*Note on tags:* Being that this is _long_, the tags are essentially too many to list, and some are omitted out of spoiler concerns. What _does_ bear mentioning, is that it does _not_ include water sports, scat, bestiality, underage characters or incest.
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## Father
The bus rattled along the dusty road into the Colorado mountains, throwing up a tall, heavy plume as it forged through the terrain, thick white sheets hung in the windows to shield its precious cargo from the impure world outside; the twelve young women that would be the mothers of a new age of humanity.
The driver was a tall, slim and severe man by the name of Clark Epson, although he styled himself ‘Father’. He wore his black hair short, but for the steadily growing bald spot on his crown, and his cheeks were shaven, drawing the attention of anyone looking at him to his hooked nose flanked by glittering, sky blue eyes.
As he carefully navigated the broken terrain he clenched the wheel tight, and taking each turn with the greatest of care, he drew ever closer to their new home, a decommissioned missile silo he had gone to great lengths and expense to refurbish and make suitable for the looming apocalypse. It was stocked with food, water and medicine, and seeing as it only needed to house thirteen people, a lot of living space had been turned over to sustainable indoor farming projects to keep them alive for however long they would need to be, all powered by a geothermal generator reaching deep into the Rockies for its lifeblood.
The disciples had been selected with the greatest of care as well, young girls in their prime, discovered on the campuses of college campuses and found to be suitable in their beauty and health, not to mention their understanding that the world was not as stable as it seems, and not ready for their brilliance; disciples who understood the truth of Clark’s words when he told them of impending doom and the necessity of shielding humanity’s best from what was to come.
Among all who had heard Clark speak, these were the ones that had listened, that had seen that he was in truth their Father, the father of a new world, a world into which humanity would emerge pure, reborn from them, a world with no more war, no more strife.
With a sigh of relief, Clark saw the heavy steel door of the silo drawing near. Time had been short always, but by the time the twelfth had been found and added to the fold, far too short indeed. For all anyone knew, it could already be too late, but now, with the doors in sight, he knew his flock could feel safe at last. Knocking heavily on the closed door to the back, he gave a simple order.
“We are near. Get ready to make your way inside.” he said, before returning all of his attention to the now straighter and paved road comprising the final mile.
“Understood.” came a disciple’s voice from behind, and over the roar of the engine and the clattering of small rocks thrown up into the undercarriage of the bus he could hear the frantic activity of preparations to disembark.
Finally, the bus drew up at the heavy door, and as soon as father opened the back door, the twelve young women filed out with a singular purpose and made their way quickly to and through the vaulted opening, making their way inside with practiced efficiency.
“If it’s on the bus, it’s lost!” Clark clarified, and each of the disciples nodded in assent and understanding, one of them turning back to make a quick round of the vehicle but finding nothing.
Inside, with their help, he drew the heavy door shut, and with enormous effort turned the wheel that locked it tight, before they all proceeded to the next door, sealing that as well.
“Your quarters are on twelve.” Clark announced to the disciples. “Go there and leave your things, have a rest and a stretch, or a shower, and we will meet in the conference room for briefing at four.”
The young women nodded in assent, and scurried off down the stairs, leaving Clark to make his way down to his own quarters on five, above the conference room, where he stepped out of his jeans and t-shirt to replace them, after a shower of his own, with garments more befitting his station; long, loose trousers made from black silk and a long-sleeved shirt to match.
It was a little before four when he made his way to the conference room, and found each of the girls waiting for him, eager to hear his words of wisdom. They too had changed into suitable attire, the short linen skirts and loose tank tops he had provided, that they might be inspired by the sight of each others bodies to maintain their health and beauty through the end of the world.
“Sisters, we are safe at last!” Clark began his oration. “In this vault we will stay safe from the ravages of the world above, and it is from here we will emerge to seed the surface of the scourged world when the time comes!”
“Behold!” he said, turning around to turn on the large screen behind him on the wall to show a birds eye view of the National Mall. “From here we can watch the corrupt world above as it devours itself from within and burns itself to ashes.”
He turned back to the sisters, and began handing out sheets of paper. “For now, we must labor and work, to keep ourselves alive and healthy.”
“These are your work assignments.” he continued. “You’ll find your tasks on there, along with the levels on which your work will take place.”
“The first order of business is to get the farms…” he began, but stopped as he saw the eager expressions on their faces turn to abject horror as they looked up at the screen.
Turning around, he saw what had frightened them so, and he joined with them in shock and horror. Above the Capitol, the sky was streaked with fire, and even as they watched the Mall was engulfed in a horrific inferno for the briefest of moments, before the camera was engulfed with it and the screen cut unceremoniously to black.
## Sister Emily
“Put that down, Tia.” Emily said impatiently. “It’s fragile.”
“I know that.” Tia said defensively. “I also know it’s cool.”
“Yes, well, we have work to do.” Emily pressed on.
She and Tia both had ditched their skirts for scrubs, and were cleaning the infirmary in preparation for a long day of medical exams on their fellow sisters.
“Whatever.” Tia said, putting down the syringe she had been toying with. “But I have a question.”
“Shoot.” Emily offered, spreading the disposable paper sheet over the examination bench.
“I’ve read through the protocol, right?” Tia said, bringing the clipboard over to Emily for her to look at. “And some of this stuff pretty much _requires_ an examiner.”
“So?” Emily asked, looking it over.
“So”, Tia asked, “if you’re the only medic…”
“Ah.” Emily said with a nod. “What we’ll do is that you’ll watch carefully what I’m doing as I’m going down the list, and then we’ll finish up with you examining me.”
Tia nodded. “I guess that will work.”
“But…” Emily asked, leaning against the exam bench.
“Well, I guess I don’t really see the medical necessity of some of these steps…” Tia said, unsurely. “Like, I get inspection for cysts or lesions or whatever, but what exactly does a taste test teach you that the others don’t?”
“Well”, Emily said, looking the protocol over more carefully, “it’s not only a taste test, it is also making sure that you’re able to climax from oral-clitoral stimulation alone.”
“Yeah, …” Tia said, scratching her neck, “I guess I’m still not seeing the medical value…”
“The specific protocol was chosen for a reason.” Emily admonished her. “But if you want to go take it up with Father…”
“Nope.” Tia said at once. “I’m good.”
“Good.” Emily said. “But it’s good that you bring it up.”
“Hmm?” Tia said, looking up at Emily.
“To be sure that my own exam is accurate, we should test and see that you can in fact bring each of the sisters to climax, so we don’t get a false negative.” Emily said with a grin.
“You say that as if…” Tia began, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.
“Hi there.” Sister Leah said as the door swung open. “I’m here for my medical exam?”
“Very good.” Emily said with a smile, ushering her inside. “Please disrobe and get on the table.”
Slipping quickly out of her tank top and stepping out of her skirt as she walked, Leah made her way over to the exam table and sat down on it.
“Tia is my assistant”, Emily explained, “she’s in training, so we’ll be doing some things twice so she can get some experience.”
Leah nodded obediently, and let the two medics get to work.
“So, a few questions.” Emily said, stepping up to the table. “Do you have any implants or augmentations?”
Leah shook her head as Emily ran a hand over her breast, pausing briefly to feel the shape of her hardening nipple before rounding it to feel its weight and perkiness.
“No, I can see that this is all you.” Emily said with a small smile. “Nice and perky, not too big.”
“Do you ever have any back problems?” Tia asked, and Leah shook her head again.
Emily ran her fingers through Leah’s long, brown hair next, brushing the lazy curls off her shoulders and down her back. “And do you dye your hair?”
Again, Leah shook her head, and Emily gave a small nod. “Spread your legs, please?”
Leah spread her legs a little, and Emily let her other hand slide up her silky thighs to come to a rest at her vagina, finding it a little warm and a little moist.
“How often do you masturbate?” she asked, feeling out the shape of it with practiced confidence. “And lie back, please?”
“Usually every evening…” Leah admitted, blushing softly as she lay herself on her back. “Sometimes in the mornings too.”
“Be sure to pay close attention to what I’m doing here.” Emily said to Tia, who was already paying very close attention indeed.
“And do you ever have a problem achieving orgasm?” Emily asked, gently parting Leah’s lips with her fingers, before placing them gently on her clitoris.
Leah shook her head again, blushing even harder and beginning to pant softly. Rubbing in slow circles, Emily egged her on as best she could.
“How long does it usually take you?” she asked, throwing a glance at Tia to make sure she was paying attention.
“A couple of – ah~n – minutes…” Leah panted. “But sometimes faster…”
With a practiced flick of her wrist and a touch of expertly applied pressure, augmented with a pinch to Leah’s nipple, Emily brought her to loud, instant orgasm.
“Ha~hn…” Leah moaned. “Never that fast, though…”
With a nod, Emily stopped rubbing Leah, and slipped two fingers into her vagina instead.
“What about without clitoral stimulation?” she asked, slowly pumping in and out.
Leah shook her head weakly. “Sometimes with a dildo or a vibrator or a cock or whatever, but not just from fingering…”
“Very good.” Emily said with a nod, withdrawing her fingers, offering them for Leah to taste. “And would you say you taste right, right now?”
Leah kissed her fingertips a few times, before shaking her head noncommittally. “I wouldn’t really know…”
“I see. Try to keep track in future.” Emily said, gesturing for Tia to take her place between Leah’s legs. “We also need to test oral stimulation, so Sister Tia, if you would?”
With a nod, Tia leaned down and placed her lips on Leah, her tongue darting out of her mouth to twirl around her clitoris. While she frantically worked Leah, Emily kept her hands off, merely watching her assistant at work, and before long Leah was convulsing in another loud orgasm.
“Fa~hck…” Leah panted when she had gathered herself.
“This is all looking very promising, sister.” Emily said with a grin.
“But”, she said, gathering up a pair of blue latex gloves and pulling them on with a snap, “we still have quite a few more tests to run.”
## Sister Alex
“Oh, fuck yes.” Alex groaned, gripping Lily’s short blonde hair tightly between her legs. “Eat that cunt like you mean it, you little whore.”
Not one to disappoint, Lily redoubled her efforts, leaving Alex to topple backwards into the bed. With a push from the floor she got herself some leverage, and stuck two fingers in between her jaw and the frame and into Alex’ cunt, thrusting into her with experienced strokes as she sucked, licked and kissed her clit.
“O~hn, yeah…” Alex moaned, legs twitching against the side of Lily’s head. “Ha~h…”
Pushing Alex ahead of her and clambering after, Lily got herself onto the bed, only rarely and briefly letting lips part from lips as she did.
“Uh~n…” Alex protested. “Is that all your little whore ass has in store?”
With a giggle Lily sat up on her knees and grinned down at Alex. “You want more?”
“As if you’ve got more.” Alex panted.
“Sister”, Lily said with a grin, placing her hand on Alex cunt and rubbing her clit gently. “You have no idea what I have for you.”
“Bring it, bitch.” Alex moaned, and Lily obliged.
With her right hand she thrust two fingers deep into Alex, searching out soft and tender spots within as her left massaged her clit. As Alex moans and whimpers deepened and grew louder, she slipped in a third, thrusting less precisely now, but harder and faster, and after Alex’ third orgasm left her limber and grooling for more, a fourth finger joined the rest to open her wide and send her into renewed convulsive pleasure.
“Here comes the fun part.” Lily nearly whispered as she withdrew, and gathering up her hand in a wedge, she slipped it all in to the wrist, tightening into a fist inside Alex; enthusiastic thrusting soon met by screams of pleasure.
After sending Alex into yet another orgasm she withdrew, and after leaning down with a kiss, she stepped out of bed and slipped into her clothes.
“Sorry I can’t stay and cuddle, I have some stuff I need to do.” she said with a grin as she stepped up to the door.
“Father.” she said with a deferential half-bow, half-curtsy as she swung the door open and slipped past him into the hall.
“I am glad to see you are all getting along.” Father said as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.
“M~hn…” Alex explained succinctly.
“Yees…” Father said slowly, carefully regarding the quivering, shattered mess Lily had left of Alex on the bed. “And I’m glad you have the good sense to do a bit of a warm-up before I come over.”
“Ah, well…” Alex said sheepishly. “Maybe too much of a warm up. Maybe you could see to some of the other sisters…”
“Nonsense.” Father said, slipping out of his shirt. “You have the schedule, don’t you?”
“Yes.” Alex admitted, propping herself up on the bed as best as she could. “It’s just that, you know…”
“Quiet.” Father said, bristling slightly. “I’ll hear no more about your being tired.”
Slipping out of his pants, Alex could see that his cock was already getting hard, and with every step towards the bed it seemed to grow larger.
“Look…” Alex tried again.
With a quick motion, Father pulled her over on her side with one hand and grabbed her hair with the other.
“What you and your sisters get up to on your time off is none of my concern.” he said coolly. “Unless it impacts your duties.”
“If you are to be the mother of a new world, you need to learn respect for its organization, don’t you?” he continued, and Alex nodded meekly.
“Good.” he said, pulling her face up to his cock. “Now, get to work.”
Tiredly, Alex began kissing and stroking his cock, feeling it harden under the touch of her lips, teeth, tongue and fingers, and when it had grown as hard as it was going to get, she wrapped her lips around it and began sucking him off with deep slow strokes, determined to get him off as quickly as possible. With one hand on his balls and the other working the shaft as she slurped, she could feel his grip on her hair tightening with every stroke, and soon he was quivering in her grasp.
When he came, it was with a low, rumbling groan, and she could feel his jizz filling up her mouth, swallowing away as best she could. With a sigh she drew away, his grasp loosening to let her sit up, and expectantly she looked up at him.
“See how easy it is when you follow the rules?” he said with a grin, and she nodded meekly.
“Good.” he said, “Now turn around and get on all fours.”
“But…” Alex said, letting her gaze fall back down to his still-hard cock.
“We’re done when I say so.” Father admonished.
“But I…” Alex protested, and with a sigh Father reached over her and grabbed her hips, turning her over and pulling her up on her knees with one smooth motion.
“When I say so.” he repeated, pushing her face down into the bed with a firm hand on her neck.
With the other firmly planted on her hip, he thrust into her cunt, leaving her squealing into the mattress with every angry stroke. This wasn’t the first time he had her, but it was the first time she had been too tired to help him along, and too tired to want him, and time passed excruciatingly slow as he pounded her into the bed, a lifetime between each forceful thrust. Finally she could feel him cream inside her with an angry groan, and as she toppled over into bed she was barely cognizant of him getting dressed and leaving.
## Sister Zoe
Zoe stood waiting impatiently outside the level nine lab, staring at the heavy door. Finally, Sister Lily rounded the corner, smelling of pussy and with a dumb grin on her face.
“Took you long enough.” Zoe carped, giving her a reproachful look. “And you have something in your teeth.”
Fishing around her mouth with a tongue for a moment, Sister Lily soon spat out and extracted a long, black pube.
“Yeah, ugh.” she said. “Sister Alex doesn’t shave.”
Zoe sighed with a roll of her eyes.
“What did you need me for, anyway?” Sister Lily asked with a smile, glancing briefly over at the door.
“Well.” Zoe said, opening the door. “Since there’s only one of father, and all the girls need to be adept at taking cock at all times…”
Sister Lily looked around the corner into the room, to find every wall festooned with every shape and size of strap-on imaginable, with various other toys and gadgets sprinkled in between them; collars, crops, whips, leashes, everything under the sun. In the middle of the room leather straps hung from the ceiling, and around the edges stood another couple of large saddle-like instruments that she had no idea what was for, other than the fact that they were obviously intensely sexual.
“Cool toy box.” she said with a grin. “What of it?”
“Well, we obviously need to make sure all the equipment works properly, don’t we?” Zoe said, pushing Sister Lily inside and closing the door behind her.
“I suppose…” she said, wandering along the edge of the brightly lit room, taking in all the equipment options. “Is that our job, though?”
“I’m making it our job.” Zoe said, and Sister Lily turned to her with a grin.
“Beats trudging around in the farms.” she said with a grin, and pulled off her tank top to free her small breasts, the steel of her nipple barbells glinting in the light.
“Doesn’t it just?” Zoe said with a grin, stepping up to a heavy, padded bench. “Help me move this into position?”
With a nod, Sister Lily stepped up, and together they pulled the bench into the center of the room.
“Now”, Zoe said, lose the skirt and get on.
“The belt.” Sister Lily said with a grin as she pulled down her skirt. “Face up, or face down?”
“We’ll be here a while, so face down is probably best.” Zoe said airily. “Unless you think you can take it?”
“Face down does seem more comfy.” Sister Lily admitted as she clambered onto the bench, and Zoe soon moved to secure her restraints.
“Are those really necessary?” she asked.
“No.” Zoe admitted with a shrug. “But they are fun.”
“So is this.” she continued with a grin, holding up a spider gag. “Say aah.”
“Aah.” Sister Lily obediently said, allowing Zoe to fasten the gag securely. “M~ahm ah~n h~e hn~g h~h?”
“So it doesn’t turn over in your mouth.” Zoe explained, and Sister Lily nodded in assent.
“We’ll get…” Zoe began, but was interrupted by a knock at the door. “You’ll see, I guess.”
Outside, Zoe found Sister Tia, her scrubs discarded for the customary outfit the sisters wore around the silo, her tits among those rare few that actually strained against the loose fabric of the tank tops, even if she did wear one a size too small to enhance the effect.
“You wanted to see me about something…” she began, but stopped short when she spotted Sister Lily’s eager pussy smiling up at her.
“Yes.” Zoe said. “We need your medical expertise.”
“I don’t have much of that, you know.” Sister Tia said as she stepped in.
“Also an extra pair of hips.” Zoe said, gesturing to the walls. “We have a lot of things to test, and not a lot of time.”
“We have nothing _but_ time.” Sister Tia suggested. “But I’m not complaining.”
“Which end do you want first?” Zoe asked with a smile, and Sister Tia gave her a shrug.
“Either is fine by me.” she said, wandering over to a wall. “Which of these should I use?”
“Any one will do, we’ll be trying several.” Zoe said, finding one for herself; a large, particularly lifelike one. “And you go ahead and take her pussy first, we’ll swap later.”
Sister Tia nodded and selected herself a smaller one, with a built-in vibrator.
“Ooh.” she said with a grin as she set it buzzing. “That’s nice.”
With a grin, Zoe grabbed Sister Lily’s short blonde hair and pulled her head back. “Isn’t it just?”
Nodding as best she could, Sister Lily prepared herself, and even restrained shivered bodily as Sister Tia grabbed her by the hips and thrust into her. Zoe stood for a while watching the waves of bliss roll over her face as Sister Tia pounded her, and when finally she couldn’t take it anymore, she lowered her head and thrust her own strap-on into her gagged mouth, listening to her muffled gurgles and squeals of exquisite pleasure as she face fucked her in tandem with Sister Tia’s efforts.
After feeling the first orgasm tremble against the back plate, she withdrew, and knelt down to watch with interest as drool ran from Sister Lily’s mouth as Sister Tia’s continued thrusting continued rocking her body.
“Time to swap.” she said after a while, and after switching out her vibrating strap-on for a large purple one, Sister Tia made her way over to take Zoe’s place, while Zoe herself picked out a huge red one with interesting ridge detailing.
“You must let us know if you want us to stop.” Zoe said with a grin, and desperately Sister Lily shook her head.
“O~hn u~h a~hne!” she protested, hungrily eyeing Sister Tia’s iron.
“Well”, Zoe said with a smile to Sister Tia as she firmly took hold of Sister Lily’s hips, “you heard her.”
With a hard thrust she plunged herself into her as Sister Tia did the same, and only four hours and fifty-some toys explored later did Sister Lily wobble back to her room, her whole body singing agonizingly with satisfaction.
## Sister Phoebe
With a grunt, Phoebe let the weight bar fall to the padded mat.
“Wo-ah!” she exclaimed, flexing against the mirror.
A keen eye occasionally flitting to Holly on the treadmill behind her, she took her time checking herself out in the mirror as well. Her carefully calibrated regimen was working well, she realized; while her entire body was strong and toned, she’d managed to avoid shrinking her tits too much or growing unsightly muscles everywhere, finding herself looking still very much womanly.
“Why do you work out naked?” Holly asked when she spotted Phoebe admiring herself.
Brushing her short red fringe out of her green eyes, Phoebe fixed her gaze on Holly. “Why don’t you?”
“I need the sports bra for support.” she said with a shrug.
“_Need_ is a strong word.” Phoebe said with a grin. “In any case, it would be a crime to cover up as fine a body as this, don’t you think?”
“I guess.” Holly said unsurely, stepping her treadmill up a degree.
The real crime, Phoebe thought, was covering up Holly’s fine tits; small, sure, but firm and perky, topped with those sweet little nips you just wanted to suck all night.
While Holly finished her run, Phoebe turned her attention back to her reflection, running her hands over her hips and feeling out her breasts. She would have to tune slightly, she realized, she was getting a little narrow and losing a little size.
Finally, Holly was done, and as she moved off into the showers, Phoebe formed up and stalked after her.
“Oh.” Holly said as she peeled off her shorts. “You were done as well?”
“Actually”, Phoebe said, fighting hard not to get distracted by Holly’s sweet, slender body, “I’m just getting started.”
“Hm?” Holly inquired.
“I hear you’re not playing nice with your sisters.” Phoebe said, advancing on Holly. “Not participating in necessary bonding experiences.”
“Oh.” Holly said. “I guess I’m just not much for that kind of stuff, so I just keep with Father…”
“Yes, well”, Phoebe said, advancing another step, “Father has specifically told me to explain the error of this to you…”
“I’m sure he could tell me himself, if he’s that upset about it…” Holly suggested, but Phoebe ignored her, stepping over the bench and standing in front of her.
“Consider this Father telling you.” she said.
“Look, I’m just not that into…” Holly began, but Phoebe cut her off, pulling her to her feet by her arm.
“I guess you need some… acclimatization, then.” she said, pulling her struggling sister into the shower after her.
“Let go of me, you brute!” Holly protested weakly, but it was no use.
Turning the showers to full blast, Phoebe filled the room with a dense, steaming fog and a rushing, crashing din, and with her arms around Holly lifted her up under a stream of water, rinsing the sweat of the workout from her.
“Sisters help one another out.” she said flatly as she roughly scrubbed Holly with a loofah. “A lesson you are in dire need of.”
“Grgmll…” Holly gurgled under the stream of water and Phoebe’s onslaught.
“They also”, Phoebe said, pressing Holly up against the wall, “share themselves with one another, learn to keep each others company.”
Still spitting out water, Holly gasped as Phoebe pressed her strong hand against her pussy, and shivered softly as she slipped two long fingers inside her as she planted a deep, hard kiss on her mouth.
“And if you won’t learn that on your own”, Phoebe said as she drew back, continuing to finger Holly forcefully, “someone will have to teach you.”
“Please…” Holly managed to get out, but Phoebe only answered with another heavy kiss, locking her between her hard body and the tile wall, their nipples meeting as their tits pressed together.
Squirming and squealing, Holly grappled with Phoebe’s broad body, but she was sorely outmatched, her body trembling and quivering and doing her no favors.
Once again, Phoebe withdrew and stared Holly down. “Now, I can’t leave here until you promise to be a good sister, so are you going to cooperate so we can both be on our way?”
Meekly, Holly nodded, quivering under the onslaught.
“Good.” Phoebe said, stepping back and letting Holly slide to the floor. “Now show me that you mean it.”
“I don’t…” Holly said in confusion, and by way of clarification Phoebe grabbed her short, sandy hair and guided her face to her finely sculpted pussy.
“Show me you’re a good sister.” Phoebe reiterated, and nervously Holly leaned forwards and gave her pussy a light kiss.
“Now you’re getting it.” Phoebe said, pushing her face into her crotch. “Keep going.”
Shakily, Holly wrapped her arms around Phoebe’s strong legs for support, and parting Phoebe’s lips with her tongue, she set out eating her out as best she could, tongue uneasily prodding at her clit, teeth occasionally catching uncomfortably, lips in utter disarray.
“U~hn.” Phoebe said, shaking her head. “You’re going to need a _lot_ of practice at that.”
Trying her hardest to please, Holly offered up some muffled sounds of apparent assent, and Phoebe shook her head.
“Not with me, no.” she said. “I’m just here to make sure you know what you need to do.”
Holly nodded weakly and focused all her attention on her work, but after three minutes Phoebe grew frustrated and bored, and pulled her from her crotch.
“That was _pitiful_.” she growled down at her sister. “But I’m glad to see you’re finally making an effort.”
With a shrug and a sigh, she let go of Holly and stepped back. “Get Li– Sister Lily to teach you or something, she’s pretty good, and way more patient than me.”
Leaving Holly to gather herself, Phoebe gave herself a quick scrub under one of the other showers, and stepped out into the lockers, and after towelling herself off, stalked off in search of some real satisfaction, nude as ever.
## Sister Lexie
Lying on the bed and letting the cookies do their magic, Lexie heard a familiar knock at the door.
“Come in.” she giggled hazily.
A moment later, Father’s stern face swam into view above her, dancing with unusual and euphoric color.
“How are the crops progressing?” he asked, his voice taking on the taste of a wave crashing against an ocean cliff.
“Like, wow, you have just, _no idea_.” Lexie got out with a giggle on top. “Wherever you, like, got these plants? Wow.”
“Good.” he said simply, slowly. “And are you playing well with your sisters?”
“Shah.” Lexie said with a grin. “Who doesn’t like to get off their ass and then, like, something else ass? A piece of ass? Yeah.”
“Oh!” she added with a giggle. “That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? For ass?”
Father nodded simply.
“Gotta love that you’re some kind of pervert like that.” Lexie said with a grin, reaching up over her head to pull Father’s trousers down. “Whip it out, then.”
Father slipped out of his shirt as well, and kicked his discarded pants away. “Turn around, then?”
“No, wait, I had this, like, idea.” Lexie said with a grin. “You’re going to fuckin’ love it.”
“Am I?” Father said skeptically, and Lexie nodded eagerly.
“Get over here.” she said, and grabbing his cock with one hand she began stroking it.
Meanwhile, she sought out his sack with her mouth, and began sucking his balls while she stroked his cock into hardness above her face. A grunt confirmed that Father was indeed liking it, and eagerly Lexie gargled his balls while she jacked it as quickly as she could muster in her impaired condition. Before long, she could feel him tense and quiver, and with a groan he spurted a hot jet of cum across her tits and belly.
“What did I tell you, right?” Lexie said with a grin as Father staggered backwards. “Fuckin’ A!”
“Not bad.” Father admitted with a soft pant. “But while innovation is all well and good…”
“Yeah, yeah, like, pound my puss or whatever.” Lexie giggled up at him. “But maybe come around the bed and just do me like this? I think I, like, lost my legs at some point.”
Father obliged, and rounding the bed, he grabbed her legs.
“They appear to still be here.” he said with a smile.
“Oh!” Lexie laughed. “There they fuckin’ are! Awesome!”
With a wan smile, Father lifted her up and thrust into her puss, pounding it with slow but forceful strokes, leaving her awash in a tapestry of light, color and pleasure, until finally he blew his load inside her, hot cum filling her up.
“Fuckin’ … A!” Lexie protested, teetering right on the edge of orgasm, but failing to reach it. “Shit…”
“Well.” Father said, making his way back around the bed to collect his clothes. “Let me know if you come up with any other new techniques.”
“M~hm.” Lexie said. “Sure thing.”
Soon after the door swung shut, Lexie lay wondering where her hand was, and if she could possibly persuade it to finish her off, when another knock came at the door.
“Come in!” she eagerly announced, and from the light footsteps could easily tell who it was.
“Eva!” she shouted with glee, as Kate’s face swam into view.
“Oh.” Kate said with a puzzled frown. “Were you expecting someone else?”
“Like, um.” Lexie pondered. “Shah. No. I just thought you were Eva.”
“Oh, okay.” Kate said with a smile. “You’ve, um, got something on your…”
She gestured vaguely at Lexie’s torso, and Lexie grinned up at her.
“Gifts from Father. Want to share?” she said with a giggle. “Still fresh.”
“Why not?” Kate said with a shrug, stripping off her tank top.
As she clambered into bed, her tits fell into rest on Lexie’s face as she began kissing and sucking Father’s cum from Lexie’s, lingering on and toying with her nipples for longer than was probably necessary to ensure a full clean before making her way down her belly. Crawling steadily forwards, she mercilessly sought out every drop of spunk as she went, and as the waist of her skirt passed Lexie’s face, she bit down on it and held tight to get it over her ass on the other side as she advanced, letting it fall to the floor as soon as it was free of the first hump.
“There you go.” she said at last, after laying her last kisses on Lexie’s smooth mound. “All clean.”
“There’s some more, actually.” Lexie said, wiggling her ass. “Like, you know. Pow.”
With a giggle, Kate leaned back down, and continued her inexorable crawl downwards. After toying with Lexie’s clit for a while, she delved in, but soon emerged.
“I don’t think I can really get at it, but I could – ah~n…” she began, stopping abruptly as Lexie twirled her own tongue around her clit. “Yeah, that…”
Eagerly, the two of them set about trying to outdo each other with their mouthwork, but already riled up from the visit from Father Lexie was the first to break, writhing and squealing under Kate as she came hard. Panting and heaving, she managed to roll the pair of them over, and set to work finishing the job even as Father’s cum dripped from her into Kate’s oblivious face. When Kate finally came as well, she rolled off, and panting lay on the bed, suddenly consumed with a fit of giggles.
Kate soon pulled herself together and sat up, looking down at Lexie with a smile. “Do you have any more of whatever the fuck you are on?”
“Always.” Lexie said, sitting up as well. “But now you have something on your face.”
“Huh?” Kate said, as Lexie began licking and kissing her face clean again.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get it for you.” she said, and when Kate was clean pulled her down into the bed to lie making out, after she had gotten her an extra strength cookie.
## Sister Leah
The steam rose steadily from the hot water in the baths, enveloping Leah where she sat in the soaking tub, letting the day shed from her like leaves in the wind. With quiet splashes and small waves, she could feel someone approaching, and experimentally opened an eye to see who was arriving.
“Hello, sister.” she said with a smile. “Did you want to give me another examination?”
“Well”, Tia said, sinking down into her lap to straddle her, “it’s important to be thorough in these matters.”
“Twice a day, every day is quite thorough indeed.” Leah suggested, and Tia nodded eagerly.
“I like to be quite thorough.” she said.
“Indeed.” Leah offered with a nod.
“So have you been experiencing any more of the symptoms we discussed?” Tia asked, slipping a hand in between them to gently rub Leah’s clit. “The internal wetness, blushing, insatiable desire for cunt…”
“M~hn.” Leah moaned with a light shrug. “Since this morning, you mean?”
Tia nodded severely as she placed her other hand on Leah’s breast to knead and tease.
“Once or twice, yes.” Leah said, shivering slightly with a pleasurable sigh.
“And right now?” Tia asked, tweaking gently at Leah’s nipple.
Half nodding, half shrugging, Leah gave out another little sigh.
“Oh dear.” Tia said. “I suppose we’d better move quickly on another round of treatment!”
“That would be best…” Leah began, but was interrupted by the commotion as Zoe and Alex stumbled into the room entwined and toppled into the soaking pool.
When they erupted from the surface a moment later, they were still entwined, pawing at each other violently as Zoe pressed Alex ever backwards up towards the underwater bench along the edge of the pool, their hands moving over each others bodies in a flurry of fevered motion.
“As you can see”, Tia said, clearing her throat, “the advanced symptoms can be… debilitating.”
“Ah~n!” Alex cried as if to confirm, as Zoe vanished below the water, churning it as she eagerly buried her face in her pussy below.
“So yes, starting treatment would be best, I’m sure.” Leah said with a nod.
“We can go somewhere more secluded, if you’d like…” Tia said, attention only half on Leah with the two other sisters going at it quite close to them.
“I don’t mind if you don’t.” Leah said with a shrug and a smile, and Tia grinned back at her.
“Perhaps some group therapy would be even more appropriate.” Tia suggested, and Leah gave her a playful grin.
Sidling up to Zoe and Alex, Leah planted herself on the bench right next to them, and Tia vanished into the water to sneak up behind Zoe. Soon they both erupted, Tia’s hands firmly grasping Zoe’s tits.
“Sorry to interrupt.” Leah offered with a gentle smile. “But you looked to be having so much fun, we just really wanted to join in.”
“Is that so?” Zoe panted as she collapsed into Alex’ lap.
“What did you have in mind?” Alex asked, slipping her hand in between Zoe’s legs, slipping three fingers deep into her pussy.
“Well”, Tia said, thinking, “what you’ve got going there isn’t a bad idea.”
“Easy access.” Leah said with a nod.
“I’ve got it!” Tia said with a snap of her fingers. “While Alex works Zoe, I work you, and with you on their lap, you and Zoe both have something to do with your mouths.”
“Love it.” Leah said as she stood up and sat down in Alex and Zoe’s laps. “But what about you and Alex?”
“We’ll switch later.” Tia said as she clambered up behind Leah and started rubbing her clit, her other hand kneading her breast.
Leah was convinced, and while Alex and Tia fingered them both, Zoe and her sat locked in a long, deep, moaning, squealing kiss, panting against each others lips as they trembled against their sisters’ touch. Soon Tia gave up trying to keep up with her tits, and as Tia and Alex got too eager they all found themselves switching; Leah locked in trembling kisses with Alex and Zoe with Tia, Leah shivering with pleasure as she felt the jaws of their embrace close, driving Zoe’s hard nipples up against her own and Tia’s into her back.
Under the water, hands fumbled every which way, and while nobody could say whose fingers were in them or who their fingers were in, it seemed obvious that nowhere was it their own, and the need to switch seemed to vanish as they all began trembling in orgasm; sometimes alone, sometimes all four at once, and finally a subdued squeal from Kate, who at some point had come in and started watching them.
“Having fun?” she asked wanly as the four of them finally began drifting apart.
“Ha~h…” Leah said as she floated lazily past her on the surface of the water. “You should have said something, I’m sure we could have squeezed you in.”
“Oh, don’t worry about me.” Kate said with a grin. “Imagining that kind of feeling is almost as fun.”
“Trust me.” Zoe said as she waded up to her. “Nowhere near it.”
With a gentle yank, she pulled Kate away and over to Alex, and squeezing Kate in between the two of them, they set about loudly demonstrating their point.
“Hmm…” Tia said after a while of watching Leah drift about. “You’re pretty buoyant.”
“Am I?” Leah asked, looking up at the ceiling and enjoying the sounds of Kate getting double teamed.
“Yep.” Tia said, wading over to her. “I bet you’re even buoyant enough for this.”
“For wha~hn…” Leah tried to ask, but was interrupted as Tia knelt in the water and put her lips to her pussy.
Suspended only by the water and held in place by Tia’s arms around her legs, she lay moaning heavily as Tia pleasured her every touch of lip, tongue or tooth enhanced by the soundscape, and even as she lay convulsing in shattering orgasm the water held her up.
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