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There were no tears or struggles as I saw his cock firm up again and began it's probing of Ashley's body all anew.

He skillfully brought her to orgasm again and I could see his own intensity building again. Part of me was relieved that he would leave me alone, but part of me was also frustrated with having watched so much and hd so little.

I closed my eyes to imagine what she was feeling when I felt a sudden warmth. Slick with my sisters' juices and his own come he slid himself fully into my pussy in one stroke.

I gasped at the sudden fullness and found myself wanting for more. I moved my bare butt to the edge of the chair to get more of his cock into me.

I knew then what it was that made him tick: he wanted his victims to want him. Fine, then. I wanted him. With the same skill and finesse he had just used with my sister I felt that wonderful cock grind into my clit and I let myself go.

He reached behind me and I felt him pull on something and then I realized that he'd untied me. I was free! I pulled him close and kissed him full on the lips and wrapped my legs around him.

The fullness in me became even greater as he lifted me up and carried me to the bed. When he laid me back I felt the wet warmth of Ashley's pussy at my neck and realized I was between her legs.

I didn't care. My whole self had been surrendered to the cock that was now hammering between my legs, threatening to fill me with another baby and I didn't care!

I needed the release that his cock was promising me and then I heard my own voice as the warmth of my release flowed over me. The most powerful feeling I'd ever had swept through me only to be followed by feeling the cock in my pussy begin to swell.

I was going to have his baby again, I knew it and I didn't care! I felt his cock start to twitch inside me and the sensation drove me over the edge again!

The emptiness I'd felt after Melissa's birth was gone, if only for now, replaced by this wonderful, thrusting cock and the promise of life it was delivering into me again.

He left me there almost senseless as he slipped from me. Not bothering to tie me up again, he silently gathered his things and was making his way to the door.

So here we are, Ashley and I and Matt. How do I explain what we feel? Matt swears we were the only ones he ever took like he did and I guess we just have to take that at face value.

I guess it turned out that Ashley and I were 'twins' in more than just our looks; our lusts are just the same. And our bellies are starting to swell identically, too.

Our nights are unreal and our days are equally unreal. Maybe we'll have to move to Utah to see this thing through, who knows?

It's called "Stockholm Syndrome". It's where the captives begin to identify and sympathize with their captor and Ashley and I had it bad for Matt.

When Ashley had asked Matt to stay she didn't know what a can of worms she'd opened for the two of us. Matt asked us if we really wanted him to be wih us and the two of us nodded our consent, partly from fear and partly from the insensate shock of being assaulted.

He gagged us both and then left the apartment. Ashley and I looked at each other and I imagined that it must be over and that Matt had gone on his merry way.

I only wish it had been true. He returned in about half an hour with a push cart and two large musical equipment crates on it.

You know the kind, like you see roadies carrying around backstage at concerts? In no time at all he'd picked us up and loaded us each into one of the boxes and then I felt the bumping around as we were loaded into a truck.

The trip took a long time and I will admit that he was careful to take care of us. Each hour or so he'd stop the truck and then come back to open the boxes and let us have some fresh air before moving on.

I couldn't see anything, but I did guess that we were heading into the mountains after a few hours when my ears popped from the pressure changes.

I'm guessing it was at least six hours of driving before we finally stopped and he unloaded us. When Matt opened up the boxes Ashley and I found ourselves in the oddest little prison.

We were clearly in the basement of a house right off the garage as I could see it. Matt took me to a little room with a large steel door and guided me inside where he sat me down on a comfy bed and then took my ankle and locked a shackle on it.

I looked and saw that the shackle had a strong looking chain that was very securely bolted into the concrete wall.

There was no escape possible. I saw my captor standing there, a good looking man, maybe six feet tall, close cut blond hair, and a very masculine face set by two sapphire-blue eyes.

I took a quick glance around the room, my new home, and realized it was a very comfortably appointed prison cell, complete with a little bathoom of its' own.

This is my home and we're well away from the rest of the world here. This was my parents place before they died and I took and did something special with the basement as you see.

You two are my first guests here since you were dumb enough to ask to be kidnapped. You didn't think I'd leave here there all alone?

He walked out and closed the steel door securing me and Melissa in the cell that was our new home and then he went off to get Ashley taken care of.

The day went by and he brought me Melissa's things and a warm bottle for her and a warm dinner for myself. Then I heard Ashley scream as he raped her again.

She called him a monster and he replied that his name was 'Matt' before he slapped her and silenced her reminding her that she'd asked for this.

I sat there holding Melissa and I trembled as it began to dawn on me that the three of us were in very serious trouble, especially now that we'd seen his face.

Ashley whimpered as Matt fucked her and told her how sexy she was and how tight her pussy was on his cock. She never said another word to him but I did hear her yelp a little every now and then and I guessed that her pain was from Matt thrusting his cock deep into her.

Finally, I heard him grunting and I could even hear their bodies slapping together with the force of their mating until, with a moan of sheer pleasure, Matt signaled his orgasm.

I imagined his cock twitching in Ashley's pussy as Matt filled her with more of his sperm. I sat there and could not believe what we'd gotten ourselves into; a life as sex slaves to this man.

A life we'd actually asked for. Ashley cried all night and never said anything when I tried to talk to her. She was clearly traumatized and when we later spoke she told me that she was horrified that her rash words to Matt trapped both of us in this situation and the responsibility was crushing to her.

The next morning Matt brought both of us breakfast and I ate while feeding Melissa and it was maybe an hour later when Matt came and took Melissa to Ashley and told her to snap out of her depression and take care of her niece.

I heard her say 'Okay' and then her door was closed and locked. Matt came back to my cell door and looked in at me. I didn't react as he came up to me and guided me to the wall where a pair of handcuffs dangled from a bar.

He took off my robe, the only thing he'd given me to wear, and then I sheepishly let him cuff me to the bar with my butt facing back at him.

I didn' care to look as I heard him undress and I just gave myself over to the inevitable as I felt his warm hands on my hips.

He motioned for me to spread my legs and I didn't argue with him. His cock ran up against my pussy and he went "Mmmmmm" as his hands ran over my breasts, lingering on my nipples to excite them.

I was shocked at my own reaction as my nipples hardened and a rush of sexual excitement ran over me. I felt betrayed by my body as it responded to Matt's attentions and got ready for sex.

I felt his fingers probe my pussy and then he took and pressed his cock up against my slippery warmth. I arched my back as he pushed at me and his cock slipped all the way into me in one slow, steady thrust.

I resolved not to cry or say anything to give anymore pleasure to him as his cock pumped at me with a firm and steady rhythm.

I felt him go deep into me every few strokes and it occured to me that this would've hurt before Melissa was born. Now, feeling his cock so deep inside me, it seemed to be natural to have a man plowing me.

I was shocked at myself in the middle of this reverie as I realized that he'd slowly stopped fucking me as I had started fucking myself on him.

We fucked each other like that for quite a while and when I finally looked over my shoulder at him he kissed me.

And I kissed him back. What had started out as my rape had become our fucking and somehow I'd allowed that to become our lovemaking.

The eroticism of the moment swept over me as his lips sought mine while one hand loving caressed my throat and the other held across my belly, pulling my body into his eager cock.

I was disappointed as his pace began to quicken and I felt him thicken inside me. Our toungues met and tangled as I felt him spurt his seed into me.

We held our pose together as that lovely cock of his pumped cream into me and I snuggled my ass back at him, trying to get him deeper into my body.

I felt exhausted and empty when he drew himself from me. I remained silent as he unlocked the handcuffs and then lay me back on the bed.

He gently spread my legs and took me by surprise as his softened cock slipped into me again as he lay himself on top of me.

I was lost in my lust and gave myself over to kissing my lover and running my hands over his back and through his hair as his own hands kneaded my breasts and pulled my hips tight against him.

His cock hardened again and we began to just make love without the urgency of his need and he took the time to find and satiate my own need.

When I finally came it was just too much for him and the sudden moisture in my pussy told me that he'd come in me yet again.

Breathless, I just lay there like a fucked-out whore as he got up from me and silently left, closing the door behind him. He didn't look back to see his come dripping from my well-pleasured cunt before he was gone.

I fell asleep after a while and when I woke up I was frankly embarrassed by the picture I must've made. My legs were spread out and their apex was framed by a puddle of come.

A warm shower refreshed me and removed the embarrassing evidence of my enjoying an animalistic mating at the hands of my captor.

A mating. The thought of just fucking for the sake of fucking like animals turned me on and I fingered myself to a needed release.

Day three of our captivity came and went uneventfully and then on day four Matt brought Ashley to my cell and allowed us to talk. The first hour we just cried.

Then we began to talk about our situation and she told me how awful it had been when Matt raped her again and we went over the whole mess in detail.

Finally, I asked her if she'd realized that we were'nt ever going to leave here and she fell into tears again before agreeing to my point.

As we talked some more I worked to convince her that since Matt was going to have his way with us, why not try to make it as nice as we could for ourselves?

I shared with Ashley how I just imagined myself as an animal and Matt as my mate as we fucked and I just allowed my body to be enjoyed without a thought.

After all, what could we do anyways? Ashley said she'd try to see it that way before the two of us cuddled up and took a nap together.

We woke up later when Matt brought Melisa to me and then took Ashley back to her cell. Matt had left the doors open so I could hear them fucking, I knew he'd done it on purpose.

I listened raptly while holding Melissa and found myself wishing I could see what was going on as Ashley gave up a moan of pleasure. My little sister began to sound like a woman as I heard her start to encourage Matt to fuck her, to fill her, to impregnate her!

That was four months ago now and it's hard to believe we've ever had a different life. I often wonder that Ashley and I must've become pregnant at the same time because when Matt lets us out to the sundeck now with a nice view of the mountains like I'd suspected , our bellies seem to be swelling at an identical rate.

Ashley and I are closer now that we've ever been before as we share our pregnancies and as we share the father of our children. When Matt found out that I was full with his child he became so intensely passionate and asked me, no, he begged me, to let him make love to me.

He came up behind me and lovingly held my belly while filling me with his cock and I think I started to fall in love with him then. Really, how can you not love a man ho worships the mother of his children?

Matt may be a rapist, but he's a better lover, father, and husband really than most men I've ever heard of. Over the next six months Matt kept Ashley and I rather busy, fucking both of us on a regular schedule.

Matt's sexual appetite got to be a little much as our bellies swelled along with our ankles and our tits and he was kind enough to slow down a bit.

As our burgeoning bellies also slowed us down physically, Matt let us have free run of the place and one day moved us out of the basement prison cells upstairs to wonderfully furnished rooms with fabulous views of the area.

I'll be honest, my first thought was to see how to get out of there, but then I found out where 'there' was. Basington was a town that never was, it was just what was left of a defunct silver mine in the forested foothills of the Rockies in eastern Utah.

Matt said we were just twenty miles or so from the Colorado line, but he also added that the twenty miles were over some of the most treacherous terrain in the lower forty-eight.

The beautiful view of snow-capped peaks on a clear day tended to support Matt's analysis of the landscape.

Matt's father had made a loan against the mine back in the early eighties when there was a silver boom due to some guys who were trying to corner the silver market.

As all booms seem to go, this one went bust and Matt's dad was left holding the note on thirty-one square miles of beautiful land, all well away from freeways, airports, and just about any kind of civilization.

It was forty-five miles just to go to the main road. As luck would have it, electrical lines and gas lines had long been set up for the mine so we had all the comforts of civilization without having any of it right near by.

The mine owners had apparently never been too fond of telephones so they'd never shouldered the expense of bring that service up the deep canyon.

So Matt's dad died and left him the place along with a sizable sum of money and Matt found that he now had everything he needed to indulge his fantasies.

Basington was graced by a beautiful mansion that the owner's had built back in the eighties. It resembled the great homes of the nineteenth-century silver barons in many ways: opulent furniture, a high-peaked and gabled roof, a degree veranda, and an interior crafted of the most beautiful hardwoods I'd ever seen.

The house was a palace and it seemed taken from a story book except for the modern amenities that were tastefully woven into the decor.

The only things the previous owners had left out were the TV's and the radios since they'd wanted to keep the nineteenth-century ambiance about the place.

Matt had spent some money on having a crew come in from Mexico to rebuild the basement of the main house into the prison that it now was and then he'd paid them quite well to forget what they'd built for him.

After he'd started on building the dungeon of his dreams he'd realized that the mine might someday attract attention from environmentalists and the like so he got ahead of the parade, made some strategic donations, and then set about restoring the area to it's original beauty.

The outbuildings and the small neighborhood of homes were all removed and you'd never know they'd been there except for the pictures.

He picked up some nice awards along the way and told me that he'd always chuckled when the well-intentioned would blather on and on about what a great citizen Matt was, not knowing that he was just securing privacy for his pleasures.

It turned out that Ashley and I were his first guests. And it also turned out that I was his first rape victim. He'd come to my bed not long after I moved upstairs and crept into bed behind me and cuddled up to me, lovingly caressing my fat, pregnant body.

Soon enough, he had me up on my hands and knees as his cock plowed me in a futile effort to impregnate the pregnant. My usual thing was to just tolerate his attentions, but this time he caught me at the right time and I found myself swooning with the kind of sexual rapture that is unique to a pregnant woman.

We fell down exhausted and after a nap, we talked about things and he confessed to me how he'd seen me at the airport one day and decided to stalk me.

I lay there in his loving arms transfixed as he told of following me home, tracing me on the Internet, following me for weeks to learn my movements, and then spending three months inspecting my trash for tampons and pads to determine when I was fertile.

He spoke of raping me that first night with an almost religious reverance and it seemed as if he were a different person. I guess over the months I'd allowed myself to forget that even though Matt was kind and generous to Ashley, Melissa, and myself, he was still a rapist.

It was scary to see that side of him again. Winter was setting in to the high country and Matt figured that he needed to go to Salt Lake City for a few days where he could anonymously stock up for the season and prepare for the children that would certainly be born in the midst of the snows.

Ashley and I held Melissa's hands and waved as Matt drove down the canyon in his van. We had no telephone so we didn't have any ideas about calling for help so we just went back inside to the warm kitchen and finished off breakfast before settling in by the fire for the day.

We didn't talk much even though it was our first time alone at the house since we'd arrived. I guess we could've taken the pickup truck and driven out of there, but I'm not sure either one of us wanted to go back to the world at that point.

What prospects did two pregnant sisters and a child have in the world? The best we could hope for would be a welfare apartment and a monthly handout from the government.

At least our prison here was comfortable and our captor a caring and devoted father and lover. As bad as things were, freedom would be worse.

The evening came on and Ashley and I were just about to head to bed when to our great surprise we heard a knock at the door.

The four soaking wet girls were covered in mud, blood, and a dusting of snow. Ashley and I stared at each other for a split seconds' hesitation before we acted.

We swept them into the warm house and listened to their tale of a long-planned 'geo-caching' trip to Zion Park turning into a wild goose chase with an almost tragic ending.

The four of them had set out from Provo to go to Zion Park which was way off in the other direction from Basington. They'd originally planned on just taking the Interstate to Zion Park when one of them, Beth, talked the others into following some backroads and finding some less popular geo-caches.

The rail bed was another thirty miles down the main road from our own Basington Cutoff. Rebekah still wasn't as bad as Claire, the driver.

I had Claire soaking in the warm bathtub as she confessed to getting scared about being lost and had then attempted to make a U-turn on our narrow little road.

Claire told me that she'd been driving along while Beth and Rebekah were arguing about the directions on the map and how Karen had started crying when the snow started falling.

She'd gotten confused, then flustered, and then angry at the other three girls so in a fit of pique she thought she'd turn right around and just go home.

She'd miscalculated the speed of the Jeep Wrangler and the four girls went from just being lost to being terrified as the out-of-control Jeep plunged down the embankment into the freezing waters of Basington Creek.

As their luck would have it, they'd found one of the deepest spots on the creek and all four of them were submerged in painfully cold water. They were lucky they didn't drown.

As if proof that God looks out for fools none of the girls were wearing their seatbelts and all four of them surfaced in the relatively calm waters screaming and thrashing to get to the creekside.

Screaming and fighting and crying, the four of them decided to follow the road uphill and they took a gamble that they'd find shelter before they died of exposure.

They'd seen the lights of the house off in the distance after a half-hour's walk and they'd made it to the relative safety of the house as the first snow of the season started falling around them.

They all faced the reality that everyone they knew thought they were hundreds of miles away from here and would never come looking for them in Basington.

I guess it was well after midnight when Ashley and I finally got the girls settled into two of the rooms. We figured it would be best to have two of them sleep together in each bed so they'd keep each other warm through the night.

They'd been seriously disappointed to find that we had no phone and that set off a harangue against Claire as the other three bitched about losing cell phones and clothes along with the Jeep.

Ashley finally lost her cool and told the three bitches to cut it out and go to bed and so ended our first day alone.

The next few days had Ashley and I getting to know the girls and we discovered that the four of them were classmates and were all various shades of eighteen years old with Claire being the oldest and just about to turn nineteen.

They weren't the cheerleaders I thought they were, their common thread was that they were in the college Geo-Caching Club which had formed to take the place of the Explorer Scouts when some politically-correct college board banned Scouting from their campus.

Typically for Provo, they were all cute, sheltered, white, and Mormon. Not that I have anything against Mormons, mind you, it's just that they're all sort of And these girls were no different from the other Mormons I've ever known.

Their conversations hovered around the boys they knew who'd gone off on Missions, morning Seminary classes, getting their Temple cards, having kids someday, how great the Olympics were, and their own take on fashion.

For not being too bright, they figured out Ashley and I right off the bat and knew that Matt was screwing both of us. Despite our denials, the four girls had made up their minds that Ashley, Matt, and I were exiles from some polygamous Mormon sect either in St.

George or along what they called the Arizona Strip. Tired of arguing the point, Ashley and I let them believe what they wanted to as we waited for Matt to return.

The fifth day was closing with blizzard conditions clearly visible up on the peaks and just over a foot of snow already on the ground.

The girls were sort of quiet as they realized the snow would hold them here for a bit longer than they'd planned.

It was just before the snow outside turned into a white-out that I heard Matt's van roaring up the grade to the house.

I poked my head outside and saw the four-wheel drive van festooned with tire chains diligently plodding it's way up the grade from the old townsite below.

I waved to Matt and he smiled and rolled down his window and waved back as he brought the van around to the carriage house out back.

I grabbed my coat and closed the door and ran around the veranda to greet him. His smile was so huge as he swept me into his arms and kissed me before I could utter a word.

His hand at the back of my head held my lips tight to his own as I kissed him back. It felt like having my loving husband back from a business trip as he warmly and carefully hugged and kissed me.

It was so passionate and so He heard the tone in my voice and was just about to ask me what the surprise was when Ashley and the four girls swung open the door and came in from the growing storm outside.

There were eight of us for dinner that evening as the blizzard outside spent it's fury. Ashley and I drafted Karen to help in the kitchen since she was the quiet one and we soon had a nice feed on for everyone.

Over dinner Matt made it clear to the disappointed girls that there was no leaving Basington until the thaw came along sometime in late February to mid-March: and this was October 20th.

Avalanches would surely block the road and it was impossible to hike out when the snow over the passes would be twenty feet or deeper or powder in places.

Matt told the girls stories of skiers disappearing into drifts and never being seen again and how he just didn't want to add to the statistics.

The girls all cried about their families and how people were surely searching for them and then they cried at the fact that the searchers were searching anywhere but here.

As the girls cried about their situation both Ashley and I exchanged glances as we evaluated Matt's take on the girls. We hadn't discussed it yet, but it seemed that Matt's realities were now exceeding his fantasies by just a lot.

I was wondering when he'd broach the subject of the near future with all of us when he interrupted the crying and contemplation.

I've decided that it's time for me to step up to the plate and do the right thing for a change.

He took Ashley by the hand and helped her up and then took me to my feet as well. Then he took two jewelry boxes out of his jacket and opened them.

Then he knelt in front of us. Ashley and I were shocked and pleased all at the same time. The jewelry boxes held identical wedding sets each with a large solitaire diamond and a matching gold band.

Silently, Matt could see us speechlessly agree to his proposal and he slipped the rings onto our fingers. I never did ask him how he got our ring sizes so perfect.

We were married. The four girls watched our little ceremony and never blinked an eye. To them polygamy was just another aspect of marriage and each of the girls had either a grandparent or a great-grandparent who was a product of a polygamous family so there was really nothing unusual in all of this.

Our 'wedding' night was different in that Matt came to my bed and made love to me and then held me till I fell asleep and then he went to see Ashley and consumated their union before the sun rose the next day.

When I managed to get out of bed the next morning I heard the girls out on the veranda laughing and playing in the snow, their worries of the night before forgotten for now.

The snow in the townsite was pretty deep as an old chimney I was familiar with was almost completely lost in the powder. It was maybe fifteen feet deep down there and, as Matt had said, was fairly dangerous.

The house itself is set up on a bit of a rise so the snow tends to drift down and around it to the townsite below. I had the girls get out the brooms and shovels and the veranda was soon clean of what snow had managed to find it's way up there.

Thus began a routine that followed for a few weeks: sweeping snow from the veranda, listening to the avalanches pile it on in different places, staying warm in the midst of the frequent white-outs, and watching the dance between Matt and the girls.

I call it a dance since I don't know what else to call it. Flirting isn't exactly what you call it in our situation.

I guess it was Claire who crossed a line when she was giving Melissa her bottle one night. The girls doted on Melissa and I think my daughter was happy as a clam to have six women jockeying to give her attention and she ate it up.

This one night I went upstairs when everyone else was playing board games in the living room to check on Melissa and I found Claire in her robe, the front of it open a bit, and Melissa suckling at Claire.

Claire had Melissa's bottle and was squeezing it a bit to drip onto her breast where Melissa was busy suckling away. I thought about bursting into the room and being properly indignant and then I allowed myself to see how happy both of them were and I closed the door.

Later that night I confessed what I'd witnessed to Matt as we lay together just cuddling Matt had decided that he needed to leave Ashley and I alone until after the babies came.

Matt just listened to me talk and then we went to sleep. The Monday night before Thanksgiving Matt asked me to come downstairs after everyone had gone to bed and when I got down there he had Claire in one of the special rooms that still had a lock on it, although the door was opened.

She's waiting for us to give her a special surprise right now and I swear I won't do this without your help.

Will you help me? He was serious. I thought about Claire being seventeen now and then I thought about my own experience with Matt and I wondered if I wanted to do that to someone else.

The two of us walked into the room and Matt closed the door behind us. Then we sat down on the bed on either side of Claire as she looked at us rather expectantly.

Claire had been getting ready to take a shower when Matt had her come downstairs and I have to say that I was just a little jealous as I looked at her cute little body dressed in just a robe.

I looked at her for a second and decided to go ahead and change her heretofore insipid and meaningless life.

I put on my best 'upset-mom' look and glared at the girl as her face went from anticipation of joy to anticipation of doom.

I remember being a sheltered teenager and I would've been shattered if some of my trite little secrets had gotten out, I could only imagine how Claire felt with what to her must be a devastating revelation.

I'm so sorry I didn't mean, I.. She nodded and meekly submitted as Matt slipped the gag over her head and popped the ball into her mouth.

He tied the gag tight and the straps pulled at the sides of her mouth, forcing her face into a sort of exaggerated smile.

Her tears told the story that it was not a smile on her face. Matt took her by the hand and stood her up. He was about to take off her robe when I beat him to it and drew it off of her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

She didn't complain when Matt manacled her wrists to the shoulder-height bar on the wall and Claire took hold of it.

Claire was now secured to the wall and she looked like a swimmer does when they're about to launch themselves into a race.

Her hands held onto the bar and her feet were spread about three feet apart on the footrests. It actually looked pretty comfortable so long as Claire didn't let go of the bar.

Claire clearly understood our exchange was definitely not about punishment and she looked over her shoulder just in time to see Matt undress himself.

She shrieked when he dropped his pants to reveal a rampant and hungry cock. Claire struggled to get free but found her ankles very secure and when she let go of the bar the pain in her wrists from the manacles biting into them cleared her thoughts and she grabbed onto it again.

Matt came up behind her and ran his hands over her back, up and down her spine, then down between the globes of her ass and then back up again to her shoulders.

Transfixed, I watched as his hands explored her body, caressing her legs, kneading her ass, and then wandering up to her breasts.

His fingers worked her nipples into cute little erections. Matt turned around to face me and mouthed 'wonderful!

When he stood up again I marveled at his mastery of planning. Claire's position on the wall held her in place exactly in the position Matt needed her in, all he had to do was step forward a little.

And he did. He wrapped his arms around the girl and held her tight to his body with a faint sigh. How is it that such a sexy little thing like you hasn't been ridden all over town by the boys?

Ah, well, their loss is my gain. I don't want you to miss anything. The unreality of his comment caught me off guard and I just took it as a good suggestion.

I pulled up a chair and soon had a ringside seat, not even two feet away from my face was Matt's cock, the top of which was rubbing on Claire's pussy.

Claire's wet pussy. I could smell her scent and her excitement. She knew she was about to be raped and even in the midst of her fears her body was clearly getting ready.

Matt snaked his hand from her ass to her moistening pussy and I was shocked to see a finger slip into the girl. She jumped in reaction to the unwelcomed probing and futiley wriggled to get away from it.

With that he eased up to her and began to saw his cock slowly, back and forth, drawing Claire's wetness out of her body.

Matt was so very patient as he worked at the girl. The head of his cock began to rage purple and it became almost like a jewel as it glistened with Claire's pussy juice.

I got off the chair and sat on the floor to get a better view of what was about to happen. In the middle of watching it all I couldn't help but reach up and caress Claire's back to comfort her a little.

Right as he said 'good' the tip of his cock parted Claire's pussy lips and slipped inside, just a bit.

The girl tensed and then relaxed when he pulled out again. He just worked at her like that for a while: his cock poking in a little, her tensing, his pulling out, her relaxing.

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I'm so sorry I didn't mean, I.. She nodded and meekly submitted as Matt slipped the gag over her head and popped the ball into her mouth.

He tied the gag tight and the straps pulled at the sides of her mouth, forcing her face into a sort of exaggerated smile. Her tears told the story that it was not a smile on her face.

Matt took her by the hand and stood her up. He was about to take off her robe when I beat him to it and drew it off of her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

She didn't complain when Matt manacled her wrists to the shoulder-height bar on the wall and Claire took hold of it.

Claire was now secured to the wall and she looked like a swimmer does when they're about to launch themselves into a race.

Her hands held onto the bar and her feet were spread about three feet apart on the footrests. It actually looked pretty comfortable so long as Claire didn't let go of the bar.

Claire clearly understood our exchange was definitely not about punishment and she looked over her shoulder just in time to see Matt undress himself.

She shrieked when he dropped his pants to reveal a rampant and hungry cock. Claire struggled to get free but found her ankles very secure and when she let go of the bar the pain in her wrists from the manacles biting into them cleared her thoughts and she grabbed onto it again.

Matt came up behind her and ran his hands over her back, up and down her spine, then down between the globes of her ass and then back up again to her shoulders.

Transfixed, I watched as his hands explored her body, caressing her legs, kneading her ass, and then wandering up to her breasts. His fingers worked her nipples into cute little erections.

Matt turned around to face me and mouthed 'wonderful! When he stood up again I marveled at his mastery of planning.

Claire's position on the wall held her in place exactly in the position Matt needed her in, all he had to do was step forward a little. And he did.

He wrapped his arms around the girl and held her tight to his body with a faint sigh. How is it that such a sexy little thing like you hasn't been ridden all over town by the boys?

Ah, well, their loss is my gain. I don't want you to miss anything. The unreality of his comment caught me off guard and I just took it as a good suggestion.

I pulled up a chair and soon had a ringside seat, not even two feet away from my face was Matt's cock, the top of which was rubbing on Claire's pussy.

Claire's wet pussy. I could smell her scent and her excitement. She knew she was about to be raped and even in the midst of her fears her body was clearly getting ready.

Matt snaked his hand from her ass to her moistening pussy and I was shocked to see a finger slip into the girl. She jumped in reaction to the unwelcomed probing and futiley wriggled to get away from it.

With that he eased up to her and began to saw his cock slowly, back and forth, drawing Claire's wetness out of her body.

Matt was so very patient as he worked at the girl. The head of his cock began to rage purple and it became almost like a jewel as it glistened with Claire's pussy juice.

I got off the chair and sat on the floor to get a better view of what was about to happen. In the middle of watching it all I couldn't help but reach up and caress Claire's back to comfort her a little.

Right as he said 'good' the tip of his cock parted Claire's pussy lips and slipped inside, just a bit. The girl tensed and then relaxed when he pulled out again.

He just worked at her like that for a while: his cock poking in a little, her tensing, his pulling out, her relaxing. I was getting wet myself and found my hand slipping beneath my own robe.

I found my clit and imagined that it was me up on the wall getting fucked. I kept my own pace with Matt and when his cock finally plunged into Claire I came.

I heard her cry out as she accepted her first cock and I heard Matt moan with pleasure as his cock was wrapped in tight, warm, succulent girl-flesh.

Fascinated, I reached out and touched his cock to feel where the two of them became one and just the feeling of his cock plowing into her delicate pussy was enough to send another rush of pleasure over my body.

The touch of my fingers encouraged Matt and he set to fucking the girl in earnest. It was incredible to watch his length miraculously disappear into the girl before drawing forth almost to where the tip was visible again.

I so wished it was me up on that wall. Wet, sopping sounds came from their mating as Claire's body responded to her lover and a drop of their pleasure flew off of his balls to land on my arm.

I reached up to touch them again as Matt began to slow down his pace into a series of deep, probing thrusts. Claire unwittingly helped him get deeper as the discomfort made her arch her back.

I knew from fucking him myself that he was getting ready to blow his come up into the pretty little dolt and I wrapped my hand around his cock as he slowly plowed her.

I loved the sensation as his cock began to swell. With that his cock began to furiously pump his come into Claire.

I was blown away as I held his cock tight into the girl and I stroked him, milking more of his thick, ropy come into her fresh, waiting womb.

I scooted up some more to get a better view and I came again as I felt come ooze out of Claire and into my hand. I grabbed Matt's cock tighter and was rewarded with it swelling up almost instantly before it started spurting more sperm into the girl.

At this point it was not even Matt and Claire to me, it was just a cock spurting into a pussy and I was keeping it going.

I didn't realize that my pregnant belly was exposed until I saw a gob of white come ooze out of Claire and slip down Matt's balls and it just hung there for a second before falling onto my belly.

The same come that had made me pregnant was now in the pussy above my hand. Claire's head hung on Matt's shoulder as I noticed her hips were humping at him, just a little, but surely there was a hint of lust there.

I drew Matt's hand to her pussy and he understood what he needed to do. Taking his softening cock into his hand he used it to masturbate Claire and she readily answered with a moan of pleasure and her hips bucked just a little bit more than before.

From my vantage point on the floor I noticed Matt start to swell up again after several minutes and when that gorgeous cock of his was ready he plunged it right back into Claire's heaving pussy!

I was so envious of her as she threw back her head and her first cock-induced orgasm swept over her body. As her passion subsided she hung on Matt limply while he continued to sate his lust in the girl.

Her head just rolled about her shoulders with each of his renewed thrusts until he finally shot his second load of come into her worn and tired body.

I stood up, with not a little bit of effort on my part, and undid her ankles follwed by her wrists and allowed Matt to lay her on the bed of the cell.

Gently, he undid the gag and kissed her. The flush in her face betrayed the fact that he'd revealed one of the wonders of the universe to the girl and she just looked up at the ceiling.

Matt smiled as he looked at her and kissed her lightly on the lips and then turned to me. I was so stinking horny when I went to bed that night I couldn't sleep.

I lay there in bed running my hands over my swelling belly and couldn't help but be a little jealous of Claire for having Matt's attentions.

It wasn't that long ago I hated him for raping his baby into me and now here I was, jealous of him for raping someone else.

When I'd finally went to bed, Matt had stayed in the basement room with Claire and told me to go on and get some sleep.

I decided to get up and go check on Claire downstairs to see how she was doing, and to see if I could have a little quality time with Matt's cock.

I put on my robe and slippers and when I went out my door I found Beth in the hallway. The girl looked at me sort of quizzically, knowing and afraid to know the answer to her own question.

Beth followed me through the house and downstairs to the basement where I told her to be quiet. Matt had let me in on a little secret of his so I turned and caught Beth by the arm.

You got it? Next to the bedroom door was another door that I opened and ushered Beth inside, reminding her to be quiet. There were some comfy chairs arranged as if to view a curtained wall and I told Beth to sit in one of them.

Then I clicked on the sound system and Beth gave me a wide-eyed stare as we both heard Claire's whimperings coming to us through the speakers.

It was also unnecessary once I pulled back the curtain. Matt had built the basement bedroom, playroom, cell Now Beth was speechless at the sight and sound of Claire on the bed on her hands and knees with Matt's cock wetly plowing into her from behind.

Beth had no clue about the events leading up to this moment and I knew she could only assume that Claire was a willing participant.

And right now, Beth was stone silent as she watched her childhood friend surrender her pussy to Matt's ample cock. I found it hard to pull myself away from the sight of the mating going on only six feet away, but I finally did manage to turn around to sit with Beth.

I sat down and looked at the girl and just saw an innocent who was having a million questions answered just by seeing what was happening on the other side of the mirror.

I guess I expected Beth to be upset and it was a little surprising when she finally whispered to me. Besides, I know that Matt's really good at this.

People who fuck and try not to have a child are missing out on Our Heavenly Father's plan for us and then they miss out on all the pleasures of two people being together like He planned.

Look at them in there having each other and imagine if they had to stop in the middle of that and get on a condom and then try to feel the way they did before they stopped?

It just isn't natural that way. I kind of said all that on faith, wondering if the Mormon stuff would hit home with Beth.

I'd dated a Mormon kid years back and picked up some of the words from him so now I gave it a run at Beth. It wasn't a wasted effort.

Glassy eyed Beth turned her stare back to Matt and Claire's mating and watched intently for a few moments. This was moving along really fast.

I didn't expect Beth to be so receptive to all of this and here she was accepting it all and going right to the heart of the matter.

I figured I'd go a step ahead of Beth and see where it went. Beth, let me ask you, have you ever thought about being in a marriage like ours? We always talked about the old ways at seminary and how the gentiles forced the Church to change its' ways so we could have statehood in Utah.

And then we talked about the people who still cling to the old ways and I've wondered about how it must be to be one wife in a group like that. She stopped talking to watch Matt pull Claire up to his chest.

He held her tight with one arm around her waist while caressing her breasts with the other. Claire's back visibly arched to allow Matt's cock deep into her warmth.

Erotically, Claire turned her head to kiss Matt and he made an extra effort with his hips to plunge deeply into the girl.

Their kiss ended all too soon and then Claire pulled herself from Matt and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs to invite him.

He lay down on her and slipped his cock back into her and then continued with a gentle mating of the girl. Beth's breath was almost ragged from watching the scene of life in front of her innocent eyes.

She was aroused and I could see it in her. But just be quiet and trust me, okay? I got behind Beth and held her close, much the same way Matt had held Claire a few minutes before.

She tensed a little. Beth stood still, trusting me, as I undid the tie on her robe and let it fall open. I could feel her heart begin to beat hard as I gently palmed her belly through the nightshirt.

I don't know what got into my head, but something made me kiss the nape of her neck and I felt her shudder with a chill. I eased up Beth's nightshirt and felt her warm, taut belly and dared myself to touch her firm little breasts.

She didn't budge an inch when I found her pert nipples and fingered them gently. We both watched as Matt pulled back from Claire and then sunk deep into the girl as she mewled her pleasure.

My hand slipped into Beth's panties and found her little slit wettened and waiting for it's first attentions. Beth took my wrist and held it tightly as I slipped a finger into her folds.

Her grip on my wrist relaxed and became a gentle grasp. Her lithe little body shuddered again as my finger found her pleasure hidden beneath a little hood.

She let her head fall back on my shoulder as one of the mysteries of life was revealed to her delicate senses. Claire and Beth whimpered sighs of joy at the same time and I only wished Matt could know what was happening just steps away from his mating with Claire.

Beth had waitied all her life for sexual pleasure and I was surprised at how readily her body responded to me. Her breath started to become very deep and each exhalation seemed to be a release of sorts to the girl Matt's time of being patient and gentle was clearly over as his tempo of fucking young Claire increased.

The wet, slapping sounds of Matt and Claire came through the speakers to mix with the sounds of young Beth feeling the waves of pleasure beginnning to build in her body.

I fingered Beth's little clit a little harder and a little faster as the sexual excitement around me became electric.

My own arousal built up as I fingered Beth Beth slipped over the edge of pleasure when I turned the direction of my finger and plunged into her sopping wet pussy right up to the knuckle and damn near lifted her up by her pussy.

Matt and Claire became a chorus to Beth's first release with their own mutual orgasm and I gave up my own cry to the night as the thought of Matt's sperm spraying into Claire sent me into my own, sweet, sweet release.

I sat back in the chair and let Beth sit into my lap, her head falling to my shoulder again as she caught her breath.

I looked through the mirror and saw the wonderful scene of Matt and Claire in a warm embrace, their naked bodies entwined on the rumpled sheets.

Claire's legs were widely spread with Matt's wasted form still between them. I imagined his throbbing cock must still be in her pussy, pulsing its' remaining cream into the lucky girl.

Next time you might want to make sure the speakers in here are shut off. Now go to bed. He rolled off of Claire and flicked the light on the nightstand sending both rooms into darkness.

I took Beth by the hand and led her upstairs to go back to bed finally. I was just about to send her to her room when she spoke up.

I was too exhausted for anything else this evening so I knew it would just be sleep. So I took Beth by the hand and closed my bedroom door behind us.

I'd think about the changes in our worlds tomorrow. The strange turn of events that evening took me through Thanksgiving in a sort of haze of unreality.

Claire and Matt were clearly paired up and the two of them did nothing to hide their new relationship from Karen and Rebekah. I really shouldn't complian too much since Beth and I did little to conceal our odd little relationship.

I'd never had any sexual feelings toward a woman before and it was unsettling to me how comfortable I was sleeping with a naked Beth cuddled up against my pregnant belly.

Our mutual orgasms were the best I'd had, I guess it's something to do with one woman understanding another woman's nuances and needs, or maybe the truth was that I just enjoyed her company and she was a young girl on the frontier of her budding sexuality and I was just her guide.

December 1st was the day was the day when Rebekah and Karen decided to ask me what was up with me and Beth and I floored them by saying, bluntly:.

There weren't. The two of them wandered back upstairs and left me alone to get dinner going for the night. After a while, Ashley and Beth came out to help me get the rest of the dinner together and to set the table and we enjoyed a nice chat about the weather and the ins-and-outs of a nice pork roast.

The dinner was shortly set out on the big table and Beth went upstairs to get Karen and Rebekah, I went to get my little Melissa, and Ashley went downstairs to fetch Claire and Matt.

I'd say it was maybe five more minutes before we were all assembled in our respective places and then Matt said the grace and we all dug in.

Now our dinner times are usually filled with chat and talk of the spring melt when the girls would be leaving, but tonight it was a little different and the strain was clearly evident.

I was impressed with Matt when he took on his role as the man of the house and spoke. Well, you already know that Ashley and Christie are my wives and it's only fair to you that you know that I've also taken Claire as my wife.

He looked down the table at them and gave them a moment to deal with what he'd just told them. Claire stared into her plate with a bit of shame now that she knew the other girls knew she wasn't a little innocent anymore.

I guess we need to get this said and done so we can all go on with our lives here and get this wondering bullshit out of the way.

I am rich. I'm no billionaire, but I do have a sizable amount of money and investments and due to that fact I am able to live the life of my choosing and not worry too much about the consequences that normal people have to deal with.

For starters, I've been a very lonely man since the women I know are all so aware of my wealth that they know very little about me. I dated a woman a few years ago who never knew what color my eyes were, yet she knew the bank I did business with.

And the women I'd meet, if they didn't want money, they wanted looks. So I found myself getting angry and I decided that if I couldn't have women love me for who I am then they'd hate me.

I studied up on a number of various subjects and even trained with some security specialists who thought they were teaching me self-defense when, if fact, they were helping me to become a criminal.

That got me into thinking about what it was I really wanted in all of this and that was to have a family. Yeah, twisted as I am, I want love like everyone else.

So I made the concious decision to seek out victims who were not on the pill and were attractive to me. Karen and Rebekah stared at me in total disbelief and all I could do was smile back at them before Matt went on.

It took a lot of time for me to plan my second visit and when that day came along, guess who was over at Christie's place? That's right, Ashley.

So I got to meet my lovely daughter Melissa and then I left my gift with both Ashley and Christie in hopes that I'd have three children at the end of it.

It was a big surprise to me when Ashley and Christie asked to come with me and to be with me and we eventually changed our relationship from master and slaves to husband and wives.

I'd like to ask you two to stay on when the weather breaks and I'd like to offer this to you in consideration: if you go home you'll marry some Mormon guy, struggle to pay bills, struggle to raise his kids, and live the same life your mother led.

Think about that one, do you want to live your mother's life? He let that comment soak in and the effect on Rebekah and Karen was quite visible.

Being a Mormon wife was not always a ton of fun. Granted it could have it's benefits, but when it came right down to it, a woman is always second-class in the male-dominated Mormon society.

Matt had hit the soft-point with the two girls. Here they were working hard at their college studies fully knowng that they'd never ever be more than just a wife to some guy, regardless of how well they did.

Whatever you want, I'll provide for you. I promise you'll want for nothing and I promise that our children will have golden opportunities laid out for them in the future.

The rest of dinner was silent save for the usual courtesies of picking up the dishes and clearing the table. It took a while for Beth and I to set things away and when we were done we went out to the living room where Claire, Ashley, and Matt were playing with Melissa by the fireplace.

Matt looked up and getsured at the stairs and went back to playing with Melissa. Ashley and Claire had their own conversation going so I went to turn around and was a little startled to find Beth at my heels like a little puppy-dog.

I'll be back soon, I promise. She settled in with the others and was quicklly smiling and enjoying herself and I turned to go up the stairs.

I guess I had to know what was up with the other two girls and I eased up to their door to listen and heard their conversation go back and forth in snippets.

It quickly became obvious that Matt had not won over their hearts and souls with his little speech so I went back downstairs and passed the night away before we all broke it up around midnight to go to bed.

Ashley wanted to have Melissa for the night in her room, Beth joined me, and Claire went off with Matt. The next week or so was a little strained in the house with a bit of a division with Claire, Ashley, Matt, and myself on one side, Karen and Rebekah on the other, and Beth somewhere in between.

Claire's time with Matt had to come to an end when her period started up and that was nothing but good news for Ashley as she got some long overdue attention from the man of the house and spent much of the week with a silly glow on her face.

The following week was my turn with Matt and I enjoyed the comfort of his masculine body next to mine for a few nights.

On our last night he asked me if I thought Beth could handle 'being brought into the family' and I told him that it might take some more time before she was ready for that.

I caught myself not at all being honest with him about Beth. I really had no idea what she wanted, but I did know that I liked having her company in bed and I also liked having Matt's company in bed and I didn't want to share either of them.

I sort of thought of Beth as being mine, I guess. Sunday night came along and at dinner time Matt said he'd need to get some rest and just needed to sleep alone so Beth and I exchanged looks and I could see she was happy to get back to our 'thing'.

We later showered together and had a bit of girl-time fussing about our nails and perfume and creams and when it came time for bed it was unspoken but understood we'd be naked.

We were soon in an embrace and kissing each other as our hands sought out each other's pleasure, but Beth caught my hand and whispered,. I surrendered to her wishes and she pushed back the sheets and gently spread my legs before sitting herself between them.

Over her shoulder I saw the door crack open just a bit as a pair of prying eyes were watching. I guess I didn't expect the show to be such a great performance!

Beth was busy fingering me the way I liked when she suddenly backed up on the bed and came down on all fours. I looked at her eyes as she searched my face for something and then she breathed a wispy air on my pussy and goosebumps broke in waves across my body at the delicious sensation.

Beth leaned into me with her ass in the air and kissed my hungry pussy. I can't even describe the magic of feeling that first kiss on my pussy!

I lost myself in the wonder of arousal and caressed her soft hair as her head made delicate little motions above my loins, eliciting pleasures unknown from my eager body.

I lost all track of time as Beth worked her magic on me until, finally, the crescendo of my pleasure shattered me right to my soul! It was so wonderful!

Beth sat back and looked at me with a look of satisfaction for making me feel so We stared at each other for a bit and I noticed the little drop of sweat trickle down from her neck between the pert peaks of her chest.

I'd never really noticed her breasts before, but there they were and I studied them now as they lightly heaved with each breath she took.

The buds of her nipples were so tiny compared to my own and I figured that maybe it had something to do with having the baby.

Her skin was so perfect, so flawless that I was a little self conscious of the stretch marks and the swelling of my belly, but I could clearly see that Beth didn't care.

I wanted more, but I felt I owed Beth the same thing she had done for me. Without a word I maneuvered myself to where I was on my back with my head at the end of the bed and I gestured for Beth to get on top of me.

She was confused for a moment, but then the recognition of what I wanted clicked in and she swung a leg over me and then leaned in to kiss me and suck me again.

I wrapped my hands around her hips and pulled myself up to where I could finally return her favor to me. I was amazed at the musky scent of her body and then the salty taste of the wetness around her pussy and I was soon hard at work matching the efforts she was giving to me.

The feeling of giving and receiving such intense pleasure was pleasurable in itself and my head swirled with the joy of the moment.

As my peak came I struggled to fight the urge to clench Beth's loving head with my thighs and I focused on her pleasure until we both succumbed to Eros' pleasures.

I closed my eyes to enjoy the afterglow and to feel Beth's soft, warm body against mine. Tremors swept through both of us and I imagined that even my baby, deep inside me, must be feeling the sense of pleasure in me.

In the midst of our tryst I'd forgotten about the person at the door and when I opened my eyes I could see Matt smiling down at me and he mouthed the word, 'Now'.

I understood him clearly and I welcomed what he wanted now, if only out of my selfish desire to never let Beth leave me.

He quietly stepped back from the bed as I motioned Beth to sit up. She started to turn around. I think I'd like a little more of your magic touch, okay?

I arranged my pillows so I could sit up a little and then I spread my legs wide and invited Beth to take up her position again.

She went down on her elbows and knees with her cute ass upturned into the air right at the end of the big, comfy bed.

Matt slipped up behind her and as he came into the light I could see his eager cock twitching with lust for my Beth's perfect body.

I was sort of jealous and envious that her first time would be right after so much pleasure, but I also felt honored to be there with her as she felt a man in her body for the very first time.

Matt took her by the hips and she turned to look at him with a bit of a shock. Then she turned back to me with a knowing look, her eyes telling me that she knew her little-girl world was about to change.

Her eyes went wide as Matt's fattened cock slipped between her pussy lips and he stroked her, little by little, each stroke of his manhood changing her by the measure from a girl to a woman.

She looked at me with a tear flowing down her cheek and I reached out and wiped it from her face with my finger.

She grimaced with the pain of Matt's cock slipping into her depths for the first time and I found myself aroused by seeing her arch her back to accept Matt into her body just as nature designed.

Nature won out over pain and years of prudish upbringing and my innocent Beth began to fuck back on the cock that was invading her pussy.

Her arms wrapped around my nakedness and she lay her head on my belly while Matt pursued a gentle tempo of fucking her beautiful body.

I was touched when she kissed my belly and looked at me. Her face was so erotic: Her searching eyes staring at me, her pouting mouth open with awe and breathless anticipation, her gentle moans as the cock plowing her body struck deep.

She turned her head to look at Matt and saw a male in his full glory, impaling a willing female on his cock, preparing to sow his seed deep into her body, claiming the female as his own.

I looked up at Matt and saw the unspeakable joy in his face as his cock continued driving into a pussy that had never felt a man in it before.

Beth looked back at me with knowing in her eyes then, casting a look at my belly a realization swept over her and she turned to Matt.

Beth knew there was no stopping what had started and the tears flowed freely. I felt a little sad for her, but I also knew that she'd soon come to love the feeling of Matt's loving cock plowing into her, filling her.

Matt took her hips firmly and began a slow and steady fucking, deliberating fucking Beth deeply to make her grunt from the invasion. His head went back and I knew he'd soon be shooting his come deep into my Beth I took her hands to hold them as the final moments of her first mating began and she looked up at me again, her joyful face stained with tears and her body paradoxically trying to stop Matt from his needs all the while her back still arched to get him in deeper and her body moved back to meet his thrusts.

Part of her wanted him to stop and her nature demanded that she continue. Her confusion was painful for me and I had to make myself think of the fact that she'd now be with me all the time, I wouldn't have to worry about her leaving come the spring thaw.

Matt bit down on his lower lip and I knew he was there. He grasped Beth about her hips and held her firmly as he drove his cock into her as deep as he possibly could.

With her mouth closed she gave a sharp moan from the pain deep inside her body and then her eyes went wide open to look at me as if she'd been hit by a truck.

I knew right then that she was feeling Matt's cock shooting it's load of come deep into her sensitive body and she was thinking about that sperm swimming up her tight cervix searching for an egg.

Millions of his swimmers were now free inside her body, millions of them, all trying to make Beth pregnant. She knew, too, if he didn't fill her with his baby this time, he'd do it next time, or maybe the time after that.

It was just an eventuality now and she knew it. What was amazing was Matt's need for my little Beth. He'd no sooner stopped shooting his come into her then he began furiously fucking her again.

He pulled out of her sopping wet, come-filled pussy, turned her over on her back and right as she shrieked, "No! The bed rocked with their fanatic mating and I was starting to think I needed to stop this when Matt reared back with an, "Unngghhhhh!!!!

He stood there enjoying the ferocity of his orgasm and I saw the glint of satisfaction he had from dominating and inseminating the girl.

He was pure man and I found myself loving him for it. His cock finally slipped from the quietly sobbing girl and I gathered her up under the covers as he left the room and silently closed the door behind him.

Beth clung to me with her face nuzzled against one of my breasts and fell asleep, exhausted from her exertions. One of her legs was draped over mine and as I ruminated the events of the evening I became acutely aware of the come leaking out of Beth and wetly onto my leg.

I guess I lay there for an hour or so before I finally drifted off myself, but not before thinking about the evening's events with a wicked smile. Christmas came and went with a renewed air of civility in our house.

Beth had been a bit shaken by Matt's attentions that one night and the result had been some militant attitudes towards Matt by Karen and Rebekah, but when they found that Matt shared their concerns for Beth their militancy softened somewhat.

The dinner on Christmas Eve had been a great time with everyone pitching in to help make the night memorable. Karen and Rebekah worked on the dessert, Beth set a grand table with a set of China she'd found in the attic, Claire plucked and cleaned the goose Matt had shot when he was out hunting the day before, and Ashley and I put ourselves to the task of a feast fit for a king.

The question of having wine with dinner raised a few chuckles when Ashley and I demurred for what were becoming obvious reasons.

Claire elected not to imbibe as well and there were a few glances around the table as we all wondered if this meant anything. The conversation was genial and light and the several weeks of friction just seemed to disappear with the steam from the goose on the table.

The dessert was finally served and while Rebekah and Karen complained of being 'stuffed' the rest of us had no problem putting it away after a long day of kitchen work.

And then we all managed to get to our feet and clear off the table, migrating the mess into the kitchen. The chatter, fueled with a bit of wine, made Matt feel a little lost, as if he was a rooster in a hen house and I got a little laugh at his expense wondering if he really wanted to have six women in his life after all.

Cleaning up the dishes and all of the pots and pans took about half-an-hour with fourteen hands all working together and we soon headed out to the living room once the last dish was in its place.

The living room was the very picture of a grand lodge with the fire roaring, the Christmas tree decked out with ornaments and tinsel, and the overstuffed chairs and couches cleverly arrayed about the room to encourage several conversations at once.

Ashley took Melissa and sat by the tree with Beth for a nice time while Rebekah, Claire, and Karen cuddled together on a couch like the friends that they are to chat the way close girlfriends do.

I was pleased to have Matt slide in next to me on another couch where he wrapped his arms around me and we held court on the success of the evening.

Matt was going on about the gravy when I recall that I looked around the room at all the happy faces and realized how truly happy I was.

The warm glow of the fire and the delicate colors of the Christmas lights were reflected ever so gently on the smiling face of each person.

I found myself crying a few tears of joy as it occurred to me that I'd never been happier in all of my life. They were just hookups.

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