Mack 11. Truth or Dare Consequences

"Oh shit," Jennifer said, pulling her top back down and hooking it over her summer-shandy melons. "Does that hurt?"

"What?" Mackenzie asked, and then she looked down and gave herself a little "meh". "I was actually wondering if I got burned," she said, lifting her tit up and inspecting the underside which was now purple-ringed with red. I'd grabbed her pretty hard, I guessed, and now I felt like shit for doing it. But, I slowly accepted, that the alternative would have been much worse.

"I think you need some ointment for that," Jennifer said.

"I'll be okay," Mackenzie replied, dropping her tits and sitting up quickly. "Where are these pants at?"

"Right there," Jennifer said, pointing.

Mackenzie grabbed hers, shook them twenty times rather than unfolding them first, and then slid one leg into one pant, and then the other. She pulled the pants up and laughed as the waist came all the way up over her tits.

"They didn't sell them in sizes I could figure out," Jennifer said, trying to sound cheerful, "but the waist folds down."

Mackenzie tucked the waist part underneath her tits, tied it tight, and then rolled it down her body, creating a thick cuff that, when fully rolled down, looked quite amazing. Mackenzie pulled the waist part right and left, rolled it down more, and then let go. The cuff sat on her hips, accentuating them in a way normal pants just couldn't.

"These are awesome babe," Mackenzie said, taking a step and planting a thick wet kiss on Jennifer's lips. "Thanks."

I sat there, dumb-struck at Mackenzie's politeness, and then, I grabbed my Egyptian cotton sleep pants and began unfolding them. In seconds I had my pants off, and my sleep pants on, pulling them up to my waist and tying them tight. They were really quite comfortable, and relaxing, and they felt like I was wearing almost nothing.

"You like 'em?" Jennifer said, stepping forward.

"Yes," I said, and I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips, just as she had started doing, more and more often, without asking. Jennifer's eyes came up to mine, flashing with some unknown excitement, but she quickly diverted her focus and brought her hands up to my neck to unbutton the top button.

"I wanna see what you uh.... What the pants look like, without the shirt," Jennifer said, biting her bottom lip and unbuttoning the next button in line.

I grabbed the bottom edge of the shirt and pulled it up over my head, and then let my arms fall by my sides, the shirt hanging limp in my left hand.

"Uhhhh, why don't you do a few poses for us?" Mackenzie said and I glanced at her to see that lustful sparkle back in her eyes.

"What? Like this?" I said, curling both my arms like a bodybuilder might do.

"Oh yeah, baby!" Mackenzie said, sitting back down on the couch only to lean back and start sliding her fingers up and down the front of her sleep pants, right where her clit resided beneath the soft material.

"Oh, you like that?" I said, teasing her. I turned around, made a few more muscles, showing off the backs of my arms, and then my shoulders, and then I turned around, doing one that showed off my chest.

"Turn around again?" Jennifer asked as if she wanted to get another look at the pants. I spun around and glanced back at her. "Do those look too tight?"

"What?" I asked. "These?" I tightened my ass cheeks, pinching the fabric between them, and then flexed my calves and my shoulders one more time.

"Nah," Mackenzie said lustfully. "Those look like the perfect amount of tight."

I laughed, having fun for the first time in a long time, and Jennifer stepped forward, grabbed my shirt off the floor, and tossed it to Mackenzie. Mackenzie in turn, took it, turned it around, and then slipped it on over her head. She pulled the material down over her tits and tucked it underneath them, and then turned a lustful look in my direction. "What do you think."

"Looks...hot," I said with a smile.

"We need to eat," Jennifer said, reminding us all of the meal we still hadn't eaten.

I grabbed my chair, and an empty bowl, and scooped stew into it before setting it down to go get some bread from the kitchen. "I'm just going to get some bread!" I yelled out. "No need to strip down naked, or start some other form of activity before I get back," I said warningly.

"Can you bring me some milk?" Jennifer called out.

"And a bag of chips?" Mackenzie added.

A moment later I came back to the front room, carrying no less than eight different special requests, and then finally sat down to enjoy my stew.

"Sorry Daddy," Jennifer asked me after a moment. "Can you get me some salt?"

Smirking, I got up, went back to the kitchen, got her the salt, and brought it back.

"Thank you," she said, smiling appreciatively.

"You didn't get enough of his salt before?" Mackenzie snorted then, and Jennifer laughed out loud at the comment.

"Actually," Jennifer said, taking a big bite of stew and swallowing it before continuing, "it wasn't that bad. Kinda nice actually."

I just shook my head and continued eating, hurrying now so I could stoke the fire, rinse the dishes with scalding water, and then go to sleep.

Jennifer and Mackenzie finished eating and, to my utter astonishment, they both got up and took their bowls, along with the rest of their items and the Dutch Oven, back to the kitchen. A moment later, Jennifer brought the cast iron pot with the hanging handle, filled to the brim with ice-cold water, and I took it from her and hung it.

"Thanks," Jennifer said softly, and then she turned to me, and planted a delicate kiss on my cheek.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"Because," she said. "Just because."

I smiled and then sat down in the lone chair, which was now designated my second chair, and the one I used to sit and store the fireplace. I arranged the logs, just as I had the night before, creating a kind of self-feeding fireplace, so as the coals burned down, logs positioned further out would slide toward the middle of the fire, keeping it going for an extended amount of time. Soon enough, the water in the pot was boiling, and I took it to the kitchen and poured it into the right-hand sink, turning the ice-cold water already in that basin, scaling hot. Quickly, I washed the dishes, rinsed them off, and put them on the rack to dry.

I took another look around the house, just to make sure everything was okay, and nothing was out of order, and then, I put the fireplace spark grate and the heat shields back in place. NOW, everything was ready to go, and I could finally go to sleep. I did take a moment and looked around for my underwear, but couldn't find them. I decided that would have to wait for tomorrow when there was more light.

The last thing I did was go through each room and blow out all the candles, plunging the house back into complete darkness. It wasn't an issue though. By now, we'd all gotten used to moving around in the dark, and I didn't think any of us really needed a flashlight.

I went to my room and closed the door behind me, slipped into bed, and then reached over, probing to see if anyone else was there. When I felt nobody else, I laid back on the bed and sighed. Maybe I'd get a full night's sleep, although, I had gotten a full night's sleep the night before. It was just filled with erotic dreams and such, so, I didn't really consider it one. Tonight, however, I was planning to sleep soundly, with my bottom half wrapped soundly in these awesome sleep pants.

I closed my eyes and was fast asleep, when I felt something strange and I woke up, looking around. I grabbed my watch and checked the time. It was four a.m. I didn't know what time I'd gone to sleep, but if I had to guess, I would have said around midnight. I listened intently, and then slowly reached out into the darkness.

"Aaaigh!" Mackenzie yelped, and I knew it was her because she was still wearing my shirt.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice just above a whisper.

"What do you mean?" She asked, and I felt a gigantic bundle of soft comforter being spread over the bed.

"You're not up doing laundry," I said accusingly.

"Uh-uh," she whispered.

"So, you're just bringing me..." I felt the comforters and they were hot. "How did you get these so warm?"

"I stood by the fireplace," she whispered softly.

"Are you going back to bed?" I asked.

"I wasn't...going...to," she said.

I reached out and grabbed her then, pulling her onto the bed and burying her in the comforters. "I can't believe you did that today," I said, rolling her over and squeezing her tits through my button-down shirt.

"Mmmm," she moaned, and then she spread her legs open and wrapped them around me. "You know what I really wanted to do, right?"

"Yeah, I know," I said, and I pressed my hips against hers, and my cock was hard in an instant. I kissed her lips, and then her neck, and then her earlobe, sucking it into my mouth.

"God, I love it when you do that," she groaned under my touch.

"I noticed my marks are all gone," I said, my hands finding her nipples and pinching them lightly.

"You want to make them permanent?" She asked then, a lust-filled whispering question.

"What? Like a tattoo?" I asked.

"If you want," she said, nuzzling the base of my neck and planting a few kisses of her own.

"Maybe," I said, sliding my lips back to her neck and kissing a line back up to her ear, and then across her chin to her lips. My tongue parted her mouth and she became ravenous, sucking and licking and kissing with wild abandon. My hands slipped down her sides to her sleep pants, grabbed the ties, and yanked them free.

"How do you want me?" she asked quietly.

"Roll over," I said, yanking her sleep pants off and tossing them over the side of the bed.

She did as I told her, like the good little whore she was, and I grabbed the soft globes of her ass in my hands and spread them apart. Without warning, I pressed my face to her asshole, licking and then spitting my saliva inside of her shit chute.

"Oh my god," she groaned as my tongue continued working its magic on her, loosening her sphincter, and making her much more susceptible to suggestion.

"Did you take care of whatever you had to take care of?" I asked.

"About what?" she asked.

"Your ass?"

"It's fine," she said, a bit of insecurity in her voice.

"Lay down," I said then, and she did. Gently, I put my body on top of hers, slid my arms underneath her own, and entwined my fingers in between her own. My legs gently slid between hers, my feet spreading her ankles out to the sides until her legs were wide open. "I love fucking your ass," I said, my cock sliding back and forth in the crack of her ass.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," she said hopefully.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Are you too sore?"

"No," she said quickly. "No, it's just... I'm checking my cycle," she said.

"Your cycle? Your menstrual cycle?"

I could feel her nodding.

"If I give it to you, are you going to cool it with the outbursts?" I asked.

"Yeah," she whispered.

"Alright. Roll over, you little slut."

Mackenzie rolled over then, and pulled her legs up to her chest, opening herself up for me, ripe for the taking.

"Mmmm. Maybe I'll just get things started first," I said, slipping down and placing my hands on her inner thighs, just outside her smooth soft mound.

"Ooooh my god," She gasped as my tongue slid between her outer lips, delving deep, and licking upwards. I continued to lick, sucking each lip into my mouth and then, her clit, before tonguing her pussy, snaking my tongue in and out of her until she was thoroughly wet.

"You like that?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah," she moaned.

"I love whatever you're using," I said with a smile. "That, and your pussy...the best taste, ever," I said.

"I bought it just for you," she groaned as I went back to eating her out, sucking her hole while forcing my tongue up inside of her, licking the tip of my tongue against the inside upper wall of her pussy. There was no way I was ever going to reach her G-spot with my tongue, but the action made her want me to, and that just made everything hotter.

I licked my middle and ring finger, and then slid them inside of her pussy, curling them upward and pressing against her spongy cum target, making her groan like an animal in heat. "You like that?" I growled at her, licking her from bottom to top three times fast.

"Oh fuck!" she grunted, her thighs convulsing.

"You're not going to cum already, are you?"

She gasped and I knew the answer was yes. I'd pushed her over the edge too soon, and I came up between her legs, my cock hard and ready. I put the head against her slippery slit, and she came off the bed to devour it, jerking her hips against me, and plunging me into her.

I gasped at how incredibly hot, and tight her pussy was. She wrapped her legs around me, her hips trembling, her legs and ankles shaking. She was barely able to keep control, so I grabbed underneath her knees and pulled her legs up, and out.

"Gimme that super-fucking-tight pussy," I growled, plunging into her, only to yank my cock halfway out and plunge it back in. I did it three more times, and then slammed it inside of her, pushing, stretching her pussy from the inside, just like she'd done with the dildo earlier. I heard her gasp, and her thighs trembled underneath my grasp.

I pulled out and plunged into her again, and again, each time, she tried to close her legs to let the orgasm overwhelm her and take her away, but I yanked her legs back open, thrust my throbbing cock back inside her baby bakery, and whispered into her ear, how much I loved fucking her.

"I'm gonna cum," she groaned, turning her head and biting down on the pillow beside her.

I kissed her neck multiple times, brought my lips up to her ear, and told her to cum on my cock, while I filled her cunt with sweet salty sperm. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock, urging me to pump my seed into her, and I latched onto her neck with my lips, sucking hard, wanting to mark her as my own.

I let go for just a second to put my lips to her ear, whispering into it. "You're mine. All mine. My property. My fuck slut. My little whore. You understand?"

"Yeasssssss," she hissed, and I felt her pussy tightening with rapid little contractions.

"Get those legs up," I whispered, sinking my cock inside of her pussy as deep as it could go. "I wanna feel every inch of that pussy sucking me dry," I said with an animal-like ferocity, and my lips attacked her neck again, suckling onto the spot they had been before, pulling her flesh into my mouth, bursting the blood vessels in her skin, and marking her with a gigantic purple and red welt. I didn't need to see it, to know it was there. Just like I didn't need to see the sparkle in her eyes or the way she smirked at me when I was doing something she liked.

"Oh fuck!" She yelped, as my cock swelled inside of her, stretching her cunt around my shaft like a piston ring. I pulled out just a little, tightened my ass cheeks making my cock swell with blood, and then felt my balls pull up tight.

"Here you go baby," I said, and I slid my cock back into her, pushing, delving, ramming it home. Her cunt stretched for me, accepting every bit of my length, her lips spread to their limit, and then beyond, becoming super soft and silky, and then she trembled. Her entire body trembled. She shook, her hips convulsing, her thighs spasming. She whipped her head back and forth, and then her arms wrapped around my back, her nails digging in.

"Oh fuck!" I groaned, fucking my cock into her deeper, and she grunted back at me, speaking in some weird tongue I didn't understand. Her hands ripped down to my ass, grabbing me, pulling me into her, and then she yanked her head up off the bed, slamming her lips against mine, kissing me frantically.

"God...fuck...me..." she sputtered and I couldn't hold back any longer. I yanked her hair and rolled her over, forcing her up on top of me, and she sat down, riding me then like a rodeo bull, her pussy slapping against the base of my cock with hard desperate slaps. I reached up and grabbed her left breast in my right hand, squeezing it hard and she moaned in response. She kept fucking me hard as my dick started to jerk, and then, she yanked herself off of me, slid down my body, her breathing coming in hard gasps.

"What are you-" I felt her lips suck my cock into her mouth and she began sliding her head up and down my shaft, as quickly as she could. "Holy Jesus!" I grunted, grabbing her hair in my hands, holding onto her head like a fuck-doll. She grabbed my balls in her left hand, just like Jennifer had done earlier, and I knew she was wanting her very own session.

"Watching me earlier got you so horny, didn't it?" I said, pulling her head up and down on my cock, literally fucking her mouth like a fucking whore.

"Mmm, hmmm," she moaned, not taking my cock out of her mouth for a second.

"You wanna taste my cum too?"

"Ohhhh," she moaned, hissing at me. "Cum in my mouth again."

I forced her head down on my cock, pressing it between her lips and she grunted with approval, opening her throat for me, and gagging herself on the head of my cock.

"Jesus you give head so fucking good," I cried out, taking her hair in both hands, ripping her head up and down, my cock swelling to a whole new diameter.

I expected her to slide her fingers around my balls, preventing me from cumming, but it never happened. Instead, she let me climax, and I moaned one long deep tone as my balls emptied their contents into my cock, which wrenched the salty concoction up its length at breakneck speeds. My dick jerked, and again, and again, I Mackenzie knew I was cumming. I was cumming hard.

She pulled my dick out until it was halfway down her throat, and let me keep pumping my white nectar into her, and when my cock made its final thump, she swallowed and then sucked, swallowed, and sucked again.

I had no idea she was such a fast learner, but she'd definitely taken a tip or two from Jennifer, for which I was ecstatic. She even stroked my cock, sucking every drop of cum out of me, and then gently sucked the tip until I was bone dry, before gently tucking my cock back into place between my thighs.

"God you taste good," she said in a soft whisper, her voice thick and sultry.

"You like that?" I said with a smile. I hadn't told either Mackenzie or Jennifer, but I'd started drinking copious amounts of pineapple juice, substituting it for my grape soda, whenever I could. Now, it was finally paying off, and I smiled, knowingly, as she told me she wanted to suck me dry, every day until I just couldn't cum anymore.

"Deal," I said, pulling her up to my chest, and kissing her passionately. She kissed me back, her hands smoothing over my face, gently stroking the sides of my neck and my chest. She slid down beside me then, tucking herself in under my arm, and putting her head on my chest. She pressed her tits against my side and then wrapped one leg over mine, hooking it between my knees, and then, she laid one delicate hand on my cock, wrapped her fingers around it lovingly, and began to snore.

I had never slept so well, in my entire life. My dreams were filled with every kind of erotic dream my subconscious could come up with. I dreamed I was being sucked off, fucked off, jerked off, and more. Asses and pussies and mouthes sought my sweet cream and I gave it to them, over and over and over again.

By the time morning came around, I was absolutely dehydrated. I woke to the feeling of a hand gently stroking my cock, and I groaned at the pleasure Mackenzie was giving me. Her fingers slid over the cap, grabbing just under the head, and she jerked my cock from base to tip, harder, faster, tightening her grip.

"Fuck baby," I groaned, gasping. She was going to make me cum again.