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Dick woke to the mindless, frictionless motion of hands on his chest’s old sweat. He remembered hazily how he, Kory, Kara, and Mary had decamped to the bedroom. He’d slept on his back, grateful for the respite, and even more grateful now to wake up to Kara and Mary at his sides, thoroughly embracing him.

Kara’s arms wrapped around his bicep; Mary’s leg was thrown across his hip. They were sleeping, unused to the kind of physical saturation they’d found with him and Kory, but there was still a spark of life in their numbed bodies. They moaned and swayed, still feeling at Dick’s chiseled body. Unconsciously gleeful with the adonis they’d managed to find for themselves.

Kory slept in Dick’s lap, her cheek resting on his pelvis, looking up with smoky satisfaction in her eyes at the picture Dick made with his two sexual initiates. Dick imagined it was quite a spectacle: Kara’s head on his pectoral, Mary’s against his shoulder. He felt himself becoming aroused. His cock was trapped under Kory’s body, but he could tell it was growing by the flicker of delight that passed over his wife’s features.

“Stay there,” she whispered. “Don’t wake them. I’ll take care of it.”

Dick had barely a moment to brace himself before Kory hooked her fingertips delicately under his knob and pulled his foreskin down from his glans. Next she playfully raked her fingernails along the smooth skin of his cockhead. Dick could hardly restrain his bouncing hips, jolts of excitement shooting through his loins and tensing all the muscles in his toned physique. He heard Kara and Mary cooing to themselves when they felt his clenched abs, his bulging delts, their dreams becoming even sweeter than they had been.

“I’ll have to be understanding about this when you marry them,” Kory said gently, her long hair trailing across Dick’s belly and thighs. “They’re young. They’ll want to share your bed. I’ll try to make the other wives remember how needy girls are at this age. It’ll be hard for them to accept that they’re part of a harem, surrounded by other women you love just as much as them. We’ll have to wean them off getting you every night… but once they realize how fun it can be to sleep with Helena, or Donna…”

His manhood was up and pulsing now, its full length drinking in the morning sun like an icon of worship belonging to some primitive tribe. Kory closed her hand around the swollen shaft and squeezed it.

“And of course, if they keep being brats, you’ll have to spank them, Dick. They can’t think they’re better than everyone else just because they’re barely legal. Not when one of your first wives was Barbara, and she’s old enough to run for Congress.”

“Yes, dear,” was all Dick could gasp, restraining himself—almost—to short thrusts that fed him the feeling of his prick moving through her grip’s warm softness.

Her other hand palmed his balls, middle finger tickling underneath them at the sensitivity of his taint. Dick groaned. Life was complicated… but it was damn good.

“Let’s try to breed only one of them at a time,” Kory mused. “I think they’ll settle down a lot once they have babies, but they’ll need each other’s support for a pregnancy. X’Hal knows we can’t have them both with baby brain at once.”

“Yes, dear,” Dick said again, stifling a yawn. He was still so worn out from their foursome—he thought he’d stay in bed until noon. Just as soon as Kory took care of all this hot cum he felt bloating his balls. “Kory, do you think you could suck me off?”

“Oh, sorry,” Kory said, looking at his prick as if only now realizing just how much she’d aroused him. “But who do you want to breed first, Mary or Kara?”

“I’ll have to think about it. And ask the other girls, of course.”

“Of course… I bet Donna will know. Is it wrong that I want you to knock up Mary first? That Kara could use nine months of anal sex…”

“Kory,” Dick chided.

“What? You can fuck my ass too—it’s not a punishment.” And at long last, Kory took him into her mouth.

Dick kissed the slumbering girls on their brows. Then he lay his head back and tried not to be too vocal in his appreciation of Kory’s efforts.

***

Tim began moving gently up and down, rubbing the underside of his endowment against her wet split. With his veiny prick sliding over her slit, the tip rubbing against her steamy opening but not going in but so close to going in, Query felt like she was going mad. She snaked her legs around Robin’s body, locking her delicate calves around the backs of his thighs.

“Wait!” Echo cried. “I want it, please, I want it!”

Tim couldn’t hold back any longer. “Pru—”

Prudence thrust Echo onto her back. And just like that, Tim had mounted her. Panting over her, he reached down between their bodies and took hold of his lurching erection, guiding it to where she was open. The silky hair of her muff parted for him, letting in the head of his engorged manhood. Echo trembled with excitement as he slipped between her juicy lips. She fell back with a small moan, unable to hold herself up when he was beginning to stretch the insides of her.

“Ooohh, you want just all of me, don’t you?” she trilled, squirming her hot little pussy up to his slowly advancing member. Like him, she wanted more and more of it jammed inside her, providing a sane center to all the maddening impulses Echo felt shooting through her loins.

Her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, rubbing her breasts against his armored chest while he reached down to cup the creamy cheeks of her ass. Lifting them up so that she was better impaled on his manhood. Echo squealed while he took up more and more of the slight space inside her, forcing her further open so that she was a better sheath for his prick.

Ever since he’d taken his turn on Query, a frequent refrain in Tim’s thinking was getting a shot at Echo. Completing the set, so that he knew he’d taken all these particular villainesses had to offer. It satisfied Tim even beyond the feel of her boiling cunt to know that this was the second of the pair to service him. He wondered if Query would be jealous that she hadn’t been the one to be skewered like Echo would be.

“Here it comes, lady,” he moaned. “Ready to pay your debt to society?”

“God, yes,” she whimpered. “Give it to me, I want it, fuck me just like a bad girl. I’m ready to be punished by that big fucking dick!”

Holding Echo firmly, Tim plunged into her, thrusting himself deep into her smoldering cunt like it had been built only to house his cock.

“AAAAAHHH!” Echo shrieked, feeling her cunt distort, wrenched out of a comparatively virginal tightness to slip over his thick endowment and let it deeper into her hole.

Feeling her inner muscles helplessly convulse around his phallus, Tim kept up the pressure, sliding it further and further into the depths of Echo’s sex. Feeling the delicious tightness inside her, first struggling to hold his oversized tool, then giving way and letting him further into the untouched recesses of her quivering passage.

“Oh my God!” Echo keened, feeling him so deep inside it was like he’d gone all the way through her. Then Tim hauled back, paused long enough to allow her violated chasm to regain some of its old dimensions, and drove back inside her. A long, measured stroke that forced Echo to once more reshape herself to a desire almost too big for her to hold.

“Oh shit,” Query whispered, watching. She remembered how huge his erection had been in her mouth. It seemed entirely unbelievable that a woman’s pussy could handle it, not all of it. But there wasn’t a fraction of daylight between Robin and Echo’s bodies. He was bringing them tight together, over and over again, and Query could see the pain being flushed from Echo’s face, replaced with pleasurable inundation.

Then her friend shook in unconcealed rapture.

“OOOOOOHHHH!” Echo sobbed underneath Tim, feeling her body raked again and again, her inner walls stretched taut, drum taut flesh pounded again and again by his rutting erection.

However hard it was to think, her mind went totally blank when he began to vary the tempo of his pumping. After several deep thrusts, Tim pulled back and tantalized her with a number of short, fast pumps that frictioned directly into her clit.

Then another series of hard, long strokes—so many that Echo thought they’d never end, that she would come this way—only for there to suddenly be more short, swallow ruts. Hitting her clit just when she’d resigned herself to only being fucked in her sex.

Her eyes crossed. No one who’d fucked Echo had ever given her what this beautiful cock was giving her now.