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The next morning, Pericles emerged from his room dressed for a rare change. He had on his finest white tunic, tied off with a sash of blue silk. Beneath he wore a device of his own invention, a sort of leather sling to hold up his coiled cock and ponderous balls; his size was so vast he was forced to resort to this or to togas in order to hide what the Gods had given him. While he reveled in showing off his incredible organ at every opportunity, he knew that some would not appreciate the show and might give him trouble if he didn't display modesty.
Phonita was similarly attired in white, her own toga carefully wrapped with an extra fold to make a more modest display of her own endowments. It had always made her wonder; Idira was likely telling the truth about them not being related by blood, their features were quite different, everything from eye color to bone-structure looking different, but her brain couldn't let go of the idea that their bodies matched each other in so many other ways. Could it really be so coincidental that she boasted the biggest bust for miles and he the largest cock?
Surely such things must flow in the blood as well. She hoped she'd know the answer some day.
She led Pericles through the streets of their little village, heading for the granary, the most prominent building where people tended to gather.
"The merchant who will be taking us is this way. I don't think it will be a problem to get you a seat, but we might have to negotiate a little."
Pericles frowned, knowing he didn't have two Obols to rub together, let alone a Drachma.
"I think it's impressive that you saved up enough money for all this, sis."
She shook her head, "Oh I didn't. I agreed to let him suck my tits in exchange for the ride. I think if I promise to give him a hand-job or something too he'll let you in no problem."
Pericles laughed, "Sister, if you weren't becoming a priestess of love, I'd just think you were a slut!"
She gave his formidable abs a little punch, "Brother, can't I be both?"
Their fortunes were even better with the Caravan than Pericles might have imagined though, the wagon was surprisingly plush with a large covered back that was filled with comfy pillows and silken sheets. Phonita had a few words with the driver of the thing, apparently striking some sort of deal. She came back and gave her brother a punch,
"Looks like I'm not the only slut. The merchant likes the cut of your jib and he wants you to fuck his wife to pay your passage."
Pericles's jaw dropped, "Sis, he can't really want that! I'll ruin her for him!"
She shrugged, "Apparently that's a risk he's willing to take. Don't ask me to explain it, but it's what he said he wanted," she shrugged, "Maybe that's just so it will be even for them since he's getting to fool around with me."
Pericles suspected that was not it, but couldn't articulate why he felt that way. Instead, he shrugged his powerful shoulders and went to join the merchant riding in front as Phonita joined the wife in the back. As the man "yaa'ed" his donkeys into motion, Pericles struck up conversation.
"I just want to make sure we're on the same page here. You really want me to pleasure your wife?"
The older man nodded, "as best as you can, young man. You're quite the specimen and I think she'll enjoy it a lot."
"Uh thanks, but I think you should know something about me."
"What's that?" The older man asked.
"I've got like... a really big cock. Like scary huge."
"All the better!"
Pericles was utterly baffled, but shrugged, "Her cunt's funeral."
"Good. Get back there and give her both balls, stud. I'm gonna let your sister do her thing.
Pericles carefully climbed around to the back of the wagon's elaborate cover and crawled inside to the pillows. To his shock, he found Phonita leaning back in opulence while a slim woman of middle-ages meticulous sucked on her naked tits. He shook his head,
"You're insatiable!" he said to Phonita. She only smirked in response, "she begged me, I couldn't just say 'no'!"
"Well you'll have to let me take over, our host is ready for his time with you, and I've been told I need to core this bitch out."
The woman turned from his sister with her mouth in an 'o' of shock, eyes clearly offended by his language.
"What makes you think I'd want anything to do with you!?" The woman asked as Phonita carefully crawled from the wagon's back.
Pericles could only smirk as he undid his cock-sling, the massive soft member dropping down like a ton of bricks between his legs. The 'o' of shock stayed, but the eyes softened into something quite different than offense.
"This. Any questions?"
"Just one: Can I suck it?"
Pericles pulled his tunic off, revealing the rest of that spectacular body, his muscles relaxed but still powerful looking as his body was fully captured in the flickering candle-light.
"If you beg me."
