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“I don’t like the way Paul has been behaving the last few days. And you’re enabling him.” Matthew frowned at his wife. They sat on the sofa in his office, overlooking the backyard.
“Paul and I have always been close, Matthew.” Shannon plastered the best smile she could on her face. “We raised him to honor his mother and father. He loves us.”
“You let him skip several days of school. And he hardly comes out of his room.” Matthew shivered. Somehow the thought of his son coming out of his room was worse than him hiding in it. “You’re too easy on him. Whoever spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him.”
“Are you planning on using your rod, Dad?” Paul ambled into his father’s office and stood before his parents. He had his hands behind his back. His writhing penis was full and obvious under his corduroys. He wanted both parents to see. His mother would know he needed her attention. And his father would understand what was replacing him. “I see you’ve both noticed.” He smiled when their gazes fixed on his crotch.
“There’s something going on…” Matthew’s words trailed off.
“Take a hike, Dad. Mom and I want to be alone.” Paul continued to smile pleasantly.
“How dare you talk to me that way. You’re eighteen. I’m your father. This is my office. If you and your mother have something to discuss you can -” Matthew was interrupted.
“I’m going to use my rod on Mom.” Paul chuckled. A rush of pleasure surged through him. He had always been his parents’ humble servant. Now he had all the power. God’s power. Paul only served Him now.
“Okay.” Matthew lowered his head, stood, and quickly exited the office, closing the door after him.
Shannon stared at her son. “This has gone too far, Paul.” Her face was slack. She could almost taste his saltiness in her mouth and the ecstasy that came with it. “What I’ve been doing with you has to stay a secret. Your father suspects now. What if he asks me directly? I can’t lie to him.”
“Oh, he knows. Did you see the way he looked at me when he closed the door? I like that he knows.” Paul shrugged. “Now, we don’t have to hide.”
“Paul, dearest, I think we should stop and think -”
“I’ve been talking to Mary in the painting, and she says it’s time for some changes.” Paul lowered his pants and underwear. He kicked them away, and they landed on his father’s desk. “You know how you keep saying that you try to make your mouth feel like a vagina when you give me oral sex?”
Shannon nodded slowly. She gazed at the miraculous wonder between his legs. His poor testicles were a very frustrated shade of blue. “Don’t you like when I do that, sweetie?”
“Yeah, sure. But I think it’s time we cut out the middle man or… um… the middle mouth.” He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. He removed her dress, bra, and panties. She didn’t help him, but she didn’t hinder his efforts either. “Gosh, Mom. I think your boobs are getting bigger.” He pushed her back down on the sofa. She looked up at him with expectation.
“I think you’re right.” Shannon eyes were wide with wonder. She reached out and stroked his penis, movement that had become an almost reflexive action around her son. It quieted in her hands, bringing her pride at having tamed it yet again. “My breasts have been achy too. I feel almost like I’m going through a second puberty.” She leaned her mouth toward his penis, but he moved before she could suck him in.
“Cool.” Paul spread her legs and squatted between them. It was awkward with her sitting on the sofa, but he didn’t think to move her. His only thought was to put it inside her. Apparently, his smaller head had the same idea. It squirmed as if it could see her opening and pushed its way in.
“Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh. It’s too… big.” Shannon’s face twisted.
“Your mouth doesn’t need to… ugh… be a vagina anymore. Your vagina is the only vagina I need.” Paul watched her carefully. He would remember this moment forever. Her eyes bulged and her mouth opened and closed repeatedly. She looked like a fish out of water. He leaned his hips into her and let his penis slide in. “Your mouth… is good… but this… is better. It’s tight… so tight.”
“Oh… Paul.” She held out her arms to him like she was welcoming him home after long travels.
“A good son does not… uggghhhhhhh… spare his mother… the rod.” He pulled his hips back and thrust forward. He did this again and again. Soon, they were violently smashing together. He watched her breasts shake and jiggle as her body absorbed what he gave her. Her silver cross bounced from one boob to the other. “Will you… be a good mommy… uh… uh… uh… and take the rod?”
“Yes… Paul… yes… Paul.” She found that he hadn’t destroyed her as she’d feared. He fit better than her husband ever had. His penis moved inside her, seeking out her weak points. “God… made us… so that we might… fit together… like this. It’s… oooohhhhhhhhh… His plan. And I’m… oohhhhhhhhhh… going to… eeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiii.” She tried to throw her head back, but the sofa prevented her. Instead, she pressed into the cushion, her body rigid. Over the last few days, when she had swallowed his seed, she had been transported to Heaven. What would it be like to take his sperm in her womb? Would it be even better? She was going to find out. Her first orgasm ripped through her. “Eeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.” She hit a high continuous note that was loud enough for Matthew to hear anywhere in the house. Heck, her neighbors might have heard her. Shannon didn’t care in the slightest.
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“My… you are a strong one.” Eloise stood with her back pressed to the hearth. Her dress was in tatters, some of the fabric burning by her feet where the roaring fire had ignited it. Kathy pressed her face to Eloise’s vagina. Eloise might have scissored her head and twisted her into the fire. But she had other plans. Also, the long tongue inside of her was… surprisingly delightful. “You mean to conquer… my crinkum crankum, is that it?” She felt silly for running from this.
“Nnnnnnnggggggggggggggg.” Kathy’s tongue was quite warm, but the inside of Eloise was like ice. They fought a war of relative temperature, even as their physical struggle was over.
“Well… mmmmmmmnnnnnnnn… congratulations.” Eloise reached out her hand to the hidden switch and flipped it. The fireplace opened, revealing the passage behind. “If you had said my crinkum crankum was… your plan from the beginning… I would have surrendered right away. But I thought… you intended to… eat me in a different way.”
Kathy wished the woman would be quiet. She dug her nails into Eloise’s ass and worked the spot on the roof of her pussy with her tongue.
“Oooohhhhhhhhhhh… where did you… learn that?” Eloise slowly edged into the dark passageway.
“Mmmpppphhhhhh.” Kathy was so focused on her work, that she didn’t notice where they were going. She thought the Painted Lady was simply trying to edge away from her. She held on tightly and continued her work. Eloise tasted different than Kathy’s mother. There was not much tang, but lots of sweet.
“Ohhhh… ohhhhhh… ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Eloise ran her fingers through the eighteen-year-old’s black hair. Kathy kept it trimmed to just above her shoulders, shorter than Eloise would like. She wound her fingers into it and let an orgasm overtake her. When she was done trembling, she pulled the girl gently up. They were well within the passage now. Once standing, Kathy bent and kissed her. It wouldn’t be easy to navigate the stairs while locking lips, but Eloise could do it. She backed down the first stair and Kathy followed, her tongue occasionally gagging Eloise. Of course, she was well-practiced in taking a long cudgel down her throat. She allowed Kathy to rake her back with her fingernails, and otherwise handle her as she wished, so long as they continued their slow descent.
“Mmmmpppphhhhhhhh.” Kathy luxuriated in the woman’s submission. This fine, pale creature with freckled skin now allowed Kathy whatever she wanted. This alpha bitch of another pack could belong to her pack as a beta. They stopped descending and Kathy lifted her into her arms. They continued to make out, ice and fire pressing together. Eloise was tender and receptive. Kathy brash and daring. It was a lovely pairing. Eventually they broke the kiss. Kathy still held Eloise dangling in the air so that they were face to face. She stared at the woman’s beauty. Her hunger grew, and she lowered her mouth to waiting breasts. She licked and kissed her way around the soft, heavy flesh.
“Oooohhhhhhhh… that’s nice,” Eloise purred. “So lovely to find a woman with a taste for ruby-tipped globes. Aaaahhhhhhhhh… yes… chew on them… but not too rough.”
Kathy did as she liked. She pressed Eloise up against the stone wall and moved her face from one breast to the other.
“When you… ooohhhhhhh… have a moment.” Eloise almost didn’t want to put an end to their playtime. She would have to figure this girl out, maybe they could meet again without enmity or surrender. Eloise couldn’t roll over and show her belly every time. She held Kathy’s hair and gently pulled her head away from her breast so that they were eye to eye. “If you’ll look to your right, you’ll see a window.”
“A window?” Kathy looked. Indeed, a window was set in the curving wall. Through it she could see her own house. Her parents were arguing. She set Eloise down and moved to the glass. She couldn’t hear what they wear saying but it was heated. “My parents.”
“I can’t be sure, but I think they need you.” Eloise stepped up behind Kathy. She softly caressed the shapely ass in front of her. Their skin contrasted beautifully. “And I’m not sure what to do with you here, in my house.” The tone of her voice sharpened on the last three words.
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