Chapter 8

As we pulled into the parking lot for Damien’s Buffet (yes, that was literally its name), I took some ribbing about the fact that the owner had such a diabolical name. I chuckled as we stepped out, but I also laughed as I noticed that Audrey went commando under her chosen skirt. It wasn’t a very long one, either, though it was borrowed from Mom. Ashley often used it, too.

Several of the other patrons whistled a little as they saw my ladies and even my fellas exit the vans. Audrey just happened to get the most attention, due to her particular outfit, though Kara, Ashley, Chloe, and Zoe also got considerable ogling to boot. Ashley wore Daisy Dukes with a crop top, while Kara had a very short dress and silk lace panties as well as “fuck me” pumps. Chloe and Zoe chose matching plaid jammies that managed to accentuate their figures and tease people with the prospect of yanking their bottoms down.

“Wow, this is quite the locale here! I’ve passed by this a few times, but never actually pulled into it. Mostly because Silvio seemed to reject the idea consistently. So, in fact, I’m rather curious about the place and now my curiosity is about to be solved. So, how do you know this ‘Damien’ guy, anyway?” Audrey inquired as she moved my hand under her skirt.

“His first cousin was my homeroom and history teacher. Mrs. Chamois. Aka ‘the she-goat,’ because of her surname. My favorite teacher, in fact. Marie-Josephine Chamois. An incredible woman! She introduced me to the place during Spring Break. I think that she felt bad that I didn’t have any real ... well, you know ... companionship during that time.

“We never actually ... did that, together, but in a certain sense, she was my first sexual partner. I ... sorta got nervous about bedding my teacher, my rather married, eager to be pregnant teacher, so we didn’t go all the way. Yeah, that sort of incident is why I’m glad the world has changed so much. I think that she was lonely, too. But we ... well, did some things,” I coughed as I discussed my past near first time with my teacher while Audrey relocated my hand to her derriere.

“Such as?” Audrey grew noticeably excited as we entered the buffet, even biting her lower lip.

“Yes, do tell!” Kara insisted as she moved my other hand up her dress and Ashley wrapped her arms around my waist.

“Well, as I live and breathe, cousin, there he is! Speak of the devil!” I heard Damien Yves announce me to someone.

“Hello, Darius!” Mrs. Chamois greeted me very warmly, with a peck on the lips that lingered a bit more than I expected in public.

“Hello, Mrs. Chamois. Small world. I was just talking about you, in fact,” I told my former teacher.

“All good things, I hope. Who are these charming people that you have with you here? You seem a lot less ... lonely and bashful than you used to be, my dear. And call me ‘Josie.’ My real friends call me that. I should have told you that sooner, but things got a little ... awkward after Spring Break, didn’t they?” Mrs. Chamois blushed a little as she discussed our little liaison in that one hotel suite where we spent three whole days.

“Yeah, we were discussing that very time, in fact. I know what you didn’t do, but I don’t know what you did,” Mom winked at me and at Josie as she said that.

“I was about to say it ... when we entered the place,” I coughed a little more.

“He went down on her, drank a bit of wine to get his liquid courage up, and then he finally was brave enough, he was too sauced to get it up. That’s the gist of it, right, cousin?” Damien openly teased me as he seated us, not drawing as much attention as I would have expected.

“That’s ... it, more or less,” I confessed, blushing in spite of my status as a high priest.

“No, it’s not, and I didn’t tell even my cousin the ... whole thing. You know it. I know it. We both know what we did in the shower, sweet Darius. When you blew my mind with what you did to me! We can always ... try again, you know. You’re not my student anymore,” Josie winked at me.

“What did he do that did that?” Ashley blurted now.

“Yes, please tell us!” Chloe and Zoe shouted in unison.

“He licked me from my face down to my ankles. Including the back of my knees, which strangely excited me more than anything else. And when he rimmed me, oh, God, I felt like every single nerve ending was aflame. I bit my bottom lip several times as he did such things to me.

“I’ve never had a man do all of that to me ... in quite that way! It was ... incredible! We did that a few more times after that, but sadly, he was too drunk to do what I asked. Oh, and there was the time that he drank cognac from the crack of my ass!” Josie visibly shivered.

“Oh, my God ... he hasn’t changed that much, then! Just this morning, he told me that he wanted to lick honey off my tush! No joke!” Audrey confessed as she moved my hand back under her skirt.

“That sounds like our man, doesn’t it? Tell me, honestly, did it so extremely arouse you that you wondered if your knees would buckle?” Josie asked Audrey as I rose to pay for our meal in advance.

“Non, monsieur, your money is no good here! That is why I seated you first, my friend! You and your family are family to me, because you are so close to Josie here! Besides, I honestly want to see what happens today as you prepare to eat brunch!” Damien chortled a bit as he shook my hand.

“And yes, it did. It did arouse me to that extent, Josie. I can call you that, too?” Audrey inquired.

“Oui, mademoiselle! And you are so charming! Did I mention that I am bisexual?” Josie told Audrey as she openly admired her legs and thighs.

“That makes two of us!” Audrey winked at her, “see something that you like, madame?”

“Um ... let’s get some food!” I licked my lips as I got ready to plate my meal, “very good to see you again. I owe you, Josie, big time. And I ... I will deliver as soon as I can arrange it.”

I managed to put those familiar butterflies aside, thanks to my new powers and recent experience, but they had surfaced for a little bit there first. I used the food-plating moment to buy time and plan my next maneuver in dealing with Mrs. Chamois, er, Josie. The way that she bit her lip and then frankly ogled me from across the room was very telling, encouraging, in fact.

“You know, that woman clearly wants you even more than I thought the last time we met. The first time, well, you know, I saw her, I couldn’t help but notice how her eyes undressed you at every stolen second. She didn’t change at all there, did she? Still craves you like crazy! I didn’t protest, because, well, I was in no place to judge, and frankly, I wanted you to get laid. I worried that might not happen anytime soon. If a hot, naughty teacher fit the bill, so be it!” Mom told me while subtly rubbing her bum against my groin while we filled our plates.

“Well, as you can see, I came close. Very fucking close. Just not close enough. Due to nerves and all. I’m still not sure what her marital situation was back then, other than being legally wed, but we all know that is moot now,” I observed as Mom’s hand brushed mine.

“I don’t know about Josie, but you know that I’m wet as a dishrag right now, and frankly, it’s mostly for you. Some for Damien, some for Audrey, some for Josie, several others, but especially for you. No surprises, I suppose,” Mom told me as she slid my hand down the front of her jeans to make her point, “please don’t wash that! I want to think of you tasting me while you eat your chicken and cod! Maybe you can kiss Josie with my juices on your lips!”

“Damn, Mom! Wow! I don’t know who else I’m fucking here, other than Josie for sure, but I am so going to take you before we get home! I don’t even know where before we get back, but I am going to shove my cock inside you and go to town!” I told my mother, stunned at just how horny she was that afternoon, even more than usual.

“Meet me in the ladies’ room whenever I say that I have to pee. I will have to pee, but once that’s done, my pants will already be down, you know. Very convenient, don’t you agree? Just pin me to the stall wall and have me! If you wish, that is, Master,” Mom told me with a husky voice.

“I’ll bring wipes, and not just for your hands,” I told Mom before planting a lip lock on her and aggressively fondling her butt through her pants.

“So, about those ... um, red blood drops on everyone’s foreheads ... is that a New Age thing or something?” Josie planted herself on my lap to steal a little food from my plate.

She also drank a little of my sweet tea, in fact. Then she proved that she couldn’t wait any longer by unzipping my pants as I sat there and lifted her dress while my hands moved to slide her panties down to her ankles. There was no way that I was going to resist this particular move on her part. It was just too much. While Damien watched and grinned, while others ate their excellent Southern, down-home comfort food, I began fucking Josie in my chair.

“Don’t stop eating and drinking, dear! Just fuck me while we share food ... don’t worry, I’ll share my food with you, too! I just love the sensual experience of sharing food ... and fucking while we eat! Seems to be the perfect way to prove the ... ardor of my affections!” Josie groaned as she rode me, before we shared a dinner roll with our teeth.

“You don’t seem to mind that I don’t have a rubber!” I teased her.

“You didn’t have one last time, and I would totally have fucked you bareback, too! In fact, there was a box of them in the nightstand drawer, next to the Gideon Bible, of course. I just didn’t want you to see either one, in case it got in the way of my ... um ... agenda,” Josie told me while we mated in my chair.

“What was that, Josie?” I gasped as I fucked her even harder.

“Having your baby!” she told me with a searing French kiss as she bounced up and down on my rod.

“So, whose baby did you have? Hubby’s?” I dared to bring up her husband.

“Pierre? My dear, dear boy! It was his idea for me to get knocked up by a young man. Preferably a student of mine. He first brought it up in our pillow talk and we let it get wilder from there. In case you wondered, my dear lad, we’ve never been monogamous. Maybe monogamish at various points, but never a fully closed marriage in the traditional sense.

“When I came home from Spring Break, and told him all about it, he fucked me into next year, or at least next month! He was so hot and bothered about the whole thing that he’s brought it up several times ever since. And he’s encouraged me to fuck Damien ever since I brought up a sex dream about him. Which I have, by the way. I’ve fucked Damien a dozen times since then!” Josie informed me as I continued to impale her with my thick, throbbing cock.

“So, are you pregnant right now? By Damien or someone else?” I teased her while still fucking her from beneath.

In public, no less. Everyone watched us in fascination, but not a soul protested it. Well, sexual ethics had been revamped a bit, but this was the first time I that I had witnessed anything quite this brazen. This was even more intense than what happened to Claire the night before. It was not so much shock as blatant voyeurism for the patrons of the buffet as we fucked and still ate from my plate. I had finally pounded my sweet teacher for whom I had been very hot and horny for a long time.

“No, but I do hope that changes ... with you! Damien always wears condoms, though I hope that changes someday. I really, really hate doing it like that! Bareback is always better and I truly want to experience being raw dogged by him someday before I die! He’s the last man that I’ll ever let fuck me like that! With rubbers, I mean. From now on, it’s all bareback for me! I fucking hate condoms! Sorry, but I just do! I always have!” Josie screamed as I spent myself inside her.

She limped to her feet, the smell of my jizz leaking down her thighs rather obvious to all. I helped her step out of her panties completely and confiscated them for a souvenir. She planted a very deep tongue kiss on me and also left some lipstick on my face. I then took her hand and led her to the kitchen, of all places, past a very stunned Damien, at which point I cut my finger with a small knife and smeared the blood on her forehead.

Josie’s eyes glazed over as I dumped the knife into the sink for washing. Sure, it was a health code violation, but all in a good cause. A blood red drop appeared on her forehead and she pulled me closer as we exited the kitchen. I stopped only long enough to watch Kara smear some of her blood on Damien’s forehead, too. I knew that would prevent any issues between us, and that was my main worry right then. He would absolutely accept what happened now.

“Now, do you get the red blood drops on the foreheads, babe? Those marked with them are ours. Our thralls. Kara’s and mine. And sometimes, Chloe and Zoe. That includes you now. And it includes Damien. And as from now on, my good friend, you are not to wear rubbers anymore. STIs are gone, anyway. You will take Josie into the ladies’ room now and raw dog her while she’s so fucking horny like that! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have more eating to do to replace the calories I just burned while fucking your cousin!” I instructed them, though the truth was that as an immortal, I wouldn’t starve to death.

“So, what do we do next?” Mom asked me while we ate.

“We go visit the Chamois house, turn Pierre into a thrall, and spend the day fucking there until we’re good and ready to leave. Maybe not until morning. I have a strong desire to fuck in a strange new house. But whenever we leave, we’re taking them with us. We’re also taking Damien home with us on this trip.

“Since he owns the buffet, I doubt that it’s gonna hurt him financially, especially once he moves in with us. We can always come back for their stuff later. Whatever has to come with them, that is,” I spoke brazenly of my plans for that trio.

“Oh, maybe you can fuck Josie on the marriage bed while I ride Pierre or Damien. Or both!” Mom propositioned.

“I call shotgun on Damien!” Ashley declared rather boldly.

“I think that it will be hotter to watch Jackie with Pierre first, anyway,” Audrey gulped now.

“That is true. A husband pounding another woman side by side on the marriage bed with his wife and another man! So damn steamy!” Kara broke her silence while playing footsie with me.

“Well, lookie here! My sister has spoken!” I teased her as she leaned in for a very brazen kiss.

“Hey, I was busy fantasizing about scenarios! And claiming Damien as mine! What can I say?” Kara told me now rather saucily.

“And I was busy stuffing my face,” Dad confessed for his part.

“As long as you stuff my face and my cunt the way that I’ve dropped hints at you, dear brother-in-law, I don’t fucking care!” Aunt Nina told him.

“And my ass, when you get the chance! I really want to be sodomized by my own brother! And in public!” Aunt Sophia informed all of us with a very passionate kiss to his neck.

“That sounds so fucking yummy, you know! I could screw you right here and now! Or somewhere else, if you prefer!” Uncle Hiram told one of those ladies, though I wasn’t sure which one.

“Tell me about it!” Uncle Spiro chuckled.

“Seriously!” Uncle Ray fist-bumped him.

“You know that you guys get plenty of pussy and tush, so don’t worry, okay? When has Master ever deprived us?” Aunt Cherise reminded them.

“Exactly!” Aunt Erica agreed, “and trust me, we enjoy fucking all of you ... that includes you two!”

She stared at Ethan and Tyler as she said that, winking at them as well. Trina openly slid her panties down under her dress and cut them in half, giving part to Ethan and the other part to Tyler. That was her way of inviting them to her twat, I supposed, not that anyone needed much of an invitation to get down and busy. They had fading self-esteem issues, but at least their confidence was on the rise instead of the wane.

I saw one of the other patrons really staring at Trina at that point and I took her by the hand to face the guy. Then I loosened the knot that kept her dress intact, causing it open in the middle. She was naked except for her shoes now and I placed her hands on one of the tables. I slapped her bum and spread her cheeks apart before sticking my finger inside her cunt to prepare her for some dick.

“You want to fuck her? Fuck her! Oh, and Ethan and Tyler, you’re both to fuck Trina as soon as this guy finishes with her. That’s an order! Hump her hard and put her away wet, guys! She needs it and badly!” I commanded the guys in question to screw my future mother-in-law.

“Oh, damn it, thank you, but I will want your cock inside me, too, given the chance, please, Master!” Trina begged me now.

“Well, I want to get along with my in-laws, don’t I?” I winked at Trina as I grabbed Mom next and dragged her to the men’s room, “I’ve decided not to wait for you to pee, Jackie! I’m going to fuck you, here and now, and then you can go pee! After we’ve fucked, that is!”

“Yes, yes, have it your way ... Master! I’m your slut, your thrall, your bitch, after all! I’m your whore!” Mom egged me on as I unzipped her pants and tore her undies to shreds.