Reality Need Not Apply

Hello Reader,

I started writing the Reality Need Not Apply series back in 2019. It's almost a full three years and one ongoing pandemic later and I am coming to the end of this series.

While I was thinking about how to end this story, an idea came to me. I don't want to say much in this message because I would give too much of this final chapter away. If you thought my last chapter was long, you better buckle up even tighter for this one. I gave serious consideration to dividing this chapter in half, but ultimately decided against that option in order to preserve the continuity of the final chapter.

This chapter runs a little longer because I introduce a new character who will not play a huge role in this story arc, but you will see him again. I also wanted to give some more back history on another character who's always been quietly in the background, but little is said about her. So yes, there will be a few parts with less sex, but definitely a developed story. Fair warning, this chapter contains a very brief M/M scene. It's not a very sexually in depth scene, and as a whole, the scene focuses much more around Amanda.

I will end by saying thank you for reading this chapter. An extra big thank you to anyone who has read all nine chapters. Your dedication is truly appreciated.

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Reality Need Not Apply Ch. 09

"No fucking my mom. I'm serious. Keep your cocks to yourselves around her."

"Babydoll," Derek's deep voice rumbles, "you hurt me. What if she is as sexy and easy as you are?"

"That's the problem. My mom is easy. Who do you think I learned it from?"

Jeremy grins, "But baby, I like easy women."

"Just don't, please? Consider it a wedding present to me."

"Keep your dicks put away around Amanda's mom," sighs Dylan. "Consider it a wedding gift to me too."

"Thanks, hun. I knew there was a reason I'm marrying you."

Dylan walks around behind me, grabs my breasts, and responds, "I thought it was because I knew how to satisfy your insatiable sex drive. I make sure you get all the cocks you need fucking that tight, little pussy of yours."

My eyes close and my pussy clenches. Fuck! Every time this man could turn me on. It had been two months since Sabina, Daphne and I had used our pussies to help seal a deal with a Korean company. I lost track of the number of times I'd been fucked that night. But it was honestly a fantasy come true. I loved the idea of being used by multiple men with absolutely no say in who fucked me or where. If Dylan or any of the other men ordered me naked, I got naked, it didn't matter where we were. If I was ordered to suck a cock, I'd open my mouth wide. If I was told to fuck a cock, I'd spread my legs immediately. Dylan loved me for this and I absolutely loved him for giving me this pleasure.

"Dylan, you turn me on so fucking much. I can't wait to be your slutty wife."

Dylan smiles, turns me around, and kisses me deeply. "I like that title," he murmurs between kisses, "slutty wife."

Dylan pulls away, but holds my hand. It was the beginning of June and in less than a week, we were getting married. All the men had the week off while we got everything together. We were holding the wedding in the penthouse along with the after party. My mom was coming in three days. The cake was ordered. And because nothing about my marriage was going to be traditional, Dylan had picked out my wedding dress. He picked out a designer brand that came to my knees, had an empire cut, and a built in bra. He said he didn't want any dress train getting in the way of his cock...or any other cock.

A wedding planner was taking care of most of the details, which was fine by me. I told the planner to keep it basic. No ring bearer, flower girl, or anything like that. Johnny was going to walk me down the aisle and be responsible for the ring. Sabina and Philip were acting as witnesses, but other than that, we didn't have bridesmaids and groomsmen. I wanted the actual ceremony to last no more than 10 minutes and then all the guests could party.

"Today," Dylan announces, "we have the company yacht taking us to an island beach in three hours for our pre-wedding party. Try not to do anything that will make us late."

It's noon, and Sabina is just pulling herself out of bed. She wanders into the living room in time to hear the words yacht and island beach. "Oh fuck, this is going to be so much fun. I need my pussy pounded like a lot."

Daphne emerges from the bedroom she shares with Jeremy, her laptop under her arm. "Glad I got my reading done for my class because I am looking forward to this." Daphne was rushing to get her computer science degree and taking summer courses to do it. She already had a job at Erickson Industries and was doing amazing work or so I was told. I never could understand Daphne when she spoke computer nerd.

I turn to Dylan, and ask, "Babe, once I'm on the yacht, can I please be naked?" I say this while pulling off my skirt and top. "Please, babe, I just need my pussy used today."

Dylan gives an almost malicious smile and responds, "On the drive to the port, I just might have you sit with your bare ass and pussy up against the window so everyone can see what a slut you are. Now bend over because Jeremy wants a butt plug in your ass."

I immediately bend over and grab my ankles. I'm only wearing a thong that barely covers me.

"The rest of you sluts, strip and line up next to Amanda," orders Jeremy.

I quickly find Sabina on one side of me and Daphne on the other side. Jeremy rips my thongs off me and fingers my pussy. "Tell me what this pussy needs?" he asks.

"Cocks, lots of cocks," I moan.

"You're nothing but a fuck slut, aren't you?" chuckles Jeremy.

"Yes," I cry out as he becomes more aggressive with this fingering.

"Dylan, you see this fuck slut of yours? Look at her pussy, so greedy for cocks."

I feel the sexual haze starting to cloud my mind. I love the feeling. When it takes control of me, I say no to nothing. I just needed to be used, filled with cum, covered in cum, and always have a cock in me.

Without warning, my pink metal butt plug is pushed into my ass. I hiss with the pain and breathe deeply until I feel the pleasure of having one of my holes filled.

Dylan approaches me, and pulls me up by my arm. "You're a good little slut, right?"

"Yes, the best. I just need to be filled with cock. Please just use me."

"Fuck, you're so hot when you're like this," whispers Dylan, as he pulls my body flush with his own and kisses along my neck, while groping my ass. "Slut, I'm going to make sure your tight little pussy is used and abused."

"Yes, please. I won't say no. Any cock you want me to take, I'll let it pound me. I need to be used." I could feel my wetness coating my inner thighs.

There was a knock at the door, and I hear Johnny yell from his room, "I'll get it."

Johnny comes out in shorts and a t-shirt and walks towards the door. He slows for a second to look at Sabina and Daphne still bent over. Their exposed pussies are aimed towards the door.

"Myke will like that," Johnny says to no one in particular.

"Babe, line up with your friends again. Show off that wet pussy of yours."

I quickly do as Dylan tells me. I hear the door open and Johnny greet Myke.

"Fuck, look at that sight," Myke muses. "All those pretty pussies lined up looking so juicy. Damn, I love the view every time I visit you." Myke sets his tab down and makes his way toward us. He sinks his fingers into Daphne's pussy. "This must be the new girl. She fits right in, doesn't she?"

Daphne begins to moan as Myke continues to pump into her.

"She's very obedient," agrees Jeremy, "and she needs to be marked. Derek and I own that pussy and we want our property clearly marked. But before you do that, I'm going to slide this into her ass."

I hear Daphne gasp and then moan as a metal butt plug with a purple gem is pushed into her ass.

"Oh that's fun," chuckles Myke. "Shove one in blondie's ass too."

Soon after, I hear Sabina gasp as the butt plug is pushed in her back door.

From across the living room, I hear Philip say, "Damn! Take a shower, and miss the fun. Hey there, Myke. Ready to pierce some pussy."

"You know it."

"Sluts," Philip says, "stand up and go sit on the couch. None of you is allowed to close your legs."

We quickly move to the couch and keep our legs spread open. I love looking out and seeing so many eyes on my body. Turning my head to the side, I reach my arm out and direct Sabina's attention toward me. Wasting no time, I kiss her hard. She kisses me back with the same enthusiasm.

Pulling away, Sabina quietly laughs and says, "Someone is a horny bitch."

"You have no idea," I smirk and then turn my head to look at Daphne.

Daphne had had many more months to explore her own sexuality and she decided she really liked women too. Without prompting, Daphne kisses me, her tongue swirling in my mouth.

I chuckle and pull away. "I'm not the only horny bitch around. Bet Daph here wants her pussy pounded just as much as I do. Don't you, Daphne? You want to be bent over and fucked hard, right?"

"Fuck yes," Daphne moans and throws her head back so it's resting on the back of the couch. "What the hell did you two do to me? I have two boyfriends and literally don't know how many cocks have fucked me since moving in with y'all."

"We made you a slut," laughs Sabina, "and sluts always have fun."

"Daphne, is it?" asks Myke?

"Yup, that's me."

"Hop on the table, sweetheart, and let's get that hood pierced. You'll need to stay out of pools and hot tubs. Swimming suits aren't great to wear either, but it seems like you'll be spending more time naked so it shouldn't be an issue. I'm leaving this bottle of spray cleaner to use after you've had sex."

I start laughing, "Daphne's going to have a blue clit."

Myke raises his eyebrows at me in question.

"It'll hurt too much for someone to rub her clit because they'll bump her hood piercing too so she's going to get the girl version of blue balls. Just ask Dylan and Philip how much fun they had giving me blue clit."

"Oh that was fun," agrees Philip. "At the time, I'd only pounded your pussy a few times so I just couldn't help myself. Plus I got to watch your tits jiggle in the mirror while I fucked you."

"You people are all crazy," Myke remarks as he cleans Daphne's hood.

Derek moves into position so he can record Daphne's piercing. With practiced efficiency, Myke marks the spot for the piercing, clamps Daphne's hood, pushes a needle through, and finally inserts a ring through the hole. Myke's so fast, Daphne barely has time to react to the quick pinch of the piercing.

"All done, sweetheart. Now, I know these men like to hang handcuffs and whatnot from your hood piercing, but don't let them do that yet. You need to heal a little first."

"Damn, babydoll, look at that pretty pussy of yours marked as ours," rumbles Derek.

Jeremy moves in for a closer look. "Fuck, that's a hot pussy and we own it, don't we, slut?"

"Yes," Daphne responds, her voice husky.

"And I can't wait for this pussy to be fucked a lot," remarks Jeremy.

"My ass too?" smirks Daphne. I never mind anal, but Daphne is crazy about it. I doubt she could count the number of times she's been DPed by her men. I have to wonder if Jeremy even knows what Daphne's pussy feels like.

"Hop down, sweetheart. I need to clean the table off for Amanda."

"Me?" I was all for piercings, but I didn't know this was on the agenda today.

"That's my doing," explains Johnny. "I thought another pair of labia rings would make a nice wedding gift."

I rise up from the couch, walk towards Johnny, and wrap my arms around him. "You're so thoughtful," I whisper in his ear and then kiss him. Dylan is my fire, who whips me into a sexual frenzy, and Johnny is my soothing water who brings me back to myself. I appreciated Johnny getting me such a thoughtful and naughty wedding present.

"C'mon, Amanda," coaxes Myke, "let's get that pretty pussy of yours even more decorated."

I quickly hop on the table. Johnny is right beside me, phone out, ready to record. In no time, I'm looking down at a mirror seeing two pairs of labia rings along with my hood piercing. My pussy looks fucking hot.

To get my attention, Myke sets a green bottle down right between my legs, blocking my view of my very decorated pussy.

"Hey," I grumble.

"Keep this cleaner with you and use it after you've had sex. Taking a shower works too. I'd tell you to wait a day before sex, but who am I kidding. I'm pretty sure this pussy is open to any hard cock seeking entrance."

"You say that like it's a bad thing. I recall you being one of those hard cocks and you didn't have any complaints."

"Honey, I'm more than happy to be one of those hard cocks now."

"No one's stopping you," I challenge. I turn my body so I am sitting upright on the table with my legs dangling over the edge. Quickly, before Myke can move out of reach, I pull the button of his jeans open and unzip them. Reaching my hand down his boxers, I feel his semi-erect cock and stroke it lightly.

"Shit, this girl, always ready for cock," groans Myke as he pulls his jeans and boxers down.

I hop off the table, squat down and take his cock into my mouth. In no time, Myke's hard and pumping into my mouth. He grabs the back of my head and face fucks me. I feel his cock go all the way to the back of my throat. Suppressing my gag reflexes, I take Myke's cock as far down my throat as it will go. It doesn't take long before I feel his seed shooting down my throat.

"Fuck, you are good. I didn't want that to stop," Myke says between breaths. "Didn't even make it into your pussy."

Standing up and grinning, I lean forward and kiss Myke on the cheek. "Thanks for another set of awesome piercings."

Myke reaches out and fondles my tits, tugging on my nipple piercings as he does. "Any time, sweetheart."

Dylan walks up behind me and wraps his arms around me. Myke takes a respectful step back and looks at Dylan.

"Our yacht leaves from the port in two hours. If you aren't busy, you should come. We'll even set a room up for you to do some more piercings."

"Thanks, man. That sounds great. I think I'll take you up on that invite."

Dylan nods his acknowledgment and Myke excuses himself to get his supplies cleaned up.

"Okay, sluts," Dylan says, pausing a moment to kiss me on the neck, "go put on something easy enough to take off."

Daphne, Sabina, and I run off to my room. Any of our rooms would have done because it didn't matter who wore which clothes. Daphne was looking tight everywhere now that Rob had had a few months toning her body. Her breasts were definitely bigger than Sabina's and mine, but that just meant tight shirts or belly shirts were extra revealing. This wasn't exactly a problem.

"You bitches are going to be so sore on the yacht. I, on the other hand, will have no problems," boasts Sabina.

"Shut up, bitch, or I'll drag your slutty pussy to the cabin where Myke is doing piercings," I threaten.

"Please, you won't be able to pry me off all the cocks I plan on riding."

Daphne interrupts our fake fight by walking out of my closet wearing one of my extra short belly shirts that's very thin and white. The bottom of her tits aren't even covered. She's wearing one of my shortest black skirts and her ass cheeks are clearly visible. On her feet are a pair of flip flops I didn't even know I owned.

"How do I look?" Daphne asks, twirling around and revealing glimpses of most of her body. The metal from her butt plug stands out nicely.

"Damn girl, you look fuckable," praises Sabina.

"You look hot," I say as I slide by Daphne, making a point to grab and lift both of her heavy tits. "And such easy access too. I need to do the same."

In my closet, I go through my drawer of bikinis until I find a black top with gauzy, see through material. I slip it on and admire how my nipples and piercings are clearly visible through the material. Digging through another drawer, I find a short, black, frilly skirt. Just like Daphne, my ass cheeks hang out. I balance one leg up on top of the built in drawers and angle myself toward the mirror. My pussy opens up, revealing all my lovely piercings and my wetness.

Stepping out of the closet, I find Sabina and Daphne making out on my bed while fingering one another.

"Really, you wait for me to go in the closet before getting hot and heavy?"

Daphne pulls her lips away from Sabina's and responds, "Girl, you can always join us."

"Seriously, bitch, get your wet pussy over here."

I hop on the bed and find myself in the middle of a Sabina and Daphne sandwich. Daphne's lips come down on mine, my fingers find their way into Sabina's pussy. She makes it easier by laying over the top of me so her tongue can lick Daphne's creamy pussy. Before long, Sabina's fingers are rubbing over my clit, causing my whole body to jerk.

It doesn't take long for Sabina to get both Daphne and me off almost at the same time. I was in awe of her skills at that moment. Sabina hauls herself up and she moves her body upward until her pussy is directly over my mouth. I can feel the pinch of my new piercings, but Sabina's pussy is too enticing to focus on a small pain.

I stick my tongue out and slip it through Sabina's folds, enjoying the taste of her cream. I grip her thighs, and keep swirling my tongue through her labia, feeling her piercings click against my teeth. Every so often, I lick and suck her clit just to keep building her orgasm up a little bit more. From the corner of my eye, I watch Daphne lean forward and take Sabina's nipple into her mouth. Her teeth grip Sabina's nipple ring and she tugs. Daphne reaches out and grips Sabina's other breast. I suck hard on Sabina's clit to match the intensity of Daphne's mouth on Sabina's nipple. It doesn't take much more of our sucking and licking for Sabina to shutter and groan.

"That was some show, ladies," I hear Dylan say from the doorway. Sabina slides off me and falls on her back beside me.

"Glad you enjoyed the show," I grin.

Philip moves around Dylan and walks towards the bed. He crawls over the top of me and kisses me deeply, using his tongue to lick up Sabina's wetness. "Mmm, my favorite taste." He leans over and kisses Sabina passionately. "That was hot, babe," he mumbles between kisses.

Jeremy steps in the bedroom, surveying the scene. "Couldn't even wait until we got on the yacht, huh?"

"Hey, we're some hot sluts, not to be ignored," shrugged Daphne, completely unrepentant.

"Philip, tell your slut to put some damn clothes on so we can get going. Traffic is a bitch and we need to go soon," directs Jeremy.

"Johnny," Dylan calls, "bring that piercing cleaner Myke left. The sluts already need it."

Johnny comes striding into the room, a grin spreads across his face as he takes in the scene. "Alright ladies, spread those pussies."

Sabina hops off the bed and makes her way to my closet. I scoot over to the other side of the bed, giving Daphne space to lay down. Both of us obediently spread our legs. Johnny gets to work cleaning our piercings and doing an unnecessary amount of fingering as he cleans.

***

Johnny parks the SUV in the port's parking lot. I look out and see a giant yacht docked. The ship's gangway is down and I watch as photographers Jacob and Dan roll their equipment on board.

"Oh, Dan's here," coos Sabina. "I definitely want to ride that cock again."

"Cock hog," I snark at Sabina.

"Please, he's young enough that I'm sure he can get it up for all three of us over the course of the night."

"I'm confused," interjects Daphne.

"The two men rolling that cart onto the yacht right now are photographers. They took pictures of Sabina and me getting our hoods and nipples pierced. Dan, the tall, skinny one, has a huge cock. Seriously, it's made for porn. But he's the most bashful person you've ever met. If you want to ride his sea monster, you'll have to coax and direct him the whole way."