Dallon Residence

-------------------------------------------Taylor------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The trip over to New Wave was tough.

I could feel unfamiliar bouts of excitement shooting through my body and my vagina was getting so wet that I wished Saul had been able to give me back my underwear. I knew why I was getting so turned on. A consequence of his power was an extremely high libido and right now the thick bar of his erection was bulging at the material of his loose track pants, an elevated ridge running all the way to his knee as he sat on the bus's seat beside me. I had a couple of flies on him which meant I could detect the vast increase in the pheromones emanating from him. I was effectively sitting within a cloud of them, breathing them in with every breath.

My body's intense reaction made me feel out of control. I was strongly, firmly aware of how physically attracted I was to Saul. I kept glancing over at him, taking in his broad shoulders and remembering what he looked like naked. The answer: good. REALLY good. I wasn't used to having such intense feelings like this and I knew it was his power but knowing that didn't really lessen the effect.

I found myself staring at his dick. I'd never seen it hard and now I could practically make out the exact shape of it as it stretched his pants. I was so hot. The effect was doubled by the knowledge that he had the legal authority to take his penis out and demand that I take it inside me. I'd been wondering about this for a while now and I knew that I would do it. Not just because it was the law but because I wanted to.

Things were once again pretty awkward between us. Saul wasn't saying anything and I got the impression he was doing his best to contain his urges. He was fidgeting, constantly toying with his license in his hand. I figured he would normally have asked someone on the bus to take care of his erection but was refraining due to my presence. I'm not sure how I felt about that. Happy that he was respecting what he thought my preferences were? Or frustrated because the idea of seeing someone stroke or suck on his penis was incredibly captivating at the moment?

In any event we made it to our destination without anything happening.

I was pretty nervous about New Wave's private residence despite Saul's assurances that it wasn't a big deal. He apparently spent most weekends here for his job. I wasn't sure how that worked exactly. One thing was for sure, the Dallons lived in a much nicer part of town than I did, practically Mcmansions here.

I was even more nervous when Brandish herself, answered the door looking irritated as her eyes swept from Saul to me and then back to Saul. The attractive older blonde didn't look like she was happy to see him at all but she stepped back and let us in anyway. I looked at him questioningly but he waved, apparently unconcerned. "Hi Carol! This is my friend Taylor."

"It's nice to meet you Taylor. Welcome to my home." She said before turning to Saul and abruptly pressing him back against the entryway's wall and dropping into a squat before him, pulling his pants down at the same time. A shiver of excitement rocked my body and I let out a breath as his incredibly long and really thick penis came swinging up and Brandish took it in both hands.

I couldn't see his face because I was staring at his cock but he sounded surprised, "Woah! Hey! What are you doing, Carol? Not that I'm complaining mind you!"

The woman stopped stroking his prick and looked at him with an expression of annoyance, "This week's rules? Are you changing them?"

I managed to tear my eyes off his massive cock to see a sheepish expression on his face, "Oh. Ohhh. What was it- 'clothed females/ nude males' and the 'take care of erections as soon as you see them'? Yea. No, that's still in effect. Changes Sunday night like usual." He casually pulled off his shirt and dropped it. Given the situation, I unabashedly drank in his well-muscled and ripped upper body. Oh... yummy beef-cake, Taylor....

Brandish said, "Fine. Then me let suck your dick then." She stuck her tongue out and proceeded to swirl it all around Saul's fat cock-head, suddenly doing so with rather more enthusiasm than she'd shown previously. After a moment she stopped and she turned her head to look at me, "Come on over, Taylor. He likes to have his balls sucked."

Uhh......

I was saved from having to make a decision by the sudden arrival of Glory Girl, "Taylor!" I was abruptly swept up in a hug which was all kinds of uncomfortable given my lack of underwear and my very aroused and very sensitive state. The bubbly blonde pulled back with a smile, "Welcome! It's so great to have you over!"

Her sentiment warmed me even if I was kind of unbelieving that she really wanted me over here. "Uh... thanks. It's uh.. great to be over..." I said awkwardly though Victoria didn't seem to mind as she turned to face her mom and Saul, keeping an arm around my waist. The touching was a bit uncomfortable for several reasons.

"Welp." she declared, "That looks like an erection to me! I guess we better get down there too, huh?"

Saul looked up, his hands resting on Brandish's bobbing head, lewd slurps a background to his words, "Oh no don't worry about it. You guys go hang out and get settled. I'll be along after Carol takes the edge off."

"Suit yourself, stud-muffin. Let's roll, Taylor." And just like that I was swept along further into the house, feeling more than a bit bewildered by the pace of events.