PART 9: MANDALA
Polymorph perverse.
Exactly thirteen months from the day she had returned from the mountains, a Friday the thirteenth, after sending off the children with their security detail to spend the weekend with their grandmother, Sara Service was in the big kitchen chopping veggies for lunch's stir-fry, when Sexy Lexy's cheery voice came over the intercom: "Sara sweetie, come to the Master's bedroom, we need a helpful...mouth." There was an explosion of giggles.
When Sara opened the door of the Master's bedroom, her boss was standing naked next to his bed with his merciless rigid big prick engorged pointed in her direction.
Lexy and Darlene sat on the edge of the four poster canopied bed. Darlene was naked and had an arm over Lexy's shoulders, who was wearing a long mulberry silk kimono with a cherry blossom print that was parted slightly, showing cleveage. Lexy was fresh-faced, fetching, not wearing any make-up, or her habitual hoop ear rings. Her long, straight brown hair flowed down to her back side.
"A helping mouth?" Sara asked herself, gaping with wide-eyes at the shaft which had fucked her so often, so intensely, but not for way too long. The sight of It gave Sara a wide-on.
Del Toro bent down and cradled Lexy's face in his large hands and they started hungrily kissing. When they stopped lip-smacking, Lexy turned her face towards Darlene. Del Toro's wife and his concubine eagerly kissed.
Sara now noticed the other whore, Nubia the cow, standing on the other side of the bed, wearing a red long sleeve faux wrap gown with a plunging neckline and a daring front slit. The voluptuous cow was staring at the fat cock.
Between exchanging loud, lingering kisses with the Del Toros, Lexy gasped out, "El Jefe took me off the Pill two months ago." Lexy was now 23; it had been a little over a year since she'd given birth to Lance's son.
"He has to fuck another baby into me because it's the law," Lexy giggled and then started sucking Del Toro's pointed remarkable between her full lips.
"The law?" the man of the house slowly moaned caressing his concubine's head as she blew his clarinet. "The law? I am the law!" Darlene chortled, she was the only woman in the bedroom to get the reference to Stallone's Judge Dredd.
"Hey, don't Bogart my husband's dick you slut," growled Darlene at Lexy in mock-outrage. Lexy passed the baton to Mrs. Del Toro.
Looking impishly first at Nubia and then winking one of her long sweet Georgia brown eyes at Sara, Lexy announced, "The big guy agreed to my special request, that--we have--an orrrgy!" The concubine pat-pat-patted her hands together in glee.
Darlene pulled Lexy's kimono off her shoulders, unveiling the creamy white skinned young woman's small, pointy, saggy tits. The stretch marks had faded on her soft rounded belly. She sat on her big fine Latino masterpiece of ass.
Darlene pulled Sexy Lexy down on to the middle of the Byzantine Emperor-sized bed. Darlene spread open the concubine's legs, exposing her bare sex. Mrs. Del Toro lay on her stomach perpendicular to Lexy and began smooching her belly. Mr. Del Toro hunkered down between Lexy's legs and stroked her thighs with his strong hands.
With her eyes closed Lexy beckoned to Sara and Nubia with both her hands, "Ladies, don't let the ladies get lonely." Then she twirled her index fingers around each of her small hard nipples.
Not missing a beat Sara pulled off her tight pink TNA t-shirt and pulled down her white capri pants and scrambled on to the bed like an old time-y prospector for gold. Sara stroked Lexy fresh cheeks and told her, "You're so pretty." Looking deep in to each others' eyes the two friends tenderly pecked their lips and opened their mouths and made them bubbling cauldrons.
Sighing, Sexy Lexy pulled her tongue out of her friend's mouth and whispered in to Sara's ear: "Darlene's Pilates lessons got me in touch with my inner lezzy, but I was too shy to ask you to kiss me."
"But not too shy to rub one out in front of me!?" Sara burst out laughing and started to kiss Lexy's neck.
The Del Toros had spent the last three years sexploring the further reaches of Lexy's inner space, they knew what sweet spots to sexploit. Darlene gently opened Lexy's pussy with her long tapered fingers; Lance's tongue leapt once more in to the breach. The Del Toros' tongues tag teamed the torrid zone of the Dominican beauty.
Sara began intensely sucking Lexy's right nipple. (Sara had been with a few women before; in her clubbing days she sometimes let a lipstick lesbian take her home and let them make love to her; that time her boss had ordered his wife to...; and also...)
Nubia watched the growing feeding frenzy on the bed before her very intense big brown eyes and felt the odd woman out. She pulled the red gown over her head and slid off her black satin panties.
Nubia had given birth to her daughter two months after Lexy had her baby. Darlene's Maid of Dishonor's bra-less milk-filled melons were bigger then they were before the Patriarchy's enforcer had bred her. Her ass was thicc-er; her soft belly had stretch marks. She was a cow. A horny cow.
Nubia lay down on the bed and started to gently suckle the concubine's left nipple. Looking across Lexy's heaving chest Nubia saw that Sara's eyes were tightly closed in hot pleasure as she sucked tit. Nubia kept her eyes open and turned them towards the Del Toro's cunnilinguistics.
The tidal waves of pleasure crashing all up inside Lexy made her feel like one great big giant juicy clit. She loved being the center of so many attentions. She felt a part of some strange self-fucking starfish. So many tongues, so many mouths, so many hands.
"We're a sex monster," Lexy tittered; all their bodies pitched and rolled The chorus of mouth organs made beautiful music together. "Está muy chingón!" the concubine shrieked, made jazz hands on the mattress, putting her all in to putting out, driven mad beyond endurance by multiple tongues, cumming hard and fast as a pure hurricane!
Before Lexy could catch her breath, Del Toro lifted his red face from her pussy, straddled her pelvis, propped his hands on her hips and rammed his el pito deep and wide.
"Me la estoy pasando a toda madre! Well passed time for breeding slut!" Lance shouted in joy, plunging into Lexy's juicy pussy, his body rippling.
Lexy gasping at this sudden escalation, laughed gleefully, "Dirty little slut!"
Darlene, who was caressing the concupiscent concubine's bouncy belly, purred, "Dirty little slut."
Sara and Nubia stop sucking Lexy's tits just long enough to look at her and laugh in harmony: "Dirty little slut!"
Lexy looked deep in to the hot black pools of the eyes of the hard faced bald strong man more than twenty years older than her, the father of her child, ramming into her pussy like a piston and implored: "Fuck your baby into me! I'm a fucking criminal! Breed me Toro!'
Lance was in the grip of Lexy's passion, deep inside the gates of hot wet heaving heaven. He gazed upon the nakedness of his whores and his wife all sprawled across his concubine face down (Darlene was licking Lexy's clit as her husband pounded away): the delightful curves of their backs, Darlene and Nubia's matching star burst tramp stamps, the variety of their asses: thicc, perfect, sweet tush.
Lance pulled his wife by her raven tail feathers off Lexy's clit. Lexy pulled Nubia and Sara by their hair off her tits.
"Grab a pillow," Mr. Del Toro ordered the naked, panting maid. Sara grabbed the nearest pillow at hand near the headboard. Staying in Lexy, Lance effortlessly pulled up her bottom.
"Put the pillow under her booty." Sara followed her instructions.
Lance mounted Lexy missionary style, propped on his palms, kissing her full lips, sucking her tits. They slapped bellies. Lexy was the belle of the balling. She held on to back of the strong man's neck with one hand, their eyes locked.
"I/am/a/dir/ty/lit/tle/slut!"
Del Toro's hips sped up, rolling, thrusting his heavy loads of come as you are deep into this concubine's fertile, young, ovulating wet pussy. He grunted through clenched teeth, a red in the face bull, a vein bulging in the middle of his forehead like a bolt of lightning, cumming so hard it made sharp pains throb inside his skull. He completed his mission inside the concubine's womb.
Lance lay on top of Lexy, who stroked his feverish brow. "I'm going to give you another son; I can feel it deep inside my pussy." She beamed her winningest smile. They whispered sweet somethings to each other in Spanish.
The three other women sprawled on the bed had watched the climax of the play with mixed emotions. Sara was happy for her friend; Nubia was envious; Darlene was jealous.
Darlene needed someone to work out her frustrations on.
Darlene and Nubia were to the left of Lance and Lexy's entwined bodies. Darlene lifted her right hand at Nubia and curled her index finger like a caterpillar, in a gesture that unmistakably said: "Come/Here/Now." Nubia crawled the short distance to Mrs. Del Toro on her hands and knees.
Darlene sat up with her knees up, her long legs spread. She made the cow lean back on to Darlene flat chest. Nubia lolled the back of her head on Darlene's left shoulder. Darlene gently nibbled the curvy topsy-turvy woman's earlobes and hissed: "I'm going to cast a spell on your cunt bitch."
"Sara be a darling and bring me the magic wand in the Hello Kitty suitcase under the bed." Sara got off the bed and looked under it. There was a Hello Kitty suitcase and a small aluminum case underneath the bed but under the other side of it.
Sara quickly went around the bed, reached under it for the Hello Kitty suitcase, felt the sensation of aluminum on her skin before latching on to hard plastic. She pulled out the suitcase, opened it and saw a turquoise cordless "personal massager" Wand amidst Darlene's strap-ons (Lexy had told Sara stories about them).
Sara extracted the Wand from the case and handed it over to Mrs. Del Toro like a page presenting a mace to a medieval knight.
