Chapter 21

David had a lot more stamina lately, no doubt due to whatever condition Amanda gave him, so he was a lot better able to keep up with Andrea and the other ladies than in the past. It was a glorious new experience. He didn’t even seem to get sore like he had in the past. He didn’t know what the deal was that, but he was rather pleased with it. His balls churned out a superhuman, supernatural volume of jizz, too, much to the delight of Claire, who was the last lady to get his stiff cock buried inside her prior to Brandy/Brandon.

“Wow ... that was some epic, next-level porn star studmanship, Uncle David!” Denise whispered into his ears as she kissed her way down his back and guided him into Brandy’s ass.

Brandy was now balls deep inside Andrea’s hot pink, gooey twat, several loads of cum adding to her freely flowing pussy juice due to so much steamy sex. If she minded taking David’s thick rod deep up her booty, she could have fooled everyone. Far from resenting the pleasurable stretching of her cornhole by the powerful prick as she plundered its owner’s legal wife, Brandy welcomed every last push against her highly stimulated prostate. The further that David thrust himself inside her bottom, the more that Brandy could long-dick Andrea, after all. Being sandwiched between man and wife was a truly ecstatic feeling that could hardly be easy to match. It really let her experience the best of both worlds, that of a man and of a woman.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum ... I’m gonna cum!” Brandy warned Andrea just as she prepared to shoot off her moneyshot.

“Do it! Cum inside me ... I’m gonna cream myself again! David, honey, cum up Brandy’s ass! Please! Blast her booty with your load!” Andrea urged Brandy and David, just as she squirted yet again from the sheer anticipation of one more spill of spunk inside her.

Brandy lost it completely and emptied her balls deep inside Andrea’s creamy cunt, coating her pussy walls with yet another load of jizz. David could feel the difference and finally dropped all self-control, spurting out more than enough cum to soak Brandy’s bottom at last. He rose awkwardly and limped his way to the bathroom to shower and piss, definitely having earned it with such a stellar, athletic performance in bed with so many women. Denise followed him into the shower, not surprisingly, as she was his niece and the first companion to join him just last Friday morning, less than a week ago.

“Well, Uncle David, if some pregnancies didn’t result today, I would be very shocked. Between everyone who got royally fucked, in a good way, of course, we’ve no doubt got somebody knocked up as they should be. Thank you, my sweet uncle, for going along with that. You’re the best leader, stud, uncle, lover, husband, etc. possible! I’m proud to be your niece as well as your lover, your girlfriend, wife, well, you get the idea. Piper’s a splendid hostess, ain’t she?

“I must admire Aunt Andrea’s hard work at taking so much dick, too, even if she clearly enjoyed it a lot. That takes some real dedication to pulling that train, no doubt of that. That woman was born to be fucked, wasn’t she? She should have been a fucking porn star, honestly. I want to be just like her, spreading my legs freely and taking on as many lovers as you ask me to fuck. What would you think of that, my stud uncle, of me being every bit the slut that my auntie is, even as you spread your seed everywhere in our group to the max? Sluts and studs are a perfect match, don’t you think?” Denise expressed her thoughts and feelings while kissing David repeatedly and passionately on his face, neck, shoulders, and chest.

“Frankly, especially after today, after yesterday, even, I want to be the ultimate stud husband and I want all of my wives to be the ultimate slut wives. I will take as much pride in watching my wives take on armies of strangers as I hope that they show about me doing so, too. Imagine how great it could be, knowing that our entire community is a free-love one where everyone could and would fuck everyone else?

“No one would stay a virgin past the age of consent, that much we could expect. The moment that you’re fourteen, you’ve got every adult and youth of legal age ready to pounce. I want teenage boys fucking their recent babysitters, for instance,” David agreed with and expanded the basic concept with his own thoughts on the matter.

“I want to be such a babysitter ... a lot. Seducing fourteen-year old virgins on their birthdays, no less. Of both sexes. I want to be knocked up at least once or twice by such lucky lads, too. I’m glad that you’ve come around on this matter. And yes, I still want to finish my tutelage under your guidance, Uncle David. Thankfully, that kind of schooling doesn’t interfere with motherhood, which I view as my main vocation.

“Well, that and slutdom. Or slut wifedom, as you would say. I particularly want to wake my fourteen-year old son on his birthday with a blowjob and ride him until he fills me up with his cum. Then get on all fours and let him do my ass!” Denise confessed her fantasies of enticing teenage boys into sex that she increasingly felt of late.

“Wow, you’re very much a chip off your auntie’s block! A natural-born slut, aren’t you? I mean that as a compliment, of course! I might have known from the sheer number of wild and kinky things that we’ve done together lately. Threesomes with your aunt and with Amanda, for instance. What would you do with our daughters, honey buns?” David inquired while fondling his niece’s sweet ass.

“Rim them and eat their pussies until they scream my name, and then guide your cock into their various holes. Fourteenth birthday, here comes the dick and the tongue! Would you bugger our sons when they come of age, too, pretty please? I want them to get used to servicing Dear Old Dad with their throats and butts as catamites should.

“Every youth fourteen years and up should be a catamite, among other things. They should be pretty boys. Trollops. Dandies. Sucking cock and taking it up the ass, but also not neglecting their moms ... and sisters. They should be Mama’s boys, too. Incest is the best! No doubt of that!” Denise moaned as she welcomed David’s groping of her sleek cheeks.

“They should also take turns fucking Brandy and being fucked by her, if you ask me,” David proposed.

“Oh, naturally! Brandy was born to be versatile, to Top as well as bottom. That’s just her lot in life. I picture her being naked and sore a lot, when she’s not simply hiking up her dresses and skirts to bend over for so many folks. Her sweet ass will get a lot of traffic, that much is clear,” Denise laughed as they finished the shower and came out to find that Piper made a quick and easy brunch for them all.

“I’ve never eaten ham or bacon before, but I could get used to this,” Azita remarked as she chowed down on the club sandwich.

“Me, neither. But I agree. Was strictly kosher in the past, just like you were apparently halal. But hell, yeah, this was what I missed? Yummy!” Connie concurred.

“We’re already breaking a thousand religious laws, anyway, with all of the orgies. We might as well go all-out in violating taboos. In for a penny, in for a pound, as they say,” Allen agreed with his recent mistress.

“Delicious for sure! I still miss Brazilian cuisine of late, but this is pretty damn good, makes it easier to handle,” Mercedes confessed.

“Well, the day is young enough. We have more time left than expected. Do you want to go ahead and ... empty our accounts, so we can get more money spent and gear purchased?” Amanda suggested.

“As long as I get to do so, too, and we come right back here when we’re done. Agreed?” Piper proposed.

“That’s a deal! Then we can eat some supper here, too! My treat, though I’ll draft some sous chefs for sure,” Piper winked at them, being particularly eager to see Kyle at work in the kitchen, since Melanie had bragged on his culinary skills.

“Good, but I do have to clean up a little with a quick shower. I got so much cum in my pussy that it would smell enough to be distracting to some. I’ll be out before you know it. Plus, I have to pee, too,” Andrea stated as she went and pissed while she showered.

On the road, the group quickly opted to go in smaller groups, so as not to panic anyone or draw too much attention. There was a Mafia consigliere named Tommaso Vitelli out looking for his daughter, presumably, and they didn’t wish to help him find Edda. She didn’t want to stay with her mobster father anymore after all. The first group to hit the Garden State Bank, the closest one in that part of Princeton, was composed of Karen, Salome, and Claire. Since they wore clothing this time around, albeit rather skimpy, the amount of attention that they drew was minimal, but they were still nervous wrecks. The longer that they were in public, the higher the risk, after all.

“Okay, next up are Allen, Mercedes, and Andrea. Sound fair?” David instructed them, getting firm agreement on that idea.

Things moved as smoothly as possible there, too. The cash cache continued to build with less panic or hysteria from the tellers so far, at least. This was rather good for business, of course. Twelve out of twenty-six people in the group were now financially unentangled, as much as possible, with the State of New Jersey’s and its Mafia overlords. Similar results happened with Piper, Clark, Clement, Brandy, Fujima, and Curly. This brought them up to eighteen out of twenty-six, and with three of the ladies lacking any such bank accounts in the first place, that reduced the remnant to just five.

“Okay, that’s ... Brock, Rudy, Vernon, Lyle, and Jason, right?” David read aloud the names of Melanie’s self-declared “love slaves” remaining on the bus.