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Subject: {ASSM} Coming For My Girls (MF+ ESP rape)
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Author: Sterling
Title: Coming For My Girls
Summary: Girls feel a particular man's own sexual pleasure
directly, but amplified.
Keywords: MF+ ESP SciFi rape(unusual)

NOTICE:  This story contains explicit sex.
 
First posted 10/3/2009, new header added 8/24/2010.
 
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Coming For My Girls

In high school I had a couple of girlfriends, but nothing that
lasted very long.  In college I had a couple brief hook-ups, and
then I met Mindy.  We really seemed to hit it off.  We had some
long talks over a couple days, then we slept together.  And we
both felt this wasn't going to be just a hook-up.  We did it
almost every day at first, then less often until a month passed.
Discussing our sexual histories, we found we had both used
condoms religiously in our past experiences.  She suggested going
on the pill and doing away with the condoms so our sex could be
more spontaneous.  The first time we did it that way was extra
special.  I had loved sex before, but the immediacy of the
texture of her vagina against my skin made it feel much better,
more personal.

We had experimented with a few different positions, but we had
settled down to a common pattern.  After foreplay she mounted me
and after some modest time thrusting against me she would have a
full, satisfying orgasm.  I might start thrusting wildly just as
she came and come a few seconds later, but usually we turned over
and did it missionary style.  I loved being able to look down at
her, at my penis thrusting in and out of her.  For the moment she
was mine, and I chose the exact rhythm and depth and speed I
wanted, and she loved it all, though she never came that way.

The second time we did it without a condom things got strange. 
She seemed especially excited from the start, even more when I
was on top, and when I had my orgasm inside her, she screamed
with pleasure.  It was great for me, and she was gasping from the
intensity of what she had felt.  She looked a little thoughtful
once her ecstasy had passed.

It was pretty late, and our pattern was to go straight from
afterglow to sleep.  But just as I was drifting off, maybe half
an hour later, she started kissing my neck and ear, fondling my
chest, moving to thighs, testicles, penis.  I rapidly got hard. 
I started running my hands over her, but she said she was ready.
She wanted me to take her from the rear.  This position had been
more my favorite than hers, so as we got into position I asked
what was going on.  Was she going to ask some big favor of me or
break some bad news?  She said No, no, just do it.  So I slid in
and started back and forth rather sedately, because that was what
had made this position most tolerable to her.  But she said
"Faster, deeper!", and I started doing more of that, still
careful of her reaction.   She said "Just let go, do me like an
animal!"  I finally believed her, and started on long, slow, very
deep strokes, but sped up, faster and faster, deeper and deeper,
not thinking about Mindy as a person, just as an ass, grabbing
that ass roughly with my hands, pounding as deep and hard as I
could.  It was such a release to just abandon myself to my basest
instincts.  It was almost violent.  And before long I felt the
orgasm building and rammed deep into her cunt, exploding semen
inside her, at which point she squeezed me tight with her cunt
harder than she ever had before, which got me to strain even
harder and deeper, if such a thing was possible.  The pleasure
was overwhelming, and as it faded I pulled out of her and
collapsed on the bed.  She did too.  She had screamed the moment
I came and kept screaming until I was done.

The next morning I woke to her fondling my testicles and gently
licking my penis.  She didn't usually like giving me oral, but
she was really into it that morning, giving me pleasure like she
never had before.  I told her I was going to come pretty soon,
and she popped my penis out of her mouth just long enough to say
she would be delighted for me to come in her mouth, if that's
what I wanted.  I tried thrusting deeper into her mouth a little,
but then her tongue motion got out of phase.  It felt best to
just lie there, and after the most incredible flurry of pleasure
to my tip -- I don't know what she was doing -- I had another
huge orgasm.  I felt her bite down very briefly on my penis,
though not enough so it hurt.  I don't know whether she swallowed
my semen or not -- I didn't particularly care.  She hadn't
touched herself between her legs, but I could see lubricant was
oozing out of her onto the sheets.  She confirmed she had had a
massive orgasm too.  What the heck?

We got up for the day and went to classes.  We weren't due to see
each other that night because she had choir and it went late. 
But she texted me that she needed to see me.  She skipped choir,
which was very unlike her, and we met in her room at 8pm after I
had done a little studying.  We started making out, and soon were
naked in bed.  She was fondling my penis.  She said that she had
wanted to check, but it was still like it had been the night
before and that morning.  She was feeling my pleasure as her own.
 Every time I came she felt it, way more intense than she ever
did herself.  The reason she had wanted me to fuck her hard from
the rear was that she was feeling my pleasure like a storm and
wanted even more.  She was dimly aware that her vagina hurt some,
but it didn't matter.  And when she had given me the blow job,
during her experience of my orgasm she had involuntarily started
biting down until she felt it like she had bitten her own penis
and stopped.

This was very strange, but I didn't complain.  We used to have
sex maybe twice a week, and partly she was pushing herself to do
it because she knew I wanted to.  Now she was insatiable.  She
didn't urge me to touch her much except to the extent it aroused
me.  She would have her own orgasm on those rare occasions when I
really wanted her to, but mostly she was encouraging me to let
loose and do whatever gave me the most pleasure, because she was
feeling it too.  I was in heaven.  But after a while even I
wanted to do some other things in life, wanted time to study,
hang out with other friends.  She accepted it, but with less
grace I thought than I had in the old days when I wanted more sex
than she did.  Later I learned that the pleasure a girl felt
while sharing my orgasm was compelling in a way that ordinary
sexual pleasure is not.  Most of us can be having great sex but
if it becomes unavailable we go on.  For Mindy everything else
was secondary.  Her prime, indispensable pleasure was feeling my
orgasms, and she never tired of it.

We walked around the campus together sometimes, and naturally
enough sometimes we passed girls who I thought were really hot. 
The first time that happened Mindy paused and looked at me, and I
thought I was going to get in trouble for the sin of noticing
other girls.  But she turned and looked at the girl too.  While I
might sneak an occasional peek at a butt or hemline or cleavage,
she stared.  This kept happening when we passed hot girls.  After
a couple girls gave her a dirty look she learned to be more
discreet.  She was feeling the same minor arousal and longing I
was.

She enlisted my aid in an experiment.  She had me masturbate idly
in my room while she went to different places.  She found the
intensity of her feelings went down as she got a lot farther
away, but they were still pretty intense through a wall ten feet
away.

She asked me about Elise, one of the girls I found especially
stunning.  What would I think of having sex with her?  I said I
didn't want to do anything to threaten our relationship.   At the
same moment I said it, though, a surge of lust went through my
body, and Mindy noticed.  She said it might be really great if
she could be in the next room to feel it when I was doing it with
another girl.  Hmmmm.  Mindy knew the girl who had the room next
to mine, and though I don't know what incentives she offered she
had little trouble convincing her to swap rooms with her. 
Mindy's plan was to lie in the next room, and with both beds
against the wall they were only a few feet apart.  She would
experience her vicarious pleasure.  I asked if she really wanted
to complicate our relationship this way, and she kissed me
sweetly and said it would be great.  She craved my doing it with
another girl in a way she didn't quite understand.  Well, I
wasn't going to complain!  My girlfriend was begging me to have
sex with another girl, a gorgeous one to boot.

I had no trouble finding Elise, because she found me.  She was
friendly -- more than friendly.  I knew she would accept if I
asked her out, and she did.  Elise and I ended up in my room at
the end of our first date, and she was as gorgeous naked as I had
imagined.  Naturally enough she wanted to use a condom, and I
registered a little disappointment inside because I had felt how
nice skin on skin had been with Mindy.  Elise was an entirely
adequate lover.  I made a point of trying to give her an orgasm
by using my fingers while I was on top, and she had a small one.
Just possessing Elise's body was terribly exciting even if she
wasn't moaning and shouting.  My orgasm was magnificent.  The
next day I asked Mindy how it had gone in the next room, and she
just gave a big smile.  The next night Elise said she didn't
think a condom was necessary, and that time the pleasure was even
better, and Elise once again had a small orgasm.  The third night
was entirely different.  From the start Elise looked more
excited, even a little startled at times.  Her vagina was even
wetter.  She was moaning and breathing hard, which made it even
more exciting for me, and when I came I could see through the fog
of my own ecstasy that Elise was having a tremendous orgasm
herself.  She didn't speak for a whole minute, and then she was
kissing me all over and snuggling.  And within ten minutes my
penis was up again and we did it again, with the same result.

I later found out that the reason Elise had been so easy to
convince was that despite a number of partners she had never had
an orgasm, and Mindy's report of her own stunning orgasms with me
was allure enough.  Mindy had picked up my disappointment at
having to wear a condom the first night and convinced Elise to
skip it the second -- she had regular periods and the next one
was due any day.  Elise had faked her orgasms the first two
nights and reported her disappointment to Mindy, who had
convinced her to give it more time, and Elise had been richly
rewarded for her perseverance.  She too discovered that it was my
pleasure she was feeling instead of her own.  Thinking back,
Mindy and I realized that with both of them it was the second
time having sex without a condom when they had first gotten
attuned to my orgasms.

So for a while I was happily making love with Elise morning and
night, meeting her insatiable desire, taking her gorgeous body
over and over and feeling her with me every step of the way.

With some trepidation, I joined Mindy in breaking the news to
Elise that she had been lying in the bed next door having the
same orgasms.  Elise felt incredulous, then betrayed, so she said
she wanted some time to think about our relationship, which I
took as a polite way of breaking up.  But she called in three
days and asked if she could come over, and when I took my time
considering, she begged.  I was sexually excited anticipating her
arrival, and as soon as the door to my room was shut she was
pulling her panties down.  But her clothing caught somehow while
she was trying to take them off.  I was happy to take her as she
was, pleading eyes, panties half down, up against the wall,
quick, hard and deep.  It was amazing.  She convulsed too, and
started falling over.  I was still dazed in ecstasy but had
presence enough to break her fall, and we soon enough ended up
side-by-side on the bed.  In response to Elise's pleading look
and wriggling hips with legs spread wide I got it up again within
five minutes and did her again.  Mindy missed those two because
she didn't know Elise was coming over.

Elise took her turn on the bed in the other room while I kept
doing it with Mindy and realized that this arrangement was pretty
good.  Then I decided I wanted them both in the room at once. 
They were a little squeamish at first, but when they felt my
excitement with the two of them together, they felt the
advantages.  They discovered that I could get particularly
aroused watching them suck each other's breasts, slide fingers in
and out of each other's vaginas, lick each other between the
legs.  I then intervened, sometimes a little roughly, to break
them apart and surge into the vagina of one or the other, and all
three of us would have a huge orgasm together.  I liked entering
one, thrusting a while, doing the other from the rear, going back
and forth.  Everything I loved, they loved.

I had them pretend to be bitches in heat, vying for my attention.
 The mock shoving and biting got a little out of hand -- these
girls did have some reason to be jealous of each other.  So I
mated with each of them.  The truth was I came in Elise more
often than Mindy.  Mindy was plenty attractive, but Elise was the
bombshell.

I was getting plenty of sex, but I still passed girls on campus
who sent a thrill through me.  Both Mindy and Elise had a special
craving for the excitement I felt with novelty.  I don't know
quite how they did it, but they recruited gorgeous dark-eyed
Maribel with the knowledge this was a multi-person endeavor. 
Since Mindy and Elise had gotten attuned to me the second time we
had sex without a condom, we had a hypothesis that something in
my semen infected the girls so that within 24 hours they were
sharing in the feeling of my explosive orgasms.  We found a
weekend when we were all free.  Maribel's initiation was to watch
me humping Elise and see Mindy have an orgasm at the same time
Elise and I did.  Then as Elise lay back, Maribel lay beside her
naked with her legs apart too.  Mindy scooped semen from Elise's
vagina and slid it into Maribel.  I found that very exciting, so
of course Mindy and Elise did too.  I was lusting for Maribel,
and she knew how to tease a guy, but I kept doing Elise and
Mindy.  Maribel had no special reaction at first, but at 18 hours
she started feeling my orgasms a little and at 24 she was fully
hooked.  It looked like my semen had an infectious agent that
took about 24 hours to possess its beneficiary.  With the
experiment over, I could finally touch and lick every inch of
Maribel I felt like, then plunge into her and let loose in what
felt like conquest.  The three of them were delighted to feel it
too.  So I did Maribel every day for a week, while Mindy and
Elise got that extra thrill from the novelty.

So now I had three girls who craved me, or more specifically
craved being near me when I had orgasms.  Elise had already tried
giving me up and reported it was not fun.  The other two tried
abstaining tentatively but quickly saw what Elise meant.  Maribel
thought maybe doing it with another guy could let her get over me
if she wanted to, but found it didn't help at all.  She could see
him thrusting away but only felt her side of it, and reported to
us that at an emotional level she thought he was mean for not
sharing his pleasure with her.

I liked a variety of companions in various positions, but I also
often enjoyed just one of them at a time.  The other two in the
next room could gaze into each other's eyes and have a guaranteed
simultaneous orgasm without even trying.  In search of novelty,
we spiced things up.  I lay on my back and they took turns
impaling me.  Sometimes I was blindfolded and it was delicious to
not know which vagina would engulf me, though I could always tell
by the time I was an inch inside.  One girl whispered erotic
things in my ear while I pounded away inside another.  I decided
I would be intrigued by seeing one of them peeing, so they got a
pan to pee in, and let loose just as I was ejaculating inside one
of the others, and we all felt the thrill of the novelty of that.
 Then I had two of them pee at once.  Since my orgasm blew them
away, Maribel lost her balance while she was still peeing and
some went on the floor.  That was especially exciting, so I
experimented with them peeing on the floor, on each other, or on
a rug.  It ruined the rug, but they were happy to toss it out and
buy a new one.

Some things just weren't of interest to me.  I had no interest in
anything anal, no interest in inflicting pain or receiving pain,
no interest in humiliating anyone, no interest in men.

But they hungered for the excitement of a new partner even more
than I did.  We knew that if they kept bringing me new girls and
I kept infecting them there would soon be an unmanageable number
of them addicted to me.  They felt three was plenty.  The simple
solution was for me not to infect them.  I could wear a condom. 
To improve our pleasure, I could do them without a condom for a
while before putting the condom on to come.  I don't know how
they managed it, but my three girls found what seemed an endless
stream of other attractive girls who would happily come in for a
single evening, sometimes two or three.  When they judged that I
might not find the girl gorgeous, sometimes all I saw was a bare
ass up in the air, the rest of the girl covered, and I fucked the
ass's cunt -- that was the only real way to put it.  The novelty
of that was exciting too.  Other times a sheet covered the girl,
and I just slid through a little hole in the sheet to a very hot,
slick cunt.  I could feel the rest of her body underneath, but
not see it.

They brought me one very sexy girl, almost perfect to my eye, and
I did her fully naked in missionary position.  Her vagina was
deliciously velvety and she was getting very excited from nothing
but my thrusting in her.  I was really excited too, and I knew it
was almost time to pull out and put on a condom before I came. 
But I wanted to wait just a second longer.  I could time these
things pretty well.  But just then she had a massive orgasm,
screamed out and squeezed my penis all at once, and most
importantly suddenly used her hands on my butt to try to push me
deeper.   I came before I could get my penis all the way out.  I
hoped for the best.  We both wanted to do it again anyway, and
when we did it two nights later it was apparent from the start
she was hooked, just from the extra pleasure she felt.  So she
was screaming from her orgasm and mine too, and I helped her
address her confusion by introducing her to the other members of
the secret sorority she had now joined.  That's how I got Lisa,
my fourth girl.  I reflected later that if a girl could be as
gorgeous as Lisa, and as sensual, sexually hungry and sexually
responsive, I really wanted her bonded to me anyway.  The other
three were not thrilled to have a new member, especially such a
gorgeous one, but they were delighted for the moment as I did
Lisa morning and night for two weeks.  They were in the other
room, naked, plastered against the wall and each other, breasts
squeezed between bodies, hips thrusting hungrily, and they
convulsed together and were plenty happy.

These girls catered to my whims.  They did my laundry, bought me
clothes and sweets, and cooked me special treats in the dorm
kitchen.  They attended my classes to take notes and get
assignments, and provided the outlines of term papers --
something just this side of plagiarism.  I only later found out
they fed me one dietary supplement and one approved drug that
increased my sexual stamina and interest.  I didn't mind.

Once Mindy had a tantrum, complaining that I didn't make love to
her often enough.  The girls' main pleasure was from sharing my
orgasms, but they enjoyed the direct sensations of my weight, my
smell, and being filled with a throbbing penis.  It is true that
the other three were picked because they were gorgeous, while
Mindy was just attractive.  Even though she was enjoying the
vicarious orgasms, she wanted more.  I banished her.  On the
fifth day I gave in to her entreaties and she came whimpering,
groveling at my feet and begging forgiveness.  The withdrawal had
started making her physically sick.  Her color started returning
when I started sliding hungrily back and forth in Maribel, and
when Lisa peed into her mouth she was much more excited from my
excitement than upset by the pee.  By instruction she spit it
back up all over Lisa's labia and they all loved the extra spice
that lent to my orgasm.  They were all careful from then on to
stay polite and ultimately deferential when arguing with me.

I got the flu.  I was laid low for a full week.  I just didn't
want anything to do with sex, despite their attempts to find some
way to interest me.  They nursed me tenderly, but got more
depressed as the days wore on and my penis stayed small and
inactive.  I wanted to sleep alone.  After seven days I woke
suddenly in the middle of the night feeling pretty good.  I
pulled on a robe and went around the corner to the other room, to
find all four of them asleep, spooned together against the wall,
looking bedraggled and pained even as they slept.  They were all
naked, since it reminded them of how they were with me.  Standing
looking at them I began idly stroking my penis and it started
growing a little.  They were in closest to the wall in order of
seniority.  So Lisa was closest to me and I could see her vulva
most easily.  The area looked small and dry, almost depressed. 
As I stroked and got an erection I could see her lips expand and
see a little moisture.  The girls were all smiling a little in
their sleep.  I stroked a little more and Mindy woke with an
excited start, and the others did too.  I told them to stay right
where they were and lift their top leg in the air.  I kept
stroking to exquisite pleasure, and could see how all four sets
of vulva enlarged, colored, and a little fluid started leaking
out.  I slid two fingers into Mindy, then into Elise, then
Maribel, and finally Lisa.  I then lay down and slid into Lisa
from the rear.  I had an especially large erection and pumped
Lisa strongly, and as I pushed her butt with my strong stroke, I
compressed the four girls close, and then the strong strokes
moved and jiggled all four butts.  I hadn't been interested in
sex for a week, but my innards had still been churning away. 
When I came there was a little bit of pain as the first flood of
semen spurted out, and then there were five more full spurts.  We
all convulsed with orgasm, vaginal fluid oozing from Mindy, Elise
and Maribel, semen gushing back out of Lisa.  None of us had been
sleeping well, and we collapsed straight from afterglow to a
sound sleep for six more hours.  We got back into our happy
routines in a couple days.

I knew I had struggled on the finals for my courses at the end of
the spring term, but was still surprised to find I had flunked
two and was told I had to take a year off.  The girls didn't do
so well either, but none of them flunked out.  But they all quit
school too and we rented a house.  I went to visit my parents for
a week and then my grandparents.  The girls rented a van and
followed me.  At least once a day I found a way to get out long
enough to join them in the van for one or two fine orgasms.  I
took them in a rotation, while another whispered in my ear how
manly I was, how powerful I was, how they were all mine forever
and I should fuck this particular one with my magnificent shaft
and fill her with sperm.  We took other van trips to fulfill the
barest visiting obligations the girls felt with their own
families.

As the summer ended and we got into a routine, Maribel and Mindy
found jobs to support us.  Elise and Lisa shopped, cooked,
cleaned, and catered to my every whim.  Lisa slept with me at
night, washed me in the shower, toweled me dry, and dressed me. 
Elise cooked delicacies.  I surfed the web, went running, took a
turn in the hot tub most days.  Elise gave me massages, sometimes
while I was idly stroking my penis back and forth in Lisa.

But my main role was to have as many of the biggest, most
primally satisfying orgasms as I could.  I made sure to make love
to Maribel and Mindy strongly at least once each day, making sure
they felt included and thanking them for earning us our money.

Once we were taking a van trip far from home when I spied the
most amazingly beautiful teenage girl walking down a country
road.  My girls all felt an echo of my lust for her.  Maribel
stopped the van.  Lisa and Mindy started a conversation with her,
and she took us up on the ride they offered.  Her name was
Vanessa.  Four wholesome young women and a young man seemed like
a safe ride.  Maribel was driving and I was in the passenger
seat.  On the bench seat behind they seated Vanessa in the middle
with Mindy on one side and Elise on the other.  Lisa sat on the
floor facing Vanessa, her back to us up front.  Reading my
interest, Mindy had her hand on her shoulder from one side as
they spoke, and Elise had her hand on her knee.  Vanessa didn't
think much of it as first, she just thought these young women
were into physical affection.  Lisa was stroking her calves, but
then anticipating my excitement she started sliding her hands up
the inside of her thighs.  A thrill of excitement rippled through
all of us as I saw Lisa's hands disappear under her dress.  Then
Vanessa said to please give her some space.  But the three girls
realized that holding her against her will would also excite me,
and it did.  Maribel was aware of her own wet panties and a surge
of lust, so she found a safe place to pull the car over.  I
half-stood and said "Girls, this isn't right!" as my penis
strained and twitched in my underpants.  But the girls looked at
me pleadingly.  Maribel unfastened my belt and pants and pulled
them and my underpants down.  I didn't stop her, and freed my
penis so it wouldn't get caught.  Lisa pushed Vanessa's dress up
to reveal hot pink panties, which she pushed to the side to
reveal some lovely young labia.  Vanessa kept saying "No, no,
no!" but didn't struggle much physically.  Maribel pushed me and
I fell forward over Lisa, catching my fall on Vanessa's head and
shoulder.  Within seconds the girls had me over Vanessa's lap, my
penis right at her vaginal opening.  They were holding her labia
open.  Maribel pushed me and the tip of my penis was kissed by
the hot wetness of Vanessa's inner labia.  I can't say they gave
me no choice.  I could have broken free.  Did I figure we had
already committed a serious crime, so what harm would a little
more be?  Not really.  I wanted her desperately, so I plunged in,
over and over and over again.  The four girls and I were all
breathing heavily.  After maybe 30 seconds I lunged and surged
semen deep inside her.  All five of us cried out and convulsed
with a huge long orgasm, and as it faded everyone let go of
Vanessa and collapsed in a gasping heap.  Then all five of us
realized what a despicable thing we had just done.  We were all
talking at once, apologizing to Vanessa.  We frantically thought
of ways to make amends.  We scraped together $1,220 in cash and
slid it into her bra.  We argued about whether we could beg her
not to report it, reaching no consensus.  Vanessa told us her
last name and where she lived, but then her daze wore off.  As we
were still arguing she started struggling to get out, and we
couldn't face holding her against her will any more while we
figured things out.  Aware of the danger, we made sure we never
let anything get out of hand like that again.

She decided not to report us and just wanted to put the whole
thing out of her mind.  Then we learned by surveillance that she
got withdrawal symptoms, because she was infected.  My girls were
wracked by guilt knowing what it would be like for her.  They
tried to figure out a way I could have an orgasm close enough to
help her out, but we couldn't think of a way that wasn't way too
risky for us.  She also got pregnant, and to everyone's surprise
and relief the withdrawal symptoms stopped.  Morning sickness was
a blessed relief in comparison.

At four months she had to explain her pregnancy and then told her
story:  Four lovely young women had offered her a ride, then
molested her and held her down while begging a young man to rape
her.  When he had his climax all five of them had convulsed and
lay panting.  They showed profound remorse, they gave her money,
they argued about whether to ask her not to tell anyone. 
Parents, doctors, counselors, police and lawyers listened
politely and fidgeted.  They all figured that however she may
have managed to get pregnant, it was not like that.  They
couldn't get any other story out of her.  There was only a pro
forma investigation.

We never spoke directly about coming clean about Vanessa's rape.
But we all knew that the genetic evidence would link me directly
to the baby, and even if I was just held temporarily in jail it
would leave them all in withdrawal.  We couldn't really undo what
we had done to Vanessa, and we knew it would never happen again.
Once when we learned Vanessa was having a hard time of it
financially we left her $50,000 in small bills with a cryptic
note saying it was from the baby's father.

We lived a pleasant life, but it was not clear we wanted to live
this way forever.  The girls knew from their attempts to leave me
and from my week with the flu that they were seriously addicted.
If Vanessa could escape the addiction by having my baby, maybe
they could too.  They would get away from me in one sense, but
not in another, as I would always be their child's one and only
biological father.

As for me, I'll live this life as a coddled sex maniac as long as
they are willing.

Yesterday I did Maribel before she got dressed for work, Elise in
the shower, Lisa on the living room sofa, Elise bent over the
counter as she was preparing lunch, Lisa in the hot tub, and then
took a little time off.  Mindy called ahead to say she wanted it
in the back seat of her car just as soon as she pulled into the
garage, and I complied, the other three tagging along behind to
enjoy their own orgasms at the special excitement.  Before bed I
did Maribel from the rear while Elise fondled my testicles, while
I watched Lisa and Mindy finger fuck each other while sucking on
each other's breasts.  And in the middle of the night I woke up
to push Lisa on her back and do her in a twenty-stroke quickie. 
The three others had orgasms in their sleep.

I wonder what will happen today.

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