"Holy fucking mother of motherfucking God," Trent said, then staggered over to the couch and fell heavily onto it.
"What the hell happened?!" Jen asked.
"Trent!" Bea said. He looked over and saw her staring at him with wide eyes and the craziest smile. "How the fuck did you manage to pull that off?!"
"Jesus, babe, talk about swinging your massive dick around," Mae said, laughing.
"What the hell happened?!" Ann demanded.
"Trent...agreed to help the city council, and convinced Colleen to back two of his personal choices for the upcoming election," Bea replied.
"Holy shit!" Jen cried. "What?!"
"Are you fucking with me right now?" Ann asked.
"Nope," Trent said, then groaned, "holy fuck that was such an insane gamble. I can't believe she said yes. I don't even know if that's ethical...I mean shit. Fuck. Hell. Shit."
"You know what? Fuck that shit," Bea said with a sudden venom. "I'm sick and fucking tired of politics in America. It's all bullshit, through and through. We actually give a fuck. We should take this opportunity."
"Wait, so, like...are you guys gonna run the town?" Melody asked.
"No, thank God," Mae muttered.
"We've agreed to try to help. We're gonna sit down with her in two weeks. Which means we gotta find a few candidates," Bea said. She looked at Trent. "Got anyone in mind, glorious leader?"
"Don't call me that," he groaned. "And yes."
"Really? Who? I thought you were just spiting in the dark," Mae said.
"Jacob and...Candy."
"My mom!?" Mae cried. "Seriously?!"
"That's...um...an...inspired choice?" Bea replied. "I mean, actually totally get it for Jacob. Dude's super responsible, he gives a shit, we can trust him, he's lived here his whole life, his family has for generations, but he's not a fucking 'good old boy'. But...Candy? Really? And I say that with love, I love that woman."
"I know, it's nuts, but...it makes sense. I don't really know why, but it makes sense to me," he replied. "And can we talk about this later? Please? I just...that took a lot out of me. I'm not sure why but I feel like I just got whacked by a hammer."
"You put a lot on the table," Bea replied.
"What's that fucking grin?" he asked.
"Pure unfiltered raw lust," she replied.
"I thought you got annoyed when power moves turned you on," Trent said, laughing a little.
"Oh shut up," Bea replied. "I think it's time to get my man his ladies."
"And a little weed," he muttered. "And some Taco Buck. When's it coming?"
"That comes after sex," Ann said.
"Good idea. Thank you," Trent replied as he accepted the pipe again and took a few more puffs. "So, um, how we doing this?"
"What do you want?" Jen asked with a smirk as she lit a joint.
"Well, uh, it'd be pretty awesome to have you and Melody give me head at the same time, then take turns riding me, but I'll understand if not everyone is comfortable with that," he replied.
"I'm down," Jen said with an easy shrug.
"Well…" Melody murmured, considering it.
"Don't do anything you aren't comfortable with," Trent said.
"I appreciate the lack of pressure," Melody replied.
"No pressure in this house," Mae murmured.
"Yep," Bea and Ann said.
"I'm okay with it. I've always wanted to be in a threesome with another woman but not, like, going all the way? Uh, no offense to you, Jen. Honestly you're like...scary hot."
Jen laughed. "What!? You're way hotter than I am. I'm just some country girl who keeps in shape."
"No, Jen, you won the genetic lottery," Bea said. "Like, you could probably go to Hollywood and land a big acting role if you dolled up a little. Like you could be a fucking A-lister in a few years. But that sounds like a nightmare to be."
"I think y'all are just yanking my chain," Jen said. "I mean, I got hit on in high school, but not that much."
"Do you know how many people bugged Gregg to talk with you? Try and hook them up? Like, tons. Everyone was too scared to approach you," Mae said.
"Really? He hasn't really mentioned that."
"He didn't want to give you a fat head," Mae replied. Jen looked at her. She giggled. "His words, not mine."
"Dick. But also...I guess it worked out? God, if I'd indulged much in high school I'd probably end up pregnant and not be where I am right now. Which is sharing dick with a certified hottie!" She looked around. "Four certified hotties, actually." She took off her shirt. "And for the record, super down for a not-all-the-way threesome with a beautiful woman like yourself."
Melody giggled awkwardly as she took off her own shirt. "Thank you, Jen."
"I wonder what Trent thinks about who is hotter," Mae said.
"Oh don't even," he replied. "You're all goddesses I worship. End of story."
"Smart boy," Ann murmured, grinning as she teased one of his ears. "How'd you like to rest your head in my lap while you get sucked off?"
"Uh, I'd really fucking like that."
"Can I film this?" Bea asked suddenly. "Because wow would it be amazing to film."
"I'm cool, same rules apply as usual," Jen said.
"What are the rules, exactly?" Melody asked.
"Don't show anyone that A) they aren't fucking and B) they don't trust," Jen replied.
"Oh, hmm...yeah, okay. You know what? Let's do it," Melody said. "I trust you all."
"And that trust is appreciated," Bea replied as she pulled out her phone.
"Here, I wanna film, too," Mae said.
"Wow, this is going to be, like, a full on production," Trent muttered as he took off his shirt and watched Jen and Melody both finish getting naked.
"All the windows are, like...no one can see in, right?" Melody asked.
"Correct," Bea said.
"Trust me, we made sure," Ann said.
"How many times have you guys fucked on this couch?" Jen asked, laughing.
"Too many to count at this point, but we always clean up," Trent replied. He sat on the edge of the folded out couch and then laid back, putting his head in Ann's lap. She smiled down at him and ran her fingers affectionately through his hair. "I love you," he murmured up to her.
"I love you, too, Mister Play Hardball with the Fucking City Council," Ann replied.
"I can't believe you did that," Bea muttered.
"Honestly, I can't either," Trent replied. "I didn't think it would work."
"Shh," Jen said as she crouched down in front of him with Melody. She held out her hand. "Pipe me."
"Oh I will," Trent said.
She rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean!"
"Didn't you just have a joint? Whatever, here," Mae said, passing her a pipe. Jen took several puffs on it as Melody undid his pants. "You want some, girl?"'
"Yes, please," Melody replied.
Jen took over pants duty as she passed Melody the pipe. Jen finished digging his erection out of his boxers after getting his jeans open. She stared at it for a moment, wrapping her fist around it.
"You know I went through a phase where I was real worried about dicks," she said.
Melody snorted, then started coughing. "What?"
Jen laughed. "I mean before I lost my virginity or did anything at all, I dunno, I was just nervous about actually putting a dick in my mouth, you know? You never got worried? Or how about you, Trent? You never got worried about having to put your mouth on a pussy? Like if it was gonna taste weird or something?"
"I mean yeah, I think that's true of everyone, though," he replied. "Glad I didn't really have anything to worry about."
"Same," Jen said, and leaned in and began licking across his head.
"Ah fuck yeah…" he groaned, watching as Melody passed the pipe up to Ann and then joined her, doing the same thing.
"Will it be weird if our tongues touch?" Jen asked.
"I don't care," Melody replied. "I mean I've kissed girls at parties before."
"Ha! Me too!" She paused. "Uh...you wanna?"
"...yeah."
"Me too."
Jen leaned in and kissed Melody on the mouth. She let out a quiet moan and then deepened the kiss.
"Whoa ho, nice!" Mae said.
"Oh man, that's tongue going on," Ann murmured.
They pulled back after a moment, looked at each other, both of them began to say something, then looked away awkwardly. Trent imagined that if he could see past their fur, they'd both be blushing fiercely. They got back to it, leaning and licking across his head.
"Okay, okay, okay," Mae said suddenly, getting closer to him. "Boyfriend of mine. Time to challenge you."
"...what?" he replied, very distracted by the high that was coming on and the two naked women presently licking his cock.
"What are you gonna ask him, math questions?" Bea asked.
Mae laughed. "No way! I wanna ask something sexy. Okay, babe, you know the dusk stars? Like what they represent? Like Sterling the Seer and Adina and the Big Snake?"
"Uh...yeah," he replied. "I remember. What about them?"
"Okay, so, like, which one would you bang?" Mae asked.
Bea burst out laughing. "What, Mae?!"
"You heard me! There's three chicks, and you're straight, so that's all your into. So like, which one would you bang, if you could only choose one?"
"Um...whew this hard," he muttered, then groaned as they stopped licking and Jen took his cock into her mouth and started bobbing her head. "Uh, what are my choices again?"
"Man that's really hot," Ann whispered.
Mae snorted. "You said hard. Okay, anyway. So there's Simone the Fighter, who's like a badass deer. And then there's Castys, who's like a crazy fox chick in the ocean who built a tower to Heaven. And finally there's Adina Astra, who's like a crocodile with a lantern and she's an astronomer. All three of them are, like, coming onto you and want your dick bad, but you can only have one."
"I can relate," Jen murmured as she passed his erection to Melody, who started sucking him off. "I want this cock real bad."
"Um…" Trent muttered, staring at the two naked women still.
"Come on, babe…" Mae said.
"Gotta admit, I wanna hear," Bea said.
"Yeah, and you gotta tell the truth," Mae demanded.
"I don't think he could lie right now," Ann murmured.
"Nope," Jen agreed and then went back to sucking him off when Melody passed him back to her.
"Um...uh...Simone."
"Knew it," Bea said.
"Yeah, that was my guess, too," Ann said.
"Why Simone?" Mae asked.
"I dunno. They're all hardcore badasses in their own way, but Simone...I dunno, I guess there's something real hot about a chick who picks up a gun and takes on a fascist regime herself...ah fucking hell, Jen…"
"This is a lot less weird than I thought it'd be," Melody murmured.
"It takes a little getting used to," Bea said, "but yeah, if you're with the right people, and everyone's, you know, chill and doesn't make it uncomfortable, then it's a really, really good time."
"I think it helps that only one of us is a dude," Mae said.
"Really?" Trent asked.
"Yeah. I don't wanna generalize, exactly, but...I dunno, a lot of the, like, amateur porn that I've watched, anytime another guy is in the room, the chances of it getting kind of uncomfortable because of something they do or say seem to go up a lot," she replied.
"Yeah," Bea said.
"Okay, I want dick," Jen said, getting to her feet and stretching. "You mind if I go first?"
"No, go ahead," Melody replied.
"Okay, scooch back more so I don't fall on my ass while I'm riding," Jen said. "If my feet are too close to the edge of the couch, I feel like I'll lose my balance and if I fall off while I'm bouncing on Trent's dick it'll be so fucking embarrassing."
"I mean it'd be funny," Mae said.
"Yeah for you," Jen replied, watching as Trent and Ann made more room.
"Have you ever fallen off?" Melody asked.
Bea laughed suddenly. "Yeah! Mae has fallen off and it was hilarious."
"Piss off!" Mae growled.
"It was pretty funny," Trent said as Jen got settled on top of him.
"You piss off too, fuckboy," Mae said.
"Oh don't even," Trent replied.
"What?" Mae asked, almost immediately antagonistic. "What are you gonna do, huh?"
"I will fucking smack your ass repeatedly," Trent said.
"I think that's called spanking," Ann said, giggling.
"You got a spanking fetish, Mae?" Bea asked.
"No!" Mae snapped.
"I kinda think she does," Trent said. "And...oh fuck," he groaned as Jen sank his stiff, saliva-soaked cock into her sweet, wet pussy. "Holy fucking shit that's good."
"Uh-huh," she murmured as she began riding him, her spectacular, orange-furred breasts bouncing with her. She began panting and moaning.
"Holy fuck this is actually super hot," Melody whispered.
Bea laughed. "Did you forget watching people fuck is hot?"
"No, I remembered, just...I forgot how hot it was. Mmm...maybe it's the weed, but…" She leaned closer suddenly. "There actually is something ridiculously hot about watching a dick go into a pussy, like, in real life."
"Yep," Ann said.
"It's a lot hotter when there's no condom," Mae murmured.
"I hate condoms," Bea said, he saw her shifting a little to the side, still filming. "I mean, I think they're great for what they do and they're super important but, like, after trying it raw with Trent just...so much better without the condom."
"I think you just love my dick," Trent replied.
"Oh shut up, fuckboy," Bea growled.
"He's getting angry," Jen said, then groaned as he grabbed her hips and started pumping up into her.
"I'm not angry, just...frustrated, with my mouthy fucking girlfriends," he muttered.
Mae laughed. "You fucking asked for this, dude!"
"Shut the fuck up," Trent replied, then laid his thumb against Jen's clit and began rubbing it. She let out a shriek of pleasure that derailed whatever it was Mae was saying. He kept going until she had an orgasm and then he helped prop her up so that she didn't collapsed in the middle of her spasming. When it was over, he patted her gently. "Go on, it's Melody's turn now."
"Yep," she murmured, then made a strange sound as a post-orgasmic shudder ran through her. "Ah God I forgot how good that is."
"My turn," Melody murmured as she climbed atop him and pushed him into herself. "Oh fuck yes," she whispered, then moaned as she began riding him. He ran his hands over her lean body, her wonderful hips and thighs and her beautiful tits as she kept going, fucking him with her perfect pussy.
"This feels a little dumb," Melody said after a few moments.
"Why?" he replied.
"Well…" Trent saw her eyes flick to Bea and damn if she didn't have a very specific smirk on her face. "I forgot to take my birth control this week."
"What!?" For a second he genuinely couldn't tell if she was joking or not. Melody grinned suddenly and put her hands on his shoulders, pressing him down.
"I want a baby," she whispered, staring into his eyes.
Okay, there was no fucking way she was that stupid or insane, absolutely no way. And from the way that no one else was interfering in the slightest, it quickly became obvious to him that this was something she'd apparently discussed with them before hand.
"Melody! Stop!" he groaned as she started riding him harder and faster. "I'm gonna fucking cum!"
"Good. I won't stop, I want your baby, Trent," she panted.
"Ann, a little help?!"
"I don't know, babe, it'd be pretty hot if you got her pregnant," she murmured, gently but firmly holding his head in her lap.
"Hold him down, girls!" Melody said.
Jen laughed loudly and grasped one of his hands, pressing it down into the couch padding. Mae laughed wildly, setting the camera down on the coffee table and leaping onto the couch and holding down his other hand.
"Mae!"
"You can't get me pregnant, boyfriend, but you can get her pregnant!" Mae declared.
"Milk his cock until he explodes," Bea said, moving in closer.
"Ah fuck…" he groaned.
"Come on, Trent, cum inside me," Melody panted. "Get me pregnant. Come on, breed me like a fucking whore."
"Ah fuck!" Trent cried as he started orgasming inside of her. Melody gasped and then pressed her hips down firmly against his own, taking him as deep into herself as she could.
"That's it…" she moaned. "That's a good fuckboy. You're gonna get me and Jen pregnant. You're gonna be a bad boy and knock us up with that fat cock of yours."
Trent felt like he was completely adrift in a sea of mindless bliss as he came inside of Melody. He found himself almost overwhelmed with visions of what she'd look like fat and pregnant, her breasts and hips and thighs and ass growing bigger each month along with her belly, knowing that he was the one who'd done it to her.
It was one of the most intense orgasms he'd felt in quite a while.
When it was over, he lay panting beneath several women.
"I don't think we gotta hold him down anymore," Jen said, laughing.
"That was hotter than I'm comfortable admitting," Mae murmured, an incredibly awkward and horny look on her face. "Like...uh...that did things to me."
"Fantasies are fucked up sometimes," Bea said. "And sometimes the more fucked up it is, the hotter it is. I mean there's a lot of rape fantasies…"
"You said that a certain way," Ann said. "You looking for Trent to attack you and hold you down and scream at you and rape your fucking brains out-wow, she's blushing and panting really bad."
"I am not!" Bea said.
"I mean I'm okay with that, babe," Trent said.
"I...let's talk about this later, when there's not people and cameras around," she murmured.
"Yeah…" Mae agreed quietly.
"You okay, babe?" Ann asked.
"Oh yeah. Definitely," Trent murmured.
"That was ridiculously hot and I really want to see the video of it," Melody murmured.
"It was super hot," Bea agreed.
"Okay look out, I wanna get pregnant while he's still hard," Jen said.
"You gotta stop talking about that or I'm gonna bust too fast," Trent groaned as Melody got off of him and Jen got back on.
"No way! Let's see how fast I can make you bust!" Jen replied immediately, and took him back into herself.
Trent stared at his phone as he stood on his back porch in the evening sunlight, trying to figure out how to say what he was going to say. Or, more specifically, how he was going to say it.
After Jen had fucked his brains out, (and she had managed to get him busting again in about two minutes), there had been a lot of showers and then Taco Buck had finally shown up and they'd relaxed and caught up for a bit.
Finally, he typed: Hey Candy, hope everything's going okay, can we talk in person when you have a minute?
That was probably as good as it was going to get. He fired it off as the back door opened up behind him. Glancing back, he saw Melody stepping out, looking a little sheepish.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey...everything okay?" he replied.
"Yeah. Yes. I just...you aren't annoyed at me, right?" she asked.
"What? No. Fuck no. Why would I be?"
She laughed, looking relieved, but still a little awkward. "I just...feel kinda weird about springing that whole 'get me pregnant' thing on you. But I talked to Bea and Mae and Ann and they all said you would be super into it and that you would like it even more if it was just kinda sprung on you…"
"I'm very happy with how this played out," Trent replied, slipping an arm around her waist. "Like, for real, don't worry even a little. This was amazing."
"Okay, cool." She giggled. "I didn't realize you were so into that."
"Neither did I until moving to this town," he replied. His phone buzzed. "Uh, hold on." He checked it, found a response from Candy. All it said was: coming now
"Uh...hmm," he muttered, glancing up at their house. The back door suddenly opened and Candy stepped out. "Oh, wow, okay. Uh...I need a moment alone with Candy."
"Okay. Good luck," she replied, then slipped back inside.
Trent began to move forward to meet Candy halfway, but hesitated as he actually caught sight of her. Something seemed...off. Her hair was messy and she was in different clothes, basically a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants that it looked like she'd just thrown on.
"Hi!" she said as they met at the fence.
"Hi...are you okay?" he asked.
"Oh yes! I'm great!" she replied. "What'd you need?" she asked with the air of someone who really wanted to get back to whatever it was they were doing before.
He sniffed. He definitely could smell some weed on her. Well, she deserved to celebrate. "Maybe this should wait…"
"Well, I'm here now," she replied, "whatever it is."
"It's kind of big. Kind of, like, really big."
That seemed to sober her a little. "Just tell me."
"All right." He lowered his voice and leaned in. "I just spoke with the only remaining councilperson on the city council and she wanted to cut a deal with me. She wants my help promoting the town and driving up business. I told her I would if she backed two of my candidates for the city council election that's coming up. And, I haven't told her who I want on the council yet, but you are one of them."
Candy stared at him blankly for a long, drawn out moment. "Okay, Trent, I'll level with you: I'm a little stoned and a lot distracted right now. If this is a joke, I have to know."
"I understand, and so am I, and it's not a joke. I am one hundred percent serious. But if you don't want the job at all, you can tell me now, and I won't put your name forward."
She kept staring at him, then laughed and shook her head. "Why do you think I'd be any good at running a town, Trent?"
"Because you care," he replied. "You genuinely, truly care about people, and you've lived in this town for your whole life, Candy."
She was quiet for another few moments, then sighed. "You have a point. I'll need time to think about it. But right now, I'm, uh...busy."
"Fair enough. I'll let you get back to it."
"Thank you." She paused. "Ah...who else are you intending to put up?"
"Jacob."
Something flashed across her face so fast that he almost missed it. "Oh."
"...is that not a good idea?"
"No! No, it would be a fine idea. Jacob's a...a very fine man, and he already works with the city and he's lived in this town his whole life and he's a smart man and he'd do great, I think."
"You're talking really fast all of a sudden...is everything all right?" Trent asked.
"Yes! Everything's fine. I-I'll-I should go."
"Wait," he said, glancing back at her house. He saw someone pulling the blinds down on what he assumed was Candy's and Stan's bedroom. "Is...is he here now?"
"No!" she hissed. Trent started laughing. "Shut up! You don't get to laugh at that! I can smell sex on you!"
"Wow Candy! I-I'm not laughing at you," he replied, raising his hands.
"This is your fault, by the way," she muttered.
"What!? How is it my fault!? I'm not making fun of you! Wait, where's Stan?"
"He's...busy. Elsewhere."
"Candy, are you swinging right now?!"
"Keep your voice down!" she hissed, looking around again. "It's none of your business, but yes. Stan's...over with Sandra, Jacob's wife. We were doing this twenty years ago and we all discovered that we still...feel that way about each other. So we're having some fun to celebrate. We did it, by the way! We deposited the money and we sent it off digitally! So...thank you, Trent. You saved our house. Honestly, if it wouldn't weird Mae out, I'd take you for a ride. A sexual ride. All night long." She giggled, then a look of shock came over her face and she covered her mouth. "Oh my God. Oh man. I didn't say that. You didn't hear-I didn't say that. Just pretend I never said that."
"Um...wow," Trent replied.
"Oh God...this is why I stopped smoking weed," she moaned.
"Candy, it's okay. Honestly...I'm flattered. And, if I wouldn't weird Mae out, I would totally fucking rail you. You're definitely a MILF."
Candy's mouth fell open and she stared at him with wide eyes.
"Uh...too honest?" he asked. "I'm a little baked too."
She started laughing, then covered her mouth. "Oh my God. Too much. This is too much. Oh dear. Um. I'm also flattered, but we never had this conversation. Or, um, this part of the conversation. I need to get back to Jacob."
"Okay. Will you tell him?"
"About what?...oh! The council-yeah. I will."
"Wait, where's Claire?" Trent asked.
"She agreed to go see a few movies in Briddle tonight," Candy replied. "Also, um, please for the love of God make sure Mae doesn't come over. I'd never live it down if she came in and overheard or found me and Jacob-just, please?"
"I'll make sure to keep her out, and I won't tell anyone about this."
"Thank you. I appreciate it. Um...bye bye."
"Bye bye, Candy."
She hurried back over to her house. Trent groaned and rested his head against the fence. Not long after Candy's back door closed, he heard his own open. He turned around and saw Bea stepping out, a smirk on her face. She closed the door and hurried over.
"Okay, Trent, I need to know what you said to Candy, because I know you said something insane to her, because I have never seen her make that face," she said.
He groaned and hid his face behind his hands. "Can we not?"
"I promise I won't tell anyone else, but I gotta know," she said, hurrying to stand beside him.
He groaned once more. "Okay, I'll tell you a little. Some of that I promised her I'd never reveal to anyone else, not even you, and I keep my promises but...she admitted that, if it wouldn't weird Mae out, she'd totally fucking ride my dick."
Bea's mouth dropped open. "You are fucking with me."
"No...and I might've told her...that if I could, I'd totally fucking rail her, because she's a MILF," he groaned.
"Trent. Are you fucking with me?" she asked, laughing.
"No."
"Oh my fucking God. Trent. Oh my God. You absolute fucking psychopath."
"I'm buzzed! So was she!"
"Just...that's fucking hilarious. That's amazing and hilarious."
"Yeah, well, anyway, her and Stan are, uh...celebrating right now, so, we need to make sure Mae doesn't go over there," he replied.
"Oh, yeah, that'd be fucking weird." She snorted. "Trent. I cannot believe you. I seriously cannot believe you. You told your girlfriend's mom that you'd fucking rail her."
"Me either...and it just slipped out!"
"Come on. Let's go back inside."
"Yeah."