Feature Writer: Mark Gander /
Feature Title: THE HONEY DEW LIST 13 /
Published: 01.12.2016
Copyright: © 2016 by Mark Gander
Story Codes: MF, FF, MM, Bi, Drug-use, Hypnosis, Paranormal, Incest, BDSM, Anal, Pegging, Pregnancy, Squirting, Voyeurism, WS, Violent /
Synopsis: A little play on words here. Damien Martin is right on the verge of dumping his rather demanding live-in girlfriend Cassidy Lassiter, when she surprises him with a new “honey-do list” that isn’t so bad after all. /
The Honey Dew List
Chapter 13
The promised orgy had been one for the record books, or so it felt to Damien, especially with the daemon inside him giving him such stamina, such serious sexual vigor. It also became a bit hazy to most of the participants, not that anyone minded much. They lost track of who fucked whom and so forth, stopped counting, worrying, planning, and suggesting, etc. It was a fantastic clusterfuck and so they indulged in it every bit as much as they could. He fucked one woman after another, plus several of the menfolk, even Roger, and they fucked him as well.
His lack of refractory period just made it easier to go from partner to partner, much to everyone’s delight, as they crashed for the night and fell asleep. Even Damien dozed off, resting on a hideaway bed with Vera on one side of him, Cassidy on the other, meaning that they were probably his final partners that night. He dreamt of even more orgies and free-for-alls, even as Vera’s head rested on his right shoulder, Cassidy’s on his chest.
When Damien awoke, it was to the sound of a crash, as the front door burst open and angry men broke into the house, something that proved a serious lack of preparation on both his part and theirs. Almost immediately, Damien grabbed his 9 mm Luger and Cassidy took her .38 special revolver to face the strangers, all of whom wore ski masks. There were four of them, and when Damien aimed directly at one of them, while Cassidy did so at another, they bolted, leaving some damage to Maryam’s lock and the front door. One, however, abruptly ran toward the house again, this time tearing off the ski mask, only to reveal a woman’s face.
“Don’t shoot! I had to join them as a way to get away from them! I wasn’t going to let them hurt you, I swear! I’m not in the Klan or a friend of theirs at all! I’m Nicole Forrester, Stanley’s wife!” she showed her wedding band and let her hair down to prove her point.
“So, they are Klan, are they? Well, that’s a nice little bit of confirmation, to say the least. Hell of a way to learn of it, though,” Amos spoke up while his hand rest on Will’s ass, making Damien wonder when Will had arrived … though he was on the list.
“Yes, sir, they’re Klan for sure. My husband, Stanley, is Klan, and they meant to get him sprung from custody, one way or the other. Lewis is Klan, too, isn’t he, Lauren? Don’t think that I don’t know that you know that he’s with the KKK. Same circle of folks, whether in a meth lab or on a golf course. Their redneck, skinhead buddies are just the muscle, but the deep core of the group are those guys, and by coming themselves, they meant to send a message to you, sir. You’re Damien Martin, right? And you must be … Amos Clark?” Nicole kept speaking, while Amos in particular listened and nodded.
“That’s me in the flesh,” Damien grinned as he closed the door and Roger worked on fixing the lock, “Damien Martin, man of the house and one of the editors of the Volunteer. This young man here is Amos Clark, one of our star investigative reporters, I assure you.”
“And this is Will, my new boyfriend. Well, one of them. This here is Umberto, my other new boyfriend,” Amos chuckled, “Yes, this is a big one and no girls allowed. Nothing personal. I’m just an all-out, totally committed, one hundred percent, old-fashioned homosexual. I’m as gay as they come.”
“So, you’re the ones making my Stanley and his buddies in the Klan and underworld sweat buckets of late. You’re causing them serious restless nights, and now they’re really running scared. Between your reporting, Amos, and your support for it, Damien, you’ve both got them to their wits’ end. I bet that it would be extra humiliating for them if they ever learn that a Tarheel cracker and a gay, well … I won’t use the term, but they would, and it rhymes with ‘digger,’ but you get the idea, two people of the sort that they despise are bringing them down. They know that you’re black, but they don’t know that you’re gay.
“Lewis was one of the other three, just so you know, Damien. They really want back at both of you, and I get the feeling that Stanley is still pissed that you’re dating Cassidy, just as Lewis is about you and Lauren. When you piss off high society, you do nothing by halves, do you?” Mrs. Forrester commented with surprised admiration … and not just at Damien’s actions or Amos’s, for that matter.
“I’m not a fan of half-measures, nor, I suspect, is Amos, am I right, man?” Damien turned to Amos.
“Not in the least. I go for the jugular. You have to be ruthless in my branch of journalism,” Mr. Clark smiled in a predatory manner.
“On a different note, Damien, how do you do it? Get women to be that happy about sharing you and being shared? I did things to keep Stanley from doing far worse to me, and I did plenty of things that weren’t just a bit of harmless adultery. I won’t lie … I enjoyed them more than I let on, but my first motive was to avoid his wrath,” Nicole continued, blushing and feeling some dampness under her black cargo pants.
“She’s aroused! She’s attracted to you and turned on by your sexual prowess! She’s thinking of taking you to bed right now!” Maryam distracted herself from the damage to a house that she planned to sell soon by blurting her impressions of the socialite.
“Strip and find out what it is about me that make men and women alike wish for more and keep coming back for it! Come on, take off your pants, girlie! I’m in a weird kind of mood, and I’d rather not dwell on my rage over this raid by your friends! Nothing’s surer to stick it to your old man than to pound your sweet ass … Unless you’re afraid or against it, that is. I’d never force a gal,” Damien’s eyes danced as he took in Nicole’s body.
“Yep, she goes on the list for sure!” Cassidy licked her lips at the prospect of her fiance fucking this Southern belle into next week.
“List?” Nicole squirmed as she found herself removing her pants, her wetness giving a strong scent throughout the house.
“A list of his assigned lovers, just as there is a list of mine, etc. He’s now required, by a mutual agreement, to have regular sex with you. How does that sound? Hope that you can be added to my list as well,” Maryam spoke for her part.
“And mine,” Tammy concurred, “It’s a nice, long list, but you’ll get used to it. Now, what do you think of being added to the list and become one of his lovers … and ours?”
“Yes, she’s on your lists, girls, if she’s into women, of course. If not, well, that’s between you and her. I know that you’d never force yourself on her,” Damien agreed.
“Oh … I’d do it! All of it. Fuck regular sex. I want lots of kinky, deviant sex much of the time. Stanley and Lewis had faults, but they also got me hooked on some wild stuff, trust me. I just hope that I’m not too freaky for this,” Nicole blushed and giggled as she suddenly pushed Damien onto the hideaway bed and straddled his cock, “Sorry if I’m being too forward, but I need this … and you deserve some kind of payback to Stanley and Lewis, good sir!”
“Damn, she is being aggressive, but I like it!” Damien confessed, “Don’t make too much of that, though. I like to be the aggressor myself more often than not.”
“Yes, well, I’m fresh off the Pill and I came here for a reason that went even better than I hoped. I wanted to ambush them and then blindside them by fucking you in front of them, but this is even more fun! I wanted to get knocked up, and if you don’t mind, I intend to do just that!” Nicole declared as she rode Damien, eager to service him.
“To really improve the odds, you should also let the boys here each take you as well,” Damien propositioned her as she bounced on his cock, which just made her more eager, judging by her frantic hip movements.
“Oh, God, yes! Lots of dick inside me! The more, the better! I’ll gladly submit to a gang-bang by you guys! I’ll be happy to pull a train!” Nicole exclaimed as she noticed Maryam turning on the camcorder again to record her newest lay.
“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go to work,” Cassidy smiled, locking lips with Damien, “But I’ll be sure to watch the sex tape, given the chance, and I’ll be home later to get my turn at some of the menfolk … and ladies.”
“I have to get to work, too, but I’ll be back later,” Amos agreed, giving Will and Umberto both French kisses as he left for his job.
“And me, as soon as I am done taking Nicole’s glorious twat. I might be a little later than usual, but thankfully, we have flex time, don’t we? It pays to be on salary rather than hourly, anyway,” Damien noted as he continued taking Nicole from beneath, enjoying the way that her tits swung toward his face as she rode his cock.
“When you wash up, you should leave your dick alone, so that you smell like her pussy all day long. Her pussy smells very sweet, very nice, and I will be so turned-on, working with you while your prick smells of eau de Nicole! Naturally, as your work wife, I plan to add my scent to it on your first break, if that’s alright by you! Neat little workplace quickie for us! I’m gonna seriously enjoy sucking her juices off your dick, too, if I can help it!” Tara warned Damien, causing both Nicole and he to finish faster than planned.
“Mmmmm … that was short, but very sweet, and I look forward to a lot more when you’re not as rushed for time. Alright, boys, who wants the next turn at my snatch?”
Nicole grabbed Jason, who had returned when he heard of the incident to make sure that Charlene and the rest were safe, having gone to work much earlier than the rest. The next thing that Jason knew, his uniform trousers were down and a very sexy civilian had him pinned on the bed. Charlene was off that day, so she made sure to muffle his protests by sitting on his face while Nicole used his dick for her pleasure. Jason mentally decided that he would go back to work with Nicole’s essence on his cock and Charlene’s on his face. Let the other cops get jealous, as they were sure to do. He had all the luck, including a wild, wonderful wife who understood him and put him frequently out to stud.
Damien gave each of his ladies kisses after he finished with his personal grooming and headed for work, still smelling of Nicole below the waist, as Tara had urged him. Each woman gave him a generous amount of tongue, several of them tasting of pussy and at least two of them tasting of female ass, in fact. Tammy in particular also made a point of rimming her mother right before she kissed Damien, and she used a lot of tongue as well. She also whispered her plans to greet him with a “surprise” when he got home from work.
Tara offered to drive Damien and he took her up on it, which gave her the chance to speak very suggestively to him the whole way to work, clearly intending to keep him rather aroused. As for the rest, well, some had jobs and went to them, but others, such as Tammy and Maryam, got busy fluffing for Nicole and whichever men fucked her. Some of the men had to dash to work right after they had Mrs. Forrester’s twat enclosed around their cocks, leaving Nicole with a kiss and a creampie in her snatch. Her pussy was soon drenched in both her cum and theirs, as each man spent his load inside her. Last of all was Roger, who was off for the next few days and could thus make full use of the socialite’s body himself … and others.
Whether at work or at home, one thing was clear … it was going to be one hell of a busy day.
THE END OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN