SISTERHOOD

am a push over. I am an older brother without the ability to say no to my little sister. It began in grade school and carried onto the present day. Anytime she got into trouble or needed something she turned to me. Whether it was money, or a task done it fell to me. My parents didn't help because the few times I did put my foot down she'd cry foul and they would tell me to let her have her way. By the time I was in college I had moved out and finally was away from the spoiled brat. I was renting a one-bedroom apartment off campus. I had managed to land a full scholarship, things were tight, but I was on my own. I could make my own decisions and best of all, I didn't have to deal with my sister. I didn't even give my parent's my address just in case. When my doorbell rang on a Wednesday afternoon I had no idea the trouble waiting on the other side.

"Aw hell no!" I said as I shut the door in her face.

"Jerry! I need your help!" Karen begged.

"Go away! You are nothing but trouble." I shouted through the door. "Piss off! Bugger off! Depart this place foul demon!"

"You are so funny. Open the god damn door or I'll scream rape."

"Seriously?" I said opening the door.

"No. Well maybe, I need your help." She said as she walked into my apartment. "Wow, what a shit hole."

"Fuck you too. How did you even find me?"

"I called the college and told them that mom was dying. They gave me your address."

"You know how fucked up that is right?" I asked, and she made a dismissive gesture. "What the fuck do you want Karen?"

I closed the door behind her and caught sight of her ass in the skin hugging shorts she was wearing. I could clearly see her camel toe she was sporting for all to bear witness to. No panties. She turned to face me, and I couldn't help but see how her shirt draped over her large perky tits. No bra. When the hell did mom let her go around dressed like this? Her dark hair was worn long and loose and framed her oval shaped face contrasting her pale complexion. She took after mom and the strong Irish genes coursing through her stunning body.

"I kind of bragged that I was dating a college guy. I need a date for Friday night. I need you to set me up with someone. He's got to be cute and oh drive a nice car and... what is that look for?"

"Karen, I've been too busy with schoolwork. I haven't really made any friends. If I could find someone I wouldn't really know them well enough to trust them with you." I said, and I saw her wicked mind working. I held off commenting on how she was dressed, I didn't want a fight on top of her being here uninvited.

"I guess you'll have to do." She declared. "It's not like we are going to be kissing or anything. This is just beer and pizza. You can pick me up... what now?!"

"I already have plans for Friday night." I said, and she seemed confused. "I already have a date. One of the gals in my class is going to tutor me. I'm not your puppet anymore. Go home. Tell your friends that you lied, again."

"Do I have to call Mom and Dad?" She said, and I laughed. "Why are you laughing?"

"I pay my own bills. I don't rely on them for anything. Piss off!" I said enjoying the briefest moment of triumph.

"I lied. I will cry rape. I can't ruin my reputation by you being stupid and forcing me to tell the truth." She growled. "Pick me up at the house Friday at six. Dress casual and be nice. If you fuck this up I will make your life a living hell."

"This is the last time Karen. If you show up on my doorstep again I call the cops."

"No, you won't." She sneered. "You don't have the balls."

She walked out, and I slammed the door behind her. The primal scream seemed to go on forever. I grabbed my unopened bottle of whiskey and brainstormed. There had to be a way of ending this shit once and for all. If I called my parents, they would think I was being mean to their precious little angel. I looked around my apartment and she was right it really was a shithole. But it was my shithole for now.

Six shots later or there about the idea hit me. It was simple and with a little coaxing from her friends I would have her right where I wanted. I called Selene, the gal that agreed to tutor me, and asked if we could meet up on Saturday. I explained that something with my little sister had come up. She was gracious and understood how things with family went. I couldn't wait until Friday. After it was over Karen's hold on me would be ended or my parents would disown me forever.

Friday dawned bright and clear if a little chilly. I left my last class and walked home. I took a shower, shaved, and picked my favorite cologne. I wanted to look my best, so she couldn't bitch about anything. I wore a black silk shirt and my best jeans. I arrived five minutes early and sis was outside waiting for me. She was dressed to kill. I hated to admit it, but she looked good. The short skirt barely covered her ass. I'd never really paid attention to it before but damn you could bounce a dick off that. She wore a dark blouse but was obviously not wearing a bra beneath it. She opened the passenger door and slid into the seat. Her hard-little nipples were on display beneath the sheer dark cloth of her blouse.

"Quit staring at my tits! Fucking perv!"

"Is that any way of talking to your date?" I asked as I placed my hand on her thigh.

"This was a bad idea." She snarled. "But it is too late to back out now."

"Where to?"

"Giovanni's." She said proudly. "Don't worry, dad gave me his credit card. Two drinks maximum."

We drove downtown to where the restaurant and some of the best clubs were located. Parking was a bitch, but we found a spot after our third time around the block. I offered Karen my arm and she took it. I sudden gust of wind lifted her skirt skyward and I didn't pass up the chance to sneak a peek at her black silk panties. Well at least she was wearing panties this time. Karen gave me a withering look but said nothing. We caught up with the other two couples and I felt out of place. I was the only person of drinking age in the group. I settled on soda since I suspected how expensive this meal was setting dad back. The six of us settled into a large booth and everyone ordered soda and we decided on a few appetizers to share. I asked what the plan for the evening was and as I suspected we were going to go clubbing after dinner.

"So how long have you and Karen been dating?" Louisa, a hot little Latina, asked as she chewed her lower lip.

"Not that long," I replied as my hand settled on her thigh. "But she is so 'mature' for her age."

"I knew it," Shawna, the dusky skinned brunette, squealed. "It's her tits. I mean nobody has tits like those! Do college guys go for girls like me?"

"I um..." I stammered looking at her date and he nodded. "Okay. Any guy would be damn lucky to hook up with either of you."

"He is so sweet." Louisa said sipping her soda.

"I am so lucky." Karen said leaning against me. "Oh wow!" She exclaimed when my hand moved higher up her leg. "Which club are we going to first?" She asked as her hand settled on top of mine. "Cut it out." She whispered.

"No." I fired back as I gave her thigh a quick squeeze.

Our appetizers showed up and I relented for now. After two sodas I bowed out to take a piss. The two other guys in our group Stan and Phil followed me in. As we stood side by side tapping our bladders they began to talk about Karen. It wasn't very pleasant, and I had to keep my emotions in check.

"So, you're the latest model," Phil said.

"Latest?" I asked and they both laughed.

"Yeah, she's fucked like ten guys in our class so far. I guess she got bored of us mere high school dudes."

"Jesus! No wonder she's dating him." Stan exclaimed as he stared at my dick. "He hung like a freaking ogre. Dude... I am so stoned!"

"Not cool checking out another guy's junk. For what it is worth, break that tight little pussy for us. She is such a bitch."

"I'll do my best." I said since it was all I could think of to say after all the disparaging comments I had heard.

We returned to the booth and settled into our seats. Our food had arrived and the girl's showed up right behind us. Karen seemed a bit nervous. I looked at her and she seemed to be fighting the urge to flee. What had happened in the girl's bathroom? We started eating when Shawna, who was now sitting next to me on my right, tapped me and pressed something into my hand. She mouthed the words 'you're welcome' before giggling and attacking her food. I squeezed my fingers together and I knew in a heartbeat what I held in my hand. I glanced down and opened my hand slightly. The black silk panties belonged to Karen. I stuffed them under my leg for now and ate in silence. Louisa and Phil were quietly chatting away when he made an unmistakable gesture.

"How big?" Louisa asked a little too loud. Phil whispered in her ear and she cursed in Spanish and winked at me. "You are a lucky girl."

"What the hell?" Karen asked confused. That left it to me to explain so I leaned close and whispered in her ear.

"They are talking about how big I am." I said. "Phil and Stan peeked while we took a piss."

"Oh... OH!" Karen gasped in surprise and the others broke out in laughter. "Lucky me."

I finished my meal in silence. The others changed the subject to the weed that Phil was carrying. While they couldn't drink they sure as hell could get high. Karen did her best to act cool, but I could see that she was uncomfortable. If these were her friends I'd hate to see her enemies. I was beginning to question my plan to keep my little sister at bay. It could easily backfire with the likes of these guys involved. We finished, and Phil offered to drive since he had the largest vehicle. I agreed but said I had something I needed out of my car.

"Condoms," Shawna giggled as I took the video camera from under the driver's side seat. "Better yet, we can flash him our titties later. Let's go."

"You brought a camera." Karen growled. "Are you nuts?"

"You don't have to do or say anything you'll be ashamed of later." I countered.

We piled in Phil's SUV and headed down to the first club. I was surprised when the bouncer let me in with the video camera. I learned later that he was a client of Phil. The little dweeb had some of the best pot in the city and it opened doors all over. In this case most of the clubs and bars downtown. We found a nice quiet corner for Stan to light up and pass the joint around. I wasn't a big smoker, but this was some good shit. I took a hit and handed it to Karen. She took a deep draw of smoke into her lungs and held it like a pro. I caught her on tape and she flipped me off. Shawna took it from her and urged her on. Karen pulled me close and kissed me passing the smoke into my mouth is an erection inspiring embrace.

"It is going to be one of those nights." I muttered after blowing out the smoke slowly.

"Yep." Karen giggled. "Oh my, I see what they were talking about now. You are fucking huge."

"Yeah," I said adjusting my cock absently.

"If you don't fuck him," Louisa purred in Karen's ear. "I will."

The music died as the live band took the stage. Karen took her second hit and once more shotgunned the smoke into my mouth. Her hand snaked between us and rubbed me while the others watched. She leaned against me as I tilted my head up and blew the smoke out. My jeans were getting tighter by the minute. Sis laughed and tugged her panties out of my front pocket and waved them around like a flag. I caught that little stunt on camera and she pointed down. I aimed the camera towards her waist when she flashed me her naked pussy. She was getting into the moment and I wondered how far she would go to impress her so called friends.

"You shaved for me." I commented.

"You bet I did." She bragged to me and her friends.

The bouncer made his rounds and took a hit off the end of the first joint but far from the last. I felt giddy already and began to ignore the warning bells going off in my head. Your sister is Frenching you in front of her friends while she rubs your cock. She isn't wearing panties, and no one cares that I am taping the girls flashing their tits for the camera. Karen was the last but hers were the nicest by far. Oh damn, I shouldn't be thinking like that.

"Touch me," Karen hissed in my ear. "Grab my ass at least!" She growled so I did. "MMMMMM, that's more like it."

"Your pussy is soaked." I moaned as I cupped her left ass cheek.

"Do you blame me? I am stoned, horny as hell, and you have the nicest cock I've ever seen."

"...private room..." Stan was muttering to Phil.

"Seriously? Hell yeah! Come on let's go." Phil urged us towards a nearby staircase.

There were private rooms for special customers that overlooked the dance floor. Apparently, we rated special tonight. I was the last in and closed the door behind me. The blaring music died away and we had a clear view of the dance floor and the band. Stan flicked a switch and music from below spilled out of the hidden speakers. He adjusted the volume to a more comfortable level. The third joint of the evening was lit and with it the last of our inhibitions. Karen was sitting in my lap and unzipping my jeans as I took a hit. I handed it to Louisa who was watching Karen's progress intently. I gasped when the cool air hit my cock.

"Booyah bitches," Karen cried out triumphantly. "Will you look at that."

"UNNNNN..." I moaned as her hands wrapped around me. "Give me a show." I said aiming the camera as she squatted between my legs and licked her lips. "This is really happening."

Karen licked the under side sending shivers though me and making for great masturbation material for later. I panned the camera around and found Louisa and Shawna in similar positions. I focused the camera on Karen though. She let her tongue flicker over the head of my cock and smacked her lips together as she tasted my precum. I watched as my little sister opened her mouth and let the head slip between her lips. The weed had made her bold and reckless. It made me horny and uncaring who was sucking my dick. She stroked me lightly as her tongue swirled around the head.

"Oh, damn girl," I whimpered and declared my first insane challenge. "I bet you can't deepthroat me."

"Bet I can." She snarled with a smile. "Just keep filming. I'll show you... everything."

I kept the camera on her but snuck a peek at the others. Shawna had already lost her top and damn she had some fine tits. Louisa was tugging up her shirt as Karen got my full attention. She had half my cock down her throat and was going for bust. There was no way she could do it. She was just so petite and how could she possibly take it all. It felt like slow motion. I watched as her lips continued to descend until with a triumphant fist thrust I was all the way down her throat. Karen came up sputtering but successful.

"I stand corrected." I said, and she blushed. "You did it."

"I'm only getting started." She declared with a defiant look. "I know what I'm doing."

"UNNNNNN... Oh shit!" Shawna cried out and we all looked over as Phil slid his cock into her.

"Oh, fuck baby," Louisa growled as she lowered her pussy onto Stan's erection.

"Me next," Karen declared. "How do you want me?"

"Bend over and stick your ass out." I said as I stood up.

Karen got to her feet, bent over, and gripped the back of the bench I had been sitting on. I moved behind her with camera taking in the entire scene. I flipped her skirt up revealing her bare ass. Tattoo. When did my little sister get a god damn tattoo? She wiggled her ass and I teased her pussy lips for a bit before slowly sliding into her tight little snatch. She took every inch I had to offer. I cursed as I leisurely thrust into her. Sis used one hand to unbutton her blouse to show off her tits. I was balls deep in her when I realized I hadn't put a condom on. I think she realized it soon after.

"Shoot it on my ass," she said casually.

"As you wish." I said as I picked up speed.

She was thrusting backward against me when the reality of the situation seemed to reach her brain. She looked over her shoulder and I saw her expression. It was a mix of panic and pleasure. Her body betrayed her, and she let out a curse as she climaxed. I stopped and pulled out. I ordered her to the single table in this room. She sat on its edge and spread her legs wide. I slid back into her and watched her faces as I began moving.

"Oh god," she groaned as I pounded her. "I can't believe we are doing this."

"Too late now," I told her, and she nodded.

Shawna cried out as she climaxed, and things went from uncomfortable to over the line. Phil was on the bottom with Louisa impaled on his cock and as we watched Stan worked his dick into Louisa's ass. It was time to end this shit. There was no way they were going to tag team Karen while I had anything to say about it. I handed her the camera and hammered her as hard and fast as I could. She kept on filming. I heard her moans as she described the action.

"He is driving his cock into me like a beast. Look at his face. He needs to cum and won't stop until he sprays my tits and face. Oh god, it is getting bigger inside of me. He must be close. Louisa is getting double dipped as we speak. There is no way I'd go for that. I'm happy with the one cock in me thank you very much." Karen let out a shriek of surprise when I came inside of her. "You idiot! You came in me. This is all my fault," she admitted. "I'll forgive you this time. It is time to go."

I pulled out and we dressed. The others weren't done yet and planned on staying for a while. I took the camera from Karen and turned it off. After a brief visit to the bathroom we left the club and walked back to my car. The cool night air helped clear my head. I offered Karen my hand, but she slipped her arm around my waist instead.

"Damn Jerry!" She purred. "I've never been fucked like that."

2.After Shock:

"I deepthroated you." She giggled.

"I fucked you rotten." I added.

"She took both of them," Karen shuddered. "Ouch."

"I had to get you out of there." I told her, and she gave me a hug. "There was no way that was going to happen to you."

"You almost sound protective." She said frowning. "I thought you hated me."

"You are my sister." I said and picked my next words carefully. "I hate some of the things you do and your attitude."

"I'm sorry. I've been a shitty sister." She said and fell silent.

"Tell you what. I'll let you make it up to me." I snickered. "I'll let you blow me and we'll call it even."

"No. Tell you what. I'll let you fuck me until Sunday and then I'll feel like I've made it up a little."

"All weekend?"

"All weekend."

"You drive a hard bargain." I said and we both broke out into laughter. "This is all kinds of wrong."

"I know right." Karen purred. "I can go again if you can."

We reached my car and I unlocked her side and closed the door behind her. As I walked around to the driver's side the full emotional impact of what she was offering hit me. I slid into my side of the car and Karen was on the phone with our parents.

..stay with him this weekend. His apartment needs picking up. I'll swing by tomorrow for some clothes." Pause as mom replied. "I owe him for being such a gentleman. It is the least I can do. Love you too. Bye."

We pulled out onto the street and sis attacked. She unzipped me and freed my cock as she called out 'road head'. Her mouth engulfed me, and I moaned as I tried to focus on the street. I was still stoned and getting pulled over would be a bad thing. Despite the delicious distraction I took it slow and steady all the way home. A block from the apartment I fired my load down my sister's throat. She swallowed and came up smiling.

"So that is what I taste like." She muttered regarding the residual pussy juices left on my cock. "You like?"

"That was my first time someone gave me road head." I admitted, and she was bouncing in her seat.

"Booyah, score one for the little sister."

We reached my apartment without being pulled over and that was a miracle in my book. I slipped the memory card out of the camera and dropped it in my pocket. I opened the front door and Karen went in first. I closed and bolted the door behind us. While it was close to the campus the neighborhood was a little sketchy. She wanted to wash up and I didn't blame her. She undressed and despite seeing her naked just a little while ago she took my breath away. I took her to the bathroom and watched her clean up.

"I can't believe you came inside of me." She giggled.

"I can't believe we fucked." I said, and we looked at each other. "It was pretty damn intense."

"I've never come that hard before." Karen admitted.

"Your friends said some pretty harsh things about you." I told her watching her frown.

"I just buy weed from them sometimes. It was Shawna's idea to go out and party. I had no idea it would end up like this."

"Regrets?" I asked, and she reacted instantly.

"Hell no! Are you kidding me? I... we... you know." She replied blushing. "You?"

"I feel guilty for taking advantage of you while you were stoned." I said, and she snapped.

"Taken advantage!" She growled. "See this," she said bending over and pulling her ass cheeks apart. "No one fucks me unless I want them to. Got it?"

"Is that an invitation?" I asked, and she shook her head. "Aw! That was just mean. It would be easier to resist if you weren't so gorgeous."

"Are you saying I'm beautiful?" Sis asked her blush deepening. "I see."

"Were you serious about being my fuck toy for the weekend?"

"Yes. I'd be an idiot not to take advantage of this. We already did the nasty what else could happen?"

"My cock in your ass?" I joked but she didn't laugh. "Hold on. I was just... are you seriously thinking about that?"

"I saw his cock in her butt and I immediately thought what you'd feel like inside of me. I don't know though. You are damn thick. We'll see how things work out."

"I leave it to you sweetie. That is a big decision." I said and we both laughed.

"Yeah, real big," Karen chuckled.

"I think we should take this to the bedroom."

She followed me in and as I undressed she lay on the bed. Karen watched me get naked and giggled when I left my socks on. The bed was just big enough for the two of us. I hadn't bought it with having sex in mind. It had been inexpensive and had a good mattress. I was surprised how tired I was. Karen snuggled close and yawned. I fell asleep with my little sister clinging to me beneath the covers.

I woke up without an alarm. Karen was still sleeping, and her bed head was scary. I slipped out without waking her, so I left her snoozing in my bed. I still reeked of pot and sex from the night before. I was in the shower when she woke up and came in to take a piss. She moved to the sink and took out her purse. She took out a medicine bottle and popped a pill from it.

"Just in case." Karen muttered. "Condoms from here on out mister cream pie."

"I agree." I said peeking at her bare ass through a gap in the shower curtain. "I spotted that tattoo last night when we were you know. Where did you get that?"

"None of your damn business," she snapped sharply. "Sorry. It was on a dare."

"Left ass cheek, did it hurt?" I asked as she climbed in with me.

"No. It is strange though." She said as I held her as she wet her hair.

"I never realized how short you are." I commented as she closed her eyes and let me support hr. "Five feet in your bare feet."

"Exactly." She agreed. "Long raven black hair, gorgeous sculpted features, 36 C tits, and I quote an ass that launched a thousand hard-ons."

"Huh?" I said as she washed her hair.

"Matthew Dawn," Karen sputtered as she turned to face away from me. "He has a thing for me." She continued as she bent over and grabbed the loofa. My growing erection settle between her ass cheeks as she stood. "Speaking of having a thing. He thinks of himself as a writer. I posed for him once for fifty bucks and he took some artistic nudes of me. I gave him my measurements and at some point, I'll get to read his fapping stories. Am I worth fapping to brother dearest?"

"Fapping or fucking you are stunning," I said as rocked my hips. "I love how your ass cheeks conform to the shape of my cock."

"I wish you'd just stick it in me. Oh wait, no condoms, fine shoot it on my ass if you must." She moaned. "Wash my tits for me?"

I took body wash and drizzled some in the palm of my hand and ignored the loofa she offered. She leaned against me nearly forcing my cock into her unprotected pussy. I don't think she really cared at this point. Her tits looked huge in my hands compared to the rest of her. She was just so petite. I told her, and she laughed.

"I get that all the time. Guys love short girls with big tits."

My hands wandered all over her front and she moaned and begged for my cock. I told her no glove and no love, and she snapped at me for the second time that morning. We rinsed off and I snatched her off her feet, not a difficult task. I pressed her back against the wall of the shower and she squealed when her flesh hit the cold wall. She let out a second cry when my cock drilled deep in one long slow thrust of my hips.

"Christ! It's bigger I swear!" Sis cried out as I began fucking her. She wrapped her legs around my back and kissed me. "Harder!" She gasped breaking the kiss. "I like it a bit rough."

"Tattoo?" I asked, and she was helpless not to answer.

"Fine. There is a club or group at school. Some of the girls were bragging about getting this cool tattoo."

"So, you rushed out and got one." I growled thrusting harder.

"No... not quite... I had to fuck the guy in charge. He was like dad's age. He was handsome, dark goatee, and hung like you. He was second on the totem pole to a guy named Atwater... Atwood... something like that. The girls in the club said Atwood has got two cocks and they both worked. How cool is that?!"

"You wanted to do it with a guy with two cocks? That means taking one up your ass." I snapped angry that she was associated with some sort of cult. "Damn it, Karen those things can be dangerous!"

"Your cock gets harder when you get angry." She laughed. "Come on Hulk, smash my pussy! UNNNNN... shit I'm coming!"

Karen thrashed around and clutched tight while impaled on my erection. Two cocks... seriously... what the fuck are the odds of that? Those kinds of deformities rarely function properly. I lowered sis, pulled out, spun her around, and slammed my dick back into her. I examined her tattoo as I pounded her. My thumb brushed her asshole as I caressed her cheeks. Sis stiffened, and my curiosity was peaked. I made slow circles over her sphincter and she let out a new noise.

"You like that?" I asked as I pushed, and my thumb invaded her puckered hole.

"Noooo..." Karen moaned so I pulled it free. "Wait!" She cried out in surprise. "Fine. I like a little ass play."

"Ass play." I said as I plunged my thumb back in her ass. "My little sister knows a lot about dirty things." I thrust my thumb in time with the movement of my cock now.

"You are getting close! I can feel it!" Karen groveled. "Shoot it on my ass this time."

"I will." I promised. "I've seen this design before, your tattoo... but where?" I said as I yanked my cock and thumb free and plastered the lower part of her back just above her ass cheeks. "Binding spell."

"What?" She asked as she stood beneath the water and my load slid down the drain.

"It is a demon binding spell." I said. "I've seen it on a Japanese anime. You didn't let some demon in did you? Did you?"

"I don't think so. I was pretty drunk when they did the ritual and applied the tattoo." She admitted. "I'm sure I am okay. Besides, do you think a design off an anime really works?"

"No." I said concerned but I was getting worked up over nothing.

Pact Impact:

We dried off and I realized I needed more towels. If I had girls over I would need more fresh towels. I called mom and asked if I could do laundry over at their place while sis got clean clothes and we picked up cleaning supplies at the store. Mom was so thrilled that Karen and I were getting along I could have asked for the moon and gotten it.

We stopped by and dropped off my dirty things while sis changed out of last night's clothes. Mom gave her shit about dressing like a slut. Under the light of day sis' tits and nipples were clearly visible. Sis came down in sweats and mom looked relieved.

"If your brother hadn't been there to keep an eye on you," Mom growled. "I hate to think what might have happened to you. Jeez, were you guys smoking pot last night?" Mom asked sniffing my shirt. "Reminds me of Midnight Dream, now that was some good shit. Surprised... I could tell you a few things, but I won't. Get going and be back in a few hours to get your clothes. Thank you, sweetie, for taking care of her."

I fought the urge to laugh when mom thanked me for 'taking care' of Karen. If only she knew how well I had fucked her precious little girl into submission. I sensed a change in mom's demeanor. Had something changed since I had moved out? Mom wasn't doting on Karen so much. I glanced over and by god sis looked guilty as hell. We took our time at the mall and got towels, cleaning supplies, and a late breakfast. My budget was limited but to my surprise sis paid for the towels and matching wash cloths. What the hell? As we sat in the food court the conversation returned to last night and this morning.

"We crossed a line." I said, and she laughed.

"Crossed? We destroyed it. Just the memory of you inside of me gets me wet." She whispered. "I think I'm in lust."

"Oh boy." I chuckled and changed the subject. "Tell me about this cult..."

"Is that really bothering you? Jeez! Hold on." She said as she rummaged through her Tardis sized purse.

"I swear it is bigger on the inside." I laughed, and sis glared at me.

"Here." She said and held up a folded piece of paper with a wax seal on it. "When I figure out my wish I say it out loud where at least one other person can hear it and break the wax seal. I've already fulfilled the pact, so it is all good. I know. This will show you that it is all horse shit. They just wanted to get into my pants. Here goes. I wish my brother, sitting opposite of me had two cocks just like the leader of this group. So, help me Lilith!"

Crack!

Sis broke the wax seal and opened the paper. She unfolded it and frowned. There wasn't anything written on either side. We called it all bullshit and finished our meal. Sis hit the little girl's room and returned rubbing her left ass cheek.

"I think my ass went to sleep. Let's get going. I want to work up my other appetite, if you know what I mean."

"Sex." I said, and she grabbed my arm. "What would you do if I did have two... cocks I mean?"

"Whoa! I'd be your little DP bitch." Sis growled. "You could do two girls at once. Me and Renee could ride you at the same time. I could do you reverse cowgirl and she could face you and watch your faces. She has a thing for faces a guy makes when she fucks them."

"Who is Renee?"

"Renee Dupris, did you forget my best friend in grade school? She's got a great little rack on her. Her ass is okay, but she sucks dick like the devil herself." Sis went on. "Damn it, my ass feels frozen!"

We moved to the nearest bathroom and I followed her into the girl's bathroom. I tugged down her sweat pants and stared at her ass. I ran my hand across her left cheek and it was ice cold while her right was fine. I returned my hand to her cheek and couldn't believe my eyes.

"It's almost gone." I told her. "That tattoo is... holy shit... it's gone! Your ass is blank... I mean..."

"Thanks, big brother," Karen laughed. "Are you serious?" She turned around and I held her up, so she could see her ass in the mirror. "I'll be damned!" Karen cursed and then went pale. "Put me down!" She pulled up her sweats and we left the rest room. "I never guessed it was real."

"It must have been water soluble ink. You told me you were pretty shit faced. How long have you had it?"

"Three days." Sis said rubbing her ass cheek. "It is back to normal. Do you feel weird? Is your junk tingling?"

"No more than usual," I said slapping her ass playfully. "Let's get back."

"I make you tingly." Sis said proudly and there was no dealing with her now.

The drive back to my parent's place was twenty minutes of flipping radio channels and trying to keep Karen's hands off my cock. We pulled in and parked. Sis went straight to her room and I called out for my mother. She was in the basement. I went down to help her fold laundry when I caught her buttoning up sis' black silk blouse. It was a little tight on her and I blushed when she turned, and I got a clear view of her breasts through the material.

"So?"

"Your areolas are bigger than Karen's." I blurted out and then flinched. The scream never came.

"You think so?" Mom said checking out her chest in a mirror hanging on the wall. "It is a bit small."

"Your t... breasts are bigger obviously." I said catching myself at the last minute.

"Great catch there sonny boy," she giggled. "You think your dad would like this?"

"Unless he's blind," I said and fell right into her trap. "MILF tits."

"Ooh, so I am a Mom You'd Like to Fuck... MYLF with a Y. I like the sounds of that." She purred. "How many times did you come last night?"

"What?" I said feeling a sudden chill. Mom held up the camera's memory card and I went white. "Oh shit."

"Oh shit indeed," she purred. "I have it from both angles. Your perspective and hers... the little shit actually did commentary while you... fucked... her!" She said her voice slowly increasing in intensity. "Was that your plan all along?"

"No. I just wanted to teach her a lesson. She's played me the fool since she turned thirteen. I just wanted for once to level the playing field."

"Did they fuck her?!" Mom growled. "Did those animals touch her? I saw them tag team that other girl."

"We left before then. I was stoned, and it was all my fault." I said taking the blame.

"Bullshit!" Mom snarled tossing me the memory card. "She is equally in trouble. I can see why she wants to stay the weekend."

"Are you going to tell dad?" I asked, and mom laughed. "Okay."

"He'd murder you." She chuckled as she unbuttoned the blouse and hung it on a plastic hanger. "MYLF tits eh?" She said cupping them. "You okay? You look pale."

"I'm... oh crap." I said as my field of vision narrowed and spots filled my vision. "Seizure."

I woke up on the couch. Mom was sitting on the floor next to the couch with a cold wet cloth against my face. I sniffed and came back with a bit of water mixed with blood. Nose bleeds weren't all that common with my seizures, so I was a bit worried. I glanced over, and mom looked scared.

"What do you remember?" She asked sitting up and taking the cloth away.

"Tits. I remember glorious tits." I mumbled still disorientated.

"You are fine." She laughed. "Here. Take two of these. I held onto them just in case."

I swallowed the bright silver gel tabs and with some water and slowly sat up. I was still a bit weak but doing better. I leaned against the arm of the couch and looked around. Karen was sitting in dad's chair and she looked upset. I didn't know if it was me having a seizure or saying glorious tits.

"Hold on. Are you arguing over who has the better tits?" I asked and they both replied at the same time.

"NO!"

"Liars." I snorted as a wave of dizziness hit me. "Still feeling like shit. Maybe if I could touch them a little... it would help."

That got them both laughing, and I closed my eyes as I felt the first tingling of the migraine that was to follow. I closed my eyes and willed myself away. I heard the whispering as I begged to fall asleep before the pain hit. My prayer was answered. I slipped into the comfortable darkness of oblivion. The dark gave way to 'her'. I thought I was dreaming about Karen at first. Her hands roamed over my body as it floated in the inky blackness. I nearly howled when I felt her tongue penetrate my ass.

"I can taste your fear." She whispered, and it wasn't Karen or my mother.

"Who?" I asked when I felt her mouth engulf my cock like it was nothing. "UNNNN! Damn!"

"So, you are the one she picked. I can see why. That is one fine cock you have there sonny boy." She replied using my mom's voice. "I bet it would great between my glorious tits."

She crested the abyss and straddled me. Her tits imprisoned my erection as she moved. I felt her thoughts, her emotions, and most severely her hunger. She didn't say it, but a part of me knew her name was Lilith. Legend says she was Adam's first wife. She wanted to be on top and Adam threw a hissy fit. Lilith left the garden and has been out there ever since.

"Do you like my tits?" She asked as she rocked her torso slowly.

"I've never had anyone do this to me... Lilith." I said, and the dream went fuzzy for a second.

"Ballsy and yet submissive," she growled. "You aren't afraid of me."

"Shut up and fuck me already" I snapped, and her laugh was like dawn breaking over a bleak landscape.

"As you wish." Lilith purred as she adjusted her position. "One..." she moaned as my cock slid into her warm wet pussy. "And two... that's the ticket." She growled as I felt my cock ease into her ass.

"Hold the fuck on!" I cried out as she began moving.

"I love being on top." Lilith moaned as I became her sex toy.

I didn't let her do all the work. My hips met hers on the way down. She didn't seem to mind, and it was my dream after all. It didn't take long to have Lilith shaking and a moment later I felt both cocks shoot into her. Talk about a weird sensation, I woke covered in sweat and free of pain. Mom held my hand and told me I talked in my sleep. I blushed but she seemed profoundly changed.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"I'm not. I saw it. I saw it all. As long as I held your hand I saw and felt it all." Mom rambled on. "I even checked but you only have one... damn it."

"You looked at my junk?"

"Impressive junk. No wonder your sister is in lust." She said slurring her words. "CILIM... Kill'em? Cock I'd Like Inside Me... eh."

"Oh lord, drinking and talking about sex. This can't end well."

"She wanted to give you the breath of life down there. I told her no." Mom declared. "You two need to cut this taboo shit out immediately."

"Says the MYLF, with a Y, who checked out my junk while I was asleep." I said trying to sit up. "So far so good... am I going to find your lipstick around my penis?"

Mom fell strangely quiet and I chuckled. Unbelievable. Wait, did she say she could see my dream? No way. I tugged on my sweats and checked... only one. Good. I'd hate to... okay that was a lie. Two cocks would be awesome, but pissing would be a bitch. Jeans would be tough too with two erections. I'd run out of room in no time.

"I can't believe I am even thinking about that." I muttered.

"Two would be heaven," Mom moaned, and I freaked. "I told you. I saw your dream and that strange woman."

"You don't find that out of the ordinary." I asked, and she shrugged. "Why the hell not?"

"When you've ingested as much questionable chemistry as I have this is a walk in the park." She smiled as she remembered. "I was a wild child."

"So is your daughter."

We agreed it was time to end this conversation. I sat on the couch until I was sure I could stand without falling. I had already broken my nose twice after having seizures. It wasn't any fun. I collected my clean clothes while mom and sis argued. I snuck out and let them work shit out. The argument was so loud I made my escape without a text from either of them for ten minutes. My phone blew up as they bombarded my inbox. Jeez. I got home and set about cleaning up. I took it in shifts as I was still weak from the seizure. I did fire off an email to my neurologist and told her about it.

'Seizure. Minimum memory loss this time. Pain level 8. Home safe and sound.'

I sent a text to my tutor and told her about the seizure. She knew about them from one of our first meetings. She offered to come by later if she could. I thanked her and settled onto the couch. I got comfortable and it became evident. I shouldn't be driving but if I didn't, I couldn't function. The guilt hit once I opened my apartment's front door. What if I had been driving when I had one? I could've killed Karen and any number of innocents. It was time to make a life choice and be an adult. How the hell was I going to get to work, to school, hell to the grocery store without driving? I needed help. I set down my bags and plopped into my cheap yet comfy chair.

"Fuck!" I cursed as I closed my eyes and weighed the options. "I need help."

I just got out on my own. I liked having an apartment, shitty as it was. I was an adult goddamn it! Adults do the right thing. I called my mom. She was pissed that I was driving so soon after a seizure. I told her I needed help deciding. She and sis were on the way over. I hung up and cried. I felt so powerless, but it was the right thing to do. I called my landlord.

"Widow Reilly? It is me... yes... the handsome guy next door. I am moving out. Yes, I know I just moved in, but I made a mistake. Let me explain."

I told her about my seizures and my decision to quit driving. She took it well. I told her I needed help and my family were going to be there. I went to the fridge and took out a nice cold beer. I was going to need it. My doorbell rang, and I went to answer it. I opened the door expecting to see my mother but instead stood the pair of Shawna and Louisa from the night before.

3.Lilith Sent Us:

"Hey?" I said confused. "How did you?"

"Lilith sent us." They said in unison. "We brought grungy clothes to help clean. Do you mind if we change here?"

"Fine." I said, and they sauntered in. I closed the door and they began undressing in the middle of the living area. "Um... well... thanks."

"You left early," Louisa purred. "You didn't get the chance to fuck my ass."

"Or my pussy," Shawna added. "She's such a slut."

"Sit. Watch. Enjoy." Louisa suggested as she peeled off her panties and tossed them to me. "She is sorry, so very sorry."

"Who is sorry?" I asked not understanding as I held up the damp panties and sniffed them.

"Lilith. She didn't know you had seizures. We still need to pay off our pacts." Louisa explained disjointedly. "I took a blue level. I need ten more DP's to finish it off."

"What do you get out it?" I asked trying to accept her story and not laugh.

"Eighty IQ points," she moaned. "Lilith said you already have cleaning supplies." I pointed to the bags as well as the kitchen. "I'm on it. I'll get a bucket of hot water going you sort the supplies."

"On it." Shawna bent over and searched the bags on the floor. "I got an orange pact. I owe twenty more orgasms before I collect. I get a minor healing factor for the next thirty years. Your sister gave you her pact reward."

"No. I don't have two cocks." I said, and she laughed. "What is so funny? I was there when she said it."

"What did she say?" Shawna asked as she set out cleaning wipes and two plastic bottles of cleaner.

"That I would have two cocks just like the leader of your cult." I said and then I asked. "Wait. What can he do that I haven't tried?"

"Two cocks can be such a bother. He can call the upper one into existence at will or when he gets aroused. Check."

I stood up and tugged the waistband of my sweats open. Holy shit! She was right! Seeing them get naked and dress in skimpy shorts and shirts had gotten me hot and bothered. The knock at the door took me off guard and I thought it must be mom. I peeked this time and it was Karen and my mother. I opened the door and gestured. Mom stepped in and instantly dropped the F bomb.

"Who the fuck is this?" Mom snapped and then saw the panties in my grip. "For your collection?"

I did introductions and sis seemed out of sorts seeing the two girls getting ready to clean my apartment. I made a managerial decision and began a pot of coffee. I would let them sort it out. I sipped my beer as the coffee brewed. Karen stalked in and I shrugged.

"Lilith sent them." I said, and the color drained from her face. "I guess she told them where I lived."

"I swear I thought it was a joke." Karen stammered. "A group of fuck buddies, nothing more."

"I believe you." I said trying to assure her. "Better get back in, I'll be there is a little bit."

"They keep looking at me," Karen said fidgeting. "I think they want to... you know."

"Interesting." I said feeling both cocks swelling now. Sis didn't miss the bulge and grinned.

Once the coffee was ready I carried it out along with creamer and sugar. Mom had teamed up with Shawna while Karen and Louisa paired up in my bedroom. Mom was quizzing Shawna about her sex life and sharing her own life experiences.

"Your mom is a wealth of information." Shawna giggled. "Did you know she was bisexual?"

"I do now." I said adjusting my erections.

"I've learned more about eating pussy in five minutes than I have in five weeks. She is going to show me a few things when we take a break. Want to watch?"

"NO!" Louisa cried out sticking her head in. "He is going to watch Karen and I go at it."

"Um..." I said surrendering. "I think Lilith would want me to submit to all of you."

"Submit... ooh good word," Mom said licking her lips. "Clean first and fun later girls."

"Yes Ma'am!" The others agreed.

"You are in it now." Mom smiled as she began vacuuming.

It was either outside or the kitchen. I elected on outside. There was too much estrogen for me inside right now. I retreated to the front porch. I sipped my beer and looked around the neighborhood. It was a relatively quiet fall day. A sudden blare of music from within startled me and allowed the Widow Reilly to approach unseen.

"Hey. Oh, I am sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." She said as she peered into the window. "Well. Impressive."

"I suppose. One of them is my mother, another is my sister, and the other two are friends of my sister from her school."

"They are doing a fine job of cleaning. I came by to say how sorry I am that you are leaving." She said as she sat down next to me.

"It has become a matter of conscious. I can't continue driving when I have seizures." I explained. "I am a threat to myself as well as other drivers and even people on the street."

"I made a few phone calls." She said touching the side of her nose. "I happen to be an alumnus of your university. I pulled a few strings and if you want... you can live on campus for next to nothing if you aren't averse to a little elbow grease."

"Tell me more." I said, and she scooted closer and eyed the noticeable bulge in my sweat pants.

The Widow Reilly was in her late thirties with curly reddish-brown locks and eyes that were currently deep green. They were hazel and depending upon her mood could shift from bright grass green to dark blue. She tended on loose unflattering clothing, so it was difficult to guess what was beneath. Today's ensemble was a huge sweatshirt, long heavy skirt and pink tennis shoes.

"I'm not afraid of hard work." I told her, and she continued.

"Good! There is an unused property on campus that is habitable but could use desperate cleaning and some light repairs. It was the groundkeeper's house at one time, then belonged to a now defunct sorority, and if you agree your living space for the next four to six years. If you are agreeable I'll call and finalize things with the dean."

"I am... agreeable."

"Good. Here are the keys... I marked its location on this map of the campus and I'll tell the bod squad inside the good news." She purred just before she gave my dual junk a gentle squeeze. "I knew it." She whispered.

I took the keys and map from her and stayed outside. The Widow Reilly entered the apartment and the music volume dropped. I could hear them speaking but the earth shattering kaboom never happened. I looked at the map and worked out the location in my head. It was in the shadow of the new science building and I was surprised that the building survived the construction of so large a facility. Maybe it was historical, and they couldn't demolish it. There were three keys on the ring, two were modern and one an old skeleton key. I was curious what the skeleton key unlocked. Why did she have the keys to this building? How could she know I was moving out? I just called her today and yet it felt like she was expecting this to happen.

"Nah." I muttered discarding such outrageous ideas.

The music rose again, and the Widow remained. I peeked in and all five of them were working and laughing. Estrogen had reached a toxic level and I felt it was time for a walk. I strolled down the block and explored the neighborhood one last time. The smell of baking bread caught my attention and I turned right at the corner and headed for the bakery. It was odd that they were baking this late in the day. I peeked in the window as the door said that they were closed. Maybe it was a special order or just a family order.

"Do you always peek in ladies' windows little boy?" Lily Vitali asked sticking her head out from the side entrance. "Come on in. I heard the word."

"Word?" I asked as I followed her in.

Lily was tall and thin with small tits but an amazing ass. She wore some flattering jeans that showed off her ass nicely.

"That you are moving out." She said with a frown.

"The Widow eh?" I said following her in.

"The Network." Lily Vitali snorted.

"Who sits at the center of this spider's web?" I asked taking in the aroma of baking bread.

"McGovern." Lily snickered as we headed to the oven, and she donned protective hair net and gloves. "Stand well back, the ovens can get hot."

"I see what you mean." I muttered as she bent over and with a board in hand she retrieved four seed rings in one go. "So, who else is a part of this Network?"

"Sorry. Confidential and all that. I like it when a guy checks out my ass." She purred. "I make deliveries to the campus by the way. Senior staff love my buns."

"I can see why." I said, and the flirtation continued but was interrupted when another woman arrived carrying two large pizza boxes.

"There you are." She said, and I glanced from Lily to the newcomer. "Pandorica, Pandorica Jones. I own the local pizza joint. We deliver to the campus."

"Network member in good standing?" I asked the lovely Pandorica Jones.

She had some Greek in her with her olive skin, dark hair, and amazing tits. While the Widow downplayed her figure Pandorica made hers a statement. Karen and Pandorica could have been body doubles. They were both short and stacked.

"I was on my way over to your place when I heard you were here. Care to escort me safely back to your apartment?"

"Us... damn it!" Lily growled. "Cheeky slut."

"Says you!" Pandorica snarled.

I walked between the two of them and caught between the mouthwatering scent of hot pizza and freshly baked bread. The Network ambushed me at the apartment. I spotted movement at the rear of the house and spied a bench that wasn't there before as well as s tablecloth over it. The music had changed, it was more refined and softer. I opened the door and a full dozen female bodies were moving and at work cleaning, shifting furniture, and dancing in place as they sipped wine. At the center of it all was a statuesque redhead and presumed queen bee McGovern. The redhead placed two fingers in her mouth and let out a piercing whistle.

"Oi! He's here!" She shouted as the interior quieted down instantly. "Ladies. Make sure you introduce yourself to our newest member. He is taking over the position of Keeper on campus. I don't need to tell you how important that position is. Food in the kitchen, young man feel free to adorn my arm and I'll do the initial introductions. The ladies can make more in depth impressions later." She said and there was laughter all around.

I walked next to her and the Lady McGovern slipped her arm around my waist protectively and began the introductions. There were a few things I noticed almost immediately. The women were middle aged, cute, and all of them well off and business owners. All of them were openly affectionate and more than one of them were grateful for my accepting the 'keeper' position.

"I was worried about my girlish figure." Sarah Jane mentioned. "I know it is in good hands now."

"Say what?" I said as McGovern moved me along with a nasty backward glance at the curvy Sarah Jane.

"Drunk. Well tipsy at least." The redhead explained. "On my wine no less. I have my own vineyard by the way. If there is a vintage you favor, I am sure it is in my cellar."

"Cellar matches the roof?" I whispered, and she chuckled.

"Damn straight! I like you! We'll hit it off just fine."

The party got loud, and the food and drink never seemed to run out. I tried several different wines and settled on a dry white that was what McGovern called the pride of the line. I half expected it to end in a drunken orgy, but it didn't. The Widow Reilly approved of the cleanup job and I got my small deposit back. Mom and sis left but not before a business card passed from the Lady McGovern and them.

I slept alone that night. All those women and none of them stayed. I admit it I was disappointed. I showered and went to bed. She came slithering out of the darkness. The dream took on a surreal surrounding of an Arabian tent with a sea of pillows, a hookah pipe, and the silk glad goddess Lilith. Unseen musicians played for her as she danced for me. I picked up the pipe and took a drag and savored the sweet taste of apple tobacco. The silken veils fell one at a time until a naked Lilith joined me on the pillows.

"I take care of my own." She moaned in my ear. "Did you enjoy meeting the sisterhood? Do you fancy any of them? All of them?"

"You are the spider at the center of the web." I moaned as her hand wrapped around my cock.

"I am. Nice and hard after my dance. Excellent way of showing your appreciation my pet." She replied as she leaned down and breathed on the head of my dick. "You are going to be a busy boy with school, fixing up the old place, and having all that company. Take this." She said as she kissed the spot just below my belly button. "Never forget this... you are mine."

"UNNNNN!" I groaned as she lowered her mouth to the tip of my dick.

"Lay back boy toy, mommy is going to break you into pieces."

I adjusted the pillows as she went to work. I began to wonder was I being pampered or was I just as she said her toy. Lilith made soft mewing noises as her tongue swirled around the head just before half of it slid down her throat. In typical dream fashion things stuttered and became disjointed.

"Time to work some magic," Lilith said as she made mystical gestures over my erection. "Poof two. One for the front and one for the back... no waiting. Here we go stud muffin."

"Holy shit!" I cried out as she lowered her body. "Too much."

"Good." She moaned as she impaled both holes at once.

The dream shifted again, and Lilith was on her knees and I was behind her. I was giving it to her proper and she was urging me on like a prized stallion. I felt the orgasms, plural, building up inside of me and I warned Lilith. She only shoved her hips back with more force. I woke from my dream gasping for breath and sporting a double erection.

"Not a dream." I said and tugged the covers off seeing them with my own eyes. "Oh, good lord!"

I sat up and grabbed my water glass at the side of the bed. A piece of paper fluttered to the floor. I reached down and picked it up. It was a sheet of fine vellum. A short message was printed on it. It read.

'So sorry, I got here too late.'

Two strange things stood out after I took a second look. First was the font style appeared to be that of the old-fashioned manual typewriters. Second was the date the note was written. It was January 1st of next year, that was months away. I turned the sheet over and nearly dropped it. The note hadn't been printed it had been typed on a manual typewriter. I could see the impact strikes from the individual keys on the back of the note.

"What the fuck?!"

The hunger hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn't fight it. I called for a cab and sat on my front porch eagerly waiting for it. I knew it was wrong. I should go back in and just cancel the taxi, but I was helpless as a fly snared in a spider's web. It was a short trip by car to my parent's house. I paid the fare and used my key to slip inside. My cock was iron hard as I slipped off my shoes and climbed the front steps. The house was silent as I slipped into my parent's bedroom. Mom was sleeping on the side of the bed closest to the door as always. I unzipped my jeans and freed my cock.

"Time to test your resolve." I whispered as I pressed the head of my cock against her lips. "Come on ma open wide." I said as her eyes fluttered open and she spied me above her.

"Are you insane?" She asked as I insisted. "UNNNNN... not there... don't... MMMMMM!" She opened wide and accepted my offering as I fingered her pussy slowly.

"You are soaking wet mom," I groaned as she really got into it. "I am going to fuck you senseless."

That got her going. She began to sit up and I let her. She took my hand as she rose and tugged me to my old bedroom, now her craft room. She closed the door behind us leaving her backside unguarded. I grabbed her by the hips and slid into her uprotected pussy.

"What's got into you?" She moaned as I began thrusting slowly.

"That's my line and the answer is me. My dick is deep inside of you." I growled. "I can't stop it. The hunger is just too strong to fight and you were the target."

"I can't believe how bold you are." She moaned. "NO! Don't stop... why are you pulling out?"

"Because of this." I said and pushed forward slower than ever.

"UNNNN... my ass... two? Praise Lilith! Break me and I'll lust you forever." She hissed as my magic cock opened her up. "It is in... oh gods it is in my ass!"

"I wouldn't believe it but here I am DP'ing my own mom. Going for broke." I whimpered as I pushed both into her. "Balls deep in mommy dearest."

"Shut up... and fuck me!" She growled. "Oh god yes! What a good boy you are."

I picked up speed and she was meeting me thrust for thrust. I saw the wind up as her body arched and her mouth opened. I turned her head and kissed her just before she would have screamed and awoken the entire household. My arm encircled her waist and I held her close with cocks buried deep. I broke the kiss and wow what a look.

"Play with my tits." She urged as she began moving. "That's it... don't be shy pinch my nipples."

"I'm getting close." I warned her but she kept slamming her hips backward. "I see. You are one of those kind of girls."

"Oh, do shut up and shoot it in me." She laughed. "I haven't had a cock in my ass in ages!"

I managed not to cry out when I came and to both our surprises, I was still rock hard. We kept going. We literally fucked until dawn. I simply didn't run out of steam. We showered together, and dad walked in while I was balls deep in her holes once last time. She was like a drug for me. I fired my last two salvos into her and pulled out fearful we would be caught. The fear dismissed the upper cock and to my relief he began ranting as he took a piss.

"Today is the day sweetie!" He said excitedly. "I marked it on my calendar all those years ago! I just know I'll be the one chosen. I've worked so damn hard and there is all the evidence after all."

"I warned you when I let you read that not to get your hopes up." Mom fired back. "I hope it is you but if it is someone else you must accept Her decision."

"You have my cum oozing out your ass." I whispered in her ear.

"Aw come on," Dad fired back as mom's proximity got me hot and bothered and my cock began stiffening. "A male colt will come into the House of Lilith. That is what was written."

"Your brother is a possibility." She whimpered as the length teased her sensitive flesh. "Your son could be the one. You see, two others just off the top of my head. Colt while uncommon isn't exactly a unique last name." She said as she turned her head and shook her head. "I need a break." She begged.

"You are right. Do you think Jerry could be the one? How cool would that be! He'd be great in that role. He is so damn smart and loyal." Dad said and the spell broke.

I was naked in the shower with my erection brushing against my mom's well fucked pussy. I moved away from her and the weight of the guilt came crashing down. I fucked my mom. I fucked her damn near senseless. Was that a hint of pride amidst the crushing weight of regret. She turned to face me with hands on her hips. I looked at her and two forces fought in my head. One saw her as my mom and the pang of violation I had eagerly engaged in. The other was the conquering hero that had pounded her pussy and ass into submission over the last three hours. It didn't help that she was naked and her tits were swaying as she wet her hair so she could wash it.

"I need to go." I whispered as dad left the bathroom.

"Yeah you do," she agreed. "I won't forget your gift. I've never been fucked like that in my entire life and I have led a very interesting life."

"I believe you." I said as I slipped out, dried off, and after dressing slipped out and walked back to my apartment.

Moving Day:

They showed up in force. First the cleaning and introductions and now half a dozen women with boxes to pack me up and move me off to my site on campus. I learned as I kept them in coffee and snacks that the other six were at the campus cleaning the first floor where I would be sleeping. I tried to help but they would have none of that. I did help load the moving van which they had rented. It was all done by noon. The smoothest transition in my life up to that point.

There was an energy to the Keeper's cottage as it was called. It was more a three-story apartment building than a cottage. When I mentioned that to Pandorica she pointed to the prominent painting in the living room above the hearth. The subject of the painting was a cottage and in the background the clock tower at the center of the original campus. This building was the site of the original cottage. That was more than two centuries ago.

"Tradition." Pandorica mused as she stood behind me. "The university is based off tradition and ritual. We're going now. Have fun exploring the cottage and we'll be in touch. School day tomorrow so don't stay up too late."

Each of them kissed a cheek and left me wanting them so bad it hurt. Even though I had fucked the hell out of my mother I was still hungry for more. My sense of smell seemed to have improved and all those feminine scents drove me crazy. I watched them go and once they were gone the hunger left me. I really was an addict. I hadn't been like this before the pact, before I got the demon cock. Was that it? Did I have a demon in me that manifested as a cock? That might explain my insatiable hunger when I am around women.

"Snap out of it man! You are going to be an engineer!" I growled as I talked it out. It always helped me to speak out loud to clear my thoughts. "Mom or not she was amazing."

The image of mom impaled on one cock and Karen on the other flashed in my mind. I shook it off and decided to explore. I had only seen the living room so far. I hadn't even seen my bedroom yet. I needed a proper exploration of the grounds. I walked to the front door and opened it. I stood in the doorway and looked in.

4.House Warming

"Home sweet home."

I walked in and stood in the entry hall or what some might call a mud room. The floor was tiled and easy to keep clean. Two pocket doors opened onto the living room. It was as big as my old living room and kitchen combined. Two couches and three chairs gave it a comfy feel. I opened two more pocket doors and beyond the living room was the dining room fit for a large family. The table that dominated it could seat eight easily. Behind the dining room was a storage space that Shawna had called the butler's pantry. If you went to the right it led to the kitchen and the back door.

If you went left it led to the master bath and bedroom. The bathroom was freaking huge. There was a large cast iron tub and next to it a glass shower that could fit three easily. Next to the tub was a drain in the floor to keep it from flooding. I walked next to the tub and ran my hand across its cool smooth surface. Two people could sit in the tub facing each other comfortably. I turned around and opened the bedroom door. I stared at the king size bed that dominated the room and wondered if it had already been here or had one of the business ladies bought it. The oaken chest of drawers held all my clothes and then I looked at the other two dressers and walk in closet. All were fully stocked.

"How the hell?" I muttered.

There had to be hundreds of dollars in clothing alone. Was this what it was like being a kept man? I fell back onto the bed and stared at the mirror affixed to the top of the four-poster bed. Did Lilith like seeing her reflection when she was getting fucked rotten? Shower. Cold shower. The utilities were on, so I took a nice long shower. I was so aroused that a random thought could get me going. This was just so much in so little time. They no longer even used my name anymore it was always Keeper though it felt more like kept. When was the other shoe going to drop? I had warned my sister about getting caught up in a cult and here I was balls deep in one.

"Damn it!" I cursed willing the top cock away.

I dried off with brand new towels. I watched television on a brand-new wide screen HD television. I fell asleep at eight o'clock.

"Huh?" I murmured when the sound of running water woke me up.

I got up and listened. I wasn't imagining things. Someone was in my shower. I grabbed my baseball bat and snuck into the bathroom. The shower was fogged up and I could see someone moving around inside it. The soft feminine moan halted me in tracks. I lowered the bat and moved closer.

"It has been so long." She moaned. "Keeper... did I wake you?"

"Yeah. How did you get in. Do you have a key?"

"Nope. I didn't come in through the front door." She giggled.

"Clear as mud."

"Almost done," she said. "You can join me if you want."

Finally! I took off my underwear and slid the door open. She was standing under the middle shower head. The first thing that struck me about her was how physically fit she was. I thought she could be an Olympian, athlete, or even a professional dancer. Her hair was cropped short, her tits were small, but I didn't care.

"Come here Keeper, let me pay the toll." She purred. "Embrace me."

I took her into my arms and kissed her. If I thought I was sex starved, it was nothing compared to her. She took charge the minute our lips touched. My back hit the rear of the shower and she pressed her body against mine. Her hands roamed over me and I was so stunned I froze. Her hunger was a bit scary. I gasped when her hands wrapped around my cocks.

"Two! You have two! I heard rumors but now I know they are true. Watch me blow you. I am going to drain your balls." She said her accent coming through loud and clear. I couldn't identify it.

"I love your accent, but I can't place it." I moaned as she stroked me.

"Sorry." She giggled. "I forgot I have this damn thing on." She said touching one of the sapphire earrings she was wearing. "There that's better. What do you think?"

She wasn't human. Her flesh was extremely pale, translucent almost transparent in spots, but her eyes were sapphire blue like her earrings. Her hair was white, reflective and had a glasslike quality to it but soft to the touch. When she stuck out her long blue tongue, I knew what followed was going to be epic. Her ears were prominently pointed and had an elven quality to them. I thought of her as a ghost elf.

"Ghost Elf." I moaned as she lapped at the heads of my erections.

"Eldamor, I like it." She purred. "I will wear that name with pride my Keeper. My actual name is Jarael. Jarael Eldamor has a nice ring to it. The others will be jealous."

She squatted in front of me and gobbled half of the lower one and fisted the upper. There was no subtlety here. She wanted to pleasure me, and I did as she asked and watched. Two cocks and double the pleasure. Two flavors of pleasure as she sucked me off and stroked me off at the same time. I was panting and grunting as she went for broke.

"Damn girl!" I moaned and grabbed her by the hair. "Slow down!"

She snarled, and her eyes filled with a boiling violet radiance. I let go and continued to watch. Her cheeks caved in as she applied suction on the lower erection. I cried out as my upper cock shot its load over her head but remained rock hard. I felt a tingling in my belly and it was only at that moment that I saw it, the red hourglass tattoo beneath my belly button. It was giving off a faint ruby light. That was where Lilith had kissed me in my dream.

"You belong to Her." The girl grinned and stood up. "Time to fuck me Keeper." She turned around, braced herself against the glass wall, and bent over. "Give it to me."

"I'm going to break you!" I said as I took over. I lined up both cocks and pushed. "Tell me when to stop."

"UNNNNN! Yeahhhh!" She squealed as the upper cock pierced her asshole. "Break me, if you can."

Something inside of me snapped. I thrust forward burying both cocks deep inside of her. She climaxed right then and there but I kept on moving. I was awake. I was refreshed. My entire body tingled with power as I pounded her.

"Fuck me Keeper! I am your sentinel. I belong to you."

Caught up in the moment I snatched her off her feet and held her aloft as I slammed into her from below. She howled a second time and I felt both holes squeeze me tight. I warned her how close I was, but she only begged me to shoot it deep into her. I gave her what she wanted. I pounded her until both my cocks cut loose inside of her. I set her down and withdrew.

"Explain yourself." I said, and she spun around and kissed me again.

"It is complicated." She replied after breaking the kiss. "Is this your first night?"

"Yeah. I was asleep... alone."

"What year is it?" She asked and that took me off guard. I told her, and she smiled. "I don't have much time. Can you go again?"

"Apparently." I said seeing my cocks still at full mast.

"She marked you Keeper." She purred. "Once more, slower..."

There was a tenderness to her now. The strange light was gone from her eyes and in its place sorrow. I pinned her back to the wall and gently eased into her. I dismissed the upper cock and moved leisurely. I maintained eye contact as the fear increased.

"I'll be gone soon. I can feel it. Thank you, Keeper, for making me feel like a woman again, needed again. So close... give it to me!"

"Jarael..." I whispered her name.

I held her as we climaxed together. I kissed her one last time and a jolt of electricity sent me staggering back as her outline became indistinct. What the hell was going on? She had called herself a Sentinel, my sentinel. She blew me a kiss and a moment later I was alone in the shower. I turned off the water and stared at the place where she had stood.

"Jarael Eldamor." I muttered to myself as I exited and dried off. "Where did she go? Where had she come from?"

I put my underwear in the hamper and returned to bed. I stepped in and spotted the thick red leather-bound book on the night table. I walked over and opened it. The Thin Spot and the Haunting of Miskatonic written by Professor James C. Tillerman. I crawled into bed and began reading. The chapters were broken up into defining events that littered the history of the college and the surrounding area. It covered hauntings, spectral apparitions, and the appearance of hellish beasts that drove witnesses insane. I only skimmed the contents, but it was a ghost hunter's dream.

I fell asleep with the book on my chest. I woke with it on my nightstand and the smell of freshly brewed coffee in the air. Had she returned? Had the sentinel made it back and fixed coffee? I jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes, and headed into the kitchen. There was a girl my age taking things out of the fridge when I stepped in. I felt my heart drop when I realized it wasn't the girl from the shower. This girl was built differently, and her hair was far too long to be the sentinel.

"Who are you?" I asked, and she turned around.

"My name is Margarette. I am a pledge from the sisterhood. You can call me whatever pleases you Keeper. I hope eggs and bacon will be acceptable for breakfast."

"Yeah... that's great. Thanks." I thanked her as I poured a cup of coffee. "What do you do as a pledge?"

"Really? They didn't fill you in. The sisterhood and the Keeper go way back. You thought I was someone else at first. I saw the disappointment in your eyes."

"I had a visitor last night. She left rather abruptly. She called herself Jarael." I said as I sat at the kitchen table. "This place is freaking huge." I said, and she laughed. "What is so funny?"

"You'll see. She'll be by around four and she can help you get a grip." Margarette said.

"Who?"

"The paranormal investigator, now that you are here the sisterhood gave her access to this place. She has studied its history from the first keeper to all those missing girls."

"The sentinels." I muttered, and she went pale. "You heard of them."

"You saw one. That girl you mistook me for was a sentinel."

"Yeah." I admitted. "She looked so sad and scared at the end."

We sat and ate breakfast together. I learned that Margarette was for the next week my chef, my maid, and my fuck buddy if I wanted. She had offered the last quite eagerly. My first class wasn't until ten, so I looked for my laptop, but I couldn't find it. I hollered at Margarette and she cursed and got on her cellphone.

"...what do you mean it isn't done yet. He needs his fucking laptop for class. Fine. Ten minutes no more." Margarette growled at the person on the other end. "Ten more minutes for sure."

"Where is my laptop?"

"It is being upgraded." She said. "It took them a while to crack your password. They'll be done soon."

"I'm glad I have a late start today. Tell me what you know about this place."

"It isn't much." She said as she washed the dirty dishes.

I listened to what she did have to say all the while I stared at that firm round ass of hers. I thought about a morning romp, but the front door bell rang, and I was interrupted. I stalked to the front door and opened it. I wasn't expecting the middle-aged redhead in the business suit to stroll on in. She walked with the same authority as any CEO or other upper echelon business professional.

"Your password was a bitch." She announced. "Fifty fucking characters long."

"I like my privacy." I told her as I followed her to the dining room.

"The Sisterhood provides." She intoned with head lowered before she launched into the specs of my new laptop. "I cloned your old one. I didn't look at all of your files but some of them were 'interesting' to say the least. You can tell a lot about a man from his porn stash. Your homework is stored on the primary drive along with word processing, engineering, and other software packages. The secondary drive is for gaming and other activities. The holographic interface is keyed to your biometrics and yours alone. I took the liberty of setting up your interface personality. You can change her at any time that it suits you."

"Holographic... what? Why do I need something like that?" I asked, and she seemed genuinely shocked.

"You are the Keeper. You should have access to the best of everything." She said with a wink to emphasize best. "If you have any questions just ask Serenity. She'll explain how she works and be an able research assistant. Goodbye Keeper, it has been an honor." She said and then stopped and pulled out a crystalline business card. "Here, take this, and if you want something more sophisticated call me."

The card red Kat Shaw. She was the head of Numenor's research and development department. Smart and beautiful what a combination. With that she was gone. I watched her leave and only after the front door was closed that I approached the laptop case. It was a sleek black carbon fiber casing with the silver Numenor logo on top. By pressing the button on the side, the case unzipped itself and opened. The laptop had a gleaming metallic shell with a six-inch diameter circle on top and when I touched it the laptop came alive. The circle flickered to life and a curvaceous female hologram stood and greeted me.

"I am Serenity. I have been keyed to your biometrics Keeper. How should I address you in public?"

"Um... Jerry will do." I said taking in her intricate detail and human mannerisms.

"I am a composite of everything you find pleasing in the female form. I can look like anyone, sound like anyone, and dress as you feel is appropriate. Oh, dear me I'm naked. Shall I dress myself or would you prefer to pick out my outfit for me?"

"Something casual would work I suppose." I said remarking at how human she sounded. Her hair which had hung loose around her back and shoulders was now up in a severe updo, she was sporting round wire frame glasses, a crisp white blouse, and blue jeans. "Um..."

"Too severe?" She giggled.

"I like the glasses, but I prefer the hair down and free." I suggested, and she changed. "Perfect for now. How do you know what I find attractive in a woman?"

"Why your movies and other erotic images you stored gave me a healthy variety to choose from. Certain patterns became quite clear however." Serenity said cupping her breasts and then slapping her generous ass. "I hope I meet your expectations. Your first class is in forty-five minutes. Are you going to get ready?" Serenity asked with hand on her virtual hips.

I laughed as I gathered up my books and Serenity. I looked at my new laptop as a living breathing thing now. My classes went off normally. I liked a touch of normalcy after everything that had happened. Serenity, true to her word, was a gifted and reliable assistant. I asked for research and she dug deeper and further than I normally would have. My last class was at three in the afternoon and when I returned to the cottage there were workmen inside and installing LED track lighting everywhere. I hadn't ordered it but someone on the college board had requested it, so how could I possibly refuse.