The Night Becomes a Haze of Moments

What followed these women entering was not some means for me to produce four more Custom Girls and get the next rung of the achievement. I won’t lie and say the thought didn’t cross my mind, but at this point the chamber was packed and I was content. I don’t know when next I’ll manage to find a coven of 19 women to bone, nor will I likely introduce more men to balance it out, to finish the last rung on the achievement ladder for orgies, but that’s a future-David problem… one I could probably answer as I grow rich in every way I care to measure.

As I ease the Matheu clan into the pit of unrestrained bisexual fornication, I lose myself as well in the moist exchanged that go on for hours. The snippets and pieces that stick out with me flow into one another, interrupted only with some more standard fair of inseminating one woman or passionately skull-fucking another. They're all so lost in Sophia's doubled voice that none oppose my indulgences; with the added benefits of the whore and other multipliers, they end up reveling in it more or less as I have, and more than a few turn out more bi-curious than they let on before.

Ivette Sinclair & Leona Teller

I’m not saying I guided Leona onto Ivette for the aesthetic pleasure of seeing the dark-skinned athlete mount the only albino in the room… but I do like what I’m seeing. Drunk on sex and customizations as she is, Ivette offers no complaints as her head gets buried in Leona’s heavy chest, and Leona offers only a mild groan before I grab a book from the nearby nightstand. It’s a heavy one, entitled “The Ethics of Ancient Literature,” and it barely fits in both hands as I wind it back for the first swing.

Leona’s eyes are wide in a panic as she tries to get up… but all too late as the book thunders onto her right cheek with all the strength I can manage. Her voice hits a high note before it becomes a soundless, eye-rolling moan while her pussy spits violently, shooting far enough to land on Sophia's left thigh back on the bed. Ivette, giggling with drunken, horny afterglow, hugs Leona and runs her fingers through the teenager's hair before guiding her lulling tongue into her own mouth. I... wasn't expecting that, but my cock approves as it twitches in want to join. But not yet... I still have a few good swings with this book.

SLAM.

The left cheek jiggles back and forth as the kinetic **** bounces along Leona's fat, and again I'm awarded a violent squirt. Another clap, this time positioning myself right behind her, and soon my cock is freshly lubed and ready for what comes after I toss the book to the side of the two women. Ivette continues to make out the beauty in her arms while I guide the head of my meat into her tight, twitching sphincter. Soaked as my dick is, it still takes some effort to harshly **** myself into the clutching, orgasming sphincter and through the inner-muscle trying to keep me out; each moment of prying, merciless pushing causing her pussy to stream more lubrication out as the painful ass-fucking is converted into a continuous, wonderful state of oneness between Leona, Ivette, and my cock. I give her a few more vicious pumps as I enjoy her trembling beneath me, and Ivette moves Leona's head to the side only enough to invite me with her extended, waiting tongue. I take it into my mouth over Leona's shoulder as we sandwich my classmate between us, our bodies slick and vibrating with a punch-drunk love.

Alice Haines & Erika Green

Alice, a true Haines of my generation, eventually got over to Ms. Green and, with her pussy planted on the ever-coming face of our Math teacher, enjoyed the involuntary head she got. Alice is far from selfish, of course, and begins working on Ms. Green's pussy with a reckless abandon, one that almost makes me forget that I never really confirmed if Ms. Green is even into girls (not that she's in any state of mind to tell me now as she experiences the orgy all at once...)

Far be it from me to not take advantage of my sister's head and Ms. Green's tight little snatch being so close to one another. My cock comes within range and, with a glance, my sister quickly chooses her favorite as she takes me into her mouth with her eyes locked with mine. She moans onto it hard as touching me finally permits her to come. The smells of this place, and of me, have driven her into a wordless, fuck-animal state, and eagerly she licks, suckles, and takes my cock deep as I feel the back of her throat tightly envelop my sensitive head. I’m not about to leave Ms. Green to her alone as a new favorite chair, however; I withdraw from my sister's mouth and dive wetly into Erika's slit just as I feel my orgasm building, letting the clutching birth canal squeeze another load out of me as I fill her anew.

I withdraw, satisfied, and watch as Alice gives me a drunken smile before diving her face into the crotch under her, sucking my seed out hungrily as she takes what I denied her.

I don't know when mom will get onboard... but I've got an idea of how Alice'll fit in when I do.

Irie Teller & Diwa Jasmine Alcantara

Irie Teller, whose teenaged body had become a fine instrument of lust amid all this “competition,” has somehow looped back into Jesus Freak mode. Her lecturing now, of course, is a struggle indeed as she does her best to try and educate the whore I brought into the room as well as the slut I’ve made out of the trembling, barely-conscious Literature teacher.

Diwa, with her wild enhancements, seems a fine candidate to receive Irie’s lectures while she laps up the mother’s cunt on the floor. Irie’s thighs clench and caress the head she mounts while also trying to keep ahead in the Sophia-pleasing competition. But between her two lecture targets, all the Sophia sounds, Diwa transferring her pleasure back into Irie, Leona transmitting hers, and the lecturing itself… well…

“And you muuuhuuuust! You must accept J-JESUS MOTHER MARY- Jesus into your hehuurt before you can… can…. Come… coming! COME TO HEAVENAAAAA!”

… I’m not sure how much of the sermon is really going to land. What I am sure of is my place at the other end of Diwa as I roll her lower-body up so that her knees tap the Teller’s back and reveal that rejuvenated, stubbly snatch of a prostitute. Rejuvenated or no, she oddly lacked any of the hair removal features… but I can hardly be said to care as I plunge into the newly-STD-free hole before me.

Diwa bucks and trembles as I manipulate and penetrate her, and her pussy’s upgrade is felt immediately as it pulses and twists around my rod. I don’t offer her any words or excuses, I make no overtures about payment; she’s mine to use, and even as I maul Iris’s tits and more feel than hear Diwa scream an orgasm into Irie, I don’t bother to pause as I forcefully pump into the squirting cunt that seems so fixated on keeping me inside. The resistance is so perfect, the muscles of her vagina forming false ridges and gates and… and I’m already coming into this tool of a woman, this sex machine I’ve created with the app, as my seed quickly fills a pussy designed to milk me with such efficiency that my own semen bubbles up and rises from the seam between our joined flesh.

“You… hah… too, Da… DAVID…!”

As I continue to wreck Diwa’s little cunt, I roll her up more so I can stand and pin her with my knees bent and my cock directly down inside her. From here, I can tip Irie’s moaning face upwards to meet mine and say something poetic, or ironic, or…

“Shut up.” It sounds better in my head as I lean Irie back and forcefully kiss her with one hand, the other reaching down to crush and squeeze more lactations out of her colossal left tit. She offers no words or resistance, probably too high on coming to bring the proper wrath of God down on my head for my blunt command.

But sweet Jesus can she kiss.

Samantha Anand & Maria Chan

It doesn’t take very long for Maria and Samantha to get sparks flying as they explore one another to the tune of Sophia’s voice, but it’s still surprising Dr. Amanda in particular abandons the therapy session for pure, erotic guidance. Maria lays on the couch, back arching and hands at her nipples, as the good doctor buries her face in the freely-offered teen snatch. The hairy, unguarded crotch of the professional herself, meanwhile, beckons until I’m saddling up behind her and helping myself in.

Samantha moans into the cunt on her face as I slide home, and she mutters something about the therapy and consent before I grab her head and push her deeper into Maria’s crotch. There, pinned to Maria’s pussy with me slamming into her fat rump, the therapist does her best to mitigate suffocation as she starts to come around my invading cock. I only let her up for breath as I come and pull her hair back, enjoying her gasps—for breath, of pain, with pleasure—as I fill her with seed before picking her up and carefully tossing her to the other end of the couch.

My dick is still wet when I grab Chan and **** her own face into Dr. Anand’s pussy, driving another moan out of the stunned professional as the teenager is ****-fed cum-filled pussy while I slide in to give her one of her very own. Dr. Anand barely manages something about reciprocation and relationship building, but it becomes clear neither she nor Maria can actually perceive that I’m fucking the Hell out of the latter: her pussy clenches and milks me for the next batch, but ultimately Maria just makes confused noises about why she’s still drinking my seed out of Sammy while Sammy offers criticisms about my forcefulness earlier and Maria’s (apparent) forcefulness now.

Even those criticisms don’t last as Dr. Anand soon wraps her thighs tightly onto Maria’s ears as she rides her new little slut patient into another chain of trembling bliss.

Kimberly, Daniela, and Catherine Matheu

Catherine had calmed down once I finally gave her the secret to not torturing her nipples and clit. As I rotate from another teasing, hot round with the Tellers, I find her standing there next to Daniela and their mother, the last of them giving some kind of stern lecture to both until I arrive. Off on the couch I spot the twins just staring into space as they masturbate side-by-side, while Patricia... well, Patricia masturbates too, but just while staring blankly at me with wide-eyed, almost creepy intensity. Creepy hot? I didn’t know that could be a thing in real life, but…

“O-Oh, David,” Kimberly barely manages. It's impressive to see her hold up despite all the sources of arousal in the room... though the way her daughters swoon tells me they're all probably on the brink. “I... was just letting them know... what a man wants, and how a lady... should be wary of indulging herself without first... satisfying her husband.”

So the homeschooling has already begun, bringing a smile to my face. “But don't you know? My ideal lover would masturbate whenever she wants.”

Her face falters as she tries to maintain command of the situation. “Surely not... to the temptations of other men?”

Time to lay down some authority. “To tempt me, specifically... even right now, and more than masturbating, but less than having sex with me: I would love for my lovers to have sex with each other.”

“W... We're sisters you sick fu-! Ah, no, not again,” Catherine moans as her hands go back to her crotch, “M-Master, you sick... Master!”

“You'll learn that sisters can make the best lovers.” I turn to give Alice a knowing smile, but she's too busy making out with Sophia to catch it. Ah well, I thought it was sweet.

“O... Ok,” Daniela barely manages, her frail body still managing to leak a bit down her bony thigh.

“Mothers, too,” I add. Without waiting for Kimberly's frown, I continue, “Daniela, make Catherine eat you out... and then make her fuck me. I think that'll be a good exercise to build our relationship. Your mom can come and clean me off while you get Catherine ready.”

Variably appalled as the Matheus were, I watch as Daniela suddenly puts a firm hand on her sister's shoulder... and so, with a startling snap into their roles, the domination promised by the app comes over their faces: Daniela, oddly accepting and even smiling, and Catherine, mortified with eyes cast down on her fat udders before she takes a trembling knee.

Kimberly, too, takes to her hesitant knees as she grabs the only dick in the room, still slick with some residue or another of a dozen other women on it. “How do you sleep at night?”

I gently usher her head downward as I whisper, “I don't. How wet have you gotten since you walked in?”

Her bitter eyes aren't exactly my plan... but it seems the punishment has absolutely put her in her place as she fellates me with hesitant, amateurish suction and that semi-cute furrow in her brow.

Lena and Alice Matheu

This worked out a lot better in the hentai I used to watch.

I had given these two athletic sisters fairly straight-forward instructions: scissor each other, but with my dick in the middle, and jerk me off while you get yourselves off. Easy, right?

Yet here we now fumble on the couch, legs everywhere they ought not to be, and the twins bickering in sync until, with an annoyed sigh, I change my plan and start with Alice Matheu.

The little goth twin is weightless in my grasp as I pull her away and up from her sister, position her over my meat, and lower her roughly onto it as I tear through whatever virginity she could once claim. I had expected something like Leona's impressive, "internal" grip, but it’s clear that just being lean or athletic wasn't enough to make that vicious, gripping pussy the Teller women seemed to enjoy. Alice Matheu's cunt is a sopping, soft hole by comparison, but it's still tight enough to enjoy as I bash my cockhead against the back of her birth canal, flirting with a cervix that has never known a man's seed, ready to inseminate her as I would every Matheu present.

“Ah... ha, I wasn't ready...!” Sophia's voices made certain this Alice is ready, and long before I picked her up. There’s no hint of blood as I take her. Lena just watches with rapt attention, knowing soon that I would deflower her as well, just as I had Daniela a moment ago. Kimberly had sheltered her daughters well... and save for Catherine, they seemed mostly blank canvases onto which I would paint the perfect lovers they were magically bound to become.

With a satisfied grunt I fill the goth with baby batter before rolling her away. Her sister backs up nervously on the couch, but I catch her able ankle and, with a sudden rise to my feet, pull her up and off the couch upside-down. She barely gets her bearings before I flip her up again with firm hands on her waist and stabbing into her snatch with her sister’s lubrication still on my meat. She bounces like a rag doll, her limbs flailing uselessly as she tries to get purchase on ground I won’t let her touch.

The satisfied twin just watches and, with fingers slick with my cum, resumes masturbating as she watched her duplicate get ravaged and creampied in turn.

Sophia Lia

ORGASM DEBTS:
David Haines (12,136)
Alice Haines (1,279)
Irie Teller (201)
Leona Teller (149)
Ivette Sinclair (111)

The scoreboard doesn't lie, though I don't need to let them know just how much I got done prior to announcing the beginning of our little competition. In the end, for all the help they threw in, I still ended up getting credit for almost all their hard work thanks to my customizations. Amid the sweaty, slippery chaos of it all, I wonder how far gone into submission Sophia has fallen now... but that will have to wait. For now, I enjoy the bitter snort of Irie and the mostly unresponsive defeats of Leona and Ivette, each too far gone and slick with the fluids of others to respond particularly well. Midnight had come, but I wasn't going to bother checking the Vita, not yet; there was still the one Matheu I had not yet filled with seed, or even truly touched... mostly because her customization makes me just a bit worried about how she'd act afterwards.

But now the orgy wanes and the girls are left in states ranging from exhausted unconsciousness to mindless clit-rubbing. It is truly the time.

Patricia Matheu

The isolated, strangely intense twin never took her eyes off me, even as she came, even as she squirted from that magically waxed snatch while playing DJ on her swollen clit. Her body seemed built for child-bearing with those wide hips and ample width without crossing the line into becoming fat or oblong like her mother was. C-cup tits with chubby nipples that stayed hard ever since I laid eyes on them sat pale pink on paler flesh, and her quivering lip sports just a bit of drool that she quickly wipes away as she realizes it's finally her I'm approaching, now just five minutes past midnight as the women still conscious continue to grasp at me before returning to their indulgences.

The competition is over, but the atmosphere hasn't weakened as much as the bodies have. Someone cooked scrambled eggs and bacon when I wasn't paying any mind and the ladies have taken their turns eating provisions and drinking water to keep their bodies going. I can't help but expect it was one of the Matheu's who would think to cook amid all this.

But for now, there’s just the one Matheu left to touch. “Patricia,” I whisper as the senior Teller cries out the name of her God while riding Sophia's chin.

“David?” she moans, more confused than lustful.

If I come inside her, she’ll be obsessed with me… and I can’t help but wonder what “obsession” even becomes for these succubi manipulating us. As the haze of the evening clears, I have just a moment of hesitation about going through with this tonight, here amid all my other Girls, on a strange girl who already seems obsessed with me…