Title: Sweet Smell Of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty
Keywords: mc, mF, fF, group, inc, teen, mat, mom, son, daughter, cheat, anal, brother, sister, mdom, nc
Author: Caesar
Summary: Davids power grows as does his harem of female sex slaves.
Universe: Sweet Smell Of Lust











There was a young lad name of Durcan
Who was always jerkin' his gherkin.
        His father said, "Durcan!
        Stop jerkin' your gherkin!
Your gherkin's for ferkin', not jerkin'.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty (Part 2)

by Caesar, copyright 1995

$Revision: 1.4 $ $Date: 2007-12-02 07:47:46 $

 Part 1 - written 1995 - A Young Mans Experiment
 Part 2 - written 1996 - Start Of A Dynasty
 Part 3 - written 1999 - Struggle For Power
 Part 4 - written 2000 - New Generation
 Part 5 - written 2001 - Final Struggle




The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - I (Part 2)

They were called pheromones.

Virginia sat in her old high school library and continued to research,
hoping to find something that gave her a way out of the life she now
led.  She had found many references to animals being controlled by
scent but none that hinted at how to break them from their own savage
urges.  The more she researched the deeper was her despair, there
appeared no answer to her dilemma.

Months had passed, and her boyfriend's house had changed but little.
David was the sole supplier for the addictive drug known by only a
handful as `Toilet Water'.  He created it in his small basement lab
and behind locked doors distributed into small thimble sized
containers.  It was given to the selected ladies in his house, to be
used as he saw fit.  It was often a means of a reward and sometimes to
subdue.

Though Virginia wanted to break her addiction to the delicious scent,
she had yet been able to control herself after the first distant smell
reached her nose.  She tried to hold her breath, but her own urges
quickly changed her plan.  So delirious for the liquid that she became
desperate whenever she saw it.

Her life had changed hugely by her uncaring boyfriend.  Once, Virginia
was the queen of the high school social scene, but that soon changed
to being an outcast.  None of her original friends accepted her new
relationship with David, at least the public relationship which they
knew about.  He was not accepted in the crowd she once reigned in.
Yet, she had no choice.  In fact, David often liked to show off his
mastery of the best looking girl in school.  Necking in the hallways,
a fondle of her bottom all while one of her former friends stood by.
Virginia had no choice.

Her graduation from high school was barely noticed by anyone.  Only
David missed her about the halls of his school, as he had two more
years to attend before also graduating.  At his request she moved into
his house and slept in the converted family room in the basement.  The
large private room had been converted into a huge plush comfortable
den for David's pleasure.  Virginia rarely slept alone these days.

Samantha often slept over, with an anxious excitement that Virginia
wished she herself felt.  Her parents, didn't like that she had moved
into her own place or that another of their daughters spent so much
time over there.  Yet after meeting David and his polite assurance
that they had their own space, they conceded to their daughters
wishes.  They were often too busy with work and their large family to
worry about one, or two, of their daughters private lifestyles.

What happened to Mrs. Wilson was what every woman who has tasted the
pleasure of `Toilet Water' feared.  With David's direction she was
instructed to leave her husband and find her own apartment with her
two daughters.  The apartment only had one bedroom but big enough for
a huge bed.  She of course, followed his every wish.  If she was not
summoned to her masters home on any given week, she would be given a
vial of the addictive scent to hold her over.

That was when she seemed to loose control of the fragile balance
between pleasure and sanity that they all lead.  David dropped off the
vial to his instructor at school, as she often did, Mrs.  Wilson
quickly opened it to enjoy the smell.  Returning to retrieve his
forgotten books, David found the older woman kneeling naked in the
middle of three students.  Each of the young men had their cocks out
and she was frantically sucking and stroking them.  The scent driving
her passions past caring.  That was the end of her pleasure and the
beginning of a torturous time.

Virginia suspected it was also an addition to the original experiment
to David.  How would an addicted woman react when the flow of `Toilet
Water' was turned off - not well as was evident to how Mrs. Wilson
reacted.  She was still a junkie, and the simple thought of the drug
would cause her to do just about anything.  The last Virginia heard
was that she hitched her way south with two of her students where she
abandoned them for a truck driver.  She was not heard of since.  Her
two daughters, Jill and Mary, now lived with David.

David's sister Kerry was still the attentive and sexual object of
passion in the house.  She loved her brother very much and gave him
any liberty with her person.  In fact she loved to be taken advantage
of - to be used.  She was still his biggest supporter for the
continuation of their current lifestyle.

David's mom had changed since that morning when Virginia lost control
and tormented her.  The attractive teen felt remorse at what she had
done to the older woman, but realized her intentions had worked.  No
longer was the middle-aged mother a domineering factor in Virginia's
life, rather she was very submissive with her son's girlfriend.

No other lady in the household could get away with anything when
David's mother was about, yet Virginia seemed separated from this
pressure.  In fact, when the opportunity presented, the middle- aged
woman became quite submissive and desirable for Virginia.  The young
woman suspected it was her own show of force that seemed to set the
dominate role she now enjoyed.

Virginia was in fact embarrassed at what she did to the woman, and had
yet to again torment and pleasure her in the same was as that one
time.  Sometimes the older woman begged to be spanked, and Virginia
had no qualms about delivering a firm open-handed spanking to the pale
round buttocks.  But that was as far as she was prepared to go.
Unless provoked.

If things hadn't changed much in that house, it was because David
wanted them to stay just the way they were.  He wanted to wake up in
the morning with one or two of the woman in his household.  He wanted
to be able to fuck any woman, anytime, he wished.  He usually liked
his ladies with nothing worn but a smile, other than his mother and
her sexy lingerie.  Within his house, every action, every decision was
controlled by the only man in all those ladies lives.

David was a nerd in school, and it was obvious to Virginia, he was
also a nerd at home.  He enjoyed playing little games with his ladies
while he watched.  His high intelligence sometimes didn't help him to
understand women or the world in general.  That is why he relied upon
his mother for guidance to keep the household running without any
interference from anyone not under his control.

Virginia knew money was starting to run thin.  David's mom had missed
so many days from work while having many more mouths to feed that
simply paying the mortgage seemed to strain the budget.  David was
even going to send Virginia out to get a job but she had overheard the
`den mother' convince her son not to.  The teen was not sure why.

A pile of books lay before her, a pile of books that did little to
answer her questions.  She felt like crying in frustration and anger.
Virginia didn't know what to do, how to break her addiction to `Toilet
Water'.  Just sitting there alone thinking about it causes her to
quiver with delicious anticipation.  Even while her mind is disgusted
with herself at her uncontrollable actions.

She stood to meet her boyfriend, as it was only moments before his
last class of the day.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - II (Part 2)

David sat smoldering with anger.  In his hand was another overdue
bill, the hydroelectric bill.  His mother sat across from him while
his girlfriend sat on his right side.

All were silent.

The young mans paradise was starting to fade.  Real life was beginning
to interrupt his sexual island and he was not sure how to stop it.  He
was angry not at anyone, since it was no ones fault but his own, but
he had no control over those outside this house.

His mom was still dressed in her business attire since she just got in
the door from work when David asked her into the kitchen.  She cleared
her throat in preparation for breaking the silence.  "We could move to
a smaller place?"

David noticed his girlfriend wince, the house was already becoming
cramped.  "No, I don't think we can."  He had to control his voice, or
it may tremble with anger.

Virginia, normally quiet about her boyfriend, added, "I agree.  If
anything we need a larger house."  The three of them nodded in
agreement.

Money had become a touchy subject in the last month and now things
were coming to a conclusion.  It was more than just one overdue bill.
"How much do we have left over this month mom?"  He meant, how much
after they just paid the mortgage and purchased food.

She was reluctant to answer, "Not enough."

It was Kelly that interrupted with a suggestion, she had been lurking
near the fridge listening.  "Why not get a rich woman to join us?"
She meant, join her brothers harem.

He looked over in surprise at the suggestion, again enjoying his
sisters youthful strong naked body.  David saw his mother nod to
herself a small smile coming to her lips confirming her son's own
thoughts.  He turned to Virginia, "Do you know anyone that we could
approach?"  She had grown up in a different class of people than David
or his family had and he suspected she would come up with the perfect
woman who could solve all there problems.

He saw her hesitation and guessed she did not want to add another
woman to his household.  David know of her dominance in the house and
since she didn't take advantage of it, allowed it to continue.  He
thought she was hesitant because she was worried about loosing her
role.

In fact he was wrong, she did not want to submit another woman to the
mental and physical torture she found herself in.  "Its been a while
and I'm not sure of anyone that would fit."

Whatever the reason, her words were not believed.  "Is Samantha out of
school yet?"  Virginia nodded no, knowing he could not be stopped.
"Well have her come down to my lab as soon as she's here."  He stood
up to leave, a new smile appearing on his face.  "It may be fun having
another woman join us."

Kelly, ever the persistent and unsympathetic one asked, "Do you want
another girl or a old woman?"  Her mom raised an eyebrow and David
laughed at his sisters blunt words.  "We'll see."


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - III (Part 2)

The perfect woman was found, at least it sounded like the perfect
person to help with all their problems.  The biggest problem was her
husband and family.  Samantha, Kelly, and David had watched the woman
from a car while she shopped with a friend.  The woman, Mrs. Gail
Deaumont, was smiling and generally looking like she hadn't a care in
the world.  David appraised her, wondering at the things she would do
for him.  She almost forty years old with auburn long hair and every
expensive immaculate clothing.  Her face was attractive, but beginning
to show her age.

Kelly off-handily spoke about the woman as if she was already part of
their household.  "Her legs are a bit thin but its not too noticeable
with her tiny waist.  I wonder if she trims her pussy?"

Samantha, instructed to learn and tell David everything about Gail
also spoke, usually alternating with Kelly's foreword comments.  "Jim
is her oldest boy, he is one year ahead of you in school David."

"Her breasts are kinda small..."

"Tony is her youngest, thirteen."

"... and that means her nipples are probably tiny."

"Mrs. Deaumont's husband retired a few years ago, and my mom says he
doesn't need to work because he's so rich."

"Do you like big or small nipples Davy?"

"They have two homes, one here on the mountain", that was the common
name for large expensive residences that overlooked most the town,
"and the other on the east coast somewhere."

"No matter."  Kelly giggled.  "I wonder what she tastes like?"

David interrupted, listening to both young woman, "What about her
daughter?"

Kelly smiled and also waited the answer.  Samantha continued, "Her
name is Loni and she is some kind of swimsuit model in the city."

"And?"  Kelly asked.

"She is nineteen years old but a bit snotty."

It was David's turn to snicker.  No woman would resist him when he
offered them the nirvana of his experiment.  He asked, his eyes not
coming off the woman across the road, "So how do we get her?"

Samantha was silent but not surprisingly Kelly had an idea.  "We could
just grab her and give her some `Water'!"

It wasn't something he wanted to do, physically force a woman to do
what he wanted.  There was no need, not with `Toilet Water' readably
available.  "No.  We have to give her the `Water' and have her come to
us."

Kelly looked disappointed, she probably thought they could do the
capture right away.  It was Samantha that spoke up, "How do we give it
to her?"

"That's the hard part.  What does she do Samantha?"

The young girl bit her bottom lip trying to remember all the
information she had found out about the upper class woman.  "Mostly
she likes throwing parties.  At least that is what my mom says."  She
saw David's look of impatience.  "Well she is on some kind of chairman
for a local charity, `Helping Hand' I think."

David started to smile.

"Don't you think her ass is a little flat Davy?  Not like moms' at
all."  David started to laugh at his sisters words.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - IV (Part 2)

Virginia hated what she was about to do, but she was also very excited
that she was going to enjoy the vial of `Toilet Water' in her coat
pocket very soon.  It was always torture when she was in possession of
some of the addictive elixir and instructed to give it to someone
else.  Though her boyfriend always rewarded her and she was the only
woman in the household that could be trusted with a closed vial.

The bus ride downtown lasted forever.  And the five minute walk
afterwards felt like ten miles.  The feather light vial felt like
twenty pounds.

She was admitted into the office by a faceless secretary and Virginia
sat alone for almost a minute before Mrs. Deaumont came in.  The
almost- forty year old woman smiled hugely and closed the door behind
her then extended her hand.  "Hello Virginia!  Its been months since I
saw you.  How is your mother?"

Virginia felt the water in her mouth dry up, "She is doing fine
Mrs. Deaumont."

"Oh, please.  Your a woman now, please call me Gail."  She sat behind
her desk.

It was time, as per David's command.  Mrs.  Deaumont was seated and
they were alone.  Virginia pulled the vial from her pocket and opened
the top and allowed it to drop to the floor.  Immediately she noticed
the scent and felt her excitement run through her veins.

"What can I do for you my dear?"  Gail frowned and breathed deeply.

"Well, I thought I would see you about a job. Mom told me to come see
you."  That was a lie, but her own sister had suggested this when the
plan was given to Virginia.

"I see."  Virginia shifted in her seat, her hands grasping the arms of
the chair attempting to continue with her current composure.  Mrs.
Deaumont also shifted and the teen noticed one hand drop beneath the
edge of the desk top.  "Well of course I can help you if I can.
Normally", she stopped and sighed deeply then shook her head and
continued, "I don't do the hiring."  She stopped and it looked like
she was trying to collect her thoughts.  "Actually dear, if you would
go see my secretary she will help you."

Gail was trying to get rid of the young woman, but this was also
according to plan.  Virginia stood up then came to the edge of the
desk and leaned over.  "Please Gail, don't brush me off like that.  I
really need this job."  She saw the middle-aged woman trying not to
look down the front of the loose dress of her friends daughter.  David
knew that the scent of his experiment did away with a woman's normal
inhibitions about homo sexuality.  It was simply the pleasure received
from another person that was important.

"Please go."  She was starting too lose control, thought Virginia, the
"Water" has her.

"Please Gail, I'll do anything for this chance!"  That was when the
very pretty young woman leaned the last six inches foreword and placed
her lips on Mrs. Deaumont's.

Gail had her eyes wide open looking with surprise at the young lady.
Yet, she didn't resist when those same lips opened enough for a warm
moist tongue to slip into her mouth.  In fact the older woman heard
the moan of pleasure come from her own throat.  Barely noticeable, a
hand also squeezed one of her small still firm breasts.  It was
delicious and she couldn't stop the moan of pleasure that she emitted.

Virginia fought the urge and power of the scent and pulled away from
the woman.  There was one more act to this play.  "Is that what I have
to do to get the job?"  Virginia started to unbutton the front of her
loose summer dress.  Mrs. Deaumont could do nothing but breath deeply
and watch the slow sexy disrobing as the perfect body of the beautiful
woman came into view.

"No..."  Is all that the woman uttered.  But it held no conviction,
she didn't believe it herself.  Virginia simply ignored it.

The dress dropped to the floor revealing the wonderful smooth
nakedness beneath.  Virginia had worn no undergarments and so lost in
the new adventure of sensuality, that Gail hadn't even noticed.  "I'll
do anything you want Gail."  She stood for only a few seconds before
again advancing toward the desk.  Gail was silent in surprise and
unexpected excitement.  The teen leaned over and pressed a large firm
breast against Gail's mouth.

The dry hot lips found and enclosed about the nipple before strongly
sucking.  Virginia moaned with pleasure.  The play was over - now it
was time to just enjoy the conclusion.  Laying almost upon the desk,
Virginia slid a hand down to the other side and easily found the rich
woman's smooth hairless thigh.  The older woman had not been able to
control her own urges and pulled up the mid-thigh skirt to her waist
to get a hand at her own sex.  This allowed access to her crotch,
which made it easy for the experienced bisexual young woman.

Fingers fumbled with the panties before finding the small crevice and
moisture than dripped from it.  Virginia spoke into the auburn hair,
"I'm going to eat you until you scream Gail."  The groan of
pleasurable expectation was her answer.  "You'll never have an orgasm
like the one I'm going to give you."  Virginia pulled her own chest
from the hungry mouth.

Gail's face was wet with her own saliva and she gasped out, "Yes.
Make me come.  Lick me Virginia, please!"  The young woman came around
the desk and turned Gail's seat until she faced her.  "I haven't been
had a tongue inside me for years dear, I need it so bad."  She was
practically crying for release and Virginia hated herself for what she
was forced into doing to this friendly woman.

Kneeling before that wide leather chair, Virginia licked her lips in
anticipation for what was about to come.  Even without any scent in
the air, Virginia always fantasized about licking another woman.
Though she had never once considered Mrs.  Deaumont in her fantasies.
She now regretted that decision.

With hurried anticipation, Gail wiggled her bottom and slipped her
unattractive panties down her long slim legs.  They were forgotten as
soon as they dropped to the floor.  The mother of three bit her bottom
lip while placing her legs over the arms of her large comfortable
chair.  The skirt was already pulled to her waist so there was no
longer anything to cover her sex.

Virginia saw the woman's sexual moisture as it dropped down and
created a small pool upon the dark leather.  The woman had trimmed her
pussy enough that there were no hairs around the outer lips.  The teen
had become familiar with several different female sexual organs these
last few months and found herself admiring this particular one.

"Please Virginia - don't make me wait!"

The teen couldn't control her own urges and found herself diving head
first between those pale slim thighs.  Her tongue made first contact
with the enlarged clitoris and Gail jerked up in her seat.  "Yes!"  It
also pushed the head out from between the smooth thighs.

The older woman seemed to melt into her leather office seat, her ass
almost sliding off the edge.  Virginia was confronted by an
unrestricted view of the trimmed pouting lips before her.  They seemed
to quiver with their own erotic breath.

Virginia's mouth was only three inches from that frothing center of
delight.  And her eyes watched in delight as a thick drop of clear
liquid dropped from the bottom of the dark pink vaginal hole, past the
wrinkled anus, to drip slowing to the floor below.

That was too much, Virginia leaned forward to catch the next drop
before it landed upon the floor.  Mrs. Deaumont actually squealed when
the young woman's talented tongue moved up directly onto her sensitive
virgin ass hole.  Any sexual contact was stimulating when under the
influence.  Gail suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of the
teens head and pushed her mouth right over her burning itching
clitoris.  When finally the tongue touched it, Mrs. Deaumont exploded
in orgasm.

It had to be the best orgasm she had ever felt, her body rocked with
the explosion of sexual pressure letting go.  Virginia's mouth moved
lower and she tasted the extra liquid roll down her throat.  The
thighs closed over the long naturally curly hair, crushing the pretty
face against the vibrating sex.

No cock had ever given her this pleasure, nor had any of her own self
induced orgasms.  It was something totally unexpected and very
pleasurable.

Virginia felt the muscles of the restraining thighs finally sag and
the legs fell back.  The teen looked up and wondered if Mrs. Deaumont
had passed out.  It didn't matter, her own senses were overtaken by
the smell that clouded her brain.  She moved up and began to dive into
the older woman's clothes to get her tiny breasts.  She wanted to
taste the nipples, feel them harden beneath her tongue.

The older woman was in no position to stop her.  Virginia had her own
orgasm to enjoy, and Gail probably had at least one more.  Already the
attractive woman seemed to be recovering, probably from the tearing at
the front of her clothes and the hairy wet pussy humping her leg.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - V (Part 2)

Gail knocked on the door and waited for an answer.  What was she doing
here, why did she come?  She had asked herself this several times
since Virginia had called her, requesting another more secluded
meeting.  The first still amazed the forty year old woman, how she
orgasmed four times by that talented young lady.  The things she did,
things she never once considered doing, caused her cheeks to blush
fiercely.

She told herself that this meeting would only allow her to let the
teen off easy, to let her know the last meeting should never have
turned out how it did.  But, her memory of that first explosive orgasm
caused her knees to quiver.

When the door opened, Gail faced a mid-teen whom she had never seen
before.  He held out his hand and smiled to the woman, "Please come in
Mrs.  Deaumont."  She saw that he was what her daughter would have
called a nerd, the description fit this young man.

"Yes."  She stepped past the doorway and the young man.  "Is Virginia
in?"

"No, but she will be back very soon."  The young man smiled, "You are
early, couldn't wait huh?"  He shut the door behind him.

"Pardon me?"  She felt the blood rush to her face wondering if
Virginia had told anyone of what happened between them.

"Please come in.  My name is David."

She nodded, then reluctantly told her name, "Gail."

"Anything to drink?"

"No thank you."  She was lead into the living room and the young nerd
sat across from her staring intently at her body.  When his eyes
wandered over her breasts and up and down her crossed legs, she
realized that he knew about her and Virginia.  That knowledge caused
her blood to go cold.

"When did Virginia move here?"  She looked about the room, attempting
to hide her embarrassment and to break the awkward silence.  Also, she
wondered why that pretty young thing would move into a house like this
after living with at her parents large home for so long.  It meant the
teenager was living a different life than the one she grew up in.

Then the smell hit her.  Immediately it brought back detailed flashes
of her meeting with Virginia in her own office, and images of that
talented tongue pressed into her glistening folds came to mind.
Unconsciously she pressed her thighs together, trying to stifle the
tingling she felt in her groin.

That smell?  She realized the only other place she had smelt it was in
her office almost a week ago, just before she had sampled the teens
wonderful body.  It seemed to drift into her nasal passages and out
into every nerve of her body.  Goose bumps appeared upon her skin, and
she trembled slightly.  Her sex felt like it was flooding with hot
liquid and she knew the dampness would show through her panties and
slacks very soon.  Again she squeezed her thighs together, but didn't
release them for a long time.  What was that wonderful smell?

She saw David staring at her, smugly smiling, but otherwise just
looking at her impatiently.  As if she was a painting or a flower
arrangement, she thought.  When his eyes moved down to her ankles and
then started to move slowly up her slim legs she felt his gaze almost
as a physical touch on her skin.  Her mind became clouded with her own
desirous needs and she could feel the beating of her heart quicken
when his gaze reached the spot between her legs.

Nothing could be seen of course, but she felt like she was totally
exposed to this nerd.  Then the thought hit her, the nerd had a cock.
A hard throbbing teenage cock!  She felt a hand grasping her left
breast and looking down realized it was her own hand.  Her mouth was
watering just thinking about that cock between David's legs, only a
few feet from her.

"It would be easier if you took your clothing off."

Of course it would, she mentally snapped.  Then she looked down and
found her trembling hands tearing at the buttons of her blouse.  At
first she was shocked at the thought of disrobing now, here in front
of that young man.  But at the same time, she felt a rush of
excitement.  How deliciously wicked it would be to show the nerd her
body - he was probably a virgin and had never seen a real woman
before.

When she finally threw her bra off her shoulders, Gail felt the
tightening of her nipples.  They were so hard, she thought, like
rocks.  The warm air brushed against her skin but she still trembled.

"Now for the pants."

She felt foolish, of course the pants.  When she was wiggling the
slacks past her hips, she wondered again why she was doing this.  Then
Gail saw her own secretions on the inside of her panties, a long
thread still clung to her sex, and she knew why.  Sex!

Gail wanted to taste herself, wondered if she tasted anything like
that sweet juice of Virginia's.  When Gail spread her legs wide on the
couch and slid a finger down between the hairless lips of her sex, a
loud groan escaped from her.  She lifted the digit up and hungrily
sucked herself from it.

"Rub yourself Gail."

She didn't even think about what he said, it was too logical.  She did
exactly as he asked and moved her hand back between her thighs and
started to manipulate herself with familiar movements.  The mother and
wife could hear her loud quick breath as she started to work upon
herself.  Your a slut Gail, she thought, a gorgeous desirable slut who
needs to come.

After a few seconds, when her eyes moved back up to the young man.
She was surprised to see the nerd naked only a foot before her.  His
cock was hard and pointed almost right at her face.  That sight caused
her first small orgasm.  It was too much, cunt, cock, it didn't
matter.  The forty year old just needed something to get fucked with.

"Cock!"  She mumbled.  "Gimmie!"

David actually laughed when he stepped foreword and Gail opened mouth
about the hard organ.

Any thoughts of family, marriage, or even propriety were gone.  The
mature woman was a slut, hungry for an orgasm and desirous for any
sexual stimulation at all.  The nerd who had been sitting in front of
her was now the most handsome hunk she had ever seen, who's cock was
the hardest she had ever witnessed, and she would do anything that
combination requested.

Her mind only registered some of the words his mouth was saying.  So
intent upon savoring the hard manhood in her mouth, that she almost
missed words like "slave", "toy", and "money".  Later, when some of
her senses returned she would remember them.  Now, she was a sexual
deviant.  Something she had never been, nor would she have considered
it.

Gail barely noticed as the young man pulled her off the couch and
threw her on the floor.  She didn't care, she simply watched that hard
cock of his and remembered the taste of him.  Then he was close above
her, his cock slicing through her overheated folds until his pelvis
ground against hers.  It was the first cock she has had in over a
month, and the feeling of him inside her was enough to bring about
another orgasm.  Larger than the last, but not strong enough to dull
her senses.  In other words she wanted, no needed, more of that cock.

She felt her legs pressed back, her knees against her tingling
nipples.  She felt the cock driving her into oblivion and she was
conscious of her vulnerability in this position.  And Gail loved the
feeling.  Something was pressing into her anus, a finger pressed
passed her muscle and began to finger her in time with that driving
cock.  The voice screaming for more, to be overwhelmed with cock, was
her own.  Yet it only sounded like a distant echo.

That next orgasm was building and Gail felt her vagina quiver in pent
up expectation.  All her senses focused upon that moment, when her
release would explode through her body.  She needed it, wanted it to
happen, craved it.  Nothing, not even the much loved cock inside her,
was as important as that next burst of sexual energy.

When it came, it rivaled the recent one with Virginia.  She screamed
and tore at the cock welding teen above her.  His cock didn't stop, it
just kept on pounding into her, back and forth even while her body
began to spasm and wildly gyrate beneath him.

The orgasm was huge but it the unending pleasure caused another to
explode right after, then another.  Her body felt as if it floated
upon a sensual cloud of pleasure.  After almost two minutes of
explosive orgasms and mind bending pleasure, Gail felt her body and
mind begin to slide towards sleep.

Nothing, not even the initial orgasm upon Virginia's tongue had given
her such pleasure.  Her mind relived her own pleasure, even as it came
back to consciousness.  Gail realized something was different, but
something was missing.  It was the scent, the one she had smelt only
twice.  Just a delicious smell that seemed to accompany the wildest
two fucks she had ever had.

Then she felt the pressure inside her rear passage and realized she
was upon her stomach.  Her body felt slimy with perspiration, saliva,
and her own juices. And she couldn't phantom how much time had lapsed
since she awoke.  But she knew the cock inside her ass was the nerds,
call it intuition.  Gail always thought getting fucked in the ass
would be painful, that was why she never relented to her husbands
advances in that area, but she didn't feel any pain.

Slowly, the thick hard cock pulled out almost completely from her ass.
Then equally slowly, it again entered her.  It was arousing, but not
nearly the heights of ecstasy that she had experienced earlier.  The
feeling was also different than she would have imagined anal sex to
be.

Nerves in her body told her she still lay upon the floor, but a large
pillow was placed beneath her hips.  Her legs were together with hands
prying her cheeks apart.  Instead of the wanton feeling of wildness
and exhibition she felt earlier she now felt violated.  The teenager
was fucking her ass, taking advantage of her when she was passed out.
She was old enough to be his mother, she raged.

"Her eyes are opening."  It was a female voice and it caused Gail's
blood to freeze.  Who's was it, it wasn't Virginia that much she was
sure of.

Behind her, David replied, "Good."  A hand came down and slapped her
bottom very firmly.  "Turn your head Gail."

Not knowing why she did, her half open eyes saw a woman a few years
younger than herself seated on the couch.  The attractive, voluptuous,
woman was dressed in only stockings and heels.  She looked familiar,
but was sure she hadn't ever met the woman.  The sexy woman had one
foot up on the edge of the couch and the other over the arm.  She was
slowly stroking her moist slit watching the action upon the floor
before her.

Gail felt embarrassment, and just a little anger at herself.  How
could she allow herself to get into this position, she wondered.  In
fact she came to see Virginia, but she as yet not shown up.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the sexy woman spoke to the
teenager behind her, "Come in her ass David."

The lewd words and their intent scared her, Gail tried to roll over
but strong young hands held her hips in place.  She grunted when the
cock suddenly sped up for two strokes letting her know who was in
charge here.

"Get used to it Gail, my son loves fucking a woman's ass."

What was that she heard?  Gail looked closer, and realized the reason
the voluptuous woman looked familiar was because she looked much the
same as the young man now fucking into her bowels.  She couldn't help
but grunt again as David started to go faster, get rougher with her.
At least she knew what to expect now, that of the familiar male signs
of impending orgasm.

The hard cock went into depths that no man has ever been, as David
forced himself against the Gail's backside.  He groaned even as the
hot seed was felt somewhere deep inside her body.

With her eyes still open she would see David's mother slid two fingers
into her slippery vagina and another finger into her own ass hole.  It
was a family of debauchery, she screamed to herself.  What was
happening now was practically rape.  It certainly wasn't consensual
Gail thought.

The cock stopped spasming against the stretched muscle of her ass and
began to quickly shrink.  David then pulled his weight from her and
went over to stand next to his mother.  Gail watched in amazement as
the woman took the dirty soft cock into her mouth and closed her eyes
as she cleaned him.  All the while her hands moved even faster inside
herself, masturbating without a care of who saw her.

The only thought Gail had was to get out of here, to leave as fast as
she could.  David's eyes watched her with amusement as she searched
for her rapidly discarded clothing and began to dress.  "Are you going
somewhere Gail?"

"I have an appointment, I'm late..."  She found her panties and
grimaced at the large wet spot in the middle.  Evidence of her own
earlier enjoyment.

Gail saw David reach over to the coffee table out the corner of her
eye.  "Before you go I have to show you something."

"Maybe next time, I..."  She sat upon the floor and was trying to
hurriedly get her pants up her still quivering exhausted legs.

"I think you'll find this interesting."  When she looked up, she saw a
small vial in David's hands.  "This is called `Toilet Water'".  He
pulled the stopper and Gail suddenly stopped her frantic rush to get
her pants on.  It was that smell!  The one that precluded each of her
sexual abandon escapades.  She breathed deeply and saw that David's
mother did the same, her mouth now off of the tiny soft cock and
watching the vial intently.  "And you will become very familiar with
its scent - if you want too."  He smirked.

That was the source of that delicious smell, the reason of her
excursions into debauchery and lust.  She found herself desiring that
smell even while she moved a hand down to squeeze her own panty
covered crotch.

A door opened and two young teens stepped into the room, Gail noticed
that neither wore any clothing.  She looked with lust at the youthful
tight bodies, and realized the girls must be sisters.  They appeared
to be almost identical, except Gail guess one was a year or two older
than the other simply by the development of her youthful body.  The
girls stood there in the doorway looking at the vial in David's hand.

"No one is forcing you to do anything you don't want Gail."  She again
turned back to David at the sound of her name.  "You can leave
anytime.  Or you can stay."  He motioned to the two young teens, "This
is Jill and Mary - they want you to stay."

The young girls knelt on either side of the middle aged woman and
started to kiss her.  Mary started upon the tiny hard nipples, using
slow circular tongue kisses.  Jill licked then kissed the older
woman's ear and neck.  It was the first time Gail had felt two sets of
mouths upon her, and at that moment it didn't matter if was female
mouths or how old.

Gail allowed the two teens to push her back onto the floor, moaning in
enjoyment.  Then another set of hands pulled off her panties and
another mouth pressed against her sex.  David's mother hungrily tongue
fucked the older woman even while Jill and Mary worked upon the rest
of her body.

The mother and wife knew she wasn't going anywhere soon.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - VI (Part 2)

David greatly enjoyed his new toy, Gail Deaumont.  It was like having
sex those first few months with his mother.  He could see the guilt
and disgust in Gail's eyes before he opened a vial of his experiment
for her.  Then she was much as his mother, unrelenting in her drive
for her desires to be fulfilled.

It was too easy, he thought.

Gail had not returned to his house for almost ten days after she
finally left.  Yet, he was patient.  Her desired addiction for more of
the drug would bring her back, it always did.  When finally she came
to the door, much of her own inhibitions were gone - her week without
pleasure had made up any doubts she had in her mind.  She desired the
pleasure the "Water" could deliver and there was only one place she
could get it.

Three times she had come after that, all within a week.  She showed
surprise when she watched Samantha and Virginia copulate before her -
sisters and lovers.  She also was fascinated at watching David with
his mother or sister.  It was a new world to the high class woman, a
world that everyone knew she now belonged.

The money was easy.  David had requested a large amount of money, and
she didn't bat an eye as she had turned over the trust to "Helping
Hand".  It was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.  She was, of
course, rewarded with a full evening simply for her pleasure.

David smiled as he knocked upon the three meter tall doors.  It was
something his sister once said, that their own home was getting too
small.

A gray haired older man answered, "Hello?"

"I'm David, to see Mrs. Deaumont please."  The teenager felt like
laughing when he saw that the older man wore golf knickers.

He opened the door and then turned and bellowed up the curved stairs,
"Gail!"  She appeared in seconds but her smile disappeared immediately
when she saw who it was.

"Honey you have a visitor."  David guessed the old man to be her rich
husband.  "Would you please come in."  He closed the door behind
David.  "I must be going.  It was a pleasure to meet you," he held out
his hand, asking the youths name in a off hand way.  David ignored the
question and simply shook hands.

The gray haired man frowned towards his wife who was silently
descending the stairs then turned and left through a large archway.
"A golfer huh?"  David smiled, remembering those pants.

Gail ignored his question, "What are you doing here David?"  He
shrugged and looked up to the doomed ceiling, three stories above.
"Please David my family is here."  She was whispering.

A car purred out passed the front, and David guessed Mr. Deaumont was
on his way to play a round of golf.  He had to say something he
thought, "I just came to look at how the other half lives."

"Well you've seen it.  Now please leave."  She moved towards the door
but David ignored her.  "My god David, what am I going to tell Harry
when he asks who you were?"

"Tell him I'm your lover and master."  David walked past the foyer and
into the arched room which looked to be an expensive living room.

Gail was white in the face and her voice quivered when she replied,
"I'll tell him no such thing."  David knew that a woman in her place
was used to getting her own way, that she would not endanger the anger
of the single person who could give her pleasure or take it away.  And
it all came back to that drug, the "Toilet Water".

David sat in a old rounded hard wood chair and surveyed the rest of
the room.  Gail stood next to him, wishing she had never met the young
man or any of the females in his household.  "This house is a bit of a
museum, but it does have plenty of space.  Twenty rooms right?"

"Twenty seven rooms."  David could see the woman's confusion and
enjoyed it.

"Could you get me something to drink Gail, a ice tea please?"  It was
more of a command than a question and she immediately left to get it.

When she returned her knees almost gave way when she saw David talking
with her youngest son Tony.  She took a deep breath and went forward
to hand her lover his drink.

"Well speaking of the devil."

"Hi mom."

She ignored David and smiled at her son, "Hello dear.  Home early are
you."  He still wore his soccer uniform, dirty from practice.  "Maybe
you should go get cleaned up."  It wasn't a question.

David watched amused as the forty year old tried to maneuver her son
out of the room, but a quick change of topic stopped the youths
movement from his seat.  "Gail, I was just telling Tony a bit about my
family."

That was enough for Gail to loose her balance and she slowly dropped
to the wide couch next to her son.  Her hand held the small of her
throat and she was nodding "no" towards David, hoping he would stop.

Tony missed his mothers ungraceful descent to the couch and turned and
asked, "Is that where you have been lately mother?  We thought you
were at your charity."

She couldn't talk, David saw.  "Tell your son about that show those
two girls put on for you last time."  He waited but she wasn't about
to say anything.

"Your sisters David?"

"No.  They are staying at my house - their mother abandoned them."

"That's terrible."  The young man looked like he really cared.  David
certainly didn't.  "Are they talented actresses?"

David laughed, "Actresses - no, they don't act."

Gail interrupted strategically, "Tony would you like to have some ice
tea?"

"No thank you mom."

It was almost time, David pulled the vial from his jacket pocket and
place it on the table before him.  He saw Gail notice it and her
posture and facial features change.  She kept looking nervously at her
son, and angrily at David, but her gaze was mostly upon that pale blue
liquid and what it could soon bring her.

"Tony.  Go up to your room."

"Mom, I was talking with David."

Her voice took on a dangerous edge, "Now son!"

He was about to stand and leave, as his mother had requested when
David spoke quietly.  "No don't leave Tony, I want you to see
something."

"David no!"  Her voice had a pleading quality to it that David always
enjoyed on a woman.

Tony saw the vial his mother was staring intently at.  "What is that
David?"

"Tony, I have a secret.  Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure."

"No, I mean, can you keep a very big secret from everyone even your
family?"

"Like mom?"

"No, she is part of that secret.  I mean like your father, older
brother and all your friends.  Do you think you could do that?"

"I guess."

Gail interrupted with a whispered plea, "David please?!  Not here."

David nodded at Tony and motioned to the tiny vial between them.
"That is called "Toilet Water" and you can have any woman you want
with it."

"`Toilet' what?"  Tony laughed, but soon stopped when no one else was
saying anything.  He was only thirteen, even if he often felt much
more mature, his years didn't give him any experience in handling
awkward situations.  "Your serious?"

"Of course.  Ask your mother if it works?"

Tony turned to his mother and realized she looked scared but he hadn't
a clue from what, "It can't be true can it mother?"

Almost a minute passed until David spoke firmly but quietly to her,
"Answer Tony."

She immediately replied, "Yes its true.  Tony please leave.  For my
sake, please just go."

David again continued, "Do you know how she knows its true Tony?"  He
nodded, uncertain of what was going on.  "Because she's a woman and
that means she will do anything for what's in that vial."

David realized how strange this situation must feel to the young man,
only a few years younger than himself.  Yet, it was fun watching how
the situation progressed.  The tension in the room was thick, and
everyone knew it.  Though Tony may not know why, he was certainly the
focus of it.

"Maybe I should be going."  Tony stood up to leave and walked passed
his mother.

Just before he reached the arched doorway David spoke gently, "Your
mother told me about the panties."  That froze the thirteen year old
in his place.  "Its natural to be interested in your mother.  Hell,
Gail is a very attractive woman."

Tony turned about, his face red with embarrassment.  The panties that
David mentioned was something Gail had told David's mother when
comparing notes about their families.  That a pair of used panties
were found beneath Tony's pillow, and they had semen stains upon them.
None in the room thought anyone else knew, especially Tony.  It was
obvious that he thought it was a well kept secret of his.

The young man returned to his seat and quietly sat for a few moments.
Tony changed the subject back to the previous one, "This is all crazy.
How can something force someone to do something?"

"Oh, I didn't say force.  In fact, they very much want whatever you
tell them.  Isn't that right Gail?"

She could barely speak, so dry was her mouth.  "Yes, that's right."

"Do you want me to open the vial Gail?"

"Yes."  Again a whisper.

"Even with your own son in the room?"

The elder Deaumont turned to her son with a pained look then back to
the vial, and nodded.  "Yes."

Tony, of course, didn't realize what that "yes" really meant.  "You
mean if we open that glass thing mom will do whatever you say?"  He
looked at her surprised, his mind wondering.

"In general yes.  Isn't that so Gail?"

A mouse may have been louder, "Yes."  She was every embarrassed and
also secretly excited to have that vial open.

"Like she will pretend she is a chicken or do silly tricks?"

David actually laughed, "I guess she would.  But she won't be
hypnotized to do things unknowingly.  She will be fully conscious of
what she does.  In fact, she will very much want to do mostly
anything."

Tony still looked puzzled.  "Like what?"

David thought for a few seconds then replied, "How would you like her
to hand you her panties right here and now?"

The young teenager was taken back and jerked his head towards his mom
but she forced herself to only stare at the vial.  "You would do that
mom?"

"Yes."

"Yes what Gail?"  Tony liked to push, to get the most out of his
woman.

"I would give you my panties if you wanted me too."  She hadn't moved
her eyes, but all in the room could feel the brewing excitement in her
thirteen year old son.

His voice quickened as he asked, "Right now?  You would take your
panties off and give them to me just like that?"

"Just like that."

David again interrupted, "Well not just like that actually.  That vial
has to be open first."  Now Tony looked at it with a new hunger.

The ultimate question, one that David had been expecting was asked,
"How?  What's that blue stuff that would make my mom act like this?"

"Its kinda like a perfume I created.  It stinks to you and me, but to
your mom it smells like nothing else she has ever known.  It will make
her do whatever we wish.  Act however we wish.  And be whoever we
wish."  David took a drink of iced tea, enjoying the tension in the
room.  "Only one catch, your mother gets extremely excited when she
smells the `Toilet Water', and will do anything for pleasure."

Tony was swallowing constantly while looking from his mom to the
scent.  "Have she tried this before?"

"You answer that Gail."  David was enjoying himself immensely and
could not keep the smile from his face.

"Well mom, have you tried it before?"

"Yes Tony I have."

David added, "Several times also."

Tony sat back surprised and flabbergasted.  Finally he asked, "Why are
you telling me this?"

"Because I need help.  I need you to help me with my family Tony?"

"Help, how?"  Gail also looked up surprised.

"Well, lets just say its more than one man can handle."

"You mean my mom?"

"Your mother, mine," Tony looked as surprised as Gail had that first
time when she realized the incestuous relationship David enjoyed, "my
sister, my girlfriend, and a few others."

It was too much for Tony and he simply sat there unbelieving, his
mouth hanging open.  David thought better than telling him everything
he wanted, the youth had yet to be convinced it all was possible.

"Open the vial Tony and see that its all real."  He looked at the vial
and at David but didn't move.  "Maybe you should ask him Gail?"

After taking a large swallow to gain her composure and not to look too
anxious, Gail asked her son.  "Open it Tony.  Please!"  This time,
that pleading voice David knew and enjoyed was used on her youngest
son.  It was obvious the young man hadn't missed it either.

"You would really do whatever I ask mom?"

"Anything - just hurry honey!"  She was biting her bottom lip, hating
David for bringing this encounter about.

That was when the young man reached out and grasped the vial.  He
brought it up to his eyes and looked through it.  "Nothing much to
look at."

David laughed, "And it stinks too."

"Open it Tony."  Hissed the anxious woman.

Tony saw his mothers wide eyes as it never moved from the vial, and he
was watched her face as he pulled the stopper and let out the magic
that David and his mother assured him was in it.  A part of him
thought this was all a joke, that they were playing with his emotions
somehow.  People can't be controlled like that, the told himself.

Then he saw her eyes.  His mothers eyes as she inhaled deeply, even
while he curled his nose at the stench of it.  He saw how his mothers
face changed, how her body seemed to melt and get more relaxed and
something changed in that room.

"Well Tony, ask her."  David was sipping his tea as if this was all
common place.  Perhaps it was.

"Give me your panties mother?"  Besides everything that had been said,
and all that he had heard and witnessed, Tony could not express his
astonishment as his attractive mother stood up and turned her back
before reaching up beneath her dress to pull her plain black panties
down her long slim legs.  She turned back to her son and handed the
warm undergarments to him.

Tony could see the dark moisture from the crotch section, and the new
smell drift from the garment in his hand.  It was a much better smell
than that coming from the vial in his other hand.

It was no joke.

The thirteen year old just sat looking from his mother to the panties
in his hand.  The vial had fallen out of his hand to the Persian
carpet below.  She stood shivering before him, as if waiting, forcing
herself to wait.  That look in her eyes was new, a look that starred
intently at her youngest son.

"What else do you want her to do Tony?"

"You've done this with your mother?"

David laughed gently, "Oh yes.  Much more actually."

"And she'll do anything I ask."  He meant his mother.

"Yes she will.  Look at her Tony, she can't wait for you to ask her to
do something."  It was true.  Tony's mother was rocking upon her feet,
both her thighs were rubbing together beneath her dark skirt and she
was gasping her hands together as if to control herself. "Will you
join me Tony?  Will you help me do anything I want?"

Tony didn't respond immediately, his attention focused upon working up
the courage to tell his mother his next fantasy.  Instead, Tony
reached out and grasped his mothers hands, one came away and held his.
He pulled her to him, and she dropped to her knees before her son.
Gail's eyes looking up with love and devotion, and unknowingly to
Tony, lust at her young son.  The teen leaned over and was going to
kiss his mothers brow, instead her mouth moved and he found his lips
pressed to hers.

It was his first grownup kiss, and he was surprised when a tongue
slipped into his mouth and explored him brazenly.  Tony pulled his
mouth from hers, and saw that she was panting and sweat was starting
to appear on her forehead.  "I always imagined what you look like mom,
I've always had this fantasy of seeing you naked."

She nodded enthusiastically, "I want to be naked with you dear.  I
want you to see me."  Without standing or taking her eyes from his,
she started to unbutton and unzip her clothing.  With trembling rushed
hands Tony watched as her body was quickly revealed to his gaze.  She
was finally finished, and wore no clothing at all.  "Do you find me
attractive honey?  Am I as pretty as those young girls your own age?"

"God mom, your beautiful."  He meant it.  This was more than a
fantasy, this was a dream come true.  He could see several thick drops
running down the insides of her thighs, almost as if she was peeing.

She saw his gaze and looked down.  Gail smiled and took her son's hand
and rubbed it along one inner thigh then brought it back to her own
mouth.  She sucked his fingers then licked his hand clean.  "See how
excited I am Tony."  She moved his hand back down onto her thigh, but
moved it upwards right into her over heated wet crotch.  "See how much
I desire you baby?"

Tony was speechless.

Gail manipulated his hand until he felt his finger slid up and into
his mothers vagina.  "Do you like mommy's cunt baby?"  He simply
nodded as his mother moved his finger to a in and out motion within
her folds.  "You can do anything you want with me Tony, just like
David said dear."  Her hand caused Tony to jump as it suddenly grasped
the bulge in his soccer shorts.

"What is it you want mommy to do?"  Tony looked into his mothers eyes,
his looking almost overwhelmed.  Gail could not wait, the scent was
upon her and she needed to be satisfied, to enjoy even her own son.
She would have rather been alone with David, but no longer cared what
cock she used.

"What is it you fantasized about with mommy Tony?  Have you thought
about fucking your mother baby?  I'll do anything Tony.  You can have
me any way you wish - my cunt, my ass, and my mouth are yours to use
dear!"  Her voice was starting to quiver as her control was breaking
down.

Her words seemed to stupefy her son more, this was beyond his
imagination, beyond fantasy.  Yet, his mother couldn't wait any longer
for an answer and moved forward and moved her face to his lap.  Tony
gasped out as his shorts were pulled to the side and his youthful cock
sprung up and directly into his mothers hungry mouth.

It would be very much to take if Tony had been older with more
experience but that was not the case.  The young teen had never seen a
naked woman before let alone felt a set of lips loving his hard cock.
So inexperienced was he, that he had only just started experimenting
with masturbation only months ago.

It took less than a minute before that hungry mouth and bobbing head
to receive the first shot of youthful come.  Gail swallowed loudly and
she felt a small orgasm rock through her body simply from the
nastiness of the current situation.

Tony was breathing heavy and tore his eyes from his smiling hungry
mother.  David lifted his glass to the young man in tribute and
motioned for him to continue.

Youth does have its benefits, which compensates for the lack of
experience.  Tony was still hard.  Gail would probably have sucked him
off again, so lost in her own enjoyment of that hard little organ that
she had lost a part of reality when the scent overtook her.  Instead,
her own desire of enjoyment caused her to lift her face off her
youngest sons cock.

"Mommy wants that cock in me."  She began to crawl upwards towards her
son, her legs straddling his.  "Mommy wants you to fuck her like the
slut she is.  Do you want to fuck mommy Tony?"  He simply nodded, now
looking up into her smiling face.

It was an easy maneuver, his four inch cock was already aimed directly
upwards and Gail's sex was extremely wet.  The combination made it
easy for her to lower her body with her son's, joining them.  She
began to move up and down before him, her hands on his shoulders for
balance.

"Fuck mommy's cunt!"  Was her litany, as she repeated herself numerous
times.

Tony saw her small conical breast moving before him and took the
initiative and inhaled one tiny pointy nipple.  "Yes!  Suck me Tony."
She grabbed his head and held her son to her breast while he sucked,
licked and played with his mother's nipples.

David watched silently, amused at the outcome of his maneuvers.  He
contemplated taking Gail's bottom when she knelt before her son, but
he let this encounter to the young man - since it was his first.  From
his vantage point, it looked like Gail was raping her own son.  So
driven so enthusiastic and so slutty were her actions.  Her tall thin
body was larger than her youngest child and with her straddling him
the way she was she looked like a amazon fucking her captured male.

The boy was not long in coming again, everything that had happened
since he got home was simply too much for his immature sex drive.  His
mother felt the hot seed enter into her, and it caused another small
orgasm to rock her body.

David knew when she came, and he knew it wasn't going to satisfy the
forty year old addict.  Gail loved to come, the bigger the better.

The hard cock didn't soften again, and Gail simply continued to bounce
upon it.  Her eyes were closed and she focused her attention on her
filled cunt.  She needed that orgasm, she deserved it.  The mother and
wife used her youngest son mercilessly, or rather his young cock.  It
didn't matter who's cock was inside her right then only that it was
hard and inside her body.

Gail's next orgasm was building, and she knew it was going to be a big
one.  Not the overwhelming orgasm that David had given her, but big
enough to satisfy her.  At least for a moment.  She began to mumble
out, "My baby boy...", over and over.  In her drug induced state, the
incest quality of this encounter was in itself stimulating.  It was
nasty and degrading to the woman, that was what excited her.  That her
young son found her attractive and desired her very much was also very
stimulating.  Her age did matter to her and she could still excite a
thirteen year old, even one of her own family, she felt a certain
twitch deep inside her - down between her legs.

Tony's face was crushed between her breasts as her arms encircled his
head.  His mother squealed and her whole body vibrated as he wondered
if he hurt her.  Then after a few seconds she fell to the side, onto
the couch - her body and face looked tired.  This movement disengaged
her body from his slimy cock and she lay upon her side facing the
inside of the couch.  Her eyes looked into his but she didn't say
anything.

It was David who spoke after so long, "Your not finished yet Tony."
The little glistening cock was obvious as it stuck out from his lap.

"But mom looks tired.  What happened?"

"She had an orgasm - kinda like your orgasms."  David pointed to the
white ass on the edge of the couch.  "Fuck her in the ass Tony - she
likes it."

This surprised the youth, "Her `ass'?"

"Yup.  She did say you could have her ass, her cunt and her mouth.
You've had two out of three, its time for the last."

"But she's tired."

"She is.  One way to get more energy into her is to get her excited -
a cock is probably the best way."  Tony looked convinced but looked
down into his mothers eyes but she only stared back soberly.

The young man pushed her one draped leg off his lap and moved about,
kneeling on the floor behind his mothers bottom.  He aimed his short
cock between those cheeks and pushed - it pressed into her thigh.  It
took several moments of fumbling and poking before the head of his
cock pressed against a hard but moderately yielding muscle.  He put
more pressure in the push and suddenly felt the head of his cock slip
past a ring of muscle before the rest of his manhood easily slid into
her.

Tony looked triumphantly over at David and said, "I'm in."

"No mercy Tony, fuck her hard and fast."  The boy started, his hips
jack-hammering pressing her pelvis against the smooth white skin of
his mothers buttocks.  "Come in her ass Tony.  Come in her ass and we
have a bargain.  Think of it like a handshake."  Tony smiled at the
joke even while David laughed maliciously.

The teen started grunting before he let go of his seed flooding his
mothers bowels.

The deal was struck.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - VII (Part 2)

Six weeks.  That's how long it took before David and his family to
move into the Deaumont house.  Six weeks is what it took for
Mr. Deaumont to move out east to his other house.  Six weeks before
Gail Deaumont was officially separated from her surprised husband.
The kids were given the choice, Tony stayed with his mother, the
eldest choose neither since he simply left for college a few weeks
early, and the daughter lived in the city.  Mrs. Deaumont, of course,
chose to stay in the house with David and the "Toilet Water".

Her plans were not exactly what David had in mind.

The forty year-old woman was rather depressed when David wasn't around
- then she put on an air of a "slut".  She was a smart woman and knew
where her enjoyment came - Gail also knew she was addicted to "Toilet
Water" and couldn't phantom what life would be like without it.

Weeks before, she was a rich and powerful woman.  On the board of two
corporations and head of several limited companies.  Her life had been
pleasant, not great, but the alternative had always scared her.  She
had grown up in a trailer park and since she left, Gail swore she
would never return.  Now, she wondered if that life was not so bad
compared to her current one.

She silently watched as David transformed her house into his own
sanctuary for his harem of sexual drug addicts.  The master bedroom,
her old room, was now David's.  While she was placed in a room next to
David's mother.  Gail participated in and watched as the lovely
females of the house degraded themselves and contested for David's
attention.

At night, it was the worst, she never slept alone.  More times than
not, she slept with her youngest child - Tony.  It didn't matter to
the youth if the scent of the drug was in the air before he enjoyed
his mother - he was very selfish in his enjoyment with her.  And when
she wasn't under the influence, she felt repulsed at the intimate
touches and demands of her son.  It was obvious to Gail, that Tony
enjoyed her own body even more than any of the other ladies in the
house, that David allows him access too.  He too must feel the raw
passion of the sinful act of having sex with a parent.  Gail also
hated herself, because, when she smelt the drug, she too desired that
same raw passion.

The only female that Gail Deaumont felt any bonding or attraction too,
outside of a drug induced state, was Virginia.  At first she blamed
the older teen on the initial seduction and deceit that was used to
get her to this place in time.  Soon, after spending time with David's
"family" she soon learned just how little a choice Virginia really
had.

Virginia was obviously the favorite of the other girls and even with
David.  She never abused this power or hurt any of the other ladies in
the house.  She would approach David with concerns of any female in
the household, and her voice was often listened too.  She was a
intelligent and very attractive woman, easily the prettiest in the
house, who used her power within the "family" sparingly.

Gail often found herself with Virginia when they initially setup the
household.  Who slept where, etceteras.  They spent time together and
they easily found a compatriot in the other and opened up.  They even
became lovers.

Perhaps Gail only needed someone to cry with or to be able to talk
too, and she would never have guessed it would be a eighteen year old
that comforted her.  That consoled her with tender touches and kisses.
Virginia was the dominant of the two, taking the pinnacle role.  It
was how Gail wanted it - she deferred to the teenager in all things.

It was the first woman Gail could ever say she loved, in a deep
emotion way.  Virginia was also her first lesbian lover.  And she
found this relationship often more fulfilling than the hardest cock.
Whenever they could meet in private, Gail was always ready to make
love if Virginia wished it.  Which she rarely did.  Their lifestyle
was based upon sex, and simply having time to cuddle and talk was
often the outcome of the more intimate moments.

"Hey mom!"  Tony threw the door to her room open, ending Gail's somber
thoughts.  "David wants to talk with us downstairs."  She faked a
smile for her son and rolled off her bed.

Tony grabbed her ass as she walked by and asked her, "Nice outfit mom.
Meet me in my room after David is finished huh?"

She forced a smile and replied, "Sure Tony."

"And wear the black stockings."  He followed her down the stairs and
into the large study where David awaited them.

Normally, Gail would be very embarrassed to be dressed in only a see
through teddy, as she was now, but after all the things she had done
with every person in the house - her naked body was the furthest thing
she needs to be embarrassed about.

David appraised her as she normally did any female in his house.
Mother and son took a seat next to each other facing David's, her
ex-husband's, desk.  Tony casually reached over and laid his small
hand upon her thigh, stroking his own mothers smooth skin as David
looked up from some books he was searching in.

"Tell me about Loni?"  He directed his question at Gail.

It was enough for the mother to begin quivering and her mouth dried up
in seconds.  She felt she knew the reason for this question and in the
last month had dreaded this moment.  Her daughter was a very
attractive young woman.  And after David's own actions towards his own
family as well as others, she felt it was only a matter of time before
he focused his attention on her daughter.

David smiled, knowing her thoughts.  "Your right Gail, I want her to
join our little family here."  Tony squeezed her thigh firmly, but she
only looked down at the floor before her.  "Tell her Tony."  David sat
back and listened.

"It was my idea mom."  That caught her unaware, and she turned her
head to look at her son in disgust.  From David, she expected such
actions and thoughts, but from her own son it surprised her.  She
thought his incestuous lust was fulfilled by her own body.  Gail was
wrong.  "Remember how I used to have a pair of your panties under my
pillow - well I also had another pair of Loni's under the bed."

She finally found the voice to speak, "Why Tony?  My god she is your
own sister - why can't you be satisfied with just me?"  It was a son
she didn't know, one that was being molded through his early teen
years by David. A young man who delighted in his sexual contests with
females of his own family.

He looked a little angry at the question.  "Because I can mom.  With
David's help I can have any woman I want too, fuck any woman I feel
like fucking, and she'll even beg for it.  Just like you did,
remember?"  She turned back to staring at the floor and felt her face
blush.  She remembered - everything.  In fact she couldn't stop
remembering.

David broke the heavy silence, "And you will be the one that brings
her into our family Gail."

She looked up in disgust and saw that there was no amusement in
David's eyes, he was quite serious.  Gail looked over into Tony's eyes
and saw the hungry look of his, that same look he often used upon her
before his lust was sated.  She attempted to suppress her bodies
shivering.


The Sweet Smell of Lust - Start Of A Dynasty - VIII (Part 2)

Loni Deaumont came back home, to the house she spent most of her
childhood in.  It was rarely a warm and inviting place but it was
always safe.  These last two years she wanted to come back more often,
as a sanctuary from those people that wanted to use her beauty and her
talent as a model.  She rarely did, her father was the one that told
her she must be strong if she wanted to succeed in the business world.

A month ago, it was her father that told her of the separation of her
parents.  It didn't even surprise her.  Her parents barely spoke these
last few years, and she wondered if they even shared the same bed.
She was also glad that her mom was able to keep the house and her
freedom.  It was about time her mother got what she deserved.

The house looked busy, there was four vehicles parked out front and
many of the lights were on.  Perhaps the separation had brought out
some of her mothers wild side, Loni thought with amusement.  As if her
reserved mother had a wild side, she laughed to herself.

The model found the front door locked, and frowned when she was forced
to ring the bell.  It opened in a few long seconds.  Before her stood
a young woman, mid teens, vaguely familiar to the nearly returned
woman.

"Hello, you must be Loni.  Come in please, we have been anxiously
awaiting you."  The door was opened wide and Loni was surprised when
she saw the young woman who opened the door was not wearing anything.

Then a faint smell struck her.

"Oh, just leave your bags in the foyer.  You were a little late so we
started without you.  David said it wouldn't make a difference."

The very pretty teen saw the wide eyed looked that Loni gave her and
ignored it until finally the question was asked, "Who are you and what
are you doing here?"

"We met once, at one of your moms parties - I'm Samantha."  Loni
vaguely remembered her.  "And I live here with David and your mom."

"Pardon?"  It was a bit of a surprise to the woman, as was the fact
she was having a discussion with a naked teenager.  Perhaps her mother
had gotten involved with a bunch of naturalists, she wondered.  And
who was David, a new boyfriend?  And what was that delicious smell?

Samantha again began to lead the woman through the house, "So your a
swimsuit model?"

Loni answer almost mechanically, "Yea, for almost a year now."

The smell was rapidly getting stronger and Samantha began to descend
down into the basement.  "Why are we going downstairs - there's
nothing down there but storage?"  It wasn't the homecoming she had
expected.

"David had it remodeled before we moved in."  It was dark going down
the stairs but Loni hadn't seen a light switch to turn on.

The scent became almost like a wave when a wide wooden door was
opened.  Her knees almost gave out and she felt her body shiver with
unwanted excitement.  Then Loni heard a sound, like moaning.  It was
the unmistakable sound of a woman at the height of pleasure.  A sound
Loni hadn't heard in her presence for some time - being busy working
and between boyfriends these last few months.

Samantha held the door wide as Loni was drawn forward.  She wanted to
run, felt that she should run away as fast as her legs would go, but
she knew she wouldn't.  It was like an invisible cord attached to her,
pulling her through the doorway.  Loni realized with a start, that the
invisible cord was connected to her vagina and that was what lead her
forward.

The large open room was uncomfortably warm and dimly light with
several candles.  Had her mother joined some kind of cult Loni
wondered, not for the first time.  Seated on a large wooden chair,
almost a throne, was a young man with glasses.  He was also completely
nude.  Before him, upon several cushions, lay Loni's mother.

She was naked as the rest, her middle-aged body still comparable with
Samantha's or even her own.  Her mother was laying upon her back with
two young females against either side.  They looked like twins, as
those two young naked girls used their tongues and lips upon the
sensitive skin of the elder Deaumont.  Loni watched as one of the
young teens fingers traced from her mothers navel down to the sparse
growth between her legs.  The same finger suddenly disappeared between
the shadows between those pale thighs and the older woman moaned
louder this time, her back arching up with pleasure at the intrusion
into her sex.

Loni felt hands upon her own body and looked at the owner, it was
Samantha and another teenager about the same age.  They gently but
quickly pulled off all her clothing, even while Loni couldn't tear her
eyes from the sight of her mother and the two young teens.

Afterwards she would remember this moment and think that she was of
two minds.  One, tried to get her to speak up to yell at her mother to
stop this insane coupling and to push the female hands from her own
body.  The other watched the lesbian lovers with interest and desire,
wishing it was her in her mothers place.  Her mind wasn't her own,
rather her overheated sex controlled her so much that she discovered a
longing to replace that young woman's finger with her own.  The
thought, when it first came to her, excited and scared her.

The model's world was gone, nothing mattered but this dim room and the
sight of her attractive mother with those two girls.  She barely
noticed a long curly haired beauty crawl up between the man's thighs
and immediately begin to suckle his cock.  Or the other naked females
in the room and how they mirrored her own mothers enjoyment.

The hands had disappeared from her body and she realized the fingers
manipulating her breast and clitoris was her own.  She never bothered
to stop, instead began to earnestly touch herself as only a woman can
enjoy her own body.

Like some unspoken command, the two young teens beside her mother sat
up and went over to the side to enjoy each other.  The elder Deaumont
lay groaning with need and withering with expectation when Samantha
appeared behind Loni and pushed her forward.

At that moment, it didn't matter who lay upon those thick pillows,
only the urge to press her tongue deeply into those glistening
feminine folds.  But Samantha brought her to the edge of the pillows,
her shins touching her mothers toes on the right foot, when she was
held back from continuing.  This time it was Loni's need that caused
the groan to escape her lips.  She needed to lick that woman's sex, to
tongue her mothers vagina.

The other teenager, the one that helped Samantha disrobe her, moved
forward and knelt on the pillows next to her mom.  A two foot pink
pole was unceremoniously inserted between those widely stretched
thighs.  Loni's mother went wild, squealing and wiggling wildly as the
teenager moved the imitation phallus back and forth inside her mothers
body.

Samantha then lead her charge up upon the cushions to straddle her
mothers thighs.  Hands held Loni's hips and she moved when they
directed her down.  Other hands aimed the other end of the phallus
upwards between the slim attractive model thighs.  Loni echoed her
mothers enjoyment when she felt the thick cock head enter into her own
body.

Loni realized there were no longer any hands on her or her mother.
She squatted over her naked mother with a thick member between both
sets of female lips.  Loni moved down until she was in a sit up
position above the groaning woman below her then she lifted her hips.

It was a masculine position and Loni loved the feeling it gave her,
like she was fucking her own mother.  While it was both ladies that
felt a cock inside them, it was Loni that controlled the movement of
the thick plastic phallus.  She looked down into the face of pleasure
as her mother looked up into her own.  She wondered if she looked so
lost in pleasure, so excited that even the thought of lesbian incest
didn't even matter?

When the elder Deaumont began to grunt, Loni knew her mother was about
to orgasm and doubled her efforts as to match her mothers orgasm with
her own.  The two Deaumont females began to orgasm almost
simultaneously before collapsing in each others arms.

It was a quiet moment as both ladies breathed heavily into the others
ear.  Both arms held the sweaty skin against the other and Loni felt
renewed desire at the contact.  The phallus was still inside both of
their bodies and every twitch of a vaginal muscle was felt by the
other.  Loni missed the words that came quietly from her mothers lips,
"I'm sorry Loni, I didn't want this!"  But at almost the same moment,
someone had come up between the two sets of legs and pulled out the
pink double headed cock causing Loni to focus back to her sex.

A finger pressed into her, and by her mothers gasp beneath her, Loni
guessed the same was happening to her.  It was a small finger, and
Loni didn't care whom it belonged just that it moved deliciously back
and forth inside her sensitive folds.  She felt a desire and moved her
mouth against her mothers, it was received earnestly.  Tongues dueled
and lips smashed while both ladies continued to get finger fucked.

It was only a few moments after the first orgasm when Loni realized
her mother was having another, though smaller, orgasm.  God she wished
she could come that quickly, she thought enviously.  When her mother
finished screaming into her own daughters mouth, hands pulled upon
Loni's hips.  Those same hands pulled her off her comatose mother and
onto her back beside her mom, just after the fingers pulled from her
sexual hole.

In her heightened state, she thought the young man descending towards
her looked familiar.  He positioned himself much the same as she did
above her mother only several minutes ago before plunging his hard
cock into her recently well used sex.  She looked up into those
familiar eyes and thought the young man looked like her brother, but
she thought that just could not be possible.  Wasn't her brother just
entering into puberty or something, she wondered.

If not for her heightened state, Loni would not have enjoyed the young
man's small penis as it pounded and out of her body.  She looked back
over at her mom and saw that she was laying upon her side masturbating
to the sight of her daughter with the young man.  It caused a jolt of
excitement to run through her body knowing that her own mother was
witness to this nameless fucking machine between her spread legs.  He
certainly had the energy of youth, thought Loni, amused.

When she felt a familiar wash of warm liquid filling her up and the
young man above her grunt and become tense, Loni again orgasmed.  It
wasn't a large or exhausting orgasm but one that kept her fulfilled
and wearing a pleased smile.

Time became a blur to the model as the teenager pulled away from her
and her own mother crawled up between her thighs.  She thought, but
wasn't sure in her current state, that her mother began to lick and
suck at her vagina.  Her hands pushed her daughters legs back until
the knees pressed against her small firm breasts.  A tongue dived and
lips sucked out the thick hot man-cream for several minutes.  Loni
felt her body beginning to respond and she barely noticed Samantha had
begun to suck upon one of her small pointy nipples.  Another mouth
sucked upon her other breast, the other teenager who had undressed
her.

Perhaps she had another orgasm, perhaps she simply fell into an
exhaustion and didn't notice anything for several minutes.  Until that
same young man came up to her head, his eyes looked down with
amusement and Loni then realized it was indeed her brother.  She
thought she should feel disgusted by what she did with him, but with
the attentions of the other three women she didn't even care.  Tony
knelt on either side of his sisters pretty face and lowered his balls
into her slightly open mouth.

Loni opened and took his nuts into her mouth, one at a time.  She
sucked and savored the young man balls while she realized another
woman was sucking his small penis back to its hard state.  Catching
glimpses of the sight, she saw it was her mother that was doing the
mouthing of the thin shaft with as much enthusiasm as she had used
sucking the come from her daughters used cunt.

Again, Loni didn't care.  Time blurred and she found that she lay
intertwined with five females, one which was her mother, and her
brother.  She was the center of attention, with multiple lips,
fingers, tongues, and cunts touching her intimately everywhere.  Loni
enjoyed several smaller orgasms before her brother again climbed
between her legs.  He immediately started to slam back and forth
inside her.  Even with its small size, she felt another tiny orgasm
approaching.  Then she realized what came of her mother as a wet
vagina slowly descended towards her mouth.

That was the last Loni remembered before she awoke later.  The sun was
streaming into the room as she felt the soft clean quilt covering her
long limbed naked body.  The young woman realized she lay alone in one
of the rooms in the house.  Was it all a dream, she thought?  It was
too outrageous to be otherwise, yet it would have been delicious if it
had been real.  She hadn't felt this good in years, before taking on
the responsibility of her own life and moving to the city.

"Good morning Loni."  She quickly turned her head and gasped when she
realized who it was.  It was the man from her dreams, the one seated
on the throne with that beautiful brunette sucking him.  "You look
wonderfully rested this morning."

She covered her tiny breasts with the quilt and gasped, "It wasn't a
dream was it?"

He snickered, "No Loni, it wasn't.  Every enjoyable moment was all
real."

Loni felt the blood drain from her face as she remembered just a few
of the things she had done.  "My mother!"

"She is sleeping soundly right now, getting back all her energy she
used last night with you."

She realized he was dressed in only a thick white terry cloth robe.
"Your David aren't you?"  He nodded and sat down on the edge of her
bed.  Loni wanted to be alone, but her mind flooded her senses with
erotic images from last night.  "And my brother?"

"You exhausted him last night, he's probably sleeping right now also."
She breathed deeply to try and control her composure.  "Please leave
me alone now."

"Well that's is what I came to talk to you about."  She sighed,
knowing she wasn't about to be left alone.  Loni wanted to cry, but
she wasn't going too with this geeky teenager in the room.  "I thought
I would come wake you up and answer all your questions."  He then
smiled hugely and continued, "Then I thought I'd fuck you."  It was
spoken so calmly so rationally that Loni thought she must have been
mistaken at with his words.

She knew she hadn't.

Instead she tried something that usually worked with every man who she
had known, she got angry.  "Get out!  Get the fuck out of here.  Leave
me alone you fucking pervert.  I don't believe your nerve...", she was
puzzled at his amused look and the fact that he had even moved an
inch.

"Do you have any questions or are you just going to yell some more?"
She felt like her head was going to explode with pressure, but bit her
tongue.  It appeared anger would not get anything resolved.  "That's
better.  Just for that little outburst, my first fuck is going to be
in your ass."

She opened her mouth to renew her shouting but he simply continued,
"What is it you wanted to know first?  How you ended up fucking your
mother and brother in front of an audience."

That shut her up, his blunt words were correct, though she was only
remotely conscious that she had a audience last evening.  "What
happened to me, it was like I was a different person or something."

David smiled knowingly then pulled out a small vial and Loni took it
from him.  "Inside that is the answer to everything that you did.  Did
you notice that you enjoyed every second last night?"  She felt her
face again blush.  "That anyone could have done anything to you and
you would have begged for it?"

She nodded, it was all true.  And that scared her immensely.

"It's called `Toilet Water' and its something I made for Chemistry
class.  Basically its a highly addictive drug that affects a females
mind and body until she can't control herself.  In effect its an
aphrodisiac of huge proportions."

"So I couldn't have helped myself last night?  It wasn't my fault?"

"Of course it wasn't anyone's fault - but you could have said no and
left the room if you wanted to.  You didn't and loved every second of
what happened.  In fact you want it to happen again don't you?"  She
shivered and turned away as he started to laugh. "I bet your cunt is
getting wet just thinking about it?"

It was, Loni realized with disgust.

"The only way it will happen is with that."  He pointed to the tiny
vial in her hands.  "Open it and see if its true."

She threw it back to him and shouted, "Fuck you pervert.  I don't want
to ever repeat what happened last night."  She shivered, remembering
and knowing her own words were false.  Yet, she wasn't about to allow
some dorky nerd to tell her how to act.  "Whatever is in that bottle
could never cause me to do those things."

He tossed it back to her, "Open it and prove me wrong."

She grasped it and was about to pull of the cork stopper when she
looked up into David's eyes.  Was it all true, would she do anything
if she opened this bottle, she wondered?

He suddenly laughed, "Open it or my cock in your ass won't feel near
as good!"

Just to prove to him, and probably to herself, that she couldn't be
controlled she opened it.



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