The Immortal, Volume 2
Copyright© 2024 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 78
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 78 - Volume 2 is a compendium of the next thirty-eight chapters of Jim’s saga. As his relationship with Mandy deepens, the hints of her troubled marriage cause him to question their future, his motivation, and hers. Is he also a monster, corrupting her? And when others become involved in their shared world, Mandy’s innate talents are revealed. (Warning: Jim predates nifty little modern sexuality tags; if it's pleasurable or called for, he will do it.)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual BDSM Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Exhibitionism Oral Sex Water Sports
With Cinder’s swirling tongue lashing my cock as I pushed into her mouth, flaring nostrils blasted hot air along my shaft. While grinning at the nearest camera, I swept loose platinum tresses from her face. When heated breaths intensified, I glanced downward right as Mandy added her wide lips to my rod.
“Hmm, that’s nice,” I murmured. “Such hungry whores, aren’t you?”
When both nodded, I widened my smile at the shiny lens. But then grunted as Cinder lurched, devouring more of me. Not to be outdone, Mandy leaned so her lips could slurp towards my root.
“Mmm, do a good job.” I slipped my hand from Cinder’s shoulder to drag through Mandy’s thicker, dark hair. “Your audience is loving every second, slut.”
At her slow nod and the increased suction from both mouths, I gulped. Together, they’d become a single cock-hungry creature. Each time Mandy’s lips moved close, the drooling blonde would slide from my bulb to meet her kiss. Plus, as Mandy’s tongue plunged to play with Cinder’s, so much for ice bitch. Okay, so more than cock-hungry.
Although that thought had my core shivering, I thrust deep, taking the sleek blonde’s throat. She needed to understand to whom she belonged. But of course, she already did and raised higher, swallowing more of my rod. At Mandy tilting to slurp on the underside of my disappearing shaft, the world shuddered.
“Oh, you two,” I murmured, with my fingers tightening on both skulls while fucking Cinder’s slippery, warm mouth.
Right then, as Mandy’s teeth nipped at my ball sack, I remembered—competitive. With a grin towards a sparkling drone, I drew my cock free of Cinder. Even as Mandy’s mouth adjusted, I twisted to shove deep into her lips. In seconds I resumed my stroking, piercing her throat, then pushing deeper as more shiny spit swayed to the drool-spattered asphalt.
To her credit, Cinder wasted no time, taking over and running her mouth and swirling tongue along whatever shaft remained beyond Mandy’s descending lips. Which wasn’t much, and when the blonde dove to suck hard on my balls, I groaned to the clear blue sky.
“Mmm, fuck!” I declared to the blurring heavens. “Yes, slut. My sexy slave. Fuck, you both are—”
Before I could finish, Cinder devoured one entire globe and Mandy’s lips flew along my rod. Oh, I tried to hold back, but I was done. With a grunt, I tore my pulsing cock from Mandy right as the first blast spiraled in the bright sunshine. No sooner had it splattered across her wide lips than Cinder’s open mouth appeared just in time to receive the second jet on her glittering tongue. Between them, they swayed, cheek-to-cheek, hunting each spattering strand.
Yes, that had been part of my scheme. But the reality of both cum-streaked smiling faces, their sloppy, white-streaked tongues lashing together, sent such a blast of heat through my core. As it smeared into every color, the entire world shuddered.
“F-Fuck,” I murmured before yipping when both mouths flew to my dribbling cockhead.
With them slurping and licking me clean, I grinned toward the blurry sparkle that was the nearest little camera. Utter bliss washed over me, but there was more to be done. As I straightened to find them kissing, I eased Mandy away.
When I rested my shiny dome on Cinder’s lower lip, she tilted her head backwards. Yes, she knew what was coming.
“Whose slave are you?”
“Yours, master,” she murmured before giving my tip a brief kiss.
No sooner had she peeled the lips from my taut skin than I released my bladder. At the initial rushing splash of urine into her upturned mouth, Cinder moaned. As she tried her best to gulp my bubbly, rushing flow, the pungent scent had Mandy’s nostrils flaring.
While I expected Mandy to flee rearward, instead, she cocked her blindfolded head. At first towards me, then back to the golden torrent overflowing Cinder’s gasping mouth. When Mandy dived forward, the entire universe staggered to a halt. As her lips widened to slurp at the frothy stream, her throat moved.
My amazing lover, the sexy little competitor, had crossed one more line. Once done, I flashed my widest smile at the camera and the hidden passing traffic while tapping my fat bulb on both pairs of glossy lips. Tongues swirled over me and into each other as they licked me clean.
At last, I stepped away, leaving the pair to enjoy the sounds of the racing vehicles. As their fluid-coated bodies swayed together, kissing, I recalled the drones. After retrieving the dangling chain and packing the gear into the trunk, I spread a thick plastic sheet across the rear seat.
When I returned, they were tight together, tongues dancing and lips mashing. Both moaned as I undid their shackles and lifted them to their shaky feet. But neither spoke as I led them by their collars to the open car door.
Once they were in the backseat, I wiped myself clean with a towel and dressed, before giving the area one last scan. At the shiny puddles on the dusty ground, a smile crept across my face. That had been a lot more fun than stringing up and whipping Debbie alone.
Exhausted, no groans came from both crumpled, unmoving shapes the entire ride home. The interior was flooded with a swirl of aromas, all of which screamed feral sex. While easing past Cinder’s car and into the garage, I managed a tired grin at the gods.
Hells below, I was also exhausted, and none of us spoke as I unstuck them from the crinkly plastic and led both still-blindfolded wavering figures inside. While it was warmer, they still shivered, and their bodies glistened beneath the mess of tacky fluids.
Once upstairs and in my bathroom, I eased Mandy to her knees on a thick rug. When I latched the wrist shackles to her ankles once more, she groaned. But fell silent at the soft snicks as I removed the cuffs and thick collar from Cinder. Only rapid puffs of air left her as she tracked me leading the pale blonde into the shower.
At first, Cinder was quiet under the hot spray, but as my sudsy palms wandered her frame, scraping sleek skin clean, whimpers escaped. Soon, she was moaning while swaying after my fingers. When I gripped her skull to massage shampoo into her matted platinum tresses, she surged for me. I let her lips find mine. It was brief, but a forceful plunge of my tongue had her pressing her heated nipples into my chest.
After I’d turned her away, she quieted as I rinsed her glossy white-gold hair. But when I stepped back, washing the suds from my hands, she eased her rear into me.
Message received. While washing myself, I kept running a hand along her writhing frame. Each gentle swirl of my palm had her shaking as her nails scratched at the tile. At her louder moaning, Mandy, blindfolded head fixed in our direction, began a low keening. That had my heart pulsing; somehow, they were in sync.
Once I’d finished, I turned to Cinder’s sleek spine. At the touch of my lips to her shoulder, she moaned and thrust herself backwards into me.
“What do you need, slave?” I whispered.
“Cock! Oh, God, I want you inside me again, master,” she exclaimed as my hands swept her heaving ribs. “Please, master.”
A quick glance at Mandy had my heartbeat thundering. Bubble-lined lips trembling, she was leaning as close as the taut shackles would allow. Yes, she was riding the very edge of madness. Although I’d promised to fuck her hard, she was still waiting. The last act would be all hers.
However, first I had to care for my—pet. With a grunt, I gripped my root and pierced Cinder. Again, one swift thrust had me buried to the hilt as she drove her open lips across the dripping wall. As she gnawed and slurped at slithering rivulets, I eased back and forth, pumping her clenching walls. Still sloppy from my earlier load, their squelching echoed over the sounds of the shower, Mandy’s continuous quiet wailing and the pulse thumping in my skull.
“Such a nice pussy, slave,” I murmured as her slippery insides clenched ever tighter.
“Th-Thank you, master,” she mumbled before sucking hard on the tile as I gave her a slow, twisting thrust.
At a hungry moan, I turned to Mandy. While trembling in the strained shackles, she was twisting, tightening the thick metal chain still buried deep inside her oozing cleft. Heavy links nudged along a prominent, angry clit. Teeth clenched, I increased my speed. Soon enough, Cinder’s sleek curves were slapping between the tiles and my speeding body.