Transformations: Sinful Suburbia Ch. 4
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Tyler was sore. Even though Stacie would revive him after each cum with the delicious milk from her breasts, the human body simply wasn't meant to cum that many times.
So, when Emily gently removed her finger from his ass and climbed on top of him, kissing her way up his stomach and chest, he was relieved.
He put his arm around her and held her.
Stacie stroked his hair. "This is what we are, Tyler."
He smiled up at her. "Why me? Why do this for me?"
"She chose you. I've been... well, I haven't treated her as well as I should." She kissed his cheek. "And, I have this innate need to corrupt and pervert the innocent."
Tyler laughed. "I'm not going to complain about that. But, I'm still not sure what you did to Emily is right."
She shook her head. "No. It's not right. But, it is... spectacular, isn't it?"
He looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms.
She smiled at him, the brilliant green eyes sparkling.
Stacie's nipple touched his lips.
He kissed it. "No. I can't. I need a long nap."
Stacie stroked his cheek. "She needs to cum."
He looked down at Emily. She had a shy, hopeful expression on her face.
What was he thinking?! He had eagerly let them make love to him for hours while he did nothing for her.
He pulled Emily up, kissing her face.
Stacie stroked both of their faces as they kissed.
Then she pushed her breasts against their cheeks.
Emily raised her head and smiled.
Together, they each latched onto Stacie's nipples and nursed.
Stacie cooed and moaned as they drank.
Tyler went rock hard again, his erection pressed against Emily's stomach.
Then she sat up. She hooked a finger at Tyler.
He sat up with her and together they slipped off the table.
"Where are you two going?" Stacie asked.
They each took one of her hands.
"Emily isn't the only one who needs to cum," Tyler said.
They pulled her toward the operating table.
"Oh, my goodness," Stacie laughed as they lay her on the table with her legs spread. "You dear, sweet things," Stacie moaned.
Emily smiled as they knelt between Stacie's thighs.
Emily kissed her way along the inside of Stacie's left thigh.
Tyler kissed his way along the right, tasting her warm, salty flesh.
Stacie was breathing hard, her flat abs rising and falling rapidly.
Emily giggled as she and Tyler met in the middle. She kissed Stacie's clit.
Tyler tongued Stacie's ass gently.
The MILF's body was trembling.
Tyler and Emily worked together, kissing and tonguing her pussy, her ass.
One would leave her clit, only to be replaced by the other.
And, in between, they would kiss, tasting Stacie's juices on each other's lips.
Three people, taking turns, with two pleasing one, and then rotating. That was how this worked. You could spend weeks like this, Tyler realized. Taking turns making one person the focus of all your passion, all your love.
Stacie screamed as she came, her pussy overflowing, her hands in their hair.
Emily smiled at him as Stacie convulsed on the table.
Emily mouthed the words, "I love you."
"I love you too," he whispered.
***
"Too big!" Margaret moaned as Levi's big cock pushed against her anus.
"You're taking this, Margaret. Stacie told me that if you crawled to me on your hands and knees, I could do anything I wanted to you. And, I want your ass."
"Oh, God," Margaret sobbed. She arched her back as her sphincter struggled to accept the huge cock. They were still spooning, his cum dripping steadily from her well fucked pussy.
Though his words were harsh, he was still careful with her. Yes, he was intent on assfucking her, but he was not purposely trying to hurt her.
He was simply taking what was his.
And, that thought set her on fire with lust.
Owned. He owned her, at least for tonight. In the morning, she would be Stacie's property. But, tonight? She was her stepson's slave.
She came a little thinking about that, her cunt muscles vibrating.
She stared at the rings on her finger. They meant nothing. Marriage meant nothing, Abe meant nothing.
She was a slave. She was a whore.
And, she was beginning to like it!
Margaret felt her body finally relax, her hole opening for her Master's cock.
He slid slowly, agonizingly, inside her.
"You're doing it!" She whispered. "Levi, you're fucking my ass! Oh, God, my stepson is fucking my ass!"
He laughed cruelly and he slid inside her faster.
So long! It felt like it was in her throat, but still more slid inside her.
"Fuck... Unnh, fuck," she whispered as he rolled her onto her stomach.
He went balls deep in her ass.
"Oh, my God!" She said, and he pushed her face into the sheets.
"Shh," he laughed. "You want to wake him up?"
"D... Don't care... don't care about anything anymore," she mumbled. "Just fuck me. Make me your bitch."
Levi pulled back and then pushed inside.
"Fuck! Oh, fuck, Levi."
He began fucking her.
She was impaled on him, attached to him.
Margaret began to laugh as her stepson used her. This wasn't for her - it was for him! He was taking her ass, masturbating into her.
She raised her ass to meet his strokes.
He bottomed out inside her and she felt his cock throbbing, filling her with his seed.
Margaret laughed softly as his balls drained into her.
***
Tyler walked upstairs holding Stacie with his left arm and Emily with his right.
They were naked - there was no need for clothes here.
Inside Stacie's bedroom, they fell together on her bed.
Stacie kissed Emily gently. "Let him."
Emily looked frightened. "I'm ready for him to fuck me," she whispered.
"Let him."
"Mistress, please, what if I..."
Stacie put her hands on Emily's shoulders. "You won't." She turned and looked at Tyler. "You want to lick Emily's pussy, don't you?"
"Yes!" Tyler pulled Emily on top of him.
"Wait!" Emily said. "You can... kiss my clit. But, don't suck it. Okay?"
He smiled at her. "Why?"
She shook her head. "Please? Just don't suck it."
"Okay, I won't," he whispered.
She slid her crotch up his body.
Tyler smiled at her pink, hairless pussy with the delicate, wet lips and the thick clit.
He kissed her pussy, tasting her juices.
She settled on his face, arching her back and moaning as his tongue snaked inside her wet pussy. "Tyler, just like that."
She rocked gently, riding his lips and tongue.
A mouth on his cock - Stacie was sucking him while he made love to Emily with his mouth.
Stacie's throat was magic, swallowing him to the balls on each stroke.
Emily's honey flowed into his mouth as she moaned above him.
He licked her clit, taking care not to suck.
She cried out above him. "Just... lick... don't..."
He flicked her clit with his tongue, up and down, left and right.
"Like that! God, like that! Tyler!"
She came, her little pussy spasming and squeezing his tongue.
He licked her clit faster.
She lifted off him, and then her lips were on his, kissing him deep as she lay down on top of him.
He felt Stacie's hand on his cock, maneuvering him.
His cock slid against Emily's pussy.
And, then he was inside her.
She sank down, engulfing him as she continued to kiss him.
He reached down and found her ass, pulling her tighter against him.
It felt so good to be inside her! Warm and tight and wet.
Emily began to move her hips in slow circles, grinding against him.
She arched her back, breasts thrust forward, and he raised up, kissing her nipples.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him with her pouting lips.
He sucked her left nipple and the Ambrosia flowed.
Her Ambrosia was lighter and sweeter, but the effect was the same. He was even harder, his cock like iron inside her as she made love to him.
Stacie lay down on her side facing him. She smiled as she watched them, her fingers trailing down to her pussy.
Earlier, he had realized that this strange relationship was two people making one the center of attention, now it was two people becoming one as the remaining person enjoyed watching.
Emily whimpered and pressed herself against him.
Her body went stiff, the grinding stopped.
When he felt her orgasm bloom, he pulled her tighter against him, joining Emily as he poured cum into her.
"Magic," Stacie whispered.
She snuggled close to them, and the three of them fell asleep together.
***
It was after midnight as Margaret stumbled out of Levi's room.
Her body was wet with their combined sweat and juices.
She walked naked to the room she shared with Abe.
Margaret stood in the moonlight looking at her sleeping husband.
Her stepson's cum dripped from her pussy, from her ass.
Her body was finally sated. Her libido finally held at bay.
She had thought that would lead to regret.
It didn't.
Margaret felt alive.
Levi was different. She was different. Everything had changed in the course of a couple of days. She had gone from Levi's stepmother to his sex slave in an instant.
And, now, staring at her husband, the man she had taken from his wife a decade before, meant nothing to her. She knew instinctively that this was from what Stacie had done to her.
Margaret also knew it didn't matter. She was like Stacie and Levi. She was going to be one of them soon.
She walked into the bathroom to shower - not to erase the evidence of her sin. She only wanted to be clean and ready to sin again.
