A little spy and cabin fever

Nadia left her sister who was barely conscious, leaking cum out of both her heavily abused holes. Jay had passed out after royally fucking Myra, screaming about being the best lay in the world. Myra loved rough sex with her new man but a girl could only handle so much and after countless orgasms and numerous loads she had collapsed and stared into the void, drool leaking down her face. Her body shuddered and a large glob of cum squeezed from her lower lips and fell onto the bed. Nadia shuddered, as much as she wanted to be her sister a part of her had been scared.

Pets weren't allowed to drive she was told so the brunette model walked briskly through the dark blue lighted coast, the sun almost fully set. She had asked politely if she could wait until morning but was reminded how important his orders were, and her...well less important for sure. Passing the movie set strange howls could be heard and Nadia scoffed at herself, so much sex had filled her life for the past few hours she imagined it as moans of passion. Noting possible dangerous wildlife she stuck to the road and left the small town. Completely unaware of the dangers she was being sent into...

Pete groaned looking at the setting sun, he had been relaxing in the pool after the eventful few days and was looking forward to the late night swim. However in the distance he could see the faint glimmer of a pink fog. "Is it trying to trick us?" he muttered before feeling a presence beside him, "No warnings?"

The spirit grinned and jumped into the pool beside him, entering without disturbing the water. "Where's the fun in that?"

"That's a question I've started to ask about this entire trip..."

The spirit's form threatened to destroy the tight swim suit at any moment and bobbed with each movement enticingly, "What? You haven't enjoyed anything about this trip? What about a house full of sexy women who all want you? Or a spirit who can change into any sexy fantasy you can think of? Or other enhancements you've received?"

"Cool. Yeah. Sex." he splashed his own face and wiped it off, "But like is there anything else to this trip? We were friends before. Even if they were a bit rude before. We used to have fun and not have weird sex wraiths try and plump us up and make us into bimbos. We used to be able to wrestle or swim without feeling intense tension. I miss that."

The incredibly busty woman before him actually frowned sympathetically for a moment, "Perhaps I'm a bit perverted and lost that sense of connection with people. I'm sorry. This place is cursed by more than just me. I'm the literal daughter of the devil and the things I did and made here...it's not the best location for your friendships. BUT it might be a good place for you all to sort out those friendships and what each of you want, and it feels like they are close to opening up fully and embracing that reality."

"What reality?"

"That they either need to share you, pick who gets you or get over you and become friends again because the hot and cold doesn't work near me for too long. Just gets hot and hotter. I'm getting much stronger though and can start to feel the town nearby, can even sense what is happening there."

Pete furrowed his brow, "And what is it like there?"

The woman smiled wickedly, "Nasty perverted creations are waking up and having their fun. You better get your other friends here quick before they get to them before I do. I am strong enough to hold back anything I don't want around besides the rare fog you saw earlier, eventually I need to rest. If you keep helping me even if it's picking one girl and dating her then I might become strong enough to get rid of these mistakes running about."

Pete lost himself in her bountiful chest before looking at her dead in the eyes, "How do I know you won't turn on us and make us all into sex crazed creatures like you did before?"

The spirit shrugged, "You don't but you aren't safe out there and you are safe here as long as you and I keep our relationship." She grabbed his crotch and the teen cried at feeling a strange warmth to her body. "God I miss dick. You don't mind if I-" Without waiting for a response Pete felt himself harden in his swim shorts and the warmth of a mouth embracing it. She was blowing him through his shorts!

"Pete?" He looked up and panicked. Before him was another set of breasts presented by a figure bending down to him. Mary wore dark makeup and could be easier to talk about how little she wore than what she was actually attempting to call clothes. The fiery vixen wore a pink tied together bra and completely undone daisy duke denim shorts showing off her pink thong. Her legs looked mesmerizing in her 5 inch transparent heels.

Pete groaned at the sight still feeling the spirit eagerly blowing him under the water, getting a smile from Mary. Beside her was Lissa in a burgundy tank top now much too small for her, pushing up her tight black bra showing off her chest. She too wore denim shorts but they had been cut to shape like panties. The brunette also wore very tall heels. Fiora was the only one dressed normally, or so he thought. She wore a cute black dress with bat themed nylons and tall black heels with beautifully styled hair pulled in a ponytail. However as usual her tight clothes showed off her incredibly tight figure and her plump ass threatened to peek out at every movement.

Pete realized he had still not answered back and the sexy women before him all looked at his with eyebrows raised. Apparently getting blown by Emily hadn't even distracted them. Trying to focus on something other than the amazing bodies before him he smiled, "Yeah?"

It was Fiora's turn, "We were wondering what you thought of Lissa."

"Uhhh...."

"Like what YOU THINK OF HER," Mary laid it on thick. It was very clear what they were saying.

A inner fire sparked in him. "God I mean she's so fucking sexy! Have you seen that ass? She's one of those girls who keeps her cool and really listens when you talk. Who understands people and resonates with them and brings out the best in them. Those sexy fuck me eyes pierce into your soul as she talks to you and she's such a cool person. As much as I struggle to stay a gentleman when that ass is facing me I really respect the hell out of Lissa and this trip has really made me feel something for her." He shrugged, "Fuck. Date. Friend. She'd make me happy with any option." Pete's heart clenched hearing his lewd comments but felt relief seeing her smile at his response.

"What about Fiora?" Mary asked.

Pete sighed, "I mean holy legs! Between her smile, thighs and ass I wouldn't be surprised if she admitted to witch craft because that trinity puts a spell on me. The girl is always teased for not being the pretty one but her face is that of a model and she has the brains. She could outsmart all of us with no issue! I've never felt conflict so much in my life when her ass teases her outfit like today and I have to decide between drooling over it like a monkey or appreciating her like the fine wine she is." Pete groaned erotically feeling his blowjob become more enthusiastic and his inner fire growing, "God I love our sexual adventures and I'd love to keep them going! I don't think after this trip I will ever see that girl the same way again. She's a walking fantasy. I'd be honored to fuck or date her but she's a great person to chill and chat with regardless."

Pete looked at Lissa expecting anger but only saw amusement. Confused he looked back at Mary. Lissa's voice called over, "What about Mary?"

The fire burned hotter, "Can we talk about your sexy wanton slut on the outside, sweet savory soul on the inside and how incredibly hot that is? You are a walking wet dream, complete open book and a total ten out of ten. Those tits and ass, and your expressions of 'yeah I love fucking' you can see on her face! Meanwhile she's a closet romantic sweet heart who cares about others and has this hot milf maturity aspect to her. I still can't believe a hot piece of confident and powerful ass like yourself even wants to give me the time of day."

"So date, fuck, friend too?" Fiora asked giggling.

"YES!" Pete felt the tight hold of a warm throat and looked at them with a primal hunger, "I want to fuck you all senseless, whenever the mood strikes. God what I'd give to have you three sexy women all dating me and each other! No jealousy, no drama. Just romance and passion. I want the three of you hopelessly in love with me and addicted to sex."

There was a brief silence before Mary started laughing, "Finally he says what he wants. So we making it official then?"

Pete's eyes popped, "Wait...seriously?" He looked at Fiora who smiled and Lissa who nodded. "Like the four of us?"

"Well..." Fiora bit her lip, "What do you think of Sarah?"

"The sweetest, sexiest unobtainable fruit of them all." Pete moaned, "There's a hidden romantic I'd love to see but with all these years of teasing and disrespect I can't lie and say I don't want to break her down and corrupt her sexually. I want to see her embrace her dark side and become a wanton sexy babe. I liked her for a long time and maybe I'd date her, but that's really up to her and what she thinks of me."

In the distance Sarah's voice alerted him, "She thinks that she missed out on a chance with the guy of her dreams once already." Pete dropped his jaw seeing her in a leather crop top and mini skirt. "So if we are deciding on who wants to all date Pete then I'm not taking no for an answer."

Lissa looked at the blonde in disbelief, "You'd be okay with sharing each other? This is a relationship between all of us not just him."

Sarah confidently stepped up to the brunette and passionately kissed her friend. Pete groaned, unloading into Emily's mouth watching the two sexy women make out. "Does that answer your question? I'm over being toxic to all of you and I can't wait to make it up to all of you as your loving girlfriend."

Fiora turned to her new boyfriend, "So are we joining you or are you joining us?"