She added, “I’ll be in touch on your first commission, once it’s prudent to do so.”

  “That’s wonderful,” amazing, a bit shocking, but I suspected I’d need it soon. In less than a year I’d have nine goddesses, a witch, and who knew who else to support.

  Of course, we went out dancing to celebrate, which we’d have done anyway.

  June and Brenna were both incredibly graceful on their feet, and they moved their bodies in ways that should be illegal given how seductively provocative they were. Dancing with them was a joy and pure foreplay. But… Lily, the goddess of inspiration in dance, put them to shame, her flexibility, stimulating movements, and her body was all made for dancing. She was entirely breathtaking, and she really liked winding me up. In fact, the bolder I got with my hands and my looks of desire, the more wanton and wilder her movements and the way she moved against me became.

  She seemed to eat up my attention and heated desire even more than June.

  It was a hell of a night, and it ended the exact moment she said breathily in my ear, “Take me to bed, honey,” in a breathy out of control tone full of sultry lust and needy desire, her warm gray eyes full of surrender and a bold lust that stole my breath.

  Turns out June had been right, after all. As hard as Amber was being, our Lily was taking to it a lot faster than even June had.

  June gave me a loving look, winked, and disappeared right off the dance floor, taking Brenna with her to Brenna’s room. The message was clear, she was giving us time alone for our first time and to get to know each other a bit, before being introduced to our threesome, now foursome craziness.

  Chapter Three

  Her soft silken lips were conforming to mine, and so very aggressive and bold in the breathy way she kissed me, yet still conforming to my own. Her hands felt like they were everywhere, as I lost myself in a fog of lust and firmly explored her body with my hands, save between her legs and her breasts for the moment.

  We’d barely taken in my bedroom after the teleport, before she’d pressed herself against me firmly in surrender, melting her body against me aggressively, and conforming her curves to my hard planes and angles. Her extremely soft blonde hair was silky to the touch, soft, and her sweet panting breaths of desire were driving me crazy.

  She was lost in me, lost in our potent sexual tension, surrendering to it all already with a bold breathless need.

  I was sure as hell as lost in her. Her sweet scent, her supplely lithe body, and I moaned into her mouth as I found her firm supple and so sexily petite bubbled ass and squeezed possessively.

  Her sweet whimper as our kiss grew sloppy in our neediness and boiling over lust finally made us break it. She backed up, the warm promise of bliss in her eyes as she looked so intently and lustfully into mine, all while she seductively reached for her dresses zipper, and took it down slowly. Even now she was seducing me, trying to ensnare me with lust for her further, as she did a slow strip tease for me, while I stripped out of my own clothes.

  Her eyes widened with delight when she saw my fat eight-inch cock standing at attention, and she teasingly spun around, bent at the waist, and slowly lowered her panties for me. Her breath fast from both our dancing and our sexual excitement.

  Her panties slowly slid down her gloriously long legs, but my eyes were squarely on her petite bubbled ass, so fair and firm, as well as her delicious mound. A petite little mound between her mouthwatering thigh gap, with generous folds between, the kind of folds a man’s tongue could get lost in.

  I definitely shocked her then, stepping forward and interrupting her seduction, as I grabbed her hips firmly, spun her around, and bent her over the bed.

  Then I was on my knees and sticking my nose into that sexy ass, while I feasted on her glistening arousal covered sex. A deep moan of pleasure escaped my lips and my cock twitched hard, at her delicious taste, at the same time a shocked and pleasure filled gasp left hers.

  She said, “Gods, she was right, you’re a bull in bed, fuck… lick my pussy. My naughty pussy loves it. Oh, honey, you’re good at that, your tongue is perfection, but knead my ass harder. I like a much firmer touch on my tits as well. Not mauling, but don’t treat them like they’re fragile. They’re not nearly as sensitive as June’s.”

  I mumbled into her pussy, “How?”

  She giggled wickedly, “We had a very frank and naughty woman to woman conversation while upgrading my wardrobe to owned goddess. Shit, that’s so good, spank my ass! I like a little sting with my pleasure.”

  Fuck, just like the other two that way. Not pain sluts, but liking a firm and sometimes harsh hand, and no doubt liked it a little rough. Which really worked for me. Which made sense considering everything, but still drove me wild.

  I spanked her hard, which made her howl and then pant wildly in naughty pleasure.

  “Owned goddess?”

  She spoke breathily, while her body started to squirm and push back into my face, and I knew she was close. It had to be the long night of grinding and foreplay dancing that had her really wound up if she was cumming this fast for me.

  “Yes, owned. Need to dress the part. So good, you taking my pussy with your mouth, demanding it like I’m yours to debauch.”

  “You want to dress for me.”

  Her legs started to quiver as she arched her back and ground back against my lips and tongue.

  “Yes, need, want, will, all of the above. Do you like my pussy?”

  I moaned, “Delicious, gorgeous,” then sucked in her clit, swirled it, banged two fingers into her tight passage, and spanked her hard.

  She howled, bucked powerfully, then her keening pants froze as she cried out in ecstasy. So hot, cumming for me, and I just kept licking and moaning in approval, as I sucked in her generous amount of liquid ecstasy.

  I stood up and slammed it in, fuck she was tight, and not just because she was clenching so hard as she came. Her hot flesh was pure luxurious pleasure around me, satiny bliss along my cock, as I drove my cock into her hard again and again, while she was cumming, screaming, and squirming wildly for me.

  Another one that had no shame, all my women were vocal in bed, and this one seemed to like dirty talk as much as the twins. Just as submissive, but not nearly as surrendering as June and Brenna.

  She was pure ecstasy wrapped around my full length, as my pelvis slammed into her tight little ass and made it shake for me. I paused a moment to enjoy it, and to let her cum down and get used to being so full.

  She gasped out as she came down, “I meant the shape and appearance.”

  “Love it, that’s why I had to interrupt your strip show, as soon as I saw it, I needed my mouth on it.”

  She trembled under me, “That’s so hot,” then squeezed around me tightly as she rolled her hips and stuck up her ass, milking me and drawing an unconscious moan of pleasure from my lips.

  “What is?”

  She panted, “Taking what you want so forcefully, goddess my head is swimming.”

  I also took her milking grind to mean she was ready, so I gave her a sharp swat, grabbed her hair by entwining my hand in her roots, then started to pound her with a tight little circle grind at the end to churn her cunt and hopefully hit her g-spot and put pressure on her clit. I hadn’t explored her body yet, so it was guesswork for the moment, her g-spot anyway.

  Her sexy ass was so firm, shaking so wildly but just for a split-second each time that I slammed home into my cock’s paradise.

  Her sweet and wild pants of pleasure were driving me wild, and she wasn’t the only one that had been getting worked up all night. I wasn’t going to last long this first round, just long enough.

  She spoke between a panting rhythm that matched the plowing drives of my cock, her sex grasping my sensitive skin and pulling on it so deliciously, the silken sliding pleasure along my cock head was sending me close to the edge fast.

  “Harder, spank my ass harder, she was so right, so right. Take me, use me for your pleasure, gods, Mark. Oh honey, I’m going to cum for you, I’m going to cum so hard for you. Pound my pussy, own it, and claim it as yours.”

  I growled, “What was she right about?”

  She gasped out, “I’ve never felt hotter, sexier, more desired and owned, or more pleasure than in the way you’re taking me right now. I belong to you, Mark. My body is yours, and I have faith my heart will follow.”

  “Damn, gorgeous, cum for me!” I tried ordering it, because I was done. Her naughty words and then her words of submission had pushed me over hard. There was no stopping the huge eruption, it’d already started as my legs went numb, my balls boiled, and my eyesight grew dim.

  Then all that tension broke in a potent release that sent ecstasy radiating through every nerve in my body, it was electrifying, and at the same time I started to pump my seed deep within Lily’s milking passage.

  My orgasm triggered her second one, and I managed to swat her if a little sloppily, to intensify it for her by introducing another sharp sting to the warm burn that was no doubt already there.

  She howled, convulsed wildly, milking my cum eagerly, sucking me in and trying to pull me deeper into her sex, the pleasure of it was blinding.

  When we crashed down from our heights, we were both gasping.

  Then I pulled out, got onto the bed, and pulled her tightly against me. I unsnapped her bra, and pulled it off of her. Her fair creamy rounded b-cup breasts were topped with bright pink nipples, and I started to immediately play with them, while she panted and put her hand on me.

  She whispered, “Harder, honey,” as she ran a hand through my hair and then held the back of my neck as she arched her body and pressed her breasts against my face and hand.

  I grinned as I kissed up to her lips, and then kissed her languidly.

  “I was just introducing myself.”

  She giggled, “I see.”

  “So any plans yet,” I asked, “I want to know about you, we’ll get to round two soon enough.”

  She smirked, “Not yet. I don’t think I can dance anymore, not exotically, besides for you and the rest of your harem.”

  I gave her a surprised look.

  She winked, “June didn’t hold back, and I’m glad she didn’t. Point being I don’t want to be a cock tease anymore, and there’s only one man I want to turn on and seduce with my body. But, I was thinking I might like to manage a gentleman’s club. Inspire the girls there to be better dancers, and not just flash themselves seductively, as well as make them better cock teases. That sounds like a blast, I think I could have the most successful one in the city, with my guidance.”

  I chuckled, “Alright. That can probably be arranged. I bet June and I could afford to go fifty-fifty on it, and own it while you run it. That way you wouldn’t have an owner second guessing your management style and purpose.”

  She nodded, “Or extorting blowjobs for jobs. So what are you planning with your newfound riches besides buy me a strip joint?” she said that last with a naughty giggle.

  I said, “Well, we’ll be eleven including me, in less than three more months. Three more waves, twenty-seven days. I’m thinking I need to finish this house’s restoration and flip it, but we should also buy a new house now. It’ll be hard to close on a house in four weeks, but in twenty-seven days there’ll be two more goddesses, and you already don’t have a room.

  “I was thinking fifteen rooms. Eleven for us with four to grow for kids, family, or just Brenna’s family coming for a visit? I’m not sure.”

  She shook her head, “I think nine would be plenty. We don’t sleep, and June filled me in on the plan. It’s likely three to four will be in this bed, while the other six are broken into triads, or two mixing triads on a three-day alternating light. We really just need big closets.”

  “So, three rooms for all the goddesses and one for me. One for Brenna. That leaves four extra at nine. I can see that, and the extras can also be used while the new goddesses come to terms with things. Are you sure?”

  She nodded, “June feels the same, we don’t want to be alone. I’m going to want to be with my sister goddesses, when it’s not my day to hang all over you. Also, one of those spare rooms needs to be June’s office, unless there’s room for her to have one downstairs.”

  I grinned, “Okay, we’ll go with that then.”

  She slid on top of me, gripped my cock to line it up, and impaled herself, while her gray eyes were filled with lust.

  I smiled, “You feel amazing around me, but what brough that on?”

  She bit her lip, “You just took my advice and went with it, and that turned me on so much I can’t see straight. You also offered to buy a club, just so I could have an outlet for my mantel. Fuck, you are so hot, and I love this cock in me.”

  That was just standard spoiling policy. I owned them, but I also wanted to give them everything they desired and needed, just as badly as they wanted to be mine. It was a powerful thing, the desire to lay the world at this goddess’s feet, to guide her and be there for her. Of course I’d agreed, she’d told me what they really wanted, taking all the guesswork out of it.

  I said, “My pleasure, literally as it happens,” I trailed off in a moan, as she started to gyrate, churning herself around me while squeezing around me in ripples. It was beyond amazing.

  I reached up and started to treat her breasts firmly, with squeezes, nipple brushes, pinches, pulls, and rolls, as well as a harsh twist or two, all while she worked me with nothing but churning grinds and squeezes that milked me hard. So hot around me, while her soft gray eyes burned lustfully.

  Her pussy clenched so hard for me, when I teased and pleased her nipples, and her sweet gasps and wild pants told me I was getting it right, while also starting to grind up into her from below. Once I’d gotten her rhythm and pattern of circles, forward, and squeezing grinds as she gyrated above me, it was simple to come up with my own complementary counterpoint approach for both our pleasure.

  It was also insanely good, it was like she was dance fucking, the way she moved her body so sensually above me, a goddess riding me for my pleasure. Giving herself, submitting herself, in wanton abandon for my pleasure, and she was getting a whole lot in return.

  “You are so adorably sexy, and you feel so good.”

  She bit her lip, “You should know the witch gave me a potion, even if we didn’t discuss that kind of thing.”

  I laughed, “Right, I don’t think June and I ever discussed contraception at all, all month of me filling her. It just feels natural to do so, and you do belong to me.”

  She quivered around me wildly, her whole-body trembling for a moment in shock, and she pushed her breasts harder into my hands, “That is so wrong, how hard that hit me. I really am yours, Mark,” she said in breathy wonder, lust still burning in her eyes as she looked down on me.

  The pleasure of her riding me was exquisite, but it was the kind of pleasure that could last forever, she wasn’t bouncing on me, and not going too fast, so it was all just a dreamy lust-filled decadent bliss as she rode me, just to give me that pleasure, while we talked.

  Of course, that was my stamina, apparently it was better for her, because she came for me beautifully, and I ran my hands to grip her ass, hold her upright, while I ground her sex through it to increase her pleasure. She was so damned adorably hot, cumming so beautifully for me. Her eyes dazed and already showing hints of devotion in her vulnerable ecstasy.

  Then we chatted for a bit, getting to know one another. She was bold, fearless, shameless about her body, and as she’d already said she’d been a cock tease. Not to boyfriends, she didn’t lead men on that way just to be cruel or bitchy, but she enjoyed her effect on them so much that she’d chosen a career where she could tease men in a place where it wasn’t just expected and encouraged, but the rules.

  I also figured out she’d be as much of an exhibitionist and voyeur as June was, at least when it came to family, and I suspected she’d be a little more open to public naughtiness than even the honey-blonde version of June.

  She wasn’t surrendering submissive in bed, but she was submissive in the sense that she wanted and greatly enjoyed being manhandled forcefully, taken in an out of control way.

  Outside of sex and sexuality, which was near and dear to a nymph goddess’s heart, so wasn’t just me being a shallow ass, I learned quite a bit about her as well. Absurd or not, she lustfully worked for my pleasure and holding me close to the edge, while we discussed the usual first date getting to know you subjects.

  She for instance, loved dancing to hard rock on stage as much as she did sexually charged songs of the modern variety. She loved listening to all music, and did all forms of dance, but she preferred the sensual side of it. The more sensual and provocative the dance, the more she enjoyed it.

  She liked to go to musicals and ballet, all expressions of dance were in her wheelhouse that way, but she felt no overriding need to do it herself.

  Not much different from my preference of painting, over other art. That didn’t mean I was incapable of sculpting a masterpiece, or enjoying the work of others in those mediums, but when it came to my personal preference, I’d always choose a paint palette.

  She also liked books, outdoor sports such as skiing, motorbikes, and sailing.

  After about an hour of chatting on the edge of ecstatic bliss, while she breathily learned as much about me as I did about her, I pushed her off me, got on my knees, and got behind her.

  She tried to playfully resist, but a sharp spank froze her, and by the time she recovered I had a firm hold of her hair and my cock buried deep within her. She gasped as she arched her back, stuck her ass up high, and started bouncing back into me as hard as I was plowing her from behind.

  Even better, we were facing the mirror over the dresser, so I could see her generous B cups shaking wildly even as I saw her ass vibrating, each time I slammed home into her. Doggie style was already an intense position, but even more so when our eyes locked through the mirror.