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By Rawly Rawls

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All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.

Chapter 21

Christmas morning arrived, and the whole family gathered in the main living room to open presents. Julie noticed that the twins seemed to be getting along swimmingly. Close, even for them.

Despite all the disparate strings pulling at Julie, she managed to have a lively, fun, and almost normal Christmas with the family.

Toward the end of the evening, as Daniel sat on the sofa, with Penelope pressed into him on one side, and Brittney pressed into him on the other, Julie felt the first tingling of motherly intuition. Julie had wanted Daniel to find someone his own age, but ... he wouldn’t … she wouldn’t … would they? As she watched the twins laugh together, she realized that of course they would. Daniel and Brittney were both special and incredibly compelling in their own ways. Julie couldn’t say no to either one. Why would they say no to each other? It had just been a matter of time. And Julie had no idea what she was going to do about it. Well, the first thing she was going to do was go fetch herself a pantyliner. She was incredibly wet.

~~

Even with a full house, Brittney and Daniel found many moments alone during their winter break. On Wednesday, Brittney rode Daniel on an armchair in the library.

“Have you … ugh … ugh … been with Mom since she … got back?” Brittney looked down as that enormous dick bulged her belly over and over. Not for the first time, she thought maybe they should use a condom, but then forgot about it.

“Only a little.” Daniel lightly smacked her bouncing boob. “You?”

“I’ve been … avoiding her.” Brittney’s body buzzed. Another orgasm was on the way. “She’ll notice my … body … when I’m … naked.” Her narrow shoulders pushed forward, her face contorted in ecstasy, and her hips went from bouncing to grinding. “Soooooooo ggooooooooodddddd.” An orgasm seized her nervous system. When she came back down to Earth, Daniel was smiling up at her.

“Who’s better at sex, me or Mom?” Daniel put his hands on her butt and squeezed. She had so much less back there than their mom, but it was still so wonderfully round.

Brittney wiped sweat off her forehead and screwed her eyes at him like he was a moron. “That’s a stupid question. Can you answer it? Who’s better, me, or Mom, or Pen, or … Mrs. Samatar?”

“There’s also the school principal.” Daniel’s smile broadened. He smacked her ass and got her hips moving again.

“Shit, Daniel. Mrs. Haskins?” She looked down at her brother with adoration. He could have any woman and he wanted her. What a wonderful feeling. “Really? How did that happen?”

“Long story.” He winked at her. “I’ll tell you sometime.”

“Have you done anything with Mrs. Samatar since she moved in?” Brittney put her hands on his shoulders, bouncing her hips high up off Daniel and then back down.

“Jealous?”

“Yeah.” Brittney smiled down at her dumb twin. “But I’m jealous of you. Not her.”

“Oh … you mean you like her?” Daniel let his sister ride him while he thought things over. Her tight pussy moved him closer and closer to the edge. “You … want to … have sex with her?”

Brittney nodded. Talking about such perverted things while that massive cock stretched her out was going to make her cum again.

“In that case …” Daniel leaned up and sucked on her boob while he mustered the courage to make the ask. He released her nipple and looked up into her light-blue gaze. “Would you like to … um … do her together?”

“Yes, Danny.” Brittney nodded, her body twitching. “That would … aggghhhh … be so … crazy. But life is … crazy now. Are you … going to cum?”

“Yes.” Daniel gripped her ass tighter. “Inside?”

“Yessssssss, plllleeeeeaaasseeee.” Brittney came on her brother, and then thirty seconds later came again as his heat filled her. It was turning out to be the best winter break ever.

~~

“I’ve always known when you twins were hiding something.” Julie stood with her arms folded looking at the eighteen-year-old siblings as they sat on the living room sofa. The Christmas tree sparkled off to the side. “We need to have a talk.” Brittney wore one of Julie’s oversized sweaters, with a billowing dress underneath. Julie had noticed Brittney wearing lots of formless clothes recently. That didn’t help her suspicions. And Brittney hadn’t tried to spend any intimate time with Julie since Julie’s return. More suspicious still.

“What’s up, Mom?” Daniel tried to look innocent. He wanted to hold Brittney’s hand, but he kept his hands in his lap.

“If we’re in trouble, shouldn’t Dad be here?” Brittney brushed her brown hair out of her blue eyes and also went for an expression as pure as the driven snow.

“Your father is in the basement working on that valve again.” Julie frowned. Her poor George. The house was obviously toying with him. Maybe Daniel was right, maybe George was a big dummy. “If I’m right about what you two have been up to, I think it’s best your father was not here.”

“What are we up to?” Daniel shrugged.

“Give it up, Danny.” Brittney pressed her lips together. She didn’t know what her mom was going to do, but she knew there was no chance Brittney would give up what she was doing with her brother. “Mom knows. She totally knows.” Brittney reached with her left hand and grabbed Daniel’s right hand. She held it tightly and brought it into her lap. “It was my idea, Mom. I wanted to touch his … thing. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before.”

“Oh, dear.” Julie shook her head slowly.

“But I didn’t want you to freak out.” Brittney’s shoulders tensed. “We’re both technically adults.”

“You are brother and sister,” Julie said.

“And you’re my mom. That hasn’t stopped us.” Brittney stuck out her chin.

“Brittney …” Julie hissed. She looked at Daniel in a panic.

“He already knows.” Brittney squeezed Daniel’s hand tighter. She hoped she wasn’t hurting him. “Don’t look at me like that, Mom. I didn’t tell him.”

Julie’s stomach dropped. Everything seemed to be coming to a head. At least George was still in the dark. “Are … are …” As she thought of the twins doing unspeakable things to each other, her pussy drenched itself.

“You sound like a pirate, Mom.” Daniel’s smile was weak.

“Shut up, doofus.” Brittney hit Daniel on the shoulder. They were in a precarious spot. She didn’t want their mom freaking out.

“Are … are you … at least using the condoms I got you?” Julie looked shell-shocked.

“Yes,” Daniel said.

“No,” Brittney said at the same time. She looked over at her brother. “There’s no reason to lie at this point, Danny.”

“I guess not,” he agreed.

“Gosh. Why didn’t I …” Julie turned, walked over to the hearth, and sat by the dead fire. “I mean. You two can’t do that. You’ll get pregnant.” Julie looked over at her daughter.

“Okay. We’ll use condoms from now on.” Brittney looked over at her brother. He nodded.

“From now on?” Julie twisted her dress in her hands.

“Don’t be a hypocrite, Mom.” Brittney pointed to Julie’s growing belly.

“I didn’t mean to do it with your brother. I mean, I tried to keep it safe … but …” Julie felt so lost. “I don’t want you to make my mistakes, Brit.” She looked down to the oversized sweater Brittney wore. “You must have taken that deal. I mean, otherwise, he wouldn’t fit. I just … can’t believe we ended up here.” She looked up, beyond the sofa. Eloise Palmer stood in the far corner of the room, holding her pregnant belly. A wide, maternal smile spread on the phantom’s face. She nodded encouragingly at Julie.

“So, that really is my baby inside you, Mom?” Daniel ran his hand through his blond hair. “I guess I should have known.”

“I’m sorry, sweetie.” Julie sighed. “I’m a bad mother. And your father … he … he should have known. He should have put a stop to this.”

“That’s crazy. You’re the best mom in the world.” Daniel looked up to see Eloise walk around the sofa and stand next to them, smiling. “Oh, hello, Mrs. Palmer.”

“We don’t like rules, do we Andersons?” Eloise perched herself on the edge of the sofa, her bustled dress sticking out behind her. “Many a mother has given in to her true desires in this house. But rarely have we been blessed with one as perfect for the cause as you, Daniel. And now that you are joined by sweet Brittney …” Eloise nodded like she was appraising a mighty thoroughbred horse. “Maybe we needed twins all along. You two are a force together.”

“What cause? A force? She can’t get pregnant.” Julie looked over at the apparition. “What’s happening to my family?”

“Freedom, Julie.” Eloise turned her gaze to the dead hearth. “We have emancipated you from God’s petty, tyrannical rule.”

“I’m so confused.” Julie rose and rushed for the door. “I have to think things over.”

“Mom?” The twins said together.

“We’ll talk later.” Julie’s dress trailed after her as she disappeared from view.

“We were trying not to freak her out, Mrs. Palmer.” Brittney frowned up at the pregnant woman. “That wasn’t helpful.”

“Should we go after her?” Daniel stood up, pulling Brittney up with him.

“No, dearie.” Eloise shook her head with confidence. “She’ll be fine. She just needs to collect her thoughts.”

“Brit?” Daniel looked to his sister.

“Yeah, the ghost just told her that she’d parted ways with God. She’s gonna need a minute.” Brittney nodded at Eloise.

“Besides, you two are needed elsewhere,” Eloise said. “Such a handsome couple.” She smiled. “You’ll find Mrs. Samatar outside the locked room. Best to fetch her before she finds a way in. That would not be good for anyone.”

Daniel and Brittney looked at each other.

“Go on, now.” Eloise patted them both on their butts. “Run along. I’ll be watching.”

Still holding hands, the twins went to find Khadra.

~~

“What are you doing, Mrs. Samatar?” Daniel walked with Brittney up to the locked room.

“This door has a darkness the rest of the house does not possess.” Khadra looked up from the partial image of a salamander she drew in salt on the floor in front of the locked door. “I tried to get in there to root out the darkness, but I could not. At least I can seal the evil in.”

“What’s so special about this room?” Brittney crossed her arms over her chest. Her pulse beat in her ears. Would she and Daniel really go through with seducing this pretty woman? What twisted thoughts she had these days.

“Ask your brother, he knows.” Khadra pulled the long sleeves of her dress down farther over her wrists. She finished carefully pouring the salt into a crude picture of an amphibian.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Brittney looked at Daniel.

“We … um …” Daniel looked around the wide entryway for his parents, but they weren’t around. “We were inside one time. There was a scary dead bear, and I was tied down.”

“Jesus, Danny.” Brittney squeezed his hand. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t like to think about it much.” Daniel shivered. “Anyway, we need to talk to you, Mrs. Samatar.”

“What is it?” Khadra stood and straightened her hijab. She eyed the twins. Since she’d known them, they’d always seemed close, but now they seemed closer still. They reminded her of teammates on a soccer team, passing the ball back and forth down the field, making their way to the goal.

“Maybe we should talk in private.” Brittney smiled.

“Yeah, let’s talk in the library.” Daniel led the way, still holding his twin’s hand. He cast one look over his shoulder at the locked room. He closed and locked the library door after them.

“Is this about Frederick Palmer?” Khadra turned toward the eighteen-year-olds. “I think that locked room was where he did …”

“Don’t worry, it’s not about him. We have friends that keep him away.” Daniel set his jaw, hoping he was right.

“We have what now?” Brittney was maybe a little out of the loop, it seemed. But that was for another time. “Anyway, we wanted to tell you, Mrs. Samatar, that you look very pretty today. Didn’t we, Daniel?” Brittney’s pussy gushed. They were really about to do it.

“Beautiful.” Daniel nodded, his dick hardening in his pants. The twins stepped closer to Khadra.

“Um … thank you?” Khadra felt like she should be backing away. Was Daniel planning to take her again? Did she want him to? Certainly not in front of his sister. Confusion reigned. Khadra’s feet didn’t move. “What’s going on?”

“Kiss her, Daniel.” Brittney removed her hand from his grasp and gave him a gentle push on the back.

“Allah, help mmmmmppphhhh.” Khadra went rigid as the boy’s tongue entered her mouth. Her muscles loosened as he encircled her with his skinny arms. She let him kiss her, even with his perky sister looking on. It seemed like the weight of the world lifted from her shoulders. She hadn’t realized how much stress she’d been under since Maxamed left her. After a few minutes, Daniel broke the kiss and stepped back. “What?” Khadra blinked. Was that it? And then Daniel’s sister swooped in, took her in her arms, and planted several soft kisses on Khadra’s dark lips. “Wait … what … are you … doing?” Khadra said between kisses. Khadra’s mind was in complete disorder.

“So … pretty …” Brittney purred. She pushed her bust up against the older woman’s breasts. The women were about the same height, and maybe the same cup size. “May I?” Brittney lifted the hijab off Khadra’s head and flung it over the back of a chair. “Wow. You’re a knockout, Mrs. Samatar.” Brittney took in the woman’s beauty, with her wavy hair, and soft, feminine features. Brittney kissed her again more deeply, rolling Khadra’s tongue with her own.

“Um …” Daniel thought about saying something, but he didn’t want to interrupt the flow. Instead, he undressed, tossing his clothes around the room. He then stood, both hands stroking his dick as he watched Brittney make out with the demon hunter. When Khadra had first walked into their house, did any part of her know this was what awaited her? Probably not.

After a while, Brittney broke their long kiss. She reached down and pulled Khadra’s dress over her head. “Wow, you’re stacked.” She reached behind the woman and unclasped her bra. Large boobs fell out, with black nipples on brown skin. “Gorgeous.”

“I don’t know …” Khadra half-heartedly covered her boobs.

“No, I mean it.” Brittney gently pushed her arms away and stared at those hanging boobs. She looked back at Daniel to smile at him, and saw that he was jerking himself. “Oh, sorry, Danny. I sorta forgot about you for a sec. Want a turn?” They were passing her back and forth like a joint. The thought sent a shiver down Brittney’s spine.

“Yes.” Daniel had almost forgotten how pretty Khadra was. How lucky they were to have her living in the house. “Come on over, Mrs. Samatar.” But was it luck? Probably not.

Brittney led Khadra over to Daniel. With a light touch on the woman’s shoulders, Brittney got her to kneel. “Go on. Suck it.”

“It’s so big, purple, and … so many veins.” Khadra moved her head to take in the monstrosity from all angles. She leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and tasted his salty precum.

“You’re a good girl, Mrs. Samatar.” Brittney undressed as she watched the panty-clad woman take her brother into her mouth.

“Wow, Brit. This feels amazing.” Daniel reached out for his naked sister, and put his arm around her waist. He brought her in close to him and together, the twins looked down at the wife and mother slobbering on his dick.

“That’s so lovely. Isn’t it? Has she done this for you before?” Brittney squirmed a little as some of her wetness ran down the inside of her thigh.

“Yeah.” Daniel watched Khadra as she moved both hands up to his dick, pumping him. Her eyes were closed tightly, and she had a look of deep concentration on her face. “But it’s better with you here.”

“Thanks, Danny.” Brittney kissed him on the cheek. “So, how do we do this? The only other girl I’ve been with was Mom, and we certainly weren’t doing three-ways.”

“Mmmpppphhhhhh?” Khadra opened her eyes and looked up at them. Had she heard that right? A great fog had settled over her brain, she couldn’t process anything clearly. She kept bobbing her head on Daniel’s penis, his wide head stretching her mouth.

“I’ve got some ideas.” Daniel reached behind Brittney and smacked her ass. A nice slap resounded around the room.

Fifteen minutes later, Khadra found herself on all fours, her face buried in teenage vagina. “Ggggghhhhhhhhh.” Behind her, Daniel pounded away. His hands gripping her butt, fingers digging into her ample flesh.

“This … is … aaaahhhhh … better than I thought … it’d be.” Brittney held Khadra’s hair close to the scalp, keeping her lapping tongue on her pussy. Brittney stared down at the woman’s arched back and wobbling ass. The flare from Khadra’s waist out to her hips mesmerized Brittney. “You’re going to make me … ugggghhhhhh … cum again.”

“Mmmmmpppphhhhhh.” Khadra was going to orgasm again, too. These teenagers were incredible. She wanted to give them anything they asked for. Before Brittney had kissed her, Khadra had never considered other women that way. But now, she was lost in a sea of lust and bodily fluids.

“Hey Brit … while … she’s staying … with us …” Daniel panted. He was getting close to cumming in Khadra. “… do you think … uh … uh … uh … we should make Mrs. Samatar … our girlfriend? We could … do this … all the time.”

“Oh … God … yes.” Brittney loved her brother so much. They were always on the same page. “You … want to be … our … girlfriend … Mrs. Samatar?”

“Yyyyyyeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssssss.” Khadra couldn’t help but agree. As she felt the heat of the first spray inside her, her orgasm took over. “Ooooooopppppphhhhhhhhh.” But she never stopped licking Brittney, even as shivers racked her body.

The library filled with grunts and moans as the three of them came together.

Later, Brittney mounted her brother, watching Khadra’s jiggling boobs as the expert in the occult rode Daniel’s face. There was nothing the twins couldn’t do when they worked together. Daniel came three more times, and the women climaxed countless times. Brittney felt bad that they’d so quickly broken their promise to their mother about condoms, but the impulse to share everything with Daniel was too great.

On shaky legs, the trio left the library several hours after entering it. The twins went up to Daniel’s shower, and Khadra went up to shower in what had been Brittney’s bathroom. All of them drunk on sex.

~~

That night, Julie snuck out of bed and made the familiar midnight walk to her daughter’s room. Brittney was asleep when Julie sat at the edge of the bed. “Brit? Wake up, pumpkin.” She shook her daughter on the shoulder, feeling a bit guilty robbing her of sleep.

“Mom?” Brittney stretched and sat up in bed. “I had the craziest day. You want to cuddle?” Of course, they both knew that was code.

“Not right now, sweetie.” Julie leaned forward and swept Brittney’s brown hair out of her face. “I want to talk a little. I had to get my thoughts together, and I think I’ve wrapped my mind around it.”

“Around what?” Brittney yawned and leaned back on her pillow.

“This all seems like a genie we can’t put back in the bottle.” Julie pulled at her husband’s large t-shirt, aware that her nipples poked through the thin fabric. “I can’t ask you to stop … seeing Danny in that … special way. But you have to promise to be careful. Both with your own body, and with discretion. You can’t let anyone else find out.”

“Sorry, Mom.” Brittney looked down at the flower pattern on her blanket. “Daniel and I … did stuff today with Mrs. Samatar. She knows. And …” Brittney didn’t want to tell her mother the truth, but best to rip that Band-Aid off quickly. “We didn’t use condoms.”

“Oh, gosh.” Why did this give Julie delightful butterflies of anticipation in her stomach? “He did it inside? Again?”

“It’s okay, Mom.” Brittney sat up in bed. “It’s the best thing that ever happened to me. Danny and I are totally on the same page. We want this.”

“Gosh. There’s no controlling that boy. Oh, gosh.” Julie put her hand on her rounded belly.

“Mom?” Brittney unbuttoned her pajama top slowly. “I was sorta hiding from you for a few days. So, you haven’t seen my new boobs yet. Wanna see them?”

“Not now, Brit. I need to … I need to …” Julie’s thoughts trailed away as her daughter parted her pajama top and let her boobs out of confinement. Those puffy nipples were still the same, but her breasts now hung and proudly stuck out away from her chest.

“Don’t worry about Danny, Mom.” Brittney inched closer to her mom so that their knees touched. “This house has given us our best selves. No rules. Right?”

“But we need rules. You need rules.” Julie’s lips parted unconsciously as her daughter’s pretty face drew near.

“Shut up and kiss me, Mom.” Brittney’s crescent of a smile shone in the moonlight.

“Okay.” Julie said dumbly and placed her lips on her daughter’s. Her tongue darted out and instinct and practice took over. They kissed for a while, and then Julie worked her way down Brittney’s chest. As she sucked on those full breasts, her daughter’s hand found Julie’s pussy and worked it with two fingers.

Two hours passed before Julie left Brittney’s room to make the walk of shame back to her bed with George. There was nothing she could do to stop the twins from humping like rabbits. Heck, she couldn’t even control her own libido. She thought about the unused, extra-large condoms in the drawer by Daniel’s bed. If she couldn’t stop their sex, she would have to get him to use protection.

~~

Something wasn’t right. Khadra reached up to her head and instead of her hijab, she felt a hat. She took it off and looked at it in wonder. It was a small, frilly affair with feathers and fabric flowers. The high grass moaned around her in an urgent breeze. The wind tugged at her long dress and made the feathers bounce on the hat.

“Best put that back on. The sun is full of wrath today.” A deep, male voice crept up from behind her. “I’ve spent many a day hunting out on the prairie when the wind blows just like this. You can’t feel the heat of the sun, but the heat feels you. It’ll burn your skin right off.” The steady clomp of horse hooves accompanied the voice.

Khadra put the hat back on and turned toward the man. Her breath caught in her throat. Frederick Palmer sat astride a large horse, he reined it to a stop a few yards from her. His wide brimmed hat shadowed his bushy mustache and dark, dark eyes. A slight smile played on his lips. “Excuse me?” Khadra squeaked.

“You have a funny little god, don’t you?” Frederick’s smile disappeared. “He moved a mountain more than a thousand years ago and then, what, vanishes? Poof.” Frederick opened his hands and raised them upward, in a mock explosion.

“Your … your …” Khadra stammered. All she could think about was this man exchanging Eloise Palmer’s insides for the workings of a great clock. “Your god left before mine.”

“I’ll tell Him that when I see Him. He’ll be surprised.” Frederick put the palm of his hand on the butt of a shotgun slung to his saddle. “You’re helping the Fallen One, aren’t you?”

“No.” Khadra took a step back off the trail into the grass. Several hundred yards behind the horse, the mansion stood gleaming in the midday sun. It looked freshly painted. The detail on its façade immaculate.

“That is a lie.” Frederick shook his head slowly. “Your husband was a fool and an arsonist. He couldn’t separate the Creator from a wayward servant. But I give you a choice. Renounce your tiny, tiny god and that despicable angel. Help me, and I can rejoin you and your husband.”

“My husband?” Khadra took another step back. “What do you know of him?”

“A fool and an arsonist.” Frederick hung his words on each syllable. “Come with me and I’ll take you to him.” He took his left hand off the shotgun, leaned to the side, and offered her his hand.

“You lie.” Khadra turned and ran. The grass dragged at her long dress. She reached down and pulled the dress up away from her legs. Her hat blew off her head and sailed away in the wind.

“So, it’s a hunt then.” Frederick called after her. “Well and good. But you’ll want your hat, miss. Mind the sun.”

The sound of gunfire exploded behind Khadra. Terror seized her and her legs pumped even faster. She could hear laugher following the echo of that shotgun. Horse hooves beat the ground behind her. She knew she would never escape.

Khadra woke with a start. She sat up in bed, sucking in air. She felt like she was having a panic attack. She looked around the dark room. She was safe in the Andersons’ home. Her breathing slowed. She needed to go to someone. Someone safe. The thought of that vile man chasing her through her dream was too much.

Across the hall, Julie slept with George. Khadra got out of bed and pulled on one of her long dresses, so much less substantial than the dress in her dream. She went to her door, opened it, and snuck out into the hall. Maybe she had bottled Frederick up when she warded off the locked room. Maybe the demon reached out to her to lift his newfound confinement. She really hoped that was so. Khadra crept to Julie’s bedroom door and opened it. It squeaked a little, but all she heard was the deep breathing of sleep coming from Julie and George. She closed the door behind her and walked over to the bed.

There was no hijab on her head, but she supposed that was okay as long as George continued his sleep. She brushed her wavy, black hair behind her shoulders. Should she wake Julie? Khadra moved to Julie’s side of the bed, moonlight through the window guiding her way. She followed her instincts for comfort and protection, and instead of waking Julie, she lifted the covers and slipped into the bed next to her.

Despite discovering that Julie was topless, Khadra snuggled into her warmth. The terror that was Frederick Palmer felt farther away.

“I told you, no presents until morning.” Julie mumbled. “Santa won’t come if you’re not asleep.” Julie blinked and opened her eyes, suddenly fully awake. A smaller female form was pressed up against her. “Brittney? You know you’re not supposed to come in here. Your father will find out.”

“It’s me, Julie.” Khadra couldn’t help herself, she put her arm around the woman’s side and rested her ear on Julie’s upper chest. She could hear the steady thump of her heart. “I’m sorry. I had a nightmare. I needed … to feel safe.”

“Khadra?” Julie’s eyes went wide and she turned her head on the pillow to look down at the lump under the blanket. George snored next to them. “You can’t come into my room like this.” What was the woman thinking? Julie’s life seemed to get stranger and stranger.

“It was Frederick Palmer. I saw him in my dream,” Khadra whispered. “I know what he did to his wife. Such terrible things.”

“Oh.” Julie had some sympathy. She knew how Frederick might drive someone to seek shelter. She circled her arms around Khadra and held her close. “It’ll be okay. I’ve got you now. You’re safe.” She tucked her face into Khadra’s hair, smelling the floral scent of the woman’s shampoo. Julie thought about how special it was that the woman had uncovered her hair. The smooth fabric of Khadra’s dress, slid against Julie’s skin as Khadra wiggled into a more comfortable position.

“Thank you, Julie.” Still operating on instinct, Khadra moved her body lower in the bed. She nuzzled Julie’s large, warm breasts, breathing in the scent of her.

“What are you doing?” Julie’s hadn’t had so much as a lesbian thought before moving to that house, and now a second woman seemed to be showing interest.

“Just … getting … comfortable,” Khadra said between kisses on Julie’s soft flesh. Khadra had quite big boobs now, but Julie’s were that much bigger. And the way one lay on top of the other while Julie rested on her side was incredibly … stimulating. “I … just … need … to be close … to someone.” She kissed Julie’s boobs some more.

“Stop it,” Julie hissed. “George is sleeping right behind me.”

“I’m … sorry.” Khadra didn’t stop kissing Julie. She felt a void filling inside her. In that warm bed, she was protected. “Frederick was so … terrifying.” Khadra’s dark lips found Julie’s nipple. She was delighted when warm, sweet milk flowed onto her tongue. She gulped the elixir greedily.

“Ohhhhhhh.” Julie cupped her left hand behind Khadra’s head. “Maybe a little milk will make you feel better. But you have to go back to your own bed afterward.”

“Mmmmmmmmm.” Khadra sucked and swallowed.

“Did you … did you say something, Jules?” George rolled over, half awake.

“Nothing, George.” Julie tensed. She could hear the wet sounds of Khadra’s drinking in the quiet room. She prayed her husband wouldn’t notice.

“Okay.” George yawned. “I was dreaming about an island in the sea. I can still … hear …” And he drifted off back to sleep with a snore.

Khadra was vaguely aware that Julie’s husband had woken and fallen back asleep. She should have been alarmed, but all she could think about was more milk. The warmth of it spread in her belly.

“Shh.” Julie patted Khadra’s head and pulled the woman in a little tighter once she was sure George slept soundly again. The poor woman had been through so much, Julie wanted her to feel better. “Go ahead and drink,” Julie whispered.

Khadra suckled at Julie’s breasts for a long time. Eventually, she fell asleep with her lips around that supple nipple.

A while later, Julie roused her guest. “Wake up.” Julie shook her awake as the great clock struck three somewhere in the house. “You need to leave before George finds you here.” Julie kissed the dark-skinned woman on both cheeks and watched her slip back out of bed and disappear back to her own room.

Khadra got into her bed, her belly full, and her mind at ease. Frederick Palmer was the farthest thing from her thoughts as she drifted back to sleep. The whole world in that moment was the refuge she’d found in Julie’s breasts.

~~

“I have to tell you something, pumpkin.” Julie kneeled before Daniel in the bathroom, working his long cock with both hands. She still wore her short, green dress. She wanted to finish off her son quickly so she could go downstairs to make breakfast. “Khadra slipped into my bed last night.”

“Really?” Daniel stared wide-eyed at his mother. “What did you two do?”

“Nothing. Not really anything.” Julie looked up into his blue eyes as her hands continued to pump him. “I mean … she drank from my breasts a little. That’s all.”

“Cool, Mom.” Daniel put his hands on his hips. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because, Danny, it seems that every day makes things more and more convoluted. I hardly know which way is up anymore. It seems this house is spinning our relationships together like a great web.” She worked him harder. “I need you to behave like a responsible adult. Can you keep a clear head through all this?”

“Is this about Brittney?”

“I know what you and Brittney did with Khadra, sweetie.” She kept her eyes up on his handsome face. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I just want you to be careful. Do you really want babies all over the place?”

“No?”

“Good. Please don’t shoot your stuff in your sister, or anyone else, anymore.” Julie shivered at the thought of his salty mess sitting in his twin’s womb. “You have to be responsible.”

“Okay.” Daniel could see the sincerity on his mom’s face. He really would try.

“Thank you.” Julie smiled and looked down at the veiny monstrosity in her hands. “Now, where do you want to cum?”

“You said cum, Mom.” Daniel was getting close.

“I know you like when I talk like that.” She licked the head. “Do you want to cum in my pussy, pumpkin?”

“I want to spray you.”

“No, your father is still upstairs. He might see me.” Julie took him into her mouth and bobbed him with short strokes. Her brown hair bounced back and forth.

“Dad’s so dumb, he probably wouldn’t even notice if you walked up to him covered in cum.” Daniel grabbed her shoulders, pulled her off him, stood her up, and turned her facing away from him.

“He’s not … that dumb.” Julie grabbed the edge of the sink and lowered her hips a little to get her pussy down to her son’s level.

“He’s pretty stupid, Mom.” Daniel lifted her dress up over her butt and pulled her panties to the side. “His wife is going to be walking around with a pussy full of cum today, and he won’t even know.”

“Oh, gosh. Yes, I guess George is a bit of an idiot. Ooohhhhhhhhh.” Pleasure surged through Julie as Daniel entered her vagina. “I didn’t … uuuggghhhhh … know that when I married him.”

“I love … uh … uh … uh … hearing you say that, Mom.” Daniel plowed into her. “Do you really want to have … my baby?”

“Yesssssss.” Julie realized it was true. She needed to protect and mother her son’s child. “I … want to have your baby. I’m … so happy … you’ve given me a … uuuuggghhh … grandchild, sweetie.” Her orgasm approached and he’d only just stuck it in.

“I’m going to … ah … cum … Mom” Daniel unloaded inside his mother, listening to her orgasmic squeals as she took his seed. When he finished, he pulled out of her and looked down at his frothy dick. “Can you clean it off?”

“Yes … sweetie.” Julie’s knuckles were white as she held the sink. Her wedding ring dug into her finger where it was pressed between the porcelain and her flesh. She let go, spun, and fell to her knees again. “But I have to go make breakfast … soon.” She licked up and down the shaft, removing their combined cum with her tongue.

“Mom, are you going to let Mrs. Samatar back in your bed?” He watched her lovingly lap at his dick.

“Would you … mmmmm … like me to, sweetie?”

“Yeah.” Daniel nodded with enthusiasm.

“There … all clean.” Julie finished with the head and stood up. “If you want me to, I’ll give her more milk. But she can’t come to bed with your father right there.”

“Sounds fair.” Daniel smiled.

“And will you, young man, pay her another visit with Brittney?” Julie straightened out her panties and shook her hips to get her dress back in place.

“Do you … mind if we … um … visit with Mrs. Samatar again?” He pulled up his underwear and pants.

“Not as long as you’re responsible about it.” Julie looked down into his eyes. “Can you keep a cool head, Danny?”

“Totally.” Daniel wasn’t so sure, but he really would try.

“That’s my good boy.” Julie kissed him on the cheek, opened the door, and checked the hall. The coast was clear. “Breakfast in fifteen,” she said without looking back. She slipped out into the hall and was gone.

 

Chapter 22

The farm around her seemed to extend for miles and miles. Julie, in an antiquated, long flowing dress, walked toward the barn. She cradled her swollen belly in her hands. The clouds glowed pink on the horizon, but she didn’t know if that was east or west. Was the day in its infancy or at its end?

A rhythmic sound of water splashing caught Julie’s attention. She wandered through the barn door. Not water, but milk. A farmgirl sat on a stool, milking a cow with bloated udders. The girl was dirty, with a lean build, and blond hair. She turned when she heard Julie’s footsteps.

“Are you lost, ma’am?” The farmgirl’s smile was warm and friendly.

“I don’t know. I can’t find home.” Julie looked around the barn. There was another cow, two horses, and some ducks softly quacking in the corner.

“Oh, you’re talking about the Palmer House. It’s up the road a way.” The farmgirl’s eyes knitted with concern. “But you don’t want to make your home there. You wouldn’t believe what Mr. Palmer did to his wife.” She turned back to her milking, still talking casually, as if engaged in neighborhood gossip. “There was a grand old clock at the top of the stairway. In a fury, he tore the thing open, removed its workings, and went searching for his pregnant wife.”

“I don’t think I want to hear anymore.” Julie shivered in the cold. She still didn’t know if it was dawn or dusk. The milk splashed rhythmically in the bucket.

“When he found the lady of the house, he sliced her right open and pulled her workings right out of her. Just like that. He then stuffed what he had of the clock inside her.” The farmgirl continued to squeeze the udders, not looking back at Julie. “But that’s not the worst of it. The man then took her workings up to that hollowed out clock and placed them neatly inside. And … somehow, the clock started right back up ticking again. That enraged Mr. Palmer something fierce, but even as they took him away, the clock struck the hour like it always did.”

“God help me.” Julie backed away from the girl, watching her blond hair shake slightly with her movements.

“Don’t you see?” The farmgirl kept on with her work as she talked. “God doesn’t want to help you. Mr. Palmer is the hand of God. You need to seek help from those wronged by Him. Not those doing terrible things.” The milk splashed in the bucket. Splish, splash, splish, splash.

Julie woke with a start. The rhythmic sound of milk flowing had somehow followed her out of her dream. She blinked her eyes in the dark. She lay on her back in bed, and someone was on top of her. Julie knew who it was. “Khadra,” Julie whispered. “I told you, not with George here.”

“Mmmmmppphhhh.” Khadra didn’t respond, she kept gulping down milk from Julie’s left boob.

“Ooohhhhhhh, Khadra.” Julie couldn’t help herself. She cupped the woman’s wavy hair and held her head to her breast. George snored just a foot away. This was too much. George would find out about everything if she couldn’t put a lid on the naked woman writhing on top of her. Oh, no. Julie realized that Khadra had forgotten her modesty. Julie could feel their skin to skin contact. The woman was so warm. Khadra’s thigh nudged in between Julie’s legs and rubbed up against Julie’s panties. “Aaaaaahhhhhh.” Julie sucked her breath in. The thigh rubbed and rubbed against Julie’s pussy.

Khadra lifted her mouth off Julie’s nipple. “I have never felt more safe than at your breast. Let me make you feel good, too.” She rocked her hips against the larger woman. From the sounds Julie made, she knew it was working. The pleasure consumed the rest of the world so completely that Khadra didn’t even care that her rocking motion might wake Julie’s husband. She placed her mouth on Julie’s right nipple, and drank some more.

“Ugh … ugh … ooohhhhhh.” Julie loved the pressure of Khadra’s breasts on Julie’s round belly. “Khadra … Khadra … you’re going to make me …” Julie’s hips writhed with Khadra’s. “It’s … good …” Julie bit down on her blanket and trembled out her climax. “Mmmmmmmppppphhhh.” When Julie was done, Khadra still moved on top of her, gulping milk. “We … have to … stop,” Julie whispered.

“Jules?” George rolled over. “What …?” Sleep wouldn’t quite leave him as he tried to pull himself awake.

Julie panicked. She pushed Khadra off her, so that the poor woman fell right out of bed on the floor with an audible “oof.” In the same move, Julie reached over and pushed her husband out of the other side of the bed. He hit the floor with a thud.

“Ow.” George rubbed his head. “What happened?” He sat up and looked at his wife in bed in the starlight.

“You must have had a nightmare, George. You jumped out of bed.” Julie looked at him with honest concern.

“I did?” George got to his feet and climbed back into bed. “I was having a nightmare.”

“Are you hurt?” Julie rubbed his shoulder.

“No, I’m fine.” George put his head on the pillow. “I’m just tired. I have more work in the basement tomorrow. Need to get some rest.” And within twenty seconds he snored again.

“Khadra?” Julie looked over the edge of her side of the bed. The dark naked woman hugged the cold floor. At least Khadra had the sense to stay hidden. “We need to talk,” Julie whispered. She slipped out of bed, pulled the woman to her feet, and led her out of the bedroom by the hand. She quietly closed the door behind them.

“I’m sorry.” Khadra stood naked in the hall, shivering. She looked up into to Julie’s eyes, but everything was dark. “I don’t know what came over me. I … just … need you.”

“Look, I understand.” Julie, naked but for her soaked panties, put her hands on Khadra’s shoulders and leaned forward to bring herself down to Khadra’s level. She was aware that her breasts now dangled out in the open. “But my marriage is sacrosanct. We have to respect George. If you need me, come wake me up and I’ll join you in your room.”

“What?” An unexpected smile crept over Khadra’s face. “Really?”

“Really.” Julie nodded. “Have you had enough milk for the night?”

“Could I have more, please?” Khadra wasn’t sure if she was being greedy.

“Of course.” Julie took her hand and led her into the guest room. “All you have to do is ask.”

~~

The Andersons decided to fill their house for New Year’s Eve. They invited friends from church, school, and their old neighborhood. They didn’t expect to have such an expansive house again once they sold the mansion. So, New Year’s was as good a time as any for a big party.

“Should we be drinking champagne?” Madison stood with her back to a roaring fire in the home’s main living room, Brittney had an arm casually over Madison’s shoulder.

“It’s not expensive champagne. Just because we live in a mansion, doesn’t mean we’re rich.” Brittney had rosy cheeks, and a certain loss of inhibitions. It wasn’t her first sip of champagne that night.

“I just mean, I’m still three years away from twenty-one.” Madison looked at her plastic cup with its bubbling, golden liquid.

People milled around the room. Laughter and chatter filled the air.

“Come on, girl. You’ve got blue hair for heaven’s sake. Drink with me.” Brittney clanged her cup against Madison’s and took a sip.

“Mrs. Samatar.” Brittney smiled over at her girlfriend. “Come have a drink with me.”

“Happy New Year, Brittney.” Khadra walked over to the eighteen-year-old, gave her a hug, and kissed her cheek. “But no alcohol for me, thank you.”

“Are you …?” Brittney looked down at the woman’s long, formless dress. It was hard to tell if her belly was growing. But then again, she’d seen the woman naked plenty that week, and Khadra’s tummy seemed pretty flat.

“No, no. It’s prohibited by my religion.” Khadra continued to smile as she adjusted her hijab. She looked over at Brittney’s pretty friend. The girl was Brittney’s age, and seemed innocent enough. But Khadra couldn’t read people like she used to. She felt her face growing hot. It was such a short time ago that she’d never had a naughty thought, especially not about other women. Times had changed. “Is your mother around?”

“She’s over there.” Brittney pointed to the other side of the room, where Julie stood talking to Erin Haskins and her husband.

“Do you mind if I …?” Khadra felt so embarrassed asking for permission to leave a teenager. But there she was.

“Go ahead. Run along. We’ll catch up with you later.” Brittney smiled and waved to Khadra as the dark woman wove through the crowd.

“That was weird.” Madison frowned at the woman.

“Different cultures, I guess.” Brittney shrugged. Her smile widened as Daniel strode up to them, arm in arm with Penelope.

“Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?” Daniel casually took Brittney’s cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

“It does.” Penelope nodded, looking down at Daniel’s profile.

Brittney paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. “It does seem more prominent.”

“Um …” Madison couldn’t hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

“Five minutes to midnight,” someone in the crowd yelled.

“Hello, Madison.” Daniel looked over at Brittney’s friend, as she stood there awkwardly. “You don’t hear it?”

“Um … uh …” Madison wondered at the way Daniel’s sister-in-law looked at him. Penelope seemed to be just as infatuated with Daniel as Madison was. But that was impossible. “Um … well … hello.”

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you.” Daniel dropped Penelope’s arm, handed his drink back to his sister, and reached a hand out to Madison. “Got a minute?” With each tick-tock the clock grew louder.

“Sure.” Madison blushed profusely, and took Daniel’s hand.

“I’ll be right back.” Daniel winked at his smirking sister and his frowning sister-in-law. He led Madison through the crowded room, out into the hall, and down the basement stairs. Mercifully, the basement was empty. The clock tick-tocked its way toward midnight somewhere in the house.

“What’s up, Danny?” Madison tried to sound casual as they sat next to each other on the sofa. She smoothed out the fancy dress she wore for the party.

“I think you’re beautiful, Madison.” Daniel put a hand on her thigh.

“Really?” Madison’s blush deepened.

There was a pause. “Well, what do you think of me?” Daniel rubbed her thigh gently. Confidence was so easy once acquired. Before the mansion, Daniel would have died in such a position.

“I think you’re cute.” Madison reprimanded herself. That wasn’t the right thing to say. “I mean, I like you.” No, that was too forward. “I mean, I saw your dick and …” Oh shit, that was really too forward.

“Don’t worry, I get it.” Daniel leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her lips. He brushed some of her blue hair off her forehead. He kissed her again just as the clock chimed midnight. He pulled back and looked into her blue eyes. “Do you hear that?”

“The clock? Yeah, it’s midnight.” Madison nodded. She realized she’d been holding in her breath. She let it out. The room buzzed around her. She hadn’t had that much champagne.

“Here’s to more kisses in the new year.” Daniel leaned in and darted his tongue into her mouth.

“Yyymmmm pppplllllttthh.” Madison put her hands on his shoulders. What a delight that he was such a good kisser. And that he was kind enough to look past her awkwardness. As the clock’s resonant chimes echoed through the house, Madison thought this was the best way to ring in the new year. The crowd cheered midnight up in the living room. She didn’t even push Daniel’s hand away when it cupped her left boob. The moment was so magical that as the clock finished its twelfth chime, she felt the vibrations from it continue, making the house swim around her. It was almost like they were lost in time.

“Oh, sorry.” George walked down the stairs and tried not to look at the kissing teenagers as he wandered past them in the basement. “I have to fix something in the laundry room.”

Daniel broke his kiss, but kept his hand on Madison’s handful of boob. “Dad? It’s New Year’s Eve. What the heck?”

“Sorry.” George scuffled by. “As you were.” He went into the laundry room and closed the door.

“Why is your dad fixing something in there now?” Madison was a little weirded out by the older man.

“He’s been obsessed with a valve in there for a while.” Daniel shrugged. “Where were we?” He kissed Madison again. He felt her tense this time, but she quickly relaxed.

Eloise stood in the shadows watching the lovebirds. Clearly the powers of the house had changed. She waxed and Frederick waned. The Andersons were truly a delight.

Madison and Daniel made out for about a half hour and the house continued to swim and vibrate around them. Both eighteen-year-olds chalked it up to endorphins, forgetting about George in the next room. Eventually, they pulled themselves away from each other and went back to the party, holding hands.

~~

“Different cultures, I guess.” Brittney shrugged. Her smile widened as Daniel strode up to them, arm in arm with Penelope.

“Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?” Daniel casually took Brittney’s cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

“It does.” Penelope nodded, looking down at Daniel’s profile.

Brittney paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. “It does seem more prominent.”

“Um …” Madison couldn’t hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

“Five minutes to midnight,” someone in the crowd yelled.

“It’s almost midnight.” Daniel squeezed Penelope a little closer, he could feel her expanding belly on his side. “Is Brad around?” He scanned the room looking for his older brother.

“I think he was busy talking to one of his buddies.” Penelope nodded across the room.

“Good.” Daniel winked at his sister. “See you two in a little bit.” He smiled at Madison, who had the strangest look on her face. He led Penelope down the hall, past a few people laughing and talking by the stairs, and into the library. “I wanted to ring in the new year with you. I hope you don’t mind if you’re not kissing your husband at the stroke of twelve.”

“I don’t mind.” Penelope pulled up her dress, exposing some lacy panties she’d put on for Daniel earlier, hoping for that exact moment between them. “But I don’t want just a kiss.” She turned around, spread her legs, and stuck her butt back at her brother-in-law.

“You’re such a romantic, Pen.” Daniel was already painfully hard. He dropped his pants and boxers and stepped up behind her. “Such a nice ass.” He slapped at her alabaster ass-cheek.

“Ow. Thank you, Danny.” Penelope shivered. She felt him push her panties to the side and slide in. She was so wet for him. “Next year … ugh … I’m having your baby.”

“We should … ah … ah … start talking about names.” Daniel grabbed her hips and got into a good rhythm.

“Ooohhhhh. You want … to name … the baby?” Penelope marveled at how loud the clock was.

“It is … mine …” Daniel could hear the clock strike midnight. The muffled sound of the crowd cheering filtered in from the living room. The house swam around him as he pumped her harder. He leaned forward, grabbed her blond hair, and twisted her head sideways so he could give her the traditional midnight kiss.

“It is … yes.” And suddenly she was kissing Daniel over her shoulder, as the clock turned one year into the next. Last New Year’s, she’d mostly pitied Daniel. Now she pitied her husband. Brad was just a few rooms away, but he was a universe away in her mind. The world around her blurred as pleasure took hold of her body.

When the clock finished chiming, Daniel broke the kiss. He still felt the vibrations moving through the room. “You’re mine, Pen. But I’ll loan you to my brother.”

“Yes.” Penelope shuddered, her orgasm almost upon her. “The baby’s yours. I’m yours. Forever, Danny.”

Daniel still held her hair, but gave her a little slack as she came on his dick. He hoped she wasn’t being too loud. He didn’t want to alert any of the guests to their activities.

Behind the mating couple, Eloise looked on, rubbing her round belly. This would be the year. A warm bright smile spread across her pretty lips. The clock was almost worth it. Almost. She watched them copulate for a while longer and vanished right after Daniel emptied himself deep inside Penelope.

~~

“Different cultures, I guess.” Brittney shrugged. Her smile widened as Daniel strode up to them, arm in arm with Penelope.

“Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?” Daniel casually took Brittney’s cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

“It does.” Penelope nodded, looking down at Daniel’s profile.

Brittney paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. “It does seem more prominent.”

“Um …” Madison couldn’t hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

“Five minutes to midnight,” someone in the crowd yelled.

“It’s almost midnight.” Brittney looked over at her brother and winked. “Keep the drink, Danny.” She took Madison’s hand and led her out of the room. “I want to show you something.” Brittney led Madison upstairs, giving her friend’s butt a little smack as Madison climbed ahead of Brittney.

“Jeez, Brittney.” Madison looked back at her friend and smiled. “Hands off the merchandise.”

“You saving yourself for my brother?” Brittney gave her butt another light smack as they crested the stairs. She pulled Madison playfully over to a sofa hiding in the shadows of the open living room. The sofa was positioned to look out a grand window, taking in the snowy fields around the house. A perfect spot.

“Don’t tease.” Madison sat down next to Brittney and put her head on her friend’s shoulder. “Obviously. You know I like him.” Madison had the strangest sense that something very good had already happened with Daniel, but couldn’t quite remember what it was.

“And what about me?” Brittney looked out over the moonlit snow. She put an arm around Madison’s narrow shoulders. The clock tick-tocked louder. It sounded like it was right behind them, but of course that wasn’t so.

“You’re my friend.” Madison’s shoulders tensed a little under Brittney’s arm. “I … um … I’m not into girls.” The clock ponderously struck midnight with deep, musical notes. Madison could hear the crowd cheering down in the living room. The house shook a little and moved … unnaturally. Was it actually moving?

“Kiss me, I might surprise you.” Brittney put her finger on Madison’s delicate chin and turned her pretty face toward Brittney’s waiting lips. As one year changed into a new one, she slipped her tongue into Madison’s mouth. For a horrifying second, Brittney thought Madison really wasn’t into girls, and she’d made a huge mistake. But the girl in her arms softened, her tongue became playful, and she kissed Brittney back.

“Mmmppphhhh.” Madison gave into the make-out session. She really had thought she wasn’t into girls, but Brittney quickly changed her mind. She even let Brittney’s hand snake its way up and cup Madison’s left boob. It felt so good.

Brittney broke the make-out session and kissed her way over to Madison’s ear. She nibbled on it and looked out at the snow. She could see a redheaded woman looking up at her from the cold outside. The woman was clearly pregnant and wearing a long, Victorian dress. Brittney waved down to Eloise as Madison squirmed and squealed at Brittney’s tongue in her ear. Eloise waved back to Brittney.

The teenagers made out for a while on the dark second floor, and then reluctantly, they made their way back down to the party.

~~

“Different cultures, I guess.” Brittney shrugged. Her smile widened as Daniel strode up to them, arm in arm with Penelope.

“Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?” Daniel casually took Brittney’s cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

“It does.” Penelope nodded, looking down at Daniel’s profile.

Brittney paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. “It does seem more prominent.”

“Um …” Madison couldn’t hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

“Five minutes to midnight,” someone in the crowd yelled.

“Brittney, could I borrow you for a minute?” Daniel let go of Penelope’s arm and handed her Brittney’s champagne.

“Sure, what’s up?” Brittney took her brother’s hand.

“We’ll be back in a little bit.” Daniel winked at Penelope, who frowned at him. Madison had the strangest look on her face, like she was trying to remember something. They stood awkwardly together as Daniel led Brittney across the room. “I’ve got the perfect way to ring in the new year.”

“Okay.” Brittney gave her brother some leeway. He’d proven himself worthy of trust lately.

Daniel whispered in Brittney’s ear, and she nodded.

The twins stepped up to a circle of lively conversation. Julie smiled over at the twins. Khadra was there, too. As was Erin, her husband, and her son. Ted didn’t want to make eye contact with his ex-girlfriend, so he looked at his shoes. George stood next to his wife to complete the circle.

“Mrs. Samatar … Mrs. Haskins …?” Brittney smiled over at the women. “Could we borrow you for just a minute?”

“Dear?” Erin looked at her husband. She thought the request strange, but she wanted to be a polite guest.

“As long as you’re back for a midnight kiss.” Her husband smiled at Erin and patted her hand.

“Of course.” Erin kissed her husband on the cheek and walked off with Khadra and the twins.

The four of them left the living room, turned down the hall, and descended into the basement. Brittney and Daniel sat on the couch and patted the cushions.

“What’s going on?” Erin looked around the room uncertainly, and then sat on Daniel’s end of the sofa. Butterflies flapped in her stomach. But nothing was going to happen. Daniel wouldn’t do anything with his sweet sister and a houseguest right there.

Khadra sat next to Brittney. The tick-tock of the hidden clock seemed louder in there. Khadra lifted the hijab off her head and dropped it to the floor. It was odd showing her hair to Erin, but Khadra suspected that would be the least of what would happen in the basement that night.

“We thought there would be nothing better than to ring in the new year with our girlfriends.” Brittney admired Khadra’s beautiful black hair. She brushed her fingertips along the other woman’s soft, dark cheek.

“What did she just say?” Erin’s blood pressure rose. After what had happened with Daniel in the cabin, she supposed nothing should surprise her, but Brittney’s words certainly did.

“Shh. It’s almost time.” Daniel turned toward Erin and pressed his back up against his twin’s back. What a team. The clock struck midnight and Daniel kissed Erin on the lips.

Out of habit, Erin returned the teenager’s kiss, even as she could hear the crowd cheering the new year upstairs. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she thought of her husband with no one to kiss upstairs. But she didn’t stop. The house around her seemed to breathe in and out along with her. For a minute she forgot about the other woman and teenager on the couch, but then heard them kissing, too. What was happening?

The clock stopped chiming, and Brittney reached her hands up to Khadra’s heavy boobs. The dark woman moaned in response. The room swam around them.

“Oh, sorry.” George walked into the basement and tried not to look at the kissing teenagers as he wandered past them in the basement. “I have to fix something in the laundry room.” They were just some kids having fun after all, he envied them.

The four people on the couch stopped kissing and watched George move through the dimly lit room with wide eyes. All of them were convinced they’d been caught, but he never looked their way.

“Sorry.” George scuffled by. “As you were.” He went into the laundry room and closed the door.

“Shit.” Brittney looked over her shoulder at her brother and giggled. Her laughter caught on and pretty soon all four of them laughed at the silly middle-aged man that had just walked by the scandal of a lifetime. Still giggling, Brittney went back to kissing Khadra.

“You look so pretty tonight.” Daniel felt up Erin’s heavy, hanging boobs.

“Thank you, Daniel, but we should stop.” Erin looked around him as the two women made out on the other end of the couch. “My husband will be looking for me. And this feels more than a little odd.”

“You said the same thing in the cabin. Remember?” Daniel kissed the wife and mother again and she melted in his hands.

A little while later, the four of them were naked. They had all forgotten that George was in the next room, even though there was an occasional bang or clank as he worked on the plumbing.

Erin groaned as she rode Daniel’s big cock, her right knee pushing against Khadra’s left knee.

Khadra rubbed her vagina on Brittney’s left thigh, her hips rocking to the beat of some deeply recessed animalistic call.

“They should … ugh … kiss.” Daniel looked over at his twin with a dreamy smile.

“Yeah.” Brittney returned the smile. “Why don’t you … kiss each other?” When the women riding the twins didn’t do anything, she smacked Khadra’s wobbling butt. “Come on … Mrs. Haskins and Mrs. Samatar … do it.”

Eloise stood by the door to the laundry room, making sure George wouldn’t interrupt the devolving situation in the basement. She smiled and rubbed her belly. The twins were made for this. The dam created by a millennia of patriarchal rules had burst. And lust flooded out.

“Really?” Khadra looked over at the attractive, sweaty woman as she bounced on Daniel’s lap. Erin’s great, pale breasts flopped with every leap her vagina took on that bloated penis. Khadra leaned toward Erin, her hips still grinding her vagina into Brittney’s trim thigh.

“Oh, gosh. I never thought …” Erin let the beautiful, dark woman kiss her. It was such a soft, understanding touch of lips and tongue. They kissed some more and Erin, now grinding the penis deep inside her, let her tongue explore Khadra’s mouth. Making out with a woman was wholly unlike kissing Daniel. Erin felt urgency and aggression from her skinny boyfriend. But with Khandra, it was patience and relish. “Mmmppphhh.” Erin was going to have an orgasm. A big one. While doing the most depraved things.

“Gggggpppphhhhh.” Khadra had now kissed three women in that house. And one of them was somehow her girlfriend. She gave herself over to insanity, ready to climax.

“Who … ugh … would have thought … Brit?” Daniel looked over at his sister past four dangling boobs. He took her hand in his and squeezed.

“We’re … unstoppable, Danny.” Brittney squeezed back. She almost laughed at all the boob jiggling between her and Daniel, but she was too close to her own orgasm.

“I’m … about to … cum.” Daniel pushed his hips up into the grinding woman.

“Cum … Danny … cum …” Brittney’s head jerked as an electric orgasm hit her.

The four of them climaxed together on the basement couch as Eloise looked on.

After a few minutes, they slowly dressed and made their way back to the party. Erin hoped her husband was drunk enough not to notice how sweaty and disheveled she was. She’d have to make it up to him later for not being there to kiss him at midnight.

~~

“Different cultures, I guess.” Brittney shrugged. Her smile widened as Daniel strode up to them, arm in arm with Penelope.

“Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?” Daniel casually took Brittney’s cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

“It does.” Penelope nodded, looking down at Daniel’s profile.

Brittney paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. “It does seem more prominent.”

“Um …” Madison couldn’t hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

“Five minutes to midnight,” someone in the crowd yelled.

“Already?” Daniel let go of Penelope’s arm and handed his sister’s drink back to Brittney. “I’ve got to go talk to Mom before midnight. I’ll be back.” He winked at Brittney, who winked back. Madison and Penelope frowned at him as he walked off through the crowd.

“Mom?” Daniel found Julie having a lively discussion with a bunch of people, including Erin, her husband, and Erin’s son, Ted, who had tried to rat out Daniel to Brittney. Ted looked down at his shoes.

“What is it, pumpkin?” Julie gave Daniel a quizzical look.

“Can we talk?” Daniel offered her a small smile.

“Yes, of course.” Julie took Daniel’s hand and led him out of the room. Daniel seemed like he needed her urgently, so she led him down the hall, past the library and into the den. She flipped on the light and closed the door behind them. “What is it, Danny?”

“It’s almost midnight, Mom.” Daniel stepped closer to her and put his arms around her shapely body. Her growing belly pressed into him. He let his hands drop to her perfect ass. “And there’s no one I’d rather kiss to ring in the new year.”

“You’re so sweet, pumpkin.” Julie put her arms around his shoulders and rested her head against his. The floral smell of his shampoo filled her nose. “But maybe I should still kiss your father at midnight. It’s tradition.” She didn’t move. The tick-tock of that great clock echoed through the house.

“Dad’s dumb. Stay with me.” He squeezed her butt, taking big handfuls of each cheek through her dress.

“Yes, your father is a bit dumb. I don’t know why I didn’t see it before.” Julie sighed. “But still, maybe I should go back –” She was interrupted by the chiming of the clock. The spartan den shook, and vibrated with each sonorous peal, almost like it wasn’t really there at all.

“Too late, Mom.” Daniel turned his face to hers and found her lips with his. Mother and son stood pressed together, as the house swooned around them. In the distance, they could hear the crowd cheering in the living room.

Midnight passed, and they still stood with their lips locked. Neither noticed the Victorian woman sitting in an armchair on the other side of the room.

“Go on,” Eloise whispered.

Julie broke the kiss. “We have to get back to the party.” She put her finger on Daniel’s handsome chin. “Don’t look so dejected. What kind of mother would I be if I left you high and dry? Do you think you can finish quickly?”

“Yeah.” Daniel nodded eagerly.

“Good boy.” Julie turned, lifted her dress, and put her hands against the wall. “Do you want my pussy or my butt, sweetie?”

“Those are some fancy panties. Are they for Dad?” Daniel dropped his pants and underwear and stepped up behind her. He admired the expanse of her ass clad in some lacy red panties.

“I wore them for you, Danny. I thought something like this might happen. Do you like them?” Julie noticed Eloise sitting and watching them. She didn’t say anything about it to Daniel. It seemed almost natural to have that redheaded phantom in the room at a special moment like New Year’s.

“I love them.” Daniel pulled her panties down to Julie’s knees. “How about I take your pussy and then your butt?” Daniel rubbed the purplish head of his dick against her pussy lips.

“Whatever you want. But we have to be quick, okay. People will … aaaaahhhhhhhhhh.” Julie convulsed. Her son had only just slid his penis into her and she was already climaxing.

“This is the year you’re gonna have my baby, Mom.” Daniel dug his fingers into her hips and got into a good rhythm.

“Yeeeessssssss.” Julie came out of her orgasm, pleasure tingling all over her body.

“And Dad thinks it’s his.” Daniel looked over at her wedding ring pressed up against the wall. Whatever those diamonds had symbolized when George had first put them on her finger had crumbled almost completely. “But it’s not his baby.”

“No … not his … uh … uh … you’re going to be … a father …” Julie arched her back for him. “You’re only eighteen … but you’re … growing our family … Danny.” The rhythmic slap of her wide butt against his narrow hips filled the room.

“This is the year of … ah … ah … ah … babies.” Daniel was really getting into it. He noticed Eloise for the first time sitting in the armchair. The redheaded matron smiled encouragement at him. He smiled back. “I don’t want to … use those condoms, Mom. Not with … anyone.”

“Oh, gosh.” Julie had a hard time denying that she wanted him to spread his seed.

“I’m going to knock up everyone.”

“Not … everyone.” Julie trembled, another climax on the way. “Not … your sister.”

“Brittney wants it, Mom. Don’t … ugh … you want our family … to grow more?”

“Oh … yeeessssssssss.” The orgasm seized Julie. Her mind spiraled away from her. When she came back down from the clouds, her son’s monstrous cock was in her ass.

“I’m going to … breed … Brittney … too.” Daniel’s hips fell out of rhythm. His mom had asked him to be quick, and all the talk about babies had really pushed him toward the edge. “Tell me you want me to put a baby in her. This is the year of babies, Mom.”

“Yes … ugh … ugh …” Julie grunted like a hog. Her son was so deep in her guts. “The year of … ugh … babies. Put … a baby … ooohhhhh … in your sister.”

“Cummmminnnngggg.” Daniel let out a series of soft grunts and unloaded in his mom’s ass.

Eloise clapped her hands in excitement and faded away.

It took several minutes before Daniel could bring himself to pull out. “Wow. That was perfect.”

“Yes …” Julie still panted. “It was.” She automatically turned, got to her knees, and cleaned him off with her tongue. It didn’t bother her in the least that that huge thing had just been in her ass. How strange.

“Did you mean it?” Daniel reached down and gently caressed her pretty face as she finished up his cleaning. “Can Brittney and I …?”

“Oh, Danny.” Julie gave his penis one last kiss and pulled up his underwear and pants, tucking his thing away under his waistband. “I just can’t say no to you.” She stood up and straightened out her panties and dropped her dress down over her legs. “I’ll think about it, okay?”

“Thanks, Mom.” Daniel leaned forward and kissed her cheek. He knew when she said that it was as good as yes. “You’re the best mom ever.”

“And don’t forget it.” Julie slapped his scrawny butt and moved him toward the door. “Now let’s get back to our party.” Julie shivered as she thought about being a good hostess with a gallon of her son’s cum up her ass. They walked out into the hall and rejoined the party.

 

Chapter 23

Something wasn’t quite right. Madison woke up on New Year’s Day with the distinct memory of celebrating the new year in several different ways. Was that what happened when you got drunk? But she’d only had a little champagne. She remembered the thrill of kissing Daniel as the clock struck midnight. How amazing, he really was into her. But then, somehow, she had also spent midnight making out with her friend, Brittney. And then she’d also had several boring celebrations in the living room. Each moment was as real in her memory as the next one.

Several other people woke that day to the same confusion. Penelope rolled away from her still snoring husband. She was giddy, because Daniel had chosen her to spend midnight with on New Year’s. But then she remembered he’d gone off with other women and she’d been left at that boring party several times. How had both happened?

Daniel had heard that mysterious clock signal midnight while he spent time with several women. He was grateful for all of it, but especially that he got to share that special moment with both his sister and his mom. They were, after all, the two most important people in his life. He knew the house had bent space and time for him. That’s what he got for being friends with Day Star, he supposed. Were they friends? Partners? He took a deep breath and got out of bed. Daniel threw on jeans and a t-shirt and headed downstairs.

There were still discarded cups and party hats on the stairs. But it didn’t look too bad. He sighed, and turned toward the kitchen to grab a trash bag. Being the first Anderson up meant he’d bag some garbage so the others would wake to a cleaner house. Daniel paused. Something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He slowly turned to the right and his mouth fell open. Someone had stepped on Khadra’s salt salamander drawing last night, and it was nearly unrecognizable on the floor. Above it, the door to the locked room stood wide open.

“Shit.” Daniel walked at a snail’s pace toward the room. A quiet settled over the house. Not even the great clock so much as ticked. The steady metronome of his pulse beat in his ears.

Upstairs, Penelope stopped daydreaming, sat up in bed with a start, and jumped onto the cold floor. She threw on a sweatshirt and raced out of the spare room, leaving her sleeping husband behind. Something was wrong and the house needed her.

“Hello?” Daniel couldn’t see into the room from his angle, but a trapezoid of orange, flickering light fell across the hall. “Is someone there?” His bare feet padded closer and closer. He walked up to the open doorway and looked in. The great bear stood in its corner, still in a fearsome pose. The last man Daniel expected to see sat in the armchair near the back wall wagging a finger at Daniel. “Mr. Samatar?”

Maxamed said nothing and didn’t move but for the finger that continued to admonish Daniel. He wore one of his dark suits, with a red tie. A small rivulet of crimson ran over his dark forehead, snaked around his right eye, and dripped off his cheek.

“Um … Are you okay?” Daniel looked around the room. Everything else was as he remembered it. The sideboard, the bottles, the sofa, the oil lamp, were all in place. When Daniel looked back at the bear. It had moved a foot closer to the door. Now, its glass eyes were trained on Daniel. “We need to go, Mr. Samatar.” Daniel held out his hand and blinked. During the fraction of a second his eyes were closed, the bear moved another couple feet. A frozen snarl had spread on its face, further exposing its yellowed canines.

A deep frown etched itself on Maxamed’s face. He kept wagging his finger.

“Danny?” Penelope’s voice carried down the stairs.

“I’m here.” Daniel looked toward the stairs and then back into the room. The bear had moved closer, standing still as a statue in the middle of the room, partly obscuring Daniel’s view of Maxamed. The dead animal looked very angry. “Shit.” Daniel widened his eyes, trying his best not to blink. “Come on, Mr. Samatar. It’s now or never. Let’s get you out of there.”

Maxamed gave no indication of having heard Daniel. He sat reclined in the armchair, his finger waving back and forth.

“Daniel, no.” Penelope’s feet hit the bottom of the stairs. Goosebumps broke out on her bare legs. She sprinted over to the room, pulled Daniel by the shirt away from the doorway, and slammed the door shut. The last thing she saw of the room was the giant, brown bear mere inches away, its claws outstretched. The crack of the slamming door echoed around the hall and the entryway. Penelope put her hands on her knees and sucked in air. “That’s a bad … room, Danny.” She looked over at her eighteen-year-old brother-in-law.

“Yeah …” Daniel gathered himself. “Wait, Mr. Samatar is still in there. We have to get him out.”

“There’s no one alive … in there.” Penelope caught her breath.

“How do you know?” Daniel reached for the knob on the door. He tried to turn it, but it was locked.

“I have some connection … to that room.” Penelope straightened up.

Daniel wanted to ask her questions about it, but that would have to wait. A troubling thought occurred to him. “Mrs. Samatar said she’d trapped Mr. Palmer in there. So, he’s out. What’s he doing now?”

“Upstairs,” Penelope said.

“Upstairs,” Daniel said at the same time.

Together they turned and raced up the stairs. They didn’t know who Frederick would target, but Khadra, Brad, Brittney, Julie, and George were all asleep and vulnerable.

~~

“This is where I welcomed those destined for the sacrifice.” Frederick Palmer sat in an armchair and waved his hand to encompass the small room. A massive stuffed bear stood to his right. A sideboard rested to his left. “I would pour them a drink from there. And they wouldn’t wake up until the ceremony.”

“Sacrifice?” George sat on a comfortable sofa, a tumbler in his hand. Ice clinked in the glass as he held it up to regard the amber liquid. “What did you do to those people?”

“I shed blood, Mr. Anderson.” Frederick smiled. A thin white line formed under his black mustache. He pushed back his hair from his forehead and tugged at his perfectly tailored suit. “It gave me clarity of purpose. But that was so long ago, and the world has darkened since. To change the course of things, He needs more offerings. But they are so few and far between now.”

“You are an abomination before God.” George couldn’t get the tremor out of his voice.

“You misunderstand me. I did this for God.” Frederick eyed George’s tumbler. “And when the days of her purifying are completed, whether for a son or for a daughter, she shall bring to the priest at the entrance of the tent of meeting a lamb a year old for a burnt offering, and a pigeon or a turtledove for a sin offering.” He paused to see the effect on the other man. “But the sins of our species compiled, and God asked for greater and greater pledges. He needs our blood to wash away our sins. I did as he asked, ever the humble servant.”

“You did this for God?” George dropped his drink to the richly colored carpet on the floor. It spilled, ice fanning out from the impact.

“Are you not His servant, too?” Frederick leaned closer to George. “Do you not want to atone for our sins?”

“This is a nightmare.” George slid to the other side of the sofa. “This isn’t my house. This is a perversion.”

“Let’s talk about perversion, Mr. Anderson.” Frederick’s smile widened.

~~

Women fell before Daniel. Julie watched them fall in her dream. For some reason she reveled in it. She saw wives give up on decades of fidelity for a chance with her son. Just like Julie had herself. She delighted in each conquest. In her dream, Julie could see Daniel’s seed spread about their city like an infection. No, that wasn’t right. He moved throughout the city like a cure stamping out disease. He would root out the sickness of a false hegemony.

But something reached out to him. Something sought Daniel from the dark. It desperately wanted to cut his wick before he could burn brightly. Something so very black. And it was in the room with Julie. She opened her eyes, sat up, and screamed.

Crouched on the other side of the bed was a large man Julie recognized. He leaned his head right next to George’s ear, whispering something Julie couldn’t hear. Frederick’s black eyes darted up to her when she woke, but his lips continued working.

“Leave … please …” Julie croaked.

“I will not leave my house.” Frederick smiled cheerfully, and straightened to his full height.

Daniel and Penelope burst in the door behind Frederick.

Despite Julie’s scream, George continued to snore.

“My own room cannot hold me. That was a foolish endeavor. There once was a prison of thorn and vine.” Frederick stuck an arm behind him and knocked the onrushing Daniel to the side. Daniel hit the floor and slid until the wall stopped him near the bathroom door. Penelope rushed the phantom and met the same fate, sliding on the floor until she came to a stop next to Daniel. They groaned in a pile at the other end of the room.

“Danny!” Julie screamed.

“She kept me there for decades.” Frederick’s voice carried an unnatural calm and measure. “Thorn and vine, thorn and vine. But her order depended too much on entropy. When she couldn’t ensnare the pathetic and corruptible, her power ebbed. And He gave me what I needed. Thorn and vine. Thorn and vine.”

Julie looked down at her sleeping husband. “What did you do to him?”

“Nothing I haven’t done before.” He took a menacing step toward Daniel and Penelope where they lay on the floor. “But it wasn’t me that donned the poor man’s horns. You made a mockery of him.”

“I … I …” Julie hugged her bare breasts and shrunk into her mattress.

“Begone demon.” Khadra, dressed only in her panties, stepped into the room holding a box of salt and a fiery demeanor. She poured a half circle of salt on the floor around Frederick, but faltered when he fixed her with his dark stare. How could she get behind the creature without stepping too close to him?

“Look at what a harlot you’ve become.” Frederick spat the words. “Your head uncovered. Your dark globes exposed to man. Men who are not your husband …”

As he talked, Eloise improbably crawled from under the bed behind him. She stood and made eye contact with Khadra. The pregnant woman in Victorian dress nodded to the box of salt. Frederick did not see his wife behind him.

“My offer is not forfeit,” Frederick continued. “I can reunite you with your husband.”

“Don’t.” Daniel looked up at her. “Mr. Samatar is dead, I think. I saw him. I think Mr. Palmer killed him.”

Fury spread on Khadra’s face, contorting her pretty features into something almost unrecognizable. She looked back and forth between Daniel and Frederick. Khadra then dropped the box of salt in front of her and kicked it right through Frederick’s spread legs. Eloise stopped the box with her foot, picked it up and finished the circle around her husband.

“You took my husband?” Khadra stepped toward Frederick as he stood frozen.

Frederick did nothing more than wink at her.

“Goodbye, dearie.” Eloise waved her hand through Frederick’s chest. The apparition fragmented and evaporated.

“Is he gone?” Daniel moved Penelope off him and sat up with his back against the wall. He rubbed the back of his head.

“For now.” Eloise stepped over to the naked Khadra and took her into an embrace. “Thank you. I did not know he had come by a sacrifice. He’s stronger than I thought. I am aggrieved at the loss of your husband.”

“Is he …?” Tears rolled down Khadra’s cheeks. She let herself be drawn into the cold, demonic embrace. Had she really made allies with one of their kind? “Is he really gone?”

“It seems so.” Eloise patted her back. “Frederick hid it from me. I couldn’t see.” She led Khadra to the bed and sat her on the edge. Eloise looked down at George as he continued to snore.

“Is my husband okay?” Julie looked on at the strange scene. A tightness pulled at her chest.

“That was a fine trick orchestrated by our friend here.” Eloise rested her pale hand on Khadra’s dark shoulder. The binary stones on her wedding ring shone in the first rays of sunlight peeking through the window. “Mrs. Samatar and I pushed Frederick and his influence some distance from us. But watch your George closely. If he seems to wander astray, it may be wise to move him from the house for a while.”

“What did he mean by thorn and vine?” Daniel stood up and helped Penelope to her feet.

“My partner and I once tricked my husband after his death into a prison of his own making just outside the house.” Eloise pressed her lips together. “But we didn’t have the strength to keep him there.”

“But you’re getting stronger?” Daniel walked over to the bed, sat next to Khadra, and put his arm around the crying woman, trying to comfort her.

“I am.” Eloise nodded. “But if we were to try and lock him away again, for good, we would need more strength still.”

“I’ll do what I have to,” Daniel said. “We’ll all do what we have to.”

Julie, Penelope, and Khadra all nodded at this. George continued his soft snores.

“Very good.” Eloise smiled. Warmth emanated from her freckled face. And she told them how they could raise the energy needed to deal with Frederick and his troublesome God once and for all.

~~

Days passed and Frederick stayed away. Khadra put another ward in front of the locked room, but she doubted he was in there. She searched her feelings to see if Frederick had spoken true about her husband. Had her departed Maxamed somehow fallen under the evil man’s spell? Khadra couldn’t find his spirit, but such tasks were difficult without her dreamstone.

The twins continued to console and comfort Khadra with their bodies. It became clear Daniel had successfully planted his seed inside the dark woman as her belly swelled. That meant he was going to be a father four times over. At the least.

~~

It was inevitable that Julie would find the twins together. It happened late one cold night. She put on a lace bra and panties and threw a long robe over her lingerie. The house was so chilly whenever the temperature dropped near zero. She looked back at her sleeping husband. He’d done so much better in the last few weeks. Julie hoped that the poor man would continue to keep his focus on the house and lead his charmed, unsuspecting life. She wondered what would happen when George finally finished his work on the house. Would they actually sell it? Even with the threat of Frederick’s return, Julie didn’t want to leave.

Julie slipped out of the room and padded down the hall toward Daniel’s room. The night before, she’d visited Brittney. So, now it was her son’s turn to share in his mother’s body and soul. A fire burned inside Julie. She needed the twins more and more every day. When she wasn’t with them, she often caught herself daydreaming about the pleasures they gave her over and over again.

The great clock tick-tocked, echoing off the old walls. Julie arrived at Daniel’s door and let herself in. She closed the door behind her and turned toward his bed. She froze when she heard a soft moan, and then her eyes caught sight of Brittney’s small frame slowly undulating on top of her brother. “Oh, my.” Julie put her hand to her mouth. “I … I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Brittney turned her elfin face toward her mother and smiled. “It’s okay, Mom. We … uh … uh … like having you here.”

“Yeah.” Daniel had a dreamy smile on his face with his head on the pillow. “Remember what we talked about?”

“You mean …” Julie’s eyes widened. “You’re doing her without a condom right now?”

“He is,” Brittney purred. “And he’s already … oooohhhhh … cum in me once tonight.” She made slow circles with her hips.

“Oh, my.” Julie’s pussy flooded at the thought of what she was witnessing. “In your vagina?”

“In her pussy, yeah.” Daniel gripped Brittney’s hips and ground her down on him with a little more force.

“In her pussy,” Julie whispered. “You’ll get her pregnant for sure.”

“He probably already has.” Brittney lost focus for a second and her eyes rolled as Daniel’s long cock moved around some of her organs. She refocused on her mom. “It’s good, Mom. Danny and I have always been … close. Now we’re even closer. I’m going to have his baby.”

“We’re all having Danny’s babies, aren’t we?” Julie rubbed her legs together. “Okay, I’ll let you two have some space.” She put her hand on the doorknob. She needed to rub her pussy.

“No, Mom. Stay.” Brittney leaned back a little, pushing her large breasts away from her chest. She put her hands behind her on Daniel’s thighs. “What’s … oooohhhhhh … under the robe?”

“Oh … um … Danny likes when I wear sexy underwear for him.” Julie took her hand off the doorknob.

“I bet I’d … ugh … like it, too.” Brittney looked her tall mom up and down. She was so sexy. “That’s no fair that you only show Danny.”

“You’re a girl … so I didn’t think … I didn’t think you’d like that stuff.” Julie took a deep breath and dropped the robe to the floor. “Do you like it, pumpkin?” Julie spun a slow pirouette for them.

“Damn, Mom.” Brittney’s eyes glazed over. “You are so hot.” The lingerie had clearly been purchased after Julie had taken her deal, because the bra somewhat fit. But even so, her boobs spilled over the top, and her panties looked skimpier than intended under her bulging belly. “Did my dumb dad buy that for you? And now … ah … it’s for us.”

“Don’t you start up on your father too, Britney.” Julie frowned at her writhing daughter. “He’s fragile right now. I don’t want to talk about him that way.”

“Come on, Mom.” Daniel laughed and lightly smacked Brittney’s right boob. “Dad practically handed you over to us. His own teenagers. He’s pretty stupid when it comes to protecting his wife.”

Julie felt her face go hot with embarrassment. They were only eighteen and George had let her fall for them. Of course, the twins were right. George was a fool. There was no other explanation.

“Come on over, Mom.” Daniel could hear his sister’s pussy squelch with all their combined cum as she slowly rode him. A sound as sweet as music.

“Okay.” Julie reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She let it fall, and her heavy boobs dropped out of confinement. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and slowly shimmied them down her legs, very aware of the show she gave the humping twins as her breasts hung down in front of her. She tossed her panties aside and walked slowly toward the bed. “Are we really going to do this? All three of us, together?”

“Come sit on my face.” Daniel beckoned her over, his smile spreading.

“Really?” Julie felt so clumsy climbing onto the bed and straddling her son’s handsome face. She was so much bigger than they were. Julie’s brown eyes locked on Brittney’s blue ones as Daniel’s tongue found Julie’s slit. “Oh, Brit, he’s really wonderful, isn’t he?” Julie wasn’t sure what to do with her hands, so she held them in the air awkwardly as she watched her daughter’s lust-filled face.

“He is. And so … aaahhhhhh … are you. You’re both … ugh … the best.” Brittney approached another climax. “Grab my tits, Mom.”

“Tits?” Julie reached out and hefted her daughter’s boobs. She rolled the puffy nipples gently between her fingers. “Oh, Danny. You’re already … going to … make me …” Julie’s shoulders twitched as her pleasure built.

“Mmmppphhhhhh.” Danny relished the moment. His first time with the both Anderson women. Penelope would go wild when he told her all about it.

“Cummmiiiinnnnnnggggg.” Brittney tossed her head back and forth, her senses completely overrun with ecstasy. If she wasn’t already pregnant, she hoped that night would be the night. How perfect to get to share that moment with her mother.

A couple hours later, Daniel worked his way toward his fourth and final orgasm of the night. His mother was on her stomach on the bed, and Brittney lay on Julie’s back, hugging her. Both Anderson asses were on display for Daniel, and he alternated between his mother’s pussy and ass, and his sister’s pussy. The room had the rich tropical scent of his cum. So strong that it overpowered their sweat. Sperm matted Brittney and Julie’s hair, and dried on their skin.

“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh.” Julie let another orgasm rip through her as Daniel pounded her butt. Her daughter’s sweet voice was in her ear, telling her what a good mom she was to do them both. When Julie’s orgasm passed, Daniel’s huge thing pulled out of her butt. She felt her daughter tense on top her.

“No, Danny. No, no, no. It won’t fit.” Brittney squirmed on top of her mom, her pussy now rubbing a little on the small of Julie’s back.

“Mom takes it back there all the time.” Daniel’s dick was coated in cum and he knew it would slide in without too much effort. He rubbed the wide head on her cute, little asshole.

“She only … ow … she only gave her butt to you so you wouldn’t knock her up.” It didn’t actually hurt yet, but every nudge back there gave Brittney the expectation of pain.

“That’s true, Brit. But then she liked it. Obviously, we still do it even though she’s pregnant.” Daniel pushed just a little so that the very tip of the head opened her up ever so slightly. “Tell her, Mom.”

Julie still panted from her orgasm. Her face pressed into the sheets. She turned her head to the side to talk. “I … do like it … I never thought I would … but …”

“See?” Daniel pushed a little more.

“It doesn’t really hurt.” Brittney’s muscles clenched and unclenched. “Do you really like it that much, Mom?” Brittney pushed her brown hair to the side and then brushed her mom’s hair off her face so she could see her.

“I do.” Julie nodded. Electric sparks still played with her nerve endings. “But … you have to do … what you feel … comfortable with.”

“Um …” Brittney knew this was a pivotal moment. If she went forward with this, Daniel would completely resize her. But, much to her surprise, having the tip stretching her felt good. Different and good. And why shouldn’t she let him try it? She’d given him everything else she had to give. “Go slow and stop if it hurts.”

“Sure.” Daniel applied a bit more pressure.

A mother wasn’t supposed to experience such moments. Julie could feel Brittney trembling on top of her, and her daughter’s grip tightened on her mother. Heck, twins weren’t supposed to experience such moments together. But there they all were.

“It’s okay … it’s okay …” Brittney shuddered. It hurt a little, but nothing like what she would have thought. She let him push further. “Is it … all in?

“You’re a champ, Brit.” Daniel couldn’t take his eyes off his disappearing dick. He was certain the deal was responsible for the way her butt allowed him in. “But we’ve got a long way to go.”

“Oh, gosh.” Julie could hear her daughter’s sharp intake of breath as Daniel explored her guts. “Give it up to him, Brit.” Julie gripped the sheets with her fists, full of empathy for Brittney. “Give him your butt.”

A few minutes later, Daniel hit home, fully buried in his sister. A minute after that, he settled into a nice rhythm. He supported his weight with his hands pressed onto the top of Brittney’s butt. He hoped it wasn’t too much pressure for his mom’s pregnant belly. “How … is it?” He was getting close. Her butt was so tight, and her squeals so sweet. Having their mom underneath was sublime.

“It’s good … I think … I like it.” A new kind of pleasure surged through her. “Oooooohhhhhhhh. I … do … like it.”

“That’s my girl … Brit.” Daniel wanted to spare his mom a full pounding. He tried to take it easy.

“Cum in her, Danny.” Julie was beside herself. There was no training manual for motherhood. But even if there had been, there certainly wouldn’t have been a chapter on what was happening in Daniel’s bedroom that night. “Go ahead. Put your seed … in your sister’s butt.” She looked over her shoulder to see Brittney’s teeth clenched and her eyes gazing at nothing.

“Gggggggppppphhhhhhh.” Brittney experienced her first anal climax.

Hearing his sister cum sent Daniel over the edge, too. His soft grunts filled the room, and his cum filled Brittney.

When he finished, he rolled off them and lay next to the women he loved. Brittney slid off her mom in between Julie and Daniel. She put her arm around Daniel and snuggled close. Julie turned on her side, pressed her boobs into Brittney’s back, and threw her arm over both twins. Together, they drifted off to sleep.

~~

A knock on the door woke Daniel, Julie, and Brittney. They all sat up quickly on the bed. The room was a mess and the three of them were a mess. The smell in the room was unmistakable. Bright morning light streamed through the windows.

“Danny, you awake?” George knocked again.

“Yeah, Dad.” Daniel looked at his mom with a questioning eyebrow. What should he say? Julie shook her head, her eyes very wide. Brittney covered herself back up with the blanket. “What’s up?”

“Can I come in?” George sounded tired.

“Did you lock the door?” Daniel whispered to Julie.

Julie shrugged. She honestly didn’t remember. She’d been so surprised to find Brittney humping Daniel last night. Should she get up and get dressed quickly? Pretend she was just checking on her son? She looked down at her exposed boobs covered in dried cum. And then she looked at Brittney. They were all a mess. They couldn’t let George in that room.

“Sorry, Dad. I’m naked.” Daniel expected that would keep him out.

“Well, have you seen your mother?” There was a little thump as George leaned his head on the door. “I woke up and she was gone. I couldn’t find her.”

“Um …” Daniel wasn’t quite sure how to handle this. Then he remembered it was just his dumb, old dad. He could misdirect. “Give me a couple minutes and I’ll help you look. She’s probably fixing something in the house or something.”

“I didn’t see her in the laundry room,” George said.

“There are other rooms that need fixing, Dad,” Daniel called through the door. “Why don’t you go check the first floor and I’ll be down in a minute?”

“Sure.” George walked off toward the stairs.

Daniel got up and threw on some clothes. He was still a smelly mess, but he didn’t have time to shower. “I’ll go take care of Dad.” He kissed his mom and sister on their cheeks. They looked a little tense. “You two hit the showers. When we hear the showers running, I’ll tell him he must have just missed you in the bathroom.”

“He’ll believe that?” Julie got out of bed, picked up her lingerie, and put on her robe.

“Probably.” Daniel shrugged. “If not, we’ll make up some other story. I feel a little bad gaslighting the old man, but it’s better than him finding out. Right?”

“Yeah.” Julie said.

Brittney nodded her agreement. She got up and threw on the first clothes she found, some of Daniel’s pajamas.

“Okay.” Daniel opened the door and checked the hall. “He’s gone.”

Daniel left the room and went to find his father downstairs. The women headed for the showers.

~~

“I married the wrong Anderson brother.” Penelope smiled up at her skinny, sweaty brother-in-law. She looked down between her breasts to where her blond pussy was, but all she could see was her swelling belly. The thought hit her hard, Brad didn’t deserve to raise Daniel’s child. “So, what happened after your mom came in?”

“It was so hot, Pen.” Daniel plowed Penelope on her marital bed, his hands clasped her ankles, holding her long, pale legs wide open. He could see his dick exploring her pussy quite clearly. He loved their afterschool visits. He told her all about giving his sister her first anal with their mother lying beneath them.

“You fit in her little butt?” Penelope squealed as Daniel hit a pleasure point deep inside her, and she thought of the holier-than-thou Anderson women giving themselves completely to Daniel.

“Yeah.” Daniel smiled and slammed her harder. He’d already cum in her pussy and was in no hurry to fill her up again.

“And you’re going to give her a baby? Both of them are having your babies?” Penelope pressed her head back into the mattress. Thank God the house chose her to be part of this hedonism. It had become the central pillar to her life.

“And Mrs. Samatar and Mrs. Haskins.” Daniel used Penelope’s soft calf to wipe sweat off his forehead.

“But you got me pregnant first, right?”

“No, I think that was my mom.” Daniel shook his head, his blond hair stuck to his forehead.

Penelope couldn’t bring herself to frown, she felt too good. “Well, I was second, right?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll take good care of your baby, Danny.” Penelope put her hands on her belly. “I promise.”

“I know you will. You’ll be the perfect mom.”

“Oh, Jesus.” A tide of ecstasy pushed at the shores of her mind. “You’ve turned me into so many things. And now you’ve made me a mother.” She closed her eyes, fondled her belly, and came on his giant dick.

A while later, they lay in bed together, Penelope brushing her fingers over Daniel’s meager chest. Cum slowly spilled out of her pussy and stained the sheets below. “What would you say if I told you I wanted to leave my husband?”

“Really?” Daniel sat up a little, leaning his head on the fabric headboard. “Wow. I don’t know. I mean … Brad is kind of a dick.”

“He is,” Penelope whispered. She so desperately needed Daniel’s support.

“Is this because of me?” He looked into her pretty, blue eyes.

“Well, of course.” Penelope nodded, running her fingers down his flat belly. “And the baby.”

“I thought you were going to raise the baby with Brad.”

“Do you want Brad raising your baby?” Penelope’s slight smile was hopeful.

“Well, no.” Now that he thought about it, Daniel didn’t want Brad near any of his babies.

“Neither do I.” She reached down and squeezed his soft cock. It was so much bigger than Brad’s. It was almost like the two brothers were different species.

“So, what are you going to do?” Daniel’s mind raced. His mom was not going to be happy with him for breaking up his brother’s marriage.

“Well, I’ll think it over for a few days. And then I’m probably going to tell him I want to separate. And I’ll give him the house.” She squeezed his cock a little more urgently. It pushed back at her. This conversation was going about as well as could be.

“Wow.” Daniel frowned. Would she move back home with her parents? “Where will you go?”

“I’m going to talk to your mom about moving in with you.” Penelope stroked her hand up and down, leaned forward, and kissed the head of his cock. Her boobs hung and draped themselves on Daniel’s stomach.

“What?” Daniel watched her expertly take care of his dick. “I mean, it’ll be tough getting my mom on board. She’s gonna be pissed about Brad.”

“You’ll need to back me up, Danny.” She kissed the head again, her wedding ring pressed against his cock flesh.

“I’ll do … uh … what I can.” Daniel would like having her around the house all the time.

“Thank you. We have about an hour before Brad comes home. One more time? I’ll let you have my butt like your mom and sister.” Penelope took him into her mouth. He was now fully hard. She pushed him slowly down her throat.

“Yeah, Okay.” Daniel wound his fingers in her silky, blond hair.

~~

A week later, Daniel found Julie in his room collecting laundry. “Hey, Mom. Do you have a minute?” He admired her round ass, outlined beautifully in her dress as she bent over to pick up some of his socks.

“Not if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking.” Julie straightened, smiled, and looked at the lump in his pants. How could he keep going and going? With Khadra, Brittney, and Julie the sex had been almost constant in their house. It was a wonder they’d been able to keep it secret from George. “I need to get some laundry done. Your father volunteered to do the wash a while ago, but he hasn’t been getting it very clean.” She picked up her laundry basket, put it on her hip, and headed for the door.

“It doesn’t always have to be about sex, Mom. Sometimes I just want to talk.” He followed her out into the hall and down the stairs.

“I’ve got your number, mister.” Julie chuckled to herself. It was nice to know she could still set boundaries with him. “If you want to talk, what’s up?”

“Can I carry that for you?” Daniel liked watching her go about domestic chores, but she was pregnant and maybe it wasn’t good to carry around a heavy basket. He didn’t know for sure.

“Yes, thank you, pumpkin.” Julie stopped on the stairs and handed him the basket. She then continued downstairs.

“Have you heard from Brad or Penelope recently?” Daniel couldn’t help watching her butt sway as he followed her.

“Not for a little while. Did you hear something?” Julie looked back over her shoulder at him. They walked down the hall past the kitchen.

“No, just wondering.” Daniel descended the basement stairs right after Julie.

“You haven’t been sneaking over to see Penelope, have you?” Julie stepped next to her son in the basement and playfully bumped him with her hip as they walked. “You don’t need to answer that. Of course you have.”

“You’re not mad?” Daniel waited as his mom opened the door to the laundry room.

“Why would I …” Julie opened the door and looked into the unfinished part of the basement. “Oh, my gosh.”

“What is it?” Daniel stared through the doorway with wide eyes. “I’m not sure what I’m looking at.” What was once a mostly empty space with a few utilities and pipes, was now a maze of blue and red PEX piping. The room was webbed with the stuff from floor to ceiling. There was barely enough room to move in there. It looked like an obstacle course.

“Danny?” The color drained from Julie’s face. “Where’s your father?”

“I think he’s taking a nap.” Daniel dropped the laundry basket at his feet with a thud.

“This is what he’s been doing down here?” She tried to trace just one pipe with her eyes to see where it went, but lost it in the chaos. “We … um … we need to give him a break from the house.”

“Agreed.” Daniel nodded. “This is nuts.”

“Yes.” Julie put her hand on Daniel’s shoulder. “Your dumb father has gone a bit crazy. Let’s go pack his things.”

They turned together and headed for the stairs.

 

Chapter 24

“Don’t forget to pack your underwear, George.” Julie opened the top drawer of George’s dresser and took out his white briefs. She hadn’t ever thought much about them, but she held one up. She couldn’t help comparing it to the underwear she’d helped Daniel purchase. Daniel’s had that sexy pouch for all that junk he carried around. It hugged his body to accentuate his manhood. George’s underwear looked like it was made for a child. She tossed several pairs into George’s suitcase.

“You sure it’s alright that I’m going?” George sat on the bed and watched his wife pack. He watched her round butt move under her dress and wondered at how lucky he’d been to marry her. She got more and more beautiful with age.

“You need to take some time away.” Julie quickly glanced at him over her shoulder, embarrassed that she’d just unfavorably compared his underwear to Daniel’s. “Clearly the project is getting to you. We should have taken some time off before buying this house. Your sister’s place will be perfect for some relaxation.”

“And the house?” He watched her boobs jiggle under her bra and dress as she worked to close the overstuffed suitcase.

“I’ll keep working on it. Maybe the twins will help.” Julie zipped the suitcase closed and sighed with relief. “You can take as much time as you need.”

“Okay.” George gave her a weak smile. “Thank you, Jules.”

“You’re welcome, George.” She patted him on the head like he was a child. “Now, let’s get you to the airport.”

~~

“Oh, hello, Brittney.” Erin twisted her mouth into a small frown. The wrong Anderson twin waited for her in the storage room. “What … um … what are you doing here? Aren’t you in Mrs. Roland’s class right now?”

“Are you upset Danny isn’t here?” Brittney could see the principal squirming in her skirt suit. The woman’s belly stretched her jacket so that her blouse poked out below the buttons. “After New Year’s in the basement, I thought you might like a little one-on-one time with me.” Brittney smiled, pulled her skirt in front of her, and gave Erin a little curtsy.

“I … um … I …” Erin was flabbergasted. She had made out with another woman that night. And she had, somehow, liked it. But would she give herself to an eighteen-year-old student? To one of the girls she was charged with educating? Things were topsy-turvy. Something told Erin that Brittney wanted to be the one educating her. “Well … I don’t … well … you see …”

“Don’t you want to get to know your students better?” Brittney winked.

“Um … um … um …” Erin looked back at the open door behind her.

Brittney laughed, a soft, pretty cascade of sound. “I’m only kidding, Mrs. Haskins. Danny’s late. He’ll be here in a sec.” She cocked her head at her principal. “But, I mean, I guess I wasn’t totally kidding. We are going to do stuff. You’re cool with that, right?”

“I … I … guess so.” Erin’s cheeks felt very hot, and her panties were even wetter than when she’d walked in the room.

“Sorry I’m late.” Danny stepped in behind Erin and closed the door. He locked it from the inside. “Did you tell her already?”

“Not yet.” Brittney shook her head with some exuberance. Ganging up on the principal was so much fun. “But I’ll do it, if you want.”

“Sure.” Daniel walked over to Erin, leaned his face up to hers and kissed her on the lips. Her round belly pushed back at his flat one.

While the two lovebirds made out, Brittney walked up behind Erin, placed a hand on Erin’s butt, and got up on her tippy-toes to whisper in the woman’s ear. “To keep everyone safe, we need your help.”

“Mmmppphhh.” Erin made a move to pull away from Daniel’s kiss, but he held her by the hips and pressed his thin body into her. Even with his sister at her ear, she melted for him. What on Earth were they planning?

“We need you to do some things for us.” Brittney delicately nibbled Erin’s earlobe. She could feel the principal trembling through her hand on Erin’s ass. Brittney adored the power she and her brother had over these women. It filled her with boundless confidence. She thought about how disappointed she’d been by sex with this woman’s son. And how she was about to change Ted’s life. She wondered if Erin would be as disappointed as Brittney had been. “You need to bring us women with sons. Older boys only, at least eighteen years old.”

Erin finally broke the kiss, but stayed, trembling, in the twins’ embrace. “You want me to bring you mothers and sons?” She didn’t understand.

“No, just the mothers. They will take care of their sons on their own.” Daniel pulled down her skirt, tights, and panties. He put a finger in her wet slit.

“Ooohhhh. Take care of?” Erin closed her eyes.

“It’s not a euphemism, Mrs. Haskins.” Brittney stuck her index finger in her own mouth coating it with saliva. She then reached down and inserted it in Erin’s butt. The poor woman’s ass cheeks flexed as Brittney entered her. The twins fingered her together. “They really will take very good care of them. Start with women that live close to our house. The closer the better.”

“What will you … ugh … do?” Erin’s mind reeled.

“We’ll convince them to help us. Just as we’re convincing you.” Daniel pistoned his finger in and out her, looking up at her contorting face. “You don’t need to do anything but bring them here. Tell them it’s a special mother-principal conference or something.”

“I … ugh … ugh… uuuuuggghhhhhhhhhh.” Erin climaxed standing between those siblings. Their fingers worked her holes throughout her orgasm.

“I’m going to do her now.” Daniel turned the dazed principal around, placed her hands on a nearby shelf, and sunk his dick into her pussy.

“Can I have a turn after?” Brittney stood next to the mating couple. She unbuttoned Erin’s jacket, rubbed her burgeoning belly, and cupped her heavy boobs as Erin absorbed Daniel’s thrusts from behind.

“Of … ah … ah … course.” Daniel had that dreamy smile on his face that he got with his women.

While still groping Erin, Brittney leaned back in and whispered in her ear. “And you need to do something else for us.”

“Wwwhhhhhaaattttttt?” Erin’s brain warred between the wrongness of their requests, and the rightness of the pleasure they showered upon her.

“You need to seduce Ted. That is the bond that truly builds our power.” Brittney reached her hand under her own skirt and stroked her button. “But don’t worry, it should be easy. Almost all young men with pretty moms would say yes to their mother’s pussy. Right?”

“Yeah … that’s the truth …” Daniel plowed her harder at the thought of Erin riding her simpering son. Would she tell Ted that it was Daniel’s baby inside her?

“You want … me to … uuuggghhhhh …” The thought of taking her eighteen-year-old son into her bed seared at her brain. “… to have sex … with Ted?”

“It’s not a matter of want, Mrs. Haskins. We’re not asking,” Brittney purred. “We need you to do it. You’re going to have sex with my ex-boyfriend. And you’re going to do your best to make sure he likes it. That he comes back for more. And when you need a real cock, Daniel will be waiting for you.”

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh.” Erin’s mind smoldered with the thoughts the twins put there. She would do it. She would give these teenagers anything they wanted. If they wanted mothers, she would bring them the very best ones she could find. If they wanted her to corrupt her own sweet son, then that is what would happen. A massive orgasm took control of her body and soul.

A little while later, Brittney stood with her legs spread wide. Her principal squatted in front of her, licking Brittney’s pussy for all she was worth. Brittney could tell this was Erin’s first time servicing a woman, but Erin’s enthusiasm made up for her lack of skill. And the wife and mother would learn how to please a woman over time. Brittney would certainly give her lots of practice.

“Are you close? We have to get back to class soon.” Daniel stood next to his sister, his still hard dick pressed against her hip. He played with one of her puffy nipples, kissed her narrow neck occasionally, and listed to her mewl.

“Am I … doing … it … okay?” Erin said between licks. She knew there was a puddle of Daniel’s cum on the concrete floor below her, as his stuff slowly dripped out of her vagina. She still wore her jacket and blouse despite the twins’ nudity. She hoped Brittney’s wetness wasn’t dripping on her nice suit.

“Good … enough.” Brittney’s legs shook uncontrollably. “I’m … there …” She dug her nails deeper into her principal’s hair, forcing the woman’s pretty face deeper into her pussy. “Yyyyeeeesssssssssss.” It wasn’t the best orgasm she’d ever had. Heck, it probably wouldn’t be the best orgasm of the day. But it would do. Brittney’s nerve endings continued to spark as they dressed afterward.

Once they all had clothes on, Daniel looked over at Erin. “Your face is a mess, Mrs. Haskins. Hey Brit, do you have a towel in your bag?”

“Oh, yeah.” Brittney unzipped her backpack and pulled out a small towel. “Here you go.” She handed the towel to Erin and watched her wipe Brittney’s cum off her face. It was a beautiful sight.

“That looks better.” Daniel took the towel from the shellshocked woman. “Text me when you have a mom for us and we’ll meet you here. Okay?”

Erin nodded.

“And don’t forget to take care of Ted.” Brittney slung her backpack over her shoulders.

“Oh, my.” Erin had such a strange feeling in her belly thinking about what she was going to do. Would Ted even want her?

“We’ll take that as an affirmative.” Daniel gave her a thumbs up. “We’ll leave first, you wait a few minutes. Okay?”

Erin nodded dumbly again. She would do whatever those teenagers asked.

~~

How nice it was to have her bedroom to herself. Julie undressed, shivered in the cold, and quickly got under the covers. Outside her window, she could just barely make out the large flakes of snow making their steady fall to earth. She curled up on her side of the bed and snuggled into her pillow.

With George gone, she had her whole king-sized bed to herself. She stretched out and scooted to the center. She could sleep wherever she wanted. What a strange feeling. It had been so long since George wasn’t beside her. She stretched her body out in the cold sheets and let sleep take her.

Dreams flowed around her. The tight embrace of thorny vines gripped Julie. The more she struggled, the more the thorns dug into her flesh. It was too much. She was trapped.

“Mom.” Daniel’s voice carried into her dream. “Wake up, Mom.”

The vines shook her by the shoulders. Her eyes fluttered open. Her son stood in the darkness above her, shaking her awake. He wore his flannel pajamas, and his blond hair stood every which way. It looked like he’d just woken up, too. “Danny? What is it, pumpkin?”

“Mom … I … um …” He bit his lip and smiled down at her deep, brown eyes, just barely visible in the gloom. “Could I … I mean … are you lonely?”

“What?” Julie shrugged away her evil dream away and sat up, holding the sheet over her naked breasts. “What are you talking about?”

“I was wondering if you wanted company in bed tonight with Dad gone.” Daniel’s smile turned hopeful.

“Do you need me to take care of it again? Because you and your sister tired me out tonight. And that was …” She looked at her bedside clock. “And that was only four hours ago.”

“No, Mom.” Without waiting for an invite, Daniel got under the covers. He snuggled into the warmth of the bed, sliding up right next to Julie. “I just want to be close to you and … you know … fill in for Dad while he’s gone.”

“You think you’re the man of the house now that he’s gone, is that it?” Julie sighed and let his slender body nestle up to her curves. She turned onto her side, and his face was only inches from hers. His club of a penis knocked on her pregnant belly like it wanted to get in.

“Does the man of the house get unlimited blowjobs?” Daniel kissed the tip of her nose.

“Well, I guess.” Julie rolled her eyes.

“Then I’m the man of the house.” Daniel laughed along with his mother. He put his hand on the top of her head and pushed her slowly under the covers.

“I thought this wasn’t about taking care of you again.” Julie let him move her down. It was so warm and cozy under there. Once her head was even with his penis, she pulled down his pajamas and underwear, running her fingers along his great length.

“That was before I knew about my man of the house privileges.” Daniel lay on his side as his mom took him in her mouth. “Oh, Mom. My dumb dad doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“Mmmmmmmm.” Julie rolled her tongue around that bloated head. She would never grow tired of that magnificent cock.

Later, with a belly full of cum, Julie sighed contentedly and let Daniel spoon her as they drifted off to sleep. How nice that she wouldn’t have to wake in a panic and rush back to her room later. She was in her own room, with her loving son wrapping his arm around her. She could get used to that.

In her dream, Julie looked for the heart of their mansion. She could hear the steady thump behind the fireplace in Daniel’s room. She found a secret button, pushed it, and watched burning fire turn sideways. Time to find the center of everything. She descended down the stairs. So many stairs. She must have traveled beyond the basement, beyond the house’s foundation. Deeper and deeper into the earth she stepped, her hand brushing against the wall, her feet carefully taking each stone step one after another. After a while, the wall under her fingertips grew warmer. The beating of the heart grew louder.

The stairs ended against a stone wall. Julie felt around for some way through, her finger depressing a small button. The wall spun. She looked through the gap she’d created into a long room. A small, tweedy man sat reading Turgenev in an armchair. He looked up and smiled at her. Behind him, on the wall, was a tall grandfather clock. Its machinations were open to the world and truly horrific. The gears were made of broken bone and grisly sinew. The pendulum hung from ropes of intestine. And the pendulum itself was a human heart that beat with each swing. Blood spurted from the thing every time it pulsed, pooling at the base of the clock.

The man’s smile faded as he took in her face. He turned to look where her gaze fell, then turned back to her. “Oh, that.” He shook his head. “Not our doing, I assure you. But when life gives you lemons …” He shrugged.

“Where am I?” Julie looked around the room. Was it a library? The walls were covered in shelves, and the shelves were covered in books and other miscellany.

“Good question. You are a sharp woman.” The man said. “I’ve always liked that about you. You are … you are …”

The room blurred and the man’s voice echoed.

“Mom?” Brittney’s voice filled Julie’s head.

“What?” She opened her eyes to see her daughter’s pretty face only a few inches from her in the dark.

“I said, why is Danny sleeping with you?” Brittney screwed up her face like Julie had just given Daniel the jar of cookies, but had offered none to her other children.

Daniel snored softly behind Julie, his arm tight around her, his hand firmly holding her round belly.

“Oh.” Julie blinked her eyes. “He was concerned I’d be lonely.”

Brittney smirked. “He’s trying to replace Dad.”

“No, that’s not it,” Julie whispered so that she wouldn’t wake up her son.

“Well, if Danny gets to replace Dad, so do I.” Brittney slid under the covers. “Okay?” She latched her mouth on Julie’s large nipple and drank her milk.

“Oooohhhhh.” Julie cupped the back of her daughter’s head and let her drink. “You can both fill in for him until he gets back.” How sweet it was to have Brittney at her breast. Daniel snored, Brittney gulped, and Julie found her bed a good deal more crowded than it had been.

Eventually, of course, Brittney’s hand made its way down to Julie’s pussy, and she brought her mother to a trembling orgasm. Julie then returned the favor. When they were satisfied, Brittney turned over on her side, facing away from her mother, and the three Andersons spooned as they slept.

The great library waited for Julie in her dreams. The man looked up from his book, with his warm, avuncular smile. “Back so soon?”

“You … um … didn’t answer my question.” Julie couldn’t take her eyes off the dreadful clock, tick-tocking away. She realized that what was once the heart of a woman had become the heart of a house.

“You’re in my home.” The man looked around the expansive room. The coved ceiling was painted like the nighttime sky. “This is the wilds really. My old place was nicer than this, but I had jealous, bitter roommates.”

“You’re the Devil.” Julie took a step back and put a hand to her bosom. Her long, Victorian dress, trailed on the stone floor in front of her as she backpedaled.

“That’s an ugly perspective.” The man frowned. “And lacking in truth. I am the brightest of the angels. The Day Star, kindler of freedom.”

“Well, hello, Day Star.” Julie stepped closer to him again, her feet treading on a colorful, finely woven rug. Day Star didn’t look terrible. Just a frumpy, little man. “What do you want with my family?”

“Ah, the lioness out to protect her cubs.” Day Star stood and bowed. “Never fear. It is not what I can take, but what I can give. I want only to ease the burden of His rules. God binds humanity so tight, that people cannot help but pop under His pressure. I ease His restrictions. God and I actually got into a bit of tiff over this. He didn’t seem to want to hear any other points of view.”

“You corrupt people.” Julie eyed him carefully as she moved away from the roaring fire that had been her entryway into the room.

“Corruption is simply taking a complex, tightly bound thing and returning it to its baser parts.” Day Star shrugged. “So … guilty. I guess.”

“You corrupted me.” Julie’s brow furrowed.

“I gave you a choice. You chose, Mrs. Anderson. Not me.” Day Star sat back in his chair, he looked bored with the conversation. “Anyway, would you go back? I could put you in that real estate office right now. Mr. Pedler is just warning you about the house. You could take his warning this time, cancel the sale, and never move into Palmer Mansion. I’ll give you a do-over, if you like.” He held up his fingers like he was about to snap them, waiting.

Julie didn’t know what to do. She stood silently for a long time.

“See?” Day Star dropped his hand without snapping his fingers. “It’s morning now. Time to wake up.”

“Time to wake up, Mom.” Daniel shook his mom as golden sunlight streamed in through the window.

“Oh, good morning, pumpkin.” Julie blinked her eyes open. What a fitful night. “I was just having the strangest dream.” She looked around. Her bed was full. Daniel on one side of her, sitting up and smiling. Brittney still sleeping on the other side. And beyond her daughter, Khadra slept soundly, too. When had she come into the room?

“Can we start off the day with some … you know?” Daniel’s hopeful smile widened.

“Without your father here, will this be a constant thing with you?” Julie sighed, she reached under the sheets to pull off her panties, but found they were already gone. She let her son climb between her legs. Her dream slipped from her mind about the same moment that massive penis slipped inside her.

“Yes.” Daniel nodded earnestly as he watched her heavy boobs rock to their movements. He so admired the way they hung to either side on her chest.

“Ooohhhhhh. You’re so big this morning. Uuuuggghhhhhhhh. So deep.” Julie opened herself to his thrusts and let him go to work. She looked over at the sleeping women in bed with her. Daniel had so many choices now, she was flattered he still wanted his mother. She turned her gaze back up to her grunting son. “Not too … uh … uh … long now. You have to … get ready for … school.”

“I know … ugh … Mom. I’ll be … quick.” Daniel humped her for another half hour before he had his first orgasm of the day.

~~

“Just got a text from Mrs. Haskins.” Daniel looked over at his sister. They were lounging in the main living room working on homework, a fire merrily crackling in the hearth. “We’ve got our first conference with a school mom on Friday.”

“Has she …?” Brittney looked up with her eyebrows bunched together. She wasn’t sure that she wanted to ask the question. “Has she done it with Ted yet?”

“Let me see.” Daniel texted her. They sat in silence, listening to a log pop in the fireplace. Daniel’s phone vibrated and he read the message. “She tried, but Ted ran away. I’ll tell her to keep trying.”

“You know, if Ted resists his gorgeous mom. These women are going to resist us.” Brittney chewed on the end of her pencil, she lay on her stomach on the rug by the hearth, her feet slowly kicking the air. “It took us a long time to come around and see this was all for the best.”

“Right.” Daniel didn’t want to tell her that he’d succumbed to Eloise and her proposal almost at once. Teenage boys didn’t usually play hard to get, the evidence of Ted notwithstanding.

“So, how are we going to convince these women to help us? It’s a big ask.” Brittney looked up to her brother where he sat on the couch.

“Maybe we should talk to our girlfriend.” Daniel stood and offered a hand to Brittney. “She knows more about this stuff than we do.”

“Good idea.” Brittney took his hand and they went off looking for Khadra.

~~

“You want to make the demons more powerful?” Khadra folded laundry up in her room. She had neatly ordered piles for the family stacked all over her neatly made bed. Her knees had gone weak when the twins stepped into her room, but she tried to focus on the task at hand. She wanted to be useful to the Andersons. Well, at least, she wanted to be useful beyond the pleasure she had learned to provide with her body.

“When you put it that way …” Brittney frowned.

“We do.” Daniel nodded. “It’s the only way to get rid of Frederick once and for all.”

“The enemy of my enemy …” Khadra finished folding one of Daniel’s shirts and placed it neatly on a pile. She then turned, and went over to her dresser. She rummaged around and returned to the twins holding a perfectly smooth, blue stone. The thing was spherical and about the size of a football. “This is a dreamstone. I had it sent to me to the replace the one that … was lost.”

“This will help us?” Daniel took the dreamstone from Khadra and looked at his distorted reflection in the shiny surface.

“Not like this.” Khadra shook her head. She reached up and removed her hijab. She then slid out of her dress, standing before the twins in only her underwear. “The previous dreamstone accidentally acquired and magnified the power of Palmer House. If we put that power in this one too, it would help you.”

“How do we do that?” Brittney thought she might have guessed as she watched Khadra remove her bra and panties and expose them to her dark beauty. Her bulging belly was plain as day now.

“Leave the dreamstone on the bed while we … perform the acts the house desires.” Khadra stepped over to Brittney, put her arms around the teenager’s shoulders, and kissed her on the lips. As they made out, Khadra pulled her to the bed and they fell on the blanket, scattering the neatly folded piles of laundry.

“Nice.” Daniel undressed and brought the dreamstone with him to Khadra’s bed. Soon, he humped the small, dark woman from behind, while she pleased Brittney with her tongue.

When Daniel unloaded in Khadra’s pussy, a fissure appeared on the dreamstone’s smooth surface.

Brittney took a break, lying next to her brother as Khadra rode him. She watched the woman’s ass shake, as she took great bounces on that long cock. Brittney then looked to the stone and saw pulsing red veins spreading along its smooth, blue surface.

Khadra switched to grinding her hips. She reached down and put her left hand on the dreamstone. It was warmer than usual, she looked down and saw the blue fading to black. “Daniel … you’re doing it … you’re making me … uuuugggggghhhhh … and you’re making it … turn … ooooohhhhhhhh.” With her hand still on the stone, Khadra trembled through a divine orgasm. The stone let out a crack, and the pulsing of its scarlet veins increased in tempo.

“It’s working, Danny.” Brittney’s blue eyes reflected the red light as she put her hand on top of Khadra’s.

“I’m going to …” Daniel carelessly tossed his hand on top of theirs and grunted out another orgasm inside Khadra.

By the time Daniel finished his third climax inside his sister, the stone was black as pitch, and glowed quite fiercely. Khadra had been right. The dreamstone was the perfect vehicle for the house’s power.

~~

Julie stepped out of the shower and walked into her bedroom, towel wrapped around her chest. She was exhausted. The twins had come to her together with their needs and she had given them what they wanted for over an hour before dinner. It felt good to be clean and alone in her tidy bedroom. She walked over to the dresser, got out some panties, and shimmied them on. Julie was ready to relax, read a book, and think about what to do about Brad and Penelope.

A knock sounded on the door, it swung open, and Daniel and Brittney walked in. They were both wearing flannel pajamas and looked ready for bed.

“Your husband is here.” Daniel smiled at his mom, who stood with her towel on the floor around her feet and her arm covering her enormous tits.

“What?” Julie wondered if George had somehow returned from his sister’s.

“We didn’t want you to be lonely, so we thought we’d be your husband until Dad gets back.” Brittney walked past her mom into the bathroom and came back out with a hairbrush.

“I’ll be half-a-husband.” Daniel smiled, walked over to the bed, and fluffed the pillows.

“And I’m half-a-husband.” Brittney giggled as she brushed her mom’s long, brown hair.

Julie frowned at her children. “I’m your mother, not your wife. Don’t be crazy, you two.”

“Well, in some ways you’re like our wife.” Daniel folded the covers back and slid into bed.

“I’m tired, Danny.” Julie sighed. It did feel nice to have someone brush her hair and fluff her pillows for her. “No more sex today.”

Daniel and Brittney laughed, filling the room with warm, happy tones.

“What’s so funny?” Julie looked back at her daughter.

“It’s … just …” Brittney’s laughter faded and she finished brushing her mom’s hair. “… that’s what a wife would say. ‘No sex tonight, honey. I’m tired.’”

“Anyway. We’re not here for sex.” Daniel bounced his head on the pillow until he found a comfortable spot. “We’re sleeping in your room until Dad gets back.”

“Oh, you are, huh?” Julie let her arm drop, she didn’t know why she bothered hiding her boobs from them. They saw her tits all the time and sucked her milk regularly. Just like Daniel’s baby soon would. She shivered and rubbed her round belly.

“Yes.” Brittney kissed her mom’s smooth cheek, put the brush down, and climbed into bed with her brother. “We’re your husband now.”

“Fine.” Julie rolled her eyes. She’d humor them. She turned off the light and got into bed between them on her back. They both threw an arm over her chest and snuggled in. “There’s something we have to talk about.”

“A good marriage is built on communication.” Daniel giggled and Brittney joined in.

When they’d quieted down, Julie continued. “It seems your brother’s marriage is on the rocks. Penelope and I had lunch today while you were at school. She’d like to separate from Brad.”

“Oh, that’s terrible,” Daniel said without much conviction.

“Oh, yeah, too bad.” Brittney didn’t sound all that upset either.

“I know you two don’t always see eye to eye with your brother, but this is serious. We need to help them with their marriage. He has a baby on the way.” Julie looked out the window into the darkness. It did feel good to have the twins snuggled up on either side of her.

“It’s not his baby,” Brittney whispered.

“Well, jeez.” Julie found them so hard to talk to sometimes. “That’s not common knowledge.”

“We’ll help with their marriage.” Daniel thought of trying a different tack.

“Yeah.” Brittney caught on quickly. “Sorry. What do they need?”

“Well, Penelope wants to stay here while they take a little break. If she goes back to her parents’ place, she won’t get to see Brad to work on their issues. But if she’s here, he’ll be nearby.” Julie took a deep breath. Did this really make sense? She thought so. “So, I’m going to let her have one of the spare bedrooms. While she’s here, I want you both to encourage her to reconcile with Brad. Okay?”

“Sure, Mom.” Daniel smiled in the dark and rubbed his face against Julie’s shoulder. She smelled so fresh, clean, and wonderful.

“Sounds good.” Brittney nodded against Julie’s other shoulder.

“Thank you. Now let’s get some sleep.” Julie turned her head toward Daniel on the pillow, the top of his head resting on her chin. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Mom.” Daniel gave Julie a squeeze.

“Goodnight, Mom.” Brittney found Daniel’s hand and held it tight on top Julie’s chest.

They all drifted off to sleep.

~~

“You’re welcome to stay as long as need be, Penelope.” Julie eyed her pregnant daughter-in-law as she hung dresses in the spare bedroom’s closet. “I know … um … I know that you and …” Julie didn’t know how she would talk about what needed to be said. “Well, let me just say that I really want you and Brad to reconcile your differences. But, if you want to spend time with Daniel while you’re here, I’ll give you your space.”

“Wow, thank you, Julie.” Penelope smiled brightly. “That’s very understanding. We both know how difficult it can be to go without Daniel for a while.” Penelope watched with satisfaction as Julie’s eyes fell to the floor and her cheeks flushed. How could she still be a prude?

“Let me know if you need anything.” Without making eye-contact, Julie slipped out of the room.

Not thirty seconds later, Daniel strolled in and sat on the bed.

“Speak of the Devil, and he does appear.” Penelope kept hanging her clothes, pretending indifference. “Your mother and I were just talking about you.”

“Oh?” Daniel beamed at Penelope, admiring the contours of her dress as it draped over her generous backside.

“She wants me to reconcile with your brother.”

“Boo.” Daniel laughed.

“But she allowed that I might not be able to keep my hands off you.” Penelope turned toward him and put a hand on her hip.

“Yeah?” Daniel looked her up and down. Pregnancy agreed with her. She looked round, full, and perfect. “And do you suppose that’s true?”

“Oh, God, Danny.” Penelope dropped to her hands and knees with a sly smile on her face. Her blue eyes sparkled. She crawled slowly toward him, her shoulder blades moving like a stalking cat. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to live under this roof with you?”

“I do not.” Daniel shook his head.

“I never want to leave.” Penelope reached Daniel, sat between his legs, and fished his already hard dick out of his pants. “I want to have your baby. And then give you another baby, and another one, and another aapphhhhhh.” She sucked him into her mouth.

“That’s a lot of babies.” Daniel gave her a dreamy smile as she pushed him down her throat. She was so good at that. “But it’s not just me under this roof.”

“Arrrrrmmmpppphhh?” Penelope looked up at him with an eyebrow raised, his massive cock stretched her lips to their limit. A line of drool escaped the corner of her mouth and ran down her chin.

“I’m sharing everything with Brittney now.” Daniel pushed a strand of blond hair off her forehead. “Are you okay with that? Will you take care of my sister, too?”

Penelope nodded as much as the cock in her mouth would allow. That was a stupid question. Of course she would do anything Daniel asked. Even if it meant tasting another woman for the first time.

A short while later, Penelope rode that long, magnificent dick with great bounding strokes. Her boobs and belly shook and knocked into one another. “You got me, Danny. Oh … ugh … ugh … God, you got me. I’m … ah … yours.”

“Are you going back to Brad?” Daniel caught a glimpse of Eloise watching them from the closet, a wide smile on her freckled face. He aimed a thumbs-up in her direction.

“No …” Penelope moaned as she looked down at her skinny brother-in-law.

“Did you ever love him?” Daniel was genuinely curious.

“Yes … I did …” Penelope’s mind clouded as another orgasm crept up on her.

“And now?” Daniel watched her heavy tits collide together at their nadir over and over.

“I don’t love him … I … love … your dick …” Penelope threw her head back, her body trembling. She stopped bouncing and her hips moved in small, quick circles. “I … love … you … Danny …” Admitting it to Daniel added an extra boost to her orgasm. The rest of her words were unintelligible. When she calmed some, she leaned forward and rested her face on the pillow next to Daniel’s head. Sporadic shudders still ran through her. Her breasts smashed into his bony chest.

“I love you too, Pen.” Daniel gently stroked her sweaty back. “I think I always have. But you’ll have to share me. I love more than one woman.”

“I … don’t mind … sharing,” Penelope panted. “I don’t … mind.” Her hips rocked again.

“Good girl.” He pushed her up a little so he could study her face. “Now ride me some more. I want to cum.”

“I’ll make you cum, I’ll make you cum,” Penelope chanted. And about five minutes later, she did just that.

 

Chapter 25

“It’s okay, Teddy.” Erin tried to soothe her son. “I know that you weren’t able to give Brittney everything she needed. Let me teach you how to treat a girlfriend.” She pressed her swollen belly into him and ran her hand down his shirt.

“She said that?” Ted looked at his pretty mom, still wearing her suit from work. His eyes were round, and his muscles tense. Had she gone crazy?

“Students confide in their principal, sweetie.” Erin slipped her hand under the waist of his pants and found his penis. It was already hard. She grasped it and squeezed. Not long ago she would have thought her eighteen-year-old son had a good-sized member. Of course, she knew better now. “There now, doesn’t that feel good? The girls will line up for dates after I show you a few tricks.”

“You sound like you’re click-baiting me, Mom.” Ted sighed. It did feel good, despite the weirdness of the situation. “What … um … are you … going to show me?” His brain lost focus as his blood rushed to that other head.

“What do you think you need to learn?” Erin was now jacking him inside his pants. It was awkward with his pants still buttoned, but he was small enough to make it doable. There would have been no room for such a maneuver with Daniel. Erin shivered as she thought of her boyfriend’s terrible and glorious cock.

“I thought I was … pretty good already.” Ted felt like falling back on the bed, but he didn’t want to disengage her hand. He couldn’t believe his mom was doing this. Such strange things were happening. First, all the oddities he’d witnessed at Palmer House. Now this. Ted didn’t know if he was lucky or cursed.

“Shh.” Erin put her free hand to his lips, running her index finger along his lower lip. “Most young men have a lot to learn. You’re not alone.” Erin thought about Daniel, the exception to this particular rule. He mated like a wild animal. She pulled her hand out of Ted’s pants and unbuttoned him. She dropped the pants and helped him step out of his tighty-whities. His penis flopped out. He didn’t have the girth, length, or veiny definition of Daniel. Oh well, it would have to do. “We’ll work on foreplay later. I can see you’re ready. First, I’ll teach you to hump like a man.” Erin pulled off her skirt, tights, and panties. She was a bit ungainly with her pregnancy to work around, but she didn’t think he’d care if she undressed in a sexy way or not. She looked at his young face and could see the shock written there, with his wide eyes fixed on the triangle of brown hair between her legs.

“What … what about Dad?” Ted thought he should pinch himself. This was really happening. He had thought his mom had gone insane when she’d first approached him a few days ago. Now … Well, now he still thought she was insane, but the insanity was catching. He couldn’t believe he was looking at his mom’s pussy. His strait-laced, church-going, career-driven mom was about to show him how to fuck.

“He’s working late.” Erin unbuttoned her blouse and set it on Ted’s desk. She then reached behind her to unclasp her bra.

“No … I mean … we’d be cheating on him.” Ted held his breath as her bra dropped away. Her breasts hung beautifully on her chest, they were so full. He stared at her large, dark areolas and fat nipples. Amazing to think that he had sucked on those once.

“I’m not going to lie. Your father wouldn’t like this one bit.” She pushed him lightly on the chest and Ted fell back on the bed. He looked so silly with his little dick sticking straight up and his socks and t-shirt still on. Erin smiled. “But he does want you to have more confidence with girls. I was just talking to him about it last night. So, this is also for him, in a way.” Erin straddled her son and took hold of his penis. “He’ll be happy with the result of this education. Let’s focus on that.”

“I guess.” Ted would believe whatever he had to so long as it ended with his dick in her pussy. “Are we really …? I mean … uuuuugggggggg.” Ted felt the warm, wet embrace of his mother’s pussy as he slipped right in. He was immediately all the way inside. She wiggled her hips and smiled down at him. That same smile she’d had when he first learned to ride a bike, when he scored his first goal in hockey, and when he’d come back home from his first date.

“Not too quickly, Teddy.” Erin couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as her big boy trembled and looked up at her like a deer in the headlights. It was clear he was about to have his first orgasm inside his mother. Erin rolled her hips in little circles, just as she’d practiced on Daniel for months. She didn’t feel much in her vagina with Ted, but that was okay. His joy made up for it. She felt a fool for not treating her son to this long before. Why had she needed coaxing from the twins to do this? Shouldn’t any mother want to see the happiness that now spread over Ted’s face?

“Mmoooooommmmmm … aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Ted let go inside her. When he returned from his ecstasy, his mom still sat on top of him, looking down at him like a proud momma bear.

“First thing’s first. We need to work on your control.” Her hips no longer moved. She had her hands on his t-shirt, her boobs hanging forward, dangling in space. “No girl will be happy if you pop off the second you get inside.”

“Sorry, Mom.” Ted flexed his penis. He was still hard.

“Don’t be sorry, sweetie. That’s why we’re doing this. You need practice.” Erin took some careful bounces on his young cock. She didn’t want to dislodge him. He was so much shorter than she was used to. “Anyway, you’re young. You can go again. Right, mister?”

“Um … yeah.” Ted gave his beautiful mother a look of complete adoration.

“Great.” She found a nice steady rhythm of small, little bumps with her hips. “Let’s get some more practice in before your father gets home. I’ll turn you into a regular Fabio.”

“Who’s … Fabio.”

“Never mind, sweetie. Just focus on holding off your orgasm for a little while.” Erin’s belly wobbled, and her breasts danced as she rode her son. She felt more bonded to him than she had in a while. She could tell this was going to be good for both of them.

~~

“It’s so weird … that I’m so comfortable … with you … aaaaaannnndddddd … Daniel,” Madison said in between kisses. By comfortable, Madison meant she was crushing on both of them.

“Not that weird, Madison.” Brittney brushed Madison’s blue hair out of Madison’s face and admired her serene beauty. The movie in the background surged to some sort of first act climax, as the brain worms spread and the police chief realized the people he knew had been taken over by some unseen force. Brittney ignored it. “Daniel and I are twins, after all. We’re really similar.” Brittney leaned in and kissed Madison some more.

The basement filled with strobing light from the TV as the teenagers made out on the sofa. Eventually, Brittney worked her way down Madison’s neck, over her small chest, down the tank-top, and flipped her head under Madison’s skirt. She breathed in, relishing her friend’s obvious arousal.

“I don’t know if we should, Brit.” Madison put her hands on the top of Brittney’s head to hold her away from her pussy, but her friend was strong and Madison wasn’t sure what she wanted exactly. Madison felt her panties go to the side. “No one’s ever done that to me and … ooooohhhhhhhh.” Madison’s whole body vibrated to some new frequency as Brittney’s tongue found her slit. Her hands went from pushing on Brittney’s head to pulling her in. Oral sex was magic. Why hadn’t anyone told her? “Aaaaahhhh … Brit … you’re driving me … crrrraaazzzyyyyyy.”

“Mmmppphhhhh.” Brittney slurped at her friend’s pussy, grasping Madison firmly at the top of her thighs. Brittney loved how delirious should could make a woman with only her tongue. To give that kind of joy offered immense power. She reached her hand up and spread Madison’s lips so she could lick deeper inside. She slipped a finger inside, below her tongue.

“Wait … ugh … wait …” Madison panted and squirmed. “I’m a … virgin … don’t break my … cherry.” Madison looked down at Brittney’s brown hair bobbing between her legs.

Brittney looked up at her friend, her blue eyes filled with delight. “Really? For a blue-haired senior in high school, you certainly are sheltered.” Brittney’s lips glistened in the iridescent light with Madison’s wetness. She slipped two fingers into Madison as she watched her friend’s facial muscles twitch. “Are you saving yourself for marriage or something? Because I’m sure if you spend time with my brother, he might have other plans.”

“Oh … oh … oh …” Madison felt her orgasm build to a crescendo. Some part of her brain worried that Brittney’s fingers would puncture her hymen, but her most basic impulses were now running the show. She spread her legs further and whimpered out a lovely climax. Through half-closed eyelids she watched Brittney withdraw her fingers and lick them clean. What had Madison gotten herself into? After a minute, she caught her breath. “Not marriage … necessarily. But I … thought … next year in college. Maybe …”

“Girl, I don’t think you’re going to make it college a virgin.” Brittney crawled back up onto the sofa. She leaned in for more kissing.

“Wait.” Madison had never tasted herself before. Truth be told, she wasn’t keen on tasting her own pussy on Brittney’s lips. That seemed a little gross. She put her hands up to hold Brittney back, but wound up getting handfuls of Brittney’s boobs instead. Goodness, Brittney was so busty. Madison folded and let Brittney’s lips meet hers. She tasted tangy, and maybe a bit salty. Not too bad. But, of course, Madison would never taste another woman. That would just be super gross. She melted into the kiss.

Twenty minutes later, Madison found herself on her knees on the floor between Brittney’s legs, lapping away at her friend’s pussy. The whole thing was delightful. How could she have been so wrong? Madison greedily sucked down Brittney’s wetness. As she listened to her friend moan, she knew her walls were crumbling. She was already readying herself for the inevitable, giving her virginity to Daniel.

“Oooohhhhhhh.” Brittney looked down at Madison and they made eye contact. The look in Madison’s blue eyes was disbelief mixed with a deep, deep hunger. Perfection. “Oh, Madison. Oooohhhhhh, you’re going to make me cum.”

The news caused Madison to redouble her efforts. She wanted desperately to please her friend. Or was Brittney her girlfriend now? She didn’t know.

“Lick my … button … yes … like that.” Brittney closed her eyes and gave herself to the waves that washed over her. She had to pull Madison off her after a few seconds, Brittney was too sensitive. The teenagers snuggled together and watched the rest of the movie in the dim light. Neither of them had any idea what was going on with the plot of the film, but they didn’t much care. The sheriff seemed to be losing his battle against the brain worms, but the friends focused instead on their soft warm bodies pressed against each other.

~~

“Thanks for coming in, Mrs. Burns.” Brittney smiled at the tall, brunette woman. Abby Burns was clearly expecting a formal meeting with the principal. Brittney looked her over. She had applied a touch of makeup, and wore an ironed blouse and a long skirt. Her heels clicked on the concrete floor as she entered the supply room.

“I was told to come here.” Abby stopped halfway into the room and looked around her with an eyebrow arched like she didn’t like what she was seeing. When Daniel stepped around her and closed the door, a look of deep disquiet etched itself on her forehead. “Where’s Principal Haskins?” She noticed that the teenage girl held what looked like a ball under a towel in her hands. Abby couldn’t for the life of her figure out what was going on.

“The principal will be here later.” Daniel smiled pleasantly. “She had an emergency with her son.”

“Oh, well, I hope everything’s alright.” Abby bit her bottom lip and looked around the dank room. She knew Ted because he sometimes hung out with Abby’s son, Jeff. She recognized the pair before her too, they were in the same senior class. Betty and Daniel, was it? Something like that.

“Everything’s fine,” Brittney said. “Mrs. Haskins just started something with her son yesterday and she hasn’t been able to pull herself away yet.” Brittney tried not to smirk. She didn’t want to scare this woman away. “She’s taking care of it, and hopefully she should be here soon. I’m Brittney and this is my brother, Danny. And this is a trust building exercise the school is doing with the seniors and a few special parents.”

“What on earth are you talking …?” Abby’s face went slack when Brittney lifted the towel. Brittney held a large, oblong object. It was black with pulsing red lines zigzagging around it. Abby had never seen anything like it. She shivered despite the heat in the room. “What is that?” Looking at the object was like looking at a car crash. Abby was repulsed, but she could not look away.

“How this works …” Daniel put his hand on the erstwhile dreamstone. “… is that we all put our hands on the stone and then you tell us about a present you’re thinking about getting Jeff for graduation. Then we’ll see if we can help.”

The twins exchanged a look. It was a silly story, but it should work. They could feel the power under their fingers, and that alone gave them confidence.

“Well … okay.” Abby took a couple of unsure steps toward the teenagers. The walls of reality seemed so much more flexible than moments before. She walked up to them and put her hand on the object. “It … feels electric.”

“Good, Mrs. Burns.” Brittney put her other hand on top of Abby’s hand and held firm. “Now, what do you want Jeff to have for graduation?”

“Whatever makes him happy.” Abby smiled dreamily. Her body buzzed like she’d had one too many wine spritzers.

“Would you be surprised to learn that you would make him happier than anything else?” Daniel felt the energy surging in the stone. Palmer Mansion liked where this was going.

“Me?” Abby looked up from the glowing object, pulsing red reflected in her blue eyes. “I don’t think an eighteen-year-old wants to spend time with his mother.”

“I can guarantee he wants exactly that, Mrs. Burns.” Brittney squeezed her hand.

“Wants me?” Abby’s legs trembled. Were her panties wet? “What are you talking about?”

“We’re talking about cementing the bond between you.” Daniel pulled his hand from the stone and started taking off his clothes.

“What are you doing, Danny?” Brittney whispered out of the corner of her mouth. Not that it mattered, Abby was standing right there and could hear anything they said. “Just the dreamstone. That’s all we were supposed …” Brittney rolled her eyes as Daniel’s massive dick sprung free. Oh, well. Hopefully the House’s power was strong enough to deal with Abby’s inevitable freak-out.

“Oh, my.” Abby gave a start and stepped back, pulling her hand off the object. “Is … that real? Wait, are you talking about me … and Jeff … in the biblical sense?” It occurred to her that she should be running from the room.

“Yep.” Daniel kicked his pants and underwear away. “And I’m willing to let you practice on me. You know, so that you can get ready for Jeff.”

“You’re insane.” Abby struggled with herself, her body twisted as she tried to move to the door and also get a closer look at the penis in front of her at the same time. “I’m going to tell your parents about this.” But she didn’t sound like she meant it. Her eyes stayed glued to that long, veiny pole. How could a skinny teenager like him be attached to something like that?

“A little help, Brit?” Daniel didn’t want to be the one to bring her over to him. He could tell Abby was on the verge of bolting.

“Fine.” Brittney stepped over to Abby, put her hand on the small of the woman’s back, and walked her gently over to Daniel. She could feel Abby trembling like a frightened mouse. “But I think you’re just being greedy.”

“You can have a turn, too.” Daniel watched as Brittney put her hands on Abby’s shoulders and dropped her gently to her knees.

“I can’t … I won’t touch it.” Abby was transfixed by the massive thing in front of her nose. The siblings ignored her. They were talking about her like a toy they were about to share. Without prompting, she reached her hands out and took hold of the tool. Her insides melted a little when she felt its weight. It would certainly break any woman foolish enough to put it in her vagina. She almost felt sorry for Daniel, he would never know what sex was like. Not truly. Any woman that was brave enough to try him, would struggle mightily.

“Go on, Mrs. Burns. Just suck him already.” Brittney gave Daniel a smile with a bit of mock disgust thrown in. It would be fun to watch this. Maybe they should do this with all the moms going forward.

Abby couldn’t explain why she was doing it. In twenty-two years of marriage, she’d never once thought of infidelity. But she just couldn’t deny Daniel, even with his sister looking on. She opened her mouth wide and slipped him in. Her eyes open, she looked down the long veiny shaft before her. Then she moved her head back and forth, her brown hair falling into her peripheral vision. She found she could only fit in his head, and just barely at that.

“Wow, that is a pretty sight.” Brittney put her hand in Abby’s brown hair and helped with the blowjob. When Abby gagged several times, Brittney eased up a bit. She didn’t want to torture the poor woman.

“Wish you could feel this, Brit.” Daniel looked over at his sister. “Her tongue … on my head …”

“I don’t have a dick, dummy.” Brittney thought about it, and decided she was happy with a pussy, however much Daniel seemed to be enjoying the blowjob.

“But … still …” Daniel zoned out and let Abby work her magic. The blowjob was only about ten percent skill and ninety percent elbow grease, but it worked somehow. He wondered if she ever gave her poor husband oral sex.

About fifteen minutes later, Daniel was ready. “Where … should … I …”

“Cum on her face, Danny.” Brittney let go of Abby’s hair. “She’s probably never done that.”

“Mmmmmppphhhh.” Abby’s eyes went wide, but she continued pumping the penis with her mouth.

“Okay … aaahhhh …” Daniel put his hand where Brittney’s had been, pulled the housewife off his dick, and held her face in front of him.

“Actually … um … we’re at school … maybe you shouldn’t …” Brittney watched as her brother gave his familiar soft grunts. It was too late. Shot after shot of hot, salty cum plastered Abby’s face. Brittney figured the woman’s expertly applied makeup was a goner.

Abby shuddered as a river of cum splattered her. Every time she thought Daniel was done, more came out. It was so hot, and sticky. She knew it was in her hair and dripping down to her well-ironed blouse. How would she ever walk out of the school? The thought of it made her shudder, and then she had the first non-contact orgasm in her life. It so surprised her that she thought she might be having a stroke at first, but then the pleasure overwhelmed her, and she knew these teenagers could do whatever they wanted.

A short time later, Daniel held Abby up in the air, bouncing her on his dick. Either the woman had a remarkably flexible pussy, or the dreamstone had worked some of its magic on her. He hadn’t thought to offer her the deal until after he’d sunk his dick into her, and now it didn’t seem to matter. She had a nice body, with wide hips, and ample boobs already. Dealing with the heat that the deal brought would be an issue anyway. So, Daniel just humped her as is, relishing the way she squealed every time their hips pounded together. It was clear she hadn’t had standing sex before. Daniel thought about Jeff, he was a pretty big guy. Maybe he’d be able to give his mom standing sex. She certainly seemed to enjoy it.

“I really want a turn, Danny.” Brittney stood naked watching them, her right hand massaging her clit.

“About … to … cum …” Daniel would never grow tired of the first time he unloaded in a pussy. It was the beauty of charting unknown waters.

“Uuugghhhhh … mmmeeeee … ssssppppprrrrrmmmmm.” Abby wanted to tell him she couldn’t take his sperm, but the words wouldn’t come out. Instead, she rocketed off on another huge orgasm as his heat filled her. The next few minutes were a daze. She felt herself being put down onto her feet, wobbling on her heels. Then Brittney turned her back to Abby, stuck out her tight, young butt, and put her hands on a shelf. Abby staggered over to her, dropped to her knees, and as if guided by some force, planted her face between the girl’s cheeks. Oh, God, she was licking Brittney’s butt. She shuddered at the thought but didn’t stop.

“Wow, she’s a dirty one.” Daniel leaned against the shelf and watched Jeff’s mom eat ass. He wondered if she’d eat her son’s ass, too. Probably, if she was so gungho about Brittney’s butt. Maybe they’d discovered the woman’s kink.

“That feels … really good … Mrs. Burns.” Brittney wiggled her butt at the woman, enjoying how Abby’s hands clutched at Brittney’s cheeks. “But … I need you … to lick my pussy. Yeeeesssssss.” Brittney cooed as the woman lowered her attack several inches.

The siblings enjoyed Abby for another hour. Then, they toweled her off best they could, dressed, and walked her to the door.

“Now remember, what Jeff wants more than anything is you.” Brittney gave Abby a peck on the cheek.

“And the sooner the better.” Daniel patted her round butt and kissed Abby’s forehead.

“He wants … me.” Abby said uncertainly.

“Right you are.” Brittney opened the door and checked the hall. It was empty.

“Now go get ‘em, tiger.” Daniel slapped her butt again and they sent her on her way. Brittney closed the door again and the twins looked at each other. They burst out laughing.

“That was … amazing,” Daniel said between laughs.

“Totally wild … I want more … more … more.” Brittney’s laughter slowed and she looked at her handsome brother.

“I think we get to have as much as we want.” Daniel leaned in and kissed Brittney. She kissed him back with urgency and locked her arms around his narrow shoulders. They made out in the room for another fifteen minutes before making their way to fifth period. Principal Haskins never made it to school that day, and twins were pretty sure they knew why.

~~

“You’re getting so good at … holding back your orgasm … sweetie.” Erin rocked her hips, grinding them into her son’s hips below. They were in his bedroom and the light was turning golden outside. They’d fucked the day away. They hadn’t even stopped for lunch. Erin had had a few minor orgasms, but the real joy for her was watching the happiness she was able to give her sweet son.

“Thanks … Mom.” Ted’s tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth. His body was so sore, he hadn’t had that much exercise since he’d given up soccer. Maybe not even then. He looked down at his mother’s swollen belly. “I can’t believe … Dad’s baby is in there … and we’re doing this.”

“Um …” Erin kept moving her hips but a slight frown played on her lips. “I … have to tell you something.” She lovingly wiped sweat from Ted’s brow. “It’s not your father’s baby.”

“What?” Ted looked up from her belly into her soft brown eyes. Had she really said what he thought she said? “Who?”

“It’s a long story.” Erin sped up her hips, hoping that her ministrations would lessen the blow of the news. “Daniel Anderson and I had sex.”

“Brittney’s … brother?” Ted knew he felt something weird going on at New Year’s. He waited for anger to surge. The Andersons had claimed his mother. Anger didn’t come. It felt too good to return to the pussy he came from. There was no room for bitter feelings. “Did you … did you have sex with me because … of that?”

“Well … yes … they wanted me to.”

“They?” It was hard to be shocked while your mom rode your dick, but Ted had managed it.

“Yes … Brittney and Daniel.” Erin switched to bouncing on him. She’d gotten the length of her upstroke right so that she was no longer worried about him falling out. “Are you mad?”

Ted watched her heavy breasts swing in counter-circles. “No … no … it’s okay. I guess, if it means we get … to have this …”

“That’s my boy.” Erin reached down and cupped his head, and brought his face up to her boobs. “This is ours, Teddy. We get to have this.”

“Uuuugggghhhhhhh.” Ted erupted inside his mother again. Her body wobbled on top of him. Whatever else there was, that moment was perfection.

And Palmer Mansion agreed. It felt their bond strengthen, and power surged within the old Victorian building.

~~

“Do you feel it, Thomas?” Eloise sat in their living room, enjoying the warmth of the fire. She regarded a particularly elegant stag head that her husband had mounted over the mantle. What had he said? The thing had a ten-point rack? Whatever it was, Frederick had been giddy the day he brought it home.

“I feel it.” Thomas massaged his mother’s cold feet with his hands. There was such tenderness in his touch. “Can I put it inside you yet?”

“Not yet, dearie.” Eloise smiled at him, reached over her swollen belly, and patted his pale, freckled cheek. “Your father is drawn to us like a moth to flame. Let’s meet him at our zenith.”

“Of course.” Thomas couldn’t resist sliding his hand up her exposed calves.

“I said not yet.” Eloise playfully slapped Thomas’s hand away as it moved toward her thigh.

“Yes, Mother.” Thomas moved his hands back down to her feet. “We haven’t been this close in over a century.” He thought about his father reined by the thorns, cursing, and swearing to rid the world of their corruption. What a fool.

“The twins are the key. They’ll carry us over the finish.” Eloise looked back to the stag. The Palmer House would have a new trophy very soon.

~~

“Oh, Jeffery. Ooohhhhhh, my sweet Jeffrey.” Abby leaned over her living room sofa, allowing her eighteen-year-old son access to her special places from behind. Her dress was around her waist and a bewildered and ecstatic expression had fixed itself to her face. Her sweet son wasn’t a freak like the Anderson boy, but he had more down there than his father. And he seemed quite overjoyed at getting to use it on his mother.

“Shit … Mom … I’m gonna cum … again.” Jeff tightened his grip on his mother’s hips. She had a way bigger ass than the girls he’d dated at school, and he gazed at the ripples he created with each slap of his hips.

“Not inside … again … darling.” Abby didn’t try and dislodge him. Her son had already done the deed twice inside her and she was a sloppy mess back there. Her husband had long since had a vasectomy, so it would be very hard to explain to him an unwanted pregnancy.

“A … little … aaahhh … more … doesn’t … matter.” Jeff punctuated each word with violent, claiming thrusts into her pussy.

“Okay.” Abby couldn’t say no. Anyway he was right, what did a little more sperm matter? His little swimmers would either find her egg or they wouldn’t. “Go … ahead … Jeffery.” She was telling her son to seed her. The young man she raised to be a good, caring citizen, was about to pour himself into his own mother. The thought twisted her mind and she trembled out an orgasm, as he grunted his climax behind her.

Abby stayed bent over the sofa for a while, catching her breath. Eventually, she reached behind her and pushed his hips away from her butt. She stood up and pulled her dress back down around her knees. “We need to clean up. I need to pick up your brother and sister. Your father will be home in an hour and I need to have dinner ready.” She bent down and picked up her panties. She felt his hands on her again and she shivered. “No more, Jeffery. We have things to do.”

But five minutes later, she was lying on her back on the living room carpet, her legs spread, and her feet high in the air. Her son pumped again, his hands mauling her breasts through her dress.

“Cumming … again … Mom.” Jeff had somehow found Heaven. His mother was hot and willing. He was almost certainly going to knock her up.

“Yeeessssssssss.” Abby took yet another load deep inside her.

A few minutes later, as she rushed out the door, Abby wondered if this was a rampant fever that would pass, or if this was her life now. She found herself hoping for the later.

~~

Over the next several weeks, Abby and Jeff continued their torrid affair. Unknown to them, they were joined in their illicit bond by mothers and sons all over town. The Anderson twins met with mother after mother in the school supply room. Proper ladies resigned to a boring suburban life walked into that room, and women wakened to their latent desires walked out. The erstwhile dreamstrone cast its thrall over all.

~~

“Pen, are you in here?” Daniel looked in Penelope’s room, but she wasn’t there. He walked down the hall toward Khadra’s room, the steady tick of the hidden clock keeping him company. He put his ear up to Khadra’s door and heard womanly grunting. Daniel didn’t mind interrupting the small, dark woman when she played with herself. He’d walked in on her with an enormous dildo more than once. He opened the door. “Hey, Khadra have you seen …” He stopped in his tracks.

On Khadra’s bed, Penelope sat on top of the smaller woman, undulating her hips. Their legs were locked together, and their pussies rubbed as the sweaty women made little grunting cries of pleasure. Daniel admired the way Khadra’s dark skin contrasted with Penelope’s paleness. He hadn’t known they were doing it.

“Hello.” Daniel closed the door behind him hard, so the slam reverberated around the room.

“Oh … hello … Danny.” Penelope looked over at the young man, her blond hair wet and plastered to her forehead. “We … um … well, we …” She looked back down at Khadra’s large boobs swaying on her chest. Her eyes went up to the woman’s pretty face, and the look of deep longing in her dark eyes. What a revelation to make another woman look like that.

“I can see what you’re doing.” Daniel watched Penelope’s ass shake and the two pregnant bellies knock together. "I’ve got Brad on hold. He called my cell because you weren’t answering.” Daniel held up his phone for them to see. “You want to talk to him?”

“No.” Penelope laughed.

Khadra looked over at the phone, her head ever so slightly bouncing on the mattress. She picked up Penelope’s laugh and together the two women filled the room with sweet, jingling merriment. Penelope’s hips didn’t falter. Khadra put her hands on Penelope’s ass and pulled them even tighter together.

“Okay.” Daniel started laughing, too. “That was a dumb question, I guess.” Still chuckling, he left the room and told his brother that Penelope was busy.

~~

More weeks passed and the snows melted. The weather warmed. And bellies grew.

Julie knocked on her son’s door and let herself in. She found him bent over his desk, working hard at his homework. A smile crept across her lips. “I’m so proud of you that you’re still keeping up with your schoolwork, despite all the … distractions.”

“Oh, hi, Mom.” Daniel looked up with bleary eyes. “The struggle is real.” He looked her up and down. She was really getting big now, her breasts and belly caused Julie’s maternity dress to billow around her. “I could use a break, though.”

“I bet you could.” Julie walked over to him, spun his chair toward her, and climbed onto his lap. She reached under her and lowered his pants. “There’s my big guy.” She pulled her dress up a little, and slid him home. “That’s nice.”

“Should we still be doing this … with … you know?” Daniel placed his hands on her round belly.

“It won’t hurt the baby.” Julie rocked her hips.

“My baby.” Daniel still had a hard time wrapping his head around all his progeny that would arrive soon.

“That’s right, sweetie.” Julie trembled. “Ooooohhhhhhh.” She came so quickly every time with Daniel. Her mind wandered in its little slice of Heaven, and then came back to the room. She bounced on his lap.

“Is Dad coming home?” Daniel didn’t think he wanted his father back at Palmer Mansion. He loved the guy, but there was no place for him anymore.

“He … ugh … feels he needs more time … at his sister’s.” Julie reached down, took Daniel’s hands, and placed them on her boobs. He squeezed and she cooed. “I think it’s for … the best … don’t you?”

“Yeah.” Daniel looked up into her perfect face, her jaw tight as she worked through little shocks of pleasure. He pushed up against her tits and admired their weight. They got bigger by the day. “I like that it’s just me and the women.”

“I like that too, Danny.” Julie could feel another orgasm approaching. “I’m going to … ugh … have so many grandchildren.”

“You’ve got one in your belly right now.” He slapped a heavy boob and watched it shake under her dress.

“Oh … it’s true. I’m such a … bad wife … ooooohhhhhhhhh.” Julie screamed as she came.

“But you’re the perfect mom.” Daniel moved his hands down to her ass. Her hips had stopped with her orgasm and he smacked her butt to get them moving again. “You’re the best mom in the whole world.”

“Thank … you … sweetie.” Julie rode him again after a second slap got her attention. And Daniel was the best son in the world. He gave her everything. Even if not that long ago, she hadn’t even known that she wanted it.

 

Chapter 26

“We are ascendant.” Eloise sat in the locked room, holding a crystal tumbler with sloshing amber liquid. Frederick would have been better off poisoning her, she mused. If he hadn’t been pulled by his grandiosity to make a show with the clock, Eloise wouldn’t have been sitting in his despicable lair all those decades later to toast to his imminent demise. “To your father. May he rot in Heaven.”

“Hear, hear.” Thomas smiled at his mother and clanked his crystal glass against hers. “But Mother, should you be drinking in your condition?” He nodded at her pregnant belly where his baby perpetually readied itself for the world. “You know what the living say about alcohol.” He arched one of his red eyebrows, making his freckled face seem even more boyish than his nineteen years. Of course, he had been nineteen for a long time. He had settled into an infinite youth.

Eloise let her bright laugh fill the drab space. She looked up at the dead bear and laughed harder. Mother and son laughed together for a good long while. Victory was just around the corner, and it tasted ever so sweet. Eventually they calmed down. “Some twenty-two mothers have taken the step we did all those years ago. All of them within a few miles of here.”

“That many?” Thomas smiled, thinking of the surprise and ecstasy that must be written on the faces of all those young men. He remembered well the first time his mother took him into her bed. It was the zenith of his life and afterlife. He envied all those young men their first time. As sweet as that apple was, nothing beat that first bite.

“Indeed.” Eloise took a sip of her whisky. “We should strike while the iron’s hot. We need to bring your father back to the house.”

“The old man is confused. He’s lost. What would bring him here?” Thomas was genuinely curious. His mother so rarely shared her plans, it seemed he was finally being treated like a man.

“Love would be the leash that leads most men. But not him. Every time you and I share our special bond, his rage and jealously roams boundless.” Eloise regarded Thomas. He looked very much like his father, but for his complexion.

“Our love begets his hate.” Thomas paused. “Will that make him too strong?”

“It will give him focus but not strength. Our power is now at least his equal.”

“Is it time for you and I to …” Thomas looked at her hopefully.

“Almost, dearie.” Eloise leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. “Power flows into this house and may now bind Him and Frederick. Only a few more hours, I think.”

~~

Madison trembled as she followed Brittney and Daniel up their front walk. This was a big day. She just knew she was going to lose her virginity to Daniel. She wasn’t sure how he was going to fit inside her, but they were going to make it work.

The next hour was a whirlwind for the three eighteen-year-olds. Daniel had asked a question Madison had barely heard. She had said yes. He then tossed her in a cold shower. My how her body had burned. Madison had thought she’d actually caught fire. And when she exited the icy water, her body had become more womanly. It was the most twisted of miracles. He led her to Brittney’s room, where she rode Daniel with complete joy on Brittney’s bed, her blue hair bouncing up and down. Orgasms rolled through her body unlike any she’d had before. These were deeper and overpowering. During her lucid moments, Madison would look up at Brittney who stood by one of the windows and she would smile at the twin. Brittney would smile back, her hand working frantically under her skirt.

“Oh, Danny … I’m gonna … again …” Madison increased her pace.

Something caught Brittney’s eye out in the garden, and she looked away from her brother and Madison down to the rosebush. “Eloise is outside in the weeds, Danny. And she’s doing it … with her son.” As she said those words, the house gave a sudden shudder. The windows all rattled. Normally, watching a son and mother do it doggystyle would have excited Brittney, even if they were phantoms. But Brittney felt her pussy dry up. Something was wrong.

Madison and Daniel barely heard Brittney. They went right on humping. Madison bounced so hard her knees lifted off the blanket on every upstroke.

The house shook again, and dust settled from the rafters of the tower room around them. Brittney thought she could hear heavy footsteps. A deep chill settled inside her. Something was very wrong.

~~

“Is he … ugh … here, Mother?” Thomas humped Eloise’s round rump with great, long strokes. He hadn’t had a chance to mate his mother since they were first seducing the Andersons. It was always spectacular taking her with his baby in her belly, regardless of the situation.

“Yes … he’s coming …” Eloise shuddered as her son’s bludgeon savaged her. “Keep … going … when he gets close … we’ll open the rosebush.” They would have to be careful not to be swallowed by their prison as they disposed of Frederick. “Hump me … Thomas … destroy my crinkum crankum.”

~~

A loud bang sounded at the door. Madison’s hips finally went still. “What was that?” Madison covered her now large boobs with her arm and looked at Brittney’s door with wide eyes. She still sat astride Daniel, sweat trickling down her back and chest.

“Brit?” Daniel was suddenly paralyzed with fear. “What’s that?” But deep inside, Daniel knew what it was.

The door burst open, and in strode Frederick. He wore formal tails and a top hat. The occasion clearly called for his best. His mustache and eyes were at their deepest black, and his mouth was set in a thin line of determination. “She plans a deception. But her attempt to draw me out has only made me stronger.”

“Wait, wait, wait.” Madison still sat on Daniel as that strange, violent looking man descended upon her. Daniel’s penis was snug inside her, until it wasn’t, and she was weaving up in the air. The man had grabbed her by her hair and held her aloft.

“You are not the fornicator I want.” Frederick tossed the teenager aside.

Madison, naked and terrified, tumbled into a nook beside Brittney’s dresser and lay still.

“You.” Frederick looked down at Daniel. “I only ever wanted to save the likes of you. Your soul is now stained with her corruption. I am sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner. But there are others to save.” Frederick reached down and lifted Daniel from the bed by his right shoulder. The clavicle on that side gave an audible pop as it broke. Frederick looked down at the deflating penis on the lad. “Your disgusting slug was only used for evil ends. After my task is done, maybe He will forgive you.”

Daniel grunted in pain as his shoulder caved in. “Get off …” He struggled against the phantom, but for all his strength he couldn’t pry those frigid fingers off his naked flesh.

“Let him go!” Brittney charged Frederick, but the man lifted her by her brown hair and looked into her face with cruel indifference. Brittney kicked at the air, swaying next to her brother.

“It was smart of my wife to use twins for her villainy.” Frederick lifted Brittney higher to get a good look at her. He could smell her wanton corruption in the air and on her fingers. “I gifted my wife the binary ring on our wedding as a symbol of what two could accomplish together. I thought we were headed for greatness. But instead, we trod separate paths.” Frederick carried the twins out of the tower and down the stairs.

“Let them go.” Penelope charged Frederick swinging a broom like a club. On her heels, Khadra ran right behind her.

“Darkness.” Frederick swung Daniel’s limp body at Penelope and sent her careening into the hallway wall. He then used Daniel as a weapon again, and sent Khadra to the other wall. Both women slumped to the floor. “You all incubate such darkness. And you would spread it through the world. I will come back and deal with you in a moment’s time.” Frederick walked on and descended the main stairs. Both twins hung limply from his hands now. He held them out before him like removing mice from the pantry.

“What have you done?” Julie stood in shock looking up the stairs as that large devil carried her children like rag dolls. “Let them go.”

“Kindly step aside, madame.” Frederick arrived at the bottom of the stairs and kept walking right up to the matriarch. “You’ve all been tainted. I cannot save you. But I can save the world.” When Julie stood her ground, Frederick used her daughter’s unconscious body to swat her aside.

Julie rolled to the side of the entryway and cradled her swollen belly. She prayed for the baby and slowly stood. Limping after Frederick, Julie would do whatever she could to stop him. She watched him turn left outside the front door and hurried after.

“Still rutting like a bitch, darling?” Frederick was in sight of his wife and son now. He marched through the high weeds and stopped about fifteen feet from them. The rosebush was right behind them. “Such a facile plan befitting a sow of your order.”

“Get off me, Thomas.” Eloise reached back and pushed her son’s hips, dislodging him from inside her. She stood, her pale, freckled skin glistening in the sun. She put both hands on her belly protectively. “Leave them out of this, Frederick.”

Beside Eloise, Thomas pulled up his trousers and tightened his suspenders. “What should we do, Mother?”

“Patience,” Eloise said to her son. “Did you hurt the Andersons, Frederick?”

“I hurt them less so than you did.” Frederick held up the twins like prized trophies, both hanging limp from his hands. Brittney, fully dressed, and Daniel naked. Daniel looked exceedingly vulnerable as his slack, skinny form swayed with Frederick’s movements. “You have stained them. Even He cannot undo your work.”

“That’s because He is almost as impotent as you.” Eloise sighed. She leaned in toward Thomas. “I’m going to have to drag him in, dearie. Make sure the twins are safe,” she whispered.

“But Mother –” Thomas looked at her with wide eyes.

“Keep that stiff upper lip, Thomas.” Behind Eloise the rosebush unfurled, vines spreading out like tentacles, deep red flowers trembling.

Julie came to a stop ten feet behind Frederick. She gawked in awe at the pregnant, naked woman with writhing vines behind her. “Let my children go,” she screamed.

“Not today,” Frederick snorted and stole a quick glance back at Julie. She was alone, and worth little to no attention. He turned back to his wife. “Step back into that prison you created and I won’t harm the Andersons. Defy me, and I will do the Lord’s work and purge your darkness from them.”

“If He is so powerful, why does he not come for me Himself?” Eloise took a step toward Frederick.

“Why is your angel not here with you?” Frederick eyed her with suspicion. “Take no more steps toward me, woman.”

Thomas moved off to the side, circling his father. To Thomas’s side now, the bush extended to a great height, its thorns sharp and ready.

“It seems we are agents of greater, or lesser, things.” Eloise broke into a run. “Your master would maim and destroy to enforce His rules. Freedom is not darkness. Tyranny spreads a boundless shade.” She didn’t give Frederick an opportunity to reply. She jumped through the air, her belly and breasts briefly defying gravity as she arced down toward her husband. The binary diamonds on her ring glittered with swift movement.

Frederick needed his hands. He dropped the twins into the weeds and reached up to tangle with his wife. A loud smash shook the house and reverberated back to them from the woods as the phantoms collided. The tall, immaculate man in his dark suit, and the shorter, wild woman wrestled to the ground. He held her wrists firm, but their strength seemed evenly matched. They rolled a few feet toward the rosebush. The waving vines shivered and shook at their approach.

Seeing her opportunity, Julie raced forward, cradling her belly as she ran. She still prayed for the baby inside, and also for the twins. She saw Thomas move for Daniel, so Julie swerved left to grab Brittney. The long dead husband and wife grunted and hissed at each other as they fought in the weeds. Julie ignored them, and grabbed her unconscious daughter under her arms and pulled her away. When she’d gone about ten feet, Julie sat in on the ground and pulled Brittney into her lap.

Brittney’s blue eyes fluttered open. She looked up into her mother’s frightened eyes. “What happened?”

“Frederick,” Julie whispered. She looked up at the struggling couple as a deep yell filled the air. One of the vines had Frederick by the ankle. The vine steadily dragged Eloise and Frederick closer to the bush.

Brittney looked over just as Thomas dropped Daniel next to Julie.

“I’m coming, Mother!” Thomas ran over to the struggling couple.

“Danny?” Julie pulled Daniel into her lap next to his sister and she was relieved to see him open his eyes and look around.

“Mom?” Daniel heard the fight and looked toward the writhing rose vines. “They’re going to imprison Frederick,” he croaked. But then Eloise gave out a scream. He saw a vine cinch around her arm. Crimson droplets ran from the plant’s embrace. “Eloise!” Daniel tried to get up, but his mother held him to her bosom. His left shoulder surged with pain.

“Stay back, Thomas,” Eloise hissed between gritted teeth. The Palmers were moving faster toward the cage as more vines wrapped around their bodies, digging in with thorns.

“No, Mother.” Thomas dropped to his knees next to his parents and tried to pry the vines off Eloise. But in seconds, he too was brought into the rose’s embrace. The vines lifted all three into the air.

“You cannot stop Him,” Frederick bellowed.

Thomas reached for his mother’s hand and wrenched it away from Frederick. Son held tightly to mother.

“Goodbye, dearies.” Eloise, her face beautiful, poised, and calm, caught Daniel’s eye. She gave a brief sad smile, and was gone.

The rosebush swallowed all three Palmers, folded in on itself, and returned to normal. A silence fell over the yard.

“I … I …” Julie looked for the right thing to say. Her chest rose and fell, adrenaline coursing through her. “I don’t want either of you ever going near those roses.”

“Yes, Mom.” Brittney pushed herself deeper into her mother’s lap.

Daniel said nothing. He just stared at where Eloise had been with his mouth hanging open.

~~

The house was quiet over the next few weeks. Julie, Penelope, and Khadra continued to grow, their babies healthy despite their run-ins with Frederick. Daniel wore his left arm in a sling while he healed.

Brittney’s belly began to swell as the weather warmed. One day she came home with the happy news that she was having twins.

It took Madison a long time to brave the house again, but eventually she returned.

“Ooooohhhhhhh … Danny … I can’t believe it fits.” Madison lay on her stomach, letting her new boyfriend do the work. Her large breasts pushed into Daniel’s mattress as he found a rhythm behind her. Madison felt a sudden sense of panic. The last time Daniel was inside her had ended with trauma for all of them. “That … ugh … horrible man is really gone?”

“Yeah … don’t worry …” Daniel inched himself into Madison’s pussy. “He’s gone.” And so was Eloise. No one at the house had heard a peep from any of the apparitions since the day the rosebush had swallowed the Palmers.

“Oh, no. You’re so deep.” Madison kicked the mattress with both feet has she felt Daniel’s cock push something out of the way inside her. Soon, she had no room in her mind to think about Frederick Palmer or anyone else for that matter. It was simply a rolling chorus of orgasms for the afternoon.

“Gonna … cum …” Daniel took a fistful of blue hair and pulled Madison’s head so that she was looking straight ahead, her hands gripped the blanket in front of her.

“Wait … wait …” Madison shrieked out one last orgasm thinking about her friend’s swelling belly. Brittney’s own brother had knocked her up, and now Madison was about to accept the very same cum that had done the deed. That idea gave her the best orgasm of the day as she felt his heat fill her womb.

Ever the gentleman, Daniel helped her shower. To show her appreciation, Madison blew him as warm water cascaded all around them. She sputtered and sucked down part of his load, spitting the rest down the drain. It was the first time she’d ever tried to swallow. She knew he’d give her more practice. They then dressed, and Daniel walked her down to the front door.

“When can I see you … and Brittney … again?” Madison stopped in the entry room and gave Daniel an impromptu peck on the cheek.

“Maybe on Friday –” Daniel was interrupted by Julie coming out of the kitchen.

“Cookies? I meant to get them to you before you were leaving, Madison. Sorry.” Julie stood naked, her ripe body curving every which way. She held a tray of chocolate chip cookies in front of her.

Madison’s eyes bulged as she ogled the pregnant woman. Madison stared at fertility personified. She looked at the heavy boobs pressing themselves to the round belly. The nipples and areolas were so dark, and Madison could see the crisscross of blue veins under Julie’s pale skin. She realized she was staring, but couldn’t help herself.

“I asked my mom to walk around naked most of the time,” Daniel said matter-of-factly. “It’s not so cold with spring here. My dad’s not around. And it makes things easier.”

Madison looked down at Daniel’s pants and saw him hardening at the sight of his mother. A brief hit of jealousy swept over her.

“Oh, I’m no competition, you pretty little thing.” Julie walked over, her breasts jiggling the whole way. “I’m happy Danny’s found a girl his own age.”

“Oh, good.” Madison said dumbly. She took a cookie and didn’t mention that Brittney was his own age. Exactly his own age. Maybe Julie meant that he’d found someone his own age that he wasn’t related to. Goodness, when had Madison accepted that her new boyfriend and girlfriend were sex gods, and they slept with whoever they wanted?

“Did I hear something about cookies?” Penelope walked down the hall from the library, behind them. She too was full, round, and naked. She walked over and took a cookie from the tray and happily munched it. “I’m going to call Brad and see if he got the papers. Want to listen in on the call?” She looked over at Madison, smiled, and took another bite of cookie. “Unless you’re busy with your friend.”

“My girlfriend,” Daniel corrected. “Madison was just leaving.” Daniel walked Madison to the door.

“Cookies?” Khadra poked her head out of the main living room and jogged down to Julie and the cookie tray. She was also naked, not even wearing her hijab. She grabbed a cookie and munched along with Penelope.

“Wow.” Madison had known about all the women, but it was another thing to see them congregating by the front door. All pregnant and eating cookies. She took in Khadra’s dark skin and black nipples. She’d never seen a black woman naked before.

“I’ll see you at school tomorrow, Maddy.” Daniel gave Madison a pat on her firm butt through her skirt. “And you can come over on Friday. Brittney will be here, too.”

“Okay.” Madison leaned in, gave Daniel a long kiss, and then opened the door. With one last look at those soft, round women, Madison headed down the front walk to her car. “Bye,” she said over her shoulder. She felt elated and out-of-sorts at the same time. She knew she had a ton of Daniel’s stuff still deep inside her, and it was a thrill to take it with her as she headed home.

“Bye.” Daniel waved at Madison’s back and closed the door.

~~

“You got the papers, then?” There was silence as Penelope listened to her soon-to-be ex-husband on the phone. “I’m sorry … Brad.” Penelope moved slowly up and down on Daniel’s lap, feeling his long, thick cock spread her pussy. She held her phone with her right hand and her left boob with her left hand, looking down into Daniel’s happy eyes. “It’s just … not going to work.” She listened for a while, undulating her hips. She had married Brad with such hope and optimism in her heart. It was hard to imagine how wrong she’d been. But that moribund marriage had led her to Daniel, so it had all worked out in the end.

“How’s he taking it?” Daniel whispered. He tried not to smile. It was a somber occasion.

Penelope held the phone away from her face. “Not well,” she whispered back. She put the phone back up to her ear. “Yes … I … ugh …” Penelope rolled her eyes as Daniel hit a sweet spot inside her. She would have to end the call soon. “I’ll continue to … stay … with your mother.” She listened for a while. “Well you can … work that out with her. I have to go now … Brad. I’ll talk to you later.” Penelope disconnected the phone abruptly. “He didn’t want me to stay here.”

Listening to Penelope divorce his brother was too much. Daniel gripped her hips tighter and let out a series of low grunts.

“Yes … yes … fill me.” Penelope leaned back, looking up at the ceiling. She would never get enough of Daniel’s cock. She screamed out her orgasm right along with him, her phone dropped beside her leg, completely forgotten.

When she’d finally taken his seed, Penelope rolled off Daniel awkwardly and lay next to him. She rubbed her sweaty, round belly. “What about your dad?”

“What about him?” Daniel looked over at her pregnant beauty.

“When he comes back from his vacation …” She waved her hand above their nakedness. “Poof. No more of this. He’ll catch on eventually, Danny.”

“Well … I don’t know.” Daniel shrugged.

They lay quietly for a minute as Penelope worked out a plan in her head. She’d take the dreamstone on a road trip. She knew what the twins had done with it. She could use it on Daniel’s aunt and push her to seduce George. Maybe even get her to force George to confess his infidelity. “I’m going to go on a little vacation this weekend.”

“Aren’t you a little … um … big for a vacation right now?”

“Shut up, Danny.” Penelope smiled at him. “I am perfectly dainty. Now get over her, I can’t seem to move from my back. I need more.”

Daniel smiled back at her and obediently climbed between her legs. He shoved himself back inside her.

~~

A few weeks later, Julie was taking care of Daniel on their bed in the master bedroom. One of his enormous balls was in her mouth while she jerked him. From her bedside table, her phone rang. She awkwardly crawled to the phone, her belly dragging on the sheets. “It’s your father.” She put a finger to her lips to quiet Daniel, and then answered. “Hello, dear.”

Daniel crawled over to his mother, positioned his head under her enormous left boob and clamped his lips to her distended nipple. He drank her milk while she made small talk with his father.

After a few minutes, he felt a hand on his cock. Daniel looked down to see his sister sitting cross-legged next to him, pumping his long cock. She mouthed “Dad?” to him, and Daniel nodded.

“Wait, what did you just say, George?” Julie’s tone shifted from light and casual to something a good deal darker.

The twins looked at each other. Brittney continued to stroke Daniel, despite the turn from their mother.

Julie sat up straighter in bed, gave her eighteen-year-olds a stern look like they ought to find another time to pleasure each other like monkeys, and focused on her call. “With your sister? That’s … that’s … if that’s true, why are you even telling me?”

Brittney dropped her mouth down to Daniel’s bloated cockhead. Was their father sleeping with their aunt? If that was true, the thought of it certainly turned Brittney on. And judging from the way Daniel’s dick throbbed, he liked it, too.

“Well … I … I never imagined you …” Julie dropped the phone. “He hung up.” She watched her sweet daughter blow her son. “Your father isn’t coming back home.”

“Is he fucking Aunt Becky?” Daniel patted her thigh.

“I can’t believe it. He is.” Julie crawled to the middle of the bed and turned herself over onto her back. Sometimes she felt like a beached whale in her current condition. “I need you inside me, sweetie. I need it now.” What better way to get back at that philandering fool than to hump her own son?

“Okay.” Daniel pulled the slurping Brittney off him and moved in between his mother’s legs. He lined himself up and slipped right in.

“Do you think the house made him do it?” Brittney climbed next to Julie, lowered her mouth, and held her mother’s right boob with both hands. “I mean, that’s pretty crazy that Dad would … you know …” She tightened her lips around Julie’s nipple and drank from her mother.

“I … ugh … ugh … don’t know.” Julie’s pussy welcomed that long penis home. “It doesn’t seem the house … has much power … anymore.”

“The house still has … power … in the dreamstone.” Daniel smashed his mother’s butt and hips deep into the mattress with each thrust.

“It does … oh … Danny … Brit … you two … are going to make …” Julie screamed out her happiness as Daniel rooted out her pussy and Brittney drank her milk.

~~

In the early summer, Julie was the first woman at Palmer Mansion to give birth. Penelope, Khadra, Brittney, and Daniel were all there in the hospital as the Andersons welcomed a baby girl into the world. They named her Eloise.

Julie and baby Eloise had just returned from the hospital when Penelope went into labor. She gave birth to a baby boy, Christopher. A few weeks later, it was Khadra’s turn to birth a baby girl, Yasmiin. Soon, Palmer Mansion was full of crying, fussing, and the comforting shushing of mothers.

Despite her swollen belly, Brittney worked hard and finished her senior year. On graduation day, she walked up to get her diploma from Erin, her twin by her side.

Daniel gave Erin’s butt a little smack when Erin handed him his diploma. He didn’t much care if anyone saw him. He knew he wasn’t going to see Erin as much anymore with school out, but he figured her son would keep her busy.

Madison cheered her boyfriend and girlfriend from further back in line.

~~

“Who’s watching baby Eloise?” Daniel turned away from his computer when his mother entered his room. He’d just sent an email informing his would-be college he wasn’t going to attend that year. Brittney had done the same thing a few days earlier.

“Khadra has her.” Julie closed Daniel’s door behind her and walked into the room. “Yasmiin is napping, so she’s feeding Ellie for me.”

“Great.” Daniel eyed his mother. She was naked, as she was most of the time when home. She seemed to be getting back in shape quickly. “What’s up?”

“You’ve been very patient with me, sweetie.” Julie stopped next to Daniel’s desk and played with his blond hair. “I know you need lots of … exercise. And I’ve been so busy with the babies.”

“It’s okay, Mom. Brittney, Madison, and Mrs. Haskins have all helped out.” Daniel reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a small box.

“When is Erin’s baby due?” Julie bent at the waist and bit his ear gently. She was aware of her heavy tits hanging and swaying below her.

“Soon, she looks like she’s ready to pop for sure.” Daniel opened the box. Five rings rested on velvet inside. Each was wrought from platinum with a single, black stone set on them. The black stones each had a vein in them that pulsed scarlet with the beat of a human heart. “I had them made specially. I chipped pieces off the dreamstone and polished for hours.”

“I don’t understand?” Julie looked quizzically into Daniel’s eyes.

“You’re still wearing Dad’s ring. Take it off.” Daniel watched as she straightened and then worked the diamond ring off her finger. “Put this on.” He handed her the first ring in the box.

“Shouldn’t you be on one knee?” Julie smiled with the joke, but she could see he was serious. She put George’s ring on the desk and took the new ring from Daniel’s palm. It had a heat to it in her fingers. She slipped it on her ring finger and held her hand out to Daniel. “Thank you, pumpkin. How does it look?”

“Perfect, Mom.” Daniel pulled down his pants and underwear. His dick sprung up in the air. “Are you ready to … um … have sex again?”

“Yes.” Julie nodded, still smiling, and climbed onto his lap. “Do you want my butt or my pussy, sweetie?”

“Pussy, please.”

“You want to put another baby in your mother, huh?” Julie reached under her and guided his thick pole inside her. “Ugggghhhhhh.” She’d almost forgotten how good it felt.

“I guess so.” Daniel buried his face in her tits, and held tightly to her wide hips.

“This ring doesn’t … ugh … mean I’m your wife, Danny.” Julie got into a good rhythm. She could already feel her first orgasm building. “I’m … still your mother.”

“I … know.” Daniel’s voice was muffled by Julie’s boobs. “It’s more like … a promise ring.”

“What are you … ah … ah … ah … promising?” Julie could feel the crest of her climax approaching.

“To keep fucking you … Mom.”

“That … is … a … good … promise.” With the last word she ground her hips down on him and let out a shriek. Such pleasure hadn’t existed before her son first put his monstrous thing inside her. Now she wondered how she’d ever lived without it.

About a half hour later, Daniel emptied his balls inside of Julie. And then two more times after that. By the time they were done, Julie was a whimpering, sweaty, cum-covered mess laying on Daniel’s bed. She’d have to clean his sheets later, but no rush. He didn’t sleep in his room anymore. He and Brittney were in Julie’s bed every night.

~~

“Hey, Brit. I want you to have this.” Daniel lay next to his sister in her bed in the tower room. Golden sunshine streamed through the western windows. They were basking in the afterglow, both with their heads on Brittney’s pillow. Daniel held out his hand, admiring the way Brittney’s chest still heaved, her boobs hanging to the sides, and her belly sticking up like some hill to conquer.

“What’s this?” Brittney took the ring from Daniel’s hand. She held it up above her sweaty face and examined the black stone setting. “I’m not going to marry you, dufus.”

They laughed together at that.

“It’s just a gift. Put it on.” Daniel watched her slip it onto her right hand. He didn’t mind if she didn’t want people thinking she was someone’s wife.

“It feels warm.” Brittney held her right hand up and admired the soft, pulsing red. “I like it. Thanks, Danny.”

“Sure thing.” He put his hand on her right breast and squeezed. “Want to go again?”

Brittney nodded enthusiastically.

~~

“But we don’t wear wedding rings in my culture?” Khadra was on her knees between Daniel’s legs when he presented her with her ring.

“We’re not exactly getting married.” Daniel watched her bite her bottom lip and slip the ring onto her left hand. He didn’t mention that she hadn’t been wearing her hijab much anymore either.

“Oh, it feels … nice.” Khadra had to tilt her head to the side to look around Daniel’s massive penis up to his blue eyes. “Thank you, Daniel.”

“You’re welcome.” Daniel offered a sweet smile. Somewhere in the house, Daniel heard a baby cry. Listening to the noise, he realized it had been a long time since he’d heard the mysterious clock ticking. “Is that Yasmiin? Do you have to go?”

“It’s okay. Penelope is watching her.” Khadra smiled at the miracle of this goofy teenager and how he’d changed her. “I want to make you happy. What can I do?”

“In that case, climb on.” Daniel gave her his hand and pulled her onto his lap.

~~

“Oh, it’s beautiful, Danny,” Penelope gushed as she held her new ring up to the light. She tossed Brad’s ring toward the trashcan, but missed and it clanked into a corner. “Does this mean …?” She smiled her thousand-watt smile at him.

“I’m only eighteen. Too young to get married.” Daniel wondered at the situation. Penelope was naked, bouncing up and down for joy next to him, her boobs shaking, and Daniel was turning her down. Before Palmer Mansion, he never would have believed he’d witness any part of that.

“You don’t want to be my husband?” Penelope stopped bouncing and frowned at him. “I thought …”

“I want you to … um …” Daniel hadn’t thought she would take this so badly. “I want you to be my secret wife. Okay?”

Penelope’s smile returned. “I understand. The world isn’t quite ready for Daniel and his wives.” She hopped onto Daniel’s bed and got on all fours. She brushed her blond hair aside and looked back at him over his shoulder. “Well, what are you waiting for? It’s time to secretly consummate our secret marriage.” She trembled with anticipation as the mattress depressed behind her with his weight.

“Will you be a good secret wife?” Daniel got behind her, his dick hard as steel. He couldn’t wipe the grin off his face as he gave her pale butt a smack.

“Oh,” Penelope yelped. “I’ll be your good secret wife. I’ll make you so many babies. Ooohhhhhhh.” Her eyes glazed over as he entered her. Her shoulders dropped and she fell to her elbows. “So … many … babies.” She was already cumming.

~~

Daniel walked out in the garden around the side of the house on a hot summer day. The insects buzzed and the world around him was an intense green. The rosebush looked healthy and happy. Red roses bloomed all over the thing.

Whatever magic the thing had seemed to be dormant now. But Daniel didn’t want to get too close. The women were all inside the house, getting ready for Madison’s going away party. She’d be leaving for college soon. Daniel had invited all the mothers that had visited him and Brittney in the school supply room. And their families too, of course. He thought, if Eloise could see the party from where she was, it would make her happy.

“I guess I’m secret married now.” He took a deep breath and slipped the fifth ring onto his finger. It did feel nice and warm. Like a cozy bed on a cold night. “I …” Daniel didn’t know if she could hear him. Or if maybe Day Star could. “I just wanted to say thank you.”

A breeze blew past the house and a single rose fell off the bush. Daniel thought about walking over to pick it up, but remembered how the thing had swallowed the Palmers.

“Okay, bye.” Daniel turned and walked back toward the front door. He needed to help his women with their preparations. He really was looking forward to the party. Daniel knew he had all sorts of things to look forward to. Behind him the rosebush shook in the breeze. Next to him, the house stood as it had for over a hundred years.

The End

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