1. Paradise Isle, Christmas Pt. 01


    Date: 5/15/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: byChangeYourPassword 

    ... I'd pump you dry and the others would be pissed at me.

"But you can bet your ass that they'd wait their turn until you were refreshed enough to do them."

He sat there dumbfounded, with his cock bulging uncomfortably in his shorts.

"So yes, you can have us any time you want. You seem nice, you look good, and you apparently have the required body-part.

"And you can tell that bitch that we'll probably enthusiastically screw everyone at her damn party!"

Again, she paused to collect herself. And while her breathing slowed, she idly rubbed his thigh, and he squirmed.

"I can talk to her about getting you some relief. You deserve that much, um, fun," he offered, uncomfortably. He'd never expected his crazy responsibilities to include a dating service, or whatever. Shit!

"I could recruit volunteers from the crew," he added, trying to come up with some plan that would make the girls feel a little better.

She chuckled, again, but shook her head, no. "Well, you could ask the others, but I think they'd prefer someone they know and like. Not just some grungy sailor.

"Mark, we did all sleep around. But at least we got to pick and choose from among the good looking and wealthy playboys on the grand French Riviera."

She gave his thigh a squeeze, and leaned over, carefully to give him a kiss on the cheek, without stabbing him with a horn. Then she stood up and sadly walked away.

He sat there, bewildered, yearning to screw a reindeer.

What a crazy ...
    ... mess...

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That night Mark was lying in bed reading, when there was a gentle knock on the door and Morgan slipped in wearing a flimsy negligee and looking fabulous. His cock started to stir. She could only be there for one purpose.

They made love as they usually did strictly for the physical enjoyment. Like friends with benefits. Even though it was boss and employee.

Afterwards, instead of just slipping back out, Morgan sat up against the headboard, obviously wanting to talk, so he did the same. They lounged side by side like that for a minute. He was waiting for her.

"So how are they?" she asked.

"They're doing as well as can be expected. They're used to their new bodies. They're healthy and bored.

"I've ordered them some books and some games. To help them while away the time."

"Good. I've seen them out in the yard. They look fantastic. Just like I envisioned."

"Yes. they do look exotic and erotic," he admitted.

"Perfect for the Christmas party," she said, and he could tell she was imagining how impressive they'd look amongst a throng of guests.

"Yes. I'm sure they'll be a hit."

She nodded, pleased.

"Is there anything wrong with them?

"Besides being angry with me?" she asked.

"Well, they're worried about their future."

"I'll take care of them." She replied dismissively. Sounding a little like Cruella. "Anything else?"

He took a deep breath. "Morgan. You can imagine, they're hornier than all hell. They've always been very ...
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