Owning a Maid Harem Ch. 45

I stepped back and watched as she shoved her uniform down her body. Her blonde hair swayed around her shoulders as her big breasts came into view. Heavy and full of her healing milk. Her flat stomach. Curving hips. Her thick, blonde bush.

Did Dad hate me for chaining Mom and Kylie to this fate?

Maybe. But I was chained with them. Chained by our blood. If he had been alive instead of dying five years ago, he would have made Mom his Maid-Wife. She would have the yellow garter and not the silver. Maybe Kylie would have been given the silver. His Daughter-Maid to bear him Daughter-Maids.

Would Dad have claimed his slutty sister-in-law? Probably. She would have the red garter.

Would she be dead? Would Dad have failed her?

"Shhh," Mom said, her hands cupping my face. "It's not your fault that she's gone. The Seductress is at fault. She stole Nancy from us."

I stared into my mother's eyes. I had to find a way to stop this. "I'm the Master of Hayward Manor. It's always my fault."

She kissed me again with fierce love. Now she was comforting me. I groaned at the heat of her lips on mine. I let the pain wash over me as my hands grabbed my mother's asscheeks. I held her tight. I kneaded her rump as she squirmed against me. She felt so good. Just so delicious. I was so happy to have her.

Just so glad to have her squirming against me.

I broke the kiss with Mom and stared into her eyes. They swam with the pain she felt for me. She was such a good woman. I smiled at her, so glad I had her. My Mommy-Maid was amazing. I loved her so much.

She worked on my tie. She drew it around my neck. It whisked off. She tossed it to the side, humming. She worked at the buttons of the white shirt I wore. She undid them button by button. My dick throbbed in my pants.

"Such a handsome son," she cooed. "Mmm, you are the prize of every woman's eye, Master."

I smiled. "Thanks."

She winked a blue eye at me as she took off my shirt. She shuddered, her big boobs jiggling. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose. Dewdrops beaded on her blonde bush as she dropped to her knees and undid my belt. She worked it open before unzipping my pants. She shoved off my gray slacks and boxers.

My cock popped off. I stepped out of my pants as she opened her eyes to sallow it. I stopped her. I didn't want her to blow me. I wanted to feast on her. To cum in her pussy and plant a baby in her. I knew I would. I could feel it.

Perhaps I was making my son his own Mother-Maid. A sister for him to breed again and again.

I drew Mom to her feet and gripped her hips. She didn't resist as I pushed her back to the bed. She hit it and sank onto it, her big boobs jiggling as they settled into a pair of jiggling mounds. She spread her legs wide. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose.

How delicious.

I dove into her cunt. I buried my face into her snatch and licked at her with all that I had. It was such a thrill to nuzzle my face into her bush and feel her curls on my face. I licked at her. I lapped at her with such passion.

"Oh, yes, yes," she whimpered as I devoured her spicy cunt. "Master Lance!"

"Mom," I groaned, savoring the forbidden flavor of my mother's pussy. "Just enjoy."

"I will," she cooed, her thighs pressing on my face. Her silver garter felt silky on my right cheek.

I tongued her cunt with all that I had. I lapped at her with hunger, savoring the way I devoured her. It was such a treat to be here. I loved it so much. I flicked my tongue through her folds. I caressed her with all that I had. She moaned in delight as I squirmed there.

I tongued her with all that I had. I lapped at her with passion. She moaned and tossed her head as my tongue flicked through her folds. She humped against me, gasping out in delight as she did that. Her moans echo through the room.

"Oh, that's so good," she moaned. "Oh, yes, yes, just like that. Oh, honey! Master Lance! My strong son!"

I loved the sounds Mom made as I feasted on her. I wanted to make her explode. I craved to drown in all her pussy cream. I was so excited for that. I lapped at her with all that I had. It was so amazing to stroke my tongue through her folds and feast on her.

She shuddered, humping against me as I licked at her with all that I had. I tongued her with such passion. I flicked through her folds, savoring how she whimpered and moaned. She gripped my face with her thighs.

It was an amazing moment to feast on her fertile pussy. Her curls spilled over my mouth as my tongue danced around in her pussy. I stroked about in her. I wanted her to gasp and moan. To drown me in all her pussy cream.

"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned as I feasted on her. "Oh, that's it, honey. That's so good. Master Lance! My son! Stir up my pussy!"

I stirred up her cunt with all that I had. I lapped around in her, my dick so hard to slide into her and make a baby. To gift her with new life. She shuddered as her boobs jiggled. My tongue flicking around in her hot depths.

I stroked out of her hole and lapped at her clit. I licked at her bud, stroking over her pearl, polishing the button. She gasped as I pressed that special spot. Her entire body bucked. She shuddered, her boobs smacking together.

"Oh, my god, Master Lance!" she moaned. "Oh, yes, yes, make your Mommy-Maid cum. Make your mother burst!"

I suckled hard on her nub. I loved her with all my might. She shuddered as I did that. Her moans echoed through the room. They were so wild to hear. I was so glad for them. I stroked over her bud, making her shiver as I feasted on her. She groaned and gasped as my tongue flicked around her bud.

She quivered there as I suckled on her clit. Her thighs gripped my head. She humped against me, her bush rustling against my lips. Her breasts bounced as her entire body heaved. She squealed out in rapture.

Spicy juices gushed out and bathed my mouth.

"Lance!" she screamed. "My Lance! Yes!"

I lapped at her cunt. I gathered up her juices. I savored her spicy flavor. I flicked around her bud. I loved how she quivered there. It was so good to feast on her like this. To devour everything that she had. It was so good.

Just so amazing.

"Take me!" she moaned as I drowned in her pussy cream. I licked up the passion. I stroked my tongue through her folds, enjoying every second of her quivering through her pleasure. Her back arched. Her moans echoed through the room. "Oh, take me, Lance. Make a baby in me!"

I crawled up my mother's body, my dick so hard. I pressed my cock into her pussy lips. I loved the way her curls ticked my crown. Her labia caressed my tip. I thrust into her convulsing depths. I savored the writhing heaven of her incestuous pussy.

I entered forbidden territory. Only no territory was forbidden by the Master of Hayward Manor. I held her to me and kissed her with my lips coated in her pussy juices. She moaned, holding me tight as she quivered beneath me.

I made out with her as her orgasm passed, the convulsions around my dick slowing. She whimpered, her hands stroking up and down my back. She felt so good caressing me like that. Just so amazing.

I was glad to enjoy this moment. She felt so good in my arms.

I broke the kiss and stared into her blue eyes. "I love you, Mom."

"I love you, Lance," she whispered. "My Master." She rubbed her nose against mine. "Make love to me, please. Let's make a beautiful baby."

I smiled at her and drew back my cock. Her hot pussy gripped my dick. She held me tight with her pussy. She felt so good around my rod. I groaned in delight as plunged back into pussy. I savored her wonderful and taboo snatch engulfing me.

She whimpered in delight as I thrust into her. I fucked into her with all that I had. I buried deep and hard into her snatch. It was so much fun to fuck her with such force. I churned up her pussy with all that I had, delighting in her cunt.

I fucked into her with so much passion. I filled her up with all that I had. It was such a treat to bury into her snatch. I plunged into her with so much force. It was so good to fuck her with passion. With such joy. She felt amazing around my dick.

"Oh, yes, yes, that's so good," she whimpered. "Oh, honey. My Master! My son! Yes, yes, you're so big and thick. Just like your father! You Hayward men are hung!"

I thrust into her pussy, slamming into her depths. It was exciting knowing I had my father's prowess. I buried into my mother's snatch again and again. I fucked her with force. I loved feeling her twat around me. She gripped me with her silky snatch.

"Mom," I groaned. "Damn, you're an amazing woman."

She smiled at me. "And you're a remarkable son!"

I kissed her again. Our lips melted together as our bodies moved as one. I made love to my Mommy-Maid. I savored her incestuous embrace. Her arms stroked my back. She caressed me as I plunged into her cunt again and again. I buried into her with all that I had. I loved feeling her pussy gripping my dick. She massaged me. Held me tight.

I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her. Closer and closer to spurting all my jizz into her snatch. I wanted to have all my cum flooding her. She gripped me. She held me tight. It was so good to make love to her.

We moaned together.

Moved together.

Her hands stroked up and down my back as her big boobs rubbed into my chest. Her nipples caressed me as I drove my cock into her fertile pussy again and again. I fucked her with all the passion that I had. I wanted to make her cum.

She whimpered, her pussy clamping down on me. She kissed me with such passion. Our tongues danced together as the silky heaven of her pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting in her. I groaned with each plunge into her snatch.

I fucked to the hilt in her, my nuts slapping into her taint.

She gasped out in delight as I fucked into her again and again. I thrust into her with more and more force. The bed groaned as I buried into my mother's sweet heaven. Her silky embrace gripped me. Worshiped me.

She broke our kiss and gasped out, "Master Lance! I need your seed in me. Fill my womb with your child!"

"Yes, Mom!" I groaned. "My delicious Mommy-Maid!"

"Mmm, my hunky Master Son. Yes, yes, pound me. I love you, Lance. I love you with all my heart. I carried you in my womb. You grew so strong in me." Her pussy clamped down on me. "And now you're back in me where you belong!"

"Mom!" I growled, slamming into her, my balls slapping into her taint.

I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her pussy. I had to have all that passion spurting out of my dick. I wanted to flood her with so much passion. She squeezed her cunt down on me. She gasped out in delight as her orgasm burst in her.

"Lance!"

Her pussy went wild around my dick. Her hot cunt suckled at me. It was so good to have all that passion rippling around my dick. She nursed at me with all that she had. It was so good feeling her rippling around me. I groaned in delight at that heat spasming around my dick.

I pumped away at her. I fucked her with all that I had. It was so good to bury into her like that. It was just a delight to be inside of her. Just fantastic. I fucked her with force. It was so awesome to have her gripping my dick.

"Shit, shit, shit," I groaned. "Oh, Mom! Oh, yes, yes, that's it, Mom! I love you!"

"I love you so much!" she moaned as I buried into her cunt. I fucked to the hilt in her pussy and groaned out in delight.

I erupted.

My cum flooded my mother's fertile womb with my cum. I hoped I bred her. Begged to breed her. It was such an amazing moment to have all that cum spurting out of me. It was just a delight to spurt my cum into her cunt.

I erupted again and again. The pleasure shot through me. It was fantastic to have it shooting through me. I loved that delight. I savored that passion. I plowed my cock into her cunt to the hilt in her. She gasped out in delight.

Her pussy rippled around me.

She suckled at me with her hot pussy. I groaned as he cunt spasmed around me. She nursed at me. I spurted all my cum into her pussy. I unloaded everything I had into her. It was so good to dump my load into her.

I filled her up with my jizz. She whimpered in delight as I dumped every last drop of my jizz that I had in my nuts. I filled her up with all my seed. I knew that I had bred her. That I had given her a new child to love.

"Oh, Master," shes moaned, her pussy rippling around me. "I can feel it. The miracle. Just like that night your father and I made you. That was a special night."

"Yeah," I panted, nuzzling into her neck. "I love you so much, Mom."

"Mmm," she purred and stroked me. "Just lie on me. Let me enjoy this moment."

I smiled and savored it. I knew I had put a normal daughter in her belly. One who would grow up to love her brother. My son. I closed my eyes, savoring this moment. It was just so perfect. I was just so happy for it.

I loved my Mommy-Maid so much.

~~*~~

Ms. Lynette Docea

I left my bedroom and had a feeling he was in his mother's room. I just knew my Master was in here without being able to explain how I knew. I knocked on the door softly. "Master, may we speak."

"Come in," he said, his voice soft.

I opened the door to find him cuddled beneath the sheets of his mother's bed. Her head rested on his chest, her blonde hair pillowing across his features. She looked to be dozing herself, her hand absently playing with his cock. They had made love for a while. The room was musty with their incestuous love.

It was such a beautiful sight.

"What is it, Ms. Docea?" he asked, smiling at me.

"Master Hayward, I have to travel to England to recruit a maid," I aid. "She teaches at Oxford. A Welsh MILF and professor of mythology. I think she'll be useful."

He nodded, understanding my meaning. "Good, good. Let me think... Take Gloria, Alisha, Zeta, Virginia, and... Marsha. Yes, take Dr. Marsha with you."

"Of course, Master." I was glad he selected Marsha. He really did understand. I curtsied and left to gather the women he named.

I soon found them. Gloria, one of my students who wore a green garter. Alisha, the Muslim slut with an orange garter. The innocent Zeta with her white garter. Virginia the Daughter-Maid with her bronze garter. And Dr. Marsha Peterson, one of my maids in a gray garter. One of each variety.

We all packed quick overnight bags with our toiletries and spare uniforms. They charged their phones and grabbed any entertainment. Zeta, Alisha, Virginia, and Gloria had switches that they packed away. They were all gabbing about it. The maids made trips into town to buy what they wanted.

It was all charged to the estate. Somehow. Know one ever received a bill, but I had a feeling that Cali managed the accounts behind the scenes. She did disappear at times. She definitely controlled the vast fortunes of Hayward Estate.

It made sense. She was immortal. She had probably shepherded the family wealth for six hundred years through so many situations. It would make a fascinating study on the various ways the Estate handled its investments over so many centuries.

Once I figured out how to achieve Lance's goal, I could study this idea.

An hour later, I was driving us to the airport in Concord for our flight to London. I had no idea how we would get there. That wasn't really my concern. I knew we would. That was all that mattered. I found parking and we headed to British Air's table.

"I need tickets for six to the UK on the next flight," I said. "Best seats. Bump people if you must. This is Hayward business."

"Of course," the woman said, the power of the Hayward magic never failing to impress me. "Let me see what we have. Okay, I can get you on a connecting flight to Dulles in Washington D.C. You'll have an hour layover than a straight flight to Heathrow. Six tickets in business class. Maids of Hayward Manor."

She printed off our tickets. They indeed just said Maid of Hayward Manor for our names. I passed them out to us and we headed through to security I just went up to the woman managing the line and said, "We need to pass through as fast as possible. Hayward Manor business."

Our flight was in fifteen minutes.

"This way," she said and led us to the pilot screening. There was no line here.

We marched up and I said briskly, "Hayward Manor business. No time for screening."

"Right," he said and waved us through.

And like that, we were in the airport proper. We rushed to our gate, the flight boarding. We flashed our tickets. It was a domestic flight, so they weren't checking IDs or anything. It wasn't even a British Airway plane, I realized. It was US Airways. Well, it was just getting us to our connection.

We settled in our seats and had a short flight to Dulles.

We grabbed a bite to eat, the maids all giddy with anticipation. It was the first for all but Marsha. Zeta, Virginia, Alisha, and Gloria were all so young. They looked about, so cute in their maid uniforms. I smiled, feeling like I was taking my students on a field trip.

"Mmm, we could eat pussy to pass the time," Alisha suggested.

"I'm too excited for that!" gasped Zeta. "Look at that plane taking off! Wow!"

She watched a four-engine 777 lifting off into the sky. It had UPS livery, climbing higher and higher. It was an impressive sight. The girls were so eager for it. I just rolled my eyes at the sexual antics.

"You can eat pussy on the plane," I told Alisha. We're in business class. You'll have our own pods with seats that recline back. You can even sleep on them." That was my plane.

"Wow," said Alisha. The Muslim girl smiled. She wasn't a very faithful Muslim girl. The tramp stamp she had on her lower back had a flowing word. It looked beautiful written in Arabic script. It was sharmota.

Whore.

She had that tattoo before Nancy recruited her. Sadness panged me. Nancy was such a vivacious woman, and she had been taken from us so suddenly. I pushed down my sadness. She was waiting for us in the Hay. We would be with her for eternity.

A heaven of unending bliss.

Soon, they called our flight. British Air Flight 1911. They asked for passports from everyone but us. We didn't need those. We were on Hayward business. I found my seat and leaned back, ready for a peaceful flight. I couldn't wait to recruit Dr. Rhianna Darby.

~~*~~

Lance Hayward

"MasterBig Brother!" Kylie moaned in delight as my dick penetrated her asshole and sank into her bowels.

It was the next morning, and I was enjoying a lazy day of buggering my little sister bent over the foot of my bed. She whimpered in delight, her head tossing as her asshole swallowed my dick. She felt so amazing around my cock.

I groaned in delight as I sank deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. She squeezed down on me. She wiggled her rump from side to side, stirring her bowels around me. That felt so good. Just amazing. I smiled from ear to ear as she moaned beneath me.

"Master-Big Bro," she whimpered as her asshole gripped my dick. "Oh, Master, that's soooo good!"

"Yes, it is," I growled as I bottomed out in her anal sheath. She was such a treat to be in. Her naked body quivered. She smiled in delight as my phone rang.

The tinkle of Beethoven told me it was Ms. Docea calling. I reached for it and just manged to snag it off my dresser while keeping my dick mostly in my sister's asshole. I did nearly pull out of her, her bowels clamping down on the tip.

I answered the call and drove my cock into my sister's asshole. "Hey, Ms. Docea."

"Master Hayward," my sultry Teacher-Maid purred as I pumped away at my sister's asshole. "We cleared customs at Heathrow and I have hired us a driver to take us to Oxford. We should be there in a few hours."

"Wonderful," I said. "Good luck."

"Thank you, Master." The phone went dead.

I tossed it on the bed and pumped away at my sister's asshole. I fucked her bowels hard, reveling in her velvety grip around my dick. She held me tight as I plunged into her again and again. I loved the way she held me tight.