Chapter 6

“Goddamnit, at last ... at fucking last! I’ve wanted you to fuck me for ages!” Brittany shouted as she took my cock balls deep inside her twat.

“Same here, babe! Same here! I’ve craved this pussy and this ass for the longest time!” I confessed as I reamed her good and rough.

“It’s been yours all along. All you had to do was ask,” Brittany encouraged me as I plowed her from behind and admired her lovely tush.

“Silly me!” I chuckled as I drove further inside her with each thrust.

“Best part, by the way, is that I’m fresh off the Pill and fertile as Hell!” Brittany teased me as she squeezed my dick like a vise.

“What the fuck?” I exclaimed, especially as my newest lover giggled and clenched me even tighter on the next few strokes.

“This womb has been reserved for you for the longest time and I was rapidly running out of patience! I’ve wanted to have your baby ever since we met! I told myself, ‘that guy, the one who’s fucking his own sister, that’s the one who I want breeding me.’ I’ve gone out of my way to satisfy my many partners with the minimum risk of pregnancy. Yes, I knew that she was your twin sister. It wasn’t rocket science to figure out. The incest was one of the biggest turn-ons about you. Both. Of. You!” Brittany breathlessly declared her passion for Wendy and me.

“Body language?” Wendy laughed as she pushed one of the busboys face first into her gash, “oh, you’ve got these cuties nice and trained. Such pretty boys, these lads here!”

“Yeah, they’re such yummy little trollops ... they do as they’re told and quite happily, too! Hence why they’re dining at the Y right now! It’s made it so much easier to keep them in line while avoiding their seed. I like them a lot, but I want Wayne’s spawn, not theirs! I want this sister-fucker to breed the holy fuck out of me!” Brittany declared, “and honestly, I want to move in with you guys, if I can.”

“Oh, you do? Two questions ... what’s your motive ... and will your little cuck bois join you in our happy, humble home?” Wendy inquired, even as Brittany extracted every drop of my jizz into her snatch at last.

“Three motives. One, I want to have his babies, as I said. It’s a lot easier to make it work if I’m living here. Sharing a bed, a home, a kitchen, etc. Two, it would make living expenses a lot easier. And frankly, I’d be the perfect beard for you, Wayne. No one need know about the incest at all. And three, I want constant access to both of you ... sexually. To your cock, to her pussy, to both of your asses. And to your slaves, of course.

“And yes, if you’re okay with it, they’ll join us. They’ve even decided to become slaves themselves. And yes, you’d have access to them, too,” Brittany admitted as she stood and kissed both of us rather hungrily on the lips.

“What about your boss?” I asked Brittany.

“Oh, I’m done with him. He made the mistake of proposing marriage to me and I told him flatly that I wouldn’t do it because I’m not cut out for his kind of marriage. I then quit the job on the spot. It was a risk, but hey, what was the worst that could happen? I lose all I own? If that happened, I had little doubt that you would purchase me, wouldn’t you?” Brittany winked as she watched her other pretty boys gang up on Wendy.

“So, you really have six lads all in awe of you, eh? That could prove very useful indeed! Boss man’s gonna be really pissed when he learns that you own all of his busboys, though. I might not be able to eat there again!” I laughed as I counted the number of pussy bois who lived to serve their blonde Goddess, Brittany.

Six boyfriends ... that could prove expensive, but Brittany was likely to be able to bring more than a little money in herself, one way or the other. More to the point, she was eager to service me ... and Wendy. This could be very helpful indeed, especially to the goals of breaking Tamara and Jordan.

Speaking of which, the last I had checked, Tamara had her dildo all the way up Jordan’s ass again and her plastic balls pushed against his fleshy ones as his dick strained against its stainless steel cage. She really got a kick out of pegging him, but she was far from alone in using him that way. That was most of his sex life now, bent over and taking it deep. Which reminded me to let Brittany peg him herself ... and let her use Tamara in both holes. I was certain that she would enjoy both perks of her new position.

“Trust me, I’ll keep him sweet to you, one way or the other. So, am I in or out?” Brittany persisted with further kisses to punctuate her desire to join us.

“Oh, honey, you’ve officially earned a vote from me at least. To join us in the master bed, that is. But it’s ultimately up to Master Wayne here. What do you say, bro?” Wendy licked her lips at the prospect of a luscious blonde vixen like Brittany sharing both of our favors.