Editing Reailty Book 3, Chapter 13: True Names by mypenname3000

Editing Reality

Book Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Thirteen: True Names

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

Linda Davies

Elation rushed through me. My husband had it. He would edit Sandalphon. We just had to make it to Midnight. Nine hours to go, and then our family would have all the power in the world. I shuddered, squirming on my husband’s lap.

I shifted how I sat on him, straddling him. I pressed my breasts into his chest. My nipples throbbed and ached. I slipped my arms around his neck and pressed my forehead against his head. I squirmed, my pussy juicy, eager to fuck him and ride him.

“You’re going to do it,” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you’re going to change the world.”

I kissed him, my pussy on fire. This was so hot. He was going to be the most powerful man in the universe. My twat burned and ached. I pressed my pussy against his dirty dick. He’d just fucked JoBeth up the ass. His cock needed to be cleaned.

I was so damned horny. My tongue dueled with his as I smeared my pussy across his dick. I rose up, the chair creaking, echoing through the empty classroom. I felt the tip of his cock nudging into my cuntlips. This wild rush shot through me.

I slammed my pregnant twat down my husband’s dirty cock. I squeezed my cunt as I engulfed his dick. My hot flesh polished his dick as I went lower and lower. My butt-cheeks jiggled as I bottomed out, smacking into his thighs. I took him, savoring that moment of being full of his cock.

Then I squeezed around his dick. I lifted up him, my cunt buffing his cock clean. He groaned into the kiss, his hands sliding down my back. His touch felt amazing. I gasped as he cupped my rump. He squeezed me, kneaded me. His fingers dug into my flesh.

It was incredible.

A rush.

Exhilaration surged through me, mixing with the pleasure.

I slammed down him again and again. I worked my cunt up and down his dick. It was this amazing rush. I’d done it. I’d saved our family with my illicit edit. My tongue darted around in his mouth, caressing him as this pleasure surged through my body. It built me towards my orgasm.

I would cum so hard. I would explode on his dick.

I couldn’t wait for that moment. I hungered for it. My pregnant pussy gripped him. I shuddered as I bottomed out on him. His cock reached so deep into me. My butt-cheeks smacked into his thighs on every downstroke. My nipples rubbed into his chest.

I broke the kiss and stared into his eyes. His fingers dug into my rump. He groaned as my naughty pussy cleaned his dick. My juicy flesh gripped him. He grinned at me, his nose nuzzling into mine. I whimpered, the pleasure growing and growing.

“We’re going to make the world into a paradise,” he groaned.

“Yes!” I gasped, her twat squeezing around my dick. It was the greatest feeling in the world. A rush. “We’ll remake it in our image!”

His fingers dug into my flesh. He gripped me. He squeezed and kneaded me. The pleasure surged down my body. An amazing delight. I groaned, feeling dizzy. My hips wiggled from side to side. I squeezed around him. This juicy heat grew in my pussy wrapped around his dirty cock.

My nipples ached and throbbed. I slammed down his dick. My orgasm built faster and faster. This heat rushed through me. My hair swayed about my shoulders. I whimpered, staring into his dark eyes. I took his cock to the hilt.

“Yes!” I gasped. “We’ll change everything!”

“Everything,” he growled.

His fingers dug into my rump. He squeezed and kneaded me. He dug his digits into my butt-cheeks. He thrust up into my pussy, bouncing me. The chair groaned. I gasped as he lifted us up. He stood. I gasped, impaled on him. Then I was on my back on his desk and he was fucking me.

My large breasts bounced and jiggled, pillowed into two lush mounds as I lay on my back. He slammed his cock deep into me. His heavy balls smacked into my rump. I gasped, my cunt squeezed down on his shaft.

Pleasure raced through me. His dick reached to the hilt in my pussy. He planted his hands on either side of my body. He rammed to me. He fucked his cock hard and deep into my cunt. He plowed me with mighty strokes. A man fucking his woman. It was this incredible rush. I whimpered, biting my lower lip. My cunt squeezed around my twat.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she howled. “Oh, my god, this is incredible. We’re going to rule the world!”

“Yes!” he growled. His balls smacked into my taint with his every plunge. He drilled his cock into me.

I climbed towards my orgasm. He slammed so hard into me. He fucked me. His pubic bone ground against my clit. Pleasure sparked through me. This amazing treat that rushed through me. My dick buried to the hilt in me.

“Steve!” I moaned, clutching about my husband’s cock. “Oh, my god, Steve! You’re going to be a god! Yes, yes! We’re going to rule everything!”

“Nothing will stop me! Us!” he growled. He rammed into the hilt in me and drew back, my cunt clinging to his dick. The friction was incredible. His confidence was intoxicating. “Nothing!”

“Yes!” I howled and came.

My pussy convulsed around my husband’s cock. The rush of our power mixed with the surge of rapture flooding out of my cunt. I bucked on the desk, my tits heaving. My breasts smacked together. My cunt spasmed around his cock, buffing his dick clean of all of JoBeth’s asshole.

He slammed into me as the pleasure drowned my mind. Stars burst across my vision while a wave of darkness fuzzed before me. My back arched. My breasts jiggled. I whimpered and bucked, my mind melting.

“Steve!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes! We’re going to rule it all! I love it! Love you!”

He slammed to the hilt in me. He grunted and I felt that wonderful moment. His seed flooded through me. Our union complete. Our essence mixed. My pussy spasmed harder, writhing around his erupting cock.

“Linda!” he growled. His jizz pumped into my cunt. It flooded my pussy. He grunted and growled. I whimpered, my breasts jiggled. “Oh, damn, Linda. We’re going to do it.”

“We are!” I moaned and grabbed the back of his neck. I pulled him down to my hungry mouth. I kissed my powerful husband.

His weight was on me. His seed was in me. We would fix the world. Today, everything changed. My breasts ached and throbbed. My tongue danced through his. I kissed him with a hungry mouth. He stroked me. My breasts rose and fell, pressing against him.

It was just a rush. An exhilarating delight.

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Steve Davies

I pulled into my parking space at City Hall. My Anime girls had brought me my sedan to drive from the college. They’d taken the rest of my family home, my children and concubines, in the mini-van while Linda and I headed to do my job as mayor.

Linda was bubbling with joy. She was so glad that I had figured out Sandalphon’s real name. It was a lucky stroke that I came across it in the book. When I saw Eden, it had clicked in my mind. Luckily, we had it.

I just had to wait until Midnight.

My stomach had that anticipatory twist. That desire to speed up time. I needed to distract myself. I had already planned to do my mayoral job after work. Rainier was a small town, so the mayor didn’t need to be a full-time job. The city manager, a gorgeous woman named Kalie Fairclough, ran the day to day details.

I walked in the back door into the employee section. The various civil workers were bustling around. They smiled at me, murmuring, “Good day, Mayor Davies!”, “How’s it going, Mayor?”, “Hey, Mr. Mayor!”, and so on. I nodded at them. They were all focused. Bustling. They wanted to make Rainier a better place.

It was such a rush knowing I had changed this town. I had improved it. Having this power was amazing.

My wife and I took the elevator to the fourth floor where the executive offices were. Imogene was waiting for us. My sexy secretary, edited from that plump girl with the ear expanders and too many piercings, stood before us in this low-cut blouse, her skirt hugging tight to her lithe legs. The tops of her thigh-high stockings appearing from beneath the hem.

“Good day, Mr. Mayor,” Imogene said brightly, her brown hair swaying about her shoulders. “I’ve been getting calls all day about you.”

“Oh?” I asked as we walked down the hallway. I nodded to the comptroller sitting in his office, his door open. Richard Lawson, city attorney, smiled at me before he looked back down at the legal pad before him. “What sort of calls.”

“They want to know if you’re running for mayor of Seattle,” she said. “Or SeaTac and Olympia. And even as the Governor of Washington.”

I smiled and glanced at my wife. “We have to pick some good people to fill those roles.”

“Ooh, you’re going to endorse the candidates?” Imogene asked. “I know I’d vote for whomever you nominate as governor. It’ll be better than the current asshat.”

I laughed as I opened the door to my office. The two women swept inside. They immediately began stripping naked. My wife stripped out of the business skirt and blouse she wore. She’d changed out of her nurse scrubs into an outfit more appropriate for coming to City Hall. That brief time walking through the halls had to make an impression. She opened her blouse, her large tits coming out.

Imogene had her own tits popping out. Nice and perky. Her nipples thrust hard and pink from atop her breast. I tweaked one, making her gasp and giggle. My wife gave me a fond look as I joined them in stripping, removing my tie.

“So, let’s start figuring out who we should endorse not only to be governor of this state, but all of them. We’ll need mayoral candidates and even presidential candidates.”

My wife glanced at me. “You’re not going to make yourself president?”

“Maybe,” he said. Steve sighed. “It would mean giving up being a teacher at Rainier. Part of me wants to stay. And, no, not just because of my nubile students. I like being a teacher.”

“Mmm, but we’re changing the world. Can we let anything stop us?”

Her words resonated. I shifted and said, “No, no, you’re right. We have to go all in. Nothing can stand in our way.”

My wife beamed at me, her breasts swaying from side to side. They were lush and beautiful. My dick throbbed. I wanted to fuck her, but we had work to do. I would make myself president and then slowly began editing the world.

How long before I ruled it? A few years to edit enough major cities around the world. All centers of power and economics: Beijing, London, Paris, Singapore, Moscow, Tokyo, Berlin, Mecca, Delhi, and so many more. Every world capital in the end. It would take the rest of my life to edit every individual city, but I just had to hit those major population centers.

Maximize my efforts.

First the U.S.

“Let’s start planning,” I said as I headed naked to my desk, my wife and secretary following.

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James Davies

Classes were out for the day. I sat on a wooden bench in Lewis Park in the center of town, near the bronze statue of the explorer. I shifted as I stared out at the people moving around, enjoying the lovely day. Mount Rainier loomed to the southeast, the peak a majestic, glacial-capped cone soaring high into the air above the rest of the Cascade Mountains.

I wanted to draw something in pencil. Not bring it to life, just something meaningful and beautiful. The urge to create had been on me all day. There were so many different ways to create. Drawing was my favorite.

Well, second favorite. Creating a baby in a girl’s womb was an exhilarating experience.

My two girlfriends set beside me. Orihime hummed absently, her head darting out as she people watched, her breasts jiggling. Ruri had her eyes focused on the book she read, a boring book on physics. She loved it, her eyes moving as they swept down the page.

“Ooh, ooh, look at them,” Orihime said. “You should draw them.” Her voice went lower. “You could make it naughty. They look like mother and daughter.”

My eyes glanced over to the two figures approaching. I smiled in delight at the sight of the two women. The older of the pair had blonde hair that swayed around her shoulders. She wore a tank top that stretched around her round breasts. She had a pair of white shorts on, her legs toned and delightful. The girl was eighteen, her sandy-blonde hair in pigtails. She wore a baby doll t-shirt, the purple cloth hugging her chest. Her breasts looked small, lovely handfuls.

My dick throbbed.

“Mmm, mother and daughter,” purred Orihime. “Ask them to pose for you.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, my mouth dry. “Hi, excuse me.”

The pair of figures stopped and glanced at me. The older woman had blue eyes and the younger green. They both gave me quizzical looks, glancing up and down. Did they recognize me? I knew the town was edited so women would let me sleep with them. Or did they recognize that if they slept with me, they would find their soulmate?

“Would you mind posing for my drawing?” I said. “You and your daughter are beautiful.”

“Oh, really?” asked the older woman.

“Definitely,” I said, nudging Orihime. “Don’t you think so?”

“Big time,” my busty girlfriend said, her orange hair swaying around her shoulders. “You’re both so beautiful, you should do it naked! Mmm, yes, that’s what James wants.”

“Idiot,” muttered Ruri. “We’re in public.”

“Yeah,” I groaned, my dick swelling hard. “Would you do that for me. Pose naked with each other so I can capture the beauty of mother and daughter together.”

“Oh, sure,” the mother said. “You up for it, Kathy?”

“Sure, Mom!” said the daughter, delight dancing over her face. I didn’t recognize her. She didn’t go to my private Christian college. Her hands pulled off the hem of her t-shirt, exposing small breasts clad in a white bra with pink lace.

“Everyone in the world is idiots,” Ruri groaned.

“How do you want us to pose?” the mother asked, setting down her large purse. She had a blanket peeking out of it.

“You here for a picnic or something?” I asked, nodding to the purse.

She frowned then glanced down. “Oh, the blanket. Well, I hate sitting on grass.” She pulled off her tank top. She had a gray bra on underneath. Nothing fancy. “You know, it’s so itchy and I don’t want to stain my clothes.”

“True, true,” I said. “Spread it out. I think you and your daughter should pose naked on it. Cuddled up.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun,” said Kathy. She unsnapped her jeans and wiggled out of them, her panties a soft yellow. She shoved the jeans down and used her feet to pushed them off of her, taking her shoes off in the process. Then she peeled off her socks. “Let’s do that, Mom!”

“Sure,” the mother said. She shuddered, her hands stroking her body. “We’ll have a fun time.” She unhooked her bra. Her breasts were soft and round, not as firm as a younger woman, but still delicious. Her blonde hair swayed as she unfastened her skirt.

Her daughter worked off her panties, exposing a landing strip of blonde down to her tight slit. I liked that. She would make an interesting subject to draw. I gripped my pencil, my dick growing hard and throbbing. Orihime squirmed beside me while Ruri stared intently at her book.

She hadn’t turned the page once since the women started stripping.

The mother stepped out of her shorts and panties, now down to just her flip-flops. She kicked those off and grabbed the quilted blanket. She unfurled it, the various segments of purple, white, and pink seemingly stitched together at random. She sank down on it as her daughter slipped her arms out of her shoulder straps. She spun her bra around, her small breasts coming into view, the clasp now located beneath her breasts. She unhooked it and then sank down with her mother.

“Okay,” I said, “lay down on the blanket with your feet in my direction. Kathy, snuggle up to your mom.”

The pair obeyed, stretching out. The mother’s breasts made two delicious mounds as she lay on her back, her blonde bush adorning her pudenda. A breeze ruffled through those curly hairs. The eighteen-year-old girl snuggled up against her mother, pressing her small breasts into the older woman’s side.

“Now, uh, what’s your name, ma’am?” I asked.

“Sally,” she purred, her cheeks flushed.

“Okay, reach your right hand across your stomach and cup your daughter’s breast.” I smiled, nodding. “Yes, yes, just like that. And Sally, nuzzle your head into your mother’s breast. Your mouth right by her nipple like your about to suck on it.”

“Ooh, kinky,” purred the girl, her eyes glowing.

My dick throbbed as she moved her head. Her mother’s nipples were hardening, poking up dark-red from her areolas. Kathy rested her head on her mother’s boob. Her tongue flicked out, caressing her mother’s nipple.

“Kathy!” groaned Sally. “Ooh, I haven’t had anyone do that in a while.”

“You should get back to dating,” Kathy said. “It’s been two years. Dad would want you to be happy.” She licked her mother’s nipple again, making the plump tit jiggle.

“Okay, Kathy, throw your right thigh over your mother’s left leg and push your knee up against her pussy. Ooh, just like that.” My dick throbbed hard. I could see her delicious twat now. That tight, virginal slit surrounded by her plump vulva. “That’s perfect.”

“Oh, yes,” Orihime said. “Right, Ruri?”

“I’m reading a book, not participating in this sordid behavior,” Ruri answered. “Idiots.”

I smiled. She still hadn’t turned that page.

My pencil whisked across the drawing paper. I stared at the mother and daughter and loved having them as models. It was always nice to have a living example to make sure you were still drawing realistic bodies. I sketched them out first as rough ovals. Then the details. The pencil was light, hardly appearing on the page. Then I did more sketches in darker graphite. Limbs. The flow of their hair.

It was wonderful to draw. I worked fast, bringing to life their features. The quivering delight on Kathy’s face, her lips poised to suck on her mother’s hard nipple. The awed passion on the mother’s face like she’d never realized her daughter could be such a passionate woman.

I loved it. My dick twitched and throbbed.

Their hair came alive. The curves and line of their bodies, their entwined legs. I captured the tight slit of Kathy’s pussy. I savored drawing in those details. She looked virginal even though she was shaved. My dick throbbed.

It didn’t take long to do the pencil sketch. Maybe ten minutes. I paused, staring at it. I loved the sight. I took out my eraser and cleaned up some of the guidelines that weren’t hidden by the detailed drawing. I showed it to Orihime.

“Beautiful!” she gasped. “Oh, that’s perfect. You captured them.”

“Ruri?”

Her eyes flicked from her book. “You have… captured something enticing, James.”

“Something hot?” Orihime asked. “Something that makes your nips hard and your pussy wet.”

“Nips?” Ruri asked. “Eww. My nipples are not hard.”

“You sure?” I asked. “I can check right now.”

Ruri’s cheeks went flaming, contrasting with her soft blue-purple hair. “That is not necessary. Your drawing is… erotic and arousing. My nipples are hard because of that. No other reason.”

“Right, right,” I said, nodding my head. “Thaaaaat’s it.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“So you’re done?” Kathy asked. “Because… this is kinda nice being snuggled to you, Mom.”

“Your, uh, knee is rubbing on my pussy,” Sally said, her cheeks blushed bright.

“So, you’re the guy that if you fuck us, we’ll find our soulmates, right?” Kathy asked. “Because my mom could use that. She could use getting laid and finding love again.”

“Kathy!” gasped the mother, her cheeks scarlet.

The girl shuddered. “Come on, Mom. Dad would want you to be happy. I want you to be happy. So let’s do it. Let’s make you happy.”

“And what about you?” purred Orihime. Her hand slid up and down my hard cock through my pants. “Do you want a soulmate, Kathy.”

“Well, yeah!” the girl said, her body undulating, humping against her mother’s side. “But I have my whole life before me. Mom’s like forty. She’s going to die soon.”

“I have another thirty or forty years left,” her mother muttered.

“Right,” the girl said. “You’re getting old.”

“Little brat!” The mother pinched her daughter’s nipple.

Kathy giggled in delight.

“Mmm, why don’t you slide on top of your mother and press your pussy against hers,” Orihime purred. “My James can love you both. You both can find your soulmates and your happily ever after. He’s good at that. He found Ruri and me.”

“My dad made you two for me,” I muttered.

Orihime leaned against me, her large breasts rubbing on my side. “Does it matter how you found your soulmates?”

Ruri looked up from her book, her eyes focusing on me.

“No,” I said. “I’ll help you two out. I’ll make sure you both find your soulmates.”

“Yes!” Kathy moaned and slid atop her mother with eager delight. Her legs settled between her mother’s thighs. That hairless slit pressed into her mother’s bush. I shuddered, watching them trib, my dick throbbing hard.

“Mmm, enjoy them.” Orihime moaned, her hand stroking my cock through my jeans. Then she found the fastener. She popped it. “Bring them happiness.”

“Here?” Ruri asked. “In the park?”

“It’s the perfect place,” said Orihime. “Our father-in-law changed Rainier, so it’s okay. No one will care.”

“Father-in-law?” I asked, amused.

“We’re not James’s wives,” Ruri said. “Idiot.”

“We are,” said Orihime. “We just haven’t had that little formality.”

“Little? Until we sign the marriage license, we’re not wedded. Do those big tits of yours steal all the blood so your brain doesn’t get any?”

Orihime cupped her tits and squeezed them. “Maybe. It’s the price to pay to have the best pair of tits in the world.”

I smiled. They were a gorgeous pair of tits. I stood up and let them squabble over the perfect size for breasts as I stared at the mother and daughter. My dick twitched and throbbed, aching to be in them. I pulled off my t-shirt and shoved down my jeans. I had my college’s school uniform stuffed in my backpack, glad to be free of it.

Should have asked Dad to edit away the boys’ college uniforms at Rainier Christian. The girls could keep theirs, though. Ruri and Orihime both looked hot in them.

Naked, I advanced towards the incestuous pair squirming on the bed together. The mother stroked her daughter’s back, the pair kissing. Kathy ground her clit into her mother’s pussy, the girl’s rump flexing as she worked, tribbing into her mother.

I fell to my knees behind them, my cock smacking into Kathy’s rump. She broke the kiss with her mother and threw a look over her shoulder. Her green eyes smoldered, grinding her clit hard into her mother’s snatch.

“Do it!” she moaned. “Fuck us! I want to find my soulmate. I think I know who it is, but… I need confirmation!”

“Who is it?” her mother asked.

Kathy just kissed her mother in answer. I heard their lips smacking together. The naughty sound rippled through the air. I groaned at it. This wicked heat swelled through my body. My dick throbbed and ached. I wanted to just slam into them both. I wanted to fuck them both hard.

Which one should be first?

Kathy looked like she had a virgin twat. The idea of ramming into her first and enjoying that treat surged through me. But then her mother had a cunt just begging to be fucked. That blonde silk was coated in pussy cream, some dribbling down from her daughter’s shaved snatch.

I should soak my cock in lube before taking a virgin’s cherry.

Sally squealed into her daughter’s kiss as I rammed my cock into her mature pussy. I sank into her, feeling her hot cunt clench down on me. Around us, the people of Rainier enjoyed the park, not caring what we were doing. My father had edited this place into paradise.

The MILF’s pussy clenched around my dick. Her tight, hot twat gripped me. I groaned and drew back my hips. I slammed into the mother again, my bush rubbing into the daughter’s shaved, wet twat. I felt her juices soaking into my hair before I drew back.

“Ooh, yes, yes, fuck my mom!” Kathy moaned, wiggling her hips from side to side. “That’s it, stud! Let’s find her soulmate.”

“You need one, too,” I panted while the mother squeezed her cunt around me.

I ripped out of the MILF’s twat and switched to the daughter’s. My cock thrust at her tight slit. I pressed into her folds, her vulva parting. I felt the barrier of her hymen immediately. But lubed by her mother’s juices and from the force of my own plunge, I ripped through her cherry.

Kathy gasped, her back arching as I sank into her pussy coated in her mother’s juices. I shuddered, mixing mother’s and daughter’s passions around my cock. It felt so wicked. A naughty treat. Kathy’s deflowered cunt gripped me tight.

I slid deeper and deeper into her. I penetrated to the hilt in her, my balls smacking into her twat. She gasped, shuddering on me. Her cunt squeezed around me as I drew back. Her pussy felt amazing, almost sucking at me.

“Oh, my god, yes!” she moaned as I rammed back into her. “Oh, that’s hot. Ooh, yes, yes, James! You’re driving my clit into Mom’s pussy.”

“Yes, yes, fuck my daughter and help her find true love!” moaned the mother.

“I’ll find you both your soulmates,” I groaned and ripped out of the daughter’s cunt.

My dick streaked in pinkish pussy juices, I shifted down and plunged into the mother’s pussy. Sally wasn’t as tight as her daughter, but she still felt amazing about my cock. My dick drank in the silky massage of her walls. My tip throbbed and pulsed. This amazing pleasure surged through me. This hot delight.

I drew back my hips and slammed into her again and again. I fucked her three. Four. Five times. Then I shifted. I brought my pussy-soaked shaft back to Kathy’s deflowered cunt. I rammed into her. She squealed into her mother’s lips.

They were kissing, shuddering together as I fucked them. My balls smacked into the mother’s bush as my dick plundered the daughter’s cunt. I buried hard into Kathy’s once-pure snatch again and again. I reveled in the feel of her deflowered pussy.

“Fuck them hard!” Orihime moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, fuck them hard while Ruri sucks on my titties.”

I threw a look to see Orihime on top of Ruri, my busty girlfriend’s blouse open and her tits smothering Ruri’s face. Orihime had Ruri’s hands pinned above her head as they lay stretched out on the bench. I had missed their argument over perfect tits. But that didn’t matter because I knew Ruri was in heaven right now.

Even if she would pretend she hated it.

I shuddered and ripped out of the daughter’s twat. I buried back into the mother’s mature pussy. I sank into her, my bush rubbing into Kathy’s deflowered cunt. They both moaned into their kiss, squirming together. Kathy ground on her mother’s clit, Sally’s hands sliding down to grip her daughter’s rump.

“Oh, yes, yes,” Kathy moaned, her head lifting up. “Fuck my mom! Find her soulmate! She needs someone to love her again like dad! Give her a big, strong man to love!”

“I don’t decide!” I panted, thrusting into the MILF’s pussy. Three strokes. Four strokes. Five. As I ripped out of her cunt and readjusted, I groaned. “I just set you on the path to find your destiny.”

I rammed into the daughter’s cunt.

“Yes, yes! Set my mom on that path!” moaned Kathy, her cunt squeezing around me. “Oh, Mommy, he’s in me.”

“I know,” purred Sally. “Isn’t that such a delicious cock? Ooh, it’s been so long. He fucks so hard.”

“Uh-huh,” Kathy moaned. “He’s—”

I ripped out of her cunt.

“Oh, I want him to keep fucking me!”

“I know!” gasped the mother as I buried back into her mature pussy, my dick throbbing in her depths. “But he’s going to help us both find a strong, sexy man to love. Or a boy, for you.”

“Mmm, or a girl!” gasped Kathy. “Yes, yes, fuck my mom and—”

I rammed into the girl’s cunt.

“Fuck me! Find us our true loves!” Kathy’s pussy clenched around me. “This is so hot. He’s back in me, Mommy!”

They kissed again, their passion echoing through the park. It was so hot. It swelled the lust in me. My dick throbbed hard. It pulsed and ached with my need to cum in them both. The ache built at the tip of my cock, that swelling pressure.

I went back and forth from mother to daughter. I fucked them hard, savoring the differences between their pussies. The thrill of giving them both this delight as they reveled in their incestuous tribbing built the pressure in my nuts.

My balls, smacking into the MILF, ached more and more.

I was getting closer and closer to erupting in them. To spilling all my jizz in them. I shuddered, pumping hard. Fast. I buried to the hilt in them. I fucked them hard. I reveled in the wicked things I did to them. In the naughty, kinky, hot things.

I pumped hard and fast. I buried into their cunts over and over. Their juices dripped off my dick when I switched between them. Sally squeezed her daughter’s ass. Kathy ground her clit into her mom’s twat.

“I’m going to cum!” whimpered Kathy. “Oh, my god, Mom, this is better than masturbation.”

“Yes, yes, cum on his dick!” whimpered the mother. “I’ll join you. His dick… Oh, god, his dick is driving me wild.”

“Yes!” howled the daughter.

I buried into her twat and groaned, her pussy squeezed down around me. The girl’s cunt increased the friction. I was so close to my orgasm. I grunted as I plowed into them. As I drew back, she squealed and shuddered atop her mother.

Her pussy writhed and convulsed. That wonderful spasm of a cumming twat engulfed my dick. I buried back to the hilt in the cumming girl, reveling in her massaging grip. The pressure in my balls swelled.

“Oh, Mom, I’m cumming!” she squealed.

“Yes!” the mother groaned in delight. “Thank you, James! You’ve given my daughter her first pleasure.”

“And her soulmate!” I grunted and erupted.

My cock spurted hot cum into Kathy’s pussy as I ripped backward. It was so hard to pull out of her. I wanted to unload every drop into her eighteen-year-old twat, but I had to find both their soulmates. I ripped my dick out, my jizz splattered her hairless twat and Sally’s golden bush. I adjusted and buried into the mother.

She squealed as my cum fired into her cunt. She bucked and her pussy spasmed around me. I had the thrill of feeling the mother now convulsing around my dick. I shuddered as my balls fired. My cum pumped into her.

“Mom!” gasped Kathy. I heard the sounds of their kissing. They both were cumming, squirming, writhing.

Sally’s mature pussy drained the last of my cum from my balls. My orgasm hit that peak. A heady thrill rushed through me. I panted and sat back on my rump on the quilted blanket. My cum bubbled out of both their pussies, mixing together, staining the MILF’s bush.

In the background, I heard my girlfriends moaning.

“Oh, Mom,” Kathy whimpered.

“Yes, yes, my little kitty Kathy!” purred the mother. “Oh, it’s you.”

“I hoped it was!” the daughter moaned. “I’ve wanted to love you since Daddy passed. Oh, Mommy, I love you.”

I blinked at the mother-daughter soulmates kissing, sharing their newfound incestuous passion. Kathy had her crush, but now Sally understood the depths of her daughter’s affections. I smiled, glad I did something nice.

I stood up, the pair making out with passion, and turned around. My two lovers were in a sixty-nine, schoolgirl skirts bunched around waists. Orihime’s panties adorned Ruri’s head like a hat while her panties dangled off her slender anklet, her leg hanging off the side of the bench.

They were soulmates, too. All three of us were. I was glad to deliver that passion to the mother and daughter behind me. I picked up my sketchpad off the grass and penciled in at the bottom: Mother and Daughter find True Love.

I signed it and dated it, feeling like I had created two things of beauty today.

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Steve Davies

My stomach twisted and churned. 11:59.

One minute to go.

I had my wife on one side of me and Tonya on the other. The petite girl held me tight while my daughter Becky held her. They were spooning, in a tight embrace. My girls and concubines would have to rotate who got to sleep with me.

My bed just wasn’t that big.

Marissa had been kidnapped by Sam to party with the concubines. Marissa didn’t look too sad to have to entertain a bunch of horny, college-aged girls all ravenous to devour her pussy. The look of hunger in her eyes gave proof she would be doing her share of the feasting.

I stared at the clock. Linda was beside me. She wasn’t asleep. Her eyes were open. We weren’t speaking. The tension was mounting in the room. If Tonya and Becky weren’t sleeping so peacefully, I’d be pacing through the room. I just needed midnight to hit. Then everything would change. I would gain such power.

Ambition burned through me. I would remake the world. If this worked… I smiled, my chest rising and falling. I couldn’t let anything hold me back. Not fear. Not concern. No worry could dissuade me. My course was clear.

Sandalphon was a threat to my family. He was a limit on my power. He could appear at any moment and take off my head. I just had to outlast this eternal minute. It seemed to never end. The red lights never flicked over to…

12:00

My phone beeped. An app notification.

Linda stiffened beside me. She sat up, her breasts rising and falling. I could hear the ragged sound of her breath. She turned over and snagged my phone off the nightstand, plugged in. It should be fully charged.

No chances.

She slipped it to me with trembling hands. I gripped it. My heart pounded with a frantic beat. I felt an immense weight pressing down on my chest. I struggled to breathe against it as I swiped the screen on and put in my passcode.

The home screen appeared. The row of neat apps. My eyes focused on the most important one. The one that looked like Glorification of the Eucharist painting by Salimbeni, a globe of the earth with two styli pressing down on it, representing God and Jesus rewriting the world.

Only I could do that now.

I tapped the app. Anael and Jophiel appeared at the foot of the bed, kissing. Did those angels do nothing else to pass the time when I wasn’t editing? They broke the embrace and stared at me. My finger descended to the editing button.

“Good luck,” my wife whispered.

I tapped the screen.

Time paused.

“So, are we doing Washington D.C. now?” asked Anael. She hopped onto the bed, kneeling at the foot, her small breasts quivering. Her topaz eyes fell on me with such intensity. “Make yourself president!”

“He can’t do that,” said Jophiel. “He would have to edit more than a city. If he could edit himself, he could have done that, of course. However, taking Washington D.C. will get the process started. People will start to want him. Especially the powerful. Get D.C. and New York, and you shall have the media on your side.”

“I’m doing something else,” I said, typing in Sandalphon’s name in the search. I found the angel’s profile. The password came up. I typed it in. Those four letters that would change everything. I didn’t hesitate.

I had no doubt on this path.

“What are you doing?” Anael asked, cocking her head.

I didn’t answer. Sandalphon’s menu appeared.

Sandalphon (PASSWORD PROTECTED)

• Physical

• Mental

• Spiritual

• Unlock New Editing Features

I put in the password: EDEN.

He unlocked.

“Fuck me,” I groaned.

My heart pounded as I edited him. In his Relationship Sub-Menu, I put myself first above even the Most High. Then I edited our relationship, deleting:

• Sandalphon is ready to deliver the Most’s High judgment upon Steve Davies if he edits another angel. Sandalphon will not hesitate to deliver destruction.

• Sandalphon has no pity for Steve Davies. He is a mortal. Nothing special

I replaced it with:

• Sandalphon serves Steve Davies whole-heartily. He understands that Steve Davies is his Lord and Master. The one entity in the universe that Sandalphon obeys without hesitation or remorse.

• Sandalphon sees Steve Davies as the greatest being in the universe.

• Sandalphon will give everything he has, including his existence, to protect Steve Davies from harm.

• Sandalphon is eager to see Steve Davies executed and will be a fervent instrument in seeing that it is done. He will never hold anything back when obeying Steve Davies’s commands.

I switched to Sandalphon’s relationship with the Most High and deleted all the parts of loyalty. There were so many. Sandalphon worshiped the Most High, which only made sense. I took that away, just like I had from Anael and Jophiel. I made Sandalphon mine.

“You are doing a lot of typing,” said Jophiel. “If you are editing a city, please, rely on me, Master. I will ensure that you put in every variable. I have already analyzed the best places in Washington D.C. to place the reactors.”

“He’s doing something else,” Anael moaned. “Something naughty. Look at him. He’s almost ecstatic.”

“Because I’m about to have freedom,” I said, grinning. I hit the COMPILE button.

YES

or

NO

appeared, asking me to confirm what I was doing. How I was changing reality.

I didn’t hesitate.

Reality rippled, that strange distortion as I changed things. As it swept over the foot of my bed, right behind Jophiel, Sandalphon appeared. My busty Jophiel felt his presence and gasped in alarm at the sight of him.

Sandalphon stood as powerful as before, a naked man with sculpted muscles. His hair short and black, his eyes like diamonds. He gripped his flaming sword in hand, the point thrust downward. The Angel of Death fell into a kneeling position.

My phone vibrated in my hand. I had used one of my 11 charges, six each from Anael and Jophiel. The number updated. I had thirty-five. That meant I was getting twelve each from my three angels.

“Master, I am ready to serve,” said Sandalphon. “What is your will?”

“You edited Sandalphon?” gasped Jophiel.

“Master, this is reckless,” Anael whimpered. She crawled forward up the bed and straddled me. “What have you done?”

“What I have to do to protect my family,” I said.

“But you were against this!” she said. “You said it wasn’t necessary. Why did you change your mind?”

What was she talking about? This was always necessary. I would have done this sooner, but I’d only found out the name today. “Anael, this is fine. I know what I’m doing. We’re going to change the world. Do you trust me.”

“I do,” she said. She hugged herself to me, her small breasts rubbing on my chest. “I love you, Master. I’m your servant. You know that.”

“Yes,” Jophiel said. “I just wished you had discussed this strategy with us since you have reversed your position so suddenly. We could have… advised you.”

Changed?

I ignored that question. I couldn’t let anything stop me. “Sandalphon, you know the true name of every angel in heaven.” I’d already checked this out when I was poking around in his profile. Under the Knowledge Sub-Menu it said he knew them but it wouldn’t reveal them. “Tell me them.”

“Of course, Master,” he said, straightening. “You should also know you can edit whole countries now that your phone as upgraded. It takes twelve charges.”

“We can deal with that later,” I said. I had a feeling he would be an upgrade to my phone. “Begin listing their true names.”

“Yes, my Lord.” Sandalphon stared me in the eyes. “Michael, Lord of the Heavenly Host, true name is Righteousness.”

I began editing. It would take forever and yet not even a second would pass. I began making my changes. One by one, I modified them. Angels appeared, more and more swearing fealty to me. I smiled.

I had won.

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It has begun. Accuser, give my compliments to Lilith. She has performed her task to perfection.

Your will, Shining One. Shall I bring your petition to the Most High?

Yes.

To be continued…

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