My life is fucking nuts. It bears repeating, so I'll say it again. My life.. is full stop, absolutely.. fucking nuts. Over the course of many orgamatic months, it had transformed into an insane, unstoppable jet rushing ahead at mach 4. Sexual acts I'd never before imagined or even fantasized about, had been normalized, made tame through sheer, nut busting, dick hardening repetition. I wasn't a prude or anything, but having uncontested access to tit ass and pussy from a bottomless tap at snap of my fingers, had been a once been an impossible until suddenly.. it wasn't.

  Controlling my breathing, I drapped a hand over Trina's creamy, butterscotch thigh, my subconscious intent guiding her hand and shaping her thoughts. Slow and easy was the ticket. Running headlong to fuck what was already mine, would only lead to a reason depleating orgy. The orgy would still happen, of course. But at the explicit direction of own damn intentions, not because of how hard my dick had become.

  "So this is where you grew up.." Victoria excimed, already descending to her knees. "It's so warm and lived in."

  All around me were the humble belongings of the average 9 to 5 bachelor. A nearly decade old refrigeraror and stove stood out as the newest additions to the kitchen. In the center of the room sat a worn, but robust table, polished to a dim shine. Dull burgundy wood cabinets, completed the ensemble.

  The only sound of any immediate notice were Trina's heavy breathing, the lurid sptter of precum on the floor increasing in volume and the noises Victoria's made. I stood there for what seemed an eternity, as their hands encircled and stroked the length of my dick.

  My nose fred, the unasked context of Victoria's emotions settling in my brain like searing hot barbeque fvored smoke. Burrowing between my ears, Victoria's gasps of perverted relish set my libido a bze. All was right in her world, for she had been graced with the privilege of servicing my dick. A hard smack upon her firm round ass, and the handjob fell back to an exorable, and more importantly, rgely ignorable pace.

  Up ahead, lively voices ehcoed through the hallway. Taking my time, I took in the atmosphere of the pce. Cozy, was the word. From from the decands long familiarity of the wood grain floor and all it's various scratchs and dents, to the livingroom where I'd feed on countless microwaved meals. For the first time in months.. I was back home.

  And ruining it all, was an inescapable cloak of gratuity, wringing out whatever scrap of reason I had left in me. It wasn't entirely inaccurate to say the expectation of pleasure and gratification and it's subsequent excess, had invaded every nook crany and aspect of my life.

  Taking a moment to build up the motive to pry Victoria's suckling lips free of my dick, my barefoot pace continued toward the livingroom, copious sptters of nut gze following in my wake. Two young women were here.. on the say so of a wild spontaneous impulse. For better of worse, they were mine. As for responsibility well.. that all depended on wherever or not I cared enough to hold back.

  Upon stepping in the open space of the livingroom, the first thing I noticed were several rge pink suitcases. One of them y open on the carpeted floor while another two y haphazardly on a rge tan L shaped couch.

  "Once he has you pinned against a wall, I swear to god you'll-" chattering in the open space of the livingroom Vivian waxed poetic, shamless and proud of the sexual abuse she managed to tease from me.

  The Second thing of notice, were the pair of young, incredibly busty Japanese twins, dressed tight white tops and bck tights. By now, Victoria's moans had begun to grow reedier, more ecstatic. Her thumbs began tracing ritualistic patterns, palms glided a tiny bit faster along the dark totem consuming her mind. With Every passing second, she strained to keep to the gcial pace I set with Trina.

  "..nd when he just.. takes hold your wrists and make you cum your bra.."

  Thirdly, the most notable person of interest, was Vivian Volban herself, more specifically, her ass. The skintight cheetah themed leggings were gone, revealing a tiny golden thong swallowed up by the lesser known half the Volbahn pedigree.

  In the span of a handful of weeks, Vivian's hips had grown a bit wider, her thighs a touch thicker, her ass fuller, more rounder. I hadn't immediately noticed in the elevator or limo, as I'd been too busy quiting my inner pervert, to keep myself from slobbering over her tits like a fiendish glutton, to really notice.

  But now, seeing her brag about time I had my way with her. The cynic in me, the part desperately grasping at the delusion that everyone would eventually come to their senses, gave up. In a few steps I was right behind Vivian. And right besides me, directed by my will, a devout hand nested my prick between the sumptuous crack of her ass.

  Fuckkkk!!! Already it becoming difficult to pn out how to get through the night, much less act reasonably. By now a truly absurd amount of precum began gzing Vivian's back, gushing against her neck to leave a messily trail of nut butter pouring down and over her round cheeks.

  "Oh god yesss! Vivian suddenly cried. Her joy and excitement at obtaining the coveted prestige of being the direct target of my desire, was hers at st. Throwing herself on all fours, she shivered in anticipation. I breathed it.. all in. It would be soo.. damn easy to just.. mount the German bred wonder and take her new improved ass for a long hard joyride.

  "Holy shit! You're real!" A soft Brooklyn accent, shrieked in awed disbelief."Ungh.." Victoria mewled, the obscene sacs of virility in her overflowing palms throbbed, imfming her lust. My hands drifted, one roaming about softness if her thigh, the other snaking around Vivian's toro, to arrest her descent into carnal abandon.

  "Ahh.. the cousins crooned together. Spooning against me, with a double pump of her toes, Victoria pressed the all encompassing warmth of her breasts over and around my arm, with a satisfying quiver and bounce.

  My vision began to tunnel, upon closing my eyes, I saw myself.. in a act of wonton fuckery and lust incarnate, flinging Vivian all over the damn pce in my home, wreaking everything that got in my in way to mount and pound her freshly plumped ass into oblivion. Abruptly letting go, Vivian fell on the floor with perverted moan, yearning for the denied privilege of being used as a vessel of pleasure and delight.

  No means no, little heifer. Winding my fingers through her blonde dredds, I directed her non to gently, towards the end of sofa, followed by an earsplitting crack of her ass. It's not your turn yet.

  -you- I randomly pointed at the one of the twins. -come here- I demanded with a curl of my finger. Peering into the girl's eyes, I felt the insidious rush her goals realigning to explore and serve my own.

  Stpupified awe blossomed in her eyes "Oh my god. Oh my God. Oh my GOD! OH MY GOD!!.." she babbled hysterically

  She stumbled forward in daze, blinking furiously, her mind unable to fully comprehend the existence of the human shaped void standing before her. Grabbing her wrist, I pnted her pale dainty hand above my heart.

  I'm sorry I brought you into this, I truly am. Trina's hands, tirelessly stroking along the unholy pilr of my dick, continued to pump. Narcissistic overtones slithered through my thoughs, slowy but forcibly changing my outlook. Objectively, I knew they were wrong, but it wore at me much like water to a stone. Looking down at the supernatural pussy ensver devotedly caressed by her outstretched palms, I was pointedly reminded that while the profane sexual excess that had invaded my life, could be deyed and even lessened to some extent, it would not be stopped.

  My dick, being the tirelessly tool of my ego throbbed, suddenly shooting fourth copious gouts of cum over the newly established thrall. Struck seven times, her clothes took the brunt of the load, sacrificed for the greater good of my satisfaction.

  Uhhgh.. my shoulders locked, muscles drawing taut as my body channeled what felt like the sexual potency of a hundrend men on viagra. Fireworks lit up behind my eyes, existential pleasure, replete and seemingly unending, blinding me to the world around me. When my surroundings finally colssed back to the familiar livingroom, I surveyed the various froms of my property, and decided that all was right with the world.

  Stepping behind the other twin, Victoria tousled a handful of the girl's hair, letting the waist length chestnut waterfall drift through her fingers. "Amazing.. her hair Vance, Its so soft and silky." I raised a single brow in question.

  Soft as silk eh. I wasn't all that interested at first, but now that she pointed it out.. Focusing my attention on the Asian fuck puppet, Trina set into motion. Eyes full of unquestioning devotion, she cmped an authoritative hand on the Japanese girl's shoulders, and oppressed her before the unspoken demand of my intent.

  My grin widened, growing more and more depraved as the girl offered not a single iota of resistance at being shoved on her knees. May god have mercy on your soul, because.. I don't.. I don't think I can anymore. Grabbing fistfulls of chestnut silk, I wrapped a handful around my dick and proceeded to beat off to a reality of dissoluted excess, that doggedly refused to stop concede or slow down.

  Fuuuckkkkkk...

  Her hair was soft, gliding about overly broad surface like a delicate bundle of feathers. Pumping a fistful down and across the length, my hips began to erratically buck and jerk about. This was dangerous, a part of me rasped, this path of complete and utter sexual ruin. I wouldn't be able to turn away from it a second time, not so easily.. if at all. Acting on the willful intent of degenerate pleasure, Trina bowed the girl's head downward, forcing her between my legs, conveniently leaving me access to the waves of chestnut silk trailing down her back.

  Oh.. shitttttt…

  "May I be allowed to help, Victoria asked, a fragile smile, and tender hope shining through her bi colored gaze. No.. not like this. It'd be so easy to simply go along with the motion.. let her pray to and worship the temple of my body. But then that'd just rile me up to the point I wouldn't think twice about indulging in the fantastical pit of sinful delight her cultish mindset would enable.

  "Hey.. let me try." There was no warning, just the sudden caress of velvet smooth blonde dreads gliding up from the base of my dick to meet my clinched fist. Like an impatient and eager to please puppy , Vivian just didn't know when to leave well enough alone.

  Fuckkkk.

  My head snapped up, pleasure replete as it was surpy, dripping across my nerves. My hand, in a hot unthinking fsh of lust, swung about a meaty ass cheek

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  Taking a deep breath, my fingers curled and dug in.. all while I stared the unrepentant emotions simmering in Vivian's violet and grey eyes. She wanted this this, my hands on her.. anyway she could get it, and succeed. "Your just getting started.. right." she said with a winsome grin.

  Enough. Turning my attention to the kneeling Japanese girl, or to be more exact, the back of her head nested between my legs, I backed away. My surrogate hand hard at work, continued to pump, leisurely beating me off as I struggled to maintain a rational pace. Taking stock of the livingroom, I saw the pce was already a mess with streaks of pearlescent white, struck all over the the pce. At the moment nothing was physically broken or shattered, but that wouldn't st so long as me dick was hard and my girl's were within reach.

  Not wanting to wreak the pce, I made my way towards a room I hadn't been in what seems like forever. The trek should've been simple, something I could practically do in my sleep. But no.. preceding ahead of me like some sort of oversexed honor gaurd, Vivian & Victoria strutted ahead, putting on a bare naked dispy of gyrating side tit and swiveling hips, all in hope I'd extract from them, a writ of pleasure long overdue. Following behind me in lockstep, awestruck and most assuredly out of their minds, were a pair of sexy Japanese twins whose names I barely even knew.

  And cap stoning the absurdity of the event, was Trina. Untiring in her relentless pursuit of gratifying my ego, the work of her lightly callused hands pulled forth intermittent gushes of tranlucent dick slime, spttering whoever or whatever it was aimed at, which happened to be Victoria's and Vivian's curvaceous backsides.

  Upon crossing through the doorway, I was hit with a sense of nostalgia. The Hard wood floor heavily scuffed, from years of rearrangement. Two dressers with an assortment of missing handles. And of course the relic from the te 90's, my bed. Everything was exactly as I'd left it, except of course the tripod with a techpone mounted on it, tucked away in a corner.

  In a burst of childish glee, I ran past the Volbahn cousins, left behind sexy asian twins, and drew a velvet off glove off my dick. As I dove towards the bed. I had one thought. It felt damn good to be in my own bed instead of everyone one elses.