Call Up Abigail for a Good Time

Just as soon as you thought you some how, in some crazy way, getting bored, you decided it was time to finally fuck some bitches. And who better than that ditz Abigail from earlier? You punched in her digits before reciting what words you were going to be putting in her mouth.

After a couple seconds she picked up.

"Hey, sexy." she said as her smile seemed to go across the phone line clearer than her words. "What's cookin'? You wanna play with my ass some more?”

“I was actually hoping I could spear that tight little pussy of yours. You down with that?”

“Like I said. Whenever you need my holes, I’ll be there for you. I was just on my way to the tanning beds with my friend Trish. I guess I’ll just cancel and let her go herself?”

"No, no, no! Bring Trish with you. I’m sure if you let her know that Dylan Thomas wants to see her, she'll have no issues at all, okay? So you two sluts get your little asses over here at this address as quickly as you can okay?”

“Yes, sir! Already on it. See you in 10.”

You hung up the phone as you awaited your slaves to come service your cock at a moment’s notice. It was quite nice to know that two hotties were on their way to…

Oh, shit! you thought. What if Trish looks like a witch? I mean I know it won’t really matter with all your power and… It was at that moment that you remembered that you could still call up the genie at any time and just make more wishes. So before you knew it, from now on, all the girls you come across in life are insanely hot. Problem solved.

After briefly browsing over some new cars that you planned to buy, Abi and Trish knocked at the door. You swung open the door and as you expected, two staggeringly attractive young females were at the door. Trish was a tall skinny blonde with C-cup tits that you already wanted to bury your face in. She had a light-blue tank top and white capri jeans that were looking damn fine. You could also see what was obviously a black thong peeking out the sides of her bottoms, but you weren’t complaining. Abi was still in the same outfit she had earlier. Again, no complaints whatsoever.

“Hey! You must be Dylan! Hi, I’m Trisha. Abi told me that you would probably be fucking me, so I just want to say that I’m very much looking forward to that. Please use any of my holes to dump your cum in. That’s what I’m here for after all!”

If that wasn’t the best greeting you could imagine, you didn’t know what the hell was. Hearing complete strangers giving you complete consent to fuck them silly will never not be awesome.

“And as you know, I’m Abigail, but you can call me whatever you want.” she smiled and winked, obviously referencing your meet up from earlier.

“For sure, Sugar Tits. Come right this way.”

You led the two into your new house just as you remembered. You had no furniture. You weren’t in the mood to bang on the cold floor, but then you remembered you could probably fuck them on the Moon and they'd be okay with that, so you quickly decided where the deed would go down.