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The Honey Dew List

Copyright© 2016 by Mark Gander

Chapter 19

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 19 - A little play on words here. Damien Martin is right on the verge of dumping his rather demanding live-in girlfriend Cassidy Lassiter, when she surprises him with a new "honey-do list" that isn't so bad after all.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Ma/Ma   Mult   Consensual   Drunk/Drugged   Hypnosis   Gay   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Workplace   Science Fiction   Paranormal   Cheating   Sharing   Slut Wife   Wife Watching   Incest   Mother   Sister   Daughter   InLaws   BDSM   Rough   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Harem   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Swinging   Interracial   Black Male   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pegging   Pregnancy   Sex Toys   Squirting   Voyeurism   Water Sports   Public Sex   Nudism   Politics   Revenge   Violence  

“County Commissioner Eldritch Haynes, how nice of you to join us!” a voice spoke as Haynes came at last inside Nicole.

Nicole slid off her newest partner and he rose to face Damien Martin, a man whom he never met before in his life. He wasn’t alone, either, as he was accompanied by the entire tribe, as it were. By now, even the newest members of the group, such as Morgan, were present. Alice was even there, though she was still an enigma to everyone to some extent. They had all entered the townhouse while this latest recruitment took place.

“A pleasure to meet you at last. I’m Damien Martin and this is my ... posse, for lack of a better word,” Damien smiled at Eldritch.

“Pussy posse is more like it,” Morgan joked a bit, making everyone laugh, including Haynes.

“That accent ... North Carolina?” Eldritch picked up on it rather quickly.

“Yes, it is. I’m a native-born Tarheel. Huguenot ancestry, like so many others in that state. Like many others, though, I’ve started over here in Tennessee. You’re a native Tennessean, though, aren’t you?” Damien acknowledged while discouraging Eldritch with Nicole’s help from getting dressed.

“No need for pants, babe. You’re about to experience sex on a brand new level, starting with me!” Charlene declared as she climbed up on Haynes to ride him herself now.

“So, wait, what is this, some kind of sex club or cult?” Eldritch asked while Charlene bounced up and down on him.

“Yes and no,” Lauren laughed as she planted her pussy on the county commissioner’s face.

Eldritch didn’t rise to be a public official by being stupid, so he went to town on the proffered pussy, licking it like it was going out of style. Haynes knew a treat when he saw ... and smelled it. Lauren was a classic cracker cutie from the look of her and he loved getting to sample that as much as he did banging a Southern belle like Nicole. Those buns and her butthole looked rather nice, too, and he made sure to run his tongue along her crack and taint as well.

“If you’re wondering how a regular Chattanooga sista like me got involved with this motley gang of rednecks, debutantes, Tarheels, probate lawyers, Syrian ladies, journalists, waitresses, porn stars, etc. I’m just lucky, I guess,” Charlene laughed as she rode Haynes even harder now.

Eldritch knew one thing for a fact: Charlene must have used some serious Kegels to keep her pussy so tight and forceful. He also caught that she was married from her wedding band, but to whom, he had no idea, of course, not at this stage. Her choice of words was interesting, but cryptic. Haynes was sure that he would get to the bottom of it, though probably about the time he got to bottom out inside a few more ladies. Eldritch also suspected that Nicole had designs of becoming his bride, though he didn’t have any factual basis for that gut feeling yet.

It was a good thing that Haynes already came earlier, because he would have had a much tougher time not cumming at this point otherwise. It was a truly intoxicating setting, one where he sampled an ebony goddess with his cock and a redneck beauty with his tongue. Whatever this group was about, it had no qualms about interracial affairs, that much was evident. It also seemed to utterly reject monogamy, another plus from what he had seen in his life. There was just something that clicked right about this group. Monogamy had failed him, so why not let go of his hang-ups and embrace the sex cult lifestyle?

When Lauren squirted all over Eldritch’s face, while Charlene did so on his dick, however, it was all over for him. Haynes spilled out whatever ropes of jizz were left in his balls or had been added by then, filling the fast food cashier up with his spunk. He had already enjoyed Charlene enough that his urge to cum got closer by the stroke, but the combined juices of her and Lauren were just too much to resist. Thankfully, both women then pulled Eldritch up and kissed him lovingly on the lips.

“Now that you’re a little sore and we’re taking a little breather from the sex, just for a bit, it’s time to have some really late supper, so how about it? We can discuss our plans over that rather pleasant meal. Thankfully, since we don’t have time for much cooking, we brought some Taco Bell. I don’t know about you, but I’m rather fond of chalupas myself,” Damien chuckled as he watched Nicole sit on Eldritch’s lap ... yeah, she had found her main squeeze.

“You don’t mind that I just had ... my dick in that lovely sista’s twat? Honestly? Wow! I know that it’s true, but it’s just such a change for me,” Haynes reacted as Maryam brought him some fine tacos, chalupas, burritos, and more from which to choose.

“That ‘sista,’ as you put it, is my wife, Commissioner. Her name is Charlene and she works at Wendy’s, or at least she has in the past. I don’t mind that you’ve fucked her, and I’m a cop, so why would your new girlfriend? Yeah, I’m pretty sure that she thinks of herself as that, bro. Look at how she admires you and looks delighted to sit on your lap. Don’t worry, I get plenty of strange, too. I’m Jason, by the way. Not Voorhees, of course,” Jason cracked a “Friday the 13th” joke, of course.

“Wow ... Charlene, is it? You’re a swinger, too, and so is your hubby? And he’s white, just like my ex-wife ... and my new girlfriend, I suppose. And a cop to boot! And you, the cute cracker with the delicious pussy who just rode my face ... what’s your name?” Haynes asked Lauren.

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