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Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 7 Chapter 258/ 8: Conviction (Trigger Warning at the Top)
🕑 Added 2024-06-11 09:29:20 +0000 UTCHey Guys,
So, before I start this chapter, I will put a trigger warning for religious beliefs. This Chapter states Angela's beliefs and her convictions and thoughts on them. Please tell me if you believe this is too political. Also, Sorry for the minor Spoiler.
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I could feel my eyebrows twitching just from the question, and I wanted to yell at Sarah's mother. I could see the judgment in her narrowing eyes, and I had felt it so many times before. "So, are you a practicing Christian?" Donna asked.
"No, I have gone to church before and could not say I enjoyed the experience."
"Oh, must have been a bad pastor," Donna came back within a second.
"Well, I went to a Catholic Church, A Pentecostal church, a Protestant church, a Baptist church, A Mormon church, an Evangelical church, and an Eastern Orthodox church; each was just as interesting and not my thing as the last," I said kindly, and I saw Sarah looking at me surprised.
"Oh, so you don't believe in god?" Donna asked.
"I don't believe in the Sadistic one the bible shows," I replied, "The Abrahamic religions have a god that the only label I can put on it is Sadistic." I could not help myself; I just couldn't; the expression in her eyes, the judgmental tone, the way she looked at me now, I hated this woman, Donna. We were barely five seconds into the conversation, and she fucking asked me about religion. Not about my relationship with her daughter and nothing else.
"Oh, Blake is going to love you," Donna said.
"Mom, please don't. I don't want to make this meet-up entirely," Sarah began. Her mother turned her glare at Sarah, and she instantly shut up.
"Sarah, you know what Mom is like," Aaron piped up. "I will fill you in for a favor!"
"Is it touching my massive breasts?" I asked Aaron, who blushed, telling me I was right. He must be in the middle of his puberty, and I shook my head.
"BLAKE, HONEY!" Donna suddenly shouted, and a towering redhead came out a minute later. He was fucking jacked, and I liked it; he had not gone overboard and was just really well muscled, and he was six-eight at least, and he smiled.
"Yes, Dear?" Blake said, walking in when he spotted me. I could see his eyes roam on me for a second. "Oh, you must be Angela," he said with a charming smile. I have never seen you at my church. Who is your Pastor?"
WHAT THE FUCK!
"She does not have one. She does not like the Abrahamic religions."
"Oh," I could see his eyes narrow, and I wanted the fuck out now. I could feel how badly I wanted out in my skin. I wanted an ejection seat or a rip cord that would send me into the sky. I did not care if it had a parachute or not. I just did not want to be here at this moment.
"Daddy," Sarah began.
"No, no, Sarah," Blake said, cutting Sarah off. "Angela, have you been inside a church?"
"Yes," I replied bluntly, not knowing what was to come.
"Which denominations?"
"The major ones around us, there are too many churches to see them all though."
"Maybe you just haven't found the right community."
"That would be interesting because I have a problem with the rhetoric of the bible. Not that most Denominations that I have been to follow it. Especially the Evangelicals."
Blake's eyes narrowed, and I knew I just started a fight. Frankly, I did not give a fuck anymore. "Look," I said, cutting off as Blake was about to talk, "We live in a nation that allows all religions. I am agnostic by choice; I have been to the churches, I have read the bible because I was bored, and I have even read parts of the Khan and the Buddhist and sought scriptures. I have been to churches of various denominations, and I have, with wide open eyes and lots of thought, decided that I am agnostic. Baring a Religious event that god directly touches me, I am not changing my mind, and I would appreciate it if you would respect that choice just as I respect your choice of religion."
Moments passed, and Blake and Donna's eyes narrowed at me. I could feel the fucking judgment and the contemplation if I was a good influence around Sarah. I could feel it getting more intense, and when I saw the frown on Blake's face, I knew that things did not bode well for the agnostic me.
"Donna, how is dinner coming along?' Blake asked.
"Ten more minutes," she said, turning back to her food with a small, victorious smile. Sarah looked at me, hurt.
"Angela, do you mind if we talk in the office."
"Sure," I replied and wondered what was about to go down. I could not hold back when they bluntly started to ask me about religion, and I just could not contain myself. I hated the religious talk, but I also knew a lot about it.
I followed him past another set of couches to a real fireplace with a television above it. So it was the family room, I guess, and just past it were two doors, one straight forward and one to the right. I followed him into the one on the right. It was a small office with a desk up against the wall, an office chair with bookshelves on the opposite side, and a couch right beside the door. I looked at him, and he said, "Please, close the door."
I went ahead and closed it, and he motioned for me to sit down on the couch. I felt already that I was about to be interrogated, and I heard Sarah shouting something in the kitchen, but not very well. "Angela," Blake began as I finished sitting down. "Why do you hate God?"
WHAT THE FLYING FUCK?
"What?"
"I asked why you hate god?"
"Because he hates me," I said with a grin countering him, and he looked at me oddly.
"Why would god hate you?"
"Because he put me in a room with you and started to interrogate me for my religious beliefs when I am here to introduce myself as Sarah's friend."
"Sarah doesn't need bad influences in her life."
"You shouldn't talk about yourself like that, Blake. You are her father, and you should strive to do better," I sneered. I have been nothing but a good friend to Sarah. No, scratch that. She was the one who wanted to be my friend, as I had none. I am a loner at school, and I stand up for myself now. So, Blake, what is this?"
"You should respect your elders," Blake snapped in a calm voice.
"Respect is earned, not freely given; you have not respected me, so why should I respect you?" I asked, and Blake was about to talk when I put up my hand, "I am not done, Blake. I am going to tell you exactly how hard it is for me to react this way to someone. I came here to do Sarah a favor. I really, really wanted to show you what a nice person I can be. To be nice, meet her family, and get along with you. You know what I got in the first five seconds of being in your house? I questioned my religion. That's it. And since then, you have done nothing but disrespect me. So now, you can tell me Why I should respect you."
I crossed my arms and leaned back, waiting as Blake processed my words, "You are a very disrespectful young woman," Blake began, "and I am unsure if I want you to be around my daughter," He sneered.
"And you, Blake, have disrespected me and not answered the question."
"What is your issue with god? Are you a Satanist?"
"You know what, I bet I know more about the fucking bible than you do, Blake." I snapped back, and I could see the challenge in his eyes.
"Oh, you think you know more about the bible than a Pastor?"
That fucking explains it. Sarah was a fucking pastor's daughter. I thought she wasn't, and I was half sure that she told me she wasn't, but here it was with her father telling me that he was, which was just fucking rich, and I started to laugh.
"Okay, Blake, let's have some fun. How do you feel about a religion which you believe in that believes that you should be allowed to own slaves?" I asked bluntly.
"It was a product of the times and the New Testament,"
I shook my head, "No, Jesus Christ endorsed slavery as well as owning their fellow man. Or at least Apostle Paul wrote that he did," I said with a grin, "so don't give me that. In fact, the Bible has instructions on when to free a slave, which also includes freeing the father but owning the children and mother. I read that in the Old Testament, but hey, that is a part of the bible and the Christian belief. So don't give me a product of the time shit. This is a SCRIPTURE; the Seek done believe in owning slaves, and their religion comes from the same time period."
Blake opened and closed his mouth, and I could see a soft smile on his face. "Just because I disagree with that part of the scripture," Blake began, making me shake my head. I love the infante love God has for his people."
"By killing them?" I asked incredulously. "When they did not believe in him for a short period of time, he killed almost the entire population of the world in retaliation. Or a city that no longer believed in him, and he destroyed it. That is some never-ending love for the sinners."
I stood up and looked Blake in the eyes, "If you want your daughter to learn more about the religion, I make a great person to debate with; I know the text of the scripture. I was in a reading craze because I had no friends, and I wondered why the Christian kids hated me so much. So I read the damned bible. I know you have a dozen things that you want to say about my beliefs, but I am not coming into your home for you to question my beliefs! I will not sit down and take it. I will not be pushed around. Your beliefs are your beliefs, and I have mine. If you don't like me as an influence around Sarah, then you can tell her that you don't like me. Seriously, go and do it, but I will be Sarah's friend as long as she wants me to be her friend. The moment that she stops wanting that, then we can part ways no matter how much that hurts me in the doing, but I will not put up with you bullying me into coming to church."
The room went quiet, and Blake leaned back, watching me with grudging respect. "You know what I hate the most in this world? Unbelievers who think they know it all," Blake said, and I sighed.
"YOu know what I hate most in this world? People like you. Who uses religion to justify your hate? Now, BLAKE, are we going to leave this office and enjoy a meal together, or are you going to be a bigoted piece of shit and kick me out. Honestly, I am fine either way because, as the Evangelicals think about it. Money comes to those god adores, and as an eighteen-year-old, I am already rolling in the cash. God must love me more than you."
Blake was stunned by my counter-assault, and he stood up, "Get out, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
I might have taken that last sentence too far, but I am fucking done. I was hungry and pissed for the treatment I had been subjected to. I turned, opened the door, and laughed as I walked around the family room couches toward the kitchen, "Hey Aaron," I said with a massive grin, and Sarah was looking at me with tears in her eyes, "Want to see a massive pair of titties?" I asked, and Aaron turned his head as I undid the buttons on my shirt and pulled it open. Then I lifted my tits out of my bra and bounced a few times.
The widened eyes on his face with the massive blush as if he just got to see god himself made me laugh. "Sorry, Sarah, it seems your dad is a bigot and refuses to see reason," I said as I put my breasts away and realized Blake had not followed me out. Probably thinking something to say through his anger, "Your dad and mom make terrible hosts, and you are horrible people, Donna and Blake. Who the fuck asks someone something so incredibly personal when you first meet?" Donna looked stunned at me as I continued to assault them verbally, "Sarah is a remarkable young woman who just wanted you to meet her friend. Then you treat me like I murdered someone. You are unworthy of my respect." I walked past Sarah toward the front of the house but turned around and saw Aaron look at me with star-struck eyes. I turned to Sarah.
"Sorry, this did not work out. I should have tried harder to contain my words, but I lost it when they did not even ask about my fucking hobbies before my religion. Fucking disgusting things your parents are. I am sorry that you got dealt this trash, although I guess it is better than a pair of drug addicts."
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BITCH!" Donna suddenly yelled, and I turned around and walked out angrily. I unlocked the door of my car and saw Donna follow me out. Aaron was beside her, looking at me like a hero as I got into my car. "DON'T YOU DARE BE AROUND MY DAUGHTER IN THE FUTURE, YOU LITTLE HUSSY!"
"GO FUCK YOURSELF DONNA! YOU ARE A TRASH MOTHER!" I yelled back before shutting my car door, turning it on, and driving away.
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FUCK THIS FUCKING SUCKED!
I drove pissed off and angry in a way that I had not been in a long fucking time. I lost my temper without meaning, too, and I really fucked up. I permanently scarred my relationship with Sarah there. I knew it, and I should have been able to hold it in better, but I couldn't when they were just so fucking rude to me. It reminded me of all the bullying for years, and I promised myself.
I WOULD NOT ALLOW MYSELF TO BE BULLIED!
Everything changed once I decided that, and my life changed for the better. I had lovers, I had a girlfriend, and I had a friend like Daniel if you could consider him a friend. My life became better, and I don't care if I have to ruin my relationship with Sarah. I would not back down from defending myself.
I did not care about religion that much anyway, but the sheer disrespect and the judgment were too much. I could not control my anger and hate toward her parents. They were everything I feared when I learned of her religious tendencies, and I sighed, pulling up to my destination.
I was parked out of Crystals house with a pure anger that I needed to vent and I knew Crystal would love it. I got out of the car and locked it walking up to Crystal's gate. "Excuse me," I heard a voice say suddenly and i turned slowly and saw Karen with a victorious look in her eyes, "You cannot park there, City ordinance, five hundred dollar fine."
"Okay, thank you for letting me know," I said before turning and pressing the button for the gate.
"Excuse me!" The woman said louder and more condescendingly, "You can't park there!"
The buzzer rang, and I closed my eyes and turned to her just as I heard the phone being picked up. "No, I can fucking park there, lady. It costs me five hundred dollars too. So fucking what? I have five fucking hundred dollars to spend on a parking space! NOW FUCK OFF!" I snapped at her, pointing in the direction I guess she came from.
"You can't talk to me like that,"
"Is Everything okay, Angela?"
"I CAN FUCKING TALK TO YOU HOWEVER I CHOSE THEY ARE FUCKING WORDS! Now," I decreased the volume and tried to calm down, which was getting harder by the second.
"I'll be there in a second."
"Leave me alone,"
"Move your car!"
"Fuck off, lady, I am here to see my girlfriend, and I just want to be left alone. I will pay the city fine when they deal it out to me. Now, Please, leave me alone. This is the last time I am going to say it politely."
I was at my wit's end. I could feel my anger getting to its peak, and I was starting to tremble. My glare at the woman made her turn back up. I turned, and I saw Crystal opening the door with a worried look in her eyes as Karen ran away, and I pushed open the gate. I walked up to Crystal and grabbed her, making her yelp in surprise. I slammed the door shut, and I barely registered when I pinned her to the wall, robbing her of the ability to move as I held her up by her wrists and pulled her pants down. I could see the confused desire in her eyes.
"I need to vent, so get ready to become a piece of meat for me to fuck, Minx," I said, the anger in my voice self-evident. Crystal's eyes lit up, and she consented without a word as I tore off her pants and hoisted her up as my cock left my panties on its own as it grew erect. I barely even felt the head of my cock probing a hole of some sort when I thrust up into her, and I felt her spread around me, but it was a little dry, and Crystal moaned and shuddered.
"that is my ass," She groaned, and I barely registered that in my head as I dropped her down on my cock feeling her ass easily stretch open for me. Crystal moaned, and I could feel her relaxing her body as I thrust up into her before lifting her off and thrusting up into her again. I could not believe the amount of bullshit I had to put up with in the last hour.
HOW FUCKING DARE THEY!
WHO THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY ARE!
FUCK THAT PASTOR ASSHOLE!
HE FUCKING DOESN'T KNOW SHIT!
I barely felt the passing of time as I seethed in my anger, and I was suddenly startled by an overwhelming pleasure that shook my head. I released my seed deep inside my Minx without even realizing I had reached the edge with how angry I was. I clued in, and I saw Crystal wrapping her arms around my neck and holding on for dear life as she bit and screamed out while I filled her spasming ass. My skirt and shirt were soaked for some reason, and my cock felt really good. It took me a second to realize that I was in Crystal's house and that I had just used her to release my anger.
I was still furious, though, and I sneered at the thought of those two.
"Are you okay?" I heard whispered in my ear, and I looked at Crystal, who smiled lazily, "You fucked me a little raw there, Angela. You barely even registered that you came. Is everything okay?"
"Not really," I said, anger lacing my voice, "I am pissed, and that bitch brought me to the brink. I am not kidding when I say I was about to fucking kick her ass for nothing more than bothering me." I admitted, and Crystal smiled.
"You would have done me a huge favor if you did that, although I would not like the repercussions."
"Well, I was majorly disrespected," I replied, and Crystal raised a questioning eyebrow, although I could tell she was a bit exhausted from the harsh fuck I just gave her with my cock wholly sheathed in her behind. "I went to Sarah's house because she wanted me to meet her parents. Guess what the first thing they asked me was?"
"About your cock?" Crystal guessed.
"About my Religion."
"What?" Crystal looked at me dumbfounded, "Why the fuck would you ask that? Who cares what religion you are? At least bring it up in a conversation. But making that part of your greeting?"
"EXACTLY!" I yelled on accident, and Crystal flinched.
I picked Crystal up and unsheathed my cock from her ass. "Oh, Fuck you are huge, and I love it." Crystal moaned.
"I really needed that," I said, feeling a lot better as my feelings were a little validated. "Like, Who the fuck asks that as part of their greetings. Seriously, Her son was staring at my breasts, which, I mean," I shrugged, and Crystal giggled.
"How old was he?"
"I don't know. I would say Grade eight?"
"Then hormones did not help, and you have fucking amazingly massive breasts, Angela."
"I was not really mad about that, but, I mean, come on, reprimand him at least. But I teased him about it, and she ignored that for the fact that I told her that I am not a Christian."
"Did you say something else?"
"Well, after a bit, yeah," I admitted, "But I was so thrown off and felt disrespected I lost all respect for them! What the fuck and I supposed to do when someone starts to question my beliefs? So, I might have turned my questions on them. You know, back when I was younger, I read the bible?"
"Why?"
"I wanted to understand why the Christian kids wouldn't hang out with me," I admitted, "I had no friends, Crystal. So, I looked into the bible and did not like what I read personally. Sure, they can have their beliefs, but those are not mine. But I just wanted to have a nice dinner with them. That's all," I sighed, "I bet that Sarah is going to be pissed at me. Her Dad yelled at me to get out and not to go near his daughter. Know what I said?"
"Told him to fuck off. Please tell me you did not tell him that you were fucking her."
"No, Not that far, But I told him that I would be her friend for as long as she wanted to be my friend, then I told him to fuck off, and I may have told him that God loved me more than him because I make more money than him."
Crystal started to laugh, and I could not help but join her for a minute or two before my grumbling belly spoke up. "Dinner?"
"Haven't eaten yet? Got anything?"
"No, But we can order. What do you want?"
"Dealers' choice, as long as it is filling."
"Well, I don't want to decide. So Pizza it is," Crystal said, pulling out her phone and starting to order as I moved to the couch and sat down with a large sigh.
Crystal finished up quickly as I just blankly looked at the ceiling and knew I fucked up badly. I felt like shit, and I sighed loudly again, wondering what was going to happen. "You okay?"
"Not really; I am anxious and guilty. I left Sarah in a bad spot at home."
"She also put you up to it. She put you in that position and knew how her parents would be. I don't know about Sarah, but I already knew your stance on religion, and I am pretty sure it came up with her. So she had to have guessed this might have happened." Crystal sighed, "I remember a time when I had a friend I knew my parents would not like because of their piercings. When I brought them over, everything I thought would happen happened because I knew my parents and friends. I put my friend in that position, not my friend putting me in that position. In my opinion, Sarah and her parents are more at fault than you are. You were the one disrespected and challenged. You can't expect someone to be confronted with their beliefs, to lie down and take it."
"Well, I could have tempered myself a bit more."
"You? Temper yourself? You are her Mistress; you are her god. Why the fuck should you bow down to her parents like some subservient bitch. You have no obligation to her for that. I would hate to see you not defending yourself. It makes you hot and confident and is part of who you are. Don't take no one's shit, even mine." Crystal snapped back, making me look at her. She grinned, stripped off the torn clothes that I had ripped apart, and grinned. "Let me take care of you for a bit. Just relax and stop thinking about things for a bit."
Crystal walked around naked, her light brown hair bobbing a little as she bounced a little and got on her knees before me and grinned as she spread my legs. "Do you mind if I play with your pussy a bit Mistress? I want you to forget everything," Crystal asked with a soft smile, and I looked at her and thought about it.
"Fuck it, Sure; I have been thinking that I might have overreacted to the first time I used my pussy and cock at the same time."
"Don't worry, Mistress, I will ensure that you will enjoy it. Lay back and relax and let yourself go limp," Crystal said as I felt her hands on my thighs, softly stroking my legs as she slowly crept up to my pussy with her hands, and I suddenly felt her tongue touch the base of my cock. I felt her tongue glide up my dick before taking it deep as her fingers teased the folds of my pussy. I felt her finger on my clit, sending a spark up my spine as she took my cock down her throat so deep I could barely see the base of my cock before she pulled back. She sucked out any of the leftover semen from my urethra that was left over, making me shiver as her fingers started to softly stroke my clit, slowly bringing it out of the clitoral hood, making me moan louder, and I tried to relax more into it.
I allowed myself to let loose and forget as Crystal pushed her fingers into me and her thumb against my clit. I moaned as she started to finger fuck me. As she licked the head of my cock and stroked the length of my cock slowly, sending a shiver and spark to my head, and my toes curled a little as she slowly played with my pussy and cock at the same time. It became easier and easier for me to relax as Crystal just orally fucked me. I could not think anymore, and the anger slowly dissipated. I moaned louder and louder as she continued to pleasure me without restraint. My mind was gone, and her speed started to pick up suddenly at some point. My drifted mind started to get hit by wave after wave of leg-trembling pleasure, and I cried out without restraint, and I felt my balls fill up and release a tide of cum that was promptly sucked out of my cock like it was the most delicious thing n the world.
"Holy fuck, that was good," I moaned, looking down slowly, and my cock throbbed inside Crystal's mouth as she slowly pulled back and showed me a mouth full of my thick creamy semen.
Then her mouth closed, and she showed me her mouth now empty of cum, and she moved up to me and grinned, "How do you feel now, Mistress? Feeling better?"
"Yeah, That was really great," I told her honestly.
"Good, I want you to relax. You have been stressed out, and things keep happening to you one after another."
That made me sigh, and Crystal was suddenly in my lap, looking down at me. "Stop worrying about it. Worrying about things is not going to help them at this time. Have you made any decisions that you regret?"
"Not really," I replied honestly.
"Then what will happen will happen, and nothing can change that for good or for worse. Now, the pizza should be here soon, and then we are going to go up to bed a little early, although it is not that early, and you are going to lay down and let me ride your cock till you pass out. Understood?"
I nodded, and Crystal smiled, "You know, and don't stress out. But Becky called, and she said everything is looking healthy at this point. She and her crank of a husband are excited to raise the kid."
"Do we know a gender?" I asked curiously.
"Come on, you can't know that yet."
"Right, I wasn't thinking. At least, I think it is fourteen weeks, if not a bit later."
"Yup, but I am not kidding. We chatted for a bit, and Becky was extremely excited and happy. She also would not mind a romp in the sack with you, although she wanted me to ask you to be a bit lighter on her next time because of the kid."
"Okay, I was planning on calling her soon anyway. Need a cumdump during the day." I chuckled, "Minx, today has been a fucked up one. I saw Jake this morning, and I fucked him and made some plans with Daniel. Then, things with my teachers and Lunch were at least nice. I fucked Tracy then there was volleyball practice which I learned something that hurt my ego a bit. Then, oh yeah, I haven't told you," I said with a genuine smile on my face.
"Oh, What haven't you told me?"
"Alex's parents are the couple I dominated at the swingers' convention. So I did it again, and now," I started to laugh sadistically without restraint, "I fucking took Alex's parents as my new slaves. Her entire family is my fucking bitch slaves, and they all love it."
Crystal looked at me, shocked, "No fucking way."
"I am not fucking with you in the least. Alex was so fucking turned on that she wanted to swear her life to me, more or less. I accepted, too, which I think I told you. I am thinking of making a party where Alex publicly admits to being my bitch. I think it would be a lot of fun."
"Well, yeah, I do remember that, and we needed to talk about that, but dominating her entire family is fucking brutal, and I love it. We should invite her parents to hand her off into slavery and make it something fucking depraved."
"Well, I think I should fuck her mother before her to show my dominance over Alex's entire life so we can make something suitably depraved for her mother and father too."
"Fuck, I am getting turned on just thinking about it. Of course, I am still your number one Girlfriend, but I love your sadistic mind towards all of us. I love it; I love you," Crystal said in a more serious tone, and she took my lips. I wrapped my arms around her, and she deepened the kiss and pushed my head into the cushion of the couch.
Suddenly, it ended as the bell rang, and Crystal went up and walked to the door naked. I turned my head to see her open the door. She pulled out some cash from her purse, and I got to see that delivery girl that I had seen here a couple of times when we were fucking.
"Oh, Um, you know, you're naked," The girl commented.
"Yup, Like what you see? My girlfriend over there is even more impressive. You should come by sometime when you are free; a cute girl like you would be great to watch riding her cock."
The girl stammered, and Crystal handed her the cash and waved her goodbye before closing the door on the confused delivery driver. I chuckled. "You do have a sadistic side, Minx. That was fantastic," I chuckled, and Crystal put the pizza down in front of me.
"Let's eat, and I am not sadistic. I was offering the girl something she was clearly interested in. I guarantee that whenever she hears this address, she comes here hoping to work up the courage to join us but backs out because she is scared."
"Maybe," I said with a shrug, not seeing it myself, and Crystal shook her head.
I got up opened the pizza box, and devoured it. I really should be eating healthier, but I was hungry and did not want to cook. I did not even want to think about picking something either, and Crystal enjoyed herself as well. We both ate, and Crystal turned on the television and put on some random anime which I had no fucking idea what it was about. Was it something with magical girls?
That was up until the moment that things took a complete pornographic turn that made me exclaim, 'What the fuck!' making Crystal chuckle, but we finished dinner before the second episode started, and I got up.
"My stuff is out in the car," I sighed, and Crystal nodded.
"Go grab your stuff since even if your skirt is a bit wet, you are in better condition than I am. Then I am going to go upstairs and prepare some things for you. See you in a minute."
I got up and walked out of the house, leaving the door open. I went to my car, which was missing a parking ticket, and grabbed my bag before turning around and heading inside. I shook my head as I entered and ensured that I locked my car door and the house door behind me. I brought my backpack upstairs with me and set it to the side.
When I opened the door to Crystal's bedroom, a soft purple glow allowed me to see everything, but it was oddly soothing. I walked in, and Crystal called out, "Strip, I got everything ready for you."
I did as she asked, stripped my clothes, and walked to where I heard her voice. I saw Crystal in a mockery of a micro bikini that hit nothing and only decorated her wonderful C-cup breasts. Her hair was done up in pigtails like when we first met, and the bikini was just a black strap under her breasts and a triangle around her nipples before moving around to her back. Her pussy was the same, with the bikini bottom covering nothing, and I felt my cock throb as I looked at her.
"I see you're excited to see me," Crystal smiled. "Shower, then bed, Mistress. Let me treat you tonight."
I followed her into the shower, and she pushed me back against the wall and turned on the hot water. The water started to pour down on us, but Crystal did not seem to care as she got on her knees and put my hard cock between her breasts, and smiled. "I haven't done this in a while," Crystal commented, and suddenly her breasts were a new pussy, and her mouth took my head.
Crystal started to move her entire body in order to pleasure me, and I moaned as the hot water came from all around, relaxing me in the heat. The bikini helped her breasts smash together, and her hands teased my pussy and balls as she gave me a boobjob while giving me head. I was in heaven, blissing out as she catered to me completely, and I lost myself relaxing and suddenly moaned, releasing my thick cream into her mouth, which she gleefully sucked out of me, making my hips feel like they were melting.
I was toast, and my mind was starting to drift. Crystal smiled and started to help me wash up quickly, and we were suddenly out of the shower. I dried off with her, and it was like a slide show. Exhaustion from the day was hitting me hard, and I collapsed on the bed, and Crystal got up and mounted my cock. She dropped her hips down on my dick, and she moaned. "Go to sleep, Mistress, and dream sweet dreams. I will see you in the morning."
My eyes were heavy, and Crystal did all the work, sending more and more pleasure to my head. For several minutes I laid back and enjoyed her work till I hit the edge and quickly went over, flooding her womb as my cock kissed her cervix, and she moaned, lulling me to sleep, and my eyes closed, ending this damned Monday.
Comments
Madjic
Honestly, it is close to my politics but not quite. I just don't want to really bring politics to my books that are not for it. But Angela naturally would have either an extreme Conservative Ideology or a Liberal to socialist Ideology just because of her intersex status in the USA. It's just how it is with how you grow up. Either you become more close-minded or are forced to be open-minded, and with how I wrote her. I don't want to go much into it because although I have my political beliefs, I am not writing books about them. (futanari system is a book with politics though so it is an exception)
Shamim
💯, that will be a 10/10 chapter, I would fucking really love that shit, Rage sadistc fucking!.
Janjan2341
Here’s a idea that could be used in a chapter further down the line how bout Sarah’s mom have a Netori situation with Angela where she meets Angela at her work then Angela makes her experience psychological torture and pleasure making her into Angela’s new devotee slave
Plame
Me too.
The Theoritizer
I believe that politics were never not a part of stories, heck, you can find politics in the bible. But maybe that's only because I 100% agree with yours lol
