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He ducked his head as he walked slowly down the airplane aisle toward his seat, following a man struggling with two suitcases and a woman with a child on each hip. He reached the exit row and sat next to the deadheading pilot in the middle seat. He wedged his briefcase upright under the seat in front of him, leaving room for his size fourteen feet to fit on each side. His khaki shorts rode up as he settled into the seat, and he tugged them down.

His Kindle, iPhone, and AirPods case went into the seatback pocket. He twisted each AirPod into his ears, smoothing his floppy, sun-streaked brown hair. It was neatly parted, straight and thick, cut close around the back and sides, and long on top. His white teeth had obviously been straightened, but he didn’t have the telltale upper lip curve of someone who once had a pronounced overbite. His eyes were a muddy blue-green, rimmed with thick dark lashes; his eyebrows perfectly shaped and neither thin nor bushy. He had the boyish good looks of someone with great genes who was aging well as he entered his early thirties. What some would call a typical WASP.

The flight attendant briefed the exit row, “Are you willing and able to open these exits in the event of an emergency? I need a verbal ‘yes’, please.” He nodded and smiled. “Yes.” After the short safety demo, he pulled out his Kindle and began to read. It was a busy morning, and it took nearly thirty minutes before the plane finally reached the end of the runway and took off.

Flying was never comfortable for him. He shifted in his seat every few minutes, crossing his legs, then uncrossing them and stretching them out, feet on either side of his briefcase. The space underneath the aisle seat was smaller than the window or middle, and he had to turn his feet slightly on their sides to wedge them into the space.

His legs were long and lean, but muscular, with the shapely calves of a runner or tennis player. They were covered in straight dark brown hair. No sign of thinning or the bare patches that older men have from crossing their legs or their calves constantly rubbing on pants. As he shifted in his seat, his thin khaki shorts would ride up, showing the thickening patches of leg hair on the insides of his thigh as it neared his crotch. Every so often, he’d tug on each side to pull them back down again.

The flight continued. He leaned forward, stretching out his long back, then arched back, lifting his hips off the seat. The bulge in his crotch was noticeable. Settling back into his seat with a small sigh, he leaned his head back on the top of the headrest and closed his eyes. Soon he was sleeping. He gradually slid down in the seat, his legs extending under the seat in front of him, his shorts riding up his thighs again.

He had been on the road for days, and was ready to get home to his wife and new baby. The weekend in New York was productive. He’d met with several promising new investors. Evenings were spent catching up with college friends. Like him, most were now married, ascendant in their careers, starting families. There was conversation and laughter; great food and too much wine. The evolution of their college frat parties into something more refined, but just as intense. Always competitive – who was living better, making more, climbing the ladder faster?

He met two still-single friends at a bar in the Village. The usual conversation between people who had drifted apart over time: career, money, apartments, dating. It was interesting to hear their perspectives on being single in their thirties. Both were attractive men, and he assumed it was a non-stop parade of dates and one-night stands. But no, work and some maturity had tempered their wildness. Instead, they struggled to find someone to connect with, to spend time with. They tired of the chase.

Round after round of drinks reduced inhibitions, increased garrulousness. Arms around shoulders, they laughed and talked, swaying a bit as the alcohol levels rose. One friend expressed jealousy at his having a wife, and being able to “get it” whenever he wanted. An assumption he quickly corrected. The other friend, quieter, leaned into his ear and whispered “you know can get it whenever you want.” His meaning didn’t really register.

Their bodies struggled to process the quantity of alcohol they were consuming. They didn’t have the same tolerance as in their frat boy days. From buzzy exuberance and tongue-tripping enthusiasm, they slid toward quiet, slowness, nuance. Important things were said, discussed, debated. Hearts were opened, truths shared, secrets slipping out. Great bear hugs, arms around waists, patting of chests. 

He had to leave. Get back to the hotel, finish packing, get some sleep. His flight was at 8 AM. A round of goodbyes, of promising to do this again soon, of keeping in touch. Holding each other’s heads, staring into each other’s eyes. Hugs again. A kiss on the neck. Brothers forever. Goodbye. 

He slept, head lolling to the side, jerking back upright. He dreamed of college days, of living in the frat house, of parties and roommates and studying and locker rooms. He loved those guys. They were more than brothers. They shared everything, knew everything, had everything. 

Half-dreaming, he remembered the kiss on his neck, the warm breath, the whisper in his ear. It tickled him in places he hadn’t felt in years. Reminded him of forgotten, drunken things he’d done in college. His shorts tightened, a swelling growing down his left leg. Eyes closed, he recalled the comfort of an arm over his shoulders, a hand patting his hairy chest through an unbuttoned shirt.

He dozed off again. The flight hit some light turbulence, vibrating the plane ever so slightly. He felt it in his buttocks through the thinly padded seat. It was soothing, comforting. His shorts tightened further, and the tip poked out of the leg. He slept on, unaware.

Someone was tapping his knee. “Excuse me, can I please get out?” The pilot next to him. He jerked awake. “One sec.” He tugged down the legs of his shorts again, realizing that he was aroused in the process. Holding his left arm awkwardly over his crotch, he unfastened the seatbelt and stood in the aisle. The pilot squeezed past him, and he thumped back into the seat. He draped his left arm on his thigh, willing things to relax.

The pilot returned, and he again stood. May as well go to the bathroom before sitting back down. He sauntered toward the back, hands in his pockets to relieve the tightness. The lavatory was small, and he scrunched his neck to fit inside. Pushing down his shorts, his member bounced out, now at more than half mast. He tried to pee. Nothing. He sighed, closing his eyes and leaning his head against the wall, willing his bladder to cooperate. 

The thrumming of the plane vibrated through his body. Things down below were growing, not shrinking. He was at full staff, eight solid inches pointing toward the ceiling. He couldn’t go back to his seat like this. He’d have to take care of things.

Grabbing hold with one hand, he cupped below with the other. He stroked languidly, gently. Opening his eyes, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Firm, round buttocks and tumescent member, surrounded by thick brown pubes. It excited him more than he expected. He increased his pace, eyes closing again. 

His mind drifted back to the bar last night. To the quieter friend, the one who had kissed his neck and whispered in his ear. To the arm around his shoulder, fingers grazing his nipple. To a memory, long forgotten, of the friend stroking his chest hair at a toga party, where he was dressed only in a white bedsheet. To the friend’s hand moving other places, stroking other things. To a head under the toga skirt and a warm mouth on his member, hands gripping his buttocks. To the most intense orgasm he remembered having.

He opened his eyes and tried to aim for the toilet. He muffled a low growl, biting his shoulder. He shot hard, streaks hitting the raised toilet seat and the wall behind it. Two, three, four times he shuddered, butt clenching, hips thrusting. 

He scrabbled for paper towels, attempting to remove the evidence. Shoving the towels deep into the trash bin, he turned his attention back to the toilet. Now he could finally pee. It came with force, splashing into the toilet, a faintly sour scent of too much alcohol. Washing his hands, the water splashed out of the tiny sink, wetting his shorts. He unlocked the door and walked back up the aisle to his seat. 

A New Home

By now, Akima Mars, Pandora and Kitten had returned to the mansion in the Hollywood hills with Gerta and the Southern sisters.  The first few days were damage control as they cleaned up the home and began to deal with the fallout from Gerta’s party.  A contractor had replaced the broken window, and lots of spackle had fixed most of the drywall damage.  Some inexpensive paintings covered large blemishes and in an effort to brighten the atmosphere, Akima had put flowers of some kind in almost every room. Using their ability to change their features, Akima, Kitten and Pandora had deliberately made their appearance more normal looking, making their bosoms appear smaller, whenever they had to meet with someone, so they could set up a limited bank account, using charm and financial savvy.  Through some payoffs, their business sense and feminine wiles, Akima and her two friends had been able to keep outside interference from police, attorneys and news-papers to a minimum. The three of them relaxed as they let their bodies return to their normal size and appear-ance.  It took a certain amount of effort to change their physical stature and keep it that way. “If we let those financial types see what we really look like,” said Akima, “they’d be here constantly for autographs and photos, and we’d never get anything done.” As predicted, there was a fresh demand to see more of Pandora, Kitten and Akima Mars in video action.  They were able to make some videos and pose for photos with Summer Cummings, who used her contacts to bring other models such as Ashley Renee and Magenta that would go over great with the big boob and lesbian fans; they were now starting to build up a network of connections. But when the three of them made some films with Kate and Kaz, the two sisters were still proving hard to control, especially when they had sex. After some phone calls and negotiating, some other current porn starlets agreed to come to the mansion to film some scenes, knowing full well they’d be working with shemales, and that Kate and Kaz could sometimes be ‘excitable’.

With multiple mini-cameras mounted in some rooms, it eliminated the need for a large film crew.  The three video starlets and Gerta sat in a room going over possible future plans, and discussing finances while Kate and Kaz did a video with two current starlets, Brandi and Misty. “We’ve definitely got a product people will pay money to see,” said Akima.  “With four sets of knockers like we’ve got, we’re already ahead of the game.  If we could just get ‘Daisy May’ and her twin sister to tone things down a bit when they have sex, things would be terrific.” “As I told you on Cinnebar, liebschen,” replied Gerta.  “Kate and Kaz are ‘diamonds in the rough’.  I am beginning to wonder if I made a mistake in choosing zem…” “Let’s hope they got the message after we made those films with them last week,” said Pandora. “I mean, we knew what they were like, and weren’t going to go running away, but those two girls can really get carried away sometimes,” added Kitten.

Just then the four women started to hear female voices talking angrily and rising in volume.  Suddenly, the silence of the afternoon was shattered by a gunshot, causing Gerta to spill her drink and the other women to sit up in alarm.  Before they could leave the room to investigate, the door slammed open.  The two starlets, Brandi and Misty were boiling mad, with one of them holding a small pocket pistol. “Those two animals of yours need to be in a fucking zoo!” shouted Brandi. “We said we’d do a back-door scene if they took it easy with us,” panted Misty.  “But not the two of them trying to bang my ass at the same frigging time!” Even though she knew it was probably a lost cause, Akima Mars tried to diffuse the situation with some humor.  “So can we still use you two as references, darlings?” Brandi gave Akima a poisonous look.  “The only thing that could have sex with those two monsters and not complain is some heifer at a damned dairy farm.” “And you’d better fucking believe we’ll spread the word about those two,” added Misty.  “My dad was in the Marines, and he taught me how to defend myself.”  She made a fist.  “You’ll probably need a makeup kit when those two wake up.”  They stormed out of the mansion. Akima rolled her eyes and sighed.  “Let’s go see what kind of shape ‘Heckle and Jeckle’ are in now.” The four women shook their heads in despair and disgust, as they surveyed Kate and Kaz.  Both were unconscious and lying on the bed.  Kate had a new part in her hair and a crease on her scalp thanks to Brandi’s shot.  They could tell both sisters would each have a black eye, among other blemishes when they woke. Gerta mumbled some curse in German, as she searched through the drawers for the sunglasses the sisters had bought on Cinnebar, and placed them on their faces, while they were still out cold. “Look at the bright side, Gerta,” said Pandora.  The fraulein gave her an icy stare. “At least this way it’s easier for us to tell these two apart now,” added Kitten.

The four women returned to the room with an almost visible cloud of doubt hanging over them.  Akima noticed the icon on her PC, indicating she had new e-mails. “Today may not be a total loss after all, girls.”  She turned to address them all.  “Remem-ber that cute brunette, Summer, that we made some films with recently?” “Heck, yeah!” said Kitten.  “She was stacked, and hung even better than the sisters.” “And she knew how to have sex, and not leave any marks,” finished Pandora. “Well, she’s got a girlfriend,” said Akima.  “A cute little blonde named Jordan, who’s also a shemale.  Take a look at these pics of her that she sent us.”  Images of Jordan appeared on her monitor. Gerta took a deep breath and composed herself.  It was one of the two blonde girls, who had caused her so much trouble at the cantina in Mexico.  Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora had yet to learn of the history between Gerta, the sisters and Jordan. “We can’t afford to screw this opportunity up, girls,” Akima Mars continued.  “First off, Kate and Kaz are out of the picture for the time being.  They’re gonna need time to heal up any-way, because no one’ll want to have sex with them in their current condition.”  She looked Gerta straight in the eyes.  “I don’t care if you have to put ’em under lock and chains…just keep ’em out of sight.” “I will take care of Kate and Kaz,” Gerta agreed, as she began to form plans mentally.  “I will also change my appearance somewhat and try to reduce my accent some.” “Great idea.  If we can generate some good videos and photo sets from this, there’s a chance we can keep the bad publicity from Brandi and Misty from spinning out of control.  Now, Jordan will be here soon.  Let’s all make sure this comes together without a hitch.”———————————————————————————————————————————

Out in the depths of space, the 3WA cruiser would soon come out of hyper-space and enter a cloaked orbit around earth.  Kei and Yuri had been dropped off at the 3WA home-world, and after the glowing praise from the Vectrans about how helpful they’d been to Bootika, and nailing Herk for taxes and penalties on Cinnebar, were fully reinstated in their old positions.  The ship carried a pilot, Kara and her two prisoners, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy. Kara had stayed in her cabin, to avoid the constant annoyance from Harley and Ivy.  The two women took advantage of this time to gamble at card games with the pilot.  Even though he wasn’t actually losing his own credits to them, he became frustrated after losing a number of hands in a row, and finally got up and left.   “I’m gonna get a few hours sleep, until it’s time to beam you two and your friend down to earth.”  Harley’s idea was working perfectly.  The pilot had become irritated enough that he left without locking the controls on the cruiser.  Once they were alone, Harley formed a plan and went into action. “C’mon, red.  Let’s make a few changes to our itinerary.” “You can’t be serious, Harley!  You don’t know how to fly this ship.” “I’m talkin’ about where we land when we beam down.  Do ya really want to land at JLA headquarters or at freakin’ Amanda Waller’s office?” “Of course not.  But where do you suggest we go?” “Remember how those video gals and Gerta talked about that wild party in the Hollywood hills?”  Ivy nodded.  Harley used the navigation screen on the transporter to zoom in and locate Gerta’s mansion. “But how do you know this is the right house, Harley?” “It’s the only one with a space cruiser in the back yard, silly.  They might’ve cloaked it, but it can’t hide from this baby.”  She changed the beam down coordinates on the device.  “We’ll take our chances and see what happens when we’re down there.” “I’m going to take the pilot’s advice and get some sleep before he beams us down.” “I’m gonna stick around here and surf the Interweb for a while, red.”——————————————————————————————————————————— Jordan arrived at the mansion and was warmly greeted by Akima Mars, Kitten and Pandora.  The galactic entertainers hit it off well with Jordan, and plans were immediately made for filming a video with Jordan, Kitten and Pandora that same day.  Gerta had heeded Akima’s advice and pretended to be doing something in another room, so she wouldn’t be recognized by Jordan.  The three of them were just about to find a bedroom to start the action, when they heard female voices from another room. “The three of you go find someplace and have some fun,” instructed Akima Mars.  After they had left, she signaled to Gerta.  “Let’s go greet our new guests…I think I recognize their voices.” “What the fuck is going on here?” exclaimed Kara.  “This isn’t the JLA site or even Waller’s building!”  Kara’s temper began to rise, and the air began to sizzle in front of her face as her heat vision began to activate.  She gave a lethal look at Harley and Ivy.  “I don’t know how the hell you did this…but I know you did it.” “Take it easy, Kara,” Harley nervously explained.  “We just wanted a little detour before you had ta turn us in.” “Remember the talk about the wild party Akima Mars said they had here?” added Ivy. Kara’s stern expression softened ever so slightly, as she remembered Gerta’s story and how much fun it had been to become a shemale during her trips to Cinnebar.

“Well, fancy meeting you three again,” Akima Mars welcomed them, with Gerta following behind her. “Yeah, it’s nice to see you again, Akima.”  Kara took in the surroundings.  “You too, Gerta.” Gerta mentally breathed a sigh of relief.  Jordan hadn’t spotted her, and none of these girls knew about the bad blood between them.  She began formulating a plan for revenge. “We heard so much about the big bash you had here,” said Harley, “we just had to come and check this place out for ourselves.”  Kara rolled her eyes as she heard this. “Well, that shindig has come and gone,” said Akima.  “But it doesn’t mean we can’t find other ways to have a party.”  She couldn’t help but notice Kara’s eyes focusing on her and Gerta’s breasts.  “I couldn’t help but be a little jealous when only Vantha got to be with you, back at Cinnebar, darling.”  Kara couldn’t remember when she wasn’t the bustiest girl in any gathering.  Now she was face to face with two women who outclassed her in terms of bust size, and her self-control was fading rapidly. “Come on, Kara,” encouraged Harley.  “Waller didn’t say ya had to have us back by a certain time, did she?” “Now that you mention it, no.”  She turned to Akima.  “And you’ve still got those strap-on dildo things, right?” “Absolutely, my dear.  I can tell when a gal likes to go both ways.  Let Gerta and I treat you to an afternoon you won’t forget.”

“Hey!  What about us?” asked Harley. “Yeah, we aren’t just chopped liver,” said Ivy. “I know just the thing for you two, liebschens,” said Gerta.  “You did not get the chance to spend much time with them while on Cinnebar, but Kate and Kaz would love to spend time with you.”  She gave a wink to Akima Mars.  “But I should warn you that they can sometimes get a little ‘rowdy’ when they have sex.” “Can’t be anything worse than some of the stunts ‘Mister J’s’ tried on me,” replied Harley. “Just make sure we get to use those special toys of yours too,” said Ivy. Kara pulled the palm pilot device Angela had given her from a hidden pouch in her cape and quickly keyed in some instructions.  “And that’s just to make sure the two of you don’t try to leave here without permission.  You know what’ll happen if you do…” “Gee thanks, Captain Buzzkill,” Harley retorted. “The two of you please wait here,” Gerta told them.  “I will find Kate and Kaz and have them come for you.”  Akima raised her brows in concern.  Gerta turned and quickly whispered to her.  “You saw the trouble these two could cause on Cinnebar…do you really want them roaming the house unsupervised?”  Akima shook her head.  “I will work a little magic on the sisters, and they will keep these munchkins occupied.”  Akima nervously agreed. Gerta gave Akima a playful kiss on the cheek.  “You and Kara head for my room.  I will fetch Kate and Kaz to join these two, and then meet you there shortly.” Akima handed Ivy and Harley two of the ‘micro flesh bond’ dildos.  With Gerta gone, she gave them some advice.  “Just be careful when you’re with those southern snots.  They’ve still got a lot to learn about how to get along with partners.” “Don’t worry about us, Akima,” Harley replied.  “We can take of ourselves.” Akima Mars and Kara headed off to rendezvous with Gerta in her bedroom. “You’re sounding awfully overconfident, Harley,” said Ivy. “That’s because while you were catching Z’s on the trip, I learned all about these babies on the Interweb.”  She opened a hidden pouch on her outfit, revealing an assortment of fine lock-pick tools.  Ivy looked at her in surprise.  “Tools of the trade after workin’ all those years with Mister J.  Ya never know when you’ll have to get in somewhere that you’re not always welcome…and they’re perfect fer makin’ some last minute adjustments to these babies too.” With the right tool, she pried off a panel cover and manually made some adjustments to her strap-on and then did the same to Ivy’s.  “Let’s just say that Kate and Kaz are in fer some ‘big surprises’ from us,” flashing a wicked smile to Ivy.

Gerta strode quickly to the room where the sisters were still unconscious.  She tossed some water on them to rouse Kate and Kaz. “Rise and shine, you dummkopfs.  We have unexpected company.”  The sisters gave Gerta nasty looks, and then grumbled even more as they saw themselves in the mirror.  “Of all people, that little blonde troublemaker Jordan has shown up on our doorstep to make some videos.  She has not seen me yet, and she will not see you two until we are ready for her.” Thoughts of revenge could be plainly seen on Kaz and Kate’s faces. “I will use my spells one more time to repair your blemishes.”  She made a glyph and spoke some cryptic words.  “But I cannot continue to use up my special ingredients like this.  For this afternoon, the two of you will entertain two ladies you met briefly back on Cinnebar: Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy.”  The sisters nodded as they recalled seeing them.  “Both of them know you two are shemales, and Akima Mars has given them her toys so that they can be like you.  Have fun with them, but do not lose control.  We all saw the serious calamities they could cause on Cinnebar.” Kate and Kaz donned some clothes and looked in the mirror again, relieved that their appearance was back to normal. “After everyone has had their fun, we will make plans tonight for Jordan,” Gerta finished.  “It is too bad her partner, ‘Lori’ could not be here too.”

After waking and instructing the southern sisters, Gerta made a detour and headed to where she kept her mystic ingredients.  She knew it was only a matter of time before she faced some type of confrontation with Jordan and the sisters.  Of all the other women in the mansion, only Kara concerned her; with her meta-human strength she was wildly unpredictable.  Gerta quickly cast a spell and created a vapor that would severely inhibit Kara and anyone who was with her.  She made a glyph and the vapor then headed through the air vents to find the room Kara and Akima Mars were occupying.  She made a final glyph, and rubbed her nipples and then the ‘micro flesh bond’ dildo thoroughly. “Just in case ze ‘vapors’ do not do ze trick on Kara and Akima,” she thought, “anything zat comes from my titten or schwanz will keep zose two under control while they are here.” But due to the hurried nature of casting the spell, Gerta had no time to plan or predict how it would react with non-humans.

Harley & Ivy Meet Kate & Kaz

Gerta returned with the southern sisters, and directed the four of them to one of the bedrooms.  Ivy and Harley felt that the sisters considered them nothing more than pieces of flesh to have fun with by their lurid stares.  Any doubts about this were fully shattered when they were alone in the room.  Neither girl could control herself, and the huge bulges of their pricks were plainly visible “All right, darlin’,” said Kate to Harley.  “I hope ya took yoga classes, cuz I’m gonna split those pretty little legs of yers wide open.” Kaz nearly drooled as she stared at Ivy.  “And I’m gonna pump ya so full of cum, you’ll be as white as yer partner, greenie.”  The two of them sat down on the beds against the head-boards and ripped off their clothes, exposing their already huge pricks. Harley made a disgusted face.  “Jeez!  Even Mister J’s goons had better manners than you two sluts.” “What’re ya gonna do about it, shorty?” jeered Kaz. “In case ya didn’t realize, yer stuck in here with us fer the night,” added Kate. “Nah,” sneered Harley.  “You two’ve got it all wrong.” “You two…are locked in here with us,” Ivy replied smugly.  She concentrated and the potted plants on each side of the bed suddenly grew and transformed.  Their foliage quickly spread and met over the tops of the sisters’ heads; suddenly large melons similar to coconuts sprang forth from them. “What the fuck…” was all Kate could utter before the hard melons fell from the leafy branches, hitting them squarely on their heads and rendering them unconscious. “Nice goin’, red.  Now use that ‘mojo’ of yours and get these two ready for the next part.” “I’m way ahead of you, Harley.  A series of vines and creepers sprang from the plants, grew and formed over the sisters from the waist up, binding them securely to the bed.

Now Harley and Ivy donned the special dildos from Akima Mars.  Even though they had both used them on Cinnebar, Ivy could tell there was something radically different about them as she saw her new cock between her kegs. “This feels like it’ll be even bigger and more powerful than what I had on Cinnebar,” she gasped in astonishment. “That’s cuz I read up on ’em on the Interweb while you were snoozing on the ship, and made those special adjustments earlier,” Harley replied.  “You really ought to read things besides gardening and botany, red.” “I’ll keep it in mind, Harley.”  Their erections were now well past the two feet they had experienced on Cinnebar, and she could only wonder at what their new limits would be.

Harley grinned and turned to Kate, her large member thrusting out like a truncheon, along with a hefty set of balls hanging below it.  Kate’s face briefly went pale at the shock of her size, as Harley rubbed against her chin to rouse her. Kate was at a loss for words.  She hadn’t expected anything close to this size from either Harley or Ivy.  Her own cock was proudly erect, but Harley smirked at her, her own huge member making it look like a man’s compared to a boy’s. “Now I’m going to show you your place and make you my bitch,” Ivy growled lustily, advancing closer to Kaz.  Kaz roared, wrenching an arm free from the grasp of a vine, trying to fight it before a few more took its place and held her still before Ivy, her cock still throbbing as she wanted to fuck something so bad.  “Gosh, your attitude needs work, honey,” Ivy purred in return, listening to Kaz roar and growl threateningly.  Ivy looked back to the bedroom door, a gooey tentacle slithered to the door, closing it shut and wriggling over the keyhole on the handle, locking it firmly. There was no way Kaz thought this could happen, but here she was, immobilized by plant tendrils and unable to move her limbs despite her physical power, now unable to call for help as her words came out muffled from the vines wiggling around in her mouth.  Kaz tried to howl around the vines in her mouth, struggling wildly as she felt Ivy’s gaze pierce into her. “Remember what I said about you being locked in here with me and Harley, sweetie.”

“You’re in luck tonight, girlie.  Pick one…ass or cunt, honey,” Harley stated, holding up her thickening and firming erection.  Kate was in a panic now, as it seemed that Harley was going for her tender, tight anal star.  She struggled more but it seemed as if she was only getting weaker the more she tried to fight it. “How about you let me the fuck go, you freak!” Kate exclaimed.  Just then a plant tendril came around to the front and shoved itself forcibly into Kate’s mouth, cutting off her speech.  She attempted to bite down on the vine that had become almost like ultra-durable latex, but she soon realized there was no way was she going to be able to bite through it.  This gave Harley all of the access she needed to get inside of Kate and give her a lovely taste of something large and thick. “I bet you’re used to getting things your way, but not tonight, girls,” Ivy muttered, exam-ining Kaz’s ass.  “Nice and firm, seemingly in unused condition from how tight it looks.”  Ivy pushed her cockhead between the cheeks, sliding it back and forth as she let herself envision how deep she would go. Once Kaz felt the growing member sliding against into ass, she tried to bite down hard on the foliage in her mouth, but it was surprisingly tough.  Her arms and legs were pulled and locked into place by the vines, aiding Ivy.  Kaz glared at Ivy with her most threatening face, seeming to say “Keep doing that and you die,” with her eyes.

Harley gave Kate’s ass a firm spank and letting her hardening cock tip aim towards her asshole.  “Such a tight, pink hole, almost a virgin judging by how hard it is to push in.”  Kate growled intensely as she struggled harder, clamping her asshole down tightly as the pink star was forced open, futilely attempting to block Harley’s immense cock from penetrating her.  Unluckily for Kate, the sap from Ivy’s vines was slicker than lubricant as Harley’s monstrous cockhead forced against her hole and began to spread it open. Kate’s eyes went wide as she growled and screamed in shock, all her sounds muffled by the tendril keeping her mouth shut, her muscles flexing and beginning to strain as she tried desperately to get free.  All Kate could feel was her tight hole being forced apart, the pain stung horrendously as Harley slowly forced herself in, getting a perfect view of that tight hole slowly expanding and being forced open by something comparable to the size of a baseball bat.

Ivy ignored the angry growls and screams as she took her time pushing her shaft into Kaz.  “Oh, you’re so tight, honey!”  Her shaft pulsed and leaked copious pre-cum as she advanced, about half of her prick inside of her now as she gripped Kaz’s muscular asscheeks, squeezing and slapping them with glee. “Oh, shut up and act like you’re at least enjoying it!  I might go easy on you then…”Kaz’s eyes had a brief flicker of hope.  “Of course I was only joking,” Ivy said as she gave her hips a nice hard thrust forward and nearly sank the rest of herself inside, Kaz’s anal ring quivering. Kaz’s eyes crossed as she snorted and began to hyperventilate, the feeling going far beyond anything Gerta or Bluto had done to herself and Kate.  She still did not give up trying to struggle free, but Ivy was now slowly pulling back and giving a nice hard push back in, the loud, slurping sounds of the gooey lube and thick pre-cum making a satisfying squish as she slowly began to pump in and out.

“Doesn’t that feel great, honey?  Well, it does for me, anyway!” Harley said with a chuckle, rocking her hips forward and sliding more and more of her great shaft into Kate.  Kate’s body was matted with her own sweat as she writhed and attempted to resist what was happening to her.  This was not a good feeling, at all.  Sure, she’d had anal sex before, but nothing this big from a crazy little bitch like Harley. Harley’s gigantic balls sloshed and smacked against Kate’s legs as she began to do faster thrusts.  Kate swore she heard something making a sloshing noise, but then she realized it was all of the fluid in Harley’s balls.  Kate reacted in horror as she was getting pounded, Harley’s thighs slamming against her butt cheeks, that all of that fluid might flood her until she burst!  She redoubled her efforts, trying every trick she knew to escape Harley’s impalement of her. As much as Kate wiggled and squirmed, it only made Harley feel better and better.  The quivering and worming tightness of Kate’s insides, rubbing on nearly every inch of her cock, was driving Harley insane as she was already pouring pre-cum into Kate’s ass.  She crooned out loudly, letting Kate feel a strong thrust and rubbing her anal ring with her fingers, while she increased the thrusts from her abnormally large cock. “Ooh…you’re going to have a big belly after I’m done…gotta empty these balls for what I have planned…” Ivy said as she knew exactly what she was going to do with Kaz when she was finished, leaving the sisters in for quite a surprise! Ivy’s prick had become as solid as steel as her heavy balls were about ready to unload a deluge of hot seed into Kaz, the bedcovers around them puddling with slippery juices from the sisters’ pussies.  Kaz’s body tensed up and she froze as Ivy slammed every inch of her thick shaft inside of her at once, burying it deep and getting ready for the flood. “Oh, here it comes!  Let’s see how fat you get!” Ivy panted briefly, letting her mouth gape open and leaning back a bit, holding onto Kaz’s waist.  Ivy trembled as her cock began to pump and spill out into Kaz’s innards, Kaz’s eyes going wide as she could feel it all rushing in as if someone had turned a hose on inside of her butt.

“My god, I love fucking bitches like you,” Harley giggled, clenching her hands hard on Kate’s waist.  Kate tried to growl in return, before she realized she was being held firmly in place.  Kate couldn’t help but feel her own erection growing, because as much as Harley’s cock was hurting her, it was rubbing against her prostate so hard she couldn’t control her own cock. A steadily growing slap, slap, slap was filling the room, Harley’s hips meeting Kate’s supple asscheeks.  Harley began to moan, her cock throbbing hard enough that Kate could actually feel it against her middle.  Kate hoped Harley would just empty herself and shoot off at this point.  She and her sister had to escape, she thought, before another strong thrust from Harley broke her concentration and made her howl loudly.

“You’ll be a cream filled treat,” Harley laughed, as she felt her cock and balls stiffen, almost ready to start pumping like a fire hose.  Her cockhead was raking the inside walls of Kate’s interior and only causing her more pain and giving Harley disgustingly satisfying pleasure. Kaz screamed even louder as her abs began to push out and bulge forth, as if she was inflating like a balloon as thick, heavy ropes of Ivy’s seed poured into her through her massive shaft.  Ivy groaned and grunted in sexual satisfaction as her heavy balls unloaded, pushing Kaz’s abs out even further as more and more cum flowed out freely. Ivy’s cock continued to fill Kaz for nearly a minute of solid orgasm, the sloshing cum filling her.  She was growling and screaming even more as the pressure and pain built up inside of her, making her abdominal muscles burn harder than any workout as it felt like her insides were displaced by Ivy’s dick.  

Harley had such a pleased look on her face, the delightful, warm tingles running from the tip of her shaft all the way up and down her spine as she felt her relentless flow coming to an end, looking to see how bloated Kate had become, a steady backflow of cum leaking out of her butt down to the bed as surely there was no more room inside of her body to hold it. “Wow…look at that belly!  You’re gonna to have to do a lot of sit-ups to get rid of that,” she said with a satisfied groan.  She slowly released her grip upon Kate’s waist and pulled back, watching her cum-coated shaft sliding out, pulling the flared head out with a slurping pop and watching a nice thick gush of her seed follow from Kate’s gaping asshole. Harley chuckled softly, gripping the sore ass-cheek of Kate and giving it a squeeze to make her groan out in pain. “Look at that gaping hole!  I can almost hear an echo,” she said with a snicker as she reached for her slick, still hard shaft, slowly rubbing over it and over her Kate’s dangling ball sac. Ivy finally felt her balls empty themselves, and looked down at Kaz with an evil grin.  “Now you two are ready for part two.”  The sisters groaned as they assumed Harley and Ivy would now go to work on their cunts.  As exhausted and agonized as they were after the ordeal, both of their cocks were erect and looked as though they were ready to explode.  Ivy and Harley had deliberately made sure they didn’t cum while they reamed their assholes.

“Now here’s something we hope you’ll really like…” teased Harley. “Well, I know we will anyway.  You two’re gonna be more useful than you could ever imagine, girls,” Ivy said, licking her lips with her long tongue, her tendrils shifting about and bringing Kaz and Kate’s legs together with a wet squish from the thick seed that coated her inner thighs.  “Time for the fun part!” Harley was rapidly becoming addicted to using the special dildos from Akima Mars. Thanks to her tweaks, each time she used them, she and Ivy’s cock and balls were bigger, and they were reaching new levels after she had done it to Kate. “Please…” Kate’s words became muffled once more as a tendril reformed to keep her mouth shut once more as Harley’s hungry cock grew to even larger dimensions, the tantal-izing sensation of what was going to happen next driving her crazy with lust. Next to her, Ivy shook her cock, halfway between flaccid and erect, looking and acting like a well oiled snake.  She willed herself to full erectness, her shaft now dwarfing Kaz’s meat.  Ivy stepped back, her own cock aimed right at Kaz’s cockhead, before she thrust forward, as if she was going to fuck her prick.  Only instead of Ivy pushing in, Kaz’s cock found itself buried in cockmeat as the piss hole of Ivy’s massive member stretched itself open wide like a giant maw, slurping wetly as the pre-cum acted as a lubricant. “Oh, my god, you’re going to feel so good wiggling inside me…” Ivy murmured, making Kaz kick her feet out wildly.  Ivy gave a loud moan, gripping Kaz’s legs with her hands as she stepped forward, her cock starting to vanish into Ivy’s humongous shaft. Kaz felt the tentacle in her mouth losing some of its strength, likely due to Ivy’s pleasure, and with a chomp and a spit, she felt free to speak again.  “What the fuck are you doing!  Someone, help!” Kaz cried wildly. Ivy grinned as she felt the undeniable pleasure growing as there was nothing Kaz could do or say.  She grasped Kaz by her thighs, pulling her closer and feeling the southern girl’s muscular shaft slide into and inside her hard prick, as more of her pussy juices leaked out from her box as she enjoyed herself.

Like a snake swallowing a larger object, Harley’s cockhead slowly absorbed and took Kate’s prick inside her piss hole.  Kate tried to kick her legs, attempting to pull back even as the tendrils still closed tightly around her, but it was such a surreal tight grip, and only dragged her deeper as her dick was slurped in deeper, her balls almost touching Harley’s cock as she was nearly taken in to her full length, her shaft an outline along Harley’s cock as she struggled. Harley rumbled deeply feeling the pleasure of having Kate’s thick, muscular prick rub along the inside of her urethra; it was delightful!  She gripped Kate’s hips and gave her a nice hard tug, forcing her dick fully inside her hungry cock, feeling Kate’s balls now rest against her cockhead as she achieved full insertion. “Oh, you’re gonna to make my balls so nice and heavy!  They’ll touch the floor!” Harley called out as she let Kate easily slide in and out of her urethra shaft now.  Kate got a nice view of her demise, looking out over her boobs and as her prick was swallowed by Harley’s massive cock, bit by bit. Kaz groaned and growled deeply, eyes wide watching her hard cock slowly sink inside Ivy’s gargantuan cock, like a snake swallowing an animal.  Kaz wiggled about but clearly only causing Ivy great pleasure with her struggling as she did so, her body flexing and trying to resist, but it was completely futile.  Ivy felt Kate’s thick shaft wriggling around and stirring up the remaining amounts of semen that were left inside.  Her cock vibrated like a steam hammer, as Kate’s cum flooded into her shaft and filled her balls as she drained Kate in a show of utter dominance.

“Fuck, yeah…” Harley murmured, stroking and petting her giant balls.  As Kate began to lose control, and she began shooting off into Harley, they kept growing fatter and fatter as Kate’s cock slid in completely.  She felt every little wiggle of Kate struggling to escape, but it only drove Harley madly horny, wanting to cum bad but needing to wait until she was ready. But in addition to the cum, pure energy was absorbed by their balls, flowing into Ivy and Harley’s bodies and starting to make their genitalia grow even bigger in size. Kaz howled against the vines in her mouth as Ivy’s cock gave her shaft a hard, tight squeeze, pulsing against her body.  The pressure forced a huge gush of cum out of her dick, flowing down into Ivy’s balls and making them swell even larger. Ivy panted, her hands reaching to the bed to steady herself.  Ivy’s balls were growing insanely swollen, bulging and wiggling wildly.  Ivy moaned loudly, watching more of Kaz’s prick slowly disappear from sight and feeling Kaz’s cum pushing into her balls, reaching a size that was far below her knees, dangling nearly to the tiled floor. Ivy moaned, seeing how hugely distended her cock was, the shape of Kaz’s hard cock clearly visible through the stretched skin. Harley’s cock grew a few more inches longer, and a slight bit thicker.  She moaned feeling this lewd change occur, and smiled down at her fatter cock and even fatter balls, stroking her shaft with both hands, fondling her balls and letting the fluid inside slosh around. Harley gave a tiny chuckle, enjoying the feeling of such gigantic, swollen balls, and having recently dominated someone through her cock.  Ivy’s mind was lost in pure bliss for a moment as she fondled herself, purring as her pussy leaked all over the floor. By now, Harley and Ivy’s balls would dwarf even Dee Dee’s nuts at her peak in a milking session.  The length of their pricks was temporarily even bigger than Ebony.

“Ready for the big finale, Harley?” “And how, red!” Both of them relaxed their pricks, letting Kate and Kaz slide out from their urethra shafts.  The sisters’ big cocks were completely spent and collapsed like wet noodles onto the vines covering their tummies. “These two can’t say we didn’t let ’em get their rocks off,” laughed Harley. “And now it’s our turn,” replied Ivy, her face glowing with lust. Harley looked at her hands which were now dwarfed by her and Ivy’s gargantuan cocks, which had grown to almost four foot long.  “Uh, I think we might have a little problem doing that…” Ivy waved a finger at her.  “Now you’ll know why I read so much gardening and botany, Harley.”  She concentrated and the vines began to encircle both her and Harley’s cock and balls.  They formed a delicate network around the shafts, almost like a sheath or penis pump.  Below, more creepers gripped their dicks at the very base and then formed elaborate lattices around their balls.  Ivy manipulated the vines so that they began to move back and forth, slowly masturbating the titanic poles. “Holy shit, I think I’m gonna explode!” cried Harley.  After such intense stimulation and activity, neither of them could hold back for very long. “That’s the whole idea, Harley,” gasped Ivy.  Letting the creepers do the work, the two women kissed each other as they felt themselves go over the brink, and their orgasms over-whelmed them.  “Open fire!”

Harley and Ivy had never seen an actual milking session on the Island, but this was as close as anyone without Dee Dee’s special equipment could come to it.  A wave of pleasure like neither girl had ever felt before rushed over them.  Wave after wave of cum rocketed out from their engorged shafts, landing on Kate and Kaz.  Their cum hit them with enough force that some of it splattered onto the window over their heads. After a minute of near constant eruptions, Harley and Ivy’s cocks began to slow down.  As their pricks finally emptied their torrential loads, Kate and Kaz looked like two women who had just been pulled out of a pool, their skin drenched in jism. Ivy and Harley gave each other a high-five slap as they observed what they’d just done.  At the same time, smoke began to emerge from the special dildos, and with a high-pitched squeal, ceased to function. “I guess we overdid it…” Ivy pondered, as she took her strap-on off. “Remind to only give ’em four stars, instead of five for my product review,” quipped Harley.  “They can’t stand up to strenuous use.”   “It’s probably just as well,” Ivy admitted.  “This was fun teaching these two a lesson with these big sticks…” “But it’d be like draggin’ a fire-hose everywhere, if we were like this all the time.” After shedding her strap-on, Harley’s gaze went to the sisters.  “Looks like someone still hasn’t had enough.”  Unbelievably, Kate and Kaz’s cocks were starting to become erect. “Gotta give ’em an ‘E’ for effort, if nothing else,” said Ivy. “It’s just like the coyote coming back for more after every stunt fails,” laughed Harley. “Come on, Harley…the night is still young.  Let’s see who else we can find.”

first a little back story I am what you would call a normal married guy. I have two kids and have been married to my beautiful wife Lindsey for 10 years. I’m 32 years old and about 6ft tall 210 pounds with an athletic build. Black hair brown eyes. Average 5.5 to 6 inch cut penis. To the rest of the world I am your normal masculine male. But nobody knows my secret.

I have been fantasizing about sleeping with men for as long as I can remember. I thought maybe I was gay but I was never attracted to men and their faces. I was attracted to their dicks and the idea of being submissive but always thought it was just a kink.  One night while fantasizing about sucking dick and stroking my cock I got curious and decided I would finger myself. I spit on my finger and slipped it in and it’s like my whole world changed. The sensations were insane! That quickly progressed to more fingers and eventually toys.

I bought Lindsey a 6 inch purple dildo around our 5 year mark. It had nice balls and a suction cup. I had to leave for a short work trip so I told her it was just something fun she could try while I was gone. Little did she know I actually bought it so I could use when I got back. The first time I used it while she was at work was awesome. It was a little painful at first but it ended up feeling amazing.

I had another secret…I also loved to wear her bras and panties when she wasn’t home. It was all part of the experience. I felt so sexy and submissive. My mind was just go crazy. This all just kept building and building. My fantasies to serve men were growing uncontrollable. I found myself video chatting with men while wearing pink bras and panties and sucking the dildo for them and sitting on it while moaning and calling them daddy or whatever they wanted so I could help them get off. It’s like my pleasure was fully wrapped up in giving them pleasure. 

This all kept building until I just couldn’t take it. Lindsey left town to visit her family and I knew I had to make my fantasy a reality. I went to the bathroom to shower and shaved my cock and ass and cleaned myself best I could inside and out. I  put one some black stockings and a matching pink bra and panty set that I had bought earlier that day. I sprayed some of my wife’s perfume and put on some lipstick. I knew i was non passible but I felt so sexy.

I got on a website called sniffies and posted a pic of myself and explained it was my first time and I was down low but really wanted to try having sex with a man. I got some responses from a few weird guys before a normal guy in his late 30’s. He had brown hair and blue eyes and an average build. His face was fine and he seemed really cool and patient. And I was obsessed with his cock. I wasn’t into big huge dicks, I preferred average like mine. And he had 6 inch cut dick and it just looked delish lol. I told him I could hose so he came over about an hour later and I was so nervous.

Honesty I also felt so guilty for cheating on my wife but I knew I had to try this and she would never understand or approve. He knocked on the door and I answered in my lingerie and he said I looked so sexy which melted me right there. I felt sexy but knew I wasn’t passible. But I was so aroused by the idea that I was a turn on for him. I took him to the couch and we made small talk for a like 5 minutes but I admitted to him I didn’t really know how to start.

He chuckled which kind of released the tension but he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing me and then he leaned in for a kiss i hadn’t planned on doing any kissing. I don’t know why I didn’t think about that but I was more thinking about trying sucking and bottoming. I was caught off guard but I opened my mouth a little and let him invade my mouth. To my surprise, I loved it. I just felt so submissive and feminine. My little dick got rock hard in my panties and I reached my hand over to his cock and could feel he was starting to get hard. I couldn’t believe I was rubbing another man over his pants and feeling his dick.

When I started rubbing him he opened up his legs a little bit and I broke off our kiss and slid down to my knees between his legs. I pulled his shorts down and revealed that beautiful cock. I had a brief moment where I thought “ this is it” if I’m going to stop this I need to do it now. But there was no way. I wrapped my hand around his cock and lowered my lips and gave it small kiss on the head. Then I looked up and him and opened my mouth and let it slide between my lips. It was incredible, I had never been so turned on. I started slowly bobbing my head up and down on his cock and all the while I was about to cum in my panties without even touching myself. He was moaning and I was loving that for my first time I was able to suck dick to his liking. All I cared about in the moment was making him feel good and cum. 

After about 10 minutes of sucking his cock he said he was about to cum and he didn’t want to yet. We had already discussed doing more so I knew what he wanted and I really wanted him inside me. I wanted to see him as he popped my cherry. After over a decade of fantasy I wanted to see the man that was going to fuck me for the first time. I grabbed him by the hand and walked him to my bedroom and laid on the bed. He had a condom and small bottle of lube with him but in the heat of the moment I told him I didn’t want the condom. Like I said it was my first time, I was feeling so feminine and sexy and I just wanted him to fuck his cum into me.

He agreed and crawled on the bed between my legs. She put some lube on his cock and on my hole and then started to tease me sliding his cock over my hole while rubbing my nipples through my bra. I was rock hard still, and finally snapped. “Omg fuck me! I need you inside me now!” Then after all this time I felt a little pressure at my hole and then I opened up around him and he slowly started entering inch by inch. I soon felt his balls resting up against my ass and I knew he was all the way. My life changed forever in that moment. I liked sex with women but I knew that having a man’s dick inside me was my calling. It was the best.

He started slowing moving in and out of me and I started getting this really warm feeling all over me. I pulled my panties to the side in the front and let my little clit out and he started to pick up the pace. All the sudden I just lost it and started cumming all over my belly. I didn’t even stroke myself I didn’t even know I could do that. As I was coming down from my orgasm he started really pounding me and telling me he was about to cum. I really wanted it to feel good for him and I really wanted his cum though was sad for my first time to end. I told him to cum deep inside me as I was moaning his name and I felt him tense up as I have many times before with women and I could feel his cock twitching in my ass and he pumped load after load of semen inside me.

He collapsed on top of me panting and gave me a kiss and said he had to go. I understood because that’s what we agreed to but said he wanted to meet again. I already couldn’t wait to get more of his cock and try different positions and maybe swallowing his cum. He saw himself out and I just laid there feeling his cum starting to run out of me onto the bed and thinking wow. I took my first cock and it was everything I wanted. My phone rang and it was Lindsey calling to say goodnight. I told her goodnight while I was covered in cum and planning my next visit with my new friend. I get into that one in the next story.

People used to call queers-fruits, pansies, and Nancys. I actually liked being called a fruit. Most fruits are pretty-the redness of an apple the yellow of a pear. As a pretty boy I love wearing colors like pink, purple and yellow. I want to look great so some guy will want to fuck me. I want to be desirable.

Fruit tastes so good.  I know several queers have liked the taste of my ass and hole. I want some top to lick and eat my ass. Many have gotten hard licking my ass like it was tasty piece of fruit. My ass is shaved and firm like an apple. When some guy is feasting on my ass I  shout “Eat me, bro”. After feasting on my butt he will want to enjoy my interior moistness to surround his hardness. Most fruit is moist inside like my pussy. After licking my ass, my cunt is warm and wet eager to be taken and enjoyed by an eager top. As a bottom I want my top to enjoy my body and ass as he would eating a luscious  piece of fruit.

I am Jackie. I am 5-9 weigh 150. I  work out and shave my body so it is smooth. My hair is light brown with blond highlights. I have long eyelashes and nails painted different colors depending on my mood.  I love pearls and have a pearl necklace and pearl bracelet. Today I am wearing tight pink leather shorts, a white tee, and white hi-top mid blazer Nikes with pink swooshes. I am hoping some horny guy will be attracted to me and my pretty pink leather ass. I am sitting a coffee shop in the gay village. 

A hot looking guy eventually come over and introduces himself. He is about 6 ft tall and has dark brown hair. He is wearing white denim shorts, a blue tee, and white hi top Chucks.

“ I’m Jim. Wow, love your pink leather shorts.”

“I’m Jackie. I just got them from Leather Cult. They are custom fitted. .”

We chat for a while and agree to meet again for a drink at a gay bar.

I show up wearing my pink leather shorts and hi top mid blazer Nikes with pink swoosh.  Jim shows up wearing faded denim jeans tucked into black cowboy boots and a white tee. We talk about shows that we like on TV and which social media we follow. Jim asks me back to his place. When we get there we sit on his big white leather couch.  We kiss then I go down on his boots and start to lick them. 

“Your boots are gorgeous.”

I lick his boots starting at the top and moving to vamp and toe. As I do Jim reaches for my  leather ass and rubs it.

“Your ass is so gorgeous in pink leather. OH fuck, man. Lie down so I can work it.”

Jim works the pink leather with his hands and then goes down licking and kissing the pink leather.

Jim unzips his jeans and he takes his 6 and ½” cock and moves it against my leather shorts.

 “Oh fuck I am going to come on your leather shorts.” 

“Oh yeah. Come on the beautiful pink leather!”

 He drops a huge load on my pink leather shorts.  OH FUCKKKKKKKK””

He licks his cum on the warm leather. He pulls my shorts off and works my ass mow. He wets his fingers and puts one finger there and then two in my hole. I start to moan

“Do my pretty pink hole. Get it ready for your dick, bro.   

My pussy is wet now ready to be entered and filled with his man meat.

Jim eagerly rims my hole deftly using his tongue and bringing me so much pleasure.

“Your hole is hot. I love the taste of your ass and hole bro.”

“Eat me, bro. Feast on my fuckin ass and hole. I love it when my ass and hole are eaten and enjoyed..”

My hole is so wet now, aching to be filled and pounded.

“Fuck me, fuck me now”

Jim cannot wait any longer and slides his dick into my pussy. It feels so good as he picks up a rhythm and goes deeper inside me.

“Fill me up. I want all of you inside me.. Oh fuck, man.”

“Your cunt is swallowing my dick. Oh yeah. It feels so good. Oh yeah, bitch gurl.”

We fuck for what seems like hours in different positions.

I reach for Jim’s boots and feel the leather.  I love the feel of leather while I am being fucked. 

I am on my back now with my Nikes in the air. As Jim fucks me, he starts to lick the white leather and pink swoosh.  When I see his lips on the pink swoosh I come.   OHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Some of my cum hits Jim’s mouth. He kisses me with my cum on his lips I feel like such a beautiful bitch now being fucked so completely.  I live to be fucked like a girl

Jim takes my Nike boot in his mouth and sucks the white leather toe. He puts the toe of the white boot on my hole and fucks me with it.”.

“Oh yeah, fuck me with my white boot.. I want to feel the white leather up my ass”

Jim works my hole with the white leather boot. It feels so good on my hot hole.

“Don’t stop. Fuck me with my beautiful white boots. Oh fuck”

 After working my hole for a while he takes it out and sticks it in mouth. I eagerly suck and enjoy my ass juices on my gorgeous boot.

Jim fucks me again as I suck my white leather boot. 

“I love fucking you so much, pretty gurl. I can’t stop. I love seeing your white leather boot in your mouth as I fuck you.”

Jim pulls his cock out and drops his nectar on my hole.  OHHHHHHHHHHH

He grabs his phone and takes pic of me sucking my white boot and  his cum on my hole.

“I am going to love jerking off looking at this pic. You’re such a gorgeous bitch. I loved the taste of your ass and hole and fucking your wet pussy.”

“Yeah, I loved it when you ate my ass and hole and then fucked me. I want you to eat my ass again and then fuck my hole with your cock and the toe of your gorgeous cowboy boot.”

Author’s note: Hi, this is the first part (of three) of my first erotic story. I’m not a native English speaker, so I ask for patience when I break the grammar law. Anyway, thanks for reading. Please Let me know what you think.
The following story is a work of erotic fiction, and it’s meant to be enjoyed by legal-age adults, whatever age it is where you are from. Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental.

I had told myself that I wouldn’t become one of those crampy husbands always complaining when the Mis wasn’t available, it wasn’t like she had a stable routine when they met, and where they married, but back then her travels were only a couple days once or twice per quarter. Since they moved to this new town, where she assumed a new key position at the new firm’s office her absence became the rule. There were so many trips, offsites, and visits to clients that it became hard to track, so I faced two options, or I could grow roots in the new spacious house and be a hermit after work or go to the gym trying to create some rapport with another human being that maybe, giving the proper time, it would grow into a friendship. This theory hadn’t given any fruit till now, and looking at the gym I couldn’t raise my optimism, the space had emptied during my workout and it was so close to closing time that no one would arrive. Besides me, there were only a couple of women chatting on the treadmills, the receptionist (more interested in the solitaire she was playing than whatever was happening in the gym), and a young dude looking worried at the bench press, hands scratching his curly brown hair. Suddenly he looked up and met my eyes, almost like he felt that somebody was watching him, a smile bloomed in his mouth, and the apprehensive look he was displaying suddenly drained out of his features. With confident steps, he walked in my direction, close I could see that he must be in his late twenties, or at least younger than my 39-year-old self.

I took off my earbuds just in time for the guy to arrive at my side, now looking up he was more muscular than I had first thought, with a toned body stretching his gym clothes “Hi, sorry to bother you, have you finished your workout?” He seemed eager, hoping for a ‘yes’ and when I gave him one his smile grew even wider “Great! I’m in my last exercise, bench press, and I need someone to spot me. Would you mind doing me this favor? Usually, I would ask the trainer, but I got here a little bit later than usual and his shift had already ended”.

“Sure! No problem, I’m glad to help!” The relief on the guy’s face was palpable “I had just finished my last rep, and the only appointment I had after was a lasagna waiting for me in the fridge” I said while getting up from the equipment.

Sweat dripped down my forehead. It had been an intense workout, to say the least, I could feel my muscles puffing and serotonin running through my veins as I finished the last repetition of the leg press. You wouldn’t be wrong to say that I had become sort of a gym rat the previous couple of months, of course, I always had maintained an active lifestyle, but since the move, the gym had become almost a religion for me, after all, what to do in a new town where I didn’t know anyone?

“Oh man, thanks! I owe you one, being honest I was counting on you, those women don’t seem so strong to spot me, and I bet that the receptionist would leave me suffocating to death thinking about her game” the last comment made me laugh a little, thinking in retrospect made me more approachable cause the next thing he did was present himself to me “By the way, my name is Aaron, Aaron Brody!” his hands soon offered and I gladly shook it.

“Chris Rogers, nice to meet you!”

Aaron led the way to the bench, which gave me a chance to compare myself with him. I was a little taller, I guess, and while we both were muscular I had a couple of pounds of muscles over him, which made me a bit proud. The barbell was already on the support over the bench and the guy didn’t wait any time to lie spread eagle on it. Lying down the instructions began to be also laid for me “So, I think I can handle this weight, but in case I’m wrong the safeword is literally ‘safeword’” and with that, we were set. Soon the bar began to rise up and down with almost no effort, his pecs were flexing below his dark shirt and his triceps stretched his sleeves even more. He definitely didn’t look like he needed a safeword. At his first series I saw how focused he was on the ceiling, only looking up perpendicular, but as soon as the second series began he was more distracted, his eyes wandering around, and presuming the worst I stepped up front, in position to grab the bar at the second I felt he wasn’t gonna make it. In his third and last series, Aaron was a little less confident and signals of fatigue were clear on his reddened face and trembling arms. His grayish eyes went back to a fixed spot, but no more on the ceiling, but on me. The sudden attention made me self-conscious as I caught myself flexing my body, trying to look more built in the eyes of the younger man. Only 2 reps left and his focus was gone, his grip was getting looser, his arms were dismantling, and when he realized he already had said “Safeword!” I pulled the barbell back at the support and his eyes smiled with relief “Thanks, dude!” was all he could say while trying to catch his breath.

“Great execution, man, it was a shame that there were only 2 repetitions left, but if you had insisted you could hurt yourself” he looked in my direction still a little baffled.

“Yeah, I got distracted, but you’re right, I would trade 2 lost reps over not having sorrowful arms anytime, my back is already killing me most of the time!”

“You are too young to have back pain, aren’t you?”

“You might say so after all I’m 29, but working from 9 to 5 sitting in a chair, then coming home to a 5-year-old who wants to jump, run, play, and go piggybacking everywhere. It’s rough, buddy, I’m telling you.”

This known fact that this man was a young dad made his physique even more impressive, all the other dads that I knew, mainly the ones with young kids always seemed to let themselves go after the youngling came to the word “Yeah, I would never guess you were a dad, you don’t have a ‘dad bod’ for sure!”

Aaron smiled at my compliment and padded himself with his training towel, draining the sweat from his temple and slightly brushing his short curly brown hair “Oh man, she is the most precious thing in my life, here” the 29er put the towel at his side and unlocking his phone showed me a couple of pictures of a blond little girl “my wife and I share our responsibilities, so that’s how I’m able to go to the gym every day, it’s my me time. But We can’t complain, for a kid she is very calm and tranquil, but it’s a kid nonetheless”.

“I can only imagine. I don’t have any, and not sure if I will have any soon. My wife and I are still not sure if we want kids, so for now my back pains are only from being 39”.

“What, no way you are 39, man, I could have guessed you were in your early 30’s!”

“Thanks for the compliment, even knowing that you are lying”

“Sure, Grandpa!” Brody answered a little louder than the rest of our conversations, drawing attention from the women on the treadmills and making both of us chuckle like little boys. He rose up and stretched his arms” Damn, I think I better get going before they kick me out of here. Are you going to the locker room too?

“Definitely, I worked up quite a sweat and I hate feeling sweaty, so I will just take a quick shower and head home.”

“Me too, my wife hates it when I ride sweaty in the car. She says the car smells like a High School PE class when I do that. This pissed me off at first, but I had to admit that she was right.”

“They usually are.”

We walked toward the locker room chatting about marriage and our wives. He was a very nice guy with no major red flags at first sight, a rare thing these days. The space was desert, a complete silence filled the room, interrupted only by a couple of drops of water falling onto the wet floors of the shower area. Our chat quickly filled the space, followed soon by the metal sound of the locker door. I started undressing naturally, removing my shoes and shirt before even opening my locker. Aaron on the other hand opened it first, grabbed his gym bag, and proceeded to undress sitting on the bench. Taking my shorts off I took a couple of glances at myself in the mirror, in just my boxer briefs I could see clearly the effects of my dedication at the gym on my body. Not that I was a slouch before moving here, but social events have the amazing capacity to make me skip gym time with such ease that were outstanding. But the rigid routine I’ve been following in this new town defined even more my chest, my arms, core, legs, and my ass, which was very firm and full after performing squats religiously, stretching the black fabric of my boxer. I hadn’t looked like that since I left college! The major differences were the hairs that had grown in my torso, mainly between my two pecs, following a path down to my navel, besides that a couple of silver hairs could be spotted in the middle of my dark blond hair by an attentive eye. Of course, aging comes along with pains and new behaviors from your body, but I couldn’t help but think that I looked good, maybe 39 suited me well.

I took my underwear off and wrapped myself in a towel, a movement soon followed by Aaron, and together we went to the shower room. The room was a tiled square with 4 showerheads, but one on the first row had been out of order for a while, the cabins weren’t properly cabins, they only had lateral divisions so we chose the 2 showers side by side. Hanging my towel on the hook I soon met the warm water flowing with great pressure and left a content sound, Brody on my side also left out a sound, but it was an angry one “Fucking hell, there is no hot water on this one, shit, look how this ice bath left me” Opening my eye I saw that his arms had goosebumps all over it and let out a small laugh “Fuck I can’t take cold baths” he closed the register and towards the vacant shower in front of me. The water on my was outstanding and I couldn’t help to close my eyes again “Oh yeah, now that’s a shower” I heard as soon as the water started flowing “Sorry for my foul language, Chris, I was caught by surprise and I really can’t take cold baths” Hearing my name I was dragged out of my relaxing bliss and looking in his direction I saw something that shocked me, I saw the biggest dick I had ever seen in real life.

It had to be at least 6 inches still soft, simply hanging there like a white snake with a pink head partially covered by the foreskin ‘Damn this guy is packing!’ was the only thought that crossed my mind at that moment which left me to stumble down on my word to answer him with a weird “Oh no … don’t worry … I don’t mind at all, I, I would have screamed the worst things myself!”

He smirked a little hearing my barely coherent answer “Now I will have to apologize again to take you out of your relaxing shower bliss. But I’m actually quite eager to enter into this bliss myself” the young dad commented just before closing his eyes and started shampooing his hair.

I only left out a low “Nah, no worries” taking the opportunity to check him up without being seen as a perv. I don’t make a habit of looking at other guys while they shower, but sometimes I take a peek for comparison, trying to see how I fit in the market versus the competition. I think every man does that and if he denies it he is lying, it’s normal. What wasn’t normal was the size of Aaron’s dick, man I was still impressed, the rest of the body was also above average, round shoulders, thick thighs, a 6-pack, and a full pec dusted here and there with thin brown hair, I’m straight, but damn, he was a full stud. The 29er turned his back on me and started applying body wash, giving the chance for my eyes to scan his backside, showing me one hell of a perky ass, creamed with small dark hairs. Almost like feeling a gaze on his private parts one of his hands started washing the thick mounds, a finger even going further to wash the valley between them. I don’t know if was the sight or the feeling of my hands on my body, but Fuck, I was chubbing up. This realization left me a little paranoid, I have never sprung a boner by looking at a man and I’m not sure if I like this new first, I’m straight for god’s sake. I turned my back to Aaron, my cock might not be the same size as his but it was above average still and I wouldn’t like to give him a show, resuming my shower I tried to speed up, aiming to get over it as soon as possible.

Back at the locker room I put on clean underwear and was slipping my sweats on when Brody was back, towel wrapped around his waist. In porn-like fashion, he bent forward to find a fresh pair of briefs in his bag, the sudden movement loosened up the knot in his towel and the piece of fabric fell onto his feet, but I guess my embarrassment was bigger than his, cause he simply picked it up, folded and went back in his quest, flashing me his big equipment again in the meantime. I was sure the organ was a little bit bigger this time, the head showing up a little more, fuller, a chubby nonetheless, what the fuck is wrong with me? Why I’m questioning if the guy I just met at the gym was chubbed up or not? The questions inside my head distracted me from the question made in the locker room “Sorry? I space out for a moment.

“Oh it was nothing, I just commented about how great the pressure of these showers is. I think there is nothing better than a good shower after working out.

“Yeah, a hot tub is also excellent, most people prefer saunas, but I think they are a little overrated.

“I couldn’t agree more, my old gym had a few hot tubs in a spa-like area, man do I miss them.

“When we moved here my wife surprised me with a house with one, It was her and her realtor’s secret. So for almost 5 months, I’ve been using it every other day. It’s my own form of meditation, soaking up in a hot tub with a beer.

“Of course, you are new here! I’ve been trying to figure out what was different in you, and it’s your accent!” He looked over at me with a proud air, and I had to agree with him that I wasn’t able to get rid of my East Coast accent “Anyway, I like your kind of meditation, you sure know how to live, my friend.”

The chat went on about what I was thinking about the city and progressed to our likes and dislikes. When we were both fully dressed and ready we went together to the parking lot. Spring hadn’t quite kicked in and the wind was blowing cold so there was this implied agreement on a quick goodbye. I was almost coming through with this plan, but then it hit me ‘This is the best opportunity I have in almost half a year living here to make a friend outside of work. I can’t let it pass’. Rounding up my courage, like a kid who is about to ask his crush to the prom, I ramble “Look, man, I have to be honest with you, it was great to meet you tonight, as I told you I’m new in town and don’t have friends outside work, and I really fucking need them. I’m hoping that you didn’t find me a dull pain in the ass and if so would like to trade numbers? Maybe we can schedule a workout together, I don’t know.”

My worries were dismantled completely when he opened a wide smile “Sure, man, it was great meeting you too and I would love to be friends, I was actually thinking the same thing, how cool it would be to have a training partner to help me when I scream ‘Safeword’! Let me put my number on your phone” Giving him the phone he quickly adds Aaron Brody to my list of contacts and messages himself “All set, I’ll wait for a text, man!”

That night I went home giggling like a teen girl. Alice was thrilled when I told her that I’ve possibly made a local new friend “I told you, honey, that if you opened up for new people you would make great friends!” she said while completing the ‘I don’t know which’ step of her skincare routine.

“I guess I have to start listening to you with more frequency” I whisper in her ear from behind “Now let’s finish your routine and get this hot body of yours on the bed so I can show how much I appreciate you.”

Night Flight

Once Dragonfly had achieved a safe altitude and she was sure the cloaking device was working, Akima Mars set Dragonfly on auto-pilot.  Kitten and Pandora opened some storage bins and passed out what looked like a cross between jumpsuits and coveralls. “At least put some clothes on.  Wherever we end up, we all can’t go around naked.” The women grumbled, but complied.  Then Akima Mars addressed her passengers. “I hope you’re all fucking proud of yourselves!  Not only did you trash someone’s home that was probably worth over a million dollars, we also left behind countless hours of video footage and still photos and we could’ve really used the money they’d generate once they were posted online.” The other women all started protesting at once, trying to blame someone else.  Harley could tell she wouldn’t be heard in the uproar, turned and began looking at the many instrument panels on Dragonfly. “It doesn’t matter who started what!” shouted Akima.  “We had a perfectly good base of operations, and now it’s shot to hell.”  She clenched her fists and tried to compose herself.

“Hey, Akima,” Harley called out.  “Check out this neat game of ‘Space Invaders’ I found.” A holographic screen had appeared, showing an image of Dragonfly with flashing red icons moving closer and closer to it. “Don’t you dare tell me you messed with the controls of this ship, you little…” Akima was rapidly losing her temper. “I didn’t touch nothin’, honest!  It just popped up by itself!” Kitten and Pandora moved closer and pushed Harley out of the way. “Holy shit!” exclaimed Pandora.  “It’s our threat detection system.” “Someone’s firing at us,” Kitten gasped. “B-but we’re cloaked,” Akima stammered.  “No one should be able to see us.” Kara elbowed her way to the control panel.  She’d been in space numerous times, and had a working knowledge of how most of the instruments operated.  Kara brought up a screen to show their present course and position over earth.  She gasped as she realized just where they were now.  “Oh shit, are we in trouble now.” “What the hell are you talking about, girl?” demanded Akima. “When you took off, you didn’t bother to plot any kind of course, or check where we were going, Akima.” “Forgive me if I was a little preoccupied.  I though saving our asses from the authorities took priority.” “Akima, we’re directly over freaking Area 51 in Nevada!” Kara exclaimed. The three galactic video starlets looked at her with blank expressions. “It’s where the government stashes alien technology or anything else they don’t want anyone to know anything about.  It’s public knowledge that they can shoot first and not ask questions, or terminate with extreme prejudice anyone trying to break into or fly over that area.” Everyone’s face grew a little paler as they realized the situation they were in. “They’ve got some kind of technology that can spot even this ship, and now they’re trying to shoot us down!” exclaimed Kara. A high-pitched alarm sounded from the panel. “Everyone brace for impact!” Pandora shouted.  “One of those missiles is locked onto us!” A loud impact was heard and the ship shook violently.  Multiple hits followed in quick succession and numerous warning lights began flashing. “This a cruiser built for traveling…not a warship,” said Akima Mars.  “The damage those missiles just did mean this ship’s not gonna last much longer unless we do something drastic.” She pressed a button and hatches slid open, revealing two escape pods.  “There’s no time to argue about this.  Gerta, you and the sisters get into one.  Jordan, Kara, Harley and Ivy get in the other.” “But what about you three?” asked Kara. “We might be able to bring this ship down and then do limited repairs to it,” said Kitten. “There’s still one more escape pod as a last resort,” explained Pandora. “It’s nothing personal, girls,” said Akima.  “But too many wild cards like you have thrown a giant wrench into the works.”   “With the lot of you out of the way, we just might be able to save this ship,” said Pandora. “And I don’t want to be responsible for the rest of you if our idea doesn’t work,” said Akima.  The other women stared at her in astonishment.  “At least this way, you’ll land some-where and still be alive.  If you stay here, I can’t make any guarantees with this amount of damage done to Dragonfly.”  None of the other women were happy about it, but they split into the two groups and entered the escape pods.  Akima pressed the button to seal them, and then ejected the pods off of the ship.

“Okay girls, it’s time to play our last card,” said Akima Mars.  She began manually shut-ting down various programs and components of the ship.  Kitten and Pandora’s faces grew more concerned.  “If I shut down everything but the engines and a few other systems, we might be able to coax one last burst of hyper-speed from this baby.” “But that’ll be like trying to pilot a rocket without a guidance system,” said Kitten. “If we stick around here, we get shot down and who knows what happens after that.  Do either of you really want to take that chance?”  Her partners shook their heads. Once everything was ready, Akima gritted her teeth.  “Sit down and strap in tight girls.  This is gonna be a bumpy ride.” The engines delivered a massive thrust, making it almost seem like they had hit warp speed.  What was on the radar screens from Area 51 was now suddenly a thousand miles away.  The missile attack stopped as Area 51 couldn’t continue to fire on an unidentified craft all the way across the nation. The tortured engines finally gave out as the ship passed over Florida.  Akima now need-ed to find some place to set Dragonfly down and see if it could be salvaged. “At least we’re out of that mess now,” Akima sighed. “But we overshot Florida, and we’re headed straight into the Atlantic Ocean, Akima,” noticed Pandora. “Not for long we aren’t,” said Kitten.  Dragonfly’s momentum from the huge burst of speed was wearing off, and they were going down quickly. “We don’t have enough juice left to make it to the Bahamas, but there’s a deserted island up ahead, with a nice, sandy beach,” said Akima.  “Let’s hope that I can bring her down softly.”  Thanks to her piloting skills, Akima was able to bring the craft down without injuries, and they exited the ship and surveyed their surroundings. “What was that you said about this place being deserted?” asked Kitten, pointing to the perimeter door. “Okay, I stand corrected.  Let’s go see if anybody’s home and see what our options are.”

Inside the complex, Ebony looked at her PC in concern as the software alerted her to the landing of a new ship on the beach outside.  “I’d better let Tiffany know about this.” “Sometimes I think there’s a giant ‘welcome sign’ outside on the beach, judging by how many visitors this place gets,” Tiffany grumbled after getting the news from Ebony.——————————————————————————————————————————— The two escape pods had flown out of Dragonfly on a southern trajectory.  There was no way to control the direction of their descent, but the pods were programmed to slow down and cushion the landing impact, similar to a parachute.  By the time they reached the ground, both pods were deep into the Brazilian rainforest, and were scattered miles apart.

In one pod, Jordan rubbed her head.  All four of them were shaken up, but they had not suffered any broken bones and at least they were still alive.  Kara’s cape had covered her head during the landing and as she removed it, she felt a hard object in an interior pouch.  She pulled out Kara’s communicator.  With Kara in a weakened from the effects of Gerta’s spells, Jordan tried sending an SOS message as best she could, not truly knowing how the device worked. “Hopefully, somebody somewhere’ll get this message and send help for us.” The four women got out of the pod and stretched.  Kara seemed the most shaken of them all. “Can’t ya just fly us all outta here, Kara?” asked Harley. “Sorry girls.  Gerta did something to me back at the mansion and it’s still affecting me to a degree.  The only thing that’s still working is my heat vision to a point.”  She was able to slice away vines and branches to slowly clear a path, but that was it. “Let’s see if we can find a river, and maybe that’ll lead us to a village,” said Jordan.

Several miles away, the hatch opened on the other pod, and Gerta and the sisters emer-ged from it.  By now Kate and Kaz were fully back to normal.  Gerta knew a tongue lashing to them now would do no good here. “We need to find a hill so I can get my bearings.  From there I can cast a directional spell und try to find our old base in the rainforest.”  The sisters certainly didn’t have any better ideas and silently followed Gerta, not wanting to anger her any further.———————————————————————————————————————————

As the three video starlets entered and began to explore the Island complex, they were soon met by Tiffany and Ebony.  All five women were somewhat worn out; Tiffany and Ebony from an afternoon of mutant sex with Storm and Mystique, and Akima and her girls from a very harrowing escape from the mansion in the Hollywood hills and then exiting Area 51. As tired as they might be, it didn’t stop any of them from immediately appreciating the astounding beauty and figures of everyone as they took in each other’s appearance. “Just who might you ladies be?” asked Tiffany.  Even worn out, she found herself quickly becoming aroused at the sight of Akima, Pandora and Kitten, even though the three of them were wearing the ‘overalls’ from Dragonfly. “You must be Tiffany,” Akima Mars replied.  “And a big, strong girl like you simply must be Ebony,” she continued, taking in her dark skin and huge size.  “Just how the heck do you know who we are?” asked Ebony. “And why is your ship double-parked on our beach?” added Tiffany. “I’m sorry, ladies…where are my manners?  I’m Akima Mars, and these are my two good friends Kitten and Pandora.  We’re galactic video starlets, currently marooned on Earth.  We got to hear some of the details about you from a lady named Barocca.  We met her on a space station called Cinnebar, before moving on to Earth.” Tiffany’s expression softened as the pieces began to fall into place.  She and the other amazons had heard stories about these three from Barocca, the last time she was here.  Each of them now knew that they were all in the porn business to one degree or another.

“Our ship developed some engine trouble and we had to make an emergency landing on your beach…” explained Pandora. “I may not be a space engineer,” said Ebony, “but I can tell when something’s been shot at.  Our external cameras showed some images of your ship…looks like someone’s been using it for target practice.” Akima Mars sighed and rolled her eyes.  “Like I said before, we’re not from Earth.  We had to make an unscheduled departure from the Hollywood hills.  Before we knew it, we were over something called ‘Area 51’…it turns out those damned military bases take their privacy very seriously, and started shooting at us.” Ebony and Tiffany raised their brows in surprise. “As long as they don’t know where you are now, I guess that’s all right,” said Tiffany.  She had no desire to get involved with the government or the military.  “But we need to try and figure out a way to try and get you three back home, or wherever you want to go.” “Yeah, that ship of yours stands out like a sore thumb on the beach,” said Ebony. “Let’s pay a visit to Dee Dee,” said Tiffany.  “She’s the tech-guru around here, and just might have some ideas.”

The group of women headed towards Dee Dee’s lab.  Inside, she and Summer were going over some of the videos she had made at the studio in the Hollywood hills, and were doing final edits before posting them to the web site. “It was nice of that studio to give you copies of the films you made for them, Summer.  These are really gonna go over great once our customers see them on the web.” “I know…I had a great time meeting Akima and her girlfriends.”  Just then the door opened and Tiffany’s group entered.  “I’d really like to spend more time with them and make some films with them.” “That may happen sooner than you think, darling,” said Akima Mars, greeting Summer. Introductions were made along with a quick recap of how Akima, Pandora and Kitten arrived on the Island. “But if you’re here,” asked Summer, “where’s Jordan?  We sent her to your studio so she could make some videos with you and your girls.” “And judging by the condition of your ship, what the hell happened?” asked Dee Dee. As Akima fielded questions, and the women found seats, Kitten and Pandora began eyeing Dee Dee’s equipment, and exploring things on her PC. “Things got a little out of hand at the mansion, and we had to leave abruptly.  We took Jordan and all the others with us.  When they started shooting at us, I sent them off in the escape pods.” “And just where are they now?” demanded Tiffany. “I made a decision to make sure they survived, rather than let them continue to be shot at if they stayed with us…” “Hey,” interrupted Kitten.  “Dee Dee’s got access to the galactic Interweb on her PC.  We’ve got more options than we thought.” “What’re you doing, messing with my computer?” asked Dee Dee. “Sorry…couldn’t resist exploring it, as one techie to another,” answered Pandora.  “How’d you get access to something like this?” “I use it for keeping in touch with the Vectrans, if it’s any of your business.”  Tiffany rubbed the bridge of her nose and gave a frustrated sigh. “Do you mean Rhiannon and those delightful girls of hers?” asked Akima.  “She was a joy to work with both on Cinnebar and later at the party Gerta threw at the mansion.” Tiffany’s head was starting to spin from all of the information she was absorbing and how it all began to fit together.  “All right…it seems we all know each other a lot better than any of us thought we first did.  We can all sit down around a campfire, make ‘smores’ and tell stories later on.  Can we focus on the problem at hand…finding Jordan and making sure she’s all right?”

“No problem, honey,” answered Kitten as her fingers flew over the keyboard.  “First we’ll make sure nobody spots our ship outside until we can leave.”  She opened an application and tweaked some of the settings.  “There…that takes care of problem number one.” “Don’t go installing any freaky alien software,” said Dee Dee.  “We had enough problems with that in the past.” “This was already on your box, bright eyes.  It’s the hologram program you use.  I just paid a few extra credits to get you the full version of it.” “You’re being awfully generous with our credits, my dear,” said Akima Mars. “If we don’t find a way off this island and then off this planet, Akima,” replied Pandora, “none of us will be able to spend any of those credits, if we’re stuck here.” “Now the beach outside will look just like a deserted beach, thanks to the hologram I generated,” explained Kitten.  “Have one of your girls peek outside and check it out.” Ebony contacted Tami and had her look outside, and confirmed that their ship was con-cealed from prying eyes.

“And now to find out more about where your girl Jordan is at,” Kitten continued.  “Our ship is close enough that I can still access some of the instrument logs remotely.”  A digital screen appeared on the monitor and she scanned it closely.  “Ah, here we go.  The pods were ejected at this point…”  She brought up another screen showing a map.  “And they went off on this trajectory.”  Dotted lines simulated the two pods going down somewhere deep in the middle of the amazon rainforest. “That’s just fucking great,” exclaimed an exasperated Tiffany.  “That narrows it down to only somewhere in South America to try and find Jordan…if she’s even still alive.” “Don’t blow a gasket, honey,” explained Pandora.  “Give Kitten a chance to work her magic.” “I’m trying to access the records log for the pods, but this box of your only has so much power,” said Kitten.  She tapped a few more keys and got what she wanted.  “Here’s the low-down on the pods: both went down safely, one showing four life forms and the other three.” Akima Mars gave a quick recap on who was in the two pods. “I don’t care about those other three,” said Tiffany.  “Just bring my girl home safely.” “I can also pick up that someone used an external communicator to send out an SOS message,” said Kitten as she examined the log.  “Apparently it was received by someone, because another craft was sent later that day, homing in on the signal from it.” “Your girl Jordan has friends in high places, Tiffany,” said Pandora as she looked closely at another screen Kitten had opened.  “Whoever received that message sent out some major players from the meta-human community: ladies named She-Hulk, Knockout and Giganta.” Tiffany’s eyes popped open in surprise, along with the other girls’.  “We’ve met those girls briefly before, but I didn’t think Jordan had any way of contacting them.” “And we’ve seen them on Cinnebar, and also got to meet them briefly at the mansion at the big party,” said Akima.  “With those three looking for them and Kara to help protect her, I don’t think Jordan has anything to worry about…it’s just a matter of time before they return her home.” “Give me a few minutes, and I can find a way to tap into their communications system and get a message to the girls who were sent to rescue them,” said Kitten.  “Once they’ve got them, I’ll ask ’em to drop Jordan off here on their way back.” “But if that’s some kind of government technology you’re hacking into,” asked Dee Dee, “won’t they be able to trace it right back to us?” “Not with some of this snazzy software you got from the Vectrans, honey.  Between that and the way you’ve removed this island from the maps and Internet, nobody will find this place unless you want ’em to.” “Except for you, the trio of mutant girls and who knows how many others…” grumbled Tiffany. “That was because both ships were out of control and they stumbled onto this place by accident, darling…” explained Akima. Tiffany wasn’t happy about it, but realized there was nothing else she could do at the moment.  “All right, we’ll wait until we hear more on how they’re doing, and when they’ll be back.”

Akima Mars seized the moment and tried to steer things towards what they did best. “Well, now that we’ve done all we can, why don’t we get to know each other a little better?”  Even though she was bustier than Tiffany, Akima hadn’t been able to take her eyes off of her incredible figure. “This’ll sound weird coming from me, but I need to take a rain check on that offer, Akima.  My mind’s still spinning after that mutant girl Mystique changed her appearance so many times when Dee Dee and I did it with her.” Akima knew from experience that not everyone took well to their abilities to change their appearances, and decided not to press the issue.  “Whenever you’re ready darling, we’ll be here for you.  But there must be something we can do for you girls, after we showed up so unannounced like this?” “Why don’t we show Dee Dee some of our video library?” asked Pandora.  “If she sees something she likes, we can give her some copies that she can post to their web site.” Akima ground her teeth at the thought of giving away videos for free, but also knew she had to make an effort to get along with her hosts while they were here and forced a smile as she nodded. “And we could also do some solo posing for Dee Dee while we’re at it,” added Kitten.  “I’m sure you girls market still photos as well as videos to your fan base?” As Dee Dee nodded and warmed up to the offer, Akima Mars could almost feel her blood pressure rise slightly, but could only nod in agreement.  She gripped the arms of the chair she was sitting in so hard, one of her long fingernails cracked. Tiffany noticed Akima looking at her fingers and then saw the ruined nail.  “C’mon.  Some of the girls here are a whiz at doing nails, and they can fix that…from the way your ship looks, you’re lucky that’s all the damage it did to you.”  Akima gave a frustrated sigh and followed Tiffany out, pausing long enough to glare at Kitten and Pandora.

Several hours later, Dee Dee’s stomach began to feel better after an extensive tour through the galactic starlets’ video library.  Thanks to their technology, they were able to remotely access the videos which were stored on discs on Dragonfly. Dee Dee wasn’t completely surprised when she saw the three of them performing as super-hung shemales, after hearing Barocca’s tales about them.  “You three must be using those ‘micro-flesh bond’ dildos that Summer brought back.” “Where do think she got a hold of them, honey?” answered Kitten. And seeing them alter their hair color and facial features wasn’t totally upsetting to her, after experiencing it beforehand with Mystique.  She and the other girls had all had to ‘reinvent’ themselves slightly during their modeling careers so they could continue to appeal to a wider audience. But after thinking she was ready for anything, Dee Dee had prodded Kitten and Pandora to see some of their more exotic and unusual videos with non-human species.  She regretted it almost immediately, and the girls had to stop the playback before Dee Dee lost her lunch while watching some of their more bizarre scenes. “Sorry about that, Dee Dee,” Pandora apologized.  “Since we’re not from earth, we’re used to doing it with non-humans.” “We have to appeal to whatever planet we’re appearing on, and sometimes that means a drastic change in our appearance, as well as what kind of sex we have,” added Kitten. “Boy, you can say that again,” said Dee Dee.  “We can market a certain amount of your material as big boobs will always be a big seller.  And we know firsthand that shemale material is becoming more and more popular too.  But I wouldn’t even know how to even describe or try to market some of those scenes I saw you three performing in…there’s always a chance some-one out there might like them…but I think we’ll stick with what we do best for the time being.”

They headed out of Dee Dee’s lab and walked towards her quarters.  They met Tiffany and Akima Mars in the hallway. “Since you two and Akima are so eager to ‘help out’ around here, here’s an idea: we’ve got two new girls, Ashley Renee and Magenta who are visiting the Island,” said Tiffany. “We’ve met those two are wonderful ladies, Tiffany,” said Akima.  “Summer and some other models made some films with them back at the mansion, before we had to leave.” “Since we were running everything, we didn’t have time to appear in any films with them,” said Kitten. “But we can’t miss an opportunity like this, now that we’re all together,” added Pandora.

“I’ll let ’em know you’re here,” said Tiffany.  “After the experience they had being with Lulu, I think they’ll enjoy working with you, especially since they’ve already met you.” “That sounds fabulous, darling,” said Akima.  “Film everything and we’ll each get copies we can each release later on.” Tiffany glanced nervously at Dee Dee. “Shouldn’t be a problem with that.  I don’t think any of our fans will have access to the Galactic Interweb and find them there.” “Tiffany, let’s go greet Ashley and Magenta and set things up,” said Akima Mars.  They headed off to the guest quarters.

“Let’s find an empty room and we’ll put that hologram program to good use,” said Kitten. “You know what’s more popular to your fans,” added Pandora.  “We’ll cater to some of their requests for photos sets with just big boobs.” “After that, you two can put those ‘micro flesh bond’ dildos to good use,” replied Dee Dee with a wide smile.  “And I’ll bring out my own one-eyed snake to come out and play.”

Midnight Mayhem

After subduing Kate and Kaz, Harley and Ivy were still interested in more sex, but with different partners.  After doing this, both knew they needed to take some precautions. “Doing it with those two was okay, red,” said Harley.  “But it just wasn’t the same as when we each did it with Kitten and Pandora, back on Cinnebar.” “I know exactly what you mean.  With these two, it’s like you’re playing with a rabid dog; you never know when it’ll turn on you and bite.” Ivy concentrated, making the bizarre foliage that was binding Kate and Kaz to the bed even tighter.  “And now for the finishing touch…”  Two parts of the vines suddenly sprouted bright blooms, and then grew large tubers like a potato.  The animated greenery moved towards the sister’s faces and wedged the bulbs firmly in their mouths. “Now these two ain’t goin’ nowhere, unless a tree surgeon comes along,” laughed Harley.  “I hope ya like salads, girls!”  The sisters glared hatefully at them, but were powerless to move or speak for the time being. Having already been with Kitten and Pandora back on Cinnebar, they went in search of more new partners to have fun with. “Jordan and Kara have got to be around here somewhere, Harley.” “Or maybe we’ll get lucky and find Kitten and Pandora again.  Let’s have as much fun as we can, before we gotta leave this place.”

Their search was rewarded as they opened a door and saw both women sprawled out on  a king-sized bed.  Harley and Ivy tingled with anticipation as they entered the room with Jordan and Kara.  Lit only by some moonlight coming through the window, both were sound asleep after a round of sensational sex earlier.  Jordan had lost her mental control and her thick cock was over eight inches long, lying across her thigh.  Ivy saw that Kara hadn’t bothered to take off her special dildo.  She quietly pressed the ON switch, and the straps disappeared, leaving her with an almost twin prick like Jordan’s, stretched out across her tummy, the head reaching past her navel even while it was limp.  Several hours had passed since Kara was with Gerta, and the device was fully recharged. Harley and Ivy eyed their cocks and balls and couldn’t help but admire them. “It’s too bad we wore these toys from Akima Mars out on those two trollops, earlier,” said Ivy.  They had already used up the two-hour limit on them with Kate and Kaz. “Remind me ta bring some batteries or jumper cables next time, red.”

“Look at the size of these beauties, Ivy.”  She reached out and caressed Jordan’s balls. She gave a pleasant moan as her shaft began to come to life.  “They’re freakin’ huge!  When they’re hard, each one’s gonna be bigger than my fist!”  They were heavy too, the smooth soft skin feeling so wild to have in her hand as Jordan’s cock noticed the attention and began to grow.   Next to her, Ivy grabbed Kara’s growing shaft and began to stroke it.  It was throbbing hard and growing fast with thick veins bulging out on it.  Her cockhead had a pee hole that looked big enough for Ivy put her pinky finger into. Both girls grabbed their cockheads and squeezed them a bit, the edges of their foreskin flowing over the glans, while the head rubbed against their palms.  They could feel the blood begin rushing through the shafts as they continued to stroke them and squeeze the heads.  Before too long, there was a spurt against Harley’s palm and she felt a gooey, slippery pre-cum lubricate the space between the head of her cock and her palm. Harley smiled when she looked and saw drops fall to the floor.  Ivy kept rubbing the face of Kara’s cock with one hand and stroking her cock with the other.  Kara and Jordan’s cocks were extended now and each was as thick as her wrist and at least eighteen inches long.  Then came another small spurt of pre-cum.  It sprayed out onto Ivy’s hand and dripped down her arm.  Ivy grabbed the throbbing shaft with both hands and began to stroke Kara hard. It was such a rush to squeeze her cock and feel the blood rushing through it.  Harley watched as another small spurt shot out from Jordan’s prick and splashed on the floor.   “Holy shit!” exclaimed Harley.  “That little spurt was more cum than ‘Mister J’ ever put out on his best day!”  “How much cum do you think these two have?” Ivy wondered, as she squeezed Kara’s cock and stroked her hard and fast. “I don’t know, but we’re sure gonna find out,” panted Harley.

Within moments, both Jordan and Kara’s cocks had reached their full erect length of two feet.  Neither Ivy or Harley could fully grip their shafts with one hand; it was like trying to control a vibrating baseball bat.  Every few seconds their cocks would throb and a small stream of cum would shoot out.  Each spurt was thick and about six inches long, landing on their faces and dripping down onto their breasts. Suddenly, Jordan and Kara’s breathing increased to rapid panting, and their stomachs tautened.  Harley and Ivy knew they had brought the twin towers to life, and now they were ready to erupt. “Harley,” Ivy called out nervously.  “I think we may have bitten off more than we can chew.” “Too late now, red.  ‘Old faithful’ here’s ready to explode!” Jordan and Kara opened their eyes at the same time and smiled wickedly at Harley and Ivy.  Both reached out and gripped their balls at the same time, intensifying the sensations they were receiving.

Then Kara and Jordan came at the same time.  Harley and Ivy thought they were ready for them, after the action they’d seen on Cinnebar.  Thick white streams of cum erupted out of their cocks, almost hitting the ceiling in a nearly continuous stream.  It stopped for a second and then happened several more times.  Ivy and Harley were amazed to be hanging onto massive cocks like these as Kara and Jordan were cumming.  Their pricks jumped, jerked and throbbed, the raging cum squirting through them making them hard to hold onto. Harley wrapped her boobs around Jordan’s shaft and played with her cock, rubbing the head against her face vigorously.  Ivy copied her actions on Kara, and another spurt of cum squirted out and splashed everywhere on her.  It was all over her belly, face and tits, and she rubbed even harder while she stroked Kara’s big fat cock even faster.  Harley grabbed Jordan’s dick with both hands and started to give her the best hand job she could.  Jordan shot off again, multiple thick streams going completely over her head, and all the way to the floor.  Harley cupped both hands next to her cockhead and they were quickly overflowing with hot sperm. Seeing Harley’s hands running over with cum, Ivy couldn’t control herself, leaned over and drank two big gulps.   Harley followed, swallowing the rest of the gooey, warm, sticky cum. “Now that’s what I call ‘finger lickin’ good.” Kara finished things off by shooting several more streams on Harley and Ivy’s faces and watching it run down onto their boobs.  They both couldn’t help but look a little embarrassed at being caught in the act, but each one had a delicious look on their face that said they were ready for more action.

Jordan looked at the clock radio and yawned.  “Y’know, ordinarily I’d be pissed at some-one waking me up in the middle of the night like this…” “But since you two did such a good job, we’ll let you finish what you started,” said Kara. “But the two of ya just came, big time!” said Harley.  “Don’t you two need a little time to ‘recharge’?” asked Ivy. “Do these babies look like they’re anywhere near finished?” Jordan replied. Harley and Ivy stared in awe at the two rock-hard shafts.  If they hadn’t just experienced what they could do firsthand, they wouldn’t have believed it. “Nobody could’ve completely slept through what you two did to us,” said Kara. “But you did such a good job, we decided to let you have your fun,” finished Jordan.

Harley and Ivy eagerly went back to work, this time switching partners.  In what seemed like no time at all, Jordan shot off into Ivy, the first spurt splashing against her tonsils and filling her mouth instantly.  Ivy greedily swallowed down as much as she could as fast as she was able.   Next to her, Harley was really rubbing Kara’s cockhead with her tongue when her second climax came.  It rushed into her mouth like a tidal wave and dripped from the corners.  This was the most exhilarating and depraved thing Harley had ever imagined.  Every spurt from Kara was just as good as the first.  Harley was trying to keep up, when more cum poured out of Kara’s cock like a pressure hose. Harley swallowed as fast as she could, but it was splashing everywhere.  Then it stopped for a second and started again, cum splashing all over her forehead and face.  By the time Kara was done Harley was covered in cum from head to waist.  Next to her, Ivy frantically gulped down as much as she could from Jordan’s cock and sprawled out on her back on the bed.

“Well, I hope that you two enjoyed yourselves,” said Jordan, looking down at the cum-splattered forms of Harley and Ivy. “Because now, we’re certainly gonna enjoy ourselves with you,” finished Kara. Jordan played with her cock and put it close to Harley’s ass, using the head of her cock to spread cum around her butt cheeks.  Once they were properly coated, she began to rub the head of her cock down the crack of Harley’s ass.   Kara still had a huge hard-on as she pushed her cock right up against Ivy’s butthole. She stuffed it in hard, flexing her hips and driving her cock into Ivy’s tight little ass like it was nothing.  Harley and Ivy squealed with delight as they felt the exquisite pressure from Kara and Jordan’s pricks as they were filled to overflowing.

Kate and Kaz awoke late that night.  Even though they were several rooms away, the noise from the foursome carried to where they were and roused them.  The southern sisters had finally had enough.  Despite Gerta and Akima’s warnings, they had pissed off Harley and Ivy and wound up on the receiving end as they indulged their kinkier fantasies on them.  With-out Ivy present in the room, the sisters easily freed themselves from the vines that were holding them to the bed, and spat out the tubers in their mouths.  As they stood up and brushed off the last plant pieces, Kate and Kaz were livid.  A quick shower cleaned off most of the plant sap and sperm that had nearly coated them. “Are you thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’, sis?” said Kate as they toweled off. “It’s like that one sailor says: that’s all I can stand, I can’t stand no more!” They marched to the room where Gerta kept her special stock of mystic ingredients.  Using a lock-pick, they were quickly inside, and closed the door. “We’re smarter than Gerta thinks,” Kate muttered.  An alarm spell was activated when the sisters entered, but with Gerta sound asleep after a three-way with Kara and Akima, it wouldn’t be alerting anyone.  They began adding and mixing different items, trying to duplicate what Gerta had given them in Mexico when she increased their strength and they went after Jordan and Lori.  After a little while, Kate had produced two glasses, and the strange concoc-tions were bubbling and fizzing almost like they were alive. “Are you sure about this?” Kaz nervously asked her sister. “Hell, no,” admitted Kate.  “But I’m damned fuckin’ sure I’m tired of the way Gerta’s been treatin’ us…and I’m even more sure I want ta get even with that blonde snot, Jordan, after what she did to us back in Mexico.” “And that frickin’ Harley and Ivy too!  Whichever ones we can find first,” Kaz agreed, holding up her glass.  “Bottoms up.” “Down the hatch, before it hardens.” Within moments, the sisters appeared like Dr. Banner changing into his alter-ego.  They now looked like two bodybuilders with huge biceps and muscular bodies from head to toe. “We may not be super-chicks, like that one gal,” said Kaz.  “But we’re packin’ more than enough to get even with that blonde smart-ass, Jordan or those other two snots.” “Let’s go huntin’, sis,” replied Kate.

Outside, Kate and Kaz were on a search and destroy mission.  If they came to a door that was locked, they used their brute strength to smash it open.  The noise of such activity carried clearly to the room Jordan and the others were in. The sisters’ hunt took hardly any time at all.  With everyone else asleep, they went to the only room with voices coming from it.  Kara and Jordan were reveling in the sensations and were almost losing control as they came closer to climaxing for a third time. After fucking their two visitors long and hard, Jordan and Kara were on their knees on the bed, each girl sporting a two-foot erection, and squeezing their nuts as Harley stroked Jordan and Ivy did the same on Kara, bringing them closer to their release. Suddenly, Harley and Ivy immediately recognized the sisters’ voices, and could sense their anger.  The four women froze as they listened to the voices in the hallway. “Sound like we found the whole kit and kaboodle of ’em, sis,” Kate hissed, “Where are you, ya damned midget?” Kaz yelled.   “And where’s yer partner, the little green smurf?” Kate called out. The door suddenly flew open, with Kate and Kaz framed in the dim light.  Harley and Ivy kept frantically stroking Jordan and Kara’s cocks, getting them ready to shoot off. “Rise and shine, ya blonde snot-nose!” “It’s payback time fer what ya did ta us, gal!” By now, Kara and Jordan were ready to shoot off.  They couldn’t make out details, but they instantly recognized the sisters’ voices.  Harley and Ivy each angled Kara and Jordan’s huge shemale shafts as best they could at Kate and Kaz in the doorway. “Open fire, Harley!” shouted Ivy. “You got it, red!” Torrents of cum rocketed out from both girls’ cocks, catching the sisters flush in the face.  Their face and head was the only part of them that wasn’t musclebound and the sperm landing in their mouth, nose and eyes momentarily disoriented them.  They were frozen for a moment as they spat out mouthfuls of jism and wiped the cum off their faces and tried to see clearly.  Harley took this instant to hop off the bed and find the light switch. “Eww!  What’d you two do to yourselves?  Ya don’t even look like girls anymore!” “Shut the hell up, shorty!” snarled Kate.  “We came lookin’ fer you two snots.  But kickin’ Jordan’s ass too is gonna be a bonus!” Jordan could tell how serious the sisters were.  She got up from the bed and used her mental power to change to her seven-foot height, and also will her cock and balls to return to a much smaller size.  On the other side of the bed, Kara removed the strap-on dildo and stood up.She didn’t know the history between Jordan and the sisters but could easily tell when a fight was about to break out. “If you’ve got a problem with Jordan, then you’ve got a problem with me too.”  Kara wasn’t as visibly muscled as the sisters, but she was a meta-human.  Kate and Kaz had forgot-ten about Jordan’s ability to change size, but it was too late to back down now. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” growled Kara, as the sisters charged towards them.  She grabbed Kate by the hair, and slammed her into the wall, leaving a huge dent in the sheet rock. “Sure hope that wasn’t yer best shot, gal.”  Kate got up, shook some of the loose plaster off of herself and lunged at Kara again. Kaz locked hands and arms with Jordan like a wrestling tie-up.  With her superior size, Jordan was now almost even with her in power.  Harley found the clock radio and slammed it against Kaz’s head; it shattered and only succeeded in making her angrier.   “Go away, squirt!  Ya bother me!”  With one hand, she shoved Harley into Ivy, knocking them both off of the bed.

In the room where Gerta had left her, Akima Mars was awakened by the sounds of the brawl, but wasn’t quite sure what it was.  She felt like she was recovering from a major hang-over, thanks to what Greta had put in her body.  “Must be one of those earthquakes that I’ve heard California has so many of,” as she rose and donned a robe.  But earth tremors didn’t yell and cuss.  Another loud impact was heard, as she was joined by Pandora and Kitten in the hallway in their pajamas. “What the heck’s going on, Akima?” asked Kitten. “At a guess, I’d say the sisters are on a rampage.”  Their southern drawls carried through the rooms of house.  “Go wake up Gerta.  That fraulein seems to be the only who can control those two…but I don’t know if even she can cool them off now.” Kitten took off to rouse Gerta, while Pandora and Akima followed the trail of destruction.  Every few seconds there was another loud impact from somewhere, followed by shouts and cursing.  To neither woman’s surprise the smoke detector and then a security alarm started sounding off.   “It figures that whoever the original owner of this place was would spend the money for an advanced alarm system,” Akima grumbled.  “It’s probably already alerted the police and fire departments.” “Great.  Now the cops’ll be here soon…” moaned Pandora. “If we don’t stop this quickly, there may not be a house left,” finished Akima Mars.

By now the brawl had moved though the house to the garage, although they were lucky there were no cars parked at this time.  Kara had been in enough situations like this to know she’d have to take it to the next level to take down Kate and Kaz.  But her meta-human strength was failing her due to everything she’d absorbed from Gerta earlier.  Ordinarily, she’d mop up the floor with Kate and Kaz and not even break a sweat; but tonight she was struggling to put them away.  Jordan was also showing signs of weakening after a prolonged battle. “You two forced me to do this,” shouted Kara as she strained to activate her heat vision.  “I hope the two of you look good with a dark tan!”  Due to the effects of Gerta’s ‘jism’ in her system, Kara made a sweep of the garage, gouging blazing chunks out of the walls, but Kate and Kaz easily ducked the intense beams due to Kara’s weakness. “Ya missed us, dead-eye!” Unfortunately, Kara’s heat vision scored a direct hit on the circuit breaker box behind them.  A loud explosion was heard, and when the smoke cleared, flames had broken out on the walls and were growing larger. Akima and Pandora reached the doorway and saw the chaos in the garage. “Oh, good grief, no,” Akima exclaimed.  Any hope of containing the situation vanished. To no one’s surprise, sirens could be heard in the distance and becoming louder.  It didn’t matter if the home was almost a mile from the nearest neighbor; carnage like this was bound to noticed and reported. A moment later, Kitten and Gerta arrived next.  Gerta’s body had returned to normal, and for the moment Kara and Akima had forgotten what she’d done to them. “Mein gott!  What is going on here?” she exclaimed. “My best guess is the sisters took matters into their own hands, and tried to get revenge on their own,” snapped Akima.  As they looked at them, Kate and Kaz were panting heavily and beginning to return to their normal physiques; without the proper knowledge, the brew they had created only had a short-term effect on them, and she could also tell that Kara was also some-how in a weakened state.  Akima Mars knew that immediate action was called for.

“Everyone stop fighting now!” Akima shrieked, her voice hitting a high, piercing note.  “Get aboard Dragonfly now!”  The various women stood still and stared at her quizzically.  “Unless any of you would like to stick around and try and explain this to the authorities?” Gerta and the sisters were on thin ice with the police already after the party.  The galactic video starlets certainly didn’t need to be detained and questioned.  Kara needed to bring in Harley and Ivy for Amanda Waller, and Jordan knew any place was better than staying here. Everyone quickly boarded the cruiser, Akima activated the cloaking technology, and the ship left the Hollywood hills.  Due to the emergency nature of their departure, Akima didn’t have time to plot any type of course; the important thing was to leave the mansion at once.  By sheer chance, Dragonfly was headed away on a northeast heading.

Eudaimonia

We returned home in the afternoon. I was first and of course the first thing I did, since I was already a nudist again, was taking everything off and await my father, my love.

He came home one hour later and when he saw me, he said.

-How good it is to reach home and seeing my son as a nudist again and how good it is to find my love already naked and that hard, I hope it is because you’re seeing me again.

-Of course, Robert, come on, your turn to strip. I won’t be shy anymore and will beat off as I watch my father, my boyfriend taking it all off.

As he stripped, he told me.

-I’ve been asking the other teachers and they’ve told me there are no more risks of any other earthquake or more aftershocks now.

-Good, Robert but I’ll always remember how hot it was to cum in your so far virgin ass because of the fright I had due to the earthquake as I was fucking you.

Finally he was totally nude and I told him.

-But also due to the earthquake, you didn’t fuck me in bed as I wanted. We love each other and still Robert has not fucked his partner Royce. Could you do it now, please?

-Ok, I love you, so I’ll do it now.

He told me he wanted to look into my eyes as he was shagging me, so totally nude, I lied on my back on the floor and as he wanted to see my eyes, it was my eyes that saw how hard my father’s dick was getting once he was approaching my ass and finally I saw a spear, a javelin thrust into my crack. And there was no earthquake now but I could feel Robert’s lance was trembling and finally his meatus would pour lava and there could even be some aftershocks. Of course it was not hurting me and my moans of fun turned him on a lot and he felt safe. He wasn’t only fucking me; he was making love to me, to my ass, to his dear son, to his beloved boyfriend. I almost awakened our neighbours from their siestas with my loud shrieks of pleasure and Robert knew this was the perfect harmony of a father and a son making love, this was real eudaimonia, a word used by the old Greek, a word used by Aristotle for instance, meaning happiness and well-being. Of this word I was thinking when I felt Robert moistening my ass and I cried.

-Eudaimonia!

-Indeed it is eudaimonia, Royce, oh how I love you. But you know my heart is another earthquake trembling because of you. I wanna create total eudaimonia, and though you have already fucked me, I want you again inside me, please.

-Good, Robert, same position I have been in.

And when I saw my love also on the floor, I looked at his crack and entered again that place where my cock had already entered but wanted to always be inside.

Robert now was kissing me all the time; we touched thoroughly like two mad conductors of an orchestra. Our lips were all the time on the other’s lips but in those scarce moments they were not locked together they shaped some words: love, nudism, hedonism, eudaimonia…

I was for more than ten minutes fucking Robert for the second time, now that I was not frightened to take his ass anymore, for he showed me clearly how he liked this intimate act. I finally screamed my utter fun in Robert’s hole and just as I had done, he now shouted.

-Eudaimonia!

Now we decided to have lunch and later did the usual housework and again after some years, father and son were watching tv comfortably naked together.

We were touching each other nevertheless and at a certain point I suddenly took Robert’s dick in my mouth by surprise.

-This is what I want to do now, Robert: giving you a blowjob when I fucking desire and as I am lucky to know you’ll always be naked, your cock is there for me to suck as often as desire takes me.

-You know now that besides your father, I’m your boyfriend, and I love you, Royce and of course I’ll never deny you blowjobs whenever you want. So hot to know that after now you’ll also live totally nude next to me. We’re living now in eudaimonia, total hedonism: the search for pleasure never harming anybody -and it was also a hedonistic way of living to know that you can also cum in your boyfriend’s mouth by surprise, as Robert Murphy did just then.

We continued watching tv, with many kisses, actually we were smooching devotedly and both our dicks totally hard.

That’s when Robert surprised me giving me a new blowjob. He also wanted to do it whenever desire took him, not telling me anything beforehand and since now my dick would always be visible for him, for I was just as hedonistic and as nudist as my boyfriend, he could do with my dick exactly what I’d done earlier with his. And as I’d done with him, I never told him anything either and surprised him giving him my masculine nectar after ten minutes.

Now a couple living as perfect hedonists, trying to make our partner as happy as we are. Robert always tells me that he loves me increasingly more as time passes and I answer with similar words, for it’s also true that I love him deeply. Both when he’s near me and when I’m alone and miss him, I spend my time wanking over him: it’s stronger than me.

Cody is working in the stables, making the stables clean. The water is splashing up so much that it makes his shirt all wet.

Cody removes his shirt and then continues in his jeans to clean the stables.

He is unaware that Michael enters the stables. “Cody?” Michael yells.

Cody is so up in cleaning the stables he has no clue that Michael is behind him.

Michael steps in the stable and gives a friendly slap on Cody’s shoulder.

Cody jumps up and accidentally hoses Michael down.

“Oh my God Michael!” Cody says startled and shocked to have hosed Michael down.

“What the fuck Cody!” Michael says angry, while being dripping wet.

Cody puts the hose down and runs out of the stables for a towel.

Michael cannot stay in these clothes and strips down. Removing his t-shirt slowly made Cody stare at the rich business man revealing his upper body.

Stunned by the muscle physique of Michael Cody keeps staring and is frozen.

Slowly Michael removes his jeans too, getting to stand in his dark blue boxer shorts.

“Are you okay Cody?” Michael asks standing in front of Cody in his underwear.

Cody is so hypnotized by Michael’s pecs that without thinking he suddenly says “Damn Mikey!”

“Excuse me?” Michael says.

Cody cannot get his focus and stares at Michael’s hot presence by standing only in his underwear.

“Yo, Cody!?” Michael yells.

Cody gets out of his hypnotisation of Michael’s hunky body.

“What’s wrong with you?” Michael asks.

“Well if someone that hot like you stands in front of me I cannot look away.” Cody explains.

“Wait what?” Michael questions and raises his eyebrow.

Michael starts to laugh, thinking Cody is joking and teasing him. “Good one man.”

Cody steps closer to Michael, putting his hands on Michael’s chest and pushes the blond stud against the stable walls.

“Cody, what are you doing?” Michael asks, getting nervous.

“You’re making me crazy with your presence like this.” Cody explains.

Michael and Cody stare in each other’s eyes. Then Cody plants a kiss on Michael’s lips.

He doesn’t know why but Michael doesn’t stop Cody, he lets the hunky stable man with that sweaty working body pressed against his body kiss with him.

Sensations run to both men their bodies.

Michael for this lower class working man has his body pressed against him, wanting him so badly.

Cody for having this rich hunky stud, pressed against the dirty barn walls to do whatever he wants with.

Realizing what he’s doing Cody stops the kissing and looks at Michael.

Michael stares at Cody with a look of confusion why he stopped.

“Are you sure we should continue?” Cody questions.

“You better continue as you have me like this.” Michael teases.

“You are making me crazy wild Mikey!” Cody confesses.

“Well let that wild beast out then and don’t you worry about your position.” Michael says.

Those are just the perfect words for Cody to know he can do whatever he wants with Michael and he grins. “Okay Mikey, you asked for it!”

Michael dirty grins, realizing he’s going to be dominated by this hot working lower class stable stud.

Cody presses Michael to his knees and he starts to unzip his jeans. “Time to bring that mouth to good use Mikey!”

Michael looks up. He’s a little nervous as he never has sucked dick properly before.

Cody takes his dick out and Michael is stunned.

“No wonder those horses are comfortable with you.” Michael says looking at Cody’s horse sized cock.

“Mikey, that’s a very bad joke!” Cody says with a stern voice.

“I’m sorry Cody.” Michael replies.

Cody suddenly gives a slap in Michael’s face. “You better call me master!”

“I’m sorry Co- I mean master”

“That’s better, now open up and start sucking on my dick!”

Michael opens up and lets Cody push that big horse sized dick up in his throat.

Wanting to be sure Michael doesn’t pull back Cody grabs Michael’s head and holds him.

Michael starts to gag and choke on that big dick deep in his throat.

“Stay on it Mikey and learn to really work!”

Michael’s gagging echoes through the stable they are in and after a while Michael eventually starts to handle it more.

Cody takes his dick out of Michael’s mouth and slaps with it in Michael’s face. “This big cock is going up that uptight ass of you you punk!”

Michael looks up, he rubs his crotch and Cody looks down, seeing Michael got commando in his underwear. “Stand up and remove that underwear, show me what Willow gets pleased with!”

Michael gets turned on by Cody’s dirty talk like that. He stands up and lowers his underwear to reveal his pretty sized cock to Cody.

Cody grabs hold of Michael’s dick and strokes it. “Good size Mikey.”

Michael is amazed by Cody’s sudden grip and his dick pulses in Cody’s hand. Feeling so excited.

Cody brings Michael’s dick to his dick and compares them while he strokes them also at the same time.

Michael releases a moan, enjoying this.

“Does Mikey likey?” Cody teases.

Michael looks in Cody’s eyes and moans while Cody keeps stroking their dicks at the same time.

“I’m so ready to get down and dirty with you in these stables.” Cody reveals.

Michael looks at Cody. “Do me, master!”

Cody gets a big smile on his face and suddenly ley’s go of their dicks. He quickly turns Michael around and Michael feels that big horse cock at his ass.

Cody gets Michael close against him, letting him hang against him and rubs his big hard horse cock at Michael’s ass.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, you will howl!” Cody whispers in Michael’s ear.

Cody pushes Michael off of him. “Get down on your hands and knees Mikey!”

Michael with shaking knees drops to his knees and lays his hands down on the floor.

Cody licks his lips, looking at Michael’s sweet bubble butt awaiting his penetration.

Michael awaits to get taken dirty while Cody drops to his knees behind Michael.

Cody slaps at Michael’s ass. “Ready to be getting the ride of your life Mikey?”

Michael looks over his shoulder at Cody. “Yes master, fuck me like a horse!”

Cody grins, finding it hot how a dirty mind Michael has.

First running his hands over Michael’s masculine back and then leads them towards that perfect fuckable ass. Prying those ass cheeks apart Cody gets to see that sweet pink hole he’s going to fuck.

“Damn what a nice sweet tight hole Mikey!” Cody says and then spits at that hole.

“Oh fuck!” Michael says out of shock, feeling his hole being spit at by Cody.

“Fucked you will be!” Cody teases with a little slap at Michael’s ass cheek.

Michael is so turned on that he grabs hold of his dick and strokes it.

But just when he’s stroking it Cody slaps his hand away. “You will stroke it when I say you can!”

Michael so badly wants to stroke his dick but also finds it hot how Cody dominates him.

“First I’m gonna get on this saddle!” Cody says and brings his horse sized dick towards that spit up hole.

Michael feels the excitement of getting that horse sized dick up his ass.

Cody grabs hold of Michael’s waste. “Saddle up Mikey!”

Michael feels that big cock coming inside him.

“FUUUCCCKKKK!!” Michael howls while that enormous cock comes inside him.

How much Cody wants to ram his dick up inside there he enters steady and slow, knowing he can hurt someone with his horse sized cock.

Even though it’s huge and too much, Michael is able to take Cody’s huge member all the way.

“Oh yeah Mikey, I knew you could do this!” Cody says, hanging over Michael and kisses the sexy stud his muscle back while he gets his hands next to Michael.

Michael notices how Cody gets himself in position and the starts to feel Cody fuck him like the beast he is.

“FUUUUCCCKKKK!!” Michael screams again.

Like a wild horse Cody is hovering above Michael.

Cody grunts and growls while fucking Michael.

To Michael it almost sounds like a real horse is fucking him.

“Ow God you have a nice saddle to fuck Mikey!”

“Oh fu-fuck ye-yeah” Michael replies, barely coming out of his words while being wildly fucked by Cody.

Just like the tough working man Cody looks like, he also fucks that way. Bringing Michael’s fantasy about Cody coming true.

Cody’s big hunky body is covered in sweat while he fucks like the fuck animal he is.

Michael lets himself be taken by this hard working man, releasing his wild side on his ass.

Rough hard pounds are given to Michael’s ass. The slapping echoes through the stable.

“You’re such a hot fucking stud Mikey!”

“Keep fucking me master, don’t stop!” Michael replies.

“Don’t you worry, I will fuck you silly Mikey, I will make you see stars!”

Cody stops for a moment and turns Michael over on his back. “Give me that sweet hole again!”

“It’s all yours master.”

Cody grabs Michael by his chin. “Don’t ever forget that Mikey!” He says and this time practically rams his dick up inside knowing Michael can easier handle that now.

“FUUUUCCCKKKK!!” Michael howls.

Cody grins and keeps fucking Michael wildly.

Michael’s body rocks on the floor of the stable while taking the deep hard thrusts of the rough stable worker.

While taking the deep hard thrusts Michael looks up and gets caught by Cody looking down at him and winks at him. “Go ahead Mikey, stroke that dick!”

Michael is so horny he grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it. “Fuck me Cody-master, don’t stop, fucking don’t stop man!”

Cody can tell Michael is very horny for him and with his hands he rubs over Michael’s body, feeling those pecs up while he keeps thrusting inside him.

“I’m cumming man, I’m fucking cumming!” Michael cursus.

Cody can tell Michael is really enjoying this now and he squeezes Michael’s pecs to eventually bring his fingers to those sweet dollar sized nipples to pinch them.

As if Cody switches the button Michael cums all over himself.

“FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!” Michael screams while he cums.

“Wow Mikey, how a fucking hot slut you can be!” Cody says.

“Oh yeah, now fill me up master!” Michael replies while catching his breath.

Cody gives several thrusts and then cums inside Michael, filling the sexy stud up while laying on the dirty stable floor.

“FUUUUUCCCKKK!!” Cody screams while cumming.

Michael looks how Cody’s incredible body tenses up. He reaches his hands out and admires that masculine physique of Cody’s.

Cody loves how Michael feels him up and an extra spurt of cum comes out of his dick. “WOW!” Cody says and collapses on top of Michael.

Both studs catch their breaths and laugh how they went all for whatever this was.