Literotic asexstories – Man of the House Pt. 03 by amenarimix,amenarimix
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All characters are 18 or older. Now enjoy.
Many weeks had passed since then.
As I stirred awake in the morning, my groggy mind was suddenly flooded with the recollection of the cluttered mess in my basement, and decided it was finally time to take action. I called Lucas to help me tackle the daunting task. We put on some upbeat music to set the mood and started discussing our strategy. We were also doing some heavy lifting and working up a sweat as we cleared out the items from the basement.
Together, we ventured into the basement, armed with cleaning supplies, boxes, and determination. As we sifted through the piles of forgotten items, we discovered treasures from my childhood–a dusty box of old toys, a collection of comic books, and even an old skateboard. Each finds sparked memories.
The basement started to come alive as we cleaned and sorted. The rays of sunlight filtering through the small windows cast a warm glow, transforming the space from a dreary storage area to a place full of potential.
During our breaks, we lounged on a couple of chairs we had dragged down, sipping on cold drinks and sharing stories.
“I was thinking of increasing Lucy’s hrt treatment speed,” Lucas said. “I want to make her boobs shake while I fuck her.”
“Sure, sounds hot. My father successfully passed down our family’s alpha gene to the next generation, ensuring its continuation. Now, she can retire gracefully, knowing that our legacy is secure,’ I said. “For years, my mother and father attempted to conceive another child without success, leaving them frustrated and longing for a sibling for me. However, now that my mother is likely pregnant with my child, it has led me to believe that my father may have permanently lost his fertility.”
“I’ve been considering a permanent change for your father,” Lucas said, his voice filled with determination and a hint of uncertainty.
“What is it?” I asked, my curiosity piqued by Lucas’s cryptic statement.
“We need to consider castrating him for the sake of boosting her feminization,” Lucas said, his voice serious and filled with concern. “I prefer empty sacks over any teen’s pussy.”
“Do you think we should keep the extra skin?” I asked, unsure of what implications it might have.
“I prefer it smooth,” Lucas replied, expressing his personal preference for a clean and streamlined appearance. “The smoothness adds a feminine touch, enhancing its overall appeal.”
“Will it still be functional?” I asked, my curiosity growing.
Lucas pondered for a moment before responding, “Yes, it should still maintain its functionality. The removal of the extra skin doesn’t affect its primary purpose, but it can enhance the beauty and make it more comfortable.”
“Oh, I mean the balls?” I asked, seeking clarification.
“No, the removal of the testicles wouldn’t affect functionality in that sense. While it would result in sterility, other regular functions would remain intact,” Lucas answered. “She’ll squirt like she used to.”
“I saw she used to squirt while her clitty was rock hard, but now always limp?” I asked.
“It’s normal. The lack of testosterone made her limp,” Lucas explained.
“Yea, plus she doesn’t need a hard-on,” I replied.
“Most of the men prefer her girl limp,” Lucas added.
“So, you were telling me you prefer teens over my mom?” I said playfully.
Ohh, I need to talk about my sexy mother, don’t I? My mother is a 37-year-old woman who exudes an aura of allure and confidence. She possesses a natural beauty that catches the eye, drawing attention wherever she goes. Her figure is curvaceous, accentuating her feminine charm. She maintains a level of fitness that sets her apart from others her age, giving her youthful energy and vitality.
Her lips are naturally full and soft. When she smiles, her lips curve into a gentle, inviting expression that radiates warmth and charm. They have a subtle natural tint that enhances her features, drawing attention to her captivating smile and the words that flow from her lips with confidence and charisma. Her lips possess a certain magnetic quality, leaving a lasting impression on those who have the privilege of experiencing her presence.
Most of the time she uses glossy red lipsticks. The vibrant shade added an instant allure to her already captivating smile, creating a focal point that couldn’t be ignored. The glossy red lipstick glided smoothly, accentuating the natural curves of her lips. It caught the light, creating a lustrous sheen that reflected her inner confidence and radiance. The color itself was a bold statement, exuding a sense of power and sensuality. Every time I look at her her lips invite me to taste her words and the pleasure of her kiss.
Her eyes are expressive, sparkling with a mix of intelligence and playfulness, hinting at a mischievous spirit within. Her hair cascades in waves or falls in luscious curls, framing her face and adding to her overall appeal.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that when I said over teen’s pussy,” Lucas apologized. “Honestly I don’t sleep with your mother often because of you.”
“What, why?” I asked.
“You love her so much. I better keep my dick out of your way,” Lucas replied.
“Haha. Alright, you got me. We’re actually banging like rabbits, trying to spawn a little one,” I said with a smirk. “But you can fuck her ass, I gave you permission before.”
“Thank you so much. I feel like I’m pushing my luck here, but you’ve been incredibly generous already,” Lucas hesitated.
“Just cut the crap and tell me,” I replied. “I want my house to be a happy place.”
“I used to share my father with my friends. It’s more fun when…” Lucas stopped mid-sentence as I interrupted him abruptly.
“Lucas, have you ever considered the idea of marrying my father?” I proposed. “Then you don’t need to ask me anymore about this silly stuff. Sounds like a wild and spontaneous idea, doesn’t it?”
“Master, I am incredibly grateful for the opportunity you have given me by bringing me into your life. I am fully dedicated to serving you and contributing to the glory of our family,” Lucas replied. “Wait a sec here.”
Alright, let’s take a step back and relax for a moment. I can sense the confusion and disbelief creeping in. But hey, don’t sweat it! This whole idea is just to make my life a tad easier, you know? So here’s the deal: I thought, why not drag Lucas into our bloodline? And before he takes that leap and becomes my father’s husband, I just need him to jot down a long list of his wishes. Then, I can simply go through and tick them off like a boss. See? Marriage is just a word we’re using here to keep things relatable. In our world, we can practically trade family members like commodities between houses. So if you ever want to throw a party based on that concept, be my guest! Got it? Good.
Lucas handed me his tablet, and as I glanced at the screen, I realized he had entrusted me with some highly confidential documents.
“You’re absolutely certain about this?” I questioned, wanting to ensure Lucas was fully aware of the gravity of his decision.
“Master, I consider myself a part of this family now, and I’m willing to give my all,” Lucas affirmed with determination.
“Well, if you’re willing to trust me with everything you have, then I trust you too,” I said, a genuine smile spreading across my face. “Besides, I’m usually out and about most of the time anyway.”
“I want to make it clear that this isn’t about seeking revenge or anything of that sort. My intention is solely to contribute to the success of our family business,” Lucas clarified. “I possess certain information that could greatly aid you in your ongoing business deal.”
You see, it’s moments like these where generosity towards your subordinates pays off.
“I appreciate your honesty, Lucas, and I don’t want to betray our friendship,” I responded. “But when it comes to the family business, I believe we can make an exception.”
“Yes, master,” Lucas replied, showing his loyalty to our shared cause.
“Hey, do you mind taking my mother to her doctor’s appointment? I’m trying to impregnate her,” I asked casually.
“Yes, master. I’ll take her there right away,” Lucas replied, showing his willingness to my request.
“Thanks. Aaa, about my father. You think she can take it?” I asked. “The way you nail her, sometimes I even get jealous that if I could do the same.”
“Haha, it’s just, I think I like it a little rough,” Lucas replied. “And she keeps begging for more when I start pounding her hard. I can be very gentle if you order me or I won’t do it in front of you if you ask.”
“No need, fuck her as you like. I also like to watch porn. Just don’t send anyone to the hospital, lol,” I said. “Do you have anything else to share? I’m thinking about our family size.”
“Master, are we participating in this upcoming auction?” Lucas asked. “We can buy a bitch in heat, a fertile woman who is ready for breeding.”
“Yes,” I replied. “You’re doing an excellent job with my father, so I think I’ll invest in acquiring a few more boipussy for you to train.”
“Master, I promise you won’t be disappointed. Training sissy is my specialty,” Lucas replied confidently. “In fact, we could even establish a whole new family business based on it, if you’re up for it.”
“Sounds perfect. I’m heading out. Can you take care of the rest?” I asked.
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