Smooth Sailing back Home

You leave the apartment building feeling fairly satisfied. Ever since you first used the gun, things have gone great, and it seems you are starting to build some sort of a bond with it. The gun wants to be used, and you used the hell out of it today. That being said you still need to be smart about how you use the gun from here on out, the results can be unpredictable. So making small changes, like turning your 18-year old neighbor into a mega slut, were generally safe. Making large changes, like turning your ex and her new boyfriend into a pair of teenage strippers, maybe a little more dangerous. The biggest change was turning Lexi from a serious future lawyer into your sexy trophy wife, and the changes have been fairly large from that one change.

Jumping in your car you take the scenic route home, giving yourself some time to think and make a plan. It is pretty clear to you that had the ability to shape your life from here on out, but the biggest problem will be how to keep the gun on your side. It wants to be used. So I need to come up with a plan that will allow me to use it enough to stay on it's good side, while also fucking as much pussy as possible. You could feel yourself start to get semi-hard just thinking about all the women you have changed fawning over you as you fuck them one after the other. You will need to find a way to make money without working, although that was well on it's way too.

By the time you pull up to your house your cock has bounced back. Despite the fact that you have lost count how many times you came today, your cock is as ready as ever. Pulling up to the house you are amazed, you know Lexi called it a mansion before but you didn't realize how fucking big it would be. The gates outside opened for you automatically and you pulled into a garage that had a few cars in it. All dream cars of yours. Fuck you were so rich, that would make things much easier going forward.

Walking upstairs you yell into the entrance way "Lexi, I am home!" Hearing the sound of clicking heels you turn to see your wife walking down the stairs. She looks amazing, wearing a tight black dress, with matching thigh high stockings and 8-inch heels. Her makeup is done to accentuate her eyes and lips, her platinum blonde hair is back in a high ponytail that cascades down to her mid back. The dress hugs her body, barely covering her ass, while her tits are practically popping out of it. She is pure sex on legs, and you are going to fuck her until she can't walk.

"Hey babe, did you have a good afternoon?" She asks as she puts her hands around your neck and presses her body against you. Your cock stands to attention as her big fake tits press into your chest.

"It was pretty good, met some new tenets at my new apartment complex, took a teenager's virginity, you know the usual" You respond. She pulls you in and starts aggressively making out with you

"Have I ever told you how hot I think it is when you fuck other women?" She says as she pulls back. You are ready to throw her on the ground and take her right there when you hear a soft voice behind you say "excuse me"

You both turn to see Steffie, still wearing her slutty french maid outfit, standing by the door to the dining room with her eyes cast down. "Excuse me Sir and Madam, but you dinner is ready and served". Then she meekly leaves the room and goes back to the kitchen.

"Well why don't we go eat?" Lexi says with a wry smile. She knows how much you want it right now, and wants you to wait. You reach out and pull her into you roughly, your hand going beneath her dress and finding her pussy (of course she isn't wearing underwear). You give her a few rough pumps with your fingers into her until she was dripping wet and whimpering. Then you pulled back and said "Yes let's go eat". If you were going to be suffering with a hard cock through this mean, she would suffer through a wet cunt.