Chapter 13: True Names

Linda Davies

Elation rushed through me. My husband had it. He would edit Sandalphon. We just had to make it to Midnight. Nine hours to go, and then our family would have all the power in the world. I shuddered, squirming on my husband’s lap.

I shifted how I sat on him, straddling him. I pressed my breasts into his chest. My nipples throbbed and ached. I slipped my arms around his neck and pressed my forehead against his head. I squirmed, my pussy juicy, eager to fuck him and ride him.

“You’re going to do it,” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you’re going to change the world.”

I kissed him, my pussy on fire. This was so hot. He was going to be the most powerful man in the universe. My twat burned and ached. I pressed my pussy against his dirty dick. He’d just fucked JoBeth up the ass. His cock needed to be cleaned.

I was so damned horny. My tongue dueled with his as I smeared my pussy across his dick. I rose up, the chair creaking, echoing through the empty classroom. I felt the tip of his cock nudging into my cuntlips. This wild rush shot through me.

I slammed my pregnant twat down my husband’s dirty cock. I squeezed my cunt as I engulfed his dick. My hot flesh polished his dick as I went lower and lower. My butt-cheeks jiggled as I bottomed out, smacking into his thighs. I took him, savoring that moment of being full of his cock.

Then I squeezed around his dick. I lifted up him, my cunt buffing his cock clean. He groaned into the kiss, his hands sliding down my back. His touch felt amazing. I gasped as he cupped my rump. He squeezed me, kneaded me. His fingers dug into my flesh.

It was incredible.

A rush.

Exhilaration surged through me, mixing with the pleasure.

I slammed down him again and again. I worked my cunt up and down his dick. It was this amazing rush. I’d done it. I’d saved our family with my illicit edit. My tongue darted around in his mouth, caressing him as this pleasure surged through my body. It built me towards my orgasm.

I would cum so hard. I would explode on his dick.

I couldn’t wait for that moment. I hungered for it. My pregnant pussy gripped him. I shuddered as I bottomed out on him. His cock reached so deep into me. My butt-cheeks smacked into his thighs on every downstroke. My nipples rubbed into his chest.

I broke the kiss and stared into his eyes. His fingers dug into my rump. He groaned as my naughty pussy cleaned his dick. My juicy flesh gripped him. He grinned at me, his nose nuzzling into mine. I whimpered, the pleasure growing and growing.

“We’re going to make the world into a paradise,” he groaned.

“Yes!” I gasped, her twat squeezing around my dick. It was the greatest feeling in the world. A rush. “We’ll remake it in our image!”

His fingers dug into my flesh. He gripped me. He squeezed and kneaded me. The pleasure surged down my body. An amazing delight. I groaned, feeling dizzy. My hips wiggled from side to side. I squeezed around him. This juicy heat grew in my pussy wrapped around his dirty cock.

My nipples ached and throbbed. I slammed down his dick. My orgasm built faster and faster. This heat rushed through me. My hair swayed about my shoulders. I whimpered, staring into his dark eyes. I took his cock to the hilt.

“Yes!” I gasped. “We’ll change everything!”

“Everything,” he growled.

His fingers dug into my rump. He squeezed and kneaded me. He dug his digits into my butt-cheeks. He thrust up into my pussy, bouncing me. The chair groaned. I gasped as he lifted us up. He stood. I gasped, impaled on him. Then I was on my back on his desk and he was fucking me.

My large breasts bounced and jiggled, pillowed into two lush mounds as I lay on my back. He slammed his cock deep into me. His heavy balls smacked into my rump. I gasped, my cunt squeezed down on his shaft.

Pleasure raced through me. His dick reached to the hilt in my pussy. He planted his hands on either side of my body. He rammed to me. He fucked his cock hard and deep into my cunt. He plowed me with mighty strokes. A man fucking his woman. It was this incredible rush. I whimpered, biting my lower lip. My cunt squeezed around my twat.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she howled. “Oh, my god, this is incredible. We’re going to rule the world!”

“Yes!” he growled. His balls smacked into my taint with his every plunge. He drilled his cock into me.

I climbed towards my orgasm. He slammed so hard into me. He fucked me. His pubic bone ground against my clit. Pleasure sparked through me. This amazing treat that rushed through me. My dick buried to the hilt in me.

“Steve!” I moaned, clutching about my husband’s cock. “Oh, my god, Steve! You’re going to be a god! Yes, yes! We’re going to rule everything!”

“Nothing will stop me! Us!” he growled. He rammed into the hilt in me and drew back, my cunt clinging to his dick. The friction was incredible. His confidence was intoxicating. “Nothing!”

“Yes!” I howled and came.

My pussy convulsed around my husband’s cock. The rush of our power mixed with the surge of rapture flooding out of my cunt. I bucked on the desk, my tits heaving. My breasts smacked together. My cunt spasmed around his cock, buffing his dick clean of all of JoBeth’s asshole.

He slammed into me as the pleasure drowned my mind. Stars burst across my vision while a wave of darkness fuzzed before me. My back arched. My breasts jiggled. I whimpered and bucked, my mind melting.

“Steve!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes! We’re going to rule it all! I love it! Love you!”

He slammed to the hilt in me. He grunted and I felt that wonderful moment. His seed flooded through me. Our union complete. Our essence mixed. My pussy spasmed harder, writhing around his erupting cock.

“Linda!” he growled. His jizz pumped into my cunt. It flooded my pussy. He grunted and growled. I whimpered, my breasts jiggled. “Oh, damn, Linda. We’re going to do it.”

“We are!” I moaned and grabbed the back of his neck. I pulled him down to my hungry mouth. I kissed my powerful husband.

His weight was on me. His seed was in me. We would fix the world. Today, everything changed. My breasts ached and throbbed. My tongue danced through his. I kissed him with a hungry mouth. He stroked me. My breasts rose and fell, pressing against him.

It was just a rush. An exhilarating delight.

Steve Davies

I pulled into my parking space at City Hall. My Anime girls had brought me my sedan to drive from the school. They’d taken the rest of my family home, my children and concubines, in the mini-van while Linda and I headed to do my job as mayor.

Linda was bubbling with joy. She was so glad that I had figured out Sandalphon’s real name. It was a lucky stroke that I came across it in the book. When I saw Eden, it had clicked in my mind. Luckily, we had it.

I just had to wait until Midnight.

My stomach had that anticipatory twist. That desire to speed up time. I needed to distract myself. I had already planned to do my mayoral job after work. Rainier was a small town, so the mayor didn’t need to be a full-time job. The city manager, a gorgeous woman named Kalie Fairclough, ran the day to day details.

I walked in the back door into the employee section. The various civil workers were bustling around. They smiled at me, murmuring, “Good day, Mayor Davies!”, “How’s it going, Mayor?”, “Hey, Mr. Mayor!”, and so on. I nodded at them. They were all focused. Bustling. They wanted to make Rainier a better place.

It was such a rush knowing I had changed this town. I had improved it. Having this power was amazing.

My wife and I took the elevator to the fourth floor where the executive offices were. Imogene was waiting for us. My sexy secretary, edited from that plump girl with the ear expanders and too many piercings, stood before us in this low-cut blouse, her skirt hugging tight to her lithe legs. The tops of her thigh-high stockings appearing from beneath the hem.

“Good day, Mr. Mayor,” Imogene said brightly, her brown hair swaying about her shoulders. “I’ve been getting calls all day about you.”

“Oh?” I asked as we walked down the hallway. I nodded to the comptroller sitting in his office, his door open. Richard Lawson, city attorney, smiled at me before he looked back down at the legal pad before him. “What sort of calls.”

“They want to know if you’re running for mayor of Seattle,” she said. “Or SeaTac and Olympia. And even as the Governor of Washington.”

I smiled and glanced at my wife. “We have to pick some good people to fill those roles.”

“Ooh, you’re going to endorse the candidates?” Imogene asked. “I know I’d vote for whomever you nominate as governor. It’ll be better than the current asshat.”

I laughed as I opened the door to my office. The two women swept inside. They immediately began stripping naked. My wife stripped out of the business skirt and blouse she wore. She’d changed out of her nurse scrubs into an outfit more appropriate for coming to City Hall. That brief time walking through the halls had to make an impression. She opened her blouse, her large tits coming out.

Imogene had her own tits popping out. Nice and perky. Her nipples thrust hard and pink from atop her breast. I tweaked one, making her gasp and giggle. My wife gave me a fond look as I joined them in stripping, removing my tie.

“So, let’s start figuring out who we should endorse not only to be governor of this state, but all of them. We’ll need mayoral candidates and even presidential candidates.”

My wife glanced at me. “You’re not going to make yourself president?”

“Maybe,” he said. Steve sighed. “It would mean giving up being a teacher at Rainier. Part of me wants to stay. And, no, not just because of my nubile students. I like being a teacher.”

“Mmm, but we’re changing the world. Can we let anything stop us?”

Her words resonated. I shifted and said, “No, no, you’re right. We have to go all in. Nothing can stand in our way.”

My wife beamed at me, her breasts swaying from side to side. They were lush and beautiful. My dick throbbed. I wanted to fuck her, but we had work to do. I would make myself president and then slowly began editing the world.

How long before I ruled it? A few years to edit enough major cities around the world. All centers of power and economics: Beijing, London, Paris, Singapore, Moscow, Tokyo, Berlin, Mecca, Delhi, and so many more. Every world capital in the end. It would take the rest of my life to edit every individual city, but I just had to hit those major population centers.

Maximize my efforts.

First the U.S.

“Let’s start planning,” I said as I headed naked to my desk, my wife and secretary following.

James Davies

School was out for the day. I sat on a wooden bench in Lewis Park in the center of town, near the bronze statue of the explorer. I shifted as I stared out at the people moving around, enjoying the lovely day. Mount Rainier loomed to the southeast, the peak a majestic, glacial-capped cone soaring high into the air above the rest of the Cascade Mountains.

I wanted to draw something in pencil. Not bring it to life, just something meaningful and beautiful. The urge to create had been on me all day. There were so many different ways to create. Drawing was my favorite.

Well, second favorite. Creating a baby in a girl’s womb was an exhilarating experience.

My two girlfriends set beside me. Orihime hummed absently, her head darting out as she people watched, her breasts jiggling. Ruri had her eyes focused on the book she read, a boring book on physics. She loved it, her eyes moving as they swept down the page.

“Ooh, ooh, look at them,” Orihime said. “You should draw them.” Her voice went lower. “You could make it naughty. They look like mother and daughter.”

My eyes glanced over to the two figures approaching. I smiled in delight at the sight of the two women. The older of the pair had blonde hair that swayed around her shoulders. She wore a tank top that stretched around her round breasts. She had a pair of white shorts on, her legs toned and delightful. The girl was fourteen, her sandy-blonde hair in pigtails. She wore a baby doll t-shirt, the purple cloth hugging her chest. Her breasts looked small, lovely handfuls.

My dick throbbed.

“Mmm, mother and daughter,” purred Orihime. “Ask them to pose for you.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, my mouth dry. “Hi, excuse me.”

The pair of figures stopped and glanced at me. The older woman had blue eyes and the younger green. They both gave me quizzical looks, glancing up and down. Did they recognize me? I knew the town was edited so women would let me sleep with them. Or did they recognize that if they slept with me, they would find their soulmate?

“Would you mind posing for my drawing?” I said. “You and your daughter are beautiful.”

“Oh, really?” asked the older woman.

“Definitely,” I said, nudging Orihime. “Don’t you think so?”

“Big time,” my busty girlfriend said, her orange hair swaying around her shoulders. “You’re both so beautiful, you should do it naked! Mmm, yes, that’s what James wants.”

“Idiot,” muttered Ruri. “We’re in public.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, my dick swelling hard. “Would you do that for me. Pose naked with each other so I can capture the beauty of mother and daughter together.”

“Oh, sure,” the mother said. “You up for it, Kathy?”

“Sure, Mom!” said the daughter, delight dancing over her face. I didn’t recognize her. She didn’t go to my private Christian high school. Her hands pulled off the hem of her t-shirt, exposing small breasts clad in a white bra with pink lace.

“Everyone in the world is idiots,” Ruri groaned.

“How do you want us to pose?” the mother asked, setting down her large purse. She had a blanket peeking out of it.

“You here for a picnic or something?” I asked, nodding to the purse.

She frowned then glanced down. “Oh, the blanket. Well, I hate sitting on grass.” She pulled off her tank top. She had a gray bra on underneath. Nothing fancy. “You know, it’s so itchy and I don’t want to stain my clothes.”

“True, true,” I said. “Spread it out. I think you and your daughter should pose naked on it. Cuddled up.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun,” said Kathy. She unsnapped her jeans and wiggled out of them, her panties a soft yellow. She shoved the jeans down and used her feet to pushed them off of her, taking her shoes off in the process. Then she peeled off her socks. “Let’s do that, Mom!”

“Sure,” the mother said. She shuddered, her hands stroking her body. “We’ll have a fun time.” She unhooked her bra. Her breasts were soft and round, not as firm as a younger woman, but still delicious. Her blonde hair swayed as she unfastened her skirt.

Her daughter worked off her panties, exposing a landing strip of blonde down to her tight slit. I liked that. She would make an interesting subject to draw. I gripped my pencil, my dick growing hard and throbbing. Orihime squirmed beside me while Ruri stared intently at her book.

She hadn’t turned the page once since the women started stripping.

The mother stepped out of her shorts and panties, now down to just her flip-flops. She kicked those off and grabbed the quilted blanket. She unfurled it, the various segments of purple, white, and pink seemingly stitched together at random. She sank down on it as her daughter slipped her arms out of her shoulder straps. She spun her bra around, her small breasts coming into view, the clasp now located beneath her breasts. She unhooked it and then sank down with her mother.

“Okay,” I said, “lay down on the blanket with your feet in my direction. Kathy, snuggle up to your mom.”

The pair obeyed, stretching out. The mother’s breasts made two delicious mounds as she lay on her back, her blonde bush adorning her pudenda. A breeze ruffled through those curly hairs. The fourteen-year-old girl snuggled up against her mother, pressing her small breasts into the older woman’s side.

“Now, uh, what’s your name, ma’am?” I asked.

“Sally,” she purred, her cheeks flushed.

“Okay, reach your right hand across your stomach and cup your daughter’s breast.” I smiled, nodding. “Yes, yes, just like that. And Sally, nuzzle your head into your mother’s breast. Your mouth right by her nipple like your about to suck on it.”

“Ooh, kinky,” purred the girl, her eyes glowing.

My dick throbbed as she moved her head. Her mother’s nipples were hardening, poking up dark-red from her areolas. Kathy rested her head on her mother’s boob. Her tongue flicked out, caressing her mother’s nipple.

“Kathy!” groaned Sally. “Ooh, I haven’t had anyone do that in a while.”

“You should get back to dating,” Kathy said. “It’s been two years. Dad would want you to be happy.” She licked her mother’s nipple again, making the plump tit jiggle.

“Okay, Kathy, throw your right thigh over your mother’s left leg and push your knee up against her pussy. Ooh, just like that.” My dick throbbed hard. I could see her underage twat now. That tight, virginal slit surrounded by her plump vulva. “That’s perfect.”

“Oh, yes,” Orihime said. “Right, Ruri?”

“I’m reading a book, not participating in this sordid behavior,” Ruri answered. “Idiots.”

I smiled. She still hadn’t turned that page.

My pencil whisked across the drawing paper. I stared at the mother and daughter and loved having them as models. It was always nice to have a living example to make sure you were still drawing realistic bodies. I sketched them out first as rough ovals. Then the details. The pencil was light, hardly appearing on the page. Then I did more sketches in darker graphite. Limbs. The flow of their hair.

It was wonderful to draw. I worked fast, bringing to life their features. The quivering delight on Kathy’s face, her lips poised to suck on her mother’s hard nipple. The awed passion on the mother’s face like she’d never realized her daughter could be such a passionate woman.

I loved it. My dick twitched and throbbed.

Their hair came alive. The curves and line of their bodies, their entwined legs. I captured the tight slit of Kathy’s pussy. I savored drawing in those details. She looked virginal even though she was shaved. My dick throbbed.

It didn’t take long to do the pencil sketch. Maybe ten minutes. I paused, staring at it. I loved the sight. I took out my eraser and cleaned up some of the guidelines that weren’t hidden by the detailed drawing. I showed it to Orihime.

“Beautiful!” she gasped. “Oh, that’s perfect. You captured them.”

“Ruri?”

Her eyes flicked from her book. “You have ... captured something enticing, James.”

“Something hot?” Orihime asked. “Something that makes your nips hard and your pussy wet.”

“Nips?” Ruri asked. “Eww. My nipples are not hard.”

“You sure?” I asked. “I can check right now.”

Ruri’s cheeks went flaming, contrasting with her soft blue-purple hair. “That is not necessary. Your drawing is ... erotic and arousing. My nipples are hard because of that. No other reason.”

“Right, right,” I said, nodding my head. “Thaaaaat’s it.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“So you’re done?” Kathy asked. “Because ... this is kinda nice being snuggled to you, Mom.”

“Your, uh, knee is rubbing on my pussy,” Sally said, her cheeks blushed bright.

“So, you’re the guy that if you fuck us, we’ll find our soulmates, right?” Kathy asked. “Because my mom could use that. She could use getting laid and finding love again.”

“Kathy!” gasped the mother, her cheeks scarlet.

The girl shuddered. “Come on, Mom. Dad would want you to be happy. I want you to be happy. So let’s do it. Let’s make you happy.”

“And what about you?” purred Orihime. Her hand slid up and down my hard cock through my pants. “Do you want a soulmate, Kathy.”

“Well, yeah!” the girl said, her body undulating, humping against her mother’s side. “But I have my whole life before me. Mom’s like forty. She’s going to die soon.”

“I have another thirty or forty years left,” her mother muttered.

“Right,” the girl said. “You’re getting old.”

“Little brat!” The mother pinched her daughter’s nipple.