Chapter 6: Seventeen

It was the second Saturday of summer break. It was the glorious summer of 2068 in one of the best bits of the ruins of what had once been the great American Empire. Evening was closing in slowly and everyone who mattered in Molly Everard’s life was gathered on the large deck at the back of the Power house. She knew they had been scheming to make it a special evening for her, even deciding that it was her birthday, which was weeks away.

Molly was a gorgeous, pale, redhead with astonishing tits, a heart shaped face and skin to make silk seem like sandpaper. Until a week ago she’d also been a frustrated, too hot to handle, virgin teenager. Now she sat cross legged and casually naked with her equally naked mother and brother and the owners of the house Matt and Marissa, wondering what delights they had in store for her. Marissa had decided they would enact a tale of Molly’s sexual adventures so far, with some corrections thrown in along the way. As in real life everything had to begin with Jackie getting fucked. Mum came over to her and bent down. Molly rose to a crouch to kiss her and hear her whisper,

“You are my proudest achievement.”

Matt took hold of Jackie’s hips and made as if to fuck her from behind but his cock was barely erect. Molly understood that she needed to help. She leant in, stroking her mothers sexy legs and licked Matt’s cock and Jackie’s pussy with long wet licks that gradually brought him to hardness and her to wetness. Molly assisted the insertion with her fingers and her mouth and encouraged him all the way in. This was mostly a symbolic fuck though, Matt’s erection was needed for later. Jackie, flushed and excited, took a seat, next to Matt. Her job now was to make sure he stayed hard. Which meant she had nothing to do but watch, for a while at least. Billy hammed up his role as expected but he did manage to role Molly onto her back on top of him and get his cock inside her. He wasn’t allowed to come this time which he managed, just, despite giving Molly a jack hammering while she spread her legs to the skies to show the audience their incestuous fuck and moaned and thrashed her pleasure to match his performance. Billy went to sit next to his Mum who cuddled him proudly and added making sure he didn’t come yet to her list of tasks. Taking Billy’s hand and putting it on her pussy took care of that and allowed her to return to watching Molly. The wet sixty nine with Marissa was spectacular. They both had very full bladders thanks to Marissa’s careful manipulation of their hydration this afternoon. They licked and sucked and tongue fucked, leaked and exploded and sucked some more, slurping and spitting the piss over one another. Twice Marissa twitched in orgasm and gave Molly the liquid gold she sort but she would not let Molly come. Always braking contact, changing position. Molly would have made it despite Marissa’s skill if Billy hadn’t timed his intervention perfectly. Hamming it up again in a half crouch with a hand jammed between his legs he begged Jackie for permission to pee and just in time she relented and let him bring the rain. He showered his naked lovers in a wild unpredictable cascade while performing some sort of war dance. They were laughing so much it was impossible to keep up the pussy stimulation. Jackie checked on Matt. He was good. Then she came and stood over her daughter and as Billy’s hurricane abated she carefully and deliberately soaked Molly’s hair, face and tits. Molly drank freely and wallowed in the hot stream. Jackie lowered herself gradually to Molly’s mouth and Molly sucked the last of her birthday gift from her mother’s pee hole. She sat up, utterly soaked and grinning excitedly, her legs spread wide. Jackie sat down behind her and they shuffled a little so that Molly could lie back with her head cradled in Jackie’s lap. With a little prompting from Marissa Billy remembered his next task and went and knelt next to Molly jutting his cock out as lewdly as possible. She wrapped a wet hand around it and started a super slow pumping motion. Jackie ran her fingers through Molly’s piss soaked hair massaging her scalp and giving her daughter wet fingers to suck on but Molly’s eyes were all on Matt. He moved slowly and deliberately, first kneeling between Molly’s legs and taking her ankles in his strong hands. He adjusted her to his liking while never disturbing her head from her mothers embrace. He moved closer and loomed over her and Molly got the full version of his I’m-going-to-fuck-you smile. It gave her tingles. she reached for his left nipple with a wet hand and said in her most girly voice and full pout.

“Please Mr Power. please put your big penis in my little vagina and fuck me.”

Then she dropped all pretence and just swam in his eyes for a frozen moment. Marissa would swear afterward that her vaginal entrance actually opened up of its own accord, her desire was so great. No one was going to contradict Marissa either as she was right there, with her head down where the action was, guiding Matt’s cock into Molly. Matt took all the time in the world as if she really was a delicate virgin. A full ten minutes later Billy could handle no more and completed his mission by unloading forty eight hours of saved up come onto Molly’s face and tits. She panted her thanks and moaned louder as her mother started to feed it to her. At some point after that Marissa’s bladder got its second wind and she watered the parts of Molly that were drying out. All this time Matt’s cadence was building in phases. It would plateau for a while then rise and each rise came a little sooner than the last. Molly floated in a proto orgasmic sea. Her body knew the big one was coming and it was ready but it just kept getting readier. Jackie drooled into her baby’s open mouth now between feeding her finger blob’s of Billy’s cum. Marissa was frantically rubbing her own pussy, moaning and air humping. Molly though only saw Matt. Getting closer and closer with every passing minute of bliss that seemed only a second and lasted an hour. His mouth would reach hers under a shower of Marissa’s squirt and she would at that moment reach a climax like never before. Until then she was paralysed but the moment his tongue touched her outstretched seeking tip, the flavour of Marissa splattering into her mouth, her whole body came to life, clamping around Matt in a full body cinch that took her up out of her mother’s lap and into a panting, spasming, squirting ecstasy. Around about the seventh or eighth massive shockwave even Molly’s incredible body gave up and she faded from consciousness. She was carried and washed and dried and went on leaking piss and fuck sauce through most of it absolutely oblivious. Soft enveloping warmth and sleep followed. Jackie sat in a chair on the deck sharing little sips of her glass of wine with Billy as he dozed off sat between her legs and pillowed on her breasts. They watched the stars till the glass was empty then she roused him to walk her home and take her to bed.

“Molly’s bed,” he said, and she indulged him.

On the sleepy Sunday after Molly’s birthday they made a pact that there would be no more ejaculations after Wednesday midday until the party. That seemed reasonable at a dozy late morning brunch but by Monday everyone realised that meant two and a half days without fucking so the feast before the famine began. Every sexual whim and fantasy was indulged. No one really said no to much at all. Every lurid idea that Billy ran to Marissa or Molly or his Mother with, after she came back from work, was tried or adapted or green lighted. For a couple of days of completely debauched chaos he could piss wherever he wanted and put his body parts anywhere he liked. If he’d had a ball before he ran wild now, serving glasses of Marissa champagne with lunch and eating cake out of Molly’s pussy while his mother drank his entire load of piss and then vomited it over Marissa’s head. All this while Molly was fisting Marissa. They’d been working on it for an hour and a litre of piss vomit sealed the deal, making Marissa squirt in Molly’s face. Billy spent a half hour licking it from her face while he intermittently tit fucked her with the help of a tub of Vaseline. Matt joined in, for a day at least, turning every need to piss into an opportunity for kinkyness and every erection into a chance to spray someone’s tits or faces with cum. It’s not possible to keep up that kind of pace for long and even Billy couldn’t really go forever By Wednesday morning Molly was kittening. A term Marissa had coined for curling up around and making love to one part of a lovers body exclusively. Out on the grass by the deck she had taken Matt’s left arm and spent the last fifteen minutes rubbing her aroused pussy on it, licking it, holding it between her tits and sucking his fingers. He was mostly passive, keeping his arm limp and enjoying watching her passion for him. Molly laid on her back, curled up but with her folded legs spread wide. She knew how Matt liked to see her open pussy and she wanted him to look. Long and close. Look he did and taste too as she squeezed his arm between her tits and licked the back of his hand, purring with pleasure. The bright groove of her sex was a natural marvel of intricacy, beauty and robust elasticity. Pristine lips framed in fine, sparse, incredibly soft, red fur. Her clit was engorged, not fully yet and her inner pink lips were shiny with juices his fingers had already raised. Matt put his free hand on her lower back and raised her pelvis up halfway to a shoulder stand. Molly passively accommodated him while contentedly fucking her tongue in and out of the gaps between his fingers.

While he was fingering her into her current kitten like state and she was fixating on his left arm Molly had commented,

“How does a tab wizard who spends hours recycling electronics not even wear a tab. You avoid technology on the one hand and you’re an expert in it, on the other.”

She’d taken his arm in both hands in a finger tip grip like a little bear, half her real size, and dived on it like a fresh kill, kissing, sucking and rubbing her face on her prize.

Matt’s right hand reached into her groove from behind and slid over her pussy hole.

“Can you piss a little for me?” he said and tickled her pee hole.

Molly moaned and twitched and licked even more frantically at his hand. Then she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and let out a squirt of golden fluid. It caught the morning sunlight as it arced up out of her pussy, holding together almost entirely as one blob of hot pee. It would have landed like that neatly in her mouth too, if Matt had not intervened. She was getting rapidly better at such kinky tricks, with plenty of practice. His left hand came to life and cupped his palm a few inches above her mouth. The pee splashed down, scattering fine droplets over Molly’s face and neck and filling Matt’s hand. Molly opened her eyes, her tongue seeking the slightly delayed flavour. The pee rapidly drained through Matt’s closing hand, Molly slurping in delight. She would have sent more but Matt lowered her pelvis back to the ground. He wanted her to focus. He fed her one finger at a time. All except the ring finger, then gently ran his palm over her face and tits. She hummed with pleasure at the kinky gesture and made ‘I love you’ faces at him. Lastly he slipped the fourth finger of his left hand into her mouth vertically. She sucked on it like a hungry infant, then opened wider and took in all of it right up to his palm, swallowing the way Marissa had taught her so that she didn’t gag when Matt’s long digit tickled her throat. The ring wasn’t tight but Molly couldn’t wedge her tongue under it. When she tried she opened her eyes wide in surprise. There was only one kind of surface that felt like that when you put your tongue on it. The nano architecture of a Beryllium Hydride ceramo-metalic composite tab surface may have been invisible to the human eye and impervious to just about anything but by coincidence it interacted enough with the receptors on your tongue to give a weird flavour like sensation. Molly didn’t know that the pee would have enhanced the experience. Only an actual tab designer might know a thing like that and there hadn’t been any of those since before she was born. All she knew was this, if you tongue tipped a tab you could tell it from inert jewellery. Every school kid knew that. Matt slowly withdrew his finger. Molly caught the ring between her lips and her teeth and sucked it off his finger. She held it there and made eye contact with him. Her mouth an inviting O.