First, A Trial Run

Three of the beauties in front of me began to slowly remove their outer clothing. I had a front view of a blond with killer curves. Her shoulder length hair was feathered and tucked behind her ears. The deep cleavage between her big tits slowly came into view as she unfastened the buttons of her white blouse...

A side view a another blonde with shorter hair that hung straight down to a curl under her delicate jaw allowed me to notice how her tits and ass curved outward prominently from her otherwise slender, girlish body. She looked to be 18 years old. Her shapely legs were slightly bent at the knees, where the palms of her hands rested. She looked at me over her right shoulder and slowly twerked her ass and stuck out her tits.

The third girl’s back was turned to me. She had unzipped the back of her tight miniskirt and let it fall to the ground. She posed seductively, wriggling her ass in undulating circles with both hands on the back of her head, fingers tangled in her shining red hair. Her skin was like white satin, and her green thigh highs and garter belt framed her ass beautifully.

The other three girls, all brunettes, had already stripped and were on their knees at my feet, unbuckling my pants and pulling them down, releasing my cock, now fully erect in response to the lewd display before me.

Thanks to the mental link of the Facilitator, all six of them introduced themselves simply as my sluts. The three on their knees caressed my hardon, and the Facilitator’s link let them know just exactly how to do it in order to create the most pleasure. I could only groan in ecstasy at their perfectly coordinated expert administrations.

For her part, the Facilitator spoke to me in sex voice, reminding me that these were my sluts. They desired only my **** pleasure, and were devoted to it. She reached down from behind me and started to play with my nipples, making her moan as well, since it was a rule that she feels everything I feel.

As the 3 eye candy sluts continued to pose and visually pleasure me, I felt a wet and warm mouth slipping up and down my cock. A tongue now also slathered over my balls and occasionally flicked against my asshole. A firm grip at the base of my cock squeezed and released, squeezed and released, over and over.

The Facilitator was moaning in delight. I could smell her cunt, and feel that familiar boiling in my nuts as my climax approached.

It was the dream blowjob of a lifetime, yet I knew there would be thousands, millions more.

My cum shot down a brunette’s throat. The 3 eye candy sluts were all masturbating and having a massive 3-way cum. My Facilitator vibrated with orgasmic tremors.

I stood without getting dressed, grabbed the Rulebook, and strolled down an anonymous street on my world. I knew that behind every unlocked door I passed were at least 5 hot sluts, each ready to please me in every possible way.

I wrote a new rule:

Food and sleep are no longer necessary. Everyone will feel rested and well nourished at all times.

No need to take any time at all from the sex tour of my world of sexy sluts.

I can hardly wait to fuck a Facilitator....