Constance was a happy maid. She smiled a lot these days. Away from the stifling village, I watched as she flourished.
It has been nearly a month since we started our own porn site, 'Puritan Whores.' Traffic was good, but not as much as we needed to keep the village.
Constance seems to enjoy her role as a maid. Abby helped her pick out a few different sets of slutty maid costumes online. Now that's what she mostly wore around the house. Happy to do her chores.
She was also getting good with typing on the keyboard. She was on our site's chat room frequently throughout the day. Often uploading pics of herself or turning on the web cam so her fans could see her.
Typing away as she talks in the chat room. Occasionally posing or stripping for the camera.
She was also sexually insatiable. Always up for a quick tumble. She had gotten in the habit of giving me a blowjob every morning to wake me up. A nice start to the day.
As she did her chores, I would often come up behind her and bend her over. I'd squeeze her breasts or finger her soft peach, much to her delight. Usually only for a few minutes before moving on. Usually.
Sometimes, like today, it would transition into something more.
I had the sweet girl on her knees. Her cheek to the rug and ass in the air behind the couch. She had a white crop top with a black bow at the neck. And a short black skirt with white ruffles.
She gasps as I ram my dick deep inside her. Reaching around to find her small perky tits and squeeze them roughly. She likes things rough. Much like her mother I have found.
My wife and daughter were quite submissive and liked humiliating, rough sex. But Constance and Clara got off on pain well as the sex.
She begins to whine as I twist her nipples. A whine that turns into a loud moan as she cums.
When she comes down from her high she pushes me off her. Then quickly scrambles around to suck my slimy dick.
I don't last long. Groaning as I watch her swallow my cum. Swallowing happily with each burst from my cock.
Finished, she smiles at me. Stands and wipes her chin. Then continues her chores.
"So, this is better then?" Josias asks. We were looking at financial papers spread across his office table
"Better, yes." I try not to sound too grim.
"Due to your...new project." He asks a bit awkwardly. I nod.
"Not good enough though. Right. We have only bought some time?" Obidiah asks.
"Unfortunately." I answer.
"This secret project of yours has helped, but not enough?" I shake my head. "I take it we wouldn't approve if we knew?"
I can't help my eyes flutter to to the preacher then quickly back down to the papers.
"I take it I'm the only one here who doesn't know what the project is?" The old Alderman asks gently. I nod and Josiah clears his throat.
So I explain about porn and the website. How it brings in money. When I'm done Obidiah looks a little shell shocked.
"Ah...I see. I think I see." He says leaning back. Away from me.
"What if you had more women?" Josiah asks. "Would that raise more funds."
"Josiah! Surely..." the older man starts, but the preacher raises his hand.
"No one who wasn't willing, of course. But we don't have any other ideas here. It's obvious that anything we make can be made more cheaply." Josiah says.
I think for a moment. "Yes. More women would probably help."
"How many would you need?"
"Another dozen? I think that would probably get us over and be sustainable." I answer.
"So a total of sixteen?" He asks. I nod.
"Right around there." I tell him.
"That would mean four...oh. Of course your wife and daughter. And...and Constance?" Obidiah asks. "Who else?"
"My wife." Josias calmly answers. "I think another dozen is doable. There are always members of the flock who yearn for something a bit different. If we channel those urges for the good of the village..." he trails off.
"Give me a few days." He finally says. Then the three of us sip our bitter tea in silence.
We were in my car. Josephine next to me up front in a thin flower print dress. Low cut showing off her massive décolletage.
Abby, Constance and Clara squeezed into the back. Abigail wore tight shorts and a crop-top. Connie had a short skirt and a blouse. Unbuttoned far enough to show off the edges of her bra. Clara wore her dark grey dress. Though she had on lingerie underneath.
We were headed into town. Specifically to a sex shoppe. The girls were astounded by the walls and shelves covered in erotica.
Clara was obviously scandalized by the various products. Scandalized and aroused. She had that tell-tale flush on her cheeks.
I step up next to her and put my arm around her. "See anything you like?" She jumps a little. The mature woman is eying the leather crops and whips.
"I...I..." She stammers. I give her ass a squeeze and wander off.
Abigail was looking at nipple clamps. She had picked up a pair that were brass with a chain between them and a little bell hung from the middle of the chain.
She smiles up at me. "I bet the bell would ring every time you spanked me, daddy."
I grin back at her. "We should definitely get those, Muffin."
Josephine was curious about the fake pussies. So I had to explain to her about the different ways guys masturbate.
"There is so much. It's all so sinful." Constance comes up to me with her little smile. She was holding a set of ben-wa balls. "I would like these." She says.
Ultimately I have the girls pick out two items each. Items to use in their shoots as well as for fun.
After we return home we head out to the barn for a naughty photo shoot. Incest, while hot, would be a bit illegal for the site. If the mothers swapped daughters though...
Soon Clara is naked, bent over an old wagon wheel. The mature woman moans. Her floppy tits dangling down as Abby buries her face in the woman's twat from behind.
I take a lot of photos of the teen pleasuring her friend's mother. Making sure I get some closeups of my Muffin happily licking pussy juice from her lips.
Then she sits on a barrel. Her legs spread wide while Clara returns the favor. The mature woman's hand rubbing between her own thighs in her lust as she licks my daughter's cunt.
Josephine and Constance slowly and playfully strip each other in a pile of loose hay. The teen seems overjoyed when she pulls off my wife's bra. Grabbing her big tits and burying her face in the massive cleavage. Then they are in the hay. Wrestling the rest of their clothes off and burying their faces in each other's pussies. Doing their best to sixty-nine on their sides.
I watch Constance squeezing my wife's round ass for a moment. Forgetting to even take pictures. The teens tongue lapping at Josie's wet cunt.
Coming back to myself, dick hard as iron in my pants, I kneel next to the living women. Getting some great close shots of the pussy licking. Both women soon writhing in ecstasy, hay sticking to their sweaty bodies, as they cum.
"Do you think Josias will actually deliver more women?" I ask my wife.
Her body trembles as I run an ice cube up and down her sensitive pussylips. I had her legs spread eagle on the bed. Her tits were covered with dozens of drops of wax where I had tipped burning candles over them earlier.
"Mmm. Yes. He wouldn't have offered if he didn't think he could do it." She moans. Her thighs tense as I push the cube past her clit. Just barely brushing the little nub.
I glide the cube up her belly and on her breasts. Circling her hardened nipples. I have to peel a bit of wax from each before I can tease them with the freezing ice. Josie strains at her bonds in her lust.
"Now for something new." I tell her. I pull out some lube and a string of anal beads I had gotten from the sex shoppe. Five rubber beads. The first just the size of a pea, but getting increasingly larger. The last was the side of a golf ball.
My wife looks at me nervously as I make sure the balls are well lubed.
"Here we go." I say with a grin. Reaching beneath her. Spreading her cute ass and rubbing the first bead against her anal flower.
"Mmm!" She whines as the first bead goes into her easily. Then she groans at the second, and even louder at the third.
"Ok?" I ask. She just nods with her eyes closed. "Try to relax or this will hurt." I offer.
She hisses as the fourth bead goes in slowly. I rub her pussy for a few minutes. Heightening her pleasure and helping prepare for the last bead.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! It's so big!" She gasps as I push it slowly in her ass. "I don't know! I don't...aaah!" Her body vibrates as she has a small orgasm when the last bead settles inside her.
Wasting no time, I line my dick up with her pussy and thrust. She is noticeably tighter with the beads inside. My dick pushes her into a second, stronger orgasm.
I grin down at my wife as I thrust. She seems lost in her own world of pleasure.
When I feel myself get close I pull out and cum all over her beautiful breasts. Then I rub my slimy tip on her lips.
Obediently She sucks and licks my limp dick. Her eyes still closed. Still floating in her own world of bliss.
Verity was beautiful. With soulful eyes, soft kissable lips, a cute button nose. She had long golden hair that nearly touched her delightfully round ass. A thin but curvy body with pale, smooth skin.
And, as I now knew. Perky D-cup tits and a cute pussy. With a small patch of wispy pubic hair.
She was the fourth woman the preacher had sent. He was sending two a day. One in the morning and one in the afternoon. Over the course of six days that would total twelve. Then nothing on the sabbath.
The women had some idea of what to expect when they got here, but the first three had been quite reluctant once we actually got started. Verity was the first that actively seemed excited.
"I am happy to share what god gave me with others. If it will help the village." She had told me.
