Sorry this took so long! Computer issues, sloee pissues, then fricking writer's block on the last few paragraphs for months! To the point I started the next chapter before finishing this one, so with a little luck, it should be soom!
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When Mark got home, he was greeted by the sight of half of his harem moving bags through the door, and was quick to move to help them. Marie and Zania's possessions had apparently already been moved into Amy & Moni's apartment (now cluttering their living room, he discovered) and they were just finishing up with Fiona's possessions. Things would be somewhat crowded for the group for a few days, but there was definitely safety in numbers. The woman in question was absent, as was Zania -- Melissa was quick to explain.
"We have this, Master," his Asian lover breathed, after a deep, hungry kiss with her busty body pressed against him. "Our sisters are waiting for you in your apartment. Brianna and our daughter-sluts were inquiring about staying over the weekend -- I've told them a provisional yes. I'm hoping you can look over the shortlist of homes we found with us? Over dinner?" her fingers trailing circles on his chest as she continued, "At seven, once we're all settled and everyone is here? My apartment?"
She had chosen to wear a black denim top with a deep V all the way to the bottom, held together by a weave of ties, giving a tantalising view of her cleavage. Higher heels than he was used to seeing her in, and a flaring denim skirt that stops half-way down her gorgeous thighs.
He pulled her into an increasingly passionate kiss before answering, her eyes filling with lust, her expression filling with regret, her beautiful chest heaving with need. "That sounds perfect, my love." Mark replied. "I can't wait until we're all properly under the same roof. Are you sure, though?"
Melissa was very, very tempted to have him bend her over in the college girls apartment right then and there -- after all, she had stopped wearing any panties for that precise purpose - but for the big family she wanted, and the love she had for her sister-sluts, it was better he fucked her fertile sisters right now.
Besides, she had the meeting with the rest of her sisters to attend... so very reluctantly, she let him go. She'd jump his bones on Friday, with Julie -- her sister's fertility window was starting tomorrow, the lucky girl, and she'd taken the pills religiously, just like Amy. So, she nodded and gave him a warm smile, before darting in to peck his cheek.
"I am, lover," she replied, as Amy and Monique moved in. His busty bimbo pressing her body against his left, his sexy rape toy pressed against his right. The college girls were not wearing the stripper outfits they would wear inside -- obeying his commands not to flaunt themselves too much in public -- not to say they did not look gorgeous. Amy had a pink tank-top holding her large breasts barely in check, with a thigh high pleated skirt of a more subdued pink that stopped just above the knees of her luscious long legs.
With her breasts capturing his arm, pressing snugly around him, she quickly started kissing him. Pressing hot little kiss along his jaw before capturing his lips, playing her tongue against his for a long few seconds before passing him off to Monique.
Moni's hand had quickly slipped down to his already hard cock, trailing one manicured nail along the bulge in his pants: she was wearing a similar skirt to Amy in black, and given the summer heat, was wearing a much briefer crop-top to hide her gorgeous chest. The moment Amy had claimed her kisses, Monique claimed her own, hungrily devouring his lower lip, pressing herself tightly against him.
Marie watched her sisters take their turns kissing their owner, smiling in pure joy. Coming up behind their owner, the redhead pressed her chest against his back, kissing the nape of his neck, leaning in to softly whisper in his ear, "we love you."
As Monique's kiss regretfully left his lips, he was turned to his freckled kitten, taking in her attire- a white shirt that made it very clear she wasn't bothering with a bra was all he saw before she claimed her own hungry kisses, plastering her body against him as his other lovers watched on.
Marie always got horny when pressed against her owner. Just the touch of his body against her own filled her with arousal, soaking her needy little kitty. That was part of why she loved him so: she craved his presence, his touch, and wanted to wrap herself around him and never let go. So it was with great reluctance that she finally pulled her lips away from his, stepping back -- it took most of her willpower, and to direct her focus firmly on how much her beloved sisters were looking forward to his arrival.
Mark was painfully hard after the series of amorous, hungry kisses, but a push from Melissa sent him on his way. "You have a surprise waiting for you in your apartment, Master. We have this. We'll see you in two hours... enjoy yourself."
Nods from the rest of his beloved and he reluctantly headed up to his own apartment, the sounds of his bevy of beauties continuing to move their possessions fading into the background as he opened his door, to learn exactly what his surprise might be.
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Shortly after Master had left, the distribution of luggage between the various apartments was complete. Zania and Fiona's possessions were in Melissa's apartment, Marie's in Amy and Monique's: when not in bed with Mark, the plan was to crash in the relevant apartments until the move. The work done, the four of them curled up together, making plans with the group -- talking about the new recruits, with the goal of bringing the chosen ones into the fold by the weekend if possible. But really, that was just the prologue to their evening activities.
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