Magick Marking

Chapter 1

"This is yours."

He looked down, confused, as something round was shoved into his hand. He wasn't sure what it was, so he rolled it over until he found the label.

Magick Marking

permanently mark her

It certainly wasn't his, but the bad translation on the knock-off product made him chuckle. By the time he looked up to see who had handed it to him, everybody was going about their day and paying him no mind.

With a shrug, he tucked it in his breast pocket and hurried on. His car was in the shop, so it was the bus to get home that day, and he didn't want to miss the next one.

* * * * *

Thanks to taking the bus, he walked through the front door later than usual. Seeing his wife still dressed, he asked, "Long day today?"

"Yeah, one of the girls needed to come in late, so I covered for her."

He pulled her in for a quick kiss, then they both headed up the stairs. She wasted no time, pulling off her top before they even got to the bedroom. He stopped and let her enter first, then whistled as she bent over while pushing down her scrub pants. She looked back over her shoulder and wiggled her ass at him suggestively.

Before he could take her up on that offer, she stood back up and smiled at him. She hopped on each foot as she pulled the sock off of the other, then flopped face down on the bed with her phone, kicking her bare feet back and forth above her.

He scooped up her discarded clothing and tossed them in the hamper, then started to unbutton his shirt, only to notice the weight of the marker in his pocket. Forgetting about his shirt for a moment, he stared at the marker again. Pulling off the cap, he didn't find the harsh chemical smell he expected. Instead, the scent it gave off was almost soothing.

Acting on a whim, he grabbed her right leg and wrote his name on the sole of her foot. She froze when the marker touched her skin, only to yank her foot away when he was done writing. Rolling over, she glared at him as she pulled her foot up, looking to see what he'd done.

"I'm not one of your toys, Andy," she said with a pout that looked almost believable.

He gave her his best surprised look. "So, you don't want me to play with you, Megan?"

"Oh, no, feel free to play with me," she quickly replied. " I'm yours!"

They both shivered as a strange sensation coursed through their bodies.

* * * * *

Both had been stunned when they felt the sensation, then suddenly they were practically ripping their clothes off. With just a sports bra and panties left to remove, Megan was naked first, then helped Andy in his own quest to be clothing-free.

As she pulled his slacks and boxers down, her mission changed. His clothing around his ankles forgotten, she locked in on the object of her desire and proceeded to worship at his fountain of life. She licked. She kissed. She sucked and nibbled. Andy could do nothing but moan as she worked his first load out, then swallowed it with a moan of her own.

Andy stepped out of his tangled clothes as he pulled Megan up and pushed her back on the bed. Not even taking time to remove his socks, he dove headfirst into the wet and wonderful center of her pleasure. It was his turn to lick and kiss and suck and nibble, while also probing and stroking with one hand. His other hand moved up to explore the twin peaks rising over her fertile valley.

Refusing to relent, no matter how hard she pulled his hair or pushed his head, he devoured her essence as it poured out of her. Finally, when she collapsed back bonelessly, confirming that she had been truly vanquished, he slowly withdrew from the battlefield.

Andy smiled down at Megan until life returned to her eyes and she looked up at him with love and lust. "I want to push you down and ride you like a rodeo queen, but you didn't leave me any energy. So, you'll just have to climb up here and put that thing where it belongs."

He took it slow and easy as he moved into position, opting for gentle lovemaking after the intensity of the foreplay. "I love you," Megan said in a dreamy voice. As her eyes lost focus and she drifted off again, she added, "Don't you dare stop until you fill me up."

* * * * *

It was getting dark when the two of them awoke, tangled in each other's arms. Neither wanted to cook, but they didn't want to get dressed either. Megan grabbed her phone and placed a delivery order while Andy got the shower ready.

They staggered into the shower, just planning on rinsing off the dried-on bodily fluids. However, Megan again found herself on her knees, slobbering on her husband's iron rod. She sucked and licked until his moaning reached that certain point.

She pulled off slowly, then stood up and bent over, bracing herself on the grab bar. She remembered how she had wanted to get rid of the safety railings, until the first time they had sex in the shower. After that, she decided they were too useful to remove.

That memory was blasted from her mind as Andy stepped up and slid into her from behind. As he grabbed the angled bars for leverage, she briefly wondered exactly why the couple they bought the house from had originally installed them.

Then, her mind exploded and she remembered nothing but pleasure until she collapsed to her knees much later.

After rinsing off the second round of bodily fluids, they dried off and headed downstairs. The food was waiting by the front door, although it was no longer hot. Neither seemed to mind, as they ravenously devoured their orders.

They tossed the remnants in the trash, then headed upstairs. It was only Monday, and they would need more sleep if they were going to make it to work the next morning.

* * * * *

Megan got sent home early on Friday to balance her late stay on Monday. With unexpected free time, she changed into the tiny bikini that Andy really liked, then settled in by the pool to soak up some sun.

She was surprised when the sliding glass door opened much sooner than Andy should have been home.

"Hey, sis! I see we both had the same idea."

Megan looked up at an exact copy of herself, except her clone was fully dressed and holding a bikini.

Tegan started to go back into the house, only to stop and turn back. She laughed as she pointed. "Did Andy put his name on his favorite toy?"

Megan blushed, remembering how much fun they'd had since he did that. Before she could formulate an answer, Tegan got a big smile on her face. "This is perfect. We've never managed to fool him, but he won't expect me to have his name on my foot.

"Come on! I need a marker and your bikini…"

Megan found herself pulled up, then dragged inside.

The marker was still on her nightstand where Andy had tossed it. She picked it up and looked at her sister. "Are you sure about this? What will your boyfriend think when he pushes your legs over your head and sees another man's name?"

Tegan sighed. "My current boyfriend is battery operated." She stopped and blushed, unable to meet her sister's eyes. "Besides, his name is Andy."

Megan stared at her sister. She knew that her sister was always flirting with her husband, but she suddenly wondered how far Tegan would let him go if they ever managed to fool him. Somehow, that thought didn't bother her as much as she thought it should, but she shrugged it off to think about later.

She studied the writing on her own foot as she carefully recreated it on her sister's. Once she was satisfied with how closely it matched, she took off her bikini. She put on the one that Tegan had brought, while Tegan changed into hers.

The differences were obvious to her, just like they always were to Andy, but maybe this time would be different. He wouldn't be expecting Tegan to even be there when he got home, much less be alone. That and his name might just be enough for them to trick him, for the first time ever…

Megan set an alarm on her phone, so she'd have time to hide, then they both settled in by the pool to work on their tans.

* * * * *

When the alarm went off, the two sisters made sure to leave no signs that more than one person had been there. Tegan's clothes were moved to the guest room, while Megan's scrubs remained on the floor, almost to the hamper.

Satisfied, Tegan returned to her lounger by the pool while Megan hid in the guest room. She pulled a chair over to the window where she could look out over the patio, then settled in to wait.

When she heard the front door, she fought down the urge to run greet her husband. She craved his touch, but she remained silent and still. His tread on the stairs was almost torture, but she bit her tongue to keep from calling out to him. After a moment, she heard him head back downstairs, followed shortly by the sound of the patio door sliding open.

"Honey, I'm ho—" His voice cut off as the door slid shut again.

She watched out the window as he approached "her," wishing she had thought to call her sister and have her leave it on speakerphone. He reached out and rubbed Tegan's foot. Suddenly, Megan got a mix of excitement and nervousness as she realized he might just be falling for their trick.

Then, her eyes grew big as they both froze, only to start frantically shedding their clothes, just like he had done with her Monday evening. She could feel a heat rising up and was getting ready to march down and set things straight, only to realize that the rising heat wasn't anger.

It was pleasure — and desire!

She struggled to understand it, but she was happy for her husband and her sister. Even weirder, she felt proud that she had brought them together. So, she watched, wishing she were down there, but not wanting to ruin their moment by interrupting. Her turn could come later.

That thought momentarily shocked her again, but her focus was pulled back to the couple enjoying themselves on the patio. She sat there watching them, a smile on her face and a wet heat growing in her core.

* * * * *

Andy walked in the house after a long week, looking forward to a weekend alone with Megan. He knew she was home, but he didn't see her. He hurried up the stairs, only to find the bedroom empty as well. Noticing the bra and panties on top of her scrubs, he retreated back downstairs and out onto the patio.

"Honey, I'm home!"

He smiled as he found her stretched out on the lounger in his favorite bikini.

Then, he stopped and frowned, only for it to curl up into a smile when he saw his name. Stepping closer, he grabbed her foot and rubbed his thumb across the black marks, making her shiver in excitement.

"So, are you my new toy, Tegan?"

"How?" She couldn't help but pout a little at how quickly he saw through their trick. "What did we miss?"

He smiled as she lifted up a bit to emphasize his wife's bikini, or maybe how little of her body it covered. "I've always known, and I always will." His eyes roamed her body again as he shook his head and quietly muttered, "No matter how many times I've wanted to pretend otherwise."

Tegan heard the words he hadn't meant to say out loud; a smile blossoming across her face. "Any time you want to pretend we tricked you, I'm yours."

They both froze for a moment, then the scramble to get naked began. It took Tegan no time to pull the bows on the string bikini, leaving herself naked in a flash. Andy had barely started unbuttoning his shirt when she grabbed it and pulled. Buttons went flying as she shoved it back, trapping his arms behind him. Ignoring his struggles, she planted kisses on his chest as she slid back down to sit on the end of the lounger.

She had his pants and boxers down by the time he had freed himself from his tangled shirt. He barely had time to grab her hair as she inhaled his shaft and went to town. Moans escaped from them both. He couldn't control himself and started face fucking her franticly.

Her eyes rolled up in her head when the first blast hit the back of her throat, and she fell back on the lounger. Andy remained standing, firing several more blasts onto her shuddering body.

When his tank ran dry, he dropped to his knees. Placing a hand on each knee, he spread her legs and leaned in, intent on giving as good as he got. The half-scream, half-moan that escaped from her lips probably let the entire neighborhood know what was happening beside their pool, but neither of them cared. All either cared about was what his tongue was doing to her psyche through her very sensitive clit.

Finally, she had to push him away. She stared at him in a mix of love, lust, and shock.

Standing up on shaky legs, she pulled the cushions off the lounger and dropped them on the hard concrete. Assuming the doggy position, she looked back over her shoulder. "I need you inside me."

Andy needed that just as much, so he knelt behind her. Again, he contrasted the frantic foreplay with gentle lovemaking, slowly pushing her over the edge repeatedly before following her on one.

As tempting as it was to collapse right there, both were a little concerned that the neighbors might have called the cops, so they grabbed their clothes and headed inside.

* * * * *

Megan watched until they disappeared back into the house. Wasting no time, she shed her sister's bikini as she went, leaving the two pieces lying crumpled on the hallway floor.

When Andy and Tegan got to the bedroom, Megan was waiting on her knees. He tried to step past her to wash up, but she stopped him. Before he could say anything, she had swallowed his Tegan-coated dick. She showered it with attention and slobber, not stopping until she was sure that it was rock hard and ready.

Standing up, she stepped back and dropped onto the bed. Lifting her legs, she tucked her knees behind her elbows.

"Fuck me, please," she moaned in desperation. Andy had no objections, so he stepped up and plunged into her molten depths. He tried to be slow and gentle, but she was having none of that. "No, fuck me! We can make love later."

"Well, I should probably go," Tegan said with absolutely no enthusiasm. She also didn't move, instead watching as Andy grabbed Megan's ankles for support, then rammed into her with full force.

"NO!" As Tegan looked at her in shock, she laughed. Focusing herself, she managed to maintain a steadier voice despite the hard pounding she was getting. "You belong to him now. Your place is here."

Tegan smiled. "You're the best big sister ever!"

Megan waved her comment off, focusing back on the shaft drilling into her.

She was too turned on to hold back, with her first orgasm coming within moments. The second followed before the first had finished with her, and they just kept coming. Despite his tryst with Tegan, Megan's clutching pussy quickly became too much, and he unloaded deep inside her with a groan. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him in place as the shudders of her final orgasm slowly petered out.

Taking both of their hands, Megan led the other two into the bathroom. As she adjusted the water, she looked at the shower and its multiple rain heads again. It was long enough to wash four or five people, but barely wide enough to switch positions. That had always seemed weird to her, but it suddenly seemed perfect, as Andy was trapped between her and her sister, completely at their mercy.

However, she filed that idea away for another time, as they were all worn out and hungry. Instead, they washed each other, caressing, but not trying to stoke the fires.

Tegan borrowed an outfit from Megan, which fit her just as perfectly, then they headed out for supper. Andy had a big smile on his face and a beautiful woman on each arm. The jealous looks he got just made the smile grow bigger.

* * * * *

Andy was too focused on taking care of two women to think about how it happened. Tegan, meanwhile, was too excited that her sister had agreed to share her man. That left Megan, who spent a lot of time staring at the permanent "mark her" that Andy had brought home.

Too much time perhaps…

She found it hard to believe that magic was real, but she was also pretty sure that she was holding a magic wand in her hand.

Part of her wanted to experiment; to know for sure if the magic was real. It scared her, as it didn't seem natural to want to share her husband with other women. Still, she briefly considered putting his name on somebody else's foot as a test, but her stomach roiled at the thought of adding somebody random. That gave her a bigger pause, as she realized it was the who that bothered her, not the thought of another woman.

In the end, she hid it away in the closet. It was at least out of sight, if not out of mind.

* * * * *

Chapter 2

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

Megan's laughter was cut short the moment she saw Paige's expression.

"What's going on, girl?"

"It's James. I was hoping he'd propose, but he's pulling away instead. I've noticed some of his things disappearing from my apartment, and some of the things I'd left at his have shown back up."

Paige drained the last of the wine from her glass. Megan refilled it without a word.

"I think he's going to break up with me."

She knew Paige would be better off without James, but the heart wants what the heart wants, so she played the sympathetic friend. A big part of that was to keep the wine flowing. That didn't stop her from steering the conversation away from James before she said something that might upset her BFF even more.

Still, enough wine and lips loosen…

* * * * *

"Do you believe in magic?"

Paige looked at the silly grin on Megan's face, but she still answered honestly. "No, but I wish it was real." She took another swig of wine, then asked, "Why?"

"I think Andy has a magic wand."

Paige almost spat out the wine she was sipping. "Megan! Now is not the time to tease me about Andy's dick."

It was Megan's turn to choke on her own wine. "I didn't mean that one, although it is quite magical," she said with a dreamy look on her blushing face.

Paige waited, only to realize that her tipsy friend was probably getting fucked in fantasy land.

"Then what did you mean?"

Megan snapped back, her blush increasing as she realized she had zoned out to naughty thoughts about Andy. She shifted from fantasy to history as she looked at Paige thoughtfully.

"Andy wrote his name on my foot the Monday before last. The next thing I knew, we were tearing our clothes off and going at each other like it was our wedding night." She paused in thought. "No, even our wedding night wasn't that intense. We were too exhausted from the events of the day." She frowned. "You know, I'm not sure we've ever been that intense."

Paige fidgeted in her chair, wishing James would get intense with her. Realizing that Megan was drifting off again, she pushed a bit. "So where does the magic wand come in?"

Megan focused on Paige again with a smile. "You know how Tegan and I are always trying to fool Andy with who is who, but it never works. She got the brilliant idea that he wouldn't expect his name to be on her foot, nor would he expect her to be there alone on a Friday afternoon, so I used the same marker to add his name. She put on my bikini — the one Andy really loves — and stretched out by the pool, while I hid in the guest room to watch.

"I thought it was going to work when he rubbed her foot, but he still knew it was her."

Paige looked confused, but Megan just smiled.

"Then, just like happened after he marked me, they ripped off their clothes and went at it like wild animals."

Megan laughed when Paige gasped.

"The strange part was, I was happy for both of them.

"Before that, I would have killed her if we had fooled him and she didn't stop before he took her to bed. But, at that moment, I just wanted them to hurry up so I could have my turn. When they came upstairs to shower, I took that turn, then Tegan and I dragged him into the shower together."

"So," Paige asked, "you think the marker is magic?"

"I think it has to be." Her smile turned almost predatory. "And you are the perfect guinea pig to test it."

"What‽" Paige wasn't sure what she had in mind, but Megan had jumped up and ran inside before she could ask.

* * * * *

Paige laughed when she saw the label on the marker that Megan handed her. "Is this a prank? You made up a label and a story, just to see if I'd write Andy's name on my foot?"

"No," Megan said firmly. "You write James's name on your foot. Then you tell him you're his. If it is magical, you should ravage each other, then you'll be getting married before you know it."

Paige was still pretty sure it was a prank, but James finding his own name on her foot wouldn't cause problems like him finding Andy's.

"Okay, I'll do it." She uncapped it, but then paused. "It doesn't smell like a normal marker."

"Of course not," Megan said with a smile. "It's magical."

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"I was marked over a week ago, then Tegan on Friday. Neither of us experienced any bad side effects."

Paige laughed as Megan wiggled her eyebrows while saying "bad." She took a deep breath and carefully wrote on her right sole.

"Oh, fuck."

"What?" Megan was concerned, not expecting that reaction.

"I think it's a bound item."

"What does that mean?"

Paige moved her foot so Megan could see it, only for her to gasp. "I would have sworn I was writing 'James' the whole time. But, as you can see, it says 'Andy' instead."

Megan thought back, remembering how firmly she had said no when Paige thought she was offering her Andy's dick. Now, she couldn't see a reason not to share. At the same time, she knew that her mind had been changed, but that also worried her less than she thought it should.

Still, she took the marker from Paige and capped it. "This thing is dangerous." She got up and headed back into the house. "I need to put this away. It clearly shouldn't be left lying around."

* * * * *

Andy thought about calling Megan after the transformer caught fire and the office lost power. However, he decided it would be more fun to surprise her, so he headed home unannounced.

He suspected she would be out by the pool, so he headed that way before going upstairs. Sure enough, he saw a foot as he approached the sliding-glass patio doors. However, he pulled up short when he realized it was a barefoot Paige rather than his bikini-clad wife.

"Hey, Paige. Where's Megan?"

Paige looked up in surprise. "Oh, she just went upstairs. She'll be back in a minute."

The awkward silence got to Andy first. "Are you going on the big shopping trip with the twins next Saturday?"

"Megan didn't say anything, so I guess not. Where are they going?"

"I don't know. They told me not to worry about it, so of course I'm worried about it."

Paige chuckled. "So, why did you ask if I was going?"

"Oh," Andy said, "I was just thinking about pulling out the bike and doing the club ride, since I'll be free all day."

"If you were angling for a riding partner, sure, I'll be yours."

* * * * *

Megan stopped without opening the sliding glass door, seeing Andy and Paige talking on the deck. She knew, and she smiled, the instant Paige said, "yours." They both froze, then frantically started shedding clothes.

Paige was wearing more than either of the twins had been, so they both got naked about the same time. Megan's pulse spiked as Paige leapt into Andy's arms, settled her desperate pussy onto his waiting rod, then attacked his lips with her own. Andy's hands quickly found and gripped Paige's ass, helping her rise and fall on his shaft, never breaking the kiss.

When they finally had to come up for air, Andy carefully maneuvered Paige back and onto the patio table. She unwrapped her legs from around his waist and grabbed her own ankles. Andy ramped up his thrusts as she held herself open. Leaning forward, he kissed and nibbled on her nipples, inadvertently tugging on them as his violent thrusting kept them both moving.

As she watched her husband fuck her best friend, Megan undressed and laid herself across the kitchen table, wanting to watch them, while also wanting to be ready for her turn. She bit her lip in anticipation as she recognized the signs of her man unloading deep inside the receptive woman.

They remained coupled and mostly still for a bit, the kisses getting more tender and loving. Finally, they decided to get cleaned up. Grabbing their clothes, they headed inside, only to stop in shock at finding Megan waiting naked on the table.

Despite having just finished a rough coupling with Paige, Andy was surprised to find himself rising to the occasion. Paige took a chair where she could hold Megan's hand, while Andy moved into position to grant Megan her wish.

Andy pushed Megan's legs up, holding them at the knees for better control. The combination of angle and grip allowed him to hold her in place, giving him better leverage as he impaled her with his iron spike. Her eyes rolled up in her head as Andy was relentless in stoking her fire.

She only managed three orgasms before she passed out, but Andy didn't even slow down. He continued on, feeling her unconscious body quivering through multiple more, until he finally found his own.

Megan awoke to kisses and a full pussy. She decided that was a great way to wake up, but the table was maybe not the best bed in the house.

Andy followed behind the two naked beauties as they ascended the stairs, then found himself trapped between them in the shower. Everybody was sated, so there was a lot of bodily contact, but nothing more than soapy scrubbing happened. They got out before the water got too cold and collapsed on the bed. Andy couldn't help but smile with Megan on the right and Paige on his left.

* * * * *

"I guess we're going to need a bigger bed."

They looked up to find Tegan just inside the doorway, stripping out of her work clothes. When she was as naked as the other three, she moved towards them.

"Somebody's in my spot, so I guess I'll just have to sit on Andy's lap."

She smiled as Andy's cock came to attention, standing proud and ready as she crawled onto the bed. With a sigh, she settled down, sliding his sword into her needy sheath.

Part of her wanted to go full rodeo and ride him hard, but she went with the part that wanted a more gentle pace. Paige and Megan shifted to give her room for her knees, but they remained lying against Andy otherwise.

As she leaned in for a kiss, she realized exactly how close their faces were with their heads resting on his shoulders. Without really thinking about it, as she broke the kiss with Andy, she turned her head and kissed her sister in a very non-sisterly way.

Tegan's kiss surprised all four bedmates. Paige got jealous as Megan moved into the kiss, then met Tegan halfway when she broke the kiss with Megan and turned to her.

Andy had watched intently as the twins kissed each other, then shifted his gaze as Tegan turned to Paige. However, just as they started kissing, Megan grabbed his head and pulled him into a kiss.

He smiled as he realized that Megan was kissing him while he was fucking her sister, who was kissing Paige. His brain shutdown when he thought about how Megan and Paige scissoring would complete the circuit.

Tegan remained in primary control, fucking Andy at her own pace while going between all three with kisses. Andy was happy to lie there, a tight pussy gripping his shaft while three women took turns kissing him.

It was only Tegan's third orgasm when Andy popped for the third time that afternoon, but she was satisfied and fell still on his chest. Megan and Paige wrapped their arms over Tegan, pulling all four of them into a tight embrace.

There were smiles on all four faces as they faded into sleep.

* * * * *

It was getting late by the time they woke up, and none of them wanted to cook. Getting dressed went quicker than one might expect with four people in a room designed for two. They headed to the same nearby diner they often ate at. It had great food, but it wasn't trendy enough to have a long line on a Friday night.

Andy enjoyed the jealous looks again, getting even more with a third beautiful woman in tow.

While the notoriety had faded quickly the previous week, Paige changed the game. She gave him a passionate kiss before sliding into the booth. Not to be outdone, Tegan gave him another one before sliding in beside her. Megan showed them both up, then slid into the other side of the booth with a smirk. Andy mostly floated into his spot, a blush evident on his cheeks as the entire restaurant stared in shocked silence.

None of them wanted to call it a night after eating, so they ordered a ride share with a minivan and headed to a club. Again, they avoided the more crowded venues, opting for one where they would have room to actually dance rather than just grind in a mosh pit.

Unfortunately, several guys saw opportunity when three women walked in with only one man. With only one of them wearing a ring, Tegan and Paige took the brunt of the unwanted attention, although Megan wasn't completely spared.

Fortunately, the owner didn't want his club to earn a reputation, much less a lawsuit, so the four of them soon found themselves invited to move into the VIP section.

In the main section, they had only danced as a group, as Andy wasn't comfortable leaving any of the girls unprotected at the table. However, in the VIP section, he was able to dance with each of them individually as well. He still got plenty of jealous looks, but nobody approached them.

Well, none of the guys did. They were taking a break between dances when Andy noticed the eyes of his companions lock onto something behind him. He turned, but the woman behind him was focused on the ring on Megan's finger.

"Pardon me, but can I borrow your man for a dance or two? You don't seem to be the jealous type, and none of my dad's goons will dance with me." She nodded to a table off to the side with a couple of guys who looked out of place in the club. They were also staring at the four of them without blinking. "I'm Bethany, by the way."

The girls looked at each other, then shrugged. "Sure," Megan said. "Just make sure you return him like you found him. We have plans for him when we get home."

Bethany's eyes got big as she caught the implied meaning, her gaze shifting to the smiles on the other two. "All three of you…?"

"Don't worry, he can keep up," Megan said with a chuckle, "but we're not ready to see if he can handle four at a time just yet."

Bethany and Andy were both blushing as Megan pushed him out of his chair.

Megan watched them go, more conflicted than she expected. It didn't bother her that her husband was dancing with a strange woman. It bothered her that it didn't bother her. It bothered her more that she was enjoying thinking about watching her man take four women in a row.

* * * * *

They were all pretty sober, but it was nice to relax and let somebody else drive them home.

Without any discussion, they all headed upstairs, stripped down, and climbed into bed together. The bed wasn't built for four, but there was still room at each edge after they all snuggled together. Tegan reclaimed her spot on Andy's left side while Paige pressed in tight behind Megan.

Andy woke to the feeling of a warm mouth on his morning wood. He was disappointed when it slid up and off of his shaft, but he sighed as his cock was quickly enveloped again. He had a moment of wonder, as the tongue was now on the side of his dick, but the thought was quickly lost to the pleasure.

After just a few sucks, the tight lips slid up and off again. This time, as they slid back down his shaft, the tongue was definitely on the opposite side. Opening his eyes and lifting his head, he found Paige kneeling between his legs, while Megan and Tegan were kneeling on opposite sides. Each took a quick turn pleasuring him, then moved to allow the next one to have a go.

"He's awake!"

Andy couldn't help but be disappointed as all three girls jumped off the bed and pulled him up. His mood improved when Megan gave him a couple of strokes as she kissed him, but then she moved back again.

"Okay, we're going to play a game." Andy watched in confusion as the three naked women knelt down and leaned over the edge of the bed next to each other. "You rotate between us until you cum. The winner gets your load. The losers make breakfast.

"Go!"

Andy thought that sounded like a pretty fun game to play, and then he confirmed it truly was.

Tegan was a very happy winner, until Megan mentioned that she'd have to sit out round two, only to laugh at the distraught look on her face. "Just kidding," Megan shouted as she slipped out the door. Paige laughed and followed her as Andy led Tegan to the shower.

* * * * *

Megan looked serious as they sat down to breakfast. She took one bite, then put her fork down and looked around the table.

"I think we need to start looking for a bigger house." She raised her hand as all three of the others opened their mouths, but not to take a bite. "We need a bigger bedroom, with room for a family-size bed. Plus, we're going to need more bedrooms. The yard needs to be bigger too, not smaller because we built an addition."

All three had smiled and nodded at the bigger bed and bedroom, but they all frowned when she mentioned more bedrooms.

"Why do we need more bedrooms if we're all sharing one?"

Megan laughed at Tegan's confused look. "Well, Andy and I decided to stop birth control right before he got the marker, so hopefully I'm already pregnant. If not, I'm sure I will be soon."

She laughed again as Tegan's eyes got big.

"My Andy didn't require birth control…"

Andy turned to look at her in confusion, only for Megan to say two words. "He's plastic." Andy's eyes got big when the implication hit him. Tegan just blushed and smiled.

They all turned to Paige, who had remained suspiciously silent.

"I made James use condoms. I never tried to trick him, but I made it clear the choice was his; that I would be happy for us to become a family."

"It's settled then," Megan stated. "We look for a new house, and wife number four needs to be a stay-at-home nanny type."

Tegan patted Andy on the back as he choked on his orange juice.