Ponytail Express
Chapter 15: Finals Week, part 1
Fred woke to the now common sounds of soft, female moans. Two women were sucking his cock. Keeping his eyes closed, he smelled them easily.
Alexandra and Niamh were tandem blowing his granite hard cock. Judging by feel, both length and girth had been added to his member. Fred never bothered measuring before, but he could tell he was noticeably bigger.
He was on his back, in a tangle of feminine flesh. Hair, arms, and legs, all in delicious contact with his own skin. Also mouths. He looked down at his women. The latin professor looked five years younger. People were going to assume she was pregnant, because she had that glow; they all did, even though Oni was currently the only one.
The ScSc shuffled the professor's DNA, improving her body. It made Fred wonder what would be Alexandra's destiny? Would she keep her membership in the harem? Beyond that, what about the other women? The ScSc was helping both Niamh and Mia recover from their ordeal with Mr. Terry. It worked to help them recover from injury; it changed all of them, including himself. What other things, good and bad, would it do to them in the coming weeks and months?
Given what he knew, he was going to add to the harem. The Ponytail Express. Hell, the softball team was probably going to become his harem by the end of the softball season. By the end of the week, his seed would fill the pussies of both the Boltzman twins and Iris Gibson. The need to impregnate Iris was almost primal. He remembered how incredibly healthy she smelled.
The scent had a lot of work to do with Niamh, but as a reclamation project, she was worth it. When her body finally reclaimed its pre-whore levels, and it would, she would be among the most beautiful women in the harem. And her ability to suck cock was unrivaled.
Deb and Mia lay on either side of him, their bodies close by their husband-to-be. Last night during the orgy, Mia's breasts started producing a milk-like substance that possessed orgasmic qualities, but also reinforced the power of the ScSc.
Deb was near-perfect before, but the ScSc had been working on her the longest. After last night's debauchery, Deb's pussy juices worked like a performance enhancer for sex. Every woman in the harem drank from the font of her sex, and the adoration in their eyes signaled what Fred suspected. Deb had her own ScSc.
Deb's pheromones worked mainly on women. Everything in theory worked for the betterment of the harem. His urges were moving toward spreading his seed by enlarging and strengthening his harem. He felt himself becoming more possessive of the women in the harem, some caveman shit. He wondered if he should tell Deb about this, or maybe she already knew. After last night, she was his, completely. He felt great about that.
But that wasn't all. Deb's hair was noticeably longer and had more volume. Fred guessed her hair grew close to six inches last night. Further, her nipples were distended, even asleep. Her body had a light sheen of sweat, even as she slept. Fred suspected that was part of the pheromones at work. She was fit, trim, and a sexual dynamo.
Mia's physical changes were similar, except she'd become a true milk maid. Her breasts had gained an entire letter size. She'd been at around a 38C and the largest endowed harem sister other than Alexandra. With milk production, she wondered if her breasts would grow to a D size. There was a slight swell of her breasts even now, with a rivulet of milk dripping from one of her distended nipples.
The redhead's features were softer, more feminine. Fred could tell there were fewer freckles dotting her skin. Her somewhat pale skin had noticeably softened. Her lips were fuller, and her long, thick mane of red hair had grown last night as well, somewhere between two and three inches. She just looked healthier. He suspected they all did.
"Fred," Mia muttered in her sleep, a slight smile on her face. "scorched earth."
God, he loved her. A woman he met Wednesday was going to be his fucking wife. One of three wives. Holy shit, he thought, not wanting to pinch himself for fear of waking up.
Which lead back to the incredible blowjob he was receiving. Working as a team, they coaxed a generous dollop of pre-cum from his cock, then shared it by kissing each other lightly on the lips. They were using a feather touch, so Fred could see strands of his pre-cum still connecting their beautiful lips.
It was incredibly erotic watching them. They were so focused, so intent. It was impressive. Fred wanted to fuck them both.
"Master awakens," Alexandra said, between delicate smacking noises her full lips made on Niamh's.
"It's neat how his cock wakes up before he does," she said, her melodious voice barely a whisper. Like her own skin, her voice was soft. One might think her delicate, but the hard fucking she enjoyed last night left no doubt she was made of sterner stuff.
It was early, a bit after 5am judging from the lack of light coming from the windows. Fred was hungry, thirsty, and had to pee. He also had a final today, and two more tomorrow. They needed to deposit the money they'd received from Rick into an account or two, or three.
That all could wait. For now, he was in the middle of a beautiful tangle of gorgeous women.
"I love you both, you know," Fred said, eyeing the Professor and Niamh.
They both stopped what they were doing long enough to respond.
"I love you, Master," Alexandra said, her voice reverent and lustful.
Not to be outdone, Niamh gave his cock a wet kiss before saying, "Fred, you're amazing. For everything you do, I love you. You're a fucking rockstar."
"More like cock star," Oni's silken voice joined in from Deb's side of the bed. Fred felt fortunate they hadn't broken it yet. "Just when I think I can't love him more, he ups his game."
"Every time he fucks you, it's better," Jessica said, adding to the conversation. "That's what happened to me."
"I wanna stay mad at you, Jessica," Oni said, "but you're a part of the harem, and a part of the Express. Even if you're a bit of an arrogant bitch."
Jessica scrunched her beautiful face. "Hey, why is it Deb is confident, but I'm arrogant?"
"I can field that one," Mia said, waking up. "As someone who isn't all that angry with you for scheming to bring down the team from the inside, arrogance works to diminish others to raise themselves up. Confident people inspire.
Fred kissed the redhead on the lips.
"I love you too, Fred," Mia said. Most of the time, morning breath would be bad. However, Fred could smell all their breath, and it didn't smell bad to him at all. It was all laced with the super scent, which might be what was changing them. Changing him.
"Scorched earth," Fred said, grinning.
"Good morning, everyone," Deb yawned.
"Holy shit, Mia, your hair looks incredible," Niamh said, her voice dripping with awe.
"Double holy shit, look at Deb," Oni marveled.
Deb's hair was its usual blond, but it was fuller, longer. Deb looked more gorgeous than usual. Mia was the same, but her red hair had gold highlights.
"If that's happening to all of us, I'm totally in," Jessica said, sounding envious.
"I like my hair short," Niamh added. "But they both look even more beautiful."
"Girls, we're missing the bigger picture," Mia said, waiting for everyone to settle down before she continued.
"Let's fuck."
Fred heard everyone laugh, but no one thought it was a joke. In seconds, Mia had mounted him.
"There is that cock I crave," the redhead admitted, sinking into her favorite cock. "That cock I love."
Deb straddled Fred's face, lowering her perfect pussy to his eager mouth.
Alexandra and Jessica each sucked one of Mia's nipples while she fucked her man. Thalina and Niamh each got a strap-on, Niamh taking Jessica and Thalina taking Alexandra from behind. Thalina and Niamh made out while they tandem fucked the Italian jump rope queen and the latin professor.
Oni stood on the bed, spread her legs over Deb's face, grinding her well-fucked pussy over her best friend turned lover, soon to be wife's face.
On the bottom of it all was Fred, wondering how the fuck this happened to him, never wanting it to end.
After the early morning's sexy-time, the harem went their separate ways. Most needed to attend Cantella Forks College as Monday was finals week. Before they went, there was one thing to settle.
The Express was still in the Suite except for Alexandra, who needed to get to her own home to get ready for her job. She didn't need to be at work for a few more hours yet. Six ladies and one guy were spread out over both rooms in the suite, taking showers, using the toilet, hair dryer, makeup, clothes, etc. The only thing that lacked in their morning hygiene, oddly, was any perfume or deodorant. All the women had given themselves over to the scent. It went both unsaid and unknown.
