Bear's Beauties: Existential Crisis 23

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When the door opened, I stepped into the bedroom to see what Nikhol and Taylor had planned. Only to freeze as I passed through the doorway, barely able to remember to shut the door behind me. Nikhol had apparently used the same setting that Lana had, because she looked now to be about the same age as Harry, Rhonda, and Hermione. Taylor, on the other hand, looked to be about twenty nine or thirty.

“Thanks for joining us,” Taylor said with a bit of husk to her voice. Even if I wasn’t already somewhat aware of what was going to happen, the sight of Taylor in a black one-piece lingerie with more lace than fabric would have spelled it out pretty clearly. Nikhol was still wearing her tube top and skirt, though the boots were gone, leaving her feet and lower legs bare.

The position the two had taken… Taylor was sitting back against the headboard, with Nikhol between her spread legs. More than that, Taylor’s legs were intertwined with Nikhol’s, holding them wide open and showing that Nikhol was wearing nothing underneath the pleated skirt, the front of which had been bunched up at her waist. Nikhol’s head rested in the valley between Taylor’s breasts, her own exposed with the tube top pulled down to show her hardened nipples.

Well, with this kind of invitation, I’d have to be a eunuch or dead to turn them down. After double checking that yes, the door was firmly closed, I shucked my shirt and kicked off my shoes before making my way over to the king-sized bed. Hopping up, I leaned down to give Taylor a heated kiss, Nikhol reaching out and fondling me through my pants.

“Ready to make me a woman, Daddy?” Nikhol asked, her voice slightly different, younger and like honey, as she did.

Breaking the kiss, Taylor looked up at me with lidded eyes, before speaking, “Our girl’s been so excited for this, it’s all she’s talked about for a week.”

So that’s what they had in mind. I couldn’t say that it’s a kink I’d ever considered, but the way that Nikhol said ‘Daddy’ sent a jolt straight to my dick. Okay, this was certainly going to be interesting.

Nikhol’s fingers easily undid my belt, while Taylor’s hands guided mine to both one of her breasts as well as one of Nikhol’s. Despite the apparent age difference, Nikhol’s chest seemed to be larger, but from the immediate reactions, Taylor was definitely more sensitive.

As my fingers massaged the soft flesh of their chests, Taylor reached out to assist Nikhol in pulling my pants and boxers down. Lifting up my knees and kicking the last of my clothes off the bed, I moved between Nikhol’s legs and cupped her ass before lifting her up into the air. Her head still rested on Taylor’s chest, but as I lifted her hips up, her legs draped themselves over my shoulders moments before I buried my face into her puffy, aroused slit.

“Ooh, Daddy,” Nikhol cooed as my tongue explored her sparsely haired pussy, drinking up her juices and teasing her clit.

“That’s it, sweetie,” Taylor said, combing her fingers through Nikhol’s hair while her other hand teased a nipple. “Eat our baby girl, get her nice and wet before making her a woman.”

There were no arguments from me, Nikhol’s flavor, crisp but with a sharp bite, almost citrusy, burst across my tongue as my fingers massaged and kneaded the firm, muscled ass attached to her. Far sooner than I expected, there was a keening cry from Nikhol as her pussy clamped down on my tongue and a veritable flood of juices rushed out of her. As Nikhol panted and basked in the afterglow, I lowered her back down to the bed, before leaning up and capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Nikhol moaned into the kiss, her hands wrapping around my neck as her legs pulled apart from Taylors to hook around my waist.

Nikhol broke the kiss, and with a lusty gaze licked her lips before saying, “I taste good. Do you want to fuck me now, Daddy, or do you want me to suck your cock?”

“I think you’ve waited long enough, Princess,” I said, playing along with the scenario.

Lining myself up with her gushing slit, part of me wondered if the smartphone had a virginity setting, and if so whether or not Nikhol had touched it. Setting that question aside, asking would ruin the moment, I pushed in, the head of my cock spreading her open, her passage pressing down on my length as I filled her.

“So full…” Nikhol moaned as our hips met, her lower lips kissing my base.

Taylor leaned down and kissed the top of Nikhol’s head, before her hand reached down and rubbed over her stomach, whispering softly into Nikhol’s ear, “Do you feel that? You feel your daddy so deep inside you?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

Taylor, a seductive grin on her face, turned to look at me, “How does it feel? To have our little girl wrapped around the cock that made her? Is it everything you’d imagined?”

“Better,” I groaned out as I pulled back. Taylor grinned and leaned up against Nikhol’s ear as I slowly slid back in, making sure to brush against her clit as I did so. I didn’t hear what Taylor whispered this time, but from the whine and the way Nikhol clamped down on me, I had the feeling that it was something very kinky.

“Oh, Daddy,” Nikhol groaned as I bottomed out in her again. “Please, cum in me. I want to feel it. I, ooooh, I want you to make me a mommy.”

I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat, I’d ask them about it after, but for now I was going to treat that as dirty talk instead of an earnest request. Regardless, it was certainly effective dirty talk. Even with the slow pace I was taking to keep from blowing my load too early, I could already tell I wasn’t going to last very much longer, especially if they kept that kind of talk up.

“That’s it sweetie,” Taylor cooed as she brought the hand on Nikhol’s stomach to play with her clit, making the physically younger girl whine. “Give your baby girl a little brother or sister.”

Yeah, I was already hanging on by a thread. That pushed me over. Driving my hips forward, I buried my dick as deep into the teenaged Nikhol as it would reach before erupting, sending jet after jet of sperm into her.

“I feel it Daddy,” Nikhol moaned, her arms and legs tightening around my neck and waist. “I feel you cumming in me. It’s so warm, I love it…”

Panting, I slid out of Nikhol, a trail of frothy white flowing out of her after I did so. Taylor, looking over Nikhol’s shoulder, hummed thoughtfully for a moment before gently tossing her onto another part of the bed, making Nikhol giggle as she bounced on the magically enhanced mattress. My eyes locked onto the smooth globes of Taylor’s heart-shaped ass as she crawled after Nikhol and dove face first into the mess I’d made between Nikhol’s legs.

With a slight bit of bouncing, not twerking, but still appealing nonetheless, I was rapidly reinvigorated and moved to take up Taylor’s invitation. I could be considerate, but with asteroid mining giving us access to more money than anyone on Earth plus the fabricator on the Yamato, I felt little guilt in tearing apart the bottom of the lingerie that Taylor was wearing.

“Ooh, that’s it Daddy,” Nikhol said through a moan as Taylor lifted her hips up higher, letting me see just how soaked she was. “Fuck Mommy while she eats me out.”

How could I refuse that? Sliding into Taylor, I took a moment, both to compare with the last time I’d been in her and because I was still sensitive. It was an interesting contrast, not better or worse, just different. It was still warm, wet, and tight. The sound of rustling fabric made me look up, just in time for a white piece of fabric to fill my vision. Pulling it off, I looked to where Nikhol had been, only to see just her legs, moments before I felt a tongue where I was joined with Taylor. Pulling out enough I could look between us, I was met by the cheeky face of Nikhol as she licked along where Taylor’s laiba was wrapped around my shaft.

“You women are going to be the death of me,” I jokingly said as I pushed back into Taylor, enjoying the way her ass rippled from my hips colliding with her.

“But then who’d put buns in our ovens, Daddy?” Nikhol asked with faux innocence.

“Keep that up and you’ll get a spanking,” I growled as I started to pick up speed.

“Maybe that’s what I’m after.”

“Shush you, and get back to licking Mommy.”

“Yes Daddy.”

Turning my focus back onto Taylor, I reached up and tore open the back of her lingerie, before pulling it off her entirely and chucking it behind me. Taylor, for her part, started driving her hips back into me as I fucked her as she slid her arms under Nikhol’s legs. The bedroom filled with the sounds of flesh on flesh, moans, slurps, and the occasional squeal from Nikhol when Taylor found a particularly sensitive spot.

But, even having already cum in Nikhol, I was soon reaching my limit. With a growl, I leaned over Taylor, my hips pistoning rapidly, before I hilted myself in her and let go. Burst after burst of my seed painted her insides white, and from the way Taylor was clamping down I think that drove her over her limit too. I felt my balls tingling in a different way than usual, and with a bit of concern, I looked down as I pulled out, only for a veritable deluge of cum to flow out of Taylor onto Nikhol’s face.

Blinking in confusion, I shrugged it off as something to think about later. Nothing hurt, so I’d have Cameron give me a check up on the Yamato the next day. With the “post nut haze” hitting, I flopped down onto my back and lay on the bed panting. Slowly, Taylor and Nikhol crawled up on either side of me, curling into my sides. Before Nikhol lifted her hand and my phone flew from wherever it had been tossed aside to her palm. A few swipes later, and she was growing back to her original age.

“That was fun,” Nikhol said as she handed the phone to Taylor over my chest.

“I’ll say,” Taylor agreed as she also restored her original age, but kept a cup size or two.

“I hadn’t thought to tell you beforehand, but for future reference Taylor, my backdoor is a one way street,” Nikhol said as she dropped her head back down.

“Sorry… it seemed hot at the time.”

“It’s alright, you didn’t know, and you didn’t actually put anything in.”

“Pardon my interruption,” I said, “but I need to know: whose idea was the family roleplay thing?”

“Mine,” Nikhol said almost immediately. “I’d been thinking about something to this effect already, but when I came to bed the other night to see a youthened Lana, I knew I had to try it out. You, dear Bear, are a much better lover than any man I’ve been with.”

“I was surprised when Nikhol approached me about this, and I wouldn’t normally have agreed. But… Nikhol’s very persuasive, and I’m glad she is. This was the hottest thing I’d been a part of,” Taylor continued, before lifting her head a bit to look at Nikhol. “How many men have you been with?”

Nikhol just gave a shrug, “I was a slave. Even if I wasn’t specifically a sex slave, you don’t go six-seven years after the start of puberty without a lot of men deciding to take liberties. It stopped when I was sent to Korriban, and while there were some…hiccups, our wonderful Bear is the first man I’ve been with in either six or eleven years. Depending on whether or not you count the time I was frozen in carbonite.”

I had a bad feeling about the way she hesitated before saying hiccup, but just hugged both girls closer to me and let the rest of the world fade away as we drifted off to sleep.

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When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find that we’d had a few members of the Family join us. At a glance, Lisa was giving a go at filling the role of big spoon with Taylor with Cameron doing the same to Nikhol, while Harley was using my stomach as a pillow. She’ll probably insist it was just a coincidence, but I know she intentionally made it so that my morning wood would be trapped between her bare breasts.