Feature Writer: Mark Gander /
Feature Title: THE HONEY DEW LIST 17 /
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 17
The editing took a bit of time, as did reading Amos’s report, and then Tara’s to boot. Damien, Tara, and Amos all huddled for a bit as they revised, edited, amended, etc. to their online reports and editorials. Damien concluded in his column that the Volunteer wasn’t going to run and hide from the corrupt, racist, meth-dealing little empire that the Klan had established in that part of East Tennessee. They were bound and determined to break the power of the racist terrorist organization by a combination of investigative reporting and co-operation with law enforcement.
“Surprise, surprise,” someone covered up Damien’s eyes for a moment as they wrapped up work and prepared to relax and eat, “care to guess who this might be?”
Damien wasn’t entirely sure, but he guessed anyway, “Em?”
“Emmanuelle Lassiter, here at your service, though I’m far from alone, it would seem, in that respect. Nor am I alone in being fresh to your harem. I have, with me here and now, someone named Jill and someone else named Marina, both of whom badly want to be added, as does a county deputy named Sergeant Julio Suarez. The sergeant is gay, but aside from him, the rest of us are very bi,” a gorgeous young woman with chestnut brown hair, hazel eyes, and fair, freckled skin, approached him, with three others in tow.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Cassidy answered it, to find Harold Bird walking through the door. The young fellow was actually half-Thai, his father having visited that country on a regular basis and brought back a wife on whom he sired twelve children, Harold being the youngest. He had just been through a truly horrifying experience, so it wasn’t too shocking when Cassidy mouthed a request that she be allowed to “console” him a bit, to which Damien gave his approval with a grin.
Meanwhile, Amos didn’t waste time getting to know Julio better, as shown by the way that Will, Umberto, and he undressed the deputy and got to work on servicing the man. It wasn’t very long before Amos’s dick was in Julio’s butt, while Julio in turn screwed Umberto, and Will started fucking Julio’s face. For the sergeant, it was definitely the stuff of fantasy, as he loved being the focus of so much lust by his fellow man. He had a long, ongoing struggle between the social pressure to be a monogamous and discreet homosexual, versus embracing his primal sexuality and just enjoying the company of multiple partners. For the present, at least, primeval lust prevailed over society’s arbitrary conventions.
It was only a matter of minutes before Damien slid into Emmanuelle’s twat, his cock very stiff as he began screwing her in earnest, while several of his ladies watched and whistled their approval. Em herself started moaning in appreciation, already juicy wet from even the prospect of being boffed from behind over an ottoman. She had been over the moon when she learned that she was on the “honey do list” that Cassidy and the others had given Damien. She had secretly wanted to be Damien’s lover for the longest time. Sharing was an understood part of the package for her, especially since she never wanted to deprive Cassidy or break them up, just get her fair share of Damien’s dick.
“I’ve wanted you since forever!” Em confessed, hungry for the wonderful man that had made her sweet cousins and aunt so happy with their lives, not to mention so many other lucky people.
“Well, I certainly noticed you and desired you, just didn’t think it possible until lately. I’m so fucking glad that my ladies came up with this idea. I’m even more pleased with the ring,” Damien admitted as he really went balls deep in her delightful twat and Tammy started rimming her lovely ass.
“Fuck, cousin, that tongue of yours feels so damn good back there!” Em announced as she got the chills from being fucked by Damien and having her bottom licked at the same time.
For Damien, taking his sweet Emmanuelle was really the best sort of exercise to unwind from a crazy day such as this one. She was now fully under his power and influence, another Lassiter girl under his thumb, and, yes, under his protection as well. At least with the Lassiter family, they had one patriarch, and that was Damien. He was also head of the growing Martin clan, at least the Chattanooga branch of the family. The North Carolina Martins were no concern of his, at least for now. Damien fully intended to sire many children on Stephanie, as well as on others, and to let others do so as well. It would be a massive tribe before too long, and that was just the way that he wanted it. Breeding the Lassiter women was just the start of that.
“Oh, honey, this is going to rock for sure!” Jill told Damien as she grabbed his ass and started licking his butt-crack as well.
“Let me in on this, babe,” Marina had her own fun by kneeling to lick and suck on his balls and taint.
For Emmanuelle, being the focus of Damien’s lust for even a short time was overwhelming, as she had desired him from the day that they met. It was the stuff of her daydreams, her fantasies, her every night’s dream as well. She was more than a little smitten with Damien. She had been holding a torch for the man from the outset. Now, at last, she had what she wanted with the blessing of his other women, of course. Em couldn’t help but cream herself repeatedly, feeling the combined pleasures of Damien’s dick and Tammy’s tongue on her two holes.
“How does Em taste, by the way, Tammy?” Damien grinned as he teased his future sister-in-law, while fucking her cousin from behind.
“Sweet as peaches and cream, honey. She’s going to be one of my top picks for rimming, to say the least. I’m going to love eating her ass!” Tammy assured Damien, even as she kept tonguing her booty.
“Just remind me to return the favor, naturally,” Em warned Tammy, just as Damien lost it, especially as she added, “oh, and by the way, I kinda forgot to take the Pill recently. Guess who’s a fertile myrtle?”
It was already so wonderful, being inside Emmanuelle’s slippery snatch, feeling its soft walls coat his cock with slickness. When his fiancee’s cousin admitted to being fertile as fuck, it was far too much to resist. Damien erupted into Em’s twat, sending rope after rope of his very potent jizz into her cunt. He pumped for a few more strokes, but it was over and done now. His seed were sure to quicken Emmanuelle’s womb and expand her belly with his spawn.
“How was Harold, by the way?” Damien chuckled, just as Cassidy returned from riding the young editor into next week, even as the four men broke up their gay sex train to avoid collapse from overexertion.
“He was fantastic, I assure you! Really good at licking me, though his cock was nothing to sneeze at, either. Trust me, I wouldn’t kick him out of bed, though you’re still by far my favorite lover, dear. Can we add him to my list, maybe the others if they wish, pretty please?” Cassidy urged her fiance to include Harold in their fun and games for the long haul.
“I agree and I want him on mine, too,” Marlene spoke up as she walked in on everyone, bringing her ticket of admission in the form of an army’s worth of hoagies and cheesesteaks.
“Marlene!” Cassidy rushed to hug and kiss her friend, who laughed as she turned the friendly, platonic smooch into a lustful lip lock that few could match.
“So, now you admit that you want her and you did her, then?” Damien asserted himself as he cleared his throat, noticing that Marlene had brought her hubby along for the fun.
“Yes, and I confessed it all to Eddie here. His reaction was the biggest shock of all, especially once he learned of this ‘list’ business. He announced that I was getting a list of my own, and the first names that he put on it were those of Cassidy Lassiter and Damien Martin. Isn’t that right, Eddie? He was sufficiently aroused that I was fucked raw for two days straight, using Viagra and calling in his vacation days so that we could ‘do me justice for the awesome, hell-on-heels fuckmeat cum slut’ that I really am. Boy did I was nailed there, in more ways than one! We only stopped long enough to eat, sleep, shower, and other absolute necessities!” Marlene informed the whole group.
“So, now, Harold Bird is on your list, as well as Cassidy’s, I suspect. And mine, I hope,” Eddie declared with considerable aplomb, “just as Cassidy and Damien are on mine already.”
“Honey, assuming that Damien forgives me, I dare say that our lists are about to expand considerably. I would love to put every woman that he fucks on your list … and every man, if that’s alright with you. And I would really crave to have the same done for my list as well,” Marlene reassured her husband, quite aroused at the thought of them joining the tribe.
“Marlene, you’re more than forgiven. You’re welcome to join us, I swear. Both of you are, as is Harold Bird, and as are your mother and siblings if they wish it, Harold,” Damien promised, quite thrilled with the idea of adding an entire family of Thai Americans to the circle.
“So, it’s gonna be a regular Sodom and Gomorrah in this family,” Maryam laughed, even as Jill and Marina began feeding Damien by hand.
“What, it isn’t already? God, I’m slacking off here!” Damien chuckled, making everyone else laugh as he gratefully ate what Jill and Marina proffered him with their soft, eager hands.
“Oh, don’t think that I won’t try to get my mother, eight sisters, and three brothers involved in this, too, because I will do so gladly. However, even though I would love to spend a lot of time with you guys … and them, in bed, I have a proposal of my own to make. I’ve come to the conclusion that this worldview needs to be spread globally. I can still come in, visit, and enjoy you guys in bed, initiate you, etc.
“But for my long term plans and the good of our hedonistic, primal way of life, our philosophy, if you will, I would like to recommend that I lead my family back to Thailand to lead a kind of social revolution there. I would like for Bangkok to be the Asian toehold for our spread throughout the largest continent in the world. I think that we need to become a formal religion, become tax-exempt, ordain ministers, acquire corporate property as a religious foundation, and challenge the sway of the existing religious systems in every country of the world as well,” Harold told them over a handful of chips and another bite in his turkey hoagie.
“Yes, a new sect to lead the way out of racism, sexism, corporatism, isolationism, etc. Parochial worldviews can be cast aside at last. Also, being in Thailand has … other attractions, no doubt. I look forward to visiting there from time to time. With the wealth of our families and our new church combined, we can begin to subvert the existing social order, fund new organizations, institutions, festivals, etc., both in the United States, in Thailand, and everywhere else in the world, of course. We can buy out the Volunteer, given its present condition, with relative ease, and turn it into the mouthpiece of our new faith as well. We can set up congregations, though the real leadership will have to include Frank Pezzo and his brother Jim, among others,” Damien concurred with considerable conviction on those points.
“Yes, Frank and Jim were already moving in that direction, so you can help them branch out, including in the field of civil and political affairs as well as social and religious ones. He also wants you to visit your home state now and then to help confront your past, your exes, and to use them to create a local congregation. just as he dominated the nuns. By the way, he now owns several of those and they serve in the hierarchy of what he plans to organize as his church. We also seek to take over one of the third parties and turn it into the vehicle by which we dominate the future of Southern and even American politics. The major parties are dying and we both know it. The political establishment won’t know what hit them, of course.
“As a matter of fact, Frank wants me to run for Governor of Tennessee as an independent, and he plans to help me win the signatures necessary to get on the ballot. He wants you to step up to the plate and seek election as Mayor of Chattanooga, turning the administration of the Volunteer on a daily basis over to Amos Clark. Amos would be acting editor, and if you won, he’d step in as editor-in-chief permanently. Jim is to be Mayor of Hamilton County, by the way, so this would all work closely together, as part of Frank’s plan to form a political machine in Tennessee that could spread world-wide.
“Julio, you’re to run for Sheriff, while Maryam seeks election to Congress for her part, and eventually, we’ll groom Amos to seek an available Senate seat. We want Philippa to run for the state legislature … as the cross-dressing sissy that she is. We have reasons for this, naturally. This is all part of our objective to control local politics, and that is not even counting what we have in mind for the rest of you … and in what capacities. You’ll find out soon enough. Anyway, the ring will help us gain ground tremendously, and, by the way, Harold, Frank has just decided to give you the fourth ring. You’ll be Prime Minister of Thailand before you know it, or perhaps even more than that,” Alice Wilkins assured the group that they were following the right path for all of them.
“Well, considering that we’ll soon have a horde of sexually desperate men and women, ready to do our bidding in order to get their fix of Damien, I see no reason why we can’t win, do you? By the way, I can’t wait for us to meet Frank, Jim, and other companions of theirs. Including the ex-nuns. Think of the orgies!” Cassidy encouraged the others, including Alice as she brushed face and hair.
“By the way, Eddie has something else to tell you, don’t you, dear?” Marlene informed them all, even as she strapped on a dildo with a thigh harness and lubed up her husband for his pegging.
“I’ve decided that while I love being fucked myself by her and others, I don’t actually want to fuck anyone at all. I want to be the bottom on all occasions, even sex with Marlene. I want Marlene and the others to fuck me instead. Those times that we mentioned her being fucked … they weren’t by me. My sexuality is all about being taken, not taking others. I refuse to penetrate anyone ever again, man or woman. My list is all for people to use and dominate me, take me as they wish.
“I’m still in love with Marlene, of course, and I hope that she loves me, but this is what I need and I’m quite pleased with her for going along with it. It’s a lot of work for her, but she doesn’t seem to mind. I let them use me orally and anally as much as they wished. I bottomed for them all, much to their clear delight. Men and women alike, I knelt, bent over, and took on all comers, if you wish.
“This is not to say that I don’t enjoy sexual release through my cock and balls. It’s just that it will take the form of the classic ‘reacharound,’ where my penetrating partners would give me a hand job, I hope, to aid me in cumming during the act. Then I would just eat my own jizz from their hands to clean up my mess. This is far better than chastity, as I won’t be frustrated or denied pleasure. It will just emphasize bottoming rather than Topping, a far more enjoyable experience if you ask me.
“It won’t be one-sided, all about her pleasure and none for me, either. It will just be a different kind of orgasm and pleasure for me, as it were,” Eddie confessed, even as Marlene began pegging him fiercely, her strap-on driving deeper and rougher into his cornhole by the second.
“In that case,” Damien shoved his cock into Eddie’s open mouth, ordering him to suck him good, all the way back to full hardness (though with the ring, it was less of a worry).
“I need someone else to knock her up and keep her well-fucked, of course. Constantly, if you will. Trust me on that. The woman’s a serious nympho of late. She needs it bad, just as I do. So, how about it?” Eddie invited the others to screw his wife in front of the whole household and tribe … to do what he could never do.
“In that case,” Damien smiled with a nasty tone of voice as he slipped out of the husband’s mouth and into her luscious twat from behind, “Umberto, dear boy, be a dear and start fucking Eddie’s mouth. Don’t hesitate to fuck his face and cum down his throat whenever you’re ready.”
Although it was tough to believe, Eddie had never been happier in his life, thanks to Damien and others using him for sexual satisfaction of their own. He lived to submit to others, to bend over, and then surrender the booty, if you will. He was a plaything for others, not for himself, and that was exactly what he deserved. For Damien, it seldom got better than this.
THE END OF CHAPTER SEVENTEEN