The Immortal, Volume 2
Copyright© 2024 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 83
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 83 - 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
Come early Saturday morning, I was flat on my back in the darkness, fast asleep. With everything prepared for my trip the next day, I’d stayed up far too late perusing a strange report. Across the upper Midwest, the Fae were muttering among themselves. As my mind wandered to Mi, I jotted a quick message asking for more details.
All of which meant I was enjoying a pleasant dream when a heated puff of air and soft fingers on my rod brought me awake. With a grin, I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the gentle stroking. When a hard warm body, tipped with two hot, stiff spikes pressed into my side, I let a quiet groan escape.
“Mmm, baby. Good morning,” Mandy murmured into my ear.
Right as I was about to lower my hand to cup her rear, I gasped when heated breath followed by velvet warmth spread wide over my swelling tip. A second set of hands raked nails along my thighs. With my heart thundering, I peeled open my eyes to find Mandy’s glittering pools.
“What—” I started, but she slid a finger across my lips.
“Shh,” she hissed before nipping at my chin. “Surprise.”
And with the tight mouth sliding down my cock, all I managed was a much louder groan. It deepened when a hand found my over-full, achy balls and the other roamed along my stiffening length. When Mandy swirled her tongue downwards, skimming my torso, I struggled for air. Soon enough her slow licks slid over my pole beyond the lips giving my rod gentle bobbing slurps.
“Heaven,” I murmured while squinting in the dim light.
With the collar tight to her throat, Mandy was curled on one side. On the other, Susan’s blonde hair glimmered with each languid slurping motion. Under their combined efforts, my shaft was iron-hard in no time. With a loud, wet plop, Susan released my glistening bulb.
“Like it, Uncle Jim?” She giggled—so like her impish mother—then dragged her tongue around my pulsing bulb as Mandy rose as well, licking her lips.
“Um-hmm,” I managed, as both women skimmed their fists along my achy hardness.
“Baby, your choice,” Mandy whispered while using her free hand to push dark hair from her cheeks.
“Choice?”
“Yes.” She glanced at Susan, who was chewing her shiny lips. “Who you gonna fuck first?”
“R-Really?” I gulped while flicking between both shadowed forms.
“Complaining?” Mandy released her tresses to rake nails over my stomach.
“No,” I replied, while gripping her wrist. When I tugged on it, she giggled.
“Oh, me, huh?” While sliding a sleek leg over me, she grinned at Susan, moving to the side. “Gonna get him all warmed up for you, sweetie.”
“Um, okay, but—”
The slender blonde’s voice ended in a yip when I latched onto her and tugged her upwards. Right as Mandy rose, gripping my root, I dragged her daughter higher until the heat of her trembling body glided over my chest.
“I’m hungry.” I laughed before spreading her thighs.
“Oh, God, mom,” she murmured while shifting to straddle my head.
At that moment, time slowed. Then sped as Mandy dropped, engulfing my painful mast with her pulsating tightness, and I pulled her daughter’s warm soft flesh to my waiting mouth. As Mandy’s nails clawed at my chest, the room echoed with groans. Mine were muffled by sloppy syrupy sweetness and my thrusting tongue.
“Oh, fuck, baby!” my sexy imp cried out as she flew up and down, unleashing all the energy she couldn’t while at Thanksgiving.
With each of her cries, I corkscrewed my tongue further into her daughter, drawing moans from the writhing girl. Once my hands raked upward to find her perky little tits, forceful squeezes soon pulled much louder groans from her. And after I added upward hip thrusts, the three of us were in sync.
That was truly heaven.
The first scream erupted from the shuddering blonde. With nails digging deep into my chest, her mother followed while vibrating atop my entrapped rod. As they serenaded the pre-dawn haze, I slurped at flooding waves of warm fluids and stroked upwards into clenching heat.
Yep, heaven.
At last, Susan toppled, panting, to one side, and I smiled up at her mother’s white-rimmed eyes. While licking my lips, I moved my hands to her sharp-tipped cones. At my grip tightening, she growled and squeezed my rod so hard air hissed from me.
“Mmm, Jim...” She gulped. “Th-This is—”
“—heaven?”
“Yes,” came from both her and Susan, slipping into my ribs.
When I looked down to find those brown pools, the youthful blonde bent to press soft lips to my chest. At a groan, I returned just as her mom rose once more. At that moment, it struck me. As much as they were mother and daughter, and had obviously planned this little event, Mandy remained as competitive as ever.
“Your mother’s such a slut, isn’t she?” I whispered.
“Umm-hmm, Uncle Jim.” Susan’s teeth nipped at my skin. She chuckled. “A very, very naughty one.”
With a grin, the dark-haired imp raced faster, not upwards like before, but along my cock. Blue pools ablaze in the rising light, she squeezed as tightly as she could while speeding her little hips. As I crushed her perky cones, her fingers dragged through those flailing inky tresses.
Her next scream was earth-shattering as she hurled it skyward. With her entire body frozen but for her insides clamping my rod, I slid my hands around to grip her waist. When at last she shuddered, and those eyes dropped to me, they were twinkling. Well, until they disappeared when she collapsed to my other side, gasping for air.
“Oh, Jesus.”
At a curt gasp and hot puff across my chest, I looked down to find Susan staring at my glistening tower. Shiny rivulets slithered downward before trickling over my still-full balls. As her hand snaked towards it, I remained silent. Only when her slim digits slipped around my sticky root did I chuckle.
“Next,” I muttered while running my fingers through her silken hair.
“Er, Uncle Jim.” She smacked and rolled her lips. “I already—”
“Fuck him, Susan.”
At Mandy’s forceful whisper, I looked at her as my pulse spiked. With a shaky hand moving disheveled black strands from her face, she squirmed closer, pressing her heated nipples into my ribs. When Susan’s fist rose, gathering her mother’s slick juices along my shaft, I groaned, but caught her swift glance at Mandy.
Yes, there was something going on between them. For a second, fingers tightened on my cock and both women’s breathing slowed. Whatever it was, it was more than competitiveness.
With only a groan, Susan lifted to straddle me. Hands on her hips, I helped guide her into position. As wet as she was, she slipped downward, engulfing my rod in one swift glide. After her tender flesh splatted onto my pelvis, those stunning, soft brown eyes met my grin.
“Like it?” I asked. My turn to ask the obvious.
“Oh, Uncle Jim—”
“You ruined her, baby.” Mandy whispered before prodding my jaw with her tongue. “Poor girl can’t keep a boy—”
“Mom!”
“What? It’s true.” She giggled and then ran a hand along her daughter’s tensing thigh. “Desi, too. She almost gave up a trip to her family in Barbados to come here.”
Although they exchanged brief glares, Susan chuckled under her breath and started to rise. After her heated palms found my chest, she stared down at me from beneath her swaying tresses. They flickered with dusky gold as she moved. Time wandered away as she rose and fell, stroking my shaft. With each quiet splat as she landed, her fingers tightened on me.
Our own private heaven, until Mandy pressed tighter. With her hand still on her daughter’s thigh, she moaned, mashing her lips into my neck. So, back to profound heaven.
“Mmm, Uncle Jim.”
“Yes?”
“Can I—” She glanced at the shiny leather tight to her mom’s throat.
“No.” I lifted my hands to caress her ribs. “You need to find—”
“I don’t want—”
“Listen to me.” As my heart staggered, I tightened my brows.
“Y-Yes, Uncle Jim.” She gulped, then nodded but maintained the same steady pumping rhythm. “You’re right. Mom’s—”
“—very special,” I murmured as soft lips sucked harder on my neck.
Yes, I’d provided the correct answer. So, they’d talked about a good many things. However, my reply didn’t dim Susan’s ardor, and soon enough her little frame was slapping louder as the mattress creaked.
“Uncle Jim!” she screamed, just as every muscle in her body shook.
When I clamped my hands on her hips, jerking her tight to me, her white-rimmed eyes stared down at me. With Mandy’s tongue probing my panting lips, I thrust upwards right as my balls tightened.
“Oh, God mom.” She flung her gaze to Mandy when my cock unleashed its first pulse. “He’s ... Ooh, God. Mmm, he’s filling me.”
At that, her mother’s mouth found mine. Her tongue drove deep as those blue eyes blazed into me. Message received. Yes, I could fuck her daughter, but she was my lover. She’d coordinated everything. For me.