"Who are you?" Becca asked me as I began undressing her, removing her shoes, slacks, and blouse.
"I'm Philip Larusso. I used to live in this town and now I will again. I have had the biggest crush on you since I came back to this community. Now, of course, your pretty ass is mine. You might as well as accept it. These others, they're all mine, and so are you. I kissed you and when I did that, I took possession of you," I stopped talking to Becca only long enough to kiss the other two reporters on the lips, though I didn't enjoy it as much with them.
"So, we're yours, too, then?" Ivar Larsen, Heather's twin brother, asked me.
"That you are, dude, that you are. As are you, Tomas Diaz," I told Tommy, the only Latin male who had attended my high school back in the day.
"Bro, it's gonna be awesome!" Heather reassured her brother, practically tearing his clothes off so that she could fuck him.
"Yeah, dude, fuck your sister! Her hubby ain't doin' it, apparently. He's still a virgin after eleven years of marriage! That's pretty crazy, don't ya think?" I slipped back into hillbilly slang for the fun of it.
Ivar didn't need too much encouragement to slide into Heather and begin fucking her in earnest, much to her delight. As for Tommy, I tapped Madeira on the ass and sent her his way, causing her to unzip his pants and suck his dick for the sheer pleasure of the act for both of them. He could clearly see that she was trans, but it was virtually impossible to refuse the attentions of anyone as enthusiastic, sexy, and adorable as my Filipina cutie. That was even truer now that Tommy was my boi like the other men in the group. He would let her suck him and he would like it!
I yanked down Becca's panties and she simply bent over for me, touching her toes while I slipped into her already drenched twat from behind. It felt truly delightful, sheathing my cock in her luscious golden bush which complemented her dirty blonde waves quite well. I started pushing her to the ground as I unclasped her bra and really pounded her doggy-style. I pulled on her hair and she moaned with delight, as she did when I smacked her buns with my free hand. I was eager to impregnate this slutty reporter, marking her as my personal tart, one who would do anything to please me. I would share her, as I did the others in my growing harem, but she was mine first just as all of them were now.
By now, we drew an audience, including some local smokeys (city cops in this case). When they tried to approach and confront us, though, they met some kind of invisible forcefield that blocked them. Evidently, Mom wanted our little orgy in the bushes and grass of the park to go rather uninterrupted until we were good and done with it. Those already inside the field who weren't already part of my group now began shedding their clothes as if the inability to suffer consequences freed their impulses from the usual restraints. This included a young newlywed couple fresh from their wedding, of all things, as well as a Marine on leave and his girlfriend, plus his best friend.
I pumped harder inside Becca, wanting to get her off as many times as it took for her to permanently associate me with pure sexual bliss. She was already mine, as the others would soon be, but it helped to add another layer of erotic longing for my touch and especially my cock. I pounded her with a fury as I toyed with her asshole, making her cream herself and tighten up on my prick like a vise. Seeing that lovely moon beneath me, that delightful pucker winking back at me, I exploded balls deep inside the reporter, but I kept fucking her for a while longer, much to her shock.
"How ... are ... you ... still ... so ... hard?" Becca expressed her shock, as I slammed harder into her twat and then pulled out to push my way into her ass.
"It's a gift that I have," I told her, which was quite true, even as Becca squirted from the rough way that I took control of her and made her my bitch, "by the way, I just knocked you up. Don't believe me? You'll know that I'm right soon enough."
Becca's bottom was quite as tight as the rest of her, and in fact, she was an anal virgin from what I could hear of her thoughts. She was confused as to how the hell I was doing all of this (I wasn't alone, which even she knew now, just not how much Mom helped me) and why she loved it so much when I did. I also knew now that she had a boyfriend that she had kept waiting with oral only, but she realized that she'd have to either put out or drop him, as she couldn't stay chaste anymore. She was hooked on getting her body taken by men, or at least by me.
"Yes, we'll claim your beau, too, and the both of you will just have to get used to a different outlook on sex and love. Thirty-three and still a virgin ... well, not anymore, eh? Why still a virgin?" I wondered as I read her thoughts further, realizing that her father was a Presbyterian minister, "well, unlike some preacher's daughters, you've been a 'good girl' until now, eh? Not so much anymore, though, are you? Your Christian courtship days are over, missy."
Becca wondered how I could read her mind and it also turned her on so much that she screamed in pure ecstasy as I spurted more ropes into her butt. I pulled out and Marlena rushed to suck me clean straight from her tush as soon as she saw that there was nothing to fear from my freshly used cock. Becca looked on, startled, as she saw the elfish waitress enjoy some ass-to-mouth that way in person. Marlena winked at her as if reading her mind, too.
"Your ass is pretty tasty on his prick, you know," Marlena informed Becca to her astonishment.
"Here, try it for yourself," I told Becca, who knelt next to Marlena and started sucking me as well.
"Oh, damn, I really am your whore, aren't I now?" Becca admitted aloud.
"Always, babe. None of my lovers are going to be discarded. I don't do that with those in my custody. All I ask in return is your loyal, obedient service to me and the Gods," I reassured Becca as I fucked her face some more.
"Gods?" Becca wondered openly.
