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Chapter 98

Emma crawls out from under the table and you can already see from her posture how horny she is for you. Her fingers and shoulders are cramped and her arms press stiffly against the floor. But when she gets up, she looks like a shy schoolgirl who knows that she is about to do something very forbidden and naughty. She wants to answer you, but chokes on the words and needs a second try which melts your heart for this girl.

“Yes?” she asks with a timid voice. Nevertheless, she keeps eye contact and records every word and gesture of you as if it would be questioned later. You step up to her, put your arms on her body and see how the two behaviors, the two kinds of submission, fight for power over her body. First, she reciprocates your gestures, then she shrugs back, crosses her arms behind her body and presents herself to you. Her gaze changes from greed for you to the desire to submit to you and her body plays with the two kinds of lust in its own way. Your command not to let her come only increases her tension. Her hands twitch towards you, but then catch up again. The other girls at the table see it too and watch carefully. Each one reacts differently to you and each is tied to you in their own way. Emma is having the hardest time and you notice that you seem tied up yourself. Seeing Emma like this does something in you that you haven't yet known. Together with the others, you watch as your girlfriend switches between her phases and tries to find the right mix that you can release her from her spell. "How can I please you?" she asks in a hoarse voice. She can't choose between the shy and the naughty girl and fails in a very cute way to find a role for you. You are sure of your cause and watch the behavior of your perverted little elf closely. You don't want her to suffer from the pressure you put on her, but it also turns you on to see how far she'll go for you. Emma has proven time and again that she goes the extra mile for you but also that she enjoys her restraints. Now it's exactly like that and it may be because of the security that Maureen and your other two sisters have given you, but you are dragging out the game in front of the other girls. After all, you don't just keep Emma waiting, you think to yourself and feel how your cock presses against the inside of your pants with fury and fire.

"Is that what you want?" you ask and stroke her hot cheek while at the same time directing her hand to her designated place. Emma greedily grabs your thumb on your other hand and sucks it so hard you almost fear you might get a bruise on your finger. "To please me?"

"I want everything you want too," she gasps, your finger resting on her dancing lower lip. Her eyes plead, her body demands. You feel the same way, but Megan also notices what you're up to.

"Have you all finished eating?" she asks good-naturedly as if she didn't know what was going on between you and Emma. You turn to your wombat, which your elf acknowledges with a protesting whimper, which she quickly fights down again by swallowing your finger instead. She bobs up and down slightly as you talk to Megan.

“I think so. What about the rest of you?” Denise snaps out of her mind and looks at you questioningly, but Millie was able to follow you. Nobody at the table thinks about one hunger and is only focused on the other. So it is not only Emma who whimpers pityingly as Megan, Millie and Denise emphatically, and Maureen with a snappy grin begin to clear the table. While dishes are clinking around you and you already forget that you are still really hungry for nutrients, Emma goes through a sweet hell. “Don't you want to help?” you question her with mock surprise. It takes physical **** from Emma to tear herself away from you. She looks quickly at the table, then back at you. Your heart stops for a few beats when you see the urgency in her eyes and you have to realize that this is all just a game. Emma doesn't seem to believe this and forces herself to smile, obviously fake.

"Y-yes. Of course,” she mumbles, grins falsely and turns around. She leans over the table in one of your long blue shirts and short black sweatpants to grab the bowl of fruit salad. She is fully in her role now and you are surprised, embarrassed, and madly in love that it was obviously you who replaced her urge for physical intimacy with one to please you. It touches you. And it makes you wild with lust. It is the fact that Emma wanted to achieve exactly the opposite and where you could just resist her excellent seduction skills out of shyness and depravity, it is now the submission to the life that she lives with you, that makes you forget all plans of denying her - and you - the pleasure of each other. Emma is such a perfect girlfriend for you because she doesn't even think about subordinating herself to you. Not only does she fit perfectly into your life, but also into that of the others which is a trait you couldn't dream of getting with her. Your throat tightens when you look at her body. Her slim frame can even be seen under the widths of your shirt. Her breasts stretch the fabric in one place, her waist makes it appear wide in the other. Megan is the first to look and she nods to Maureen, who doesn't need a tip. Both recognize the countdown that is going on for you and take Millie aside, who is currently holding several plates in her hands and is to much in her own wonderworld to recognize it. “I want to please you,” says Emma and leans a little further across the table, one of her legs bending and presenting her long white socks to you. Her voice is strained from the pressure on her stomach, her heart, and especially that between her thighs. You can alleviate two out of three and strengthen the other.

Millie is a little surprised but finds a hold in the outstretching arms of Megan when you throw yourself berserk on Emma. The girl below you is no less surprised to find herself in this position and stretches out her arms, almost sweeping the table empty. Your body presses hers on the bare tabletop and presses the air out of her lungs, which only elicits a relieved shriek from her.

"Do you really think I could do this to you and make you wait where everyone else is having fun?" you grunt in her ear as you turn her head to the side and she can see you towering over her out of the corner of her eye. Her hair falls wildly over her face and her glasses are somewhere between the bowls and plates on the table.

"You can do anything with me," she moans and presses the air out of her lungs in a long, relieved sigh as she feels your hands on her body. Her shirt has slid up so your fingers can slide over the side of her body. Emma isn't the only one who can't decide between her feelings for you. You too have to find your approach first and where you are tender through the experiences with your sisters you find yourself challenged again and again by the desire for Emma. Your touches become more demanding and harsher what the body below you answers with more movements. You soon need all your weight to keep Emma under control. She is wild and can no longer speak clear words. Hexed sayings come out between her lips and you are sure that if you let go of her now, she would jump and destroy you in her lust to be taken from you. You look to the side at your sisters and Denise. The younger ones stand in front of the older ones who protect them. Denise is simply fascinated and uses one hand to keep the other from going between her thighs. Millie leans against Megan and watches you, looking a bit nervous but above all exuding pride. Your eyes meet and you are shown by everyone that you are acting under a common mandate. While you hold the kicking and grunting Emma enviously with your body and drive her mad with your hands on her, a smiling Millie shows you how far you can go.

With this knowledge you look down at Emma who stares at you from the corner of her eye and allows you to give in to the pressure inside you. First, you bend down to her, your fingers brushing the sides of her breasts, which are pressed together in her shirt under her. The touch makes her eyes wet and her breath is so heavy that it lifts both of your bodies. You bite her ear with not very controlled ****, which makes her flinch, but she doesn't defend herself against your will. Her commitment to you is all for her. Her hands try to reach your body, waving wildly, but are held back by your arms. With a hot kiss on the cheekbones and the side of the jaw you let her forget the pain and drive her libido to unimagined heights.

"You do everything for me?"

“Yeeeeeahhhhohhhgod!” Her scream is so loud that the glasses on the table clink. Maybe. "Please" she whispers again and changes her approach without thinking.

“Right here on the table? Where everyone can see it?” Emma surprises you when she suddenly becomes very still. At first you are worried that you have said something wrong. The secret is revealed when your girlfriend laboriously turns her head to the side under you and looks at the other girls. You gently stroke her hair from her face so she can look at her harem sisters. You follow the movements of her head, but cannot see what Emma is seeing. Nevertheless it is clear who the girl below you is looking for when Millie looks at you questioningly. Megan puts your hands on her shoulders and you give her a warm smile. Millie nods first to you, then to Emma too.

"Oh god, Finn! Do whatever you want with me.” And you do. It is not the power you have over Emma that makes you lose your mind, but rather her unconditional submission to you that melts your brain. That she looked at Millie, under all the pressure and feelings, still wondering if she could let herself go in front of your treasured little sister, that's what makes Emma Wife material. But now Miss Jackson is casting her other spell on you. That of lust. Her hot twitching body under you, only separated from you by a thin shirt and loose-fitting pants, cheer you on and let you go as far as you want. There's no point in denying it. Even Millie recognized it, the person you most want to keep away from these things. There is a part of you - you don't always know how big it is - that wants to plunder and conquer and pillage and own. And Emma is your willing, open, and happy target.

It's a wonderful feeling and you walk towards it with open arms when you turn off your head and only the horny part of your self is in charge. Without further ado, you lift your body up, free Emma and her lust and bathe the moment she joins yours. Your hands wander over her body with a **** now exactly right. The shirt is wrinkled and flattened between your bodies. You don't care. You grab it by the hem and pull it up so far that you can leave it to Emma to tear it from her body in flying movements. Then you grab her by the hips, press her firmly on the table and you are not surprised not to see a bra clasp between the white skin that is slightly sweaty on her shoulder blades. You place one hand between her shoulders to suppress the wild movements with which she wants to indulge her lust for you. The other runs down the middle of her back to her tailbone and the waistband of the pants. Emma whirls her head back and forth, her hair is flying and the dishes on the table wobble wildly.

“Please!” she calls without being able to see you. "Take me! Please, Finn! I do everything! Take what is yours! Plehehease…“ Her voice breaks into a dry sob that mixes with a hot moan. She can't decide how you like her best and tries all tricks. The greed for you is so great that she almost forgets herself, but she remains true to herself and you. When you confessed your love to each other in the darkness of this room a few days ago, it was the same. She is sweet, a little naive, sometimes shy, but beneath her surface, it simmers and her soul is deep. As your fingers run over her skin and pull her pants over her bare bottom, you realize that Emma is still looking for her place in your life. That the questions you clarified with Megan, Maureen, and Millie seem to apply to her as well. And as with your sisters, you want Emma to enjoy her life with you. Emma tries the shy way, but her lust prevents her from pulling herself together. Your fingers make her forget all logic and only feel you. You own her life and you know it. Nothing is more intoxicating than the thought that a person will let you fully into their life. For you, it is the highest privilege but also a godly obligation to have this girl as a friend and to show her, that you want to love and honor her, even if you know that these words do not have to be spoken. Now Emma needs her boyfriend with a firm hand and conviction who knows enough for both of you because she is not able to think clearly herself. You pull a little more on her pants until they reveal the crack of her ass in between lies her wet folds. The pants finally land noiselessly on the floor around her legs. Her feet in her socks rub over the smooth laminate that is laid out around the table and a thin strand of moisture runs down the inside of one of her thighs.

You only say "Megan" but your sister understands. She kisses Millie on the head, comes out from behind her little sister and stands behind you. She lays her body on top of you, leans her head on your shoulders and then you feel her hands wander over your body. You stay in this three-way-cuddle for a few minutes, then your sister does the same thing you did with Emma and it doesn't take long for her calm and skilled fingers to close around your cock.

“What an honor” she whispers in your ear and jerks you lightly while she leads you the last part of the way to her friend. Together with Megan at your back, you bend down to Emma who has become very still again and only moves her hips slightly in a toneless but **** pleading for the real thing.

"You are mine" you whisper in her ear and make her shudder. "Your love is mine." You push her left leg to the side. Emma almost slips off the table in excitement and you put even more of your weight on her to keep her in place. "Your lust is mine."

"Oh yes..." she gasps. You push her right leg aside. "All."

"And I love you forever." Then you penetrate her, ignoring the incoherent chatter from her mouth and speaking a different language to her.

You take Emma hard from behind. Leaned over the table, you make the dishes clink and the table legs scrape over the laminate in time with the vibrations that you chase through your elfes body. For your sweet girlfriend, it is a relief to feel the real feeling after the courageous blowjob and her fingers in her pussy. She groans and lets out primal sounds with the little air in her lungs and the fading strength of her vocal cords. You can look at her body and feel your thighs against each other. As Emma wishes - and you too - you guide her through the action. Unlike Millie, who still needs your guidance and who longs for it, Emma needs your strong hands on her for other reasons. She also has no experience with boys apart from you, but her enthusiasm drives her to throw her body against yours. Your hips clap together and soon her wet smacking mixes with her shrill voice. First, she tries to suppress her lust and pull herself together, but then feels your determination and security in the situation through your hands. When you push her head a little more than usual to the side in the direction of Millie, she can just bear your treatment. But then you push her upwards with your cock and push into her from below. The impact drives the remaining air out of her in an ecstatic scream and two empty glasses tip over on the table in front of her. Your other friends can watch Emma lose her composure and get into a whirlpool of emotions. You clean her inner self with your cock and get her to focus on one side of her lust. Her moans get deeper and you can tell from your princess's face that Emma has fixed her eyes with her. Her whole body is brought by the power of your shaft in her to shake and she finally screams her satisfaction out openly.

"That is so gooood! Fuuuuck! ”Grinning wildly, you too let yourself go and listen to the words that alternate between incoherent babbling and loudly screamed curses and homages, while you thrust into her narrow cave and massage her backside with your hands. Whenever you release her, you pushing your bodies more on the table and you have no desire and no reason to hold back your energy. For this girl, as well as for all the others under your care, you'll wreck yourself if necessary. Regardless of yourself, you continue to work on the cunt of Emma until the tips of her toes in the white (now slipped and crooked) long socks lift off the floor and she lies with her whole body on the table like on an altar. Jer legs are folded upwards to heaven to join her mind. You look at her tortured body, firm ass, tight hips and petite shoulders that twitch and tremble under your touch and come to the conclusion that using up your last strength while having sex with her is a pleasant fate. And you can not really talk from restraint when you enclose her waist firmly with your hands and bury your pulsing dick in her warm folds. Emma screeches as she is driven further over the table. Her breasts press firmly against the cool wood and her jerking head comes closer and closer to the bowl of fruit salad, but none of you notices. At this moment your world consists only of your two bodies and the feeling of you in her.

“Megan.” The voice of Maureen sounds next to you. Your sister shakes her head and asks what Maureen wants. "We should clear the table if we want to stick to your schedule." She grins, but you can also see something else in her eyes, something that you last saw in the department store. "Or we can leave that to our brother and his girlfriend."

"Mum would kill me if we broke the dishes," Megan mumbles but doesn't move. Then you get your elf to curse so loudly and foully with a push against her inner wall and drive her so far into hysteria that Millie can break the bond between them. While Emma throws her head back and begs you to ride her and pull her hair, Millie quietly and unobtrusively begins to clear the table. Emma needs several attempts to find the right tone among your attacks and you enjoy making her wait until her lust almost breaks into madness. Then she throws her head back in a gesture of willing obedience and you grab her hair with your fist. You pull her body backward, Emma follows you submissively and experiences the ecstasy of an orgasm fucked in her with her mouth wide open and eyes closed. You can tell that she is in heaven because her body grows stiff and she rocks to your trust without a single noise. Millie doesn't seem to mind and she smiles at you in love and when she brings the next plates into the kitchen Megan shakes herself violently. "I can't let my little sister outbid me," she grumbles with a glazed look and helps Millie. Her walk is a bit stiff too and you chuckle when you observe her. Maureen does otherwise, pulls your head towards her, gives you a smacking kiss and then helps her sisters while swaying her rear seductively. Only Denise stops dead in her tracks and watches you and your friend quietly as you play.

It doesn't take long and the dining table/sacrificial altar is almost empty. You have thrown Emma on her back by now. Her legs are on your shoulders and you pull her towards you with ****. You are penetrating deep into a girl who you are no longer sure that her brain is still working properly. She didn't speak much in that time and when she opens her mouth, only choppy words come out like: 'God!', 'Finn!', 'Please'. You can't understand the rest, but your bodies speak a clear language where your minds can't. She hugs you tightly with her legs, comes towards you in her rhythm, your bodies slap on each other and the muscles in her legs are cramped. Her breasts bob wildly in time with your thrusts and her head flies from side to side in a daydream of endless pleasure, trying again and again to make eye contact with you. When she has found you, her eyes speak a different language than what comes out of her mouth. She may curse, scream, beg and pray, but her eyes - when they manage to focus - are so in love that they tear you out of your trance and you can only hope to somehow live up to this devotion.

You keep playing your game with Emma while the table is being cleared around you. You have more and more space to let off steam and your elf uses the space to make sure you two can do so. At some point, your fire is burned down so far that you could pass as a normal couple that has a pleasant morning and an intimate situation on the dining table. The situation seems almost normal, but Maureen lifts it back into the fantastic when she pats your arm.

"What do you say, Finn? Shall Megan and I put on a show for you?” Your surprised look is quickly replaced by a cheerful laugh when you see Megan blush. Maureen leaves no doubt that she's doing this for you. Maybe another gift, you ask yourself as you continue to bump into the stuttering Emma. Maureen is sure of her cause, but Megan looks at you questioningly. You are happy to see that it is not a dependency on you like Denise and Emma have, but affection that explains her ****. She has found her place again after losing it as you did. Maureen does an excellent job of implementing your wishes for you and the girls and should Megan be afraid to break her oath of allegiance to you, her big sister has two trumps in her hand. On the one hand your firm nod and your declaration that you would love to see that. If that's not enough to convince Megan, the hot and soft lips of her big sister and her hands on her body will do the trick. Whichever did it, Megan melts into her sister's arms again but her play grows wilder with every passing second and her touches become more purposeful. While Emma wraps her legs around your head and you press her against you, your two sisters put on a show for you who has washed. Millie and Denise are speechless and you are only spared this fate because you can also concentrate on satisfying Emma.

Maureen takes the lead and is the first to stick her tongue deep in her sister's mouth, her lips pressing together and both starting to breathe heavily. They put their heads to one side, run their hands through each other's hair, close their eyes and are soon completely in their world. It is fascinating to watch and observe that the two fit so well together. Megan isn't really bi and Maureen sad so that she isn't. It is all because of you. It blows your mind. And all of that while having sex with another girl! Am I dead? Megan thaws every second and goes for Maureen in return. Without hesitation, the older one takes her sister's hands and leads her to her ass cheeks. Megan does the same and the two feel each other while their lips part only briefly to take a needed breath. Then they collide again. Each of them keeps looking back at you and Emma from time to time, just to make sure you are still watching it seems. Of the two of you, you are the only one who can enjoy the show because Emma has put her hands on her face and moans out her lust while your sisters do the same. The background noise in the room keeps getting louder as Maureen put her hands under the shirt of Megan.

"Do you like that sweetheart?" she asks you as she turns Megan to you and pulls the shirt up further and further. There is still room in your life for tenderness but now all that matters is enjoying yourself. You can do that because of the girl, who presents your middle sister to you.

"Go on," you just say and Megan groans as her breasts come out and Maureen kneads them for you. "Get it for my wombat."

"Oh god," Megan groans as Maureen pushes her other hand straight between her thighs.

"My little brother has the best ideas," she grins and starts to please her sister with her fingers.

"Grab her breasts," you say and Maureen follows you. She leaves no doubt who is in charge and that makes her gesture from earlier feel all the more beautiful.

"Finn I love... love you so... so very much!" Megan gasps out of breath as her sister's hand works between her thighs. Her shirt is rolled over her waving breasts and her shorts are around her ankles. Doesn't anyone wear underpants anymore? Her legs give way and Maureen holds her like a doll with one arm while she doesn't stop pushing her fingers into her wet snatch. Your sister makes sure that you have an unobstructed view of her wet fingers in Megan, which willingly gives in to Maureen. If the young sister moves too much in her arms, Maureen turns her around so you can continue to watch Megan get closer and closer to her climax. “I love you, Finn. I love you so much,"she groans with closed eyes. Nothing in the world, in the universe, could make you doubt her words. It's a mantra that Megan has recited over the years only to deny it. You did the same and now you can admit it to one another and to the world. But that is no longer necessary, hardly anything is as clear to you as the love of Megan for you. But she shouldn't just focus on you now. This day belongs to all of you, even if some may see it differently today.

"Maureen, my little sister talks too much." You pause for a moment when Emma begins to twitch under you and push her into a different position. You lift her bum in the air and she's left breathless. "Let her enjoy the moment as well."

"But it's your moment," protests Megan, then Maureen pushes her tongue into her mouth again and actually the two of you manage to get Megan to concentrate on the fingers in her cunt again. She pushes against Maureen and wraps her arms around her lover's head, pushing her breasts up even further and stretching her arms to her. While you and Maureen work on Emma and Megan, you have the opportunity to turn your head and see Millie and Denise. The two form a completely different picture. Denise has crossed her arms to have her under control and can not decide which spectacle fascinates her more. In the crotch of her nylon shorts, a large, dark patch of lust juice spreads and she presses her thighs together. Her whole body is tense. Millie, on the other hand, only concentrates on one thing and that's you. She does not deviate from you with her big eyes and gives you the looks that always enchant you. While you make Emma scream and Megan squirms in the arms of Maureen, Millie and Denise, as befits their style, are focused only on you. Time to change that. You have never led an orgy before but somehow that doesn't worry you now. Not with these girls around you. And your two little protégés should also take part. You nod to them and there is no need for words. The two react at the same time and look at each other blankly, then with a spark of curiosity.

"S-Shall we..." Denise begins and her hands twitch in her lap, only to drive back to her side. Millie has the same difficulty keeping her lust and curiosity about Denise in check and crosses her arms behind her back, turning from side to side. One last look at her brother is enough to take away her nervousness.

"As we discussed at the boathouse," Millie smiles with the appearance of an angel. Denise takes shelter in professional behavior and looks around the room.

"On the couch? He can see us there.” Normally you would chuckle on the thought of the two doing naughty things only because they want to please you. But as with Emma, things are a bit different now and even with your dick buried deep in her and the tongues of your sisters intervened, you can focus on Millie and Denise with a burning desire. The question of whether the two want to be undisturbed is not even asked when Denise takes your princess by the hand. As the girls slide past you as if carried on wings, you push the limp legs of Emma off your shoulders, pull her up and turn her around. She whimpers and clings to your shoulders, but the movement still ensures that your cock slips out of her needy cunt and attracts everyone's glances, shiny and stiff. Your elf immediately wants to fill the void with her four fingers, but you hold her back. Grinning, you shake your head and Emma follows you to the sofa with trembling legs and cramped body but obeying your rules with love. Still, you need to guide her because she is with her lips on your mouth and her hands on your body. You sit down with your eyes on the other girls, then you pat your thighs and Emma almost jumps on you. With her face turned to Millie and Denise, her back to you, she grips your slippery spear and when she impales herself on you again she is the happiest girl in the world. She does it slowly and takes in every inch, every moment of glory. Your rough handling takes its toll and this early in the morning you've already drained almost all of her energy. She almost slips off you twice as she bobs on you with her legs apart and circles her hips. You have to remind yourself with all your might that you are her first boyfriend and that even if she gives herself to you without hesitation, she is still inexperienced in some areas. You pull her gently towards you, her hair falls over your shoulder as she lays her head to the side to reach your lips and your hands run over her stomach and under her breasts. She wants to hold onto you but you take her hands and lead them to her clit. When you spare her your wrath, she can give herself happiness.

“We have the whole day” you whisper in her ear and at the sound of your voice Emma shudders with satisfaction. While Megan and Maureen now also go to one of the couches and declare breakfast over (without stopping to kiss and finger each other wildly) you can see all your girls in front of you. You calm Emma down with your touches. "Let's enjoy it, okay?" Emma nods weakly and hums her approval as her hands touch your body. Apparently she has no desire to make herself cum which turns you on big time. It is your duty and she wants that this way. You look at the spectacle that enfolds in front of you. Denise fits in well with your sister's group and Millie helps her to find her place like Emma has. The two sit across from each other on the sofa but your other sisters prevent anything from developing. Your kitten curiously leans over the side of the sofa to the others and watches as the older sisters climb over each other, grinning.

"Let's give your Biggie a show," Maureen whispers while Megan is so full of adrenaline that she can only look at you and grin stupidly.

"Wow..." Millie says as Maureen lies down and brings the lap of Megan hard over her face. Your wombat knows what's coming and also aligns itself over her sister's crotch.