Foursomes

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Taylor and Danny entertain Vicky and Amy Dallon, in bed. Taylor reconnects with her Dad, while Amy gets what she wants.

I kissed Amy again as I unlocked the back door of my dad's house. She giggled and squeezed my butt. Turning, I kissed Vista as well; she returned the favour, caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. Her other hand teased my clitoris; between her and Amy, I had lost my panties on the way over from the hospital. The orgasms had been mind-blowing.

"Did you want to come in?" I asked Missy. "Amy can grow a cock on me, or on you, and we can fuck each other, and Amy too." I really wanted to try out double-penetration again.

She looked rather tempted. "I'd love to," she told me, with another kiss, "but I have to be on patrol in another half-hour, and I've still got to sign in."

Amy nibbled at her neck, and Missy's eyes grew wide; I knew Amy was giving her a teaser of her ability to excite orgasmic feelings in others. "Any time you want," Amy purred. "Any way you want. I've got a kind of a thing for blondes, and Taylor likes you, so there's that too."

I nodded, cupping Missy's immature breasts in my hands and squeezing them gently. "Also, Amy could make you just a little more mature, where it counts," I pointed out. "She grew my tits to this size in seconds."

"Oh," Vista moaned, mainly because Amy had two fingers knuckle-deep inside her. "Oh. Could you. Make it. So I. Can take. Gallant in me. Please?" She was whimpering from the pleasure, but that didn't stop her from gasping out her request.

Amy smiled. "I can do that. But when we see each other next, I'm going to require at least ten minutes of cunnilingus from you. Deal?"

"Deal," moaned Vista; I had my hands squeezing her taut young buttocks, rubbing at her tight little ass. And of course, I was humming. The vibrations were concentrated in Missy's pussy and ass, as well as her breasts, so it was little wonder that she was mere seconds from climax.

When she came, her cry echoed from nearby houses, and her juices soaked Amy's hand. She slumped against me; I copped a feel, of course. Several feels. She didn't seem to mind, given that she copped a few back.

"Done," Amy told her. "Unless Gallant's cock has a Changer or Brute classification of its own, that should work for you."

Vista smiled and kissed her; Amy, of course, responded rather enthusiastically. I watched with interest; new technique was always fun to pick up. This kiss seemed to have Missy almost on the verge of another climax by the time they separated.

"Oop, gotta go," Vista gasped. "Bye, Taylor, bye Amy. Fuck you later."

"Fuck you then," I told her, just before she stepped away over the rooftops.

"That was nice of you," I told Amy, taking her face in my hands so that I could kiss her. Her hands snaked around me, and between my legs, and I felt her practised fingers touching me in ways that could excite me so quickly.

She kissed me back, and held me close. "I also upgraded her ass so that she can take Gallant that way, too," she murmured. "Boy, will she be surprised."

I squeezed her ass cheek. "Not as much as he will be," I responded with a grin. "Wanna come inside and meet my dad? He's already fucked Vicky."

"Yeah, Vicky told me," she agreed as I opened the door. "She was kinda enthusiastic about his technique. Said she's never been done up the ass so good before."

"Oh, I know he's good at that," I told her, leading her inside and shutting the door. "I once had him hold me down and fuck my ass into quivering jelly."

"Really?" she murmured, sounding rather interested. "I thought you told me that your dad wasn't into incest."

"He's not," I confirmed. "Want something to eat, or do you want to fuck again first?"

"I'm a bit hungry," she decided. "Do you have any strap-ons, for after?"

I shook my head. "I've never had any girlfriends come over. Never really had any girlfriends, after Emma, before you and Missy."

"So you'll be fucking me, then," she decided. "I like that idea. I like it a lot."

"Me too," I giggled, opening the fridge. "Having a cock is just so weird. And so much fun. No wonder guys are so willing to stick it into anything with an orifice and a pulse."

"And sometimes the pulse is optional," Amy snorted.

I rolled my eyes. "You're not wrong." Opening the fridge, I picked out two apples, and tossed one to her. "Here you go."

"Thanks," she told me. "So, about the time your dad held you down and fucked you."

I grinned. "How did I know you were going to get back to that topic? Okay. Come on, let's sit down. You can grow me a cock while I'm telling the story."

We sat on the sofa, and Amy started molesting my pussy. I didn't mind in the slightest; Amy knew exactly where to touch me, and my eyes started crossing within seconds.

"So it was about a week after my trigger event," I told her, in between pants of arousal. "You know about that, right?"

"Yeah," she murmured, leaning down over my crotch, where my clitoris was gradually swelling and growing into an erect penis.

"Oh god," I groaned. "Well, anyway. I came out of it with a massive need for sex. I needed to fuck basically hourly. Apparently, in the hospital, I propositioned the entire staff, singly and en masse, to do to me whatever they wanted, so long as they got me off."

Amy lifted her mouth off of my slowly growing cock long enough to make a comment. "But they didn't."

"No," I groaned. "Oh god, don't stop. Against some rules or other." I took a deep breath, started humming to put a vibration into Amy's pussy and ass, and continued. "If Dad hadn't kept me in the house, I would have been out there, naked, offering my pussy and ass to anyone or anything that could possibly satisfy me. I know that because before he dragged me back home, that's exactly what I was doing. He won't tell me much about where I was and what I was doing, but there are some Dock Workers who won't look me in the eye even today."

Amy lifted her mouth off of my growing prick, and rubbed it with her hand. "Okay, wow. Now I want to know what you got up to."

I giggled. "So do I. But Dad won't tell me. Anyway. After a week of it, I was basically throwing myself at him. Literally lying on the kitchen table, masturbating, while he was having breakfast. Climbing into bed while he was asleep and sucking his cock. Walking around the house, naked, with a dildo in my pussy, and asking if he wanted seconds. Begging him to fuck me."

Amy didn't answer, because her mouth was full. To be honest, I didn't want her to stop what she was doing.

"So he's a guy, right? He's trying to do the right thing, but there's such a thing as going too far. Something I did pushed him over the edge. I don't know what it was. But he grabbed me, threw me to the floor right about there, put me on to all fours, got down behind me, and put his cock into my ass."

I groaned, feeling the sensations of what Amy was doing to my cock. She was deep-throating me now, letting my newly-grown erection slide into her throat as she sucked on me.

"I can still remember how awesome it felt," I went on, trying to keep my voice level. "I'd kept my ass lubricated for a week, just in case. He was out of control, not even trying to be gentle. Just rammed it in there. Held me down. Fucked me till I couldn't move. My ass was sore for the next week, but it was so worth it … oh god … oh god ..."

Amy took her mouth off of my cock, but that was only so that she could straddle me and mount it for herself. I guided it into her; as in a dream, the tip parted her labia and found her soft, sweet, yielding entrance. Slowly, she slid down on to me, as I leaned forward and suckled on her rock-hard nipples. She arched her back as I amped up the vibration in her pussy and ass, and started pushing my erection upward into her tightly clinging hot wet pussy.

We rolled off of the couch, and ended up on the floor, with me on top. Her legs twined around my waist as I began to thrust into her; slowly at first, and then harder and harder. Under me, she urged me on with broken moans and gasps; her pussy clenched around my cock, as my balls slapped her on the ass, again and again.

"Oh, Taylor," she whimpered as my cock found her centre, over and over again. "Fuck me … god yes … you're so big … take me hard … cum inside me … "

Her nails scored my back as I did my best to do what she was telling me; this was exactly the second time I'd used a cock to have sex with, and the sensations were amazing. I hunched my back, driving my penis deep between her labia, into her secret depths, filling her to completion with each stroke. She urged me on, her fingertips on my back now leaving streamers of pleasure that found their way unerringly to my erogenous zones. I pumped my hips faster, feeling her heaving under me as she came around my driving erection.

My climax took me by surprise; Amy cried out as I gathered myself and penetrated her fully, then I felt my cock begin to spurt hot semen deep inside her. My hips were out of my control; I drove my penis into her, over and over again, filling her womb with my seed, my erection twitching and jerking with each spurt.

Breathing raggedly, I rolled sideways off Amy, to hold her close to me, even as my penis slowly shrank and slid out of her. "Oh my god," I groaned. "That was even better than the first time we had sex."

"What, the threesome and all?" she asked with a grin, kissing me.

"Not the whole thing," I panted. "Just … the first time I had sex with you. This was better. Wow."

"It was pretty damn good for me, too," she agreed. "When you've got control, when you're on top … wow."

"I might have a little bit of a control issue going on," I offered.

Amy kissed me again. "More than a little bit, if that was any indication," she murmured.

"We can always go for seconds, and see if it's the same way," I suggested.

"Mmmm," she murmured. "I like that idea."

She was just reaching down to bring my cock back to life, when we were both interrupted by a bright, chirpy voice. "Hey, how long have you two been down here?"

Amy and I blinked and looked upward; there stood Vicky, naked of course, with Dad behind her. He was naked as well. And currently staring at my cock.

"Uh, hi?" I greeted them.

"Hi, Taylor," Dad greeted me, stepping forward and giving me a hand-up. "I see Amy grew a cock on you again."

"Oh, yeah," I replied with a grin, giving my hips a wiggle. "Isn't it cool?"

He coughed and grinned. "I've never really been into penises, but it looks reasonably accurate. Does it work all right?"

"Oh my god, does it ever," Amy enthused. "Vicky, you have got to try this. When Taylor gets on top, she's a monster."

"I dunno," Vicky commented, though her eyes never moved from my penis. "I kinda like being on top myself."

"Except for the last three times with me, you mean," Dad pointed out. "And the time I took you in your ass."

"Wow, Dad, you stud," I observed. Looking more closely, Vicky's pussy was looking a little red. Though her hair was wet, which probably meant that they'd been fucking in the shower. "You've already fucked her four times today?"

"Only three," he corrected me. "The time with her ass was when she had the cock, remember?"

She smiled and caressed his long cock. "You know, you don't have to wait till I have a dick again to fuck me in the ass," she pointed out. "I'm good for that any time."

His hand cupped her ass cheek and squeezed. "So am I, Vicky. So am I. But wasn't there something you were telling me about Amy?"

"Oh, yeah," she recalled, turning to Amy. "I've been telling him how much you'd enjoy being held down and fucked up the ass. Hard. Rough."

Amy squeezed her thighs together and let out a tiny whimper as she looked down at Dad's now-hardening cock. "Could you do that for me?" she asked, in a small voice. "I love it when Vicky does it, and Dad, and Mom, and Eric too, but none of them has a cock as long as yours."

Dad frowned slightly. "I don't want to hurt you," he countered. "When I get going, I get sort of enthusiastic."

I grinned. "You don't have to worry about that. Amy can make sure you fit just right. It's kind of her thing."

"And besides, she likes it to hurt, just a little bit," Vicky went on cheerfully. "That's also kind of her thing. She thinks I haven't noticed when she grows me a cock that she makes it so it's just a little bit too big for her to fit comfortably."

Amy turned red; I held her close and kissed her. And pinched her clitoris, of course. She whimpered into my mouth as she kissed me back, and more or less melted into my embrace.

"Wow, I never really knew that about you before," I murmured. "I think we can have a lot of fun with that."

"I'm pretty sure that we can all have a lot of fun with that," Vicky announced. "So I'm calling it. Foursome, upstairs, right now."

I started, and looked at Dad. He looked back at me. "Foursome?" I asked. "Like … everyone fucks everyone else?"

Vicky nodded. "That's the general idea, yes."

"So … Dad will be fucking me?" I wanted to make this absolutely clear before I got my hopes up.

Dad cleared his throat and nodded. "I … yes, Taylor. It took some doing, but Vicky finally convinced me to give it another shot. So yes, I will be fucking you, in the ass. And if and when Amy gives you your pussy back, there too. If that's okay with you?"

Was it weird that my cock went to immediate attention at the thought? I wasn't sure; Dad blinked, and Vicky laughed out loud. "I think that's a yes," she replied cheerfully.

I rubbed Amy's pussy. It was even wetter than before. "You do realise that this means there's a good chance you'll have three cocks in you at some point, two of them belonging to girls?" I murmured.

She nearly dislocated my shoulder, dragging me toward the stairs.

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I lay back on the bed with Vicky sucking on my prick. This was something I could really get used to; Glory Girl no doubt practised on every man she fucked, and her mouth was very talented indeed. My cock was already at full erection, and she was doing things to it that made me want to throw her back on the bed and screw her senseless.

As my hands tangled in her hair, I watched Dad with Amy. His large hands caressed her firm young breasts, ran over her body, cupped her taut buttocks. She moaned as he ran his fingers between her thighs, parting her labia, rubbing at her pussy and her clitoris.

Her own hands were busy on his body, tracing his muscles, and stroking his long penis. He was already erect; his gasps as she touched him let me know that she was using her power to inflame him even more. "Dad, just by the way?" I gasped, arching my back as Vicky continued to deep-throat my cock. "Her ass is lubed. Always."

"Good to know," he grunted as she began to suck on him. She wasn't quite as talented a cocksucker as Vicky – there was a reason that Glory Girl had more fellatio pictures up on her PHO page than any other teen hero – but she was still very good, as I well knew.

"Sixty-nine," I moaned, and Vicky heard me. Her aura was flowing at full strength now, arousing all of us to a new level, and she moved around until she could straddle my face. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and raised my face until I could taste her running juices.

She was already thoroughly aroused, not least because I was running a low-level vibration in her pussy and ass, Amy's pussy and ass, and Dad's cock. Not so much his balls; there was no way I wanted a repeat of the Lung incident.

My tongue stroked over her labia, then parted them, to her moans of obvious enjoyment. Her musky juices ran over my tongue as I lapped at her, flicking now and again at her clitoris to make her whole body clench in enjoyment.

Not that she was the only one getting any action. Her own tongue and lips and teeth were driving me insane; I was sure that if she put her mind to it, she could convince even Legend to turn straight, or at least give it a shot for a weekend. I know that I would bend over for him.

When I slid my finger into her ass, at the same time as I nibbled on her clit, Vicky arched her back and came explosively; I thought she was going to suck my cock right off of my hips. I was perilously close to climax myself, so I pushed her away.

Slowly, she let her mouth slide off of my erect penis, looking at me with heavy-lidded lust. "Fuck me," she growled. "Or I'll rip your dick off and use it as a dildo."

I pushed her back on to the bed, enjoying her momentary startled look, and climbed on top of her. Lowering my face to hers, I kissed her hard, forcefully. Our breasts brushed together, then melded as she wrapped her arms around me and held me close, her mouth surrendering to mine. Our tongues meshed, swirled together, our bodies pushing at one another. My cock rubbed at her belly, between us.

I lifted myself up; she reached down, cupped my urgent erection, guided it into place. I paused a moment, teasing her, feeling her hot juices boiling around the very tip of my penis as it hesitated at the very entrance to her soft, wet, yielding vaginal canal.

On the other side of the bed, Dad was fucking Amy. They were clinging together as he drove his long penis into her vagina; her arms were around him, and he kissed her every time he drew out of her. She whimpered every time he thrust into her, and my groin clenched in sympathy.

And then I thrust my penis into Vicky's hot, slippery vagina. She was unprepared for it, and I felt her clench around me. Arching her back, she cried out as I penetrated to her very centre; I nearly came, then and there, as she enveloped me, squeezing my erection tightly, making my eyes cross with the sheer unadulterated arousal.

I started thrusting harder, deeper, more forcefully; under me, Vicky moaned and clutched at my back, at my ass, as I drove myself into her. I knew she didn't like it too rough – which was interesting, because Amy did – so I kept myself in check. Lifting myself up, I put Vicky's ankles on my shoulders, and started fucking her in earnest.

She cried out again and again as my thick penis stroked into her slippery wetness over and over again, my breasts bobbing with the force of my thrusts. In the position she was in, I had full access to her pussy and ass, and I intended to make full use of it.

On the other side of the bed, Dad pulled his penis out of Amy's pussy; she had just cum, repeatedly, and was lying there dazedly. Rolling her over, he lifted her ass; she responded willingly. When he began to feed his cock into her tight teenage asshole, she gasped out loud. Her sphincter opened up willingly enough for him, but I knew that she was being stretched by it as she had rarely been stretched before.

I watched my Dad slowly fuck his thoroughly erect penis into Amy's ass, as she moaned and gasped and clutched at the sheets; sweat broke out all down her back. His grimace of concentration never wavered; nor did his slow, steady thrusts, gradually introducing his cock into her tightest hole.

When Amy reached back to start rubbing herself, I spoke up. "Faster, Dad," I grunted. "Harder. Rougher."

He glanced at me, then nodded. Grasping her hips more tightly, he pulled back, and pushed harder than he had done before. His cock drove a little farther into Amy than she had expected, and her eyes opened wide. And then he thrust again, and he was all the way into her; she gasped, eyes and mouth wide open.

"Oh god … oh god … oh god … " she moaned.

Under me, Vicky squirmed and bucked and came as my cock drove into her; aroused beyond belief by the sight of my father fucking one of the girls I truly loved in her oh-so-tender ass, I started upping the pace again. It wasn't long before my own arousal caught up with me, and I felt myself on the verge of cumming.

Letting Vicky's legs fall off of my shoulders, I fell forward on top of her, just as Dad began fucking Amy's ass in earnest. Amy cried out as Dad's cock slammed into her ass, driving her forward on the bed, over and over again. Vicky clutched at me, kissed me, as I put my all into fucking her as hard as I could. My cock slammed into her tight pussy, deeper and deeper, until I came; her nails dug into my back as she wailed out her own climax.

Even as I came, as my cock spurted its hot semen to the collection already inside her pussy, my hips were still jerking, fucking her hard, rubbing my pubic bone against her clitoris. I felt my sperm fill her tender womb, wad after wad of it, until I slumped on top of her, panting and breathless.

Beside us, Amy was still getting her ass reamed out in fine style by my Dad. He was holding her tightly, his balls slapping into her labia with every driving thrust; she was gasping, grunting as he fucked her. As I watched, her eyes rolled back in her head as she came again; she must have clenched her ass, because Dad actually upped his tempo.

He didn't last long after that, as Vicky and I lay there and teasingly played with each other; Amy came several more times before he finally emptied out into her ass. She slumped forward on to the bed, utterly shattered, as his long cock slithered from her rear passage.

"Oh god," he muttered, looking almost as wrecked as she was; sweat streaked his hair, and ran down his face. He lay on the bed beside her, holding her gently. "I wasn't too rough, was I?"

She rolled over to put her arms around him. "Never," she assured him. "You were just right. Oh god, were you just right. I might not walk straight for a week."

Vicky grinned and kissed me, her hand on my flaccid penis. "You can still walk, sis?" she asked. "Means we're not finished yet. Grow me a cock, and we'll give you a triple-banger."

"I think I need to rest a little first," Amy suggested. "Have a breather." She licked her lips. "And then I'm all yours."

"If we're going to have a breather," Dad noted, "I might have a shower. Freshen up a little." He began to get up.

Vicky nudged me, and suddenly I realised what she meant. "Oh, uh, I need one too," I exclaimed, jumping up too.

Dad looked at me, and I looked at him. We both knew what was going to happen in the shower. Finally, he nodded. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea," he decided. "Come on."

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The hot water sluiced over the both of us as we stood in the shower together. Slowly, tentatively, he reached up and caressed my breasts.

"You can squeeze them harder, Dad," I told him, running my hands over his ribs. "They're not made of china."

"It wasn't how fragile they were," he murmured. "But that they're yours." But he squeezed them anyway, and I caught my breath.

"Oh yes, Dad," I told him softly. "Touch them any way you like."

My hands were busy with his penis; between his hands on my body, and my hands on his manhood, he was already most of the way to erection again. Of course, my own cock was starting to wake up again, which threatened to complicate matters.

Tilting my head up with a finger under my chin, Dad leaned down slightly. I caught my breath again, closed my eyes and opened my lips. The kiss began gently, tentatively, but as I responded, it firmed up nicely. His lips were warm and soft on mine, and my arms went around him as my tongue touched his. He held me tightly, as we kissed, our bodies pressing together, his penis hard against my belly, and mine against his thigh.

As if the kiss was a dam broken, a test passed, a door opened wide, Dad's hands were suddenly all over me. My nails scored his back as he cupped my ass, spreading the cheeks, rubbing against my tight asshole. He reached between my thighs, caressed my scrotum, caressed my swelling erection.

When we broke the kiss, I was panting with arousal. He seemed to be in a similar state, from the way he was squeezing my breasts.

"So," he murmured. "Cock but no pussy, huh?"

I stroked his own penis. It responded by swelling just a little more. "Yeah, until Amy changes matters back," I agreed. I pressed against him. "But I've still got an ass."

"It's weird," he admitted. "You're my daughter, I know you're my daughter, but here you are with a cock, wanting to have sex with me, wanting me to fuck you in the ass. And you've got an erection over the idea."

I grinned and raked his chest with my nails. "Weird is a pretty good descriptor of sex around Amy. Like when you fucked Vicky in the ass. She had a cock then, too."

"She did," he agreed. "And I really, really want to fuck you in the ass, too. And in the pussy, when you get it back. But first, there's something I want to do for you, just because you're my daughter and you're special to me. There's no-one else I would do it for."

"I, uh, what would that be, Dad?" I asked.

For an answer, he lowered himself to his knees, and took my swollen, erect penis in his hand. And he closed his eyes and began to suck on it.

I gasped; I couldn't believe it. Dad was as straight as straight got. He just didn't go for cock. He obviously wasn't a veteran cocksucker, but he still did his best, and right then, and right there, his best was plenty good enough. I gasped and moaned and held his head, and his warm mouth moved back and forth on my pulsing shaft. I felt my cum rising, gathering at the base of my cock.

"Gonna cum," I groaned.

At the last moment, he pulled his mouth off of it, and masturbated it briskly; I arched my back and felt my semen explode from the tip, splattering all over Dad's face and chest. I grunted with the release; it was amazing. And, if I admitted it to myself, spectacularly kinky. Not many girls can say that they'd had their cocks sucked by their own Dad.

"Oh, wow, Dad," I murmured, dropping to my knees before him. My cum was washing off of his face and chest, but I licked as much as I could off before it escaped. It was salty, but had a taste all of its own. Then I kissed him; he kissed me back, and we embraced. The embrace went on as we kept on kissing, and I slowly lay back, with him on top of me, in the tub, with the water pounding down on top of us.

He stopped kissing me long enough to raise my legs high enough that he had access to my ass, and I stared up at him. "You really love me that much, Dad?"

"Yes, Taylor," he told me. "I really do love you that much." I felt him separating my butt cheeks, and rubbing something between them; lube, I supposed. His finger penetrated into me, and I bucked up my hips to meet it; it slid into me all the way to the second knuckle with ease.

And then he pulled his finger out, and I felt his cock pressing against my asshole.

I have had my ass fucked many times, by all of the male Wards, by a few of the Protectorate members and PRT guards, and by quite a few other guys I know, in Winslow and out of it. The very worst ass-fuck I have ever had was with Greg Veder; he simply did not know what he was doing, and he came and pulled out before I was halfway to orgasm.

The best ass-fuck I have ever had … well, the one I had with Dad wasn't the _very_ best, strictly speaking, but in terms of sheer physical enjoyment and long-awaited anticipation, it would be hard to beat it.

He slid his cock into my ass slowly and tenderly; I felt myself fill up with his long cock, his hands cupping my ass-cheeks, lifting me so he could more readily thrust into me. And thrust he did; I felt him withdraw, and then push deeper into me, and then deeper, and deeper yet again. By this time, I was gasping with pleasure, moaning while I squeezed my breasts, and crying out his name.

Dad took my ass in that shower, slowly and steadily at first, and then hard and fast. At some point I got up on all fours so that he could fuck me from behind, and then we really got down to business. I felt his cock drive into me from behind again and again, penetrating to the very depth of my being, filling my tight, hot ass, until my entire universe was composed of my Dad's penis and what he was doing to my ass with it.

I came; of course I came. I had one hand under me, masturbating my own cock, as hard and as fast as Dad was pounding my ass. My balls bunched up and I spurted white all over the floor of the tub. But Dad was still fucking me. I couldn't believe how good it was. My erection began to swell again, and I stroked it frantically. I couldn't do anything else.

By the time he finally pulled me back hard on his cock, rammed himself all the way up inside of me – and I swear his penis tickled my tonsils – and unleashed his climax inside me, I had cum three times in the tub. I felt every hot spurt of incestuous cum as it bathed my bowels; it felt as though he was trying to fill a gallon jug as he continued to thrust into me, each jet of semen exciting me anew.

When he finally pulled out of me, I slumped to the floor of the tub, almost as wrecked as Amy had been, in the bedroom. My ass was throbbing, and I wasn't quite sure how my hips were supposed to work, but I did not regret one second of what had happened.

Dad knelt beside me, and pulled me on to his lap. "Oh god," I groaned. "That was so good. Holy shit, that was even better than the last time you did that to me." I looked up at him. "I love you, Dad."

He held me tightly. "I love you too, Taylor. And it was good for me, too. Maybe I can learn to open up a little, learn a few new tricks." He leaned down and kissed me. "And maybe the next time, you can coax me into bed without having to bring two friends over."

I kissed him back. "It was their idea, but I'm really liking the way it's turning out so far."

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I was still a little wobbly when, showered and dried, we made our way back to the bedroom. Vicky was lying back while Amy sucked on her brand-new cock; they both looked up as we entered.

"Hah, told you they were screwing in the shower," Vicky charged Amy.

"I never said they weren't," Amy defended herself. "I just thought they might wait till they got out."

"Nope," Dad confirmed Vicky's assertion. "I fucked Taylor's ass, right there in the tub."

"That he did," I agreed. "I think he gave my ass a concussion." I leaned up and kissed him. "And just as soon as I have my original equipment down below, he's going to be filling me up with cum the old-fashioned way."

"Excellent," Vicky responded with a smile. "Actually, Danny, I was just thinking. If Amy turned you into a woman, Taylor and I could fuck you. You could see what it was like for us."

Dad blinked. "I … that's something I hadn't thought of," he confessed. "Have you done it with anyone else?"

"Changed Mom and Dad around for a day," Amy informed us. "Made him a woman, and her a guy, with all the changes." She giggled. "Turns out that Dad really likes it doggy-style from Vicky, and Mom likes to bend me over the sofa. They've been talking to Uncle Neil and Aunt Sarah about it, and they're going to get me to change them all for next weekend." She rolled her eyes. "Uncle Neil is going to have the biggest set of tits. Mom can't wait to put her cock between them."

Danny blinked. "That's … different," he admitted. "But I don't think I really want to try too many things at once. Just having a regular sexual relationship with my daughter is probably enough at the moment."

"That's fair," Amy agreed. "So, do you think you're recovered from your shower sex, or do you need a freshen-up?"

"Freshen-up, I think," I decided. Dad nodded in agreement. Amy laid her hand on my arm, then on his; I don't know what it felt like for him, but it was like a torrent of cold water had washed through me, flushing out all the fatigue. Then a torrent of hot water, refilling me with energy. And with a certain level of desire.

I smiled as I climbed on to the bed, my cock already rising to erection. Amy gulped as Dad got on to the bed as well, his eyes fixed on her body. Vicky put her arms around her sister from behind, caressing her breasts. I leaned in to kiss Amy, as I ran my hand between her legs; her thighs parted as she moaned helplessly. Her pussy was streaming with juices.

"Looks like you're ready for all three of us at once," I murmured, as Dad leaned down to suckle gently on her nipple; at the same time, I pinched her clitoris, not hard. All the same, she arched her back in arousal.

"Yes," she whispered. "Oh god, yes." Her hand found my cock, and grasped it; I was quite hard.

"So," Vicky purred, digging her nails into Amy's breasts, and making her gasp. "Any preference as to who goes where?"

Amy swallowed, and looked at all three of us. Her grip on my penis did not loosen. "Perhaps you could take turns?" she suggested diffidently.

Dad smiled. "Excellent idea," he told her. "You might want to brace yourself."

Amy licked her lips, and parted her thighs some more. Her anal sphincter relaxed, allowing my finger entry. "Bring it."

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_"Of all the bad ideas you've ever had, in the history of bad ideas," Regent told Tattletale, "this is one of the very worst."_

_"What, worse than you fucking Bitch?" asked Grue with a grin._

_"What's wrong with me fucking Bitch?" Regent retorted. "She's not after any sort of commitment, she likes the way I fuck. We screw, we're done, we get back to business. Not like you and Tattletale."_

_"What's wrong with the way we fuck?" asked Grue._

_Regent rolled his eyes. "Bondage **and** a gimp mask, and your darkness? It'd be like doing it in a bag of cotton wool."_

_Tattletale sighed. "You **know** I need to do it that way. Otherwise I'd never be able to fuck at all. Do you have any idea how crazy I nearly went before I found Grue?"_

_Regent chuckled. "Bet you wore out a few vibrators."_

_"More than a few," mumbled Tattletale._

_"But that doesn't explain why you want to do this fucking insane thing," Regent went on. "You saw what she did to Lung. You might be willing to chance it, but I've got balls that I'm very attached to, and so does Grue."_

_"He does have a point," Grue noted. "We've only seen her in action once, with Lung. And that would be enough to make me very wary of her. I'd rather keep my balls where they are, thanks."_

_"She's been out and about before and since," Tattletale told them. "Those times just didn't make the news quite as spectacularly."_

_"What did she do those times?" asked Regent suspiciously._

_"Well, **one** time," Tattletale elaborated, "she stopped Shadow Stalker from murdering the only witness to her being an utter psychopathic bitch, in hospital. Word is, she gave her an orgasm mid-battle."_

_Regent blinked. "She had **sex** with her while fighting her?"_

_Tattletale shook her head. "No. Without touching her. Using her powers. Brought her off, while fighting her."_

_Grue whistled. "That's kinda kinky, right there."_

_"Also, there was a bunch of Merchants who had a bit of a bad reaction to a drug. They were attacking a supermarket, trying to get munchies. She calmed them down. Made them all horny as fuck; by the time the cops got there, they were all screwing like bunnies."_

_"Yeah, but what if her power doesn't let her enjoy sex?" objected Grue. "It would make the whole exercise pointless."_

_"Not according to the boss, and the the PHO boards," Tattletale informed them smugly. "Even discounting the obvious bullshit, she's screwed all the Wards, all the Protectorate, and a fair number of the guards. Plus New Wave -"_

_"Who in New Wave?" objected Regent. "There's a few of them."_

_"Most of them," Tattletale told him. "All the Dallons, plus Shielder, from what I hear. And that's just since she joined the Wards."_

_"Christ," muttered Grue. "Making up for lost time."_

_Tattletale grinned. "So yeah, I'd say she enjoys sex. A lot."_

_Grue nodded. "Okay, you've made your point. It's time we met Harmonic, and see what she's made of."_

_Tattletale's grin widened. "Make sure you bring enough lube."_

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Vicky helped Amy up off the bed. The brunette's eyes were still a little unfocused, and she was liberally splattered with the last time we had cum all over her, but she managed to stand unaided.

"Oh god," she mumbled, semen drooling down her chin. "Oh god. So good. So good."

I kissed her, tasting who-knew-whose cum on her lips. She'd had my cock in her mouth, as well as Vicky's and Dad's, before the foursome had concluded. I knew what it was like to fuck her ass and cum inside it, more than once, just like I knew what it was like to have Vicky take me from behind by surprise. I'd been on my face on the bed before I knew it, with her cock in my ass. The sex had been short and sharp and insanely enjoyable; I had cum all over the bedclothes.

"That was so awesome, Amy," I told her sincerely. "I want to do it all over again, real soon. But could you give me my pussy back? I know Dad wants to fuck me there."

She nodded, and kissed me back. "Okay, Taylor," she told me. "Wow, fuck. I can't feel my legs."

But her hand found my crotch, and I felt the now-familiar sensation of my cock retracting into itself, pulling back up between my thighs, and my vaginal canal being recreated inside me. Amy tweaked my clitoris, then slid two fingers inside me; I moaned and kissed her again.

"Yeah, all there," she decided. "You'll be nice and tight for him."

"Thanks," I murmured, rubbing her clit for her; her legs nearly buckled, and Vicky had to support her.

"Thanks for that," Glory Girl told us. "I really got a kick out of watching you two screw her. And out of fucking your ass, Taylor."

"Still gotta fuck yours, Vicky," I told her.

"Next time for sure," she agreed. "You know, the offer's still open to have a baby with us, next year. If you're interested."

"Dunno," I hedged. "If I was gonna have a baby, I'd want it to be with Gallant. Or maybe Dad. With Amy checking for genetic problems first, of course."

Vicky nodded. "That's fair. But you can still have it with us."

We exited the bedroom, and she helped her still-groggy sister downstairs. "Is she going to be okay?" asked Dad, indicating Amy.

"Oh, she'll be fine," Vicky told us airily. "She gets this way when she has a really massive series of orgasms. Her brain just can't process this much pleasure, and shuts down on her."

"Not how it works, an' you know it," Amy chided her sister.

"Well, okay, you overdosed on cum then," Vicky corrected herself with a grin.

"Whatever," Amy murmured, and resumed staring into space as Vicky guided her outside and down the back steps.

"Well, see you around," the blonde told us, and gathered her sister into her arms.

"You bet," I told her; she leaned in to kiss me, and Dad as well, before rising into the air with her well-fucked burden.

Dad and I turned to go back inside. "Having a kid, huh?" he asked. "Did you think of asking me first?"

"Nothing's set in stone yet," I told him defensively. "Just thinking about it, you know. And you can always say no."

He took me into his arms, and kissed me, slowly and tenderly. Against my leg, I felt his penis slowly start to rise. "I never said I'd say no," he breathed, as he lifted me and carried me into the living room. "Because now that we're going to be having sex, the idea of you having my baby is suddenly quite a turn-on."

"It is?" I asked, as he laid me down on the sofa. I felt a sudden surge of arousal myself, at the sight of my Dad, leaning over me with his erect penis, at the idea that he might make me pregnant. Of the thought that if I had my implant disabled, I could carry his baby to term.

"Oh, yes," he murmured, slowly and erotically licking and caressing my breasts. My breath came more sharply, and I arched my back. By the time he climbed on top and slid into me, I was wet and ready for him.

This was the first time we had ever made love like this; both of us willingly giving and receiving the gift of love, of sex.

But it would not be the last time. As he thrust deeply into me, exciting every nerve in my body with his driving penis, I knew that for a fact.