My Wicked Ways Ch. 09-13

"Relax, it's close to two months away, honey," Ninve promised me with a kiss.

"Yeah, I'm all up for a cruise, just the twenty of us," Sandra backed her up while stroking my dick.

"And on that note, anyone object if I want to ride Mark for all that he's worth?" Lucy requested.

"I never minded before, so why would I start?" Shelby told her with a kiss.

"Damn straight ... or whatever," Ana snickered, followed by Teresa.

So, now I had a plan for the family and it was only a matter of putting it into effect. God, I love polygamy!

I was thoroughly drained the night before, so I needed a full night's rest to recover from a marathon of pleasuring my ladies, not that it wasn't worthwhile. I was fully reinvigorated the next morning, as I awoke in a tangled heap of naked, sweaty bodies from the consummation orgy, none of us having quite made it to the bed. I wasn't quite sure which lady or gentleman had last serviced until I got to use the john and my lovely Assyrian princesses both followed me to it.

"Hey, Princesses, to what do I owe the pleasure?" I emphasized the last word, of course, as I went through my morning washroom ritual.

"Last night, of course. Your fingers were magical up my ass and Sandra's, too. Even when you were too sore to get stiff again, you still made damn sure that we came, and we were very horny, very demanding, as I recall. Sorry about that, by the way. Very naughty of us," Ninve grinned as she reminded me of what the whiskey had blurred.

"I got you off anally, just by fingering your butts? Wow, you really have a zone there, don't ya?" I teased Ninve as I kissed each of the ladies and jumped into the shower.

"Maybe so, sweetie. Maybe so. Either way, Ninve and I came about three or four times each, just from your fingers sodomizing us. That's not even counting when you rimmed us, which was good for another two cums a piece. I especially loved that part where you poured bourbon down our cracks and drank it up immediately. How did that taste, more bourbon or bottom?" Sandra winked at me.

"A little of each, though your asses were somewhat sweeter than the whiskey. Plus they didn't burn my throat going down," I replied as I washed Ninve and Sandra first instead of expecting them to serve me this time.

"So, you forgive us?" Ninve asked, batting those damn lovely eyes of hers at me.

"Oh, nothing to forgive. You're preggers and your hormones are wild right now. That's natural, even healthy. You didn't mean it that way and I didn't take it like that. I've learned by now to distinguish between desperation and bossiness, okay? You were horny, you ached for relief, asked me for it, and I gave it to you. It was my pleasure, I swear," I assured them, as my memory continued to return of last night's events.

"See why we love you so much? You're the best husband ever!" Ninve exclaimed while the girls washed me clean.

"Yes, and I'm so fucking glad that we can call him our husband, officially now. Not legally, I know, but who gives a fuck about that, since the day will come when we can get that license and renew our vows. The point is, we got to wear matching bridal gowns and have his ring put on our fingers. I loved the idea that Cherry had of melting down his previous wedding band, casting a brand new one, and putting the number XIX on it, to indicate that Mark here is married to nineteen lucky ladies and gentlemen. We all get to suck his dick and have him fuck us whenever we wish, because he's too a good man to ever refuse," Sandra licked her lips as she praised me, apparently eager to have that saucy mouth of hers engulf my cock again.

"I'm the one with fifteen, sorry, seventeen wives, counting Jeanne and Erica, and two husbands. I would think that I'm the lucky bastard here," I remarked as I stroked Sandra's hair with my right hand and Ninve's with my left.

"You have so many spouses, because you bring us all such pleasure and joy. You're not such a man as a satyr, a fucking fertility god like Priapus or Pan. Here, let us thank you, husband," Ninve began fondling my cock while Sandra caressed my balls.

"What do you want us to do for you, baby?" Sandra asked me, eager to know.

"I want to fuck Ninve's tits while Sandra's lips and tongue caress both of us. Yeah, lick my cock while it's buried in her cleavage," I told them, surprising even myself with my inventive kink.

I had to admit to myself that what prompted this was the desire to experience both Ninve's breasts and Sandra's mouth at once, as well as not to deny either them their wish to serve me. Both women were remarkable lovers in their own right, with kinks particular to them. Sandra seemed to take every opportunity to play with my asshole, for example, mostly using her fingers. She loved to massage my prostate with those wonderful digits of hers. Ninve seemed to be rather fond of having me slip my cock between her tits or her buns at times, rubbing my skin against that part of her flesh to excite her with this contact.

Sandra and Ninve also liked to pleasure me as a team, I noticed, especially on occasions like this. Our first threesomes and a few months of bonding through the shared experience of being my first concubines, as it were, in both the apartment and the house, had solidified a feeling of sisterhood, on top of being of the same nationality and second cousins to boot. They liked to suck me off together, take turns with my cock in their pussy and ass, and switch between riding my face and mounting my dick. Not to mention that they were the first two of my ladies to conceive by me, making them pregnant to me both at once. They were both going through the rigors and hardships of pregnancy together, which definitely helped them relate to and understand each other.

In any case, few experiences could be as lovingly sensual as rubbing my cock between Ninve's tits while Sandra slid her tongue along the entire length the whole time. Sandra also licked around my dick, tasting Ninve's breasts as well and making her fellow princess inhale very sharply with the sudden sensation of pleasure that also made her shiver. Meanwhile, I frantically humped Ninve's bosom, my cock exploring that cleavage in her bust to the fullest degree possible and thoroughly enjoying the pillowy effect of her boobs on the flesh of my dick.

"Cum on them, honey! Cum on my tits!" Ninve begged me, clearly loving the idea that she had found another way to excite and pleasure me.

I couldn't bear to deny her, or Sandra for that matter, who now licked with extra motivation, as she apparently wanted me to shoot my load right there. Before I knew it, my straining cock twitched, jerked, and spat out a very impressive first load of the day. Sandra then rushed to lick the spunk off my cock and the now available cleavage that so invited her. Ninve simply winked and gave Sandra a mouthwatering French kiss to accept the snowball from her. Both ladies then began wildly kissing my body as we left the shower to dry off.

At that point, I could smell breakfast from clear across the house, and we all headed to the kitchen, still buck naked and with two lovely princesses delightfully kissing me as we went. Cheers and catcalls followed from our lovers, as well as high-fives from the guys. It was clear that they had caught on to what happened and enjoyed the obvious meaning of the satisfied looks on our faces.

Well, I wasn't done with the ladies, though they didn't know it yet. Grabbing Ninve, I bent her over the dining room table and proceeded to lick and kiss her from the neck down. I kissed her back, including her lower back, her calves, her thighs, her belly, her breasts, her pussy, her taint, and her ass. I then began licking them, actively pleasuring her with my lips and tongue. My Assyrian princess shivered and began moaning desperately with her lust, obviously aching for more of the same. I had cum, after all, but she had not yet, and that was the only part of that shower experience which I wanted to improve, as otherwise it was delicious. Speaking of things being delectable, I truly enjoyed eating Ninve out, as she must have realized by now, especially with the way that I now attacked her body with my mouth.

Ninve was already pretty worked up, so it frankly didn't take much attention to her sweetest parts to drive her wild. She was one horny princess by then, and I was grateful when Sandra joined in to share her flavors with me. We both licked, nibbled playfully, kissed, and sucked on Ninve until she was a quivering slut moaning her ecstasy at last. Her juices gave off a powerful, wonderful smell and I reveled in their taste as well, as did Sandra before and after we shared them in a kiss.

Now it was Sandra's turn, and I didn't hesitant to go down on her, either. As with Ninve, I devoured her shamelessly, badly wanting to make her cum hard. When Ninve added her tongue with a wink, I could tell that this was payback for Sandra's help to me in pleasuring her. I could already tell that Sandra was a live-wire herself by this point, but she surprised both of us with the sheer extent of her desperation to cum. She had an electric response to my kiss, too, as well as that of Ninve, making it even more apparent that she just plain loved the attention as well as the service that we gave her. Sandra was putty in our hands and she soon yielded entirely to her sense of bliss, her unbridled delight in things cumming to a head at last.

Once I let Sandra up, both ladies attacked me with yet another kiss each. They evidently felt very grateful, for their part. Then I was kissed on the mouth by Cherry, followed by Nydia, then Ana, Teresa, Lucy, Ashley, Heather, Shelby, Josie, Jannat, Tamara, Rachel, and Katrina. That was the ladies, but the real surprise was the willing lip lock from each of the menfolk. Clearly, they were over any same-sex hang-ups, which was fine with me. Granted, Erica and Jeanne identified as transgender these days, but still ... they were in some ways, very much guys.

"Wow, great breakfast on the stove, ardent kisses on the mouth, sizzling seduction in the shower. You guys are going all-out this morning," I remarked, once I recovered my breath from all that wonderful smooching.

"Just because we're leaving for the honeymoon cruise today doesn't mean that we can't serve our man beforehand. It's worth taking a little time out, I think," Nydia commented, while planting more kisses on my skin.

"Yeah, biscuits and gravy. Terrific choice, don't ya think, Uncle Mark?" Shelby hearkened back to her country roots as she put her hands on my waist and sniffed me.

"That does sound rather enticing, I admit," I grinned as we sat down to eat a breakfast that Shelby personally plated for us after she let go of me for a minute.

"All for my sweet uncle. Too bad you're not my father. I really wish that you were. Not only would I have a true Daddy, one who made me proud, but I would almost certainly get to fuck him. Hell, if Mom would alive today, you'd have twenty lovers instead of nineteen. We'd so fucking share you that it wouldn't be funny," Shelby told me as she sat on my lap.

"How do you know that she wouldn't be jealous instead?" I asked my niece, who had put her food and mine on the same plate so that she could eat while seated there.

"Because I read her diary and other things. I know how she felt. Rick and she used to be swingers and she never resented Hershel for other women, just for dropping her. She offered him an open marriage, in fact, gladly, but he turned it down because he didn't want to marry her at all. That would mean accepting fatherhood and settling down. She was willing to be a service wife, too, follow him from base to base, wherever Uncle Sam sent him. He just didn't care. Anyway, enough about his loser ass. My ass is a lot nicer, anyway," Shelby deliberately squirmed and kissed me repeatedly during the meal.

"That it is. Very delicious, in fact. I love fucking and rimming it, both," I smiled and kissed her back with a good amount of tongue.

"I note that you refuse to call him Dad these days. Is that because he doesn't deserve it?" I hated to mention it, but it needed to be clear, so I could understand her frame of mind.

"Hell, yes, it's for that reason! The man was a jerk to Mom, to you, and to Aunt Rachel here. Sorry for even bringing him up, Aunt Rachel," Shelby replied with disgust concerning her father.

"No worries. He is my brother and he still lives, more's the pity. Now, this brother of mine here is a whole different cat. He knows how to make this pussy purr for sure," Rachel switched topics from Hershel to me as she planted a lip lock on me that would make the Pope hard.

"God, yeah! Just wait until the cruise. I'm finding several minutes alone with Uncle Mark and I'm gonna drain his balls nice and good. Don't worry, he'll recover for the rest of ya, but I have to fuck my dear uncle. But then, you already knew all that. I'm just saying it out loud," Shelby now ground her booty against my cock, obviously trying to revive it.

"At this rate, my sweet niece, you won't have to wait for the cruise, but we'll be in danger of running late," I warned her as I ate several more torn bits of biscuits smothered with thick gravy, not that I minded.

"Threesome?" Rachel proposed, clearly suggesting that she, Shelby, and I make it a family affair.

"I could go for that. You do have a rather yummy cunt, at least the few times I've gotten a taste of it lately. I imagine that Uncle Mark would love to fuck his sister and his niece at the same time," Shelby winked at her.

"Fuck her now, that's what I say. We'll make it to the cruise, honey. Just give that saucy niece of yours the fucking of the century. Remind her of why she loves her uncle's cock the best of all. No offense, Max. Yours is very nice, but incest is fucking wild," Rachel egged us on.

"None taken, sweetie. I've had more tail since I've joined this group than I did last year put together, and that's saying a lot," Max chuckled.

"Just for that, Max, you get to fuck any ass you want while I'm screwing Shelby here. Anyone object to that reward?" I asserted.

"Nope. We signed our butts over to you, remember?" Josie blew me a kiss.

"Oh, God, then ... Josie. I want to fuck Josie, nice and hard. I want to fuck her ass while Jeanne fucks her pussy," Max requested, much to Josie's blushing delight.

Before I knew what had happened, I was once again buried in some very fine twat, belonging to my sexy niece Shelby, while my face was stuffed with Rachel's tits. I was still seated, my cock mounted by the luscious blonde who was the spitting image of my old crush, her mother, Marcy. Shelby then put her lips on the other tit and I sank my fingers into Rachel's dripping snatch, fingering her for the hell of it.

In the meantime, Shelby's husband Max, whom she met and screwed when she was briefly considered for jury duty, was busily laying some seriously thick pipe with Josie, even while she got fucked by Jeanne from the other end. He didn't last too long, however, especially not when Anton shoved his cock into Josie's mouth and the French-Canadian lady came hard from the triple fuck. All three men unloaded into Josie, leaving her a very messy girl between those loads leaking from her holes. Instead of objecting, she simply cleaned up the cocks that pleasured her and licked up even the drops that hit the floor.

I now shot off my spunk right as Shelby came and lightly bit Rachel's tit, not enough to break the skin. This in turn was the final straw that made Rachel cum as well, since she enjoyed the pain more than she cared to admit. She sprayed my fingers with her juices and I licked them off immediately after that. Rachel didn't seem to mind, as she proved by orally cleaning my dick of any traces of Shelby on it.

"Wow, previews of coming attractions from the cruise, or should that be cumming attractions?" Nydia teased us all before her mother swatted her on the ass, albeit playfully.

"Now, now, we're all gonna have our way with Mark, sooner or later. No sense in being coy about it. Let's just enjoy the fact that we're going to use him fifty ways to Sunday and drain his balls by the end of each day. It's nothing that we don't every chance we get here as well. It's just on a cruise, with other people around. Which should make it nice and steamy indeed," Cherry half-seriously chided her daughter.

"Mom, I say this with love, but kiss my ass," Nydia teased her mother.

"Okay," Cherry grinned wickedly and knelt to spread her daughter's cheeks and rim her ass.

"Oh, fuck, Mommy! Oh, God!" Nydia reacted to the delightful sensation of Cherry's tongue between her buns.

"Payback time for that incident with the pizza order, sweet-cheeks. This is what happens when there is a tongue sliding up and down your crack. Hard to think straight, ain't it?" Cherry wouldn't let go of her daughter's butt, either, licking as if her life counted on it.

"Yes, Mommy! Eat my ass, Mommy!" Nydia reverted to calling Cherry "Mommy" during sex, as always.

"Give Mommy that delicious ass of yours! Let Mommy eat you out!" Cherry encouraged her daughter's choice of words, as she typically did.

Lucy and Ashley were now so aroused that they grabbed Heather and sandwiched her between them. Lucy's tongue was far inside Heather's snatch while her mother found herself eating Ashley's cunt. Obviously, mother-daughter incest was a thing now in our household, much to my whole-hearted approval. Few things are as intimate and delightful as a mother and her daughter or daughters making sweet love to each other, at least in my book.

This scene kept me from getting too soft, so I stood up, grabbed Rachel, spread her cheeks, lubed her up, and eased my cock into her asshole from behind. She took a moment to adjust to my cock back there, but my sister soon really got into it, once she had adapted to my girth. My dick was about average length, truthfully, but abnormally thick, and it could be painful as well as extremely pleasurable depending on the preparation and lube or lack thereof.

Rachel reacted to the butt-fucking as if she had died and gone to Heaven or something. She pushed back furiously, turned hot pink in color, and soon her muscles cramped for a moment until they clenched down on my cock. What jizz had stayed in my balls before was now forcibly released into Rachel's colon, which only made her repeat her orgasm with the satisfaction of knowing that she had emptied my balls for now with her fantastically tight butt.

"Thank you for taking my anal cherry, baby brother. God, that was incredible!" Rachel confessed to me as I withdrew from her bottom.

"You were an anal virgin? I was first to sodomize you?" I expressed some surprise, but shouldn't have, as Rachel definitely had some issues with most men thanks to Hershel and our father.

"I wanted to lose it to a guy and wanted that guy to be you. No other man I could trust. Now you've taken it. Katrina's probably thrilled, too, that she can peg my ass with her strap-on now," Rachel winked at her lover as we kissed with all of the passion of forbidden love.

"Well, thank you for that trust in me. It's a signal honor, I swear. I feel very honored to be first in your butt and I highly recommend it to others. You have a very nice tush indeed, Sis," I assured her as everyone returned to Earth after those incredible sex acts at the breakfast table.

"Thank you, baby brother. I love calling you that before, during, and after we fuck, by the way. I love being reminded that you're not just my brother, but that brother, the one who loved me before I even loved myself," Rachel told me as we made out.

"Reminders of incest are a major turn-on. I think that I'll start calling Sandra 'cousin' whenever we fuck," Ninve agreed as we all freshened up.

The others hit the showers soon in turn, as we readied for the honeymoon cruise. We didn't want to be late, after all. We had no idea just how great it would prove to be, but we looked forward to it, anyway. As we began our trip to the docks where the cruise ship awaited, I felt a smooth hand in mine and looked at Jannat, whose hand it was and who had never even dreamed of a luxury cruise before. She looked good enough to eat, but that was a matter for another time. Still, she was a stunning beauty as ever and I could see the happiness in her eyes as she realized that this was real, once again she didn't have to pinch herself. It was a common issue for Jannat, who was still adjusting to life being so damn good to her at last.