Dominating the Milfs Book 1

All characters are over 18.

I'm an ordinary guy – short, dark, athletic. I'd been on the wrestling team, and a lot of that strength was still visible, even though I'd gotten fat since moving back to live with Mom. I worked as a programmer, coding in the basement of our old house after hours. I didn't have any real-life relationships outside of my friends. I wasn't the sort of guy who turned heads.

My girlfriend Lark (ex-girlfriend by that point, and good fucking riddance) had put the ideas in their heads somehow, that was obvious. Maybe she thought she could get me back? I didn't know. All I knew is that my old friends were acting totally different now, and I had to find a way to put a stop to it before they got suspicious.

So here I am, trying to think about what I can do next to deal with the situation. Lark lies across the kitchen table, my mother licking at her pussy, making her come as I slam into her, and suddenly it hits me: maybe I don't need to stop them from noticing me. I just need to make them notice something else.

I'm getting close again, and this time I'm going to paint her inside white with my spunk. I pull myself from my mother's lips with a wet smack.

"Are you ready to have this?" I ask Lark, giving her cunt a few short, teasing strokes. "Have you always dreamed of taking this cock inside you?"

"Fuck," she moans. "Yeah!"

I give my mother's head a gentle push, and she understands. With one final long lick, she steps aside and helps me position the girl's pussy over my cock, then pulls it apart so I can see right into its depths.

"Take it," I growl.

The punk girl lowers herself onto my cock, filling her cunt with a series of inch-long thrusts. The entire time, my mother keeps her lips on the girl's clit, teasing the bundle of nerves with light brushes of her tongue. When we're all the way inside, I tell my mother to hold her place.

Then I lean back and start eating my girlfriend's tits.

My hands explore every inch of flesh Lark has to offer. I roll her nipples between my fingers, squeezing more sweet cream from each breast, then lick up every drop.

I grab her by the hips and force her down against me, taking complete control as I impale her cunt with savage thrusts. Every stroke of my cock makes her milk splatter my shirt, the sticky sweet treat getting all over the both of us. Lark looks like she's about to scream with pleasure.

My cock is already twitching when I grab Lark's nipple, pinching it tight between my thumb and forefinger. In the other room, I see Maria, my beautiful assistant, enter the lab with a beaker and some test tubes, and I know the chemicals will soon be ready.

Time to take the last step.

Lark's voice hit a fever pitch, rising through the entire register as she fucked me back. It took her less than a minute to reach her peak, her cries making my mother cover her ears and look away in shock. Her cunt clamped down around me and she went completely rigid, shaking like an earth quake as she rode her climax, spraying her juices over me in a torrent.

Finally, her body settled, and she went limp on the floor. Her hair was mussed up, and her corset was still askew. She didn't react when I put my fingers to her neck.

She was alive – I checked three times just to be sure – but she wouldn't be waking up anytime soon. I'd just fucked her senseless.

I knew Maria and my mother would be wondering where I was at, so I got dressed and found a spare blanket in the kitchen to throw over Lark. I decided not to take off her underwear or clean her – there would be plenty of time for that once the chemicals were processed. Besides, leaving her like that would add another layer of kinky fun to what we'd done, and I knew my new slaves would appreciate it.

After a quick stop at the bathroom, I met my two sluts in the lab.

It was a state-of-the-art affair, with an expensive supercomputer and a bunch of specialized pieces of equipment from places like Cambridge and Oxford. They were all paid for out of pocket by Maria's parents (who were quite wealthy), although Maria insisted otherwise. In truth, they'd both been so obsessed with having a child they were willing to spend anything to make sure their genes lived on in the future. I didn't give a fuck about either of their families; I'd use the equipment to further my own ends.

Right now, Maria was typing something into the console while my mother looked over her shoulder. When I came in, they broke apart and turned toward me, both grinning excitedly.

my mother had been a total geek back in high school: big glasses, bigger shirts, braces and a haircut that made her look more like a muppet than a person. But when Maria came into our lives, everything changed: Maria became the kind of girl I was supposed to lust after – slim, curvy, and stacked, with long brown hair that fell in waves, a perfect butt and tits – and my mother grew out of her awkward phase.

I wasn't surprised to see them sitting there – these girls did nothing but research and science 24/7, even after becoming my slaves. But this was the first time I'd ever seen them working together.

It looked like whatever they were up to was important – they'd pushed several pieces of equipment close to each other in order to be able to plug in as much as possible. And from the number of cables trailing from the supercomputer to the lab equipment, and the amount of screen space that appeared to be dedicated to what they were doing, I had a feeling they were trying to do something big.

I leaned over Maria's shoulder and took a quick peek at what she was up to. There was some complex chemical formula displayed across the screens, with a series of arrows in all different colors showing a path for the chemicals. It looked like they'd been doing this all morning, because she'd made a couple dozen changes to the formula in total.

I decided not to worry about it right now. Even if it was a big deal, I couldn't make heads or tails of the science, so it wasn't worth worrying about it at the moment. I would ask what was going on later.

Maria turned to me with a smile. Behind her, my mother typed furiously at one of the consoles, totally involved with her own work.

I pressed a little button beneath my mother's ear and watched as her hands slowly came to a halt.

It had only been a week or two since we'd set the girls to this task, but already my mother and Maya were looking much more pregnant than normal. Their stomachs stuck out like basketballs, and even their faces had filled out slightly to add to the illusion. And from the amount of time they spent sitting around, their feet up on tables, they were getting pretty worn out.

I knew that wasn't going to be good enough. These days, I wanted complete control over everything these women did, every aspect of their life – and I would not settle for less.

When they saw what I was doing, both girls reacted immediately. They reached to their backs, and with a few moments their breasts began to fill out, growing larger and heavier beneath the fabric. Their stomachs pushed out further, making it look like they were in the advanced stages of pregnancy.

Maria had taken an early break from working at the supercomputer to grab some food. It wasn't long before her arms were filling out, her body turning to soft, womanly curves all over. In short order, she looked exactly like a model – one with tits out to here, but one nonetheless. She was still completely herself, though – even with all those new curves, she was still one-hundred percent Maria.

The three of us stared at each other as our bodies shifted. When we'd first met, this part of things had been uncomfortable, almost awkward, as our minds struggled to keep up with what our bodies were becoming. Now, though, there was a kind of acceptance in it – we knew what was happening, and knew it was good. We wanted it, reveled in it – if there was a part of my girls I didn't like, it was easy enough to simply will it out of existence.

And in this moment, all I wanted was more.

I wrapped my arms around my mother and gave her a long, passionate kiss. I reached down for her hips and lifted her easily, sliding her back against the dining room table until I could spread her legs wide and pull her panties down to her ankles. She bit my lower lip, eyes half-closed in bliss.

Meanwhile, Maria let the changes wash over her. With each passing second, she grew thinner, shorter, smaller. In moments her tits and hips swelled, her breasts expanding into massive teardrops of perfectly proportioned flesh. Her hair changed from straight and black to wavy and dirty blonde, changing to match my mother's locks before I'd even pulled away. As my mother slid on to the table, her face softened, her jawline receding to match Maria's. By the time I laid her out across the wood, they looked like twins – except that my mother had an almost impossibly tight frame.

Maria took it further. A second after my mother had been laid out, she climbed up on the table alongside her. Then she rolled over so their pussies were pressing together, their faces upside-down on the opposite ends of their bodies. Without missing a beat, she pulled the panties from her ankles and shoved them in my mother's mouth, silencing her screams of bliss before they could make a sound. Then she began grinding, rubbing her new pink folds against my mother's dripping gash.

All this took a matter of seconds. By the time my mother began humping furiously back at Maria, I'd moved around to face Lark again.

As if I hadn't had enough surprises tonight, Maria leaned forward and began to suck on her own tits. Milk shot from them in spurts as she worked her body into a frenzy, spraying her fresh cream all over the two sisters.

I needed more. Kneeling down before Lark, I slid my head between her legs and brought my lips to her glistening mound.

From behind me, I heard sounds like muffled applause. my mother and Maria must have been getting into it. I wondered if either of them had ever eaten pussy before becoming mine; if not, they certainly were getting good at it, if the moans of the other girl were anything to go by.

Lark put a hand to my head, playing with my hair as I drank her down. She tasted delicious – so sweet, with just a hint of tartness, like fresh cranberries. And the way she quivered with pleasure as I tasted her made me want to take her further, to drink her to her heart's content, until she'd come so many times she was limp and helpless.

Then something incredible happened. I pulled away, gasping with surprise as Lark finished coming. It was as if liquid lightning had flooded my brain, sending pulses of electricity through my entire body.

Lark noticed I'd stopped, and smiled shyly. She bit her lower lip, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Then I understood: her milk wasn't just filled with pheromones – it also contained whatever those mysterious white pills did. Which meant it had some kind of effect on me, that she was making me horny when she didn't even mean to.

Well, then. This was about to get fun.

I bent forward again, sucking on her other nipple even harder than before. Warm liquid flowed from her teats, filling my mouth with sweetness. I swallowed a mouthful, feeling the warm cream slide all the way down my throat, then bent further, sucking down both nipples as I began to eat Lark's delicious young pussy.

She bucked against my face as I went down on her, moaning like crazy as my lips and tongue brought her closer and closer to a climax. I'd already come twice today, so this time I knew I'd be able to savor the feeling of coming in her hot little body.

my mother, meanwhile, sat watching us, a look of intense jealousy on her face. I caught her eye and grinned.

Then it happened. I stuck two fingers between Lark's legs and slid them against her clit, pushing on a pair of buttons with my thumb. Lark's eyes flew wide, and she cried out with bliss as my touch sent a jolt of pure sexual pleasure through her most sensitive flesh. Her orgasm crashed over her, and her warm milk spilled forth in waves. I was eager for it: my hands left her chest and cupped her teats, letting the thick fluid pool in my palms before I lifted my head and gulped it down. It was sweet and rich, almost indescribable, and even more intoxicating than normal milk. It tasted like liquid sex, and as I guzzled it down, my balls began to tingle and my cock stood fully erect.

When it was done, I looked down at my mother with a wicked grin, knowing there was nothing she wanted more in that moment than to suck my cock clean. She returned my smile with a desperate look in her eyes, silently begging me to let her suck me.

But Lark still needed me. So I turned away from my mother and put my cock between those magnificent tits, pressing my thighs against her stomach.

It was incredible – she wasn't able to press her breasts all the way around me, but what she lacked in coverage she made up for in sheer eroticism. As I began to fuck those incredible melons, the piercing through her tongue flashed as she gasped and whimpered, her breath coming hot and quick.

I loved the way it felt: my pre-come acted like a lubricant, getting my shaft nice and slippery. my mother must have sensed it, because she got on her knees, right in my line of sight, and pressed her nose into my groin to lick and suck every drop as it rolled down my length.

The feeling was too much. I gripped Lark's shoulders and slammed into her tits over and over, making them bounce in time with my thrusts as I pummeled her chest.

But my mother wanted a piece of the action, and soon she was kissing and sucking at my balls while I fucked. I moaned, unable to believe how lucky I was to have not one, but two willing and eager women licking me to please me. It was all so decadent, so depraved that I couldn't stand it another minute. My balls tightened and my cock exploded, spraying thick white ropes of spunk on my new slave's chin, neck and tits. The milk made my come even tastier than normal, and the head of my cock slid between those incredible globes as my mother and I lapped at what we could reach.

As our tongues met around her clit, Lark threw her head back and moaned in ecstasy, gripping the edge of the table to hold on while her body was wracked by pleasure. The orgasm was more intense than she'd ever experienced before – something Maria had wired into her control collar, designed to give me complete sexual fulfillment even with a woman who's never been satisfied in her life.

When it was over, Lark sagged into the table, grinning stupidly. my mother grinned back, licking the last few drops of milk from her lips.

I was so glad I hadn't let Maria go. Having a woman there to keep an eye on Lark while I pleasured myself with my mother made everything easier. With just one, I would've had to worry about the new girl slipping away, getting into my things or making a move against me.

So instead I could fuck my mother and be pleasured by her at the same time. I sank deep into Lark's breasts and sighed with relief as they enveloped my shaft. The moment my mother's warm tongue touched me I came, spraying sticky come across Lark's chest before sinking down in the chair and relaxing.

We stayed like that, all four of us, for what must have been ten minutes. Nobody moved – nobody spoke. As one we breathed together, lost in our own worlds. Finally Lark rose and slipped into her dress.

my mother looked up at her and giggled.

Lark glared.

Finally, after a few seconds, my mother said the last thing any girl wants to hear.

She grabbed a cup and held it underneath Lark's tit. I could see she was getting turned on again as she reached down and began to tease her clit.

A stream of milk shot from Lark's nipples, arcing into the glass in great thick jets. Some dribbled down onto my mother's lips – she moaned and leaned forward, sucking it from Lark's pink skin. Then she drank deep, gulping down every ounce of milk in the cup without even stopping for air.

By then I was deep in Lark, balls-deep, pounding her with abandon like a rutting beast. If you'd ever wondered what a milking station would sound like, it was basically a whole lot of thwap-thwaps as Lark's tit wobbled in rhythm. When I went for the other breast, milk splattered everywhere, dripping down both of us and covering me in a sticky residue that I didn't mind at all. I lapped it up, relishing every drop of it, drinking my fill as I plowed my latest conquest into oblivion.

The sounds of pleasure Lark was making grew more and more primal – almost inhuman. They sounded like the mating cry of some kind of exotic beast, and soon enough she was coming, screaming as I filled her with my load, shooting my hot come up into her cunt until it leaked out the sides and sprayed onto my balls.

Finally we were done, panting together like wild animals, sweaty and tired.

Lark looked over at my mother. my mother was busy working her own pussy, moaning with pleasure as she watched us. Her shirt was pulled up so that I could see her breasts, her bra lying on the floor in tatters. Milk dribbled slowly down her nipple as she came with us, eyes squeezed tightly shut.

I rose shakily from the table. "Are you ready to get to work?"

Lark gave me a sexy little smile and stretched out her arms. I helped her up and we got dressed.

"Come on," I said, opening the door.

A sudden shock went through my body. For a split second, I saw an unfamiliar woman standing outside my door, but when it opened she vanished. I must have imagined her – she'd simply disappeared too quickly to be real.

The next instant, I found my attention focused on another female altogether – a stunning blonde, walking down the hall towards us with purpose. She wore a labcoat over her clothes, which included jeans and a tank-top, and even from far away I could tell she was absolutely gorgeous. She was built like a runway model, her breasts heaving under the tight fabric of her top. She strode forward with authority, the sway of her hips hypnotic.

By the time she reached our door, Maria and my mother were on their knees. They knelt in perfect sync, like they were being controlled by one mind, and bowed their heads low.

The blonde smiled at the sight. "You've done well," she purred.

It was only when I saw the look of utter worship on their faces that I knew what had happened. As I watched the mystery woman step into my apartment, everything seemed to freeze around me. I realized, with mounting horror, that all my senses were gone. All I could feel was panic.

As if in a dream, I watched the woman remove her labcoat to reveal a stunning figure. Her curves had been hidden before, but now they made perfect sense; they showed the natural result of a life lived free, not bound by any rules and without having to suffer pain.

"What are you waiting for, slaves?" The woman looked right at me and raised an eyebrow, as if seeing my fear. "Get on your knees!"

To my horror, my mother and Maria slid off their chairs and knelt next to me, prostrating themselves before the new arrival. Lark's jaw dropped, and for a moment she didn't move - until her mind overruled whatever instinct warned her not to submit. Then she joined us on the floor.

The woman laughed. "So many pets! Nick, I know you wanted to rule the world, but all you had to do was ask. I'll help you train all these pretty girls, if you let me have some of them."

"What the hell are you talking about?" The words felt alien to me, as if I were dreaming and had taken control of a character in a bad script.

She ignored me as she pulled up the hem of her labcoat and undid her pants, pushing them down to reveal that she was wearing thigh-high stockings and nothing else beneath. She spread her legs on the desk, giving me a good look at her beautiful shaved pussy. She stroked a finger up and down her slit, making herself shiver as she got ready.

"Come and get it," she purred.

I moved forward on auto-pilot. As much as I was terrified and angry, my body had a different idea.

A second later I found myself between those soft thighs, tasting her perfect cunt.

My tongue went deep, licking up and down, tasting everything. This was by far the best pussy I'd ever licked; her juices were like wine, her sweetness so potent it almost hurt my tongue. When I pushed inside her and found her clit, I saw stars: it was the size of a grape, and when I wrapped my lips around it I practically heard her cumming. The taste of her honey made my head spin.

Her hands wrapped in my hair, pulling me deeper between her legs. The pain in my scalp was like an erotic spark, making my cock throb harder, leaking pre-come like a sieve. The tip slid across the floor, leaving a thin trail of sticky white in its wake.

She ground herself against my face, her thighs quivering. Her moans came louder, more frantic. They sounded different than I'd ever heard before – desperate, begging. I had to look up.

To my surprise, Lark was crying. She looked at me with the softest eyes I've ever seen, her tears leaving mascara trails down her cheeks.

Something clicked for me, then, as we shared our gaze. My heart pounded in my chest, and the moment seemed to stretch forever, as if we were sharing the same secret.

Suddenly I knew what to do.

I got on my feet and took her by the shoulders. I kissed her, hard, tasting myself on her tongue. It was a kiss of total acceptance; of understanding. A kiss that meant I saw Lark exactly how she was, and I wanted that.

Her sobbing grew more intense as the kiss deepened. She put her arms around my neck and moaned softly into my mouth.

She slid her hips down and guided my cock to her pussy. I was ready to make her mine completely.

Maria arrived at the lab a few minutes later to see something that almost knocked her socks off.

The place was wrecked. Tables were overturned, papers were strewn about, broken beakers crunched underfoot. Even as she watched, a test tube filled with neon orange fluid tipped from its stand and shattered on the ground.

A strange figure stood in the middle of the carnage, surrounded by half-dozen of her friends, each girl wearing skimpy schoolgirl skirts and no blouse at all. One of the girls had a huge rack; her breasts sagged against her chest like water balloons filled with jelly. Another girl wore a bra that seemed to have been made out of aluminum foil, though it did little to conceal her nipples from view.

The third thing Maria noticed about these girls is that each and every one of them looked stoned out of their gourd. As she watched, the blonde-haired goddess in the center of the group turned around and pushed on the buttons hidden in the smalls of her backs. The other six cried out in pleasure, moaning and whimpering as if the action took them far out of the real world and into one of pure ecstasy.

The lead girl was the first to snap out of her reverie. When she saw Maria she let out a sharp cry.

Maria raised an eyebrow. This girl was the kind of bombshell you'd expect to see on the cover of some dirty magazine, not roaming around in the lab of some scientist.

Except...something was off. And not just the clothes she was wearing – the look on her face seemed strange, as well. It was like her mind was somewhere else, like she wasn't fully registering reality.

But then the spell broke. The woman shook her head, and her eyes snapped open wide, focusing on Maria.

As soon as they made contact, Maria was drawn in. The moment their eyes met, it was like every cell in her body responded to this stranger. She wanted this woman, wanted her naked, wanted her wet. Wanted to please her and play with her and worship her like a goddess.

This woman was someone important, she knew that instantly.

Maria's heart thumped inside her chest with excitement. She didn't even know this woman's name – she just knew how much she wanted her.

Without another moment's hesitation, she stripped naked, tossing her clothes aside as the gorgeous woman watched. Maria took in the sight of her body, her full breasts and her perfect curves, the way her hair spilled down to her elbows in waves of crimson.

Then the girl was touching her, all over: her neck, her nipples, her slit, her thighs. As she touched, Maria found herself getting weaker in the knees, her body reacting to the touch in the most intense way possible.

By the time the mysterious woman led her to the bed, she could barely speak. The woman removed her clothes and slid between the sheets.

She was so beautiful, and smelled so good. Maria wanted to put her arms around her, to take her into her arms and squeeze her tightly against her. This felt like something she had always wanted, some dream-person she'd been seeking without realizing it.

So she let herself go. She sank onto the woman and pulled her closer, sliding between her legs as she began to lick her pussy. It was as if they were meant to be this way, both naked, writhing together in sweaty passion.

And that's when everything shifted again. This was the second time she'd done something like this today – the second time she'd lost track of reality and slipped into a surreal haze. It had to be part of the experiment, there was no other explanation. But what else? What else?

my mother moved on instinct, reaching over my shoulder and giving her a button a quick press. Instantly the world was spinning, pleasure coursing through Maria's veins and pushing away her doubts and worries.

As I tasted Lark, my cock came within inches of her face. Suddenly I felt fingers closing around my shaft – her fingers. Stroking me in an urgent rhythm. She began to moan louder and louder, bucking against my body as I sucked the milk from her swollen nipple, making her whole tit quiver.

By the time I'd tasted every last drop of her, my balls were ready to explode again. I pulled off her nipple with a loud pop, watching the thick jets of cream dribble from her areola to make sticky rivers all over her cleavage. I could have watched it all day, but I had a more pressing matter to attend to.

With a growl, I pushed her thighs apart, exposing her panties to my gaze. I licked my lips when I saw the dark stain in the crotch of the fabric – she'd been getting turned on this whole time. No surprise there: she was already halfway gone when she walked through the door.

Lark's eyes were filled with naked lust. I could tell what she wanted just by the way she looked at me. As she spoke, it was confirmation enough.

"Just put it in me," she whimpered. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Put your cock inside me and fuck me hard."

She arched her back, her tits heaving.

The head of my cock teased her pussy through her soaked panties. I loved being covered in her fluids, smelling her arousal. I pulled the material aside and pressed myself into her folds, feeling my body ache for hers as I slid an inch of my cockhead into her.

"Is that all you got?" She teased. "I said fuck me. Don't tell me my tongue was lying, too."

Her taunting hit the sweet spot in me – the part that liked to be dominated as much as the part that enjoyed dominating women. And since the buttons let me flip between sub and Dom at the drop of a hat, I decided I could afford to bend my rigid will for a moment.

I pressed deep inside her, feeling my shaft press against a tiny nub of flesh buried deep in her pussy. As I bottomed out, she screamed and came hard all over my cock. The waves of pleasure caused her hips to move in the sexiest little dance. Her movements made her milk jiggle and splash around in her tits – I'd never seen anything like it.

"Holy shit," I said, amazed.

"Yeah," she murmured, running her fingers through her hair. "Do you see why I needed to get it taken care of? It's so embarrassing being this sensitive all the time!"

It wasn't the only thing that was sensitive – after the first orgasm, it didn't take much to bring her back to the brink. The tip of my cock teased the depths of her cunt, stimulating her pleasure spot over and over.

"God, what are you doing to me?" She cried out. "It feels so fucking good! Come in me. Come in me. I'm about to come again...!"

I couldn't wait any longer. With a series of rapid thrusts, I brought us both to our limits and blew a thick, gooey load inside her waiting cunt. As her channel filled, it sent her over the edge as well, milking the sperm from my cock with the tight grip of her inner walls. I felt the liquid gush between her folds as we came, mixing together inside of her.

It was heaven. For several minutes we basked in the post-coital bliss, panting and exhausted. Then my mother stepped forward and wiped my cock clean with a moist towel before tucking me back in my pants.

When she finished, I rose from the table and headed toward the door. Lark and my mother's eyes followed me, their pupils full of nothing but obedience.

I stopped before heading out and glanced at my mother. A thought hit me that made my dick twitch with sudden interest.

Before my mother could react, I grabbed her from behind and pressed my palm against one of her buttons, one that hadn't been touched. It slid deep into her flesh, filling with red nanobots before the button disappeared beneath the surface.

my mother gasped, then groaned as pleasure shot through her veins.

A few moments passed, then Lark rose from the table. She pushed my mother away and leaned down to give me another sloppy kiss on the lips. I loved it. I loved that this strange, dark punk bitch was so ready and willing to please me, no matter who was watching.

I gave the table a light swat, indicating where I wanted her, then gave my mother a shove.

my mother moved, but her reaction was slow; she stared at Lark with obvious jealousy. Then I took my mother from behind and thrust her toward the table. Her tits rubbed against Lark's, the two women smearing themselves with the cum dripping down my cock. When I reached down, there were four perfect, round breasts waiting for my touch.

With a grin, I pulled out the remote control Maria had handed me before leaving. She had programmed it before we left for the bar last night, and as soon as she'd shown me how it worked, I knew exactly what I would do with it.

Maria didn't understand my motivations in the way my mother and Maya did, which was why she couldn't be trusted with this technology yet. I'd done some serious alteration work on those two after I figured out how to use the buttons to make people obey me – I'd made their arousal and desire for my seed skyrocket, to the point where they couldn't even think of anything else. The pleasure they took from giving me head, the incredible climaxes they received when I took them from behind or shot a huge load down their throats or in their eager pussies – that was why they remained such obedient slaves. They literally needed me to come, almost as badly as I needed them.

I could only imagine that once you were conditioned to obey someone, and to take absolute pleasure in doing so, nothing short of being taken off of the conditioning could remove that instinct. Which meant it might not be safe to let Maria know the full extent of the power of the pills I'd stolen. It wouldn't do to have an entire lab's worth of scientists taking them just to get their rocks off.

I wanted to make sure the same thing happened to Lark. But if she was milking herself already, did I need to bother? I knew from experience there was no better feeling than being deep inside of a woman as she climaxed, clenching tight around your shaft while her orgasm brought you to yours. What would it be like to shoot my load right into her udders?

I was about to find out.

I stood behind her, grabbing the girl by the hips as I thrust into her.

She arched her back and cried out as my cock sank balls-deep into her warm cunt.

The head of my prick was nestled in a warm pocket of flesh as she squeezed me, and already I felt it filling with hot liquid. Lark's face contorted as she came, spraying me all over with delicious cream. Her nipples sprayed a stream of white nectar, coating me with their sweet juice. I latched onto a nipple with my lips and drank her milk while she squealed in bliss, sucking deeply.

Fuck, there's nothing like the taste of a woman's breasts right after you've come. I had my mother's tits, but Maria didn't produce any milk. As my orgasm peaked inside of Lark's silken folds, I decided then and there I'd add her to our little family as soon as possible. I knew Maria wouldn't mind, either, if that smile she'd been giving me as she left was anything to go by.

I slammed deep inside Lark, shooting off another load as I drank deep.

We finished at about the same time. Lark leaned forward and rested her head on my chest, panting heavily, not caring as my hands kneaded her breasts like a couple of soft-plush balls.

We stayed that way for a few moments before she got up, pulled the rest of her dress off and looked down at her tits. They were covered in white glaze.

my mother grinned from across the kitchen. She had both feet propped up on the table, giving herself easy access to her pussy as she fucked her fingers in front of the whole room.

Lark raised an eyebrow.

"What are you looking at, you little slut?" She grabbed me by the collar and pulled my face between her breasts. "Suck these, Nick. Take a big drink from me."

I latched my lips onto a nipple and sucked. Hot, sweet milk flowed out, filling my mouth, dripping down my throat as I gulped it down. It was delicious, but I wanted more. I needed to feel my slave girl submit.

I sucked hard and let out a growl.

The sound had an effect on Lark, as it did on every girl I'd dominated with my powers. Her back arched, and a loud moan tore from her lips as she climaxed. She didn't stop coming for almost a minute. When it ended, she sagged against the table, trembling as my mouth moved from one breast to the other, filling with sweet cream.

Finally I decided I'd had enough, but not because I was finished drinking from her. Her milk had sent my libido skyrocketing, and I wanted to pound her pussy with every fiber of my being. I stood, grabbed her hips and spread her thighs wide before I thrust into her soaking-wet sex.

Fuck, she felt good! It was like she was made to take my cock, the way her walls gripped my shaft and teased me. I leaned in and sucked on her neck while I fucked her, teasing her with gentle little love-bites. my mother took off her shoes and knelt between our legs, her face buried in my balls while she fingered herself. I'd always had the idea she would make a great foot slave, and now I got to have a hot woman eating my nuts while I claimed another.

It didn't take long before I reached the edge. I wanted to hold back, wanted to draw out the pleasure as long as possible, but the combination of the hotness of the situation, the sensation of having both women worship me like the Master I was and Lark's cunt as tight as any I'd ever experienced – well, I couldn't take it for too long.

I pressed my fingers against her buttons again, sending her spiraling through orgasms over and over again as I emptied my balls into her fertile, eager womb. She screamed in pleasure as I gave her everything I had, spraying shot after shot of come in her sex, breeding her like the filthy whore she was.

By the time I was done, we were covered in sweat. I fell onto the table beside her, my cock spent and sore in the best possible way. my mother rose from between our legs and curled up against the table next to us.

Lark looked at me with love and adoration, and I felt the same look reflected on my face.

She put a hand on her belly and sighed contentedly.

After Maria returned from the lab and brought her news – the pill wouldn't be ready for a couple days yet, but she was working as fast as she could to improve the manufacturing process – we spent the rest of the morning in bed, the four of us getting to know each other and enjoying each other's bodies. By the time night rolled around, we'd tried everything, including me fucking and coming in all three of them at once and making my mother and Maria eat it out of each other.

The following morning, as I woke up to three women in the throes of a huge orgasm – it was amazing how responsive all the girls were to my touch now, whether I wanted to fuck or merely wanted them to worship me – I decided to check on the status of the pills.

The moment I walked into the lab, I knew something was wrong. For starters, there were papers strewn everywhere. Normally, Maria would have kept this place immaculate even while in the middle of an experiment. I couldn't see Maria herself – there was a bunch of machinery surrounding the desk she normally worked at. It wasn't until I stepped over a toppled chair that I saw her.

She had been duct taped to the wall, her arms stretched as far above her as they could go. Someone had put a big X on her chest, but that wasn't what worried me – not only was her mouth gagged, she was completely nude. She struggled in her bonds, looking at me with terror in her eyes.

That's when I noticed the guy sitting in front of the camera. He wore a long black cloak with the hood pulled up – so tight I couldn't even see his face. In his hand, he held a gun pointed directly at the struggling Maria.

It only took me a split second to take in the scene – I didn't even stop walking, just kept crossing the floor toward the man. My power made people unable to disobey commands – and one of those commands was to do everything in their power to avoid hurting anyone unless absolutely necessary.

He wanted to keep me away from him as long as possible to increase the likelihood of Maria getting shot, I realized. So I'd have to be faster.

As soon as he heard my footsteps, the man turned around. When I saw his eyes – there was no iris or sclera at all, just a uniform, inky blackness – I knew what I was up against. The Shadow Man had finally caught up to me.

My stomach twisted into knots of fear – but it didn't stop me.

Just then, a woman entered from the same doorway he'd been standing by. She was dressed as if from the 1800's, wearing a high-necked collar, a white silk dress and gloves that ran all the way up her arms. For a moment, I was thrown, unsure which one was real.

Then the shadow man spoke – his voice was cold, hollow, empty.

His voice sounded like the emptiness inside me.

Like he had an endless void of emptiness in place of whatever makes people human. Like whatever humanity there was in him had been snuffed out a long time ago, leaving behind only that black, endless void.

The kind that wanted to consume everything and leave nothing behind.

This is the last thing I remember.

When I woke up again, I was tied to a chair, in a small room that looked like a cell. I knew at once what was going on: my nemesis had finally caught me.

My worst enemy was a figure who called himself the Shadow Man. He seemed to have powers similar to mine, only he could also create shadow duplicates of people. One time when we were fighting, he'd created so many clones of me that it got to the point where I was beating myself.

It was his face I saw next to me as I regained consciousness. He looked about 40, with long blonde hair, high cheekbones and cold, empty black eyes. He wore all black, like he was a magician from the 17th century, and he spoke with a weirdly emotionless voice – like whatever humanity he'd had been snuffed out so long ago, even traces of emotion had gone with it.

There was a woman with him – tall, slender, beautiful. She was wearing an old-fashioned white dress and long white gloves, and had a collar like a nun's around her neck. From the way she hung on to Shadow Man, I realized with a jolt of surprise that she must be his girlfriend. Or, at the very least, she was under his power in the same way I put women under mine.

The Shadow Man stepped into the light, which came in through a tiny skylight several dozen feet above. There was an ominous rumble, and I suddenly felt gravity working much, much harder than it normally did. It was hard to speak, but I managed to croak:

The woman knelt, her eyes locked onto mine. Then, without any preamble, she began to suck my cock.

I let out a little cry as she pulled down my jeans. Her lips were so soft, and there was a tingling sensation wherever she touched me. I looked down in shock as I saw my manhood disappear into her lips. She bobbed her head in rhythm with my thrusts, looking up at me expectantly.

Her skin was pale, almost white, and her hair was long, black and shiny. When the light hit it at the right angle, I swear I could see little specks of color within it – as if it weren't a solid substance but made of thousands upon thousands of little strands that were constantly in motion, like smoke trapped under a glass. It took me a moment to realize what she was doing, and then I couldn't believe it: this girl was actually sucking on my cock like it was candy! I could feel my balls getting heavier, rising toward climax –

A sudden shock of pleasure pulled me back from the edge. As the woman blew me, she'd stuck her free hand up underneath the leg of my shorts, cupping and gently squeezing my nuts. It was all I could do to stay standing – I grabbed the sides of the seat for stability and watched the blowjob with amazement. This chick was amazing – if her breasts had milk, I was beginning to suspect she wouldn't be totally averse to taking my come and shooting it into an IV.

And why not? This was my fantasy world, after all. If I wanted to make some strange-ass porno scenario into a reality, I had the power to do so. In fact, I should give it a shot.

I reached between her thighs as I thrust, slipping two fingers against her clit. She moaned around me, shuddering and arching her back at the touch. When I saw the look in her eye, I knew my new toy was ready to play.

I pushed her head to the side and grabbed her arm. My fingers found the little button buried in her pale flesh, and I pressed down.

As the button depressed, Lark let out a scream that must have been heard by everyone on the block. "What the fuck is going on?" she shouted, thrashing from side to side and nearly biting my cock in half. "Why can't I move my body?"

I stared down at the girl, utterly confused. Her eyes were wide with panic, and her limbs shook slightly with the strain of trying to stand, but not budging an inch.

"I've paralyzed you," I explained. "You can't control your arms or legs. You're completely helpless."

"You fucking prick!" she said, the fear obvious on her face. "If this is some sort of joke -"

The threat died in her throat. I'd reached down and started playing with her nipple, rolling the tiny bud between my fingers and giving her clit long, lazy strokes with my fingertips.

A deep shudder passed through her body, culminating with a cry of pure bliss that sent her over the edge. Juice coated her thighs and my cock in moments, flowing onto the chair beneath us.

I had a job to do. I'd put this girl at the mercy of my whims, and now she needed a dose of those whims like air.

Her mouth was open. I slipped my cock between her lips, letting her tongue wrap around my shaft before it slid into her waiting mouth. She didn't miss a beat – as soon as I was inside, her head bobbed up and down, pleasuring every inch of my length with a long, slow lick.

I fucked her for a few seconds, but after all that teasing her cunt wouldn't be enough to get me off – at least, not fast enough to be worth the trouble. So I turned my attention to her ass.

I wasn't gentle, either. It would serve the bitch right if I broke the first toy I got from her factory. But Lark moaned in pleasure as I pressed my thumb against her ass, pushing until she spread around me like butter. Soon she was riding the whole fist, moaning as she sucked me off.

Meanwhile my mother was totally distracted by her own arousal, furiously masturbating while staring at us like we were a porno.

A minute or so later, Lark let go of my cock, letting it slide from her lips. A trail of spit hung down from the tip to her chin; as I watched, it broke free and dripped onto the ground.

Then she bent over and spat on my mother's bare pussy.

my mother's eyes opened wide at the sensation – then shut tight, a deep groan coming from deep inside her chest as she rode the waves of pleasure rolling from her crotch. She shook her hips in time with Lark's tongue, letting it roll between her pink folds while Lark continued to suck me off.

Finally, she couldn't take anymore. Giving the back of Lark's head a light caress, my mother slid into a chair and spread her legs further.

Lark's gaze darted toward me, as if waiting for permission.

I gave my nod of assent.

She buried her face in my mother's slit, lapping away with long, lazy strokes as her lips closed around my mother's clit. Lark slipped one hand beneath her skirt and played with herself while her other squeezed my mother's tit, the nipple squirting little jets of milk as she rolled it between two fingers.

my mother writhed in pleasure, riding her sister's tongue to orgasm after orgasm, making me glad I'd decided not to hypnotize her before letting her come. Finally, she grabbed Lark's head by the hair and pulled it back, bringing their eyes together.

With her other hand, she pushed Lark onto the table. She lay flat, still stroking her own dripping wet pussy as my mother climbed on top of her. They were so horny, so caught up in lust that they didn't even speak – they simply began kissing passionately as Lark groped for my mother's tits and started milking them. A stream of milk arced through the air, landing in her mouth, and the two women groaned with delight as they licked each others lips.

This was almost too much – I could feel another orgasm rising, and there was no way I wanted this party to end here. Stepping forward, I pressed the button at the top of Lark's minidress and smiled as it unzipped down the center seam, peeling itself open like a banana. I pushed her dress aside, marveling at the tattoo work. Her entire upper body was covered in a huge, intricately detailed design that resembled a tree or bush; its branches spread out over her stomach and hips, giving her an even more exotic and feminine appearance.

I couldn't keep myself from sucking her nipples – my mouth closed around the nearest one and sucked, the creamy milk flowing down my throat as I teased her tit with my tongue. I let her taste herself, sharing a kiss full of her fluids as I reached down and pushed into her slit, feeling how wet it was.

Holy crap. She was soaking. And the way her walls squeezed against me, trying to suck my fingers in deeper, let me know that I needed to fill her immediately.

So I did.

It felt strange, taking her on the same table I'd made love to Maria mere hours ago – but in a good way. As I entered her, filling her to the core with every inch I could give, her back arched and her legs went around my waist, pulling me as deep as possible. She began to scream, bucking against me as an orgasm ripped through her body.

And all I'd done was put my dick inside.

This is crazy. If I was going to hypnotize everyone in the world and turn them into my slaves, I wanted to do it now. I didn't want to wait around for the pills to be created and ready to be shipped out. I wanted the world now.

Because being on top like this...it's better than any drug or sexual act. You can't describe how powerful it is unless you've experienced it.

I leaned forward, cupping Lark's massive breasts in my hands. The creamy liquid dripped down my wrists as I closed my mouth around the nearest nipple. It was like ambrosia as I gulped the sweet, warm fluid down – it was almost enough to make me orgasm all by itself. My hips started working against her leg, her leather pants rubbing against my head.

Fuck, I need this pussy now.

My eyes met hers – there was still a bit of defiance there, just a trace, but it was fading fast. I grinned wickedly, knowing what I had planned would wipe it from existence.

But first...there was something else I wanted from her.

I stepped back, licking milk from my lips.

Lark let out a disappointed sound, like a child whose toy had been taken away.

"Oh, don't worry," I said, "I'm not going anywhere. I just want you to show me how you play with yourself when I'm not around."

I turned to my mother. "What do you think?"

She was staring at Lark with a strange look. It took me a moment to realize she wanted to do more than watch.

"Go ahead," I said.

Lark squealed as my mother crawled across the kitchen table and latched onto a nipple, her hands sliding down between her new friend's thighs. Lark's face flushed red with pleasure, then her eyes went wide in surprise as my mother spread her lips with her fingers.

The scent of milk mixed with the smell of sex, making me crazy. As Lark let out a groan of pure satisfaction, I leaned forward and sucked on her other nipple.

She tasted fucking amazing. The warm milk flowed over my tongue, thick and sweet, as I drank from her like an animal. My tongue brushed the tip of her nipple and her fingers gripped my hair, pushing me deeper.

She was starting to get noisy as I sucked, so I reached behind her back and pressed my finger against her button. It was too much sensation all at once for her, and her orgasm sent her over the edge. She bucked and shivered beneath me, grinding her slit against my thigh as she rode it out.

It went on and on, until finally she lay boneless on the kitchen table, breathing heavy, her eyes glazed over as she drifted into subspace.

Perfect.

I picked her up and turned her around, putting her on all fours on the kitchen table. I slid my still-wet cock between her lips, parting her easily, then drove forward until I felt my tip press against her button. Then, in one long motion, I slammed inside her.

She screamed as my balls slapped against her skin. I was relentless, driving hard with each stroke as I pounded her pussy. My fingers curled around her tits, gripping them hard like handles to hold myself in place. She pushed back against me like an animal in heat, slamming her thick ass against me as our bodies made the most delicious noise.

As we fucked, my step-mom stepped into the room. She watched, one hand in her jeans, as her step-son railed this strange woman right next to her plate of eggs and bacon. She couldn't have been more turned on if I'd fucked her right then and there.

Lark turned, noticing the new arrival, and grinned as I fucked her.

"Hi. You must be the MILF I've heard about." She looked down at her breasts, and smiled. "You want some of this?"

"Oh fuck yes," Maria said, dropping to her knees in front of the girl and opening wide. "Suck on her big titties while you take that huge cock, slut."

Lark let out a happy little moan, then reached out and began tugging at Maria's shirt. "Let's see those babies, too," she moaned.

Maria's eyes went wide and she leaned back just long enough to remove her top and bra, exposing her full, milky tits to the girl. With a lusty groan Lark shoved a nipple in her mouth, biting down on it gently. Maria cried out, bucking her hips in pleasure as Lark began sucking in a slow rhythm.

"Good girl," Lark cooed, reaching down between Maria's legs and rubbing her dripping slit through her panties. "Milk those tits. Get me nice and full so I can feed you later."

my mother joined in, pulling her shirt over her head and getting naked from the waist-up as she latched onto Lark's free nipple, suckling away hungrily. Lark groaned at the sight of my mother's heavy breasts swinging below her, and gave her hard pink nipples a tweak that sent her wild.

Lark glanced up at me with an expression that seemed almost predatory. She removed her nipple from my mother's lips, then turned and spat into my face. The spit hit me, sliding down my cheek, but the insult only made me want her more.

"Do it, you fucking slut," I growled, taking her head in my hands. "Fuck you."

"Yeah, Nick," Lark said with a moan, biting my neck. "Fuck me!"

I grabbed her hips and began to pump my cock in and out of her, filling her depths as her inner walls stretched to take me all the way in. Her tongue traced up my throat, then I kissed her, tasting my mother's lipstick on her mouth. It was like making out with both of them at once, and it made my body tense with lust as my orgasm built up, pressure mounting at the base of my shaft.

Her nipples were pointed and dripping. I licked one experimentally, running my tongue over it before opening wide and taking as much of it as I could into my mouth.

My mouth filled with cream. I pulled back, letting it slide down my throat as I took a second, deeper taste. The flavor was rich and slightly sweet, delicious against my tastebuds. I drank deep, my mouth working furiously. With the help of Lark's tits, I was giving myself a milkshake, one I couldn't wait to finish.

Her hands ran through my hair, grabbing me like she wanted me to drink her dry. As I sucked, I fucked, slamming her pussy until she was crying out, begging to be fucked harder.

Finally I lifted my head away and came. She cried out as my load coated her stomach and cleavage, mixing with her milk. She bent down, scooping some off of her chest onto two fingers, then popped them into her mouth, getting a taste of our combined essence.

Then she looked me straight in the eye as I was still recovering from my orgasm.

And she pressed both hands against her belly.

The buttons made it look like something out of a sci-fi film. At first nothing happened; then suddenly every button along the entire front of her body opened up, and her torso split down the middle. Two halves of her slid apart, revealing a soft pink center, wet with slick fluid.

It was her pussy – which had been her pussy, as it turned out, and also the rest of her cunt, because she didn't have breasts or tits, she was all tit. Her whole body was a sexual organ.

I fell to my knees without saying a word, staring in amazement at her gaping pussy. Her cervix flexed like an open mouth, her inner walls slick and dripping with juices. Above me, my mother leaned in and whispered into Lark's ear.

Lark nodded, then spoke.

"Go ahead," she said to me. "Drink."

And I did.

I dove into Lark's cunt face-first, opening my mouth and slurping up her nectar as if I'd die without it. She cried out in delight as I drank, holding me close and bucking against my mouth. The flavor was indescribable - better than anything I've ever tasted. I'm surprised I didn't get drunk off of it.

Her nipples sprayed cream directly into my mouth, filling it with liquid sugar. My whole world became tits and pussy, softness and honey, nothing else existed but pleasing Lark and getting as much of her body juices into me as I could. I would have stayed there for days if she'd let me.

It took some time before I returned to reality. I was still eating her cunt, her body now quivering with an impending orgasm, when I remembered what she was supposed to be doing: sucking my cock. I was more than ready to fill that hot little throat with my load, so I gently moved her off my cock and turned to the side to see if she was taking care of herself.

Maria and my mother were on either side of Lark. Their eyes were full of lust, their breathing ragged, both of them pumping furiously between their legs. The air stank with arousal.

I should have gotten mad at Maria for coming back when I'd told her not to. But she did it because she couldn't stand being away from me – her need was too great.

Still, I didn't want her getting too bold, so I gave her a few quick button presses and she slumped to her knees, her mind wiped of everything except thoughts of what I was going to make her do later tonight.

The next thing I did was give my mother another push, because she was just sitting there staring at me as if nothing was happening, as if she hadn't heard anything I'd said earlier. When she finally came back from whatever fantasy land she'd wandered into, she looked angry enough to slap me.

Which was why she was on her knees next to Maria in the blink of an eye. I smiled: that was better.

Then it was time to get back to the business of fucking the brains out of this new whore.

I walked over to Lark, ran my hand through her short blue hair, and pressed her face to my abs. Those hot lips kissed their way over to my stomach.

With a grunt, I yanked her up by the hair and slammed her against the kitchen table. She gasped with surprise and let out a breathless laugh as I pushed her onto her back.

She put her feet on either side of me, spreading her thighs wide and presenting her glistening pussy to me like a buffet.

The first thing I did was take a long lick, savoring the flavor. It was incredible: sweeter than any girl I'd ever tasted. As I teased her folds, taking care to dip inside her every time I reached her clit, I sucked deeply on one nipple. When I pulled away, it was to look at the sweet cream covering my lips.

As if guided by an unseen hand, my head dropped to her tit. I was so fucking hard right then.

Her fingers tangled in my hair as I began to nurse. There were no words for the sensation of feeling her body provide this sustenance. And from a total stranger! If I wasn't in the mood to fuck before, I was now – but not here.

I wanted Lark bent over my desk, screaming and moaning while I pounded her.

Suddenly, a thought hit me: what the hell was I doing? Why was I standing here sucking this girl's tits when there were other things I could be doing to her? What the fuck was wrong with me?

That was a lesson learned. No more getting lost in the moment. I was going to have my cake – and eat it too.

So I pushed a button. And Lark responded.

She slumped forward, eyes wide as my mental influence flooded her brain. Now her face was a blank, her mouth open just slightly as her body awaited instructions.

Time for round two.

my mother giggled.

Lark looked up, confused, and then smiled. My step-sister stood between her thighs, head buried between Lark's legs, making out with her pussy.

I was surprised, too – after all, my mother had never done anything like that before. But seeing my cock stiffen at the sight of it, she quickly dropped to her knees and began to suck, cleaning my rod with her mouth, drinking in the cum and cunt-juice.

As for Lark, she lay back on the kitchen table, grabbing my mother's head and mashing her lips against her pussy.

She was beautiful like this, lost to her lust, hips thrusting upward, eyes tightly shut. I grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her off the table, flipping her onto all fours. I pulled the black leather aside and stared into the sweet pink lips of her pussy, juicy and ready and practically begging to be fucked.

Then I was on top of her, fucking her hard and fast from behind, making her squeal as my thick shaft stretched her out. My fingers sank into her pale white skin as I went as deep as possible, pressing my hips flush against hers and staying there for a moment before withdrawing.

my mother and Lark watched each other's eyes while they licked one another, tongues swirling around flesh as their pussies grew wetter and hotter.

After a bit, my mother rose up on all fours, and I pushed down on her head until it was between Lark's knees. Now both girls were getting what they wanted at once, Lark grinding her cunt on my mother's face while sucking my step-sister off her long, stiff clit. It made a wicked, lewd triangle of pleasure that drove everyone involved insane with arousal.

Lark began to scream out her orgasm first. I felt it coming on and kept going, wanting to send her over the edge while still riding her. As she came, her cunt seemed to spasm even harder around my shaft, drawing me in deeper and massaging my sensitive member perfectly. At the same time, she latched onto my mother's breast like a hungry newborn and sucked hard, drawing a mouthful of sweet milk straight from my mother's nipple. my mother came almost instantly, squirting into Lark's open mouth while her own went numb, but Lark refused to let her pull away.

my mother's tongue dipped inside Lark's folds while Lark drank from her step-brother, and the two girls looked at each other and grinned like co-conspirators. Lark released my mother's nipple and leaned down to kiss her deeply, transferring the milk into her mouth. Their tongues met and danced together in a display of wanton sexual power.

Then I couldn't take it anymore.

It happened so quickly I nearly passed out. my mother got up from her seat to leave, but Lark pulled her over to us, grabbing her hips and turning her around. Before my mother could protest, Lark spread her pussy and mashed their lips together. They both moaned in unison as Lark pulled on my mother's clit, rubbing her folds against the ones she'd just finished cleaning out of her mouth.

my mother looked back at me, her eyes pleading.

I was so far gone by this time. I grabbed a handful of my mother's asscheeks, spread her sweet pale cheeks apart and pushed inside, fucking her with deep strokes that stretched her cunt tight around my shaft. This time she came before I did, her milk-swollen tits pressing against my body as I filled her once again with my seed. I groaned with joy as my cock pulsed, squirting my cum into her depths like she wanted so desperately for me to do.

As we fucked, I felt the warm spray of another woman's milk all over my face, and opened my eyes to see Lark squeezing her tits, dousing me in the white ambrosia. As my balls finished draining their load, Lark took my head in her hands and planted a big kiss on my lips, sucking the cream off me hungrily, her mouth tasting of milk and sex and lust. I kissed her right back, my whole body tingling with pleasure as our tongues met.

I realized in that moment I had a second slave. And I was going to make her feel every bit as good as Maria and my mother.

Lark and I made it as far as the kitchen counter – she climbed up onto it while my mother held her dress aside. The sight of my seed leaking from her pussy was enough to set my libido off again – with no foreplay, I pushed my cock deep inside her and made her moan, thrusting into her as deeply as I could as she squirted milk from her breasts all over both of us. Her tongue went crazy licking at my chest, slurping up my sweat mixed in with the white stuff dripping from her nipples. my mother knelt behind me, taking me in her mouth with every stroke as I took Lark from behind.

my mother sucked me hard and fast, making me even more turned on. It only took a few minutes of this before I was ready to go off.

“You want that hot load deep inside your cunt, bitch? Are you ready to be bred by your Master's cock?”

Lark screamed. “Fuck yes! Do it, Nick! Give it to me!! FILL ME UP!!!!! I want to be a mother, give me that fucking baby juice!!!!!!! Please!!!!! Come for me!!!!! Ohhhh fuck yesssss!!!!!!!!”

I slammed balls-deep in her cunt, shooting hard enough to make the walls shake. The first time I'd fucked my mother, I hadn't realized what it looked like, but now I did: her eyes widened, then fluttered as she panted, looking like the orgasm made her brain go haywire with pleasure. The fact that we were both half dressed added a filthy eroticism, a primal desire to fuck her as hard and as thoroughly as possible.

As I poured more of my come into her depths, she grabbed my face with her hands, crushing our mouths together. Our tongues met in midair, swirling like a snake-pit, tasting her own juices and milk on my lips. It made me even more horny to kiss her, my hips picking up their pace as I rammed her womb full of sperm.

As my last shots emptied out, I pulled my pants the rest of the way down and tossed them aside, then helped Lark off the kitchen table. I turned around and bent her over, pressing her tits against the polished wood while I took her doggy-style, fucking her deep in those tight folds and making her beg for more. I was relentless, giving her just a few seconds to catch her breath before going again. By the time I'd worked up a good rhythm, my mother had taken one of the kitchen chairs, placing it in front of us.

Her legs were splayed wide, her panties pushed aside. Her pussy was already shining wet, and it shined a whole lot more at the first glance of my cock.

She looked up at me, smiling as her fingertips traced circles around her clit.

my mother had known that if Lark started sucking me, I wasn't going to be able to stop myself. What could I say? My dick was an animal, a monster with an appetite that couldn't be controlled. So she'd let me blow in her, let me make the slut that much hotter and more willing, knowing that the moment I was finished, I would want to fill Lark's cunt – because I'd have no choice. It was exactly what Maria had predicted: my dominance over these three beauties was all too often the result of biological instincts I couldn't control.

The tip of my cock pressed against the folds of Lark's sex. At my first thrust inside she grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me, tongue working its way into my mouth and wrapping around mine as we made out like crazy. She tasted sweet, like berries, and I devoured her lips as my cock stretched her walls around me.

Fuck, I loved turning women into helpless sluts.

Her tongue pierced my cheek, moving faster and deeper than any normal muscle could. With every passing second, her spit went further into my mouth until it was coating every bit of tissue I possessed. Her milk was having a similar effect – the tiny doses shot into my flesh were enough to keep me addicted to her taste, the creamy liquid making me harder than I thought possible.

I started fucking her with abandon, the table rattling beneath us as I pumped in and out, our mouths locked tight as we kept on kissing. Then she was cumming, her cunt clamping down like a vice on my cock as she screamed through an earth-shattering orgasm, and I was coming too.

The sensation of my balls emptying their contents deep inside another woman's womb was so overwhelming that when my pleasure ended, I simply collapsed atop her body, my limbs like noodles as I struggled to move. It had all been too much: first the blow job, then the amazing tit fuck and milk, and finally being deep inside of her – not to mention what I'd done to my step-sister and Maria before that. I was overwhelmed by it all, and it seemed I wouldn't be able to stop cumming if I didn't fall immediately asleep.

So that's what I did. I passed out there on top of Lark, with my cock still buried deep inside of her. The last thing I heard was her whispering in my ear, words of dirty, filthy promise.

I was a very lucky man.

The next morning I awoke, and knew at once it would be a good day. My alarm hadn't gone off yet, and sunlight streamed in through the window in the room Maria and I shared. Maria was curled up next to me, smiling in her sleep, her breasts moving slightly up and down with each breath. She was naked, just like I was, but had fallen asleep before anything had happened – she'd been pretty worn out from working with my mother and step-sister when she'd returned home, and had barely been able to say hello before passing out on the bed. I was pretty tired, too, from my workout the night before, but I needed to get my ass moving – today I was supposed to be looking for a new job.

Then I saw Lark sitting at my computer desk, watching us from her chair. She was nude, every inch of her body revealed for my inspection. She wasn't covered in piercings down there, to my relief – only one of her nipples was pierced, which worked fine for me – but damn, she had a good figure.

I glanced down at Maria, and suddenly my mind began to race.

A few moments later I had a beautiful naked redhead beneath me, moaning softly as I ate her out. Lark's hands were on my shoulders, squeezing me as she watched what I was doing.

Maria woke up slowly, moans building to a crescendo before she blinked awake. When she saw me, she squealed, then gasped as she remembered where we were.

Lark ran her fingers through my hair and said, "It's okay – your master's here."

I lifted my head from between her legs. "Your master," I said, winking, "is hungry as hell. Why don't you give Maria one of those buttons while I finish this delicious breakfast?"

Maria glanced from Lark to me, confused, then back. Lark was already pulling out a little vial of the buttons, which had been sitting next to her thigh on the kitchen table. As Maria approached, Lark uncapped it and pressed the button to her chest.

The look on her face was absolutely stunning. If it hadn't been so hot, it would have been hilarious. "Fuck me!" she said, sounding completely shocked.

"What the hell is that thing?"

As it turns out, it's really hard to talk when you're lactating – and Maria was finding this out the hard way. I looked down at her, kneeling between my slave's thighs, and felt my cock begin to pulse as my balls tingled.

"Come on, slave," I growled. "You need to get used to sucking cock, because I'm gonna be getting my dick wet in your friends as well as you before too long."

Maria nodded, steeling herself, then took me into her mouth. Lark moaned with pleasure as Maria tongued her clit, teasing out an orgasm that sent squirts of cum shooting in every direction. my mother stood behind us, holding her breasts in a tight hug while she watched the scene unfold.

"Oh god, she's licking my cunt! I'm gonna come again!"

Lark's whole body tensed up as she began to shudder. As she came, she buried her mouth on my cock and sucked it for all she was worth. I couldn't take it anymore: I was coming down her throat, spurt after hot spurt, filling her with seed.

"Wow." I pulled out of her mouth and looked her in the eyes. "That was pretty fucking hot."

"Uh huh." She didn't look entirely in control of her faculties. The button was doing its work. She was completely lost in arousal. "Can we do something?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I think I'm doing you enough by having a taste of your amazing rack."

She bit her lip, looking up at me hungrily. "Yeah, but can you fuck me? I need it. I need it real bad, Master. You can put it wherever you want...just please...please, fill me with that sweet cock..."

Oh yes.

"Get on the floor," I ordered. "Face down, ass up - that's right. Look how wet you are for me already! And you're not wearing underwear underneath that little dress of yours. God, you're a total slut."

She whimpered with need. Her body was covered in goosebumps, her sex absolutely dripping with wetness. Her juices rolled off the edge of her cunt lips, forming sticky little threads as they splattered onto the kitchen floor.

"I need it," she whimpered. "Fuck, I need your dick inside of me so bad!"

my mother got down on the floor beside her. When Lark turned her head, my mother wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a kiss. The girls tongues met with the eagerness of two whores hungry for my dick.

"That's right," I said, kneeling behind Lark and taking in the sight of her delicious, rounded ass. "You want this cock?"

"I do, sir," Lark panted. "I want it more than anything!"

I pressed my tip against her folds. The heat coming off her flesh felt wonderful on my crown, which was still covered in a mix of Maria's juices and my mother's pussy cream. But there was another smell wafting up from her cunt, something familiar and primal...

Oh shit! It was piss! Her pussy was dripping with urine – she'd been holding it before we took her upstairs, and now that button on her ass was making it flow freely from her sex. What a freak!

I grabbed her by the hips and spread her wider. Without hesitation I slammed forward, hilting my cock inside her cunt and pushing all the way to the end. A spurt of warm wetness came from her cunt – Lark had let herself go. She couldn't control her bladder anymore – my cock was in too deep, the pressure against her bladder too intense. It was like an unexpected waterfall. I felt a hot stream running between her thighs, splashing my balls and pooling around my feet.

Fuck, it felt amazing – that same naughty thrill as fucking someone's ass but wetter. Softer.

my mother knelt and began to lick my balls clean, drinking the golden fluid straight from my sack while I pummeled Lark's cunt. I bent down and licked at Lark's tits, and instantly became aware of the warm, sweet taste of mother's milk. No wonder she'd never stopped leaking – once she got started, I could have drank from those breasts day and night.

When I pressed my face against them, they spurted a little more milk, leaving the creamy white fluid to splash across my cheek and dribble onto my shoulders. I could feel it running over my chest, and the feeling was amazing. my mother moved up, licking up what she could and rubbing the rest into my skin with her soft fingers.

It was so damn sexy to see her kneeling like a whore before me, sucking up piss and lactation with her hands on my chest. While I pounded away at Lark's snug fuckhole, I grabbed my mother and planted a deep kiss right on her lips.

God, if there's something I love as much as a busty girl, it's an obedient one.

Lark grabbed me and kissed me hard, pressing her breasts against mine as my mother wrapped her lips around my cock, giving me a second tongue-bath on my shaft. I didn't need any help holding my load back – Lark's cunt was incredible, so warm, wet and tight – but it sure felt good! The idea of my cock disappearing between my mother's ruby lips after just leaving a woman's cunt was beyond hot, and soon I couldn't wait any longer.

The pressure inside me was unbearable. As the final, explosive moment of pleasure neared, I pulled my cock from my mother's lips and shoved it into Lark's. She gasped as I fired off stream after stream into the back of her throat, pumping the warm cream all over her tongue and filling up her mouth. When it was done, she opened her mouth wide, showing me how full she was.

I smiled, then slapped my hand against the button in the small of her back.

As before, she let out a muffled gasp, and then it was gone.

She blinked at me, confused. There was still a large load of white cum in her mouth, which she swallowed slowly, as if savoring the taste.

Then she did a double take. Her eyes went wide, looking at my mother sucking my cock; and even wider when she spotted Maria's notes, still lying next to my plate.

She turned her attention to the other table, where we'd shared our breakfast, and then fixed her stare on me.

I was ready for her this time, and before she could speak, I pressed another button. This one lay beneath her corset in a similar spot, though lower down.

my mother had already slid her panties aside and spread her thighs for me. As soon as I touched the button, Lark bent over the table and stuck her ass high into the air. I knew exactly what she wanted, and moved behind her, placing both hands on those soft, full hips.

I pulled aside her skirt, pushed her panties down to her knees, and licked my lips. She was shaved clean – her pussy looked like a work of art. A deep red clit rose from the folds like an exotic flower, and her lips were puffy, swollen with desire.

God, it's gonna be so good eating that, I thought. And it's probably gonna get me fucking hard again. I mean, after the show she gave me.

Then I heard Lark laugh.

I glanced up and noticed the big white streak in the middle of her back.

Crap! One of the buttons! If I activate that one, I'm gonna have another slave!

The idea was intoxicating. So far, I'd had Maria's sister Myrtle and my mother become my slaves. Adding my mother's friend Lark would make me a three for three. The more I thought about it, the better the idea sounded. Lark's pierced tits were already looking delicious in the morning sun, and I figured it couldn't hurt to try. After all, if I didn't want her to be mine, I could just turn off her button or snap my fingers.

I leaned forward, wrapping one hand around Lark's full, juicy ass, and pushed against her spine with my thumb.

At once, her nipples drizzled milk across my face. I opened my lips, letting the sweet white cream run down my throat as her scent flooded my nose. I moaned with delight as the warmth filled my gut; then my lips locked around her nipple, and I sucked like I'd just been born.

my mother had never tasted this good. Her milk was rich, creamy, thick with protein – no wonder she kept those things so big. She was almost literally drinking milk to keep herself lactating, pumping her body full of extra estrogen to stimulate her udders and producing milk all day long. But there was something different about the way she tasted – some other hormone in the mix. And that difference drove me crazy with lust.

Lark cooed, her body trembling in response to my touch. She threw one leg over my shoulder, grinding her soaked panties against my chest as I sucked first one breast then the other, swallowing great mouthfuls of her cream as her fingers ran through my hair.

Then suddenly I had an idea. A dirty, wonderful idea that would be sure to cement this new slave as mine for life.

I pulled off Lark's breasts and stood, taking her head in my hands. In response, she looked up at me curiously.

Then I grabbed my mother by the hair and pushed her into Lark's pussy.

I held the girls like that – one in each hand, their faces right in front of each other. They both blinked in surprise, not sure what to make of the situation.

my mother recovered first. Her tongue crept out and wrapped around Lark's clit piercing, causing the punk girl to tremble in place with an explosion of pleasure. As her nipples drizzled milk to splatter her thighs and corset, my mother went to work, eating her out with all the skill and talent she'd learned during years of practice.

Lark gasped at the suddenness of it, the speed with which my mother put her off balance and began pleasuring her. I could tell she hadn't expected things to happen like this.

So when my cock sprang up to smear precum across her cheeks, she gasped in pleasure and turned to me, letting me fuck her face as my mother ate her out. It was too much for her; her lips trembled around my cock as she came. my mother kept it going, not slowing her pace even when Lark climaxed.

And still I wanted more. I pushed myself deeper inside her mouth, until the head of my dick kissed the entrance to her throat.

She groaned like a whore around my cock, encouraging me. I pulled back and plunged deep once again, and this time her throat opened for me.

She'd been serious before: her throat was long and supple, easily accommodating my hard length. Her hands grabbed my hips, encouraging me to pump as hard as I could, so I did – and the harder I thrust, the more her breasts spilled their bounty into my mouth, until I was drinking down her sweet milk like my favorite milkshake.

The taste, coupled with her tight warmth, drove me crazy. It wasn't long before I had another load waiting to be unloaded.

As if she could sense it, Lark began moaning, rubbing at the spot where my cock sank between her folds. Before long she came with a groan, sucking on my balls like a vacuum cleaner as she rode out the waves of her climax.

My orgasm was intense. I kept my eyes locked on the slut's as my cock throbbed in her throat. It looked like she was struggling, but there was nothing but delight in her eyes – the same as there'd been in the faces of Maya and Maria and my mother that morning. The realization spurred me on as I fucked my hot new toy like an animal.

Then it was over – Lark fell backwards onto the table, her eyes shut, her lips swollen and pink. When she licked them, it was to catch a droplet of my cream as it dripped from the tip of my cock, which hadn't flagged in the slightest.

I was about to press my advantage and make her my slave when Maria walked through the door.

Maria took in the sight: her boyfriend and their neighbor naked, their clothes all askew, the air smelling of come and sweat and sex. The look on her face was one of total betrayal.

Maria turned around and burst into tears. Before I could react she took off, sprinting out of the house at top speed.

my mother grabbed her keys and purse from the couch.

“What's wrong with you? You're just going to let her go like that? What happened, did you fuck someone else in the past few hours or something? You didn't knock her up, did you? Because I'd like to be your first for that, if it's not too late...”

I realized Maria knew, right away. It took my mother a little longer, but soon her jaw was hanging open, an expression of hurt and horror on her face.

As I watched, tears welled up in my mother's eyes – but they weren't for herself. She rushed out of the house without another word, taking off after Maria.

The scene left me feeling hollow. For the first time since I'd discovered my powers, I felt like there might be a side effect.

Then I felt Lark's fingers on my chin, tilting my head upwards to look at her.

Her nipples were inches from my lips. As she stared into my eyes, she took one nipple and rubbed it up and down my shaft, coating my cock in a warm layer of delicious white.

The scent made my balls tingle. I couldn't wait any longer. I licked her stiff peak, drawing her into my mouth with a deep suckle.

Milk gushed into my mouth, salty and sweet at once. It filled my mouth as I took my first swallow, and from then on, I was hooked. This was the best thing I'd ever tasted – the texture silky smooth and delicious, the flavor somehow managing to be the essence of all things sexual at the same time. I wanted more.

I switched sides, letting my cock slide into the valley between Lark's big tits as I drank from her right nipple. As if she knew what I was thinking, she put her hands on either side of her bust and squeezed her flesh together, compressing around me so I could feel every ridge, every groove, every soft inch of her flesh caress me, all at once.

It felt incredible. I was lost in heaven.

Her thighs opened, and I caught sight of her panties – a tiny pink G-string that made her pussy into a little package. I could smell her through the fabric – I didn't know whether it was the chemical rush from the button I'd pushed earlier, or my own desire, but I wanted to bury my face between those creamy white legs.

So I did.

Lark gave a yelp of surprise, which quickly turned into a moan of pleasure as I yanked her G-string aside and pressed my lips against her swollen folds. Her skin was clean as the driven snow, and it tasted as good as it looked – a combination of sweet juice and sweat. I teased her with my tongue, tasting each bit of flesh slowly, carefully, taking time to savor her before flicking her clit with my tip.

My fingers played with her nipples like guitar strings. Each squeeze and tug of her big breasts made her leak a little more milk onto my tongue, and I made sure to swallow every last drop.

Her moans were almost musical, but they couldn't compete with the flavor of her cunt. The second I got a taste of it, I knew it was everything I'd been searching for. As I devoured her, teasing her clit until she was trembling from head to toe with need, I decided I wasn't just going to keep this girl forever – I was going to make her one of my new slaves, no question. The first time I came in this cunt was going to be accompanied by her begging me to let her serve me, mind and soul.

I reached around Lark's waist and pressed another one of her buttons. At once, she went off like a rocket, thrusting her hips against my mouth and grabbing the back of my head for support. She didn't cry out this time – her orgasm was too much to express in words. Her body moved on its own, like an animal, her legs wrapped around my head in a vise-grip while my mouth stayed glued between her legs. I thought she'd keep coming forever; the way she was riding my face, I might've gladly stayed there all day if I'd had to.

Finally, I pulled away, licking her taste from my lips like the icing from a cake. Lark leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, her huge tits looking delicious covered in sweat the way they were.

I glanced at my mother. She gave a shrug.

"What are you waiting for?" She said, crossing her legs. "Knock her up too."

I felt my heart skip a beat as an idea came to me.

"Sis," I said slowly, "are you feeling up to having that second child right away?"

my mother stared at me as if I'd spoken the question in tongues.

"What?"

I chuckled. "Have a threesome with Lark. Both of you can ride me – both of you can get pregnant right now."

Maria said it would be possible, but it hadn't seemed likely until this moment. We all exchanged a long look at the thought crossed our minds - how amazing it would feel to get pregnant during sex. I knew it would work for me; Maria had made it clear that since I couldn't get any girl I wanted pregnant, the effect didn't apply to me.

"Really?" my mother said softly.

I nodded. "That's what you want, right?"

The room filled with a sudden tension. I wondered if it had been a mistake - we still hadn't gone that far, even with everything that had happened between us.

"Nick," Lark whimpered, staring down at my mouth on her breasts. "Suck my tits...pour all your milk down my throat..."

At the mention of milk, my mother made up her mind. She joined me between Lark's legs, kneeling over Lark's arm and holding the punk beauty's mouth to her own nipple. Lark wasted no time taking it in her mouth and sucking.

my mother looked at me, her expression filled with bliss. "Oh yes," she moaned, reaching down to stroke my cock as I pumped inside Lark, "we are so doing this every morning! You like sucking Mommy's milk out of her big, swollen tits while Daddy fucks her?"

Lark had one hand stroking my mother's hair while the other grabbed my mother's ass, pulling my mother closer and giving my mother's milk more room to flow down Lark's throat.

Lark groaned as she came, but she didn't stop nursing, or letting me fuck her. She held my mother in her grip as the two women stared at me, pleading without words for their Master to fill them both with my seed.

I didn't think. Didn't hesitate. Both of them would have my babies whether they liked it or not.

"Sis, get up on the table with her - let her nurse you while I fill your cunt."

my mother did what I told her, sitting on the edge of the table with her legs spread while I fucked the beautiful punk. I grabbed both her tits as I drove in and out of her, watching as creamy milk poured out all over my mother's waiting lips.

"Oh yeah," Lark groaned. "This is fucking dirty. Fucking filthy."

I agreed. Maria and Maya had both turned me on to how fun incest was, but now I was taking things to a whole new level. The thought of filling Lark up with my come, forcing her to be pregnant in front of my own sister, sent shivers down my spine. My cock swelled even larger inside of her, like I'd just hit the motherlode.

"Yes, Daddy! Knock me the fuck up!" Lark screamed.

In that moment, the button on the back of her corset was all I needed to get off. I pushed down with two fingers and let out a moan as I came, shooting deep into the fertile center of Lark's body. The walls of her pussy closed tight around my cock as if to say welcome, coaxing each and every drop out until she was filled. I stayed there for a moment, looking her right in the eye as I made sure it had time to take root. Then, when I was done, I pulled out and wiped the cum from my tip on the bottom of her dress.

my mother grabbed her purse as I pulled up my pants.

"Are we ready to go?"

I gave her a look. "Go?"

"Yeah," my mother said with a little shrug. "We've gotta get her home."

Lark had recovered, though she seemed a bit dazed. "Are you gonna take me home? You promised!"

Damnit. This girl was way too distracting. Well, no matter. It wasn't like I couldn't still have my fun.

"Actually," I said, stroking my chin, "that's not how I see things. See, a slut like you just needs to be put to work. And if I do that, then everyone else can go their merry way, right?"

A flicker of defiance passed behind Lark's eyes, but it was soon drowned in desire. "Fuck yeah, Daddy."

I smiled, stepping between her thighs. my mother moved closer, watching as Lark began to stroke herself. I grabbed one of those gorgeous tits and pulled her nipple to my lips.

Lark leaned against me as I closed my mouth around her areola and began to suck. At first nothing happened, but then the flow came and the warm milk filled my mouth. I swallowed it quickly, feeling Lark moan with relief as she felt my lips drain away her excess.

I let the first drop roll down my throat, then went for more. I kept drinking and drinking as I rubbed the head of my cock between her folds, pressing the thick glans against her entrance as my balls tingled with need. The whole time Lark moaned and whined as if she were a mare being milked. I switched from one breast to the other, sucking hungrily, drawing the milk from her tit while my mother looked on jealously.

Finally, I took my mouth from Lark's nipple with a sigh of contentment. It occurred to me I'd been so caught up in making Lark mine that I hadn't even considered what she would look like. But now it was a very clear picture: Lark, wearing a black collar around her neck. I wondered when I could make that a reality – but I had to think about how to break her in first.

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