Message-ID: <20280eli$9902280434@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: azil@my-dejanews.com Subject: {ASSM} Repost: My Reward Ch26 (MC, MF, MFF, Ff12, mast, sacrilege) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <7ba5kv$cdj$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> My Reward By Azil Copyright 1998-99 Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction. No character is meant to resemble any specific person, living or dead. Sexual actions of various types will be depicted in this story. This does not mean that the author approves of these actions, has ever performed any of them, or would perform them if given the opportunity. (Nor does it mean that he doesn't, hasn't, and/or wouldn't). This is inappropriate reading material for minors. In many jurisdictions it may be illegal for minors to read it, or for adults to make it available for minors to read. The author urges you not to disobey these laws. Even if it isn't illegal where you are, keep it away from kids anyway. CHAPTER 26: LUST AND MARRIAGE That winter passed relatively quietly, things going on pretty much as they had. A few things happened that are probably worth mentioning, however. In February, Sharon and I got married. I'm not making any claims about the legality of the marriage - unlike the Mallory Empire, Arizona only allows a man one wife at a time - but it made Sharon happy. She had become steadily more explicit in her efforts to get me to the altar. I had thought about altering her mind on the subject, but then I decided I'd just give her what she wanted. I can't say I was deeply in love with Sharon, but I very much liked her and enjoyed her company, so I figured what the heck. I let her think I'd divorced Chris in early December. It was a great move, because the next few weeks she fucked me like nothing I'd ever had before. In early January I asked her to marry me, and gave her an unlimited budget to stage a wedding and reception. She had a great time, and I had fun watching her - I think I mentioned that she was one of the all-time great money-spenders. She found a church and organized a dinner/reception at the Phoenix Country Club (the one that the Goldwaters were among the founders of - very prestigious, very expensive). The guest list was lengthy, which posed something of a problem. Some of the people invited knew Chris and might wonder at my taking a second wife, so I had to make their invitations get lost in the mail and have their clones show up at the wedding. In a way, though, this made Sharon even happier, because the gifts from the clones, provided by Reward, were really quite impressive. The ceremony was really beautiful, and Sharon looked great in a designer wedding gown of off-white (she had had to go to New York for several fittings). Cassie and Elizabeth were flower girls and were cute as could be in exact replicas of their mother's dress. The church was beautifully decorated by Phoenix's best interior decorator and top florist. Sharon had obviously done a great job of planning the whole thing. The highlight for me, however, was something entirely impromptu. When, at the end of the ceremony, I was kissing the bride, the thought struck me that I'd much rather be fucking her. So I did. After having Reward convince everybody in the church that this was an ordinary part of every wedding ceremony, I extended the kiss with a good feel of Sharon's breasts and butt. Then I had her bend over the communion rail while I pulled up her long dress and pulled down her panties. She spread her legs wide apart and reached behind to open her pussy lips. As I stepped up behind her, the minister intoned the traditional words, "You may fuck the bride." I slid my cock into her wide-open pussy. When I was in deep, she grabbed the railing with both hands. "Are you ready, Mrs. Mallory?" I asked, drawing a smile from the minister. Sharon turned to smile at me. "I'm ready, Mr. Mallory." I grabbed her ass cheeks and slid my cock out, then drove it in hard. She moaned softly, then turned to offer encouragement, as I came out and then in again. "Do me good, Tom," she said. "I want it hard." The last comment ended in a grunt, as she got it hard. Then she began grunting with each successive thrust as I slammed her harder each time. Soon she was pushing back to meet the strokes and whining with lust as she neared her climax. Then her cries rose in pitch to a wail, her body began to shake, and everything inside her began to contract. I responded by filling her with my sperm. When I removed my cock and stepped away from her, Sharon pulled her cunt open wide to show my semen dripping from her vagina, as is traditional at weddings. The excited buzz in the church showed that the guests were properly impressed with our efforts, and we received appreciative nods and smiles as we exited down the main aisle. The reception was equally nice, and in fact I had such a great time that I only had time to fuck one waitress and two of the bridesmaids. After the reception, Sharon and I and the girls were off for two weeks in Cozumel. The sight of Cassie's fast-developing body in her bathing suit when we played on the beach had quite an effect on me. Another several months had gone by since I had first let Cassie watch her mother and I make love in their living room, and her body had kept on filling out nicely. I continued during the honeymoon to let her watch us occasionally, allowing her access to the bedroom Sharon and I shared in the hotel's biggest suite. Our last afternoon in Cozumel, I introduced Cassie to a new level of sexuality. Sharon and Elizabeth had gone back to the hotel to get something they had forgotten, so Cassie and I took a walk down the beautiful beach. At one point Cassie ran ahead of me, splashing through the waves, while I walked behind, admiring her beautiful little butt, just beginning to round into a teen's shape. Not surprisingly, I began to get aroused, and when I saw two beautiful teens in the tiniest of thongs walking toward us I made up my mind to do something with the erection Cassie had given me. I had Reward make then decide that it would be a hoot to tease that old gringo over there -- the one with the little girl. The girls, both about eighteen, whispered briefly together, then giggled as they detoured slightly in our direction. "Hola, senor," one of them, a girl with a voluptuous figure, said, then turned to near-perfect English, "my friend and I want you to help us with something." "My pleasure, senoritas," I responded with a smile, as Cassie looked on curiously. The same girl, apparently the more forward of the two, spoke again. "We would someday like to go to the States, and we were arguing about which of us the norteamericanos would think was prettier." She preened and stuck out her sizeable chest, turning slowly so I could admire her from every angle. Her friend, more slender, giggled, but then did much the same, finally speaking, "Monica has much bigger tetas than mine, but I think yanquis like better bodies like mine." As she spoke, she ran a hand sensuously over her firm ass. Then she pouted prettily at me, "What do you think, senor?" They were having a great time teasing me, and all their moves were accompanied by smiles and giggles between them. I played along, trying to look embarrassed and confused. Meanwhile, Reward had constructed an outcropping of rock nearby that offered a somewhat secluded area. "Gee, girls," I stammered, "I just don't know, you're both very pretty." "Perhaps he needs to look more closely, Anna," said Monica with a wink. "We could go over here," she added, taking me by the arm and leading me toward a spot where projecting rocks offered cover from three sides. As we walked, one of her hands stroked my ass and she stage-whispered, loudly enough for Anna to hear, "I really want you to choose me." When Anna heard Monica's campaigning, she joined in by rubbing my chest seductively and cooing, "No, senor, you should choose me." When we were hidden behind the rocks, Monica removed the tiny top that had hidden little of her large breasts. She cupped the monsters, holding them out toward me and squeezing the nipples. "Look at me, senor, don't you think I'm much prettier than Anna?" "You . . . you're very pretty, Monica," I stammered, staring at the huge breasts that, despite their size, sagged only slightly. Anna, jealous, removed both tops and bottoms and turned to show me her shapely ass. She rubbed it and then bent over for emphasis. "I'm sexy, aren't I?" she asked unnecessarily. "I see men look at me and I know they want to touch me." She bent over almost completely and looked back at me. "You can touch me," she said. I reached out and rubbed her soft, firm ass and Anna cooed, "You're going to choose me, aren't you, senor?" Monica wasn't going to let Anna get away with such unfair tactics. She stepped in front of me, again holding out her breasts and saying, "Perhaps the yanqui would like to suck on my tetas." I complied with this request, licking and then sucking one of her big nipples, which quickly hardened and grew even larger. I had Reward intensify her natural reactions, and she took in her breath sharply and held my head as I sucked. Meanwhile, I was temporarily ignoring Anna -- and thus inciting her to escalate the rivalry. What had started out as teasing an old man was now a serious contest between the girls. I glanced at Cassie, standing near the entrance, her eyes wide in disbelief. Anna, still bending over, now separated her legs farther and reached behind to spread open her cunt. "Look at my cunt, senor," she said, "it's wide open, the way men want it." Then she grabbed one of my hands and stuck it in her crotch. "Feel how nice my pussy is, senor," she said. "It's a pussy that likes to be filled by a man's cock." It certainly felt like a pussy that deserved to be filled on a regular basis, as I stuck first one finger, then another up her vagina and stroked her. At first she was barely wet enough to enter, but just a few seconds later her juices were filling her as she groaned and wiggled her ass enticingly. Monica saw victory slipping away and now dropped to her knees on the sand, pulling my swim trunks down and taking my erect cock in her hands. "You don't need a pussy, senor," she said with a grin. "This cock needs a sexy girl's mouth, doesn't it?" With that she began licking the head of my cock, then gradually sucking it all into her mouth. Meanwhile, I saw that she was fingering her own pussy. As Monica was sucking my cock, I was fingering Anna's wet cunt. I added a thumb in her ass -- she gasped as it entered, then began pushing back against my hand, meanwhile squeezing her breasts and adding her own hand to the mix with a finger on her clit. Monica was sucking harder and playing with my balls, as I checked out Cassie, who by this time was rubbing her virgin pussy through her swimsuit bottoms as she stared in fascination at the scene in front of her. Anna whimpered loudly then, driving her ass hard against my hand, then shuddered, stiffened, and silently collapsed to the sand as her orgasm washed over her. Monica glanced at her for a second, then redoubled her efforts. My hands being free now, I grabbed her head and drove my cock deep into her throat. At first surprised by the ferocity of my thrust, Monica adjusted quickly and rubbed her nose into my belly, taking everything. A few seconds of feeling her throat muscles around my cockhead and I was shooting Monica full of my sperm. The Mexican girl took only the first blast, then gagged on the sperm and withdrew -- taking the next couple blasts in her face and the remaining dribbles on her huge breasts. She looked up at me smugly, with semen dripping down her cheeks and chin. "Who was better?" she asked. "A girl you just put your fingers in, or the girl who sucked your cock?" I looked over at Anna, who was just recovering from her climax. She turned over on her back, her long, slender body stretched on the sand. She was happy with her orgasm, but dismayed to think that she may have lost the game. She looked at my deflating cock -- I could see her thinking that this old guy would be hours before he could get it up again. "I don't think the contest is a fair one yet," I answered. "What can you do to beat her, Anna?" Anna looked momentarily confused, but then decided to give it a shot. She opened her long legs wide and reached between them to spread open her pussy lips. "My pussy is better than her mouth," she said with a grin. "What do you want to do with it?" I bent over her, looking down into the pussy wide open in front of me. I put out my two index fingers and slid them into her vagina, pulling it open as wide as it would go. Anna sucked her breath in hard, then again as my tongue speared deep into her hole. Monica looked on in frustration. A double frustration, because she had thought she had won the contest, but now saw that Anna still had a chance, but also because she hadn't come, and now Anna was working toward her second orgasm. Her fingers probed deep into her pussy. But then she looked around and saw Cassie, who had pulled aside the crotch of her swimsuit and was rubbing her pussy lips, trying for her own satisfaction. "Chiquita," said Monica, gesturing to Cassie, "little girl, come here." I watched through a corner of my eye as Cassie, uncertain, frightened and fascinated by all the new sights and new feelings, came slowly toward the Mexican girl. When she was directly in front of Monica, the Mexican girl said, "We can satisfy each other, little girl," reaching out to touch Cassie's tiny breast, then pulling down the top and licking her nipple. Cassie drew back, shocked, though equally excited. My stepdaughter looked over at me as I looked up from my task. I grinned at her and winked, which reminded her of the night she first watched her mother and I fuck in their living room. She looked back at me, then at Monica. She reached out her hand to Monica, who drew her down onto the sand, embracing her and fixing her mouth firmly on Cassie's small tit. I returned to my task, licking Anna's clit until she was ready for a fuck. Then as I pulled away from her, she spread her legs wide again and invited me in. "Come on, gringo," she said with a laugh, "fuck me good." I proceded to do so, making sure we were positioned so that I could watch as Cassie was introduced to the joys of lesbianism. Although she had initially sucked on Cassie's tit and stuck a finger into the little girl's virgin pussy, Monica needed satisfaction for her own aching cunt. When I looked over after sliding my hard cock up Anna's fuckhole, I saw that Monica had swung around to the classic sixty-nine position, her own cunt over Cassie's mouth. Cassie was uncertain what to do, but Monica was demonstrating her ability to teach by example. "Just lick my pussy, little girl," she said. "Do what I'm doing." Cassie proved to be an apt student, and soon had her lips around Monica's clit as each of them sucked hard on the other. Meanwhile, Anna was rising to her second climax and had wrapped her legs and arms around me, pulling me down tightly onto her. "Fuck me!" she screamed in Spanish. "Harder, dammit, harder!" She thrust her hips up at me as she clawed at my back. I pounded down hard into Anna's gaping cunt as Monica and Cassie sucked each other. As long as they had been exciting themselves, it didn't take long before Cassie, experiencing totally new sensations, came -- shivering and shaking. Monica drove her pussy down into Cassie's face, rubbing her clit against the little girl's nose, and came a second later. Monica rolled off Cassie, leaving my stepdaughter with her legs spread wide, pussy juice and saliva glistening on her thighs and pussy lips, and on her face a blissful smile with eyes closed. The sight was so beautiful that it drove me to a new level, and I slammed harder into Anna. She expelled her breath hard as the first of the series took her by surprise, but then she pulled my head down and whispered, "That's it, just a few more." Then she screamed, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" and came with a series of hard contractions in her womb. I slammed into her spasming cunt once more and then fiilled her with my juice. The four of us lay nearly motionless and silent on the sand for a while, exhausted by our near-simultaneous orgasms. At last, after I lifted myself off Anna, who groaned slightly as my cock pulled out of her cunt, Monica spoke. "Do you fuck the little one?" she asked. "No," I answered. "She's not ready yet," deliberately choosing words that I knew would enrage any twelve-year-old. "She's not old enough." Cassie looked at me with a slightly hurt expression -- one that showed the dawning of a determination to prove me wrong. Monica nodded though, and we were again quiet for a few moments. Then Anna bestirred herself enough to ask who won the contest. I briefly considered suggesting comparative buttfucks as a tie-breaker, but decided to give it a pass for today. I persuaded the girls to accept a tie, which they did after a lot a teasing back and forth. Then we gathered up our things, got dressed and parted. Cassie and I walked in silence back to the part of the beach where Sharon and Elizabeth awaited us. I knew that Cassie was so bursting with questions that she didn't know which one to begin with. For now, of course, I had to make it impossible for her to ask those questions of her mother -- at least in any way that indicated what she had seen. That night, however, as Sharon knelt in front of me and I pounded hard into her ass, I looked over toward the door of the room, where I saw Cassie watching us, her hand rubbing her clit. With a new-found knowledge of the right places to touch and how to touch them, she was moving quickly to orgasm. She saw me looking, so I winked. And the next day on the plane, as we flew back to Phoenix, I winked at her again. Their mother asleep, I had glanced across the first-class aisle to where the girls sat. There Cassie was rubbing her pussy, lost in a daydream. When she opened her eyes -- she had probably been unaware of what she was doing -- she blushed deeply as saw me watching her. What she hadn't noticed was that Elizabeth had been watching her too. -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==---------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----