"Aww! Look at the kids all snuggly and cute."
Zach Pedigo left his bed to venture into the unknown. Mainly to take a leak, but a still wide open door leading into Heidi Baker's bedroom drew his attention to be nosey. Left open on purpose by Heidi so that Zach could visually comprehend that she was warm and cozy in the arms of her new lover Weaver Kytes. Weaver held her close as they slept, having worn themselves out competing sexually against Zach and his own lover Khloe Vaughn. Called a stalemate when it got down to it, the girls were screaming banshees for over three hours, destroyed emotionally by both men. Weaver being younger probably had the better stamina, but Zach had the experience and the ferocity. Not to mention a newly revived dominant gene that had been evolving within him to control Khloe. She did not need much persuading, she loved the role of trophy slut as Zach christened her. Just as he had Cleopatra Teleki, sharing his leadership seemed to fulfill both women. For today, this was all about Khloe.
Even though Khloe was fast asleep in his bed, she was like an angel curled up and glowing. Much of the same impression could be said of his bombshell blond roommate, slash cum slut. Both girls were gorgeous beyond any man's fantasy. Yet, there was just something about Heidi Baker that kept Zach Pedigo mesmerized. Maybe it was her defiant attitude one minute, daring exhibitionist the next. She definitely loved to torment Zach, teasing him every second yet keeping him at bay by admitting she only wanted to be friends. For just a friend she had offered quite a lot of freedom in what she did allow Zach to get away with. Touching, kissing on, pretty much everything except hardcore fucking. She had tolerated the few times he had penetrated her without him taking her completely, not mad, not happy about it, more just being tense about things. She even gave him a short blowjob as he ate her out during a sweet 69. Regardless, he did his best to refrain from pushing too hard. Where was that dominant gene around her? All she technically wanted from Zach is for him to fulfill her freak side. One, she needed a daily regiment of cum shot all over her. Two, she adored watching others have sex with Zach. Finally, three, she got off on pushing his buttons.
In just one week they had bonded like family, she even referring to him as Dad, a cruel joke considering she never knew her real father. That, and the fact Zach never had kids of his own, having been cut to avoid the heartache of any broken family situation. He could barely fund his own life without child support fluttering in multiple directions. He felt pretty fortunate that he and his ex-wife Yushea never had kids. Even after three years he was shocked that she hadn't gotten knocked up by one of her secret lovers. All in the past now, of course. They divorced and moved on to better, well, different lives. Even though Heidi played off the father daughter thing around his landlord to avoid being put on his lease, others were told of their biological lie. Various reasons just kept the lie alive.
Hovering over his bathroom toilet Zach became a statuesque fountain, relieving his bladder. Like a malnourished Hercules he expressed muscle, yet wasn't any Arnie or Columbo, just carved out with enough precision to get the ladies wet. Looking like Tom Hardy helped. Hearing his belly growl as he washed his hands he knew it needed to be fed something more nutritional that pussy juice. After a quick splash or three of cold water on his face to wake up, he gargled and headed for the kitchen.
Heidi still had a few eggs in her carton, half a quart of milk, half a box of cereal. On his side? Beer. He really needed to shop. What few groceries he bought with the money his Father loaned him, rather insisted he take had filled his gas tank and fed him the last three days. The hundred bucks his co-worker Storm gave him for sex had paid their water bill before it could be shut off. That left him $23 and change. He was still undecided about taking Rocky Teleki's money to destroy his wife's holes. With their daughter Cleo one of his trophy sluts with a bit of intimacy it just seemed wrong. He really needed to talk to Cleo about it, even though he already knew her answer. She would say, whatever you want I'm behind you every second. He had Cleo, and Khloe so hooked that they were already mentally leashed. Zach was having the time of his life. It was becoming more and more fun seeing just how far these young women would go for him. In his mind, there was room for a few more girls in his harem. There was still Nastiya, and their new neighbor Petra. Nasty was almost guaranteed, yet a wildcard. Petra? He hadn't really spoken to her outside of her seeing him nude at the door when Heidi barged in on he and Khloe in the living earlier in the day. Work in progress.
At 7:00 P.M. it was still early, even with the others snoring away. Wide awake he gave up on his hunger pains and just popped the cap on a beer. Prepared to collapse on the sofa and watch what few channels his TV reception could get, he was startled by a knock on the door. Still nude, dick dangling low he frowned and stepped to the peep hole to see who it was. The hole was dark so that meant a hand was over it.
"Who is it?" Zach decided to reply.
"Seattle PD." A male voice sternly spoke, "Is this Zachary Pedigo?"
"Uhhh! Maybe. What did I do?"
"Responding to a disturbance call Sir. There have been multiple reports of what sounded like an orgy on the premises. The landlord requested we check it out. Please comply and open the door."
"I smell pizza."
"Open the fucking door."
"Break it down Pig." Zach chuckled.
"I have booze."
"Well, so do I. It better than a Budweiser?"
"200 proof."
"You could have led with that Officer." Zach unlocked his front door and opened it wide knowing exactly who was on the other side all along. Arms wide he stood with a full frontal pose. "Nick you ugly bastard. Where you been hiding?"
In the hallway stood a thin yet tall man with a dark goatee, long hair held under a skullcap bandana, shades on top, even if it was dusk outside. Scowling at Zach's brazen appearance he takes a look at his penis and grunts, "So that's where my bottle opener went. Put some pants on you perverted motherfucker."
"What? Not ballsy enough to sit with an exhibitionist? Where's the pizza? I'm starving."
Shaking his head Nick Riley steps aside in favor of a cute young woman with platinum blond hair barely touching her shoulders. She wore tight blue jean shorts that threaded along the thighs, boots, and a gold halter top expressing humongous tits, definitely a boob job. Those beauties were pornstar quality.
"Pizza delivery? You expecting a tip?" Zach laughed without wavering. Lowering her eyes she watched his dick get erect by three inches. Nick just rolled his eyes. She was impressed.
"Not that kind of tip." Nick slapped the girl on the ass to persuade her to stop staring. "Zach? Meet my girl Iris. Iris? Dickhead." He brought on his own secondary wave of lowered eyeballs, checking Zach out. Two more inches higher she flared her eyes and began smiling.
"Hi Iris. Nice to eat you...I mean meet you." Zach took the pizza and turned to walk away, now her eyes were scoping out his ass. Fanning herself the girl finally spoke.
"Sorry Nick. This is where we break up and I jump his bones."
Placing the pizza on his coffee table Zach turns back around, "Sucks to be you Nico. Bring it on in beautiful." Arms extended for a hug Iris glanced at Nick as if asking permission. Rolling his eyes Nick nodded, "Get it out of your system." Shamelessly Iris marched right into Zach's arms for a tight hug, his erection jabbing her right where it counted. Holding her against him just to fuck with Nick he rubbed her back briskly. She found her hands caressing his back trying hard not to go lower than his spine. Nope! Had to sample those butt cheeks.
"You're losing me Nick." Iris laughed.
Nick sat his bottle of Jack Daniels on the coffee table next to the pizza box, then stepped behind Iris to hug her from behind, his own erection poised against her tight little heartbreaker ass. She sighed at their combined influence.
"I love you man." Zach chuckled.
"Love you too Bro." Nick sniveled as if tearing up. "Nothing could ever cum between us Buddy."
"Don't be so sure." She giggled.
A shared laugh Zach released Iris and Nick and he stepped back, "Let me go put some pants on before I have your girl shoving you out the door."
