Just Tryin' to Loosen My Load

Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of them old
Wheels drive you crazy
Come on baby, don't say maybe
I gotta know if your sweet love is
Gonna save me

"What the fuck are you listening to?" I asked my unnamed nurse friend as she cuddled next to me in the back of my autonomous Benz. I swiped away the music off her porthole.

"It's an old song my Daddy used to sing to me as a girl. I was always a little overactive, ADHD and anxiety and all that, but music had a way of calming me down. He passed away a few years back, but I still hear him in the music."

"Yeah, whatever," I said, feeling up her tit which I fished out of her sheer negligee. "If you don't want me to fuck you, maybe you shouldn't be here?"

She reached up and gave me a peck on the cheek. "The tantric masters have sex for hours and hours and only ejaculate once or twice in a session. It's said an EDP can be more powerful than any of them if he simply practices self-control."

"I'm not Batman."

"No, you're John Doe. John Doe-Hostetler."

The car took us to the coast, trailed by a practical caravan of Oak County's finest, the SPD.

Miles away, Tawny Philips writhed in pleasure as Elise Doe-Hostetler finished eating her out for the third time. The two were having way more sex, way more frequently than I, per my order.

"Did I do good, Tawny?" asked Elise, smiling with a glistening face at her assigned lover.

"Don't stop," Tawny breathed heavily pushing Elise's head back down. The poor girl barely had time to breathe.

Tawny Philips was actually Special Agent Jane Tremont, a veteran undercover operative who had been placed within my harem to root out any threats from within. She had experience as an undercover sex **** in Finland and a fake prostitute in Washington, DC. Only me, Sheriff Mohr, and a handler at the FBI knew she was on this assignment, and frankly I had forgotten by this point.

Elise flopped down next to Tawny, breathing heavily. "I think that's enough to impress Johnny. Judging by your fluids and profanity, you seem to agree. I have a knack for this."

Tawny looked at her mark and smiled. "Fuck, yeah you do, bitch. I've got to show you off to my sorority sisters. They'll be so jelly!" She kicked her legs and giggled, as Elise frowned a little.

In the basement of the Doe House, Rebecca and Leah stand around an X-cross with a tied-up Marisol (Leah's sister) in agony. "Try this one," Marlene hands Leah a barbed whip. She flicks it at Marisol's midriff, causing a bright red line to appear, dripping some blood. Marlene laughed uproariously.

"That's too much, Marlene. We want sexual ****, not real ****." Leah didn't feel comfortable about injuring her own sister.

"Same diff. My 'mother' needs to learn her place here. Besides, didn't you guys **** that EDP to ****? The one who tried to kill daddy?"

"We don't talk about that, sweetheart. You're not supposed to know about that." Rebecca gave Leah a look of concern before putting the last whip away. "Let's just dehydrate your sister a day or so, and maybe tease her clit every once in a while."

"Sounds good to me. I'll get the bucket." Leah went to fetch a bucket as Marisol was left alone with her mother. She walked up to her mother, who was only wearing a hood over her head, and gave her a titty twister. "If it was up to me, you wouldn't survive the weekend. I'll make sure one of these cops ends your pathetic existence sooner than later."

As Marisol sobbed from those words, Marlene skipped out of the basement.

While this non-sexual **** continued, I was relaxing on the beach with my philosophical medical assistant. She was nude now, as was I, but we were content. My penis, non-erect.

"I had a dream earlier about this same beach. A nun walked up out of the sea and fucked me."

"Your Aunt Agnes?"

"No, a real nun. Sister Theresa, the naked nun who travels the world."

"She was one of your father's conquests, but never in his harem. She's off-the-grid, but we might be able to find her."

"You're better," I said, as the nurse sat in my lap. A chime went off. She turned and faced me.

"Okay, we can fuck now." We embraced as she sat in my lap, my cock snugly fit within her entrance, as bodyguards cordoned off the beach in the distance.

I had fucked her before, in Doestown, even knocking her up at that time. But now, as I stared in her eyes, I was making love. For perhaps the first time.

As I came, I felt fulfilled, and she felt filled. We lay as the sun set, and I called a guard over. "Go into these beach houses and find me a virgin. "

He nodded as the nurse turned to me. "What happened to the three-hour rule?"

"Oh, I'm not going to fuck her. You are." She just rolled her eyes and smiled the cutest way.

Three hours later, we were still on the beach, as I had fallen asleep and the guards had left the three of us to our own devices. The former virgin I had asked for was rudely spitting out the ejaculate that lingered in her mouth from a sleeping blowjob, as my nurse shooed her away. She stood, naked, over my prone body, and grabbed her porthole, a personal communications device, and inputted a code that emitted white noise to drown out what she said.

"Target seduced. Moving on to Plan B."