Chapter 5: Midnight Surprise

Steve Davies

My wife quivered beside me as the app had its three charges back. I had things to take care of. After enjoying Yumiko Itou with my wife in the nurse’s office, I had vowed to help the pregnant girl. Her parents would not be thrilled that their daughter was pregnant. They were a conservative family, like many who sent their children to Rainier Christian High.

The world froze. My daughter and her three friends, sprawled across the living room naked and smeared in pussy juices and cum, paused along with my wife. A sweep of Linda’s hair froze in an impossible to hold position, thrusting out from the side of her.

Anael appeared before me, the angel grinning at me. She was a naughty thing, her purple eyes gleaming. Her blonde hair tumbled about her face while her small breasts quivered. She straddled me, smearing her shaved, hot pussy against my thigh, caressing me.

“Mmm, what are you up to, Steve?” she asked. “The moment it went midnight, you are eager to change reality.”

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s ... intoxicating. I like it.”

“Who doesn’t like power?” She grabbed my cock. Despite how much fucking I’d enjoying during the teenage orgy, I could always enjoy more. The Most High edited me to have such stamina. She pumped her fist up and down me as I opened up the search bar.

I typed with one hand as Anael pressed tight against me. I held my phone to the side, her small breasts rubbing against my chest. Her nipples caressed me as she rose her hips, guiding my cock to her pussy. She pressed her vulva against my tip. She rubbed me, teasing me. This wicked heat rippling through me.

I groaned as she slid down my cock. Just as I found Yumiko, Anael bottomed out on me. I click on Yumiko’s menu as the angel’s pussy engulfed my dick to the hilt. This wicked heat rippled through me. I groaned through clenched teeth as the sleeping girl appeared on my phone. She lay in her bed, sleeping on her side, looking so peaceful. Her black hair spread behind her.

Anael’s pussy squeezed about my cock as I navigated Yumiko’s menus.

Yumiko Itou Physical Mental Spiritual

I clicked the Spiritual Menu and then down to the Relationship Sub-Menu. I blinked to see my name high up in her list. That wasn’t right. She was one of my students, but not one that I had ever had much interaction with. I opened her up and...

“Fuck,” I groaned as Anael worked her pussy up and down my dick.

“Oh, looks like you made an impression when you fucked her,” she purred. “Best sex of her life. Handsome teacher. The potential for a true relationship. She’s liking you more than her boyfriend. That’s great.”

“Just a crush,” I muttered as I went to work, editing her.

Mr. Davies is a man I want to have sex with, but not a man I love. Mr. Davies is a great teacher. If Mr. Davies wants to have sex with me, I will do it gladly. I won’t ever feel guilty for having sex with Mr. Davies.

I switched over to Horatio’s entry, her boyfriend spilling out. She was a little annoyed with him. She didn’t think he was responsible and could be dependable to raise a child with her. I had work to do here. Horatio is the love of my life, I added, my fingers typing slow.

It was hard with a juicy pussy sliding up and down my cock. Anael worked her pussy up and down my dick. She squeezed her snatch around me. She danced her hips, undulating them around. She gasped and moaned, her slamming her snatch down my shaft. Pleasure rippled through me as I worked.

Horatio is dependable and can take care of my baby and me. I want to marry Horatio. I will always love Horatio.

“Just playing matchmaker, huh?” purred Anael as she worked her pussy up and down my cock, her small breasts rubbing into me.

“Yeah,” I groaned, backing out of her relationship menu. I headed to her Morality Sub-Menu.

Morality Legality Outlook

I opened up the Addition Sub-Menu and added:

It’s not cheating to have sex with Mr. Davies.

“You are such a perv,” Anael moaned, her pussy squeezing around me. “Mmm, another one of your students that you get to fuck, huh?”

“Yeah,” I groaned. “I can’t help it. You’ve corrupted me.”

She nuzzled into my ear, her pussy sliding like hot silk up and down my cock. She licked my lobe then purred, “I just showed you the possibilities. You are the one who is manipulating the app. Making those naughty, young things eager to enjoy you. Naughty, naughty.”

“Yes,” I groaned, my dick twitching in her pussy. “I am.”

My balls grew tight. It was hard to concentrate with that angelic cunt working up and down my dick. Anael’s pussy squeezed and massaged me as I bucked out of Yumiko. I had her house open to search through. I looked for her parents. I had to survey them. See what issues they would have when they learned she was pregnant.

I found them sleeping in their bed, the mother a mature version of Yumiko. A slender thing lying beside her husband. He was on his back while she lay on her side. I opened up her menu, peering through her thoughts. She was very submissive. She seemed to follow her husband’s lead in anything. If he objected to her daughter’s pregnancy, then so should she. If he accepted it...

Interesting.

I switched over to her father. A quick peek into his morality and his relationship with his daughter showed that he was an uptight man. He wanted his daughter to be perfect. She had to get straight A’s. She had to be valedictorian. She had to become a doctor and make the family proud.

She wasn’t even supposed to have a boyfriend. They didn’t know she was seeing Horatio. He didn’t even like Horatio, seeing the young man as a loser. A slacker who would never amount to anything. I shook my head at that. I went to work on him. I edited away these problems.

Now he liked Horatio. He wouldn’t be so controlling of his daughter. He would be happy that she was pregnant and help her. He would approve of her relationship with Horatio. It wouldn’t bother him at all that she has sex with Horatio.

Yumiko loves Horatio so it is okay for them to have sex. They are going to get married. It is not a sin with such a commitment, but an expression of their love.

I smiled at that. As a final note, I dove into his health and saw he was in the beginning stage of emphysema. The man smoked. I went to his Physical Menu. I clicked it.

Physical Skin Head Torso Arms Groin Legs Nervous System Illness

I opened his Nervous System Sub-Menu.

Nervous System Brain Spinal Column Pain Threshold Pleasure Threshold

I clicked on his Brain Sub-Menu.

One option was Addiction. I clicked that and edited out his cigarette need. I cleaned up his sickness. The man would never smoke again. That would free up some money, so I moved through to his morality again and added that he would invest that money into his daughter’s future.

He would make sure she had a good life with Horatio.

My dick throbbed the entire time, Anael’s pussy sliding up and down my cock. She worked faster, massaging me as I struggled to focus. My balls drank in the heat of her. This wondrous delight that soaked them.

My balls grew tighter and tighter. Anael’s head shook from side to side as she slammed down my cock. Her pussy gripped me. Her silky sheath massaged me. I groaned, my fingers digging into her rump.

She whimpered and groaned as she rode me. Her soft voice echoing around me as I committed the changes to Yumiko’s father. I shuddered, my dick throbbing as I hit the YES button. It was such a thrill to change someone, even if only a little bit.

I switched over to Horacio, searching for him. It leaped across town and he appeared in bed. He was in the middle of fucking a girl. I blinked at that. I didn’t expect him to be cheating on Yumiko. My face tightened, seeing the blue-haired girl’s face twisted in passion as she stared up past his shoulder, her fingers digging into her back.

He was about to cum in her.

“Oh, that is wicked,” moaned Anael. Her pussy grew hotter around my dick. “Look at him go.”

“Yes,” I groaned. “Wish I checked him first.”

“Regret making Yumiko love him even more now?” asked Anael as she slammed down on me. My dick throbbed in her pussy.

“Yeah, people shouldn’t cheat on each other,” I groaned.

“You arranged for Yumiko to cheat on Horatio with you whenever you want that tight, pregnant pussy of hers,” purred Anael.

“That’s different,” I groaned, my dick throbbing, Anael’s pussy sliding up and down my pussy faster. Her silky sheath gripped me. “She doesn’t think it’s cheating.”

“Guess you have a lot of work to do,” groaned Anael as I opened Horatio’s menu.

“Yes,” I growled, my dick throbbing in Anael’s depths. Her pussy slammed down me, gripping me, that wonderful snatch gripping me.

Her hips wiggled from side to side as I navigated to his Relationship Sub-Menu and opened up Yumiko Itou. I read the list. He liked her. Thought she was fun, but it wasn’t anything deep. She was willing to do things with him, and he was more than willing to take advantage of her.

Not a great guy.

That would change.

I had a lot of work to do. I started typing, my dick aching and throbbing in Anael’s pussy. She cooed in delight, teasing me with that hot twat as I made my additions, rewriting Horatio’s relationship with Yumiko.

Yumiko is the love of my life. I would never cheat on Yumiko. I want to be responsible. If I found out she was pregnant, I would happily marry Yumiko. I want to take care of Yumiko and marry her one day. I want to make a family with Yumiko. Yumiko is a beautiful woman. I will always think that. It’s not cheating if Yumiko has sex with Mr. Davies, nor will I be bothered if she has sex with him. I know she will always love me.

I found out that the girl was someone called Yurika Misumaru. An infatuation. A dream girl he’d always wanted to enjoy. He was thrilled to fuck her, and apparently paying for the privileged. She was some sort of skank that was selling herself to a horny boy. I shook my head. I deleted the relationship entirely, erasing this casual connection from ever having occurred.

I switched over to his Morality Sub-Menu and found his views on monogamy. Amazingly, he didn’t see what he was doing with the blue-haired girl he was fucking as cheating. I didn’t know the girl, but I didn’t care. She was just a fling, a passing infatuation. I revised his morality.

Cheating is never okay. I would never cheat on my wife or girlfriend. I would never cheat on Yumiko. A man is faithful. A man is hardworking. A man takes care of his family.

I made him into a responsible man. I strengthened his love. I felt I had everything ready. I hit the

DO YOU WISH TO DO THIS?

button.

YES

or

NO

appeared.

I confirmed the changes. Reality rippled once again, Anael’s pussy squeezing down on my dick.

On my screen, the image of Horacio fucking the girl blurred away. The distortion obscured everything. When it cleared, he was in bed with Yumiko. I blinked at that. I guess I edited Yumiko’s father enough that he didn’t mind his future son-in-law spending the night.

Yumiko didn’t look as cute. She looked flushed, naked, her breasts exposed by the blanket, her hair tousled. It was clear the two had enjoyed each other before falling asleep. My dick throbbed at the sight of her budding breasts.

I remembered playing with those tits with my wife.

“Damn,” I groaned, closing my eyes, enjoying Anael’s pussy now.

She slammed her pussy down my cock, taking every inch of me. I didn’t have any distraction now. My free hand grabbed the angel’s rump. I squeezed her, kneading her ass. She gasped as I slammed her down my cock. Her snatch engulfed my dick. Her moans echoed through the living room.

Her hips wiggled from side to side, her small breasts rubbing against me. She moaned into my ear, her breath warm. Her pussy squeezed around my dick, massaging me, bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm.

I had changed reality. I had modified Yumiko and Horacio.

“Yes,” I growled, my balls growing tighter and tighter. My dick throbbed in her embrace. Her pussy squeezed around my dick, massaging me. “Goddamn.”

“Just let it out,” moaned Anael. “Give me my reward, too. Ooh, yes, yes. You changed them. You molded reality to your desires! Revel in it!”

“Yes!” I snarled, my fingers digging into her rump. I thrust my hips up as she slammed down my cock.

Flesh slapped into flesh. My balls cracked into her taint. I groaned. The pleasure fired out of me. My cum flooded the angel’s cunt. A drunken euphoria swelled through me. This wild exhilaration that flooded through my body. I grunted, massaging her ass, squeezing her as the pleasure raged through me.

My jizz pumped over and over into her depths. I spilled so much cum into her. I growled out as I filled her to the brim with my spunk. Stars burst across my eyes. Darkness spilled across my vision. I gripped my phone in one hand, her rump in the other.

My cum spilled into her. I gasped. My heart pounded through my veins. My dick pulsed in her as she milked my cock. This passion burned through my body. I groaned as I closed the app, panting, my body buzzing.

“Enjoy,” Anael moaned as she faded.

Reality lurched back into action.

My wife shifted leaning over and... “You shifted. You did something naughty. Look at you, you’re panting.”

“That wicked angel,” I groaned.

My wife ducked her head down. Linda’s auburn hair spilled over my lap as she sucked on the tip of my cock. I gasped, my dick throbbing in her mouth. A spike of pleasure shot through me. My toes curled and my shaft twitched in her mouth.

“Linda?” I groaned.

Her mouth popped off. “Damn, your cock isn’t soaked in pussy juices. I thought I’d taste an angel.”

“I guess she all goes away,” I panted, leaning back against the couch.

“So ... you fixed Yumiko?” Linda asked, cuddling against me.

“And her boyfriend. That boy is going to be far more responsible.”

“Good,” she said.

“Now I just have to figure out who made me mayor,” I said.

“We’ll figure it out,” my wife said, resting her head on my shoulder. She yawned.

It was infectious.

Becky Davies

I was dozing after Tonya made me cum. I was so aroused after eating out her mother. It was such a wicked thing to do. Tonya was out beside me, sleeping on her side, curled up to me. As I drifted through that half-sleep, half-dreams, I thought about Mrs. Alberts.

It was so wicked what we did. I ate her out while her husband snored on only feet away. It was wicked. Something my mother would have done. She was such a naughty lady. I wanted to be like Mom. This last week was so transformative. I felt like a different woman.

I used to be shy, scared of approaching others, but making love with my parents, my sister, Tonya, and now Mrs. Alberts had changed me. Made me eager for more delights. Daddy would always be my man, but I could be like Mom.

I could enjoy any woman out there. Seduce them. Even share them with Daddy if I thought they would understand.

I shuddered. That made me feel naughty. I knew I would have wicked dreams. I was on the verge of falling into slumber in its entirety when the door creaked open. I came awake, my eyes flicking to Mrs. Alberts creeping into the room, her robe open, her naked body flashing beneath. She was a blur to me with my contacts taken out, growing into focus as she sneaked closer.

Her eyes met mine.

Her finger came up to her lips.

I shuddered, swallowing. Tonya was asleep beside me. Like her father, she was a heavy sleeper. I bit my lip, wondering if she was that heavy of a sleeper. And if not, it would still be hot to get caught. Maybe mother and daughter...

I pushed the blankets off our naked body. Mrs. Alberts paused, seeing my large breasts and her daughter cuddled nude beside me. My heart pounded faster. It sounded so loud. My breath quickened while Tonya shifted beside me, making such a cute, mewling sound.

The whisk of the robe sliding of Mrs. Alberts sounded so loud. I swallowed, the MILF baring herself, exposing those round breasts and that delicious body. I licked my lips, my mouth still lingering with the tart flavor of her pussy.

She placed her knee on the bed, shifting her weight to it. The mattress springs creaked. She moved so slow, trying not to jostle her daughter awake. I shuddered as she touched my knees. She pushed my legs apart. She wanted to eat me out.

She had to eat me out. I could feel the lust. This was so wild. I had given her a taste of her fantasy, and now she had a chance to act on it. Her hands caressed my thighs, stroking me as she pushed my legs open wider and wider.

The MILF leaned over, her sandy-blonde hair spilling down her cheeks as she leaned in. I trembled, feeling her daughter against me. Mrs. Alberts lips kissed at my mid-thigh. Her lips were hot. My toes curled. I whimpered, my breasts quivered.

I wanted to cry out. We had to be so quiet.

The MILF smooched up my thigh. Her tongue licked my flesh. Her eyes reflected the moonlight spilling through the window, gleaming with her glassy lust. I twitched on the bed, my body caressing Tonya’s as she slept against me.

Her arm moved. Mrs. Alberts froze as her daughter’s hand came to rest on my belly. I shuddered at the sleeping touch, Tonya’s breath warm on my cheek as she snuggled closer. Her breathing was regular.

This was so exciting. My heart thundered in my chest. My stomach twisted, enhancing the wet ache in my pussy. I burned. I needed the MILF to do such wicked things to me. I wanted her to devour me. To eat me.

Mrs. Alberts kissed higher.

My pussy clenched. The higher she climbed, the more my excitement mounted. Her tongue flicked up my thigh. Then she kissed her. She smooched at my inner thigh. She came closer and closer. My toes curled and relaxed. I wanted to whimper. To groan.

I wanted to moan out in delight.

She was three inches away. Two. One. My eyes fluttered as her tongue flicked into my bush. Her lips nuzzled through my pubic hair. Mrs. Alberts stared up at me. She froze, her lips on the edge of my vulva, just touching my labia.

I stared into her, feeling this trembling energy racing through me. I nodded, encouraging her to take that step.

That final plunge into true lesbian passion.

Her tongue flicked out. She slid it up my slit. I clamped my jaws shut. My back arched. It was so hard not to groan out my pleasure at that slow lick through my pussy folds. She brushed my pussy lips. She grazed my clit. Rapture surged through me. My eyes fluttered.

Tonya kept sleeping beside me, oblivious to the naughty things her mother was doing to my pussy. Mrs. Alberts licked again, her tongue diving deeper, stroking me. My rump clenched. My thighs twitched. The bed creaked as I shuddered.

Mrs. Alberts froze as her daughter shifted again, mewling as she slept. Tonya’s hand slid up my stomach to brush the bottom of my breast. I groaned as she absently grabbed my boob, just holding it as she slept. Her head shifted on my shoulder.

Mrs. Albert’s licked again.