Chapter 11

Charles Swartzenburg II

“That’s it,” I said, glad to have something to pass the time. My brother’s cadre of sexy cops were glaring at me.

He did have style, Zach.

Mrs. Augustine’s plump rump hovered before me as she lowered herself to my cock. She planned on riding me reverse cowgirl. How I wanted her daughter. My half-sister. An exciting tidbit. More importantly, I needed to have Mother back.

“Mmm,” the slut-wife moaned, grabbing my cock and pressing my tip into her wet folds. Her husband also watched, though he didn’t have his hand on the handle of his pistol like the cops.

Their presence made this even more exciting. A thrill. Father would never do something so reckless. Charles had tried so hard to be a Father. To be as cold. As calculating. It had not worked out well. Charles needed to be his own man.

He smiled as the slut-wife plunged her cunt down his cock. Her butt-cheeks jiggled as she gasped out in delight, her mane of blonde hair swept around her back. She squeezed her cunt down on me. I loved the feel of her doing that. It was just so good to have her squirming on me.

I smiled in delight. “That’s good. Mmm, work that twat.”

“Yes!” the slut-wife moaned, so happy to do just that. She slid her cunt up and down my cock. “Oh, oh, watch me, Douglas. Watch your wife be a whore!”

“Yes,” growled the reverend as he stared at his wife riding my dick, her ass jiggling.

I slapped her rump.

SMACK!

“Ooh!” she moaned, clamping her cunt down on my cock. She held me tight as she rode me. “That’s good. That’s so good!”

He smiled, loving the feel of her cunt working up and down my cock. She felt amazing. Just so delicious sliding her pussy up and down my cock. She moaned, her voice echoing through the room. I reveled in that delight of her married snatch.

I stroked my hands up and down her sides, loving the silkiness of her skin. I caught a glimpse of her boobs bouncing as she shifted. A glimpse of their bountiful profile as she rode me. She squeezed her twat down on me.

She held me tight with that glorious cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned.

“Ride me,” I growled. “Work that fat ass up and down my dick!”

SMACK!

“Fat!” she moaned. “Ooh, it’s thicc! I have a thicc ass! Mmm, and you love it!”

“Yes!” I growled and slapped her rump again.

SMACK!

Her ass had a cherry glow to it. Both of them were so delicious. I licked my lips, enjoying the sight of her quivering as she rode me. She brought me closer and closer to cumming in her. I groaned, loving the way she gripped me.

How she squeezed her cunt down on my cock. She massaged me with all that she had. It was just so glorious to have her massaging me like that. I rose toward that need to cum in her. She gasped and moaned, her head tossing.

“Work that ass!” I growled.

SMACK!

“Ooh, ooh, yes!” she gasped.

She squeezed her cunt down on my dick. I loved the way she gripped me. It was just a beautiful moment. She felt so good around my cock. She worked up and down me with all that she had. It was just beautiful. Amazing. I rose toward that hot moment. I would just dump my cum into her. I would flood her with all my spunk.

She squeezed her cunt down on my dick. She felt incredible around me. I loved it. She plunged down me and slid back up me. I savored every second of that hot pussy on my dick. She drove me wild. I groaned, so close to cumming. My balls tightened as she slammed her cunt down my cock.

“Oh, Charles!” she moaned and bucked on me.

Her pussy convulsed around my dick.

“Fucking whore!” I growled and slapped her on the ass.

I erupted.

As I did, a furious Sable marched in naked, her breast quivering. I smiled at her as I dumped my load into that tight pussy. Sable glared at me while I savored every second of dumping my load into Mrs. Augustine’s pussy.

Her hot twat milked my cock. I savored the pleasure of it. She felt incredible around my cock, milking me. She worked out blast after blast of my jizz. I grunted with my pleasure as I dumped it all into her.

I smiled at her husband.

He was jerking himself off in the corner like a pathetic cuck.

“Yes!” I groaned and dumped the last of my cum into her pussy. “Fuck, that’s good!”

“Mmm,” purred Mrs. Augustine. “So good. You filled my pussy up with your cum.”

I slapped her on the ass.

SMACK!

“Ooh,” she moaned, clamping her pussy down on my cock. She rose off me. “That was so good. Just such a treat. I loved it.”

“So did I,” I said, smirking at Sable.

She tightened her lips as I rose. The cops all studied me, ready to plug me if I should do anything strange. I stretched my back as they glanced at the door. The cops straightened as my brother walked in followed by our sisters, Moira and Susannah.

“You have my mother,” Zach said bluntly, tall and black-haired, the opposite of me. “My wife has made a deal with you to keep her.”

“Until my mother growing in her womb is born,” I said, tensing.

Zach studied me, his eyes so hard. “When your mother’s born, my sister knows a ritual that can age her up. It will cost us, but that is my promise to her. In exchange, you will return my mother to me now.” “That’s nice of you,” I said, “but I’ll hold onto your mother for the time being.”

He shook his head. “I do not want my mother to live the next six months in prison while pregnant. You have my word, you will have your mother back. A union between us since she’ll be my daughter.” Zach thrust out his hand. “Do we have a deal?”

“Let me fuck Susannah, and we do,” I said, leering at my busty, blonde half-sister behind him. I ached for her.

“No.”

“No. You won’t share. We’re family.” I grinned at him. “I fucked your mother. After all, she is my step-mother.”

Zach drew in a deep breath. “She’s not my wife. Do you want to wait years for your mother to grow normally, or do you want to have her as an adult again in a mere six months?”

I lusted for Susannah, but ... I wanted my mother more. I did.

I took his hand. “Deal.”

“We shall be united by this union,” Zach said. “Brothers. You have shared my mother.”

“Our mother,” he said. “Just as you enjoyed our other mother, or her soul.”

Zach smiled for a moment and squeezed my hand. “We shall take down our father together. I vow to age up my daughter, your mother, and give her to you to be your wife, a token of our alliance. Our shared purpose. In exchange, you parole her to my care. You know I will not harm her.”

“True,” I said. “My union to your daughter will bind us together. We shall take down our father together. I swear it. He will pay for pitting us against each other.”

Real anger and real joy burned in Zach’s eyes. He wanted our father to pay so badly. He had hated the man far, far longer than I had.

“I’ll call my men and have your mother delivered,” Charles said.

Susannah clapped her hands together. She looked so happy that they had this alliance.*** Sable Newport “Mrs. Augustine, keep our guest attended,” said Zach. He glanced at his brother. “Feel free to enjoy a maid or a cop.”

“Sure,” he said, but his eye slid to my favorite toy. Susannah.

“Sable, Susannah, Moira,” Zach said and marched out of my room.

I followed them, thankful that it worked. That the demon who had possessed him was banished. That creature had terrified me. I had never experienced anything like that monster. She made me shiver just thinking about what she was capable of doing.

She could have devoured us without hesitating. She was a foul creature. A true monster. I was so relieved that Zach was back in control. We headed down the hallway to my bedroom. I passed my mother in a maid’s uniform carrying up a tray of tea.

Maybe Charles would fuck her.

Inside Zach’s room, he closed the door and cupped my face. “Your loyalty deserves rewards.”

“Deliver your promises to me,” I said, aching for the power.

“You’ll get it,” he said and stroked my cheek.

I shuddered at his touch. The only man worthy of me. He kissed me next. I groaned, melting into his kiss. His lips were so strong. His tongue thrust into my mouth. I shuddered at the feel of him kissing me like that.

It was so good to have him making out with me. His cock throbbed against my belly. My heart hammered in my chest. He broke the kiss and smiled at me. He sank to his knees. He nuzzled his face between my thighs, his stubble rasping on my flesh.

I groaned as he did that. It felt so good to have his whiskers teasing my pussy lips now. I groaned as he tongued me. He licked at me, sending shivers racing through me. It felt so good to have him doing that.

“Ooh, yes,” Moira purred. “Susannah. Such a naughty sister.”

“You kept me alive!” Susannah moaned, her voice muffled by the witch’s pussy.