Julie fought hard not to grin like a cat with a bowl of cream. "Yes Master."
Tammy was already getting on the bed, on her back and helped guide the slave on top of her into a sixty-nine position. The girl reached up and grasped her older lover's ass-cheeks and spread them for her brother. Since Tammy was wearing panties not to mention a lot shorter, Julie only caressed the girl.
Erik got behind his slave, and looked down at her wonderful ass. He was still having trouble believing his luck; here he was, about to ass-fuck the forty-something mother of his girlfriend up the ass, while all his other lovers watched.
He pushed his cock into her pussy first to get it nice and slimy, then lined it up with the relaxed pucker just above it. As he slowly pressed in, Julie moaned loudly. Erik looked down and saw his loving sister's sparkling eyes shining up at him as she sucked Julie's clit into her mouth.
Julie made a series of 'oh' moans that got steadily louder the deeper Erik pushed his shaft. By the time he was fully into her, she was all but screaming in pleasure, and vibrating in orgasm.
Once fully inserted, Erik stayed there, having read somewhere that its best if the woman is given the chance to become used to the size of the intruder up her ass. This was important to him, because he had overheard her telling Olivia earlier that he was at least as big as her last master, and she had made that sound like he had been the largest man she'd ever been with. He may have been her Master, and she his slave, but he would never hurt her, at least not in a way she didn't actually like.
She signaled him by pulling off him slightly then pushing back in; she also smiled adoringly over her shoulder at him. He gripped her hips tighter and started with a slow deep stoke that the slave seemed to really like.
Beside them, Heather had pulled Olivia onto the bed and on top of her. She was kissing the older woman, and playing with her nipples. Olivia was so enraptured in what Heather was doing to her; she didn't notice Lynda getting behind her.
Olivia jumped in surprise when Lynda started by licking her drooling pussy. Her lips were pressed to Heathers at the time, but she still moaned appreciatively as Lynda expertly ate her small slit. She'd just shuddered through a climax when the young deputy moved up and circled Liv's tight, pink pucker. That's when it dawned on Olivia that Lynda was getting her ready to take her son's big cock up her ass. She got so excited that she had to pull the long, thick nipple out of her mouth just to breath. She lay her head on Heather's wonderful breasts and watched her man, her Master, pound orgasm after screaming orgasm out of Julie's tight, heart-shaped ass. Without a doubt, she knew that he was going to do the same thing to her near virgin ass, and it drove her insane with desire.
Between the wonderfully talented tongue in her cunt, and the massive pole up her ass, Julie had been transported into a quivering mass of orgasmic bliss. She wasn't even capable of rational thought, and her body knew it couldn't take much more of it. When the beautiful creature below her pulled cruelly on her nipples, Julie screamed in explosive climax and launched into blissful, twitching, unconsciousness.
Erik pulled out of Julie and had to help get her lifted off Tammy. Although Tammy loved having the woman on top of her, she was having a hard time breathing. Erik though, hadn't shot his load yet, and knee-walked over to Heather, Olivia and Lynda.
Lynda winked at him as she rubbed the oil into Olivia's ass hole and all over her ass. She moved aside to make room for him, and without the thrust into her pussy like he'd done with Julie, he simply pressed his cockhead into her loosened backdoor.
She moaned just like Julie had as the tip popped past her sphincter muscle. This time, he stopped there for a short break; Olivia was even tighter than Julie.
Olivia was lying on Heather's impressive chest, whispering how much she loved her new Master, and how right this feels. Heather was smiling softly, and caressing the older woman's blonde mane. Although Erik couldn't see it, Heather was also slowly finger-fucking Olivia's pussy. Erik and Heather's eyes met, and he saw nothing but total love there.
When Olivia had gotten somewhat used to the large invader in her butt, Erik slowly pressed more of his cock in. From what Erik could tell, Olivia was either loving it, or she was in considerable pain. Only the look on Heather's face reassured him that Olivia was enjoying this.
Once fully seated, he waited again for her to get used to his cock up her ass. To his surprise, she didn't seem to want to wait; when he stopped she pulled off him, then pushed herself back.
Encouraged, Erik grabbed Olivia's hips, and stared to slowly fuck her with deep long strokes, like he'd done with Julie. However, about every fifth or sixth stroke, he'd give her a half dozen quick, short strokes before resuming the deep, slow thrusts he'd started with.
It didn't take long before she was screaming out the arrival of her orgasms to the world. When Erik would give her the short strokes during her orgasms, she shook like an epileptic having a seizure.
After riding Julie then feeling Olivia shaking on his cock, it quickly became too much for Erik, and he pumped the contents of his balls up his mother's beautiful, tight ass.
Erik fell on his back between his two freshly ass-fucked slaves. However as they both snuggled up to him, the day finally took its toll on him, and the last thing he remembered were the wonderful women snuggled up to him, and Heather's loving eyes looking up at him from between his legs.
The super-cell storm system that was dumping so much snow on Erik and his family had a hard time getting over the mountains; much like the weather service had predicted. However, they grossly underestimated the amount of energy and moisture the system carried with it, and snow-fall predictions were woefully short.
When the family awoke the next morning, the storm had abated somewhat, and visibility had improved, however, three and a half feet of new snow had fallen over night. Most of the vehicles in the parking area were no longer visible. The section of road that passed the hotel was truly isolated now, as the local weather and news reported that the road was blocked by more than eight feet of snow in some places.
After a brief discussion, it was decided that Erik and Lynda would try to clear the walks while the rest of the women would head over to the café and see what could be done about feeding everyone in the Motel. As soon as Erik had cleared a path for them, the rest of his lovers entered the café. By the time Erik and Lynda had finished, Breakfast must have been ready, but both of them were hot and sweaty. So they decided to take a shower before heading to breakfast.
They were alone in the apartment, and Erik wanted to learn more about the wonderful woman that looked so much like his mother/lover/slave. "So Lynda, how did you end up becoming a deputy sheriff?"
She grinned at him as he slid a soapy hand between her legs, and began playfully rubbing her pussy. "I couldn't get a job around here after I got back from college, and I didn't want to live away from Bill any longer. So, he got permission from the town council to hire his daughter as a deputy. Since I really was the best candidate for the job, they couldn't really say no without blatantly stating that I'm the reason the mines closed." She purred that last few words because he was gently flicking her clit. She was also stroking his cock, and was hoping he'd bend her over soon.
"Do you mind if I ask what you went to school for?" Erik asked as he turned them to rinse off the soap, getting a small frown from her when he stopped rubbing her pussy.
"Not at all, I'm actually a state certified middle school teacher. My main subjects are math and science. It's strange that the local schools that have screamed for years how understaffed they are have suddenly discovered that they actually don't have any openings that need to be filled; fucking assholes," Lynda said still stroking his now rinsed off cock.
She gasped and quickly threw her arms around his neck as he picked her up by her ass, and pressed her to the tiled wall in the shower. Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist, and his cock seemed to know exactly where to go. As he slowly lowered her down, she moaned in desire as he slowly penetrated her tight, but very wet vagina.
He kissed the pretty blonde as she came to rest with his cock opening her cervix. She was so aroused by his actions that she once again just surrendered completely to him.
Erik made love to her. At times it was primal and animalistic, but always had a tender component that she found almost more attractive and arousing. She caught herself wishing that she wasn't on birth control after sharing a very strong orgasm with him.
At one time she thought that she would be able to have her pick of any man she wanted, and he would be hers and hers alone. However, she also wanted to live here, and none of the men except father had even sparked her interest. Now she found herself happily fucking a fifteen year old boy — a boy that already had four women of his own, and the only problem she had with that was that she wasn't number five!
She had no idea how, but she really wanted him to be a part of her and her daughter's life; a very important part.
Erik loved making love to Lynda. She was so ... she looked so much like Olivia it was almost eerie, yet she still was unique and special enough to never mistake one for the other. He fit in her almost perfectly, and, like all of his women, she was playboy model beautiful.
He didn't even stop to wonder at when his mind had promoted her from family friend to one of his women, but when he pumped his seed into her womb, looked deeply into her eyes, just like he'd done with Heather, and the rest of the girls. He tried to tell her with his eyes how he felt, and the strength of the emotions she inspired in him.
Looking into her eyes, he saw a very familiar look staring back at him. He tenderly pressed his lips to hers as he slowly lowered her back to her feet. She clung to him desperately; not wanting this moment to end.
Erik caressed her head and tried to soothe the woman. "Its okay my love. We have the rest of our lives to make love to each other, and the rest of our mates. You can let go, I'm not going anywhere."
"Baby, I just don't understand how I can love you this much, this completely, and not know that much about you. I think I'm going to need to have a long talk with Daddy over breakfast. I'll have to find another job too, I doubt the city council would approve of our lifestyle," Lynda said with tears running down her cheeks.
Erik took her face between his hands and looked her in the eyes again. "Lynda, do you want to be a member of my family, to be our lover and wife, mother to our children, and partner in life, for the rest of our lives?"
"More than I've ever wanted anything in my life, Erik."
"Then, pending what the rest of the women say, though I believe they would all approve, you will be our wife. Now, since you agreed to that, I think it's safe to tell you that you never need to worry about money ever again. In less than a week, provided the storm passes by then, you will be worth a hell of a lot of money. We work, but mostly for fun. We will be living here, but our new home won't be finished for a year or two," Erik said, smiling.
"Erik, I love you, but how can any of that be true? You're only fifteen years old," Lynda asked.
Erik took her hand and led her back out to the main room, naked. He sat them down next to the phone. "Sweetheart, name one thing, it doesn't matter what it is, that you would like to have."
She chuckled and decided to call his bluff. "I saw a brand new Chevy Trailblazer with two brand new Polaris snowmobiles on a trailer at Dawson Motors the other day, I thought it would be great if Kaylee and I had it; we could go riding together."
"Is Dawson Motor's open?" Erik asked.
"I don't know, maybe. The town is a lot better shielded from storms than this area, however, this is a really bad storm," Lynda said.
Erik was already paging through the local phone book, until he found Dawson Motors. He punched the speaker phone, and dialed the number.
"Dawson Motors, this is Mike, How can I help you today?" A man answered.
When Erik motioned for her to speak Lynda blushed, not knowing what to tell the man. "Hi Mike, this is Lynda Moore. I was wondering if you still had that Trailblazer with the two Polaris sleds on a trailer sitting out front?"
"Sure do! It's a promotional deal that Polaris has going. They are running a drawing for a rig that looks just like that. The actual rig itself is someplace else, but Dad thought it would help sales if we set up one that looked just like it. I guess he was right; sales have really gone up since we parked that out there," Mike replied excitedly.
"Well, the reason I was calling, was because a friend of mine and I were having an argument over how much that set up was worth. I'm sure you know everyone in town is lusting after it," Lynda said giving Erik a way out.
"Well, the one they are offering for the contest is actually more expensive than this set up; which one would you like the price for?" The salesman asked.
"Well, we were arguing over the one you have there, but could you give us both prices?" Erik asked.
"Sure, no problem! The one offered by Polaris is the sport package Trailblazer with a few after-market gadgets like a winch and special tires, so when the smoke clears, trailer and everything is eighty-one grand. The rig we have set up, would only come to about fifty grand. So, who wins the argument?" Mike asked cheerfully.
Erik grinned. "I guess that depends on your definition of winning, Mike. Can you come up with the same set up Polaris is offering? Plus throw in four helmets and two suits that match the paint on the sleds? I'd like the helmets wired so the riders can talk to each other, as well as listen to the radio."
Mike laughed. "Yeah, I can do all that. give me a week or so, and I should have it ready to go. However, who's gonna pay for it?"
Erik gave him the account number, and authorization. "Since the bank's probably closed, I'll guarantee all this with my card. Just make sure you put the whole rig in Lynda's name; I'd like it so all she has to do is sign her name and she can pick it up."
"You're going to guarantee an eighty-five thousand dollar purchase with a credit card?" Mike asked, incredulous.
"Well, it's a VISA Titanium, so it should have the capacity for it, ready for the numbers?" Erik asked as Lynda looked on shocked.
When Erik had given him the numbers, and Mike had ran them, a very happy salesman thanked him for the nice sale. "Is there anything else I can do for you Mr. Carr?"
"Not right at the moment, Mike, but my family and I will be in later to purchase a few more snowmobiles, and trailers, quite possibly another vehicle as well. Oh, could you make sure Lynda's new truck is full of fuel when she picks it up?" Erik asked.
"I was already planning on it; the sleds will be ready to ride as well," Mike assured him.
Erik thanked him, and hung up. "So, do you still think I'm a normal fifteen year old?" He chuckled at the look on her face.
"Erik, I never thought you were a normal fifteen year old. But I do believe you about the money now. Jesus! You just spent almost a hundred thousand dollars on me! You don't even know me!" Lynda asked stunned.
"Sweetheart, don't worry about how much money I just spent; I could have ordered ten of those rigs, paid for them with my credit card, and still had enough money left in my monthly allowance to fly you to Paris for dinner tonight. Trust me here, money can never be an issue," Erik said kissing her softly on the lips. "Come on, my future wife; we need to get dressed and eat before we starve to death!"
This chapter has been edited by BobMc.