Courthouse Robin

Megan fit into a blouse belonging to one of Janice's daughters, while I just kept my clothes from the day before, showing the smiling Spermie. "You're wearing that?" asked Janice, dressed smartly. "Yep."

The plane departed horizontally from the nearby airfield. It housed only six, and there were dozens of them all around. I didn't see any sign of a pilot, and was told they were operated remotely. Pretty dangerous, I thought.

We were thirty minutes from LA and I was enjoying watching this college student, April, go to town on herself. Megan and Janice were critiquing her technique and her parents were just bored by my sexual demands of her. "April, quit school. I need you to be in my harem."

She was mid-orgasm, but agreed. I made out with this stranger, who's life I completely upturned, and her parents were more annoyed than worried about this wasted trip. I sent April to Reeves Manor, where she and Winters would remain under orders to sexually **** Amy, while I took a car from the airfield to the Courthouse.

"Do you have business here?" said the burly security guard at the still-largest courthouse in the country. "Yeah, I'm here to fuck Robin Donovan." He waved us all through the unseen metal detectors.

Robin was on the sixth floor, a judicial assistant in a year off from law school. She seemed annoyed when the three of us waltzed into her communal office.

"For fuck's sake, mom," she said in a subtle English accent picked up from her stepfather. "I told you none of this EDP bullshit." I stepped forward and told her to take off her clothes.

She glared at me, but complied. Megan took pictures and Janice looked proud as I caressed our daughter's body for the first time. Other judicial assistants and lawyers tried to ignore the incident taking place.

"Are you done, Mr. Doe?" I slapped her. "Don't talk to your father like that, little girl!" I said, inserting a finger into her pussy and massaging her clit. She was trying to ignore my motions, but her breathing betrayed her.

Her desk only had a porthole placemat and a GIF of some boyfriend, so it was easily tossed aside as I picked her up and sat her down upon it. I laid her down and spread her legs and, in the most ungentlemanly manner, thrust myself within her. Her breathing did not abate.

"What the hell is going on here?!" yelled a bald man a few years my senior. "I'm just fucking your assistant, your honor," I said to the man that I correctly assessed to be the Judge. "Oh," he responded, leaving us to our fornication.

Robin also said "Oh," but in a louder, more base manner as I released a torrent within her. I exited and relaxed on a chair forcibly vacated from one of her officemates.

Robin sat up, leaking fluids onto her pristine desk. "Are you happy now, mother? I was fucked and impregnated by my biological father, just like you always wanted." She spit on the ground. She really didn't like me.

"I'm sorry, John," said Janice, "Robin didn't like that I spent most of her childhood studying the Erection Dependent. She shouldn't take it out on you."

I didn't care. She was being disrespectful, so I slapped her again and grabbed Janice's satchel full of my legal papers and tossed it on Robin's desk. "If you don't want to spend the next seven years in a sex dungeon of my own design, you'll get this case dismissed, Ms. Donovan."

I didn't like that she refused to use my last name either. I grabbed her panties and had Janice pocket them, while her other clothes went in the trash. Outside the office, I began wandering the halls, my two lovely ladies following at all times. "This building really is huge," I said, marvelling at the 100-courtroom courthouse. I slipped into the nearest courtroom, annoying the bailiff when he noticed my cock was still exposed.

Megan whispered in his ear, and he let me in. It was a custody battle between a divorced husband and wife. They had one son, and were fighting over who could keep him. Or something.

I dropped my pants and arose. "Your honor, might I interject." The old woman judge sounded her gavel. "I'm going to rule you in contempt if you don't replace your pants! Bailiff, remove this troublemaker." The Bailiff made no motion as I explained that I was an EDP, and would need sexual relief soon.

With the Judge's begrudging permission, I approached the wife, and bent her over the railing, fucking both her ass and cunt, in that order. The Courtroom sat in silence, only interrupted by my grunts and her moans. Sweat stained my t-shirt, and I ripped off her shirt to wipe my brow.

It was only a few more pumps, I had just had sex with one of my daughters less than an hour before, when I came into the thirtysomething brunette. "There," I said, proudly looking at the disheveled woman's body under ripped away clothing, "Now you'll both have a child to take care of." Somehow, I don't think my **** made things easier.

I had a jaunt in my step as I felt all-powerful again. I went to traffic court and had a daughter suck off her father. I went to criminal court and **** a judge to sentence one woman (who was probably innocent) to a year in a male's prison. I saw a line of female prisoners chained together, and **** one of the middle ones on the benches. I was unstoppable.

Janice and Megan couldn't keep up with me as I made out with some expectant mother in line to pay a citation.

"John?!" came an unexpected but familiar voice. I turned away from my ****-upon paramour to face my sister, Cindy Doe.