Family Master Ch 25 28

Chapter 25

After leaving the shop, Nathan offered Steven to stay another night, with Ericka eagerly agreeing and begging as well. Steven knew the reason they were asking. He was still weary of having a threesome with another man in the mix. But he also considered that he might be joining a sex club soon, and it didn't seem like something that could be avoided. He'd seen porn with MMF threesomes, where the men stayed away from each other, which Steven thought he could do. The issue was that he didn't know what the bi-sexual Nathan expected. Steven figured it'd be better to do it now in semi-private before his family was involved.

When they returned to Nathan's apartment, it became very normal. Ericka stayed dressed but still made dinner by herself. Then she ate with them, again dressed, not even wearing a collar. For something so normal, it felt weird. After dinner, they sat around the bar, having a drink and talking some more until suddenly, there was a tangible change in the mood.

"Okay. We're doing this!" Ericka said forcefully.

Steven looked at Nathan with a raised eyebrow. Trying to convey, 'Isn't she a sub?' Nathan just gave a smirk back that Steven couldn't decode. Ericka grabbed both of their hands and dragged them down the hall. Reminding Steven of Ericka's own words, 'A slave doesn't go in front of their master'.

They were led into the bedroom, and Steven and Nathan were sat near each other on the bed. She then took a step away and removed her tank top, exposing a lacy black bra. Then she removed her trendy jeans, revealing a lacy g-string. She then reached her hand out to Steven. When he took it, she pulled him up and kissed him. Then, she slowly and sensually removed his clothes, kissing where new skin was revealed.

Once he was naked, she returned him to the bed and moved to Nathan, repeating the same process. It was slow, passionate, and romantic. Steven almost felt like he was intruding on their interplay. After one final long kiss, Ericka returned Nathan to the bed as well.

She then knelt to her knees and lowered her forehead onto Steven's foot. "Thank you, Master, for your guidance and your gifts," she said reverently. She then kissed his foot, then again and again, slowly and deeply. She then moved over to Nathan and repeated the ritual. There was an otherwordly energy to the act. Steven felt like he was being worshipped like he was more than a man. The submissiveness nearly instantly raised his dick, almost ruining the solemn moment. But when Ericka rose again to her knees, she smiled at his reaction. "Lie on the bed, please," she said.

Steven and Nathan moved to lie down while Ericka removed the last of her clothes as she smiled down at the men. She crawled across the bed and immediately took Steven's cock into her mouth while also using her hand on her husband. She ran her tongue up and down his cock; licking it like it was a lollipop.

Up and down his cock she slid, she didn't leave any section untouched by her tongue. She took his throbbing member into her mouth to the hilt. She moaned around his cock. All he could do was smile and sigh. As she assaulted him with her tongue, she also used her hand to increase his pleasure, twisting and turning. She hummed slightly every time she was at the hilt and quickly licked his head. She varied her pace and technique. Round and round, up and down, he sighed in pleasure, encouraging her. And then she suddenly moved her mouth over to her husband, leaving only her hand slowly stroking him.

Steven watched as Ericka worked her husband's cock right next to him. After a few minutes, she ended his blowjob and crawled up to Steven, straddling his lap, rubbing her pussy along his member several times. She leaned forward and placed a hand on his chest, holding herself up over him. Down below, the other hand lifted up his cock and placed it at her wet entrance.

She lowered, and he pushed. Together, they gasped at the sensations of their bodies coming together. Wet pussy welcomed warm cock in a tight embrace of pleasure for both of them. Steven's hands roamed upon her body. Sliding up and over thighs, her waist, up to her wonderful peaks, and beyond to her neck and face. He pulled her down and kissed her for all he was worth.

Breaking the kiss, she pushed back and settled her hips back onto his own. The cock within her twitched and settled just a little deeper. From there, she placed both hands on his chest and steadied herself. Stomach forward, hips forward, ass up, and Ericka ground her clit into his pelvis. Then she ground back and pushed the cock further into her depths. She ground like that, back and forward. She then raised her hips and brought them back down with a slap. Her firm ass reverberated with a loud noise.

She then lay down on his chest, kissed him again, and pulled them together onto their sides. As she lifted her leg, Steven took over the pace and pounded into her. Then, he felt and saw Nathan moving up behind his wife, and he felt a hand and more exploring between Ericka's legs. Steven thought of saying that he wasn't okay with it, but if Nathan wanted to grab him fully, he could have, so it likely wasn't his intent, and he let it go.

Then Nathan grabbed her hips and thrust quickly and hard into her ass. Ericka screamed in pleasure as Steven felt the pressure and shape of Nathan through Ericka's insides. She leaned into Steven's chest and screamed, "Yes, Masters! Fuck me hard! My men are so deep!" Steven really gave it to her as she asked, thrusting forward again and again.

They quickly set a rhythm, taking turns plunging their cocks in and out of the woman between them. She seemed to be enjoying herself, her body writhing between them. Ericka encouraged them to keep fucking her, telling them repeatedly how great it felt. Steven gave in to the encouragement and increased his pace with frantic thrust while Nathan maintained a slow, steady rhythm.

"Please! May I cum!?" Ericka yelled. Steven wanted to agree; he loved watching women cum from his efforts, but this was Nathan's home, so he let him answer.

"No," Nathan said simply. Ericka whimpered and squeaked, trying to hold off the pleasure.

Steven moved his hand down and rubbed at her clit; trying to make it more difficult for her.

"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no!" She moaned with every thrust. "Please, Master!"

"No," Nathan said again.

Steven tried to see if he could hold out and force Ericka to cum against Nathan's wishes, but it was getting harder as he continued to thrust again and again until he couldn't hold out any longer, and he came with a loud moan.

Nathan must have been waiting for this because as soon as it happened, he whispered to her, "Cum for me, Pet."

She screamed and came harder than any time Steven had felt so far. Her pussy clamped down on Steven's cock as he felt Nathan continue to fuck her ass. He and Ericka seemed to melt from the orgasmic bliss, while Nathan just kept on using her.

Steven just left his slowly deflating penis where it was as Ericka started to breathe deeper and moan again, building up to another orgasm. After about thirty seconds, Steven rolled away from the couple and just continued to watch Nathan fuck her ass. He kept his pace steady while Ericka began to moan and squeal with pleasure again. Not long after that, Nathan came with a single, simple grunt, and mere seconds later, Ericka came again with another scream.

As soon as Nathan relaxed and pulled out of her, Ericka flipped around and began to clean Nathan up with her mouth without direction. Steven got up from the bed and headed out toward the bathroom without saying a word. Nathan watched him leave, an unreadable expression on his face. He stepped into the shower and began to wash, and like earlier in the morning, he heard the door open again. He opened his eyes and saw both Ericka and Nathan entering into the shower.

Ericka came up to him and gave his neck a long kiss. At the same time, Nathan rubbed his back in a way that could be either reassuring or romantic. Steven didn't know how he felt about any touch from a naked man in the shower, but he also didn't stop it or even mention it. Steven, in order to reassert his masculinity, spun around and gave Ericka a deep kiss on the lip while roughly grabbing her breasts. The rest of the shower took place in silence, and there was little sexual touches.

After the shower, they went to bed. Once again, Ericka was in the middle, a buffer between Steven and Nathan, but they both cuddled up to her.

Chapter 26

Sandy sat on the couch with restless energy, watching but not paying attention to daytime television. She was wearing just a thong and tank top, slowly rubbing her pussy. Both her parents were at work, Steven was still in the city, and even Abby had plans that day, leaving her alone. She was bored, which was weird. She'd been alone dozens of times over the Summer, but now things felt different; being alone was different. She wanted to fuck someone...

That thought shocked Sandy. It'd only been a few days since she'd lost her virginity, but now sex had become so important. Before Saturday, she'd masturbated regularly, according to the internet, more than the average 18-year-old girl, but it wasn't the all-encompassing compulsion that the desire for sex was now. She seemed a wholly different person than before the weekend.

That thought made her think, 'Duh, she was a sex slave now'. Even thinking of the term 'sex slave' made her quiver and moan. How could she change so much and so quickly? Was this the life she wanted for the rest of her life? It scared her for a second until she realized it was not some magical contract; she could end it with either or both of her Masters at any time. And then the thought of ending it gave her a flash of fear. She was just so shocked at how much she enjoyed this.

A few things bugged her, though; the licking of urine, of going ass-to-mouth, of being told to do other's chores, of being required to ask permission for normal things. But why had she not used a safe word for any of this? Did she actually want the whole thing? Did the fact that she did things that she didn't want to do make her more submissive and, therefore, get more from the experience? It was so weird! How could she 'know' beyond any doubt that she wanted this yet be unable to explain to herself why?

As she rubbed her pussy with more force, she reached the edge of an orgasm. Then she stopped herself. Nobody but her would know she'd done it, but she still stopped. And while the stopping frustrated her physically, the act of stopping gave her a bolt of joy mentally. 'It felt so good to obey'!

Sandy must have dozed off because the next thing she knew, she heard the front door close. She opened her eyes and saw Steven standing there. She jumped up with a squeal and flung her 100 pounds into her brother, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as she gave him a deep kiss, tongue exploring his mouth. She didn't even care if she was supposed to be in 'sister mode', as his hands took hold of her ass and squeezed. "Oh! I missed you, Master!"

Steven walked them over to the sofa and fell together with him over the top of her as they continued to make out. "I missed your tight ass, slut!" Steven said, sending a thrill through Sandy's body.

His kiss was strong but smooth as his tongue darted in and made love to her mouth. His strong hand crept up her side, causing jolts of electricity throughout her body. He cupped her breast and kneaded it, teasing her ever-hardening nipple. She moaned and reached down to grab his ass and pull him closer. He ground his pelvis against hers; she wanted him so badly.

Sandy pulled off her shirt, exposing my bra-less tits. Steven began sucking and licking her hard nipples. Her pussy was throbbing. She needed to be filled. She reached for him, but he held her back. He pulled her throng down over her tanned legs. He lightly kissed all around her white tan line, then began sucking and licking her clit.

"I want your cock," she whispered. "I want you," she said, not caring about anything else. "I want you inside of me. Please fuck me now."

He stood and removed his clothes quickly. He lay back down on top of her, and she guided him in. The first stroke was a little tight, but then he was filling her pussy. Each pump hit her clit, filled her walls, and sent her reeling in pleasure. She reached around and dug her nails into his back as he continued to thrust and grind into her pussy.

"Harder," she whispered. He jammed into her so hard she felt it in her stomach. He continued like this as little beads of sweat dropped onto her lips. Every part of him tasted so good. Every stroke sent her to heaven, and soon she was cumming, clawing at him, and screaming. Her orgasm shocked her body. She felt him pull out and could feel the hot stream of jizz land on her tits.

He flopped down on top of her, exhausted. He brushed a stray piece of hair out of her eyes and kissed her sweetly on the forehead. They lay together, foreheads touching, staring into each other's eyes. Then they both heard the front door open again, and their father walked in. Then, he froze in shock at what he was seeing.

"Hi, Dad!" Steven said cheerfully.

"Hi, uh, sir... Mas... Um, Steven." Dad hadn't been here Monday when the few rules were set. But, even if he was, the situation before him didn't fit into a nice little box.

Steven sat up and moved Sandy, so they sat next to each other on the couch. "Come clean this up," Steven said to their father.

Their dad shut the front door, set down his briefcase, and moved over to the twins. He then stood an equal distance between his two children, looking down at Sandy's chest and Steven's cock.

Sandy noticed Steven didn't say what to clean up or how. She wondered if Steven wanted their father to suck his cock. Or did he want to know what he'd do of his own accord? Did he want to see if their dad would just go grab a towel?

Slave Aaron moved to Sandy, leaned down, and began to lick up the mess. Starting around her nipples, across her chest, then down her stomach, and finally, several passes over the cunt. He was quick and almost clinical as he made sure to get every last drop. He then moved over the Master Steven and took his cock into his mouth, sucking and licking it clean. Sandy watched as her father worked much more diligently on Steven than herself. Wondering if it was because Steven was a man or because he was his Master.

"Good boy," Steven said as their father moved away from him, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Steven then stood up and started to dress again, handing Sandy her clothes to do the same. Once they were dressed, he sat back down like nothing happened as their father continued to kneel in front of them. Steven looked at him for a bit, seemingly waiting for something, before saying, "Act normally, please."

Slave Aaron looked embarrassed but got up, sat on the other couch, and tried to have a normal conversation about their days and Steven's trip to Nathan's.

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Steven's day had been interesting so far. He woke late in the morning, alone in bed. He walked out to the main room and found Ericka naked and cleaning. Nathan had left early for an unknown reason. When she saw him, she skipped over and kissed him. Then she made him breakfast, served him, and gave him another blowjob under the table. They then showered together, with more kissing and groping. Then Ericka convinced Steven to spend some time with her, and she somehow got him to accompany her shopping. Everything but the lingerie store was boring.

Finally, despite Ericka's begging, he was able to get away and head home. Once he walked into the house, he saw Sandy, half-naked, napping on the couch. He tried to be quiet when he shut the door, but she immediately woke, saw him, and launched herself at him. His first instinct was to be strong and admonish her for taking control, but that thought disappeared when her tongue entered his mouth. She begged for his attention, and he saw no reason not to.

It was quick and filled with passion. Then, barely a minute after they finished, their father walked through the door. Steven, still not entirely used to his new position in the home, almost freaked out about being caught. Then, he steadied himself and reasserted control. Sitting up, he looked at himself and Sandy and commanded his father. He spoke almost without thinking; he was going to add context, but once it was out, he realized it would answer several questions about his authority and just let the command hang in the air.

His father started on Sandy, moving quickly before moving to Steven. He was still so uncomfortable about a man doing that to him. But, the control he wielded, the speed at which his father complied, and the enthusiasm he had doing his task, all of it together, gave Steven an indescribable feeling of power. After slave Aaron finished, he just continued to kneel. Steven wondered how long he'd stay there and what his exact thoughts were on the rules they set up. Eventually, he had to tell him to move.

Then, they started talking like a normal family; the contrast was wild. They talked for over an hour. Before the weekend, everyone would have been hiding in their room or office. Their new lifestyle brought them close physically but also emotionally. That was also wild.

So, they were there laughing away when Maryanne finally came home. Since Maryanne had reached her ideal weight, she'd begun to dress more sexually, but what she was wearing today took it to a new level. She technically wore a female business outfit, but the skirt was so tight and short that you could see the top of her red stockings and the garter straps. The shirt was white, and you could clearly see the red bra underneath. And so many buttons were undone that her cleavage was on full display. It was sexy but unprofessional.

"Hi, Mom!" Sandy said excitedly.

"Hi, sweetie," she replied, smiling at her family. "I'm going to change and start dinner." She said, walking towards the back of the house. She came back a few minutes later wearing tight yoga pants and a belly shirt so small and tight that Steven thought it might be one of Sandy's.

Later, during dinner, the conversations and jokes continued; granted, they were mostly sexual in nature, but it was an interesting new dynamic.

"Dad?" Steven asked.

"Yes, Son?"

"Are you okay with everything? We haven't had a chance to talk since most of it happened."

Aaron set down his fork, and looked into his son's eyes, "Everything? No. Most of it? I think so." He paused for a long while, "Steven. Do you remember at the beginning of Summer when we opened the pool and took a photo of the four of us?"

Steven didn't know where this was going but said, "Yes."

"That next weekend, your Mom showed that photo to Master Nathan. I think that was when he started to plan to bring you kids into the fold. I didn't know it then, and even if I did, I'm not sure I could have stopped him.

"It started small. It felt like a game at first, like dirty talk. He started teasing us, saying who he'd deflower first, roleplay, or punishment if we didn't give an answer to intimate questions about you. Every time, I always told myself, 'this is the last time. I have to protect my children'. And every time, I didn't.

"Then it became real. He asked... Demanded to be able to meet you. I didn't know if you'd both have agreed to join in, but your mother and I were required to do a lot of research about your personalities and kinks. And it seemed from what we found that you both would be open to Master Nathan. As your father, I was so scared that your lives would be ruined if you joined us. Your Mother and I had marriage, children, and careers, all before we started down the slave path. But can you both do that now? Especially if you both were slaves? It scared me that you'd never live up to your potential.