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Birthday Present Ch 09

Birthday Present Ch 09

by m_storyman_x
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Birthday Present CH 09

Authors note: All characters in this work that are involved in any sexual situation or actions are 18 years old or older.

Notice: this chapter contains a variety of sexual situations, including incest.

It was almost noon and I still hadn't gotten my lumber. Banging the yoga instructor one last time against her front window, had been an experience, made more so since Aphrodite hadn't messed with my brain and allowed me to be fully cognizant of what I was doing. I supposed that was so that I could see the image of the instructor being fucked in the middle of a field by some guy she had been hiking with. I wasn't sure even she realized how intensely public sex turned her on. I had an open invitation to return any time I wanted, though I wasn't sure I'd take her up on it anytime soon.

I got my list to the yard counter and soon it was paid for and I was headed to the yard to load my lumber. It was going to be a pretty good sized load, so as usual, I had a yard helper to help me load. They were usually college students working there for extra money. Today's was a slender young woman wearing the typical orange t-shirt. It only took me a few moments to realize how her nipples were poking the shirt out which, of course, made me think about sex, even though I was trying not to.

The two of us had loaded almost half of the forty two-by- fours I'd purchased, when I bumped into her as we turned opposite directions. It was only a brief contact, but the reaction was almost instantons. I could already feel the attraction she had to me, even before the bump, just from my thinking about her tits. I was easily twice her age, but that didn't seem to be stopping her from wanting me. She suddenly dropped the board she had been picking up, grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to the stairs leading up to the second floor stock area. We walked to a small alcove area where she released my hand and then pulled her shirt up to expose a pair of really sexy little B-cup tits. Her nipples were indeed rock hard, and her dark, oblong areola were puckered as if begging to be sucked on. I was still enjoying the sight of her college-aged boobs as she unfastened her jeans. She pushed them down to her knees before reaching for my crotch.

I could have objected, could have stopped her, probably should have stopped her, but the look on her face, the absolute desire in her eyes pushed all the right buttons, the buttons the every guy has. I let her undo my pants and push them down enough to pull me out. She used my dick as a handle, pulling me back toward a stack of boards. Without letting go of me, she sat on the end of the stack and used her free hand to push her jeans down to her ankles. She pulled me closer to her pussy as she leaned back, spreading her knees to give me access. She rubbed the tip of my head up and down her very wet lips, looking at me anxiously for a few moments before she decided that I wasn't going to say no. she smiled at me and guided my head to the entrance to her vagina. I pushed forward, my dick slipping into her hot, shaved pussy, feeling my cock stretch her as I slid slowly into her wetness. The disconnect I felt was almost immediate, and my head swirled slightly, as if I was falling, and then...

" Are you sure this is okay?" she asked the other four girls that were also stripping. "I mean, do we have any idea what they're going to do with us naked?"

"Don't worry," the petite Asian plege answered. "I heard one of the older girls tell someone that they'll parade us around the sorority house and back yard to make us think they're taking us somewhere else, and then they bring us back into the house. They just shave us and then fuck us with a dildo until we come."

"In front of everyone?" a little brunette asked.

"Pretty much. I guess all the girls have done it before, so if we want in..."

"I hope no one sees us outside," I said quietly.

"It'll be dark. Who could see?"

"The frat next door?" I said with some concern.

"I'm just going to do it," she redhead said just before one of the senior girls came in.

"Here you go. Blindfolds. When we come for you, you aren't allowed to talk or make any noise. If you want out of this, it you get too nervous or anything, you can raise both hands in the air and we'll stop."

"But if we do, we fail and we're not in, right?" the Asian girl asked.

She said to the Asian girl that had asked, "That's right. But you have to feel safe. So, that's the signal. Now, put your blindfolds on and let's see, Angie, since you asked, why don't you go first!"

I put my blindfold on and sat down on the padded bench. I didn't know in what order they were going to take us, so I decided to try and be patient. One by one the other girls were taken. I wasn't sure how long between, but I heard the grandfather clock upstairs chime, making me think about fifteen minutes each. "Your turn, Katy," I heard as the door opened again. I knew I was last, but I was determined to go with it. I let her lead me from the room, up some stairs, and then outside. The sound of the peepers and crickets gave it away. She led me around the yard a couple times and then back into the house. I carefully walked back down the stairs, tentatively taking each step until I'd made it back to the basement. I didn't know what room we were in, but there were plenty to pick from.

"On the table," I was told by another older girl. They helped me onto the table and then two of them took my legs and lifted them. They spread my legs wide apart, completely exposing me to whoever was going to shave me. The buzz of the shaver actually calmed me a bit, knowing now that what Angie had said was true. I patiently lay there as my blonde curls were cut off and the shaver trimmed me down almost to bare skin. I'd thought they were done until I felt cool cream applied to my mound.

I'd never been shaved before, but it didn't take long to realize that whoever was doing the shaving was also trying her best to tease me. She stroked my clit and lips, and even pushed her finger into my pussy a few times as she worked. They were extremely careful not to nick me, which made me happy. She worked methodically, doing my mound first and then my outer lips. She stuck a finger into me and grasped my inner labia to stretch it out and keep it out of the way as she worked the razer over and around my outer lips. I heard the razor clink into a bowl, and then felt a towel wipe the excess soap from me.

I steeled myself for what was next. I'd played with myself enough times, but I'd never used a dildo before, let alone in front of a bunch of other girls. I waited and jumped in surprise as my pussy was touched with a pair of lips, not a dildo. Maybe Angie had it wrong. Maybe they didn't use a dildo. I lay there, feeling the girl lick and tease my now-smooth lips, working her tongue deeper between my engorged lips until she found my clit. I knew I wasn't supposed to make any noise, but I couldn't help a gasp and moan as she teased my clit with her tongue. Up and down she teased with her tongue, eventually sliding a finger and then a second into me, fucking me with her fingers while attacking my clit at the same time. She was damn good and soon had me writhing on the table at her attentions. I could feel the heat inside me and the tingle racing from my clit all the way to my nipples. Just when I didn't think I could take any more, I felt a mouth on one of my nipples, and then another.

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I couldn't hold myself still as they stimulated every place they could think of, clearly trying to give me a massive orgasm. I knew it was coming, too. I could feel it building. I wanted to shout out that I was going to come, but all I could do was moan. The sensation, the tingle, the need to climax overwhelmed me, but they didn't stop. My body began to shake and tremble while I did my best to be silent. I suddenly felt the urge to pee. Not a little but a

lot

! I wanted to warn them, but I didn't want to fail. I did my best to hold it until I couldn't. I couldn't help but arch my back as the gates burst and I peed a stream out into the air. I wanted to apologize, but my body wasn't done yet. The girls kept assaulting my clit and nipples until I'd peed a second and third time, leaving me lying on the table gasping. I'd come, so that meant I passed, right?

The face and fingers pulled from me as did the two mouths from my tits. I felt something touch my sopping wet pussy lips. It was soft and hard at the same time, and oh-so warm. If this was a dildo, it had to be something special. It slid into my already soaking wet pussy easily, sliding all the way in until the head pressed to the end of my vagina. But this dildo was warm and firm, unlike anything I'd expected. It started to stroke in and out, and that's when I realized it wasn't a dildo at all. It was a real dick.

I reached up and pulled off my blindfold. I couldn't see for the brightness. I shaded my eyes and squinted to try and see who was fucking me. I didn't want to fail, but I also hadn't been planning on being fucked. When I could start to see, I noticed a lot of things out of place. The first being that there were a half dozen girls around me, but beyond that there had to be at least twenty or more guys watching, staring, ogling my nude body. The groan near my raised legs brought my attention back there. The face was anything but a stranger's. I'd known that face my whole life. It was the face of my twin brother. He was plunging his cock in and out of me with abandon, his face covered with glistening juices, even his hair was wet, as was the black blindfold he had on. I suddenly realized he had no more idea who he was fucking than I had moments before.

This had to be some kind of cruel joke. Who would make a brother and sister have sex? Did they know and do it on purpose, or was this some kind of cruel coincidence? He held my legs and thrust into me over and over, my body responding even though my mind said it shouldn't. He had a surprisingly nice feeling cock. Big, but not too big, hard with a good sized mushroom head that was stroking my insides perfectly. I could feel the crown of his head slipping over the little bundle of nerves just behind my pelvis bone. I knew I was going to come again. I knew because I knew exactly how to make myself climax with my fingers, and he was doing just exactly the same thing with his cock. I knew I was going to come for my brother, and I wasn't sure if I should be embarrassed or angry.

I held my tongue as he continued stroking in and out, knowing it was too late to do anything about it. That didn't mean that I wasn't going to give him hell for it later. I felt my climax growing, the tingle and warmth and need racing higher and higher. I was about to climax again, this time around my own brother's dick when I realized that this could be so much worse, and if I wasn't careful, it would be!

"OH FUCK!" I gasped out as my whole body shook. He continued to plunge in and out as fast as he could. I could tell he was about to come too. I hoped he wouldn't come inside me. Part of me sorta wanted to feel it, that was the part of me that was so turned on mid-orgasm that I couldn't care who it was. Part of me wanted to scream for him to stop, instead I lay there, shaking and trembling, gasping silently for breath as his cock swelled inside me. Thankfully he pulled out moments before he came. His dick shot long strands of white cum all over my freshly-shaved mound and pussy. But that wasn't all. The girls around me moved aside and the guys stepped forward, all of them without pants on, jacking their dicks frantically. One by one, they began to come, squirting their cum on my body. I lay there and took it, knowing if I objected that I'd fail. I wondered if the other girls got this treatment, or if it was special for me since I was the last. It took easily five minutes before the last one came on my tits. By then, my brother had taken his blindfold off and was staring at me incredulously. Not only at his own part in the sordid affair, but because I just lay there and let the boys cum all over my body and face, and two of them even in my mouth.

Sharie helped me off the table and then led me, still naked, with cum dripping off my body, up the stairs and outside. She led me across the back yard of both houses and then back down to the basement room in the sorority house we'd started in, then announced that we'd all passed. All four of the other girls had dried cum all over their bodies as well as the inside of their thighs, so it looked to me like they'd all gotten the same treatment, with one exception. My brother hadn't cum inside me, so that pretty much clinched it. They'd known and told him not to.

I shook my head and looked down at the girl in front of me, lying on the boards, looking up at me with confusion in her eyes. I had the feeling she expected to see her brother between her legs, but instead it was me, my shrinking cock still inside her where I had unloaded into her. She shook her head and pushed me back, slid off the pile of lumber to kneel in front of me. I thought she was going to be angry, but surprisingly, she quickly licked and sucked the remaining cum from my dick. I was still breathing hard when she stood up and starting to fix her clothing. We didn't say a word to each other as we made the way back down to finish loading the trailer. I checked my watch and was surprised to see that only a very few minutes had elapsed, not the hour or more that the initiation had taken.

---o---

"What took so long? I expected you hours ago," Lydia asked as I walked into the house half an hour later.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Try me."

I stopped and looked at her. "Alright. I was suddenly driven to pull into a strip mall and walk into a Hot Yoga studio."

"Hot Yoga? You don't do Yoga and you hate being all sweaty."

"Yeah, true. But it was an all-women's class."

"Uh oh."

"Uh huh. Before long the instructor had the whole class nude, doing their positions. I guess you can figure what happened.

"I bet I can."

"I learned something, though. Aphrodite had her own plans. Turns out that she can make an acolyte just by sharing the DNA of an acolyte or priest and then having her keep having sex."

"Oh really? And how do you know that?"

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"I made a few today, and one of 'em, the instructor, apparently has a really strong mental connection to Aphrodite, so she could talk to me through her. Told me a lot of things, including how she can make more acolytes. I noticed something else: I've been getting little flashes of images from the women I'm having sex with. Have you noticed that too?"

"I...I kept getting these images in my head. I didn't know where they were coming from."

"She's getting stronger. She's been doing it: giving us those glimpses. N ow that she's stronger, she can do more than that. She's started giving me whole events, like one woman's first time and another getting done by her brother at a sorority initiation. I'm seeing the whole thing through their eyes. It's as if I'm them. Feeling what they're feeling, but..."

"Holy shit," she whispered, interrupting me. "That has to be unnerving."

"More than a little, but it's happening so fast, in only a few minutes or seconds, just before I climax. I mean, I can feel myself stroking into her, enjoying how it feels, feel myself getting closer and then BAM! I'm suddenly a different person, and I know all the things she knows about it. Where, why, who, all that. When we both come it's super intense because we're both feeling the same climax."

"So, what happens now? I mean, is that what she has in store for me, now? Feeling how it is for a guy to come?"

"I asked her that, since she can make all the acolytes she wants without me now, maybe she'd be willing to let me go. Unfortunately she seems that she thinks I'm fun. She wants to play with me like some toy. God knows what she thinks is playing, but it doesn't bode well."

"Good lord. A toy? If things weren't bad enough."

"Yeah, you're telling me."

---o---

I stayed home Sunday to work on the shed, so when Monday came I went back to work with a certain amount of trepidation. I still didn't know what Aphrodite meant by "having fun with me." I'd barely gotten into my office chair when Rachel walked into my office wearing nothing but a smile and a pair of high heels. I barely reacted. I guess I was getting used to seeing women naked in my office.

"You like my new office attire?" she asked as she approached my desk, her little B-cup boobs bouncing lightly. "We had a little vote on the phone yesterday. None of us are wearing anything to cover our titties or our coochies today. Should make for an interesting day."

"I would say it would." I answered, wondering if this was Aphrodite's idea of fun.

"So, since it's gonna be a fun day, how about you be my first? I'm planning on getting it at least half a dozen times, maybe more."

"And you want me to be first of the day?" I asked as she stepped around my desk, pushed my chair back. She leaned down and reached for my pants. I didn't figure there was any point in arguing, so I let her undo my pants. I stood to let her pull them down to expose my dick, which was hard as a rock. Let's face it, she was twenty years younger than me and had a sexy body with a completely shaved pussy that was so wet with excitement that I could smell her all the way across the room when she walked in, why wouldn't I want to fuck her?

She pushed me back onto my chair and then climbed onto it with me, facing me, the arms of the chair holding her up by her thighs. She used the back of my chair to lever herself up, lifting her butt high enough to work my rigid pole upright. I felt her wet lips touch my engorged cock's head and then felt her slip slowly down my shaft. "Oh yes. For some reason your cock feels the best of any. Except maybe Joey's."

"Who's Joey?" I asked as she levered herself up and down to slide on and off my shaft.

"Joey? He's..."

I had that sudden swirling feeling in my head and then I stood in the bathroom and stared at the suddenly open door. Joey seemed to fill the whole doorway. I hadn't known him for long, only a few months. Dale invited him over to get to know him and his wife better. It was something he did to all his new hires. Joey was black as the night, his wife not much lighter, and he was big. He towered at least six inches taller than Dale and was at least thirty pounds heavier, but it was all muscle, and his bare chest and legs showed it. He worked out regularly, and was probably able to pump at least three-hundred pounds.

"OH SHIT!! I'm so sorry. I didn't realize anyone was in here," he said from the doorway, making no move to step in or back out. He was just staring at me like a hungry lion about to pounce on its hapless prey.

"No problem," I answered nervously, my shorts and panties around my ankles. I looked at him, wondering what he was going to do. Neither of us seemed able to move anything but our eyes. I blushed slightly at the thought of what he was looking at. Standing there, staring at each other, I did something I never thought I'd do. Dale hadn't been attentive in that way in way too many weeks. I wondered if he had been cheating on me, but I had no way to know for sure. My hands were shaking as I made a decision I hoped I wouldn't regret later. I pulled up the hem of my t-shirt, sliding it up and off, then dropped it on the counter next to me. My tits weren't big, not nearly big enough to require a bra for support, so when I pulled my shirt off, there was nothing to cover me above my ankles.

His eyes widened, not that I was super model beautiful, but out of surprise. Maybe he didn't expect me to do that, or maybe he was anticipating some kind of resistance. But I only stood in front of the toilet and waited, waited for him to make a decision, come in, or step back out. My heart was pounding in my chest as he looked me up and down. I only had one more move to make, and I made it. I slipped my sandals off, stepped out of my shorts and panties, then turned my back to the sink counter. I lifted myself onto the counter and leaned backward until my back was against the cool glass mirror. I lifted and spread my legs, showing off my shaved pussy. I reached between my legs and stroked myself, letting him watch, trying to make him horny. I knew it was working; the bulge in his pants was growing, and it was

big

!

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