The last night. Part IV

"Oh God, give it to me. God please! Yes! God, Finn, you give it to me so good!"

He holds my upper leg while I lay on the side, spreading like a slut while he pumps three of his fingers in my overflowing, gushing cunt. Girlcum sprays between my legs into the kitchen and on the ground and I scream my love and orgasm outt of my lungs while he holds my trembling body. It's animalistic, raw and a bit degrading. I feel like a good woman, showing him my ashole and cunt and spreading my legs for him. "I'm cumming for you! God let me cum all over the ground for you! let me cum like a slut!"

It feels strange to order him around but not strange enough to not follow his order. We both know I'm just a woman. We didn't need to talk about that. I need a man to order me around, to think for me and to make decisions. I love that Finn is this man.

But deciding that he should lick me down there…

That is a decision I could make. An order I could obey.

"Yes, Husband. Keep going, please." The pleading neither me nor him could get out of me. But we're okay with it. More than okay, I think, as his tongue drives through the valley below and makes me quiver. This time, it's lovingly. Two partners that share an intense moment. I grab my tits and massage the flesh and the nipples with one hand while the other holds one of my legs so that I spread for him as wide as possible, lying on my back now.

My legs are in the air like a slut would do, just a set of holes for him but even if my doings are the same as with a cheap whore he paid good cash for, we have something whores like the three he will fuck tonight, after he fucked me, will never have.

“You taste fantastic, honey.” The backside of his hand brushes over his mouth as he looks up at me with sparking eyes. Seeing him actzually enjoy going down on my makes my heart flutter. Even with his head between my legs, I would do anything for him. “God, you have such a good pussy.” My lips twitch, but this evening, I was wrong. It's not just about him and when I want to honor his words...

“Can you…” But I can’t decide for myself anymore. I’m his wife and wives don’t decide things when it comes to sex. So he does and he does well. As he does every time he commands me.

“Come here.” He holds me steady while I wrap my legs around him, then he latches out to one of my tits. “Give me that.” His hands hold my flesh, weigh it, move it and caress the sensitive spot right below. I feel the tingle drive right through my spine, making my pussy gush and my lips curl while he lowers his to my stiff nipples. His tongue around my areolas drives me crazy, all the while the tip of his massive dick pokes at my entrance.

“Please give it to me,” I plead. "I need you so much. Please, Finn, I need you inside of me."

“Spread wider.” I let go of him and while he grabs his phone for a second, I spread again, showing the depth of my opening. My asshole twitches. I didn't say where I needed it, in which hole. Pictures flash before my eyes. My cunt overflowing with his seed. My asshole leaking white cum onto the ground. “Where do you want it?” he asks and steps over me. Now I'm small again and it feels so real being under him. He pins me down onto the surface of the table and I feel his weight on my chest. His warm fingers draw circles around my areolas and push my nipples into my flesh. He’s so good with his hands and I love all the girls with all their pussies and asses and twice as many tits for being there for him and me, letting him have them as much as he wants and letting him get better and better so that he can fuck me so. Fucking. Good.

“Please, sir!” It feels so good to address him properly. “My God.” I can't hold any longer and begin to dry hum against him like a brainless slut. Dumb and docile and ready to be mounted. "Please take me. Please own me, Sir. Take me and fuck me as you wish. I belong to you. This pussy and this ashole. They're yours, Sir. Yours alone forever and ever. But please just pick a hole and fuck it. Ple-he-hese!" He smiles, takes his cuck and slaps it a few times on my pelvis. The impact alone is enough to give me a micro orgasm that lets me shake.

“Fucking perfect little wifey of mine,” he murmurs while eyeing his phone for a second.

Jasmine Lynchwood . Extremely sensitive vagina I

Then he rams his dick into my pussy.

“Gooooaaah...!” I cum the first push into my body, flooding the ground between my thighs with girlvum, letting it flow over the edge of the table to the ground where I can hear mom lapping. I twitch and moand and feel the orgasm rock through my body with such force...

And then he fucks the shit out of me.

His dick makes me cum when he stretches out my poor sensitive pussy with one, two, three massive thrusts, making me scream out my orgasm lik a banshee.

Then he owns me deeper and when he pushes against my cervix, I come again, arms flying helplessly through the air while his hands handle my breasts. But getting fucked to pieces is so good, I don't quite feel my breasts against the overwhelming sensation of getting fucked by my man.

“You tear me apart!” I scream.” Oh God, you knock on my woooomb! I can feel it, and it feels soooo… ahhhhh!” Another one when he brushes through me. A dull sensation, addictive like crack or heroin when he enters my baby maker. "I can feel you! God, Finn, I can feel you inside of me! My god! My belly! My god it's so gooooo..." I think I tear open his shirt with my fingernails as I find him. Maybe not, but my brain doesn't work properly. "You make an animal out of me! God yes! Please husband yes! Please yes and... get me... aaaah..." I come when his balls slam hard and potent against my asshole. "God, you're inside of me! So deep! I'm... you... You own me... Inside of me... I'm yours and... God so... goood... so... so..."

The next orgasm, the one when he knocks on the far side of my womb, settling inside my body like he owns it, making me shake uncontrollably and reshaping my baby place with his dick. Mother on the ground at his feet jumps up at the table to look at me while I lose all my manners. My pussy stretches around his piston in a tight O-ring, making my clit poke out and brush over his dick while he rams through my hole and plows me like the champ he is. “My fucking champ,” I scream while my lungs press the air out of me. "My King! My God! My Master! My lover! My love! My... Finn!" I feel so deep, knocking the air out of me from within with every trust, poking at my lungs it seems, making me weak like a woman and happy like a girl could ever be.

Two or three orgasms follow. They wash over eachother into a mind-melting cacophony of pure ecstasy. It’s the best night of my life. It's only about him. And about me as well, as stupid as it seems to me. But it is. And I'm happy for him. So happy that, after my vocal cords are hoarse, I look down at him, pumping away at me. He's gentler now that I loquified my brain so it seems. Steady, rhythmic thrusts sending shockwaves through my body.

My legs hang limply over his shoulders. In between, he has brought me to my side again, fucking me sideways and reshaping my pussy from this new angle but keeping his time and making sure I enjoy every second of it. I should have torn up down there with all the size and force of a dinosaur wiping out a meteorite. But I only feel bliss and love.

And then I feel a tongue sliding over my puckered asshole. Mom.

“Are you feeling that?” Finn asks me. “All together now, right, Mom?”

“Yip!” she makes, then I feel her hot breath and her wet tongue on my sphincter. I start to shudder, but Finn is there, holding me. My Finn. My god-husband.

“My sweet little wifey.” Sweat has formed on his forehead and his hair is untidy but his smile is ingenuine. "Getting fucked by her family. You've earned it."

“Are you happy, Finn?” I ask in a hoarse voice and filled with dick and love. “Do you liked this evening?”

“I loved it,” he confesses. “Not gonna lie, I planned it terribly differently, but hey…” He grabs my legs, both of them, holding them up and starts to piston. “I love this as much as I love you.”

“Og god" I scream again and feel another orgasm approaching. But I feel him twitch inside of me. With all his might and weight, it feels like a dawning of a new day when I feel him swelling up even more, stretching me out with this sweet pain and filling me to the brim with his meat. "Please cum in me” I plead with big eyes and lovingly shocked face, back again into obedient-wife- mode and I love it. "Give me your seed, husband! Please, hubby, mark me! Own me and cum inside of me please!"

"You want that? Inside of you?"

"Yes! God yes! Please! Cum in me please and make me yours! Please give me your cum, Sir! Please Sir... pleasepleasepleaseplease..."

And that he does. My perfect husband.

My legs shake helplessly in the air, rpessed together so that my pussy clenches even more around his boiling hot load. I feel the impact in my belly, so much cum he pumps into me. And his moan is like the sweetest symphony to me.

"Cum in me, my god!"

I feel it deep inside of me. Of course it’s just my feelings, not reality. Besides the dull, addictive thumping on my inner walls, I can't feel his cum directly. I can't feel what it does with me. But I know my wishes for him.

Marrying.

Breeding.

Children.

The feeling of my husband cumming inside of me, pumping me full of his babby batter, it scares me in the best, addicting way.

"Please own me with your cum! please own me! Use me and make me your... woman... Sir..."

Only when he pulls out, the 'normal' feelings of 'normal' sex come back. One last orgasm, gentle, almost, because of my strained body. We kiss lovingly and then he kisses my breasts, sucking hard on my nipples and sending spikes of pleasure through my subsiding orgasms, while he pulls out of me.

"Arf! Arf! Yip!" This I can feel. The weight of cum that leaves my pussy. Almost as if I lose weight myself. I'm too weak to lift my head, but Hubby is there.

“That’s a good girl,” he praises our mother as she presses her face between my legs, now hanging limply off the table. Mom licks and slurps and gets a big white serving of cum for herself while Finn moves over me and caresses my face.

“Husband,” I whisper, hair in my eyes and red cheekbones. "I love you so much."

“And I love you,” he says while examining my face. He seems so proud of me whenever I follow his orders. But now, he is just so proud. "This day was beautiful. Thank you for that." Hey chuckles. “Rose was so hot, I almost came inside of her.”

“Good thing you held up,” I grin, feeling strong enough to make this statement without reasoning myself that he can cum in whoever he wants.

This evening is about us.

“But not just Sam Neill is one of his kind, you know?” He just looks at me and for the first time in my life, I feel like I am a good sister, taking care of my brother. But that's over. I'm a wife who takes care of her husband, even if he decides to marry and breed someone else. “You are too,” I say. "We all know it. All of us." Tired as I am, I raise an arm and caress his cheek, warm and sweaty. "We are all happy with you, Sir. Finn. We are all happy to share you."

“You think so?” I nod.

“It’s not about what you do with us, or how you fuck us. It’s about… hm…” I close my eyes. Sleep seems so tempting right now. But Rose is already asleep and I can fight down this tiredness.

“It’s about what keeps us together?” he asks, himself or even me.

"And that's you, Finn," I say. Then my body twitches and I gasp in surprise when Mom sticks her tongue in my pussy and swirls around. It makes me laugh. And Finn laughs as well. “But, Sir?” He looks at me. “I want you to know something as well.” And this is the point where I was uncertain. Before. Not now. He fucked the worries out of me. Make me weak and hollow so that I could focus on the important parts.

“What’s up, wifey?” I smile.

"Never forget that I will love you, no matter who you choose to be with, okay? With Rose or Lisa or Bella or anyone else. I will always be at your side as your devoted little silly wifey. Okay?" he takes his time.

"OK." But his answer is the same as I knew it would be. We know each other. That's why I'm so happy. “And now let’s go, silly little wifey.” He grabs me and wraps my shirt over my shoulders. “Goodbye, you two,” he says to my breasts and makes me giggle wildly. Then I look around.

“I probably should…”

“Go to bed,” he finishes my sentence. “Leave that to Sonya.” Then we both look to the ground. "And Mom, apparently." Her tongue glides through the mixture of our combined love juices and her cute ass is wiggling.

“Such a good puppy,” Jasmine says. I grin at her, let go, lean down to Mom, and—after patting her on the head—grab a piece of leftover, slightly browned fruit and turn to leave.

"Oh!" Sonya gasps as I smack my hand onto her full, naked ass.

"Input acknowledged as: Primary user. Thank you, Sir."

"Take care of that, slut," I say, slipping into the mindset I’d originally planned for the evening: breaking bitches.

Then I help Jasmine into her clothes—just her underwear, since she wants to shower—before turning my attention to the MCD.

If everything goes according to plan, I’ll have time for Sonya and her tight little pussy in that sexy maid outfit later today, but first I’m going to attend to the unruly, horny little sluts she calls friends.

I see a few messages on the MCD, but the evening is already well underway. After successfully showing Jasmine what lovemaking can be, I want to make a few bitches scream. So, I ignore the orange blinking messages for now and leave Jasmine’s sensitive pussy primed and ready. The evening didn’t start the way I expected, but it’s going to end exactly as I planned.

After all, what could possibly go wrong tonight?

Message from the author:

Yeah, what possibly could go wrong? Well, seems not only Finn had some worrisome times ahead, but I did, too! As always. Sight.

Well, turns out there are some more problems for me to solve before I can post the whole chapter in a different site. I'm working on that.

But the good news is the next chapter is already finished and so we have eight Parts (about a month's worth of posting) in the pipeline.

Soo after I calmed down a bit, hit a few more holes in the armrest of my chair, I will start writing the Candice chapter right away and include (of course) the poll for her and the new girl. Pretty fucked excited and ready to write that shit. Can't wait to wrap poor but mean Candice in a tights double sandwicht and fuck her brains out... Only question is:

After mapping out the chapter with you guys being more lenient with Candice, I figure...

The Teacher. Tame. Spanking her ass. 9 Votes.

Warming up. Hard. New Girl fucks Candice with botte (or something) 8 votes.

Burning fire. Hard. (Doubletaming/making her airtight) 10 Votes. (The one where you fuck her. figures) ;)

And then deciding on Kindling passion. Passionate. (Threesome: New girl, Candice and Finn) 14 votes. (Say waaat?) ;)

The big question for me is if we let Candice cum and if so, how?

With the volleyball bitches, that was a hard decision for me to make, and sometimes I thought I fumbled the outcome a bit when writing about them. But now that we, kind of, split them up a bit, we can focus on the individual models and Candice is rather privileged as the meanest bitch to get a more devious treatment.

So the next chapter will decide how we deal with her orgasms (or lack thereof) for the foreseeable future. Starting with her chapter.

Remember (you do, I know): Candice can cum without pain, if orgasm lock isn't activated. But she comes hardest when pain and degradation and humiliation are included. That leaves us with these options for Candice's orgasms:

Cuckqueen: (No pain/humilation, no orgasms) She hasn't earned or pain-induced orgasms now. Turn her into a babbling, horny, overflowing mess that is almost grateful for Finn to let her watch, masturbate and deny herself while he fucks a trench through all of her friends and his harem. At least she is useful to lick her harem-sisters clean afterwards, hoping she earns a hard thrashing of her ass some day.

Painprincess: (Kind pain/humilation, no orgasms) She's addicted to pain and humiliation, so let's give it to her... and still don't let her cum. Only hurt her as much as she needs, but then stop and make her suffer in her own way. Turn her into a grateful and obedient slut that lives for the disciplining slaps her master lashes out whenever she is obedient and tame.

Painslut: (Hard pain/humilation, many orgasms) She's addicted to pain and humiliation, so let's give her what she wants. All of it. Slap her around, hurt her, degrade her... And make her come her brains out. Turn her into a thankful, horny mess, mostly reduced to her basic needs of eating, sleeping, getting hurt and being humiliated.

Domesticated whore: (Kind pain/humilation, some orgasms) She is a bitch, yes, but you aren't a monster. So you let her earn her orgasms by whoring herself out for you. Bring you money, influence and power over her by letting her (you in a later poll) decide about her ways of doing so. Turn her into a member of the harem that goes where you couldn't send your loved ones and treat her well in the end.

So as you can see, you basically can decide between some sidelined kinks I want to include and I think Candice is the best-fitting woman for them. We have the Cuckqueen and I can try to write sexy smut without orgasms. We have the devoted little pain-princess who is grateful to be cucked by you and in return, gets treated well. We have the Pain Slut that goes hardcore into pain and humiliation. And we have the path I figured you would take immediately... So I spiced it up a bit and made her a willing whore. It will become clearer in her chapter and the threesome with the new girl why that is a valid way for her as well. Basically, I plan something in that ballpark fot later in the story and, frankly, I'm quite excited to bring whoring in the story. Hey. it was planned for Lisa at some point but after you made her this precious, perfect, nice kind of girl... Yeah, I think Candice would fit that role better.

Shit, I need to write about Lisa soon...

I will keep you updated with my battles on the other fronts but I will start writing Candice's chapter in the next week, try to make it happen in a short time and then focus again on the bonus chapters and... dare I say... maybe a new story/reopening an old one/strting a old story in a new way. Maybe.

Are there any stories of mine that you like besides this one? What story do you want renewed/reopened? Is there something you think would be cool if I wrote about and haven't?

Hope you have a great weekend and stay safe out there.