Chapter 7

Evidently, Father Jason arrived at the same time as Leopold and Cliff, neither of whom could stay away for too long. The middle-aged priest couldn’t help but notice the assless chaps worn by Dale. Earl was likely to take a good while to meet up with us, due to having to work that day. Leopold and Cliff would be delayed by grabbing the pizza from the local pizzeria (which didn’t deliver, it was small enough). We focused on greeting Erin’s priest and favorite confessor, as well as Roger’s and Stacey’s shared fuckbuddy, a real kinky twink if there ever was one.

“Everyone’s welcome to join us, Father, but the pants have to go. Bottomless dress code. Come on! You’ve heard my confessions, padre. You know that you want a piece of this! And this!” Erin indicated her own ass and Miriam’s, just as examples.

“Yeah, this is my place. Carl made me lady of it. When we’re in the big house, that’s Erin’s turf. I own this place in tandem with Master and Erin does the same with the family home. My place, my rules. No pants, not even for celibates. Come on, don’t you want some action? Aren’t your balls blue enough already? No sense in making them bluer,” Stacey asked our surprise guest.

“I know just what to do here,” Erin knelt before Father Jason and told him, “bless me, Father, for I’ve sinned a lot this whole night and day, and I’m about to sin even more tonight. And so are you, babe.”

With that, Erin unzipped Father Jason’s pants, freed his cock and balls, and started sucking them as if his life depended on it. She pulled Miriam over to her side and the counselor began sucking dick with her mistress, even though the taste was very much not to her liking. While Dale got busy screwing Stacey and bending over for Roger’s prick, I slipped into Miriam and Erin from behind, banging whichever one didn’t have Father Jason’s wang in her mouth right then. Whenever Miriam would stop sucking the priest, I would fuck her, but whenever Erin ceased, I slid back inside my lovely wife.

In spite of his obvious qualms, Father Jason couldn’t help himself and he came down Erin’s throat, while I emptied my balls into Miriam’s wonderful snatch. The priest looked genuinely shocked, however that was far from the end. Astonishingly, he cooperated with going totally bottomless, his top with the clerical collar still on while Erin pushed him to the floor to mount him. When Thanh began playing with Father Jason’s balls and Miriam spread Erin’s cheeks to rim her sweet ass, the priest was sufficiently aroused that he didn’t go limp just yet. Using this time, Anastassia and Chloe ground up the blue pill and gave it to Father Jason in a glass of wine that they also flavored with their pussy juices.

Grabbing my sister and my lawyer together, I went back and forth between them now, fucking each Latina with the same urgency as before. The blue pill in question still powered me through and my absent friend the male refractory period still thankfully didn’t return. I fucked Anastassia for several strokes, dipped back into Chloe, rammed my sister some more, and then returned to my lawyer for a power fuck from behind. When Chloe rolled over to lie on her back and Anastassia climbed on top of her with kisses, I started giving the former a missionary fuck and kept up the doggy-style fun with the latter. Both of them had pussies worthy of praise, but their best assets were definitely their butts. Those slick, swarthy, sweaty bottoms were made to be fucked and we all knew it, though so were their twats.

“I don’t know if I’m in love with you or not, bro, but I’m definitely in love with your cock. Just kidding. I am in love with you and we both know it,” Anastassia teased me as she took me deeper inside her slit and felt my finger up her asshole.

When I eased another digit into Chloe’s culo from above, the lawyer screamed her release multiple times and begged me for more. I reamed her pussy with my dick and her backdoor with my fingers, just as I did with my sister, much to their shared satisfaction. I was very pleased with the results of the blue pill in question, as it let me fuck and satisfy multiple people at once. It also seemed to work with Dale and Roger, the two of them now taking turns being Top and bottom while Stacey got busy pegging each of them. Roger didn’t even protest that he was gay, but then a prostate had no sexual orientation, did it?

We took breaks to eat pizza when Leopold and Cliff arrived (yes, I washed my hands first, duh!) and guzzle drinks, but otherwise, much of the evening became a free-for-all clusterfuck. By nine or ten, Earl also presented himself and found his cock buried in Melanie, though the rest of us guys had already deposited plenty of loads inside his ebony sweetheart. Even Roger had fucked her, mostly because it was a chance to pass on his genes. Sandy made sure to keep Earl happy, though, as did Lacey. They licked Melanie’s juices off him and fed him a blue pill through a French kiss from each that contained ground up pieces of it on both tongues.

I dozed off as the booze hit me harder and fatigue caught up with me. My arms were wrapped around Stacey and Lacey on the main bed while Sandy slept at my feet and Anastassia buried her pretty head on my chest. Robert and Hannah must have done some reclaiming sex, though with Thanh and Vân tangled up in the guest bed with them. The cum leaking out of Robert’s ass indicated that the Vietnamese guy had recently buggered him, while glow shining on Vân’s face proved that she had buried it between Hannah’s buns and licked up her ass sweat for the hell of it.

Predictably, Miriam had failed to heed my warning about getting too cozy with dogs, because Guido was stuck in her and it would take a while to get his knot out of her slit. I awoke to her anguish, rousing Robert and Hannah as well, who convinced me that there was no safe way to untangle him from even a human female. It was cruel to Guido, full of real risk of penile injury.

“Sorry, Miriam, but you’re gonna have to wait poor Guido out and let him finish naturally. I warned you about flirting with dogs, didn’t I? Dogs don’t grasp consent or lack thereof, and if they’re that horny, they can and will attempt to mate with even humans. Guido’s just being a literal horndog. He can’t help himself. Does it hurt that badly?” I wondered openly.

“Not really, but it’s not an experience that I plan to repeat. I will pay closer attention from now on and be more careful not to get stuck with a breeding dog like him. At least he was a purebred Doberman, eh? This will be something that we laugh at years later. Not sexy, at least not to me, but I suppose that I’ll always be extra fond of the dog that humped me. It will be funny, anyway, once it’s actually over. I guess that last martini really did a number on me,” Miriam laughed in spite of her discomfort at having a dog dick inside her twat.

“Sorry about screwing your dog,” Miriam then apologized, looking a bit sheepish.

“Sorry about my dog screwing you. Don’t apologize, though I did warn you. It’s not cruel to him, as long as you let him finish. It’s just going to be rough and you might want to shower afterward. It’s not as if dogs are particularly clean down there. Erin loves Guido, too, but not enough to want his sloppy seconds, I would imagine.

“Well, that’s true, but at least Guido will always be happy to see you, babe,” Erin winked at Miriam, who laughed in response.

“Yes, you’ll have a very special bond with him,” Hannah joined in with laughter of her own.

“Indeed. He’ll think that you’re this exotic mate that he never had again, but you’ll always have New Year’s,” Robert added, “usually, New Year’s Day romances are ‘boy meets girl.’ This time, it’s ‘Doberman meets lesbian,’ am I right?”