The front door slammed shut at midnight and I knew he was here again. Marcus didnt knock anymore. He didnt need to. My wife Lisa was already on her knees in the living room when I walked in from the kitchen, her robe open, heavy tits hanging free, nipples stiff. She looked up at me with that glassy, hungry stare she only got when he was around.
Strip, Marcus told me, voice low and calm like he was ordering takeout. I dropped my clothes where I stood. My cock was already half-hard and pathetic compared to the thick bulge stretching his jeans.
He grabbed Lisa by the hair and pulled her face against his crotch. Suck it like you do when your husbands watching. She moaned and yanked his zipper down. His cock flopped out heavy, black, veined, already leaking. Lisa wrapped both hands around it and started licking like she was starving.
Our daughter Emily came downstairs then, fresh out of the shower, towel barely covering her ass. She stopped on the bottom step when she saw what was happening. She was nineteen, same age Lisa was when we met. Emilys eyes locked on Marcuss cock and her towel slipped off her fingers.
Marcus looked at her. Get over here. Both of you belong to me now.
Emily walked straight to him without a word. Lisa shifted to one side, making room. Emily dropped down and the two of them started sharing his dick, tongues sliding over each other, spit dripping onto the carpet.
I stood there naked, stroking myself slowly because thats all I was allowed to do.
Marcus fucked Lisas throat first, then Emilys. He made them gag and choke until tears ran down their faces, then he pulled out and slapped their cheeks with his wet cock. Crawl to the bedroom, he ordered.
They went on hands and knees. I followed. In our bed he put Lisa on her back and shoved into her raw. She screamed and came almost instantly, legs shaking. Emily watched, fingering herself, until Marcus yanked her forward and made her sit on her mothers face. Lisa ate her own daughters pussy while Marcus pounded her.
He switched between them for over an hour. Fucked Lisa until she squirted, then flipped Emily onto her stomach and took her ass while she begged for more. I watched from the corner, jerking off but never allowed to come until he said so.
When he finally finished, he pulled out of Emilys stretched hole and painted both their faces. Thick ropes landed on Lisas tongue and Emilys tits. Then he looked at me.
Clean them up, he said.
I crawled onto the bed and licked his cum off my wifes face and my daughters body. The taste was strong and salty. They kissed each other while I cleaned, swapping whatever was left between their mouths.
Marcus stayed the whole night. He used them again before sunrise, making sure I watched every thrust. By morning both women were marked with hickeys and handprints, walking funny, smiling like theyd finally found what they needed.
He left after breakfast. Before he walked out he grabbed my chin.
Next weekend Im bringing friends. Your familys mine now. Understand?
I nodded. My cock twitched again even though Id already come twice under his orders.
Lisa and Emily were already in the shower together when he left, soaping each other up and laughing softly. I stood in the doorway listening to the water and knowing this was only the beginning.
