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ULLANGKAVAR KALVAN - ArunMozhi & Vaanathi Oneshot

Thodudaiya seviyan vidaiyaeriyor thooven mathi soodi~~~ thodudaiya seviyan vidaiyaeriyor thooven mathi soodi kaadudaiya sudalai podi poosi en ullangkavar kalvan~~~~~ kaadudaiya sudalai podi poosi en ullangkavar kalvan

As she sings those words with small tears peaking out of her curtain-like eyelashes, as whimpers out the song again and again with so much to say yet to remain in silence.

She was relieved when she was finally able to see the love of her life breathing and slowly healing from the fever he got by facing death. As she sat on the balcony facing the ocean where the sky meet it and how conjoin both sky and sea. But in reality, they never get to touch each other, never cherish their longings same as she is now.

As thoughts clouded her mind, her bad luck and inferiority peaked in. She was neither the beauty nor the brave. She doesn't have anything to give to her Prince who is the combination of everything she is not. As her tears clouded her eyes just like thoughts she hoped that she can at least be near him even if it is not as his wife but even as a woman who can help him to be well.

As she and her akka Kundhavai arrived at Eezham to check on their most loved prince. She was happy that he is alive and finally able to calm down after the storm she felt over the course of days.

But as she made sure her love is well and improving, she heard from the brilliant spymaster Nambi who told about the bravery of a boat girl who made sure the prince is alive and rowed the boat a full day to help get the prince here. How she is the Samuthirakumari and just how brilliant she radiates just like her name ' Poonguzhali'.

And Vaanathi felt proud by hearing about other women's will to help the prince. But she also notices how concerned Poonguzali was when she always sat next to his head while the Buddha Bakshi treated the prince. It was that time Vaanathi saw Poonguzhali, the mesmerizing beauty just like her name and her title, she radiates depth like an ocean. Her eyes held pure love and commitment.

How could she ever able to be something she never was? She is after all bad luck, that's what most of the people she ever met said to her. Her parents are dead, and because of her luck, she sent the lovable prince to Eezham back when she faints and causes this to him. How could she ever able to digest this? Everything about her is just bad luck. What Poonguzhali did is what the youngest Chola prince needs in his life. A companion that he can able to count on, who he can able to take with him alongside his battle, who was strong enough to save him in any situation, who is beautiful and full of strength, who would give him a child just as much as the warrior he is. She could never able to give anything she just listed for Samuthiria Kumari.

Her thoughts were cut off by her lovable Akka voice, which she is thankful for.

'Vaanthi, please be near Arunmozhi, I have to discuss something with Vanathiadevan' Kundavai told Vanathi and went to find the Vaanar Kulla Veeran. Even though she is nervous she always obeys her Akka, as in this world only a few love her without any expectations.

She peeked in find her love sleeping peacefully, his fever drastically decreased by gods grace. She went in and sat next to her prince and nervously placed her hands on his head and combed through his glorious and soft hair. As she closed her eyes and let her tears fall, she started to pray to Shiva, who always protects the prince. She is also thankful that she can be near him even though she may not be his wife or have those blessings this is more than she could ask for.

Mutral aamai ila naagamodaena mulai kombavai poondu Vatral odu Kalanaapali Thernd-enadh-ullam Kavar kalvan Katral kaettal Udaiyaar Periyaar Kazhal Kaiyaal Thozhudaetha Petram Urndha Piramaapura Maeviya

As she sings those lines she forgets her surroundings, it is just her and the prince who is the epitome of grace, handsome, glory, intelligent, and calm. Salt tears rolled down her smile graced her lips and fell down. If anything she can do to help her prince feel less pain is to accept his pain as hers, She prayed to god that every pain he is going through will fall upon her, and she would gladly take those and make her prince feel better, every bad thing that is meant to happen to him will fall on her and she makes sure to take those and give him all the joyous things that meant for her and him. She repeated those again and again and whimpered that she is being useless among others, only thing she has herself is that she is born a princess and there is nothing exceptional about her, and how she doesn't deserve this beautiful and charming prince.

As tears flow down from her closed eyelids, she opened her eyes as she heard a murmuring. Her eyes widen as she realized that it is coming from Arunmozhi before her. She smiled and turned around to find if anyone coming in so that she can ask them to fetch the Princes and others, But she stopped and turned back to listen to what her prince is murmuring in his current state.

'Vaa-' His lips opened and closed quickly as she is unable to hear it properly.

'Vaa-na-thi' As the words fell into her eyes, her body froze and happy tears rolled out, She couldn't believe what she is hearing. She held his palm in her hand and caressed it softly. At this moment there is no one else who matters and it's just her and him. His eyelids slowly opened and his charcoal-colored eyes softly grazed her.

'Vaanathi' He whispered and smiled softly at her. The smile which spoke a million words, the smile which let her know that it is going to be ok. She returned the smile and thanked god.

Three days later.

As she stood watching the waves hit the grounds from her balcony facing the Eezham sea which slowly turned red as the sun started to set. They will be leaving for Thanjai tomorrow and she is nervous again. Where does she stand now and what she has to do on returning to Thanjai? Still, Ilavarasar is not entirely out of danger and she is scared for him. After the intimate moment that happened three days before she is all alone again and often she wondered whether she dreamt it or it really happened.

'Why your eyes are filled with sorrow?' A voice asked her from behind and she just know who is the owner of it even without turning around.

She smiled sadly and shook her head as she is unable to form words in front of him still.

'Won't I be blessed with your voice?' He asked and come to stand next to her. She lifted her eyes and shyly looked at her love with a soft smile. But her eyes hold so many emotions.

'It should be me who would feel blessed to be near you' Her words made him smile down at her. As he raise his hands and tucked the hair behind her ears, the close proximity makes her feel the light head and she prayed that she won't faint just another time in front of him. Her heartbeat raced to a level she doesn't even know if it was possible.

'So you like gazing at the ocean?' He asked and looked ahead of him to see the evening sky that had painted the ocean with its color.

'It makes me feel calm at times, my Ilavarase' She said and looked away from him to feel somewhat less nervous again.

'Why not all time?' He questioned her and she doesn't know whether she should be open about her feelings to him.

'Well other times, I wonder how the Sky and ocean feel to be close but yet never be able to get closer forever' Her answers made him smile as he knows what he is implying.

'Maybe that's what makes it more romantic even, that even with the distance they still don't leave one another. And Ocean yet makes sure to gaze at the sky every single time and the sky pours her heart out to him without missing a beat. So they both can taste each other's love' His words made her look at him as if he is answering all her doubts.

'Will you be my Vaan(Sky) my Vaanathi?' The Prince asked her, and she is surprised that he is asking permission when she is all his.

'How can I give you permission when I am already yours?' She said with tears falling down just like the sky pours down the droplet of water into the ocean.

Arumozhi bent down and attached his forehead against hers and circled his hands around and wrist and brought her closer. The scent of rain made them fall over each other again and again. As both their eyes gaze upon each other his lips brushed down hers softly just like the ocean drinking the droplets from the sky.

Her breath caught in her chest and her hands found their way into his hair she hold him for her dear life, fearing that her legs would give out if she lose him.

As they shared their kiss of love, the ocean and sky smiled at each other as they are finally able to be with each other forever.

Arunmozhi proved to her that she is his sky and he is her Ocean, both always be with each other no matter what.

After all, he is her 'Ullangkavar Kalvan'

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eye-raq · 5 years

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Aquarius Daddy.

It’s Erik’s birthday and the wives have a special night planned for him.

Warnings: SMUT

It was that Aquarius birthday today, Their husband and Daddy.

He woke up to luxury gifts at the foot of his bed and the view of his wives with their sleepwear on and a tray with his first birthday drink and a cigar.

“Happy birthday Daddy!!!!!” They threw confetti and blew into party horns, Henny even had a gold crown made for him with colorful gemstones set in it. Erik couldn’t help the goofy smile on his face, receiving kisses and hugs. Kimora opened his balcony doors, rushing him out to find a lounge table with breakfast buffet. Davita and Kristina joined them all, taking pics and sharing laughs.

Erik got a personal bath from Angel while he sipped on a strawberry Henny mix that Ryley made. He even had a fresh outfit and shoes picked out by Bastion for the night, while Kimora got his hair together. Homie and Josie kept him company on the basketball court, snapping pics of his glistening body with that crown still on his head.

The night came quickly and the lights were set low in He kitchen, his Henny cake covered in strawberries and whipped cream lit by candle. Erik finally came down with Aly’sha and Charlie trailing behind, a shake of his head and a genuine smile on his face.

“Thought we could sing you happy birthday you old fart!” Angel teased.

The cake was eaten and of course the biggest bottle of Henny followed them out to the party bus that Henny had custom made for the day. It was all black with gold trimming, a shiny black floor with a single gold stripper pole in the middle, picks from Erik’s previous turn ups littering the walls. Music blasted and drinks went around, Kimora of course on the pole with some money thrown at her.

What Erik hadn’t expected was for him to already be drunk at the entrance to the nightclub. It was an exclusive event with red carpet and cameras flashing, the sight of him causing an uproar. He was blown away, howling like a wild animal with a bottle of Henny. Erik was doing the damn thing dancing all over the place and on his wives. It went on into 4 am, everyone clearing out and back to the party bus home. He might have thought he would be retiring for the night to his room, but little didn’t he know, the wives led his drunk body down the hall and towards a finale of wicked games.

Ryley locks the door without secret in the biggest playroom in the house with the largest bed and walls filled with contraptions and toys. All of the wives share a look before their eyes collectively turn to their drunk husband with his black silk shirt undone, gold chain pressed against his chest and bottom lip hanging, revealing bottom row gold and diamond fronts. He removes his gold frames, a coy smile slowly creeping up with a chuckle.

“So we locking doors and shit?” None of them spoke, just simply kicked off their shoes, Poosy standing firm and Henny closing her eyes with a shake of her head. She already knew the plan and she TOLD THEM that if they keep providing Erik with Henny throughout the day, he won’t stop. Erik’s eyes roamed the tiny dresses each of them wore without bras and little ass thongs. They really went out looking like this? Erik must have been faded something serious before they even left the house.

“Fuck y’all up to?” He walks closer with a dip in his hips.

“What the fuck you think?” Kimora spoke with sass.

“Take your shirt off DAKA, now.” Charlie presses.

He laughs again, his eyes so damn low they were practically slits. He licks the corners of his lips with a quick swipe of his tongue.

“So...y’all tryna FUCK?” His eyes searched everyone’s, mostly with no sign of denial, except for Poosy and Henny, just pure lust and impatience.

“Like FUCK FUCK. That’s what we doing?” He points his finger between them before bringing that same hand to stroke his beard and a shrug of his shoulders.

“Well it is my fucking birthday right? If we doing it like that, LINE THE PUSSY UP.”

All the wives including Erik began undressing with rushed movements. Ryley and Bastion were the first to get undressed.

“Looks like Ry and Bast the only two that want the dick!”

“No the fuck they ain’t!” Homie yells, practically ripping her dress. Charlie took her time removing her dress, the liquor in her system almost making her trip. Kimora slips her panties off with a shimy of her hips, kicking the thong to the other side of the room. Angel keeps her heels on but removes her dress, flipping her hair to one side of her head. Alysha ass was laid out naked on her belly, kicking her feet in the air. Josie stood firm with her eyes glued to Erik’s dick.

“Okay so clearly y’all all wanna get split in half. Y’all know this nigga been drinking since the am? The water didn’t even calm that monster down! Dick been swinging since before the roosters could even cOcKA-DOODLE-dO.” Josie knew how Erik’s Henny dick could be, and it was his damn birthday so that Aquarius dick was possessed by the underworld.

Henny stood naked and firm on her spot, not so ready to fuck Erik while his adrenaline ran off of Hennessy.

“This nigga getting everybody pregnant tonight. Nah uh uh my pussy don’t deserve the torture tonight, I’ll give daddy some good suckie and make a movie

The pussy was lined up alright, Erik sitting on his throne with Homie’s lips wrapped around his dick. He had both fists in her hair guiding her head while she choked him up. It was hard for her to control the literal python that eased its way down her throat with Charlie’s lips on her pussy. It was a train of sucking and licking pussy while Erik got sloppy top with spit dripping down to his ass. His birthday crown was lopsided on his head, a hazy look in his eyes and a low ‘oh fuck’ escaping his mouth every second.

“THAT'S IT BITCH.” She gagged.

“No smart remark huh?! Can’t anyway your throat stuffed with this big dick.” Her argumentative ass challenged him with a harder suck, Erik meeting her demands with strong hip thrusts.

“Happy birthday to me, damn” erik pulled her hair to lift her mouth from his dick, Homie gasping for air and face covered in spit.

“Go at the end of the line and eat some pussy. NEXT.” She pouted, going at the end to find Aly’sha waiting with a teasing flicker of her brows, her ass wiggling in the air and ready since she didn’t have the luxury. Charlie was up next, hands plastered to the ground and her mouth latching onto the thick tip of his dick. Erik bit down on his lip hard, eyes closing as soon as her mouth sank down deep on him. She started clenching and unclenching her jaw around him, the pressure causing him to lift his hips from the chair.

“ooooo, you slick bitch! I know what you tryna do you better calm that controlling shit.” Of course, she didn’t listen, twirling her mouth now with the same force.

What Erik didn’t know was that the feeling of bastions lips wrapped around her clit with a flick of her tongue caused her to take complete control. Bastion slaps Charlie’s plump ass, bastion’s pussy accepting Kimora’s tongue. It was buried deep in her pussy, wiggling and slurping.

Erik had enough of Charlie trying to make him cum without more head from his other wives.

“Damn you and that fucking tongue!”

“What you thought, Daddy? It’s a celebration you gotta take this head.” Charlie gives his dick kisses, loving kisses, Henny zooming into her face with her camera, Erik palms her ass hard with his nails digging into her flesh, his fingers sliding through the crack of her ass dragging down to graze her pussy lips.

“This phat ass pussy getting this work too Henny. You can try and play director if you want to.” Erik’s fingers easily slide into her dripping wet pussy, pumping fast and rough.

“Shit DADDY!” Her grip on the camera falters, her body bent over his lap. She had her face inches away from his dick, meeting Charlie’s eyes before spitting a hefty amount on his dick, watching Charlie slurp it up. Charlie gives on last long suck before switching places witn Bastion.

Her bratty ass sucked on both of his balls, Henny jerking his dick with a repeated drip of spit. Bastion felt Kimora come up beside her, sucking on Erik’s head with a frantic bob of her head.

“Y’all tryna suck all the nut out of Daddy dick huh? It’s just one dick how all of y’all gon get the nut??” Ryley detached her lips from Angels sweet little pussy, crawling over to lick up Kimora while Angel did the same for Bast. Poosy had Aly’sha under her spell with her tongue flicking as quick as a vibrator against her clit. That skill alone had Homie pausing on eating Aly’sha pussy just to watch.

“Bitch what the fuck?!” She was thoroughly intrigued.

“Don’t act so shocked Homie I had you eating my ass like this just two nights ago.” Homie would have argued but that sight had her closed lipped.

Poosy had already cum twice before, and she much rather do this all night than get the dick from Erik.

“Keep looking at me like that Angel and I aware to FUCKING GOD GIRL.” Angels pretty face was painted with spit and her mascara leaked in black tears. Her mouth was soft and warm around him, his balls so damn tight and tongued down by Ryley.

“You like the way I bat my eyes at you daddy with this big fucking dick in my mouth?” She licked along the vein of his dick, causing him to shiver.

“I love it when you bat those pretty brown eye while you suck up daddy dick.”

Kimora and Basion were grinding clits roughly on the bed, laying in a heavy puddle with sweaty body and wild hair. Charlie had Hennys legs wide open with the camera pointed to her face, eating her pussy with her fingers inside her deeply. Moans, groans, whimpers, and cries filled the room. Erik held off pretty well, but he realized who had been missing from getting some dick in the mouth.

“Where the fuck is JoJo and Aly’sha?! Erik got up from the seat, Ryley standing with her hand wrapped around his dick, spotting pussy in her own world with a hypnotized Aly’sha. Ryley guides Erik with his dick acting as a leash. Poosy didn’t know what was coming to her as her eyes fell on Erik.

“You having fun my little wicked witch?!”

“Come on E I’m close!” She was on the brink of another orgasm. Erik took a handful of her braids, practically pulling them from her scalp. That snapped Aly’sha out of her trance, her hand coming up to grip her jaw from how sore it was.

“Henny! Aim that camera in her face! She watching this later on. Henny cake over with a smirk, aiming the camera in JoJo’s face.

“Ryley do the honors for me, put my dick in this bitch mouth. It’s my special day today and she don’t wanna give daddy no more gifts. As much as I spoil your ass and you deny me of some wet top for this?! Disrespectful Josie.” Josie scowls before opening her mouth, Ryley pulling Erik’s dick into her mouth, she went to grip his thighs, but Kimora held her arms behind her back.

“Look at you helping daddy out.” He chuckles, pushing his hips forward roughly, watching the discomfort in her face.

“Suck the dick Poosy! Relax your throat!” Angel yells over Erik’s shoulder, her breasts rubbing along the scaring on his back making her nipples hard. She started biting into his back, leaving trails of spit behind. Erik fucked Josie’s mouth the worse, his movements growing frantic.

“Aly’sha put that mouth on my balls girl, I wanna nut.” Erik threw his head back, feeling aly’sha’s tongue flicking each nut sack. All of the wives knew that he was going to cum, all of them crowding around grabbing at all of him, leaving big marks on his skin, spit on his nipples, tongue on his back and abs.

“Fuck fuck fuck! Damn daddy like that nasty little mouth.”

“Daddy needs to share!” Bast yells as she got on her knees. Erik’s hips stiffened, toes curling before lifting Poosy mouth from his dick, Jerking his dick with all of them crowding around.

Henny flocked at the side of his dick, sucking the skin on the side as he strokes. All of their tongues poked out long and wet, bastions trying to be directly under so it could drip.

“Mmmm, oh fuck!

“Damn shit is so good!”

“YEAHH!”

Erik’s cum releases, all of their tongues on his dick and fingers on his balls.

Erik could only drag his hands down his face.

“Yo I swear all y’all getting some good dick tonight. I’m not even playing right now fuck. I’m hella weak.”

He was clean and shiny, dick dripping to the floor.

Erik trails his eyes over his kneeling wives, falling on Josie who struggled to keep his gaze.

“You thinking about disappearing?” He had a glint in his eyes that she saw as a one time warning.

“Erik the dick is TOO FUCKING MUCH RIGHT NOW.”

Erik wasn’t hearing that shit as he pulled pussy up, bending her over. She squirmed, Homie holding her arms in place while Erik got on his knees, placing his lips on her pussy. Aly’sha got on her back, lining her pussy up with Josie’s mouth to pay her back. She wrapped her hands in her braids and guided her lips, muffling her cries.

Bastion and Charlie had their mouths back on Erik again, sucking him while he ate Josie. Kimora had her eyes set on riding Henny’s mouth so she grinned her hips into her mouth while recording the mini orgy in front of her. Ryley was on top of Angel next to erik, Ryley and angels pussy gaining his attention in his peripheral, causing him to play in both pussies one at a time? Two fingers deep.

It was a musky, steamy mess and Josie’s tears didn’t stop Erik��s assault.

“Fuck my mouth pussy, throw that pussy on my mouth.”

She did as she was told with a tremble in her hips, slamming down over his mouth hard before cuming with a scream.

Bastion squats over Erik’s dick, her hands on his abs for leverage before frantically bouncing up and down like a pogo stick. Charlie returned with a vibrator, placing it on her clit hard.

“This damn dick!!!!!” She claws his belly, her movements frantic.

“Give me that dick daddy! I’ve been so bad fuck me!”

Erik grunts, lifting his hips to meet hers.

“Damn, I want next fuck all that!” Kimora says with a moan, one hand buried in Henny's hair with the other on the camera. Josie finally lifts from Erik’s mouth with difficulty, Aly’sha replacing her with a swing of her hips. Erik gives her ass two hard slaps before taking his time with her honey bucket.

“Mmm, give me that tongue DAKA.” Her hands were in his dreads.

“Birthday boy eating his honey ain’t he?” She teases.

Angel had the pleasure of having Erik’s fingers in her and Ryley’s tongue on her clit, her hips rolling and angelic face contorted in overwhelming pleasure.

“Ry!! Erik!!” She sat up on her elbows, legs shaking, before squirting all over them both, falling flat. Erik lifts his fingers to Charlie’s mouth, watching her suck it off. She multitasked between rubbing the vibrator on Bast as she fucked Erik, and gagging on his fingers.

Bast felt Erik jerk his dick inside her, stroking her spot repeatedly, causing her to shakingly cum on him, falling flat on her knees.

Kimora comes over, Bast lifting up to allow her a chance. Kimora fucked him reverse cowgirl, her eyes on Poosy her loving wife as instructed her.

“Work that dick like you working the pole.” JoJo said with frantic kisses. She yanks Kimora’s hair, trailing wet kisses down her neck. Erik noticed her slow movements, slapping Kimora’s skin rough. She hissed, going back to work on his dick like he deserved. Charlie was in King Jade mode as she pinned Henny’s legs back, her vibrator rubbing along her swollen slippery clit. Henny knew to lay there and take the assault, her eyes rolling and mouth agape.

Aly’sha’s final shouts of pleasure boomed through the room before trembling over his mouth. With one final slap to her ass, she lifts from his mouth. Erik focuses on Kimora, pumping her pussy with his glossy beard shining, eyes hard.

“Tight ass freak! Bouncing on this dick, work this dick!” He guides her ass, two of the wives slapping her flesh. Ryley pulls Erik’s wallet out, showering money on Kimora as she twerked his dick.

“You gonna make me cum while I give you a show birthday boy?”

“I’m making that pussy cum. That’s my shit anyway.”

“Fuck! Make my pussy cummm!!!” Kimora couldn’t take it anymore, eyes wide and body shivering. Aly’sha had Eirk dragging her to the mirror, bending her over with his hands buried in her hair and his nails in her hips.

“You see me don’t you? Eyes on me while I kill this pussy.” She obeyed, her eyes never leaving his with the nasty image of her sister wives in the background. Erik spreads her cheeks, sticking his thumb in her ass as he stroked, earning a lip bite and a moan.

“Got my thumb all in this tight ass.” Erik licks his lips, his dick doing things to her she couldn’t put to words.

“If I tell you throw it back will you listen?”

“Yes daddy I promise.” She whimpers

“Then throw the pussy back.”

She clapped her ass on him, eyes fluttering and watering.

“Let me find out my baby can’t take it.”

“It’s big as FUCK.”

“More reason for me to dig right?”

She was so close, her knees caving in. Erik grunts loud, slapping her ass before watching her shiver madly, cum spilling out and to the floor

“Good girl.” He kisses her spine repeatedly.

Erik slaps her ass for reward, slipping out of her and picking up Ryley, tossing her on the bed. She bounces with a laugh. His big frame laying over her, lips possessive and hands stretching the back of her thighs.

“Wassup my wild thing you ready?” He spits on her pussy, rubbing it in with his fingers. She simply nods with a bit of her lip, Erik sinking into her with a hand at her throat and a smile on her face.

“Fuck your little ass up!” Erik bottomed out into her, so damn deep she could feel it in her chest. The bed was the new destination for everyone, charlie riding Homies mouth, Henny recording with humor and her hands gripping Erik’s firm ass. Kimora and Aly’sha has a 69 going while Angel and Bastion played around with an assortment of vibrators.

“Fuck Erik, you better work this pussy!” Ryley could feel a hand rubbing at her clit, noticing the long nails to be Josie’s. Her body made a bridge from the bed, Erik never stopping his mouth over hers before going faster. You would think Ryley was past out by how limp her body went from Erik fucking her.

“Look at her y’all she can’t move!” All the wives laughed.

Ryley tried to push Erik away but instead did push up in her pussy, causing her to cry loudly, before squirting on him.

Angel was bent over now with her ass in the air, arch deep, and Erik’s dick digging her out.

“How daddy doing?” He whispers.

“So good Daddy, give me all of it.” She just layer there with a glazed look, her pussy repeatedly pounded. Erik strokes her arched back before grabbing her hair.

Her booty clapped off of him, cries muffled in the bed.

The sight of pussy eating among the wives didn’t help angel try and keep it together. She felt good with each stroke his dick gave her, never wanting him to leave.

“Damn Erik fucking that shit up.” Charlie says from between Homie legs.

Angels body starts to tense up, Erik almost breaking her spine with his hands. She was practically lifted in the air and her cries were loud.

“Come on with your cute ass, cum on daddy dick, I know you want to.” With those words, she had the strongest orgasm, her body limp. Erik places a kiss to her brown flesh before slipping his dripping dick out. Henny takes that opportunity to lick her juices off of him, welcoming the way Erik held her head in place as she cleaned him.

Homies titties were being sucked from each end, her chocolate skin electrified. Aly’sha flicked her tongue on one while Bastion had the other to suck on. Erik had her legs over his shoulders, pounding away at her pussy, his face struggling.

“So it’s your pussy that got daddy cumming right now?! Shit ! Fuck it.” Erik was mad in her pussy, shaking his head with each thrust before cumming in her deep, rolling his hips to make sure it’s buried.

“Gotta be certain daddy got you good.” He bites down on her belly before slipping out of her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. She squirmed, her body shaking, before attempting to kick his arm away. She was too late though, Erik had already won.

“My turn now.” Charlie’s sticky body crawled over to Erik as if on the prowl, Erik matching her movements before wrestling her on the bed, before picking her up, wrapping her legs around him. She began bouncing, her arms around his neck and his hands palming her ass. What she hadn’t expected, was for Henny to approach her with a vibrating but plug, slipping it inside of her and turning it to the highest max. That had. Charlie speaking in tongues.

“Cbxndxj!!!”

“You a big girl Charlie, whatever we dish out you can handle, just like we gotta handle you.”

Shock filled them both as her cum spilled out like a leaky faucet.

“Do that shit again! I love it.” He went harder, his teeth in her neck and her toes curling.

“This fucking dick!!!” It was perfect and hard.

“Cum in here?! Nut all in this pussy!?” Erik was coming up on nut number three and he needed it.

“That’s what my pussy is for! Cum in me nigga!” Sure enough he did, but he didn’t stop, the wetness just edging him on.

“Fuck E!” Charlie tilts her head back, groaning with her aching orgasm.

Henny said she didn’t want the D right? Well of course that wouldn’t last. She took in the sight of her husband enjoying his special evening and that alone had her dragging him to the bed to get some action.

“Bought time you stop acting defiant!” He slaps her rough on the ass, before grabbing her throat.

“I want y’all to record her now since she wanna play games. Thought you would play around with that camera? Think again.”

Erik pulled her over him, instructing that Josie hold her hands since she was next. Erik kept a hold on Hennys throat with one hand while his mouth attacked her titties. She pulled at his dreads, feeling his body bound up into her rough. She jerked, each one earning a sharp intake of breath.

“Damn baby, you can't breathe?”

She shook her head frantically.

“How about now?”

He gave her the meanest strokes. She began to cry, clawing at Josie’s hands. Erik could feel her clamping him.

“There she go, that’s it! Give me it baby girl.”

“Fuckkkk this monster dick!”

“Baby you know I want you to come stop playing! He keeps his stroke, making her unravel. Erik fucked her until her body went limp, biting down on her lower lip before laying her on the bed.

Last but not least was Poosy. She knew that running wasn’t an option.

“You can poof if you want, just know that I’m fucking You all over the house for punishment tomorrow.”

Erik lunged for her, laying her on her side while lifting her leg to her chest. He wrapped his arm around her waist to bring her closer, taking his hand to slip in her tight pussy.

“I think you do this shit on purpose Josie.” He pumped her shit hard, Josie screaming with her hands clawing at the bed.

“You know this shit is virgin tight right? And you KNOW that daddy like some tight pussy.” His teeth bit into her neck hard.

“Give me that juicy pussy!”

She couldn’t even speak. The show he was putting on had all of them staring in lust like pornographic statues.

“I’m taming this pussy, run if you want I swear to god.”

She was cumming from her spot being rubbed.

“Bitch ass making me cum!!!!’” He clamped her mouth shut, accepting her squirt.

“Daddy cumming too. FUCK JOJO!” He growled in her neck, giving her two more thrusts before burying deep in her with his nose rubbing in her hair.

The wives cheered like it was a damn show, climbing the bed to clean up their man. He was of course still hard, and they still had energy; all except Poosy.

“Okay so the dick still stiff!” Bast wanted that.

“I got plenty of cum left to give.” Charlie jokes.

“Okay okay, let me drink some Henny then we can go another round.”

All of the wives shared a look

“HENNY?” They said in unison.

“That’s why we in this situation now.” Henny scuffs.

“FINE. Bring me two bottles of water and then we can fuck.”

Erik rubs at his sweaty body in annoyance.

“Turn on the AC too, it’s fucking blazing.”

“Alright birthday diva!” Ryley teases before cranking it down to 60 degrees.

From Davila’s lab, her and Kristina stare with wide eyes and immobile bodies.

“What the fuck…” they both say, mouths hanging open.

“Wha-I mean- this shit here!” Davita throws her hands up.

“Freaks man! I know Erik had the best birthday so far.” Kristan says, causing both women to laugh.

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 5 years

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Pink is for Poosy

A birthday fic for my twin because she's worth it.

The second Erik hit Josephine's cervix, he knew birthday sex was over. She couldn't take dick for shit and since she was a magical witch, it was her go-to to POOF into thin air whenever the dick got too rough. He gripped onto her before she could disappear and take the pussy away with her. He wasn't done with it yet. "Let me go," she squirmed. "No," he huffed backing out into shallow strokes, but still stroking. That was perfect apparently. 4 inches of dick and no more. He let her cum that way, all soft and gentle, like a well-behaved pillow princess. Now he wanted her to sweat. Gripping her by her high ponytail so that her ear was at his lips, he dove deep, folding her arms into herself and bringing her to his chest. She sucked in air, pulling against his grip. "You disappear this time, you poofin me witchu, birthday girl," he grunted in her ear. She lured him into a kiss by looking at his lips for the soul purpose of biting the hell out of it. Instead of releasing her or pulling back, he moaned. The metallic taste of his blood was on her lips now. She tried once more to break away, unsuccessfully and when he hit her cervix again causing her to flinch, she had no choice.

He felt like he was being flipped and dangled in midair, like gravity was broken. Colors swirled and his feet slammed onto the ground as he braced himself so not to fall. Josephine floated to her feet gracefully.

"Open your eyes, nigger," Josie frowned. He was greeted by glowing darkness. Neon light of every color against a world of night. There were even colors he'd never seen before. Jo's own beautiful eyes glowed a familiar shade of purple as she sighed, "Welcome to one of the dimensions that I've made my home in. You're the only other one I've brought here.. even though it was an accident!"

She watched as Erik began to explore, intrigued by his new surroundings. There was neon candy red fruit on a tree. Neon blue and lavender petals on the flowers. Neon yellow butterflies. His eyes snapped back to his Jojo. "Your eyes glow purple here," he pointed. That wasn't a new fact, but he had a train of thought going. "Your nails.. they glow pink," he stressed, eyes strolling down her curvy body, her deep godly skin nearly blue in the light. "What I wanna know now, Jo, is.. Does that kitty glow," he nodded toward her triangle. His lids dropped low and his tongue poked through his heavy lips. "Show me," he commanded already licking his lips. Having proofed them into her alternative dimension mid-sex they were already nude. On a fat, giant banana leaf, JoJo rested, spreading her thighs as a pink light shone from her core. Erik coulda sworn he heard heavenly choirs, biting his lip as the glow drew him closer and closer like a moth until he was on his knees, face buried inside of her. The loud noises of him motorboating her folds filled their ears. "Poof me into this shit," he begged, licking her up and down between desperate, hungry breaths. "Shit taste like pink starburst," he purred, a low rumble in his throat. She ignored him. She said crazy shit when he was horny and she'd learned to let it slide or else she'd be perplexed 24/7. Instead, she continued to enjoy his tongue as he spread her wider with his fingers, sucking on her clit. "Poof me in," he demanded this time.

"Fine!" She snapped her fingers and his body gradually shrunk. The smaller he got, the more he wrestled to climb inside her hole. "Wait, Erik, godammit! You not small enough," she growled when he'd jumped the gun and nearly split her. He kept trying to fit his fist and his head in to no avail. She almost beat his head when he wouldn't quit. Finally, he shrunk down enough to climb into her poosy, his lower half hanging out as she squeezed around him. Now that he was so small like a sentient sex toy, the stretching and kicking and swimming he was doing felt amazing like she could cum again. She rubbed her clit furiously feeling him squirm and grope inside of her. Spreading herself wide again, she called out to him. "You okay in there," she tensed sure she was squeezing him to death.

"So fuckin pink and bright," he mumbled admiring the room. "I could have a smoke session in this muhfucka.."

"ERIK," JoJo yelled.

"I'm fuckin fantastic, baby," his muffled voice came and then she felt him punching the hell out her g-spot like a speed bag.

Boomboomboomboomboom. The rivers inside of her rose to bless him. She heard him gurgle as the liquid sprayed and he was washed outside of her, squirted out.. panting and soaked. She watched him cough after having almost drowned. "We need (cough cough) to make that (wheeze) a regular thing," he sputtered. Snapping herb fingers with a spell, she made him grow again to full size, sneaking in another inch to make him taller. The small patch in his beard had disappeared. His eyebrows were thicker. He was well moisturized with poosy juice, looking like he'd just been born.

Licking his lips, he leaned forward sharing one of his favorite flavors on earth with his favorite witch. "Okay, chill," she complained when he laid her back to line himself up with her entrance again. He drove himself into her glowing pussy, determined to make her take it and she dug her pointed nails into his skin making him hiss in pleasure. "STOOOOP," she whined pushing at him, but his response was to silence her with a kiss on the lips.

"Stop acting like that," he chided as she whimpered trying to find the strength to disappear. He wouldn't let her go, he was smart. She started to chant a spell and he clapped a hand over her mouth. "Nah, Josephina the Scary Ass Witch. No more poofing until you poofing me in that pink ass cotton candy moonbounce you got. She grunted roughly through his fingers, her thick thighs trembling as he pounded into her, leaving her with more dick than she knew what to do with. She praised the heavens when he slid back, short-dicking her. Two inches was fine and she came again with just that, poofing them back into the usual dimension before disappearing on her own to cool down in peace.

"Of course," he smirked rolling his eyes.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY POOSY

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lovemecharlie · 6 years

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Charlie watched the live security footage from her phone as she laid stretched across her bed, shaking her head as a young woman crawled through the basement window of the mansion. It would have been all too easy to cut her off at the property gate or even at the window, but Charlie was curious. What did she want? What was she trying to do? Charlie watched the woman survey her surroundings completely missing the cameras. She was quiet and moved quickly, thinking she was being stealthy.

The basement was used for storage and each wife along with Erik had boxes of items neatly packed away for one purpose or another. It wasn't a dusty, dank basement by any means. The woman had something small and sharp to cut through the tape and boldly open a medium sized box. Charlie squinted to see whose it was. It was Ryley's and it was full of various gun pieces: mags, bullets, a springs of different sizes. Pushing the box aside, she opened one that was marked Bastion. There were a few old designer dresses Charlie recognized. Bast hadn't worn them in almost a year and if they went missing she wouldn't even notice. They were supposed to go to charity, Charlie recalled. They'd all forgotten. The woman held a Carolina Herrera dress up to her body and twirled like Cinderella. Charlie half expected the strange woman to leave after that, but she didn't. She left the basement and krept her way upstairs. Charlie tracked her through the cameras, her Good Luck Charlie mug full of masala chai in hand. This was getting interesting. She texted Ryley, the only other person who was home.. Aly'sha didn't count, she was sleep and practically dead to the world.

'You seeing this?'

'Hell yeah. Who the hell is this bold?' Ryley responded instantly.

'Should we go down there?' Charlie asked. The woman snatched an ombre sienna and amber candle from a fall display and she seemed to be tickled pink, her honey complexion heating. She really likes candles, Charlie thought.

'Nah, let's watch to see what she does,' Ryley responded. Again, the woman crept quietly upstairs and Charlie braced herself to come face to face with the intruder. With another warm sip of tea she watched the woman disappear into Angel's room. Unfortunately, there were no cameras there. That would've been too invasive. Charlie stepped into the hall spotting Ryley's head peeping from her door. Silently, they padded to Angel's room and peered into the room, staying low. The woman was searching through drawers and just as Charlie was about to speak up, she did something odd. She grabbed a lighter and lit all twenty of Angel's elegant white Mariah Carey candles. Ryley gaped, her eyes and mouth wide as the woman began to strip down to her cream colored bra and panties. "What the fuck," she mouthed. Charlie shrugged, just as thrown.

The woman put on a necklace Angel had left on her dresser and admired her own reflection. It was a dainty chain but the pendant was diamond and pearl. She definitely couldn't leave with that. She picked up two of the fat candles and what she did next made Charlie and Ryley look at each other and giggle silently. She poured the candlewax onto her chest, letting it trickle down and harden. Her small fingers traced the trail of stiffened white wax glued to her skin. It was like she was entranced.

"Waxplay," Ryley mouthed. They watched her repeat the process multiple times before footsteps could be heard downstairs. Checking the camera, Charlie saw that it was Angel. She decided to send a text.

'Sis, step quietly. There's a stranger in the house and she doesn't know we're here. We're watching her now.'

'Where ya'll at, I wanna watch,' Angel replied. In under a minute she was on the stairs. Her eyebrows cranked up in shock as she silently marched down the hall and to her room where Charlie and Ryley crouched. Looking inside, she saw the nearly naked woman getting her rocks off to the candlewax and almost sat back to watch until she noticed that the woman was wearing the necklace Erik had gifted her for Valentine's Day.

"Oh hell nah," she yelled causing the woman to jump in alarm. "Who da hell are you and why you got on my necklace? That's not okay! Take it off!"

The woman immediately fumbled to take off the necklace and place it back where she found it but she still had candlewax all over her titties. Charlie had to laugh. "Um, Miss.. Are you okay?"

The woman reddened, her greenish eyes sparkling. Eventually she recovered her speaking ability. "Uhh, yeah..," she waved, "Hi guys! I'm Kristina." Her childlike grin was nervous and betrayed the fact that she knew she was wrong. It was obviously an awkward situation. "...Uhuh...," Charlie smirked.

---

One hour later Kristina was fully clothed and baking a sweet potato pie in the kitchen like a happy homemaker while the wives discussed what to do with her.

"She found her way here, let her stay. Why not? She's harmless. We have the space. Besides.. she bakes," Charlie offered.

"Eh," Angel was conflicted. "She's a thief. I'm not sure that will fly with the rest of the Kompound. It's not solely up to us. Besides, Henny would catch a fit."

"I'M a thief. ERIK is a thief," Ryley stressed. "They'll get used to it. She's so cute and I like her. She's bold like us," she enthused.

"Perhaps," Angel said bringing the discussion to rest for the time being.

"Ladies," Kristina called from the kitchen excitedly. The trio followed their noses to meet her in the expansive kitchen. Not only had she made a pie, but she'd fried chicken and made a restaurant quality shrimp and pasta dish. Charlie faced Angel, a pleading look on her face. Angel knew exactly what it meant. Charlie wanted Kristina to stay. Again though, it wasn't completely up to them. The house had to agree.

---

Kristina sat in the middle of the living room surrounded by the judging and assessing stares of the wives. They interrogated her until she was lost for words, unsure of whether her answers were helping or hurting her case. She wanted to stay. It was an aesthetically beautiful home full of aesthetically beautiful people. She'd never seen so many beautiful women in one home to say they weren't in a sorority.

"So you knew this was the Udaku-Stevens house and you still broke in.. and not only did you break in, you stole," Bastion questioned, her sweet eyes narrowed.

"I didn't think you guys would miss it," Kristina said simply, "...Sorry. I gave it back."

The questions continued to fly and finally it was time to take a poll. "All in favor of keeping her, say YES," Kimora yelled. It was a split decision. Charlie, Ryley, Homie, and Poosy raised their hands. Hesitantly, Kimora raised hers.

"That's the majority," Kimora said. Hennessy turned back to Kristina who waited patiently. "Okay. You can stay. But I promise if you so much as TOUCH our husband..." The sentence didn't need to be completed for Kristina to get the point. She nodded enthusiastically. "Dont worry," she assured, "I have eyes for a completely different man." Hennessy nodded, convinced. Afterall, not only could Kristina throw down in the kitchen and handle all of their intense personalities... but she was also incredibly easy on the eyes.

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"Kristina," Hennessy paused in the middle of showing the woman around one of the guestrooms. The room would become her room from that point on to decorate and design how she wished. "..What's your sexual orientation?" Immediately Kristina's face heated.

"Well, I'm definitely not straight although I love men. Men are my preference, but I do bend if you know what I mean..."

"Good to know," Hennessy grinned impishly. She was already plotting Kristina's seduction. With a flirtatious bite to her lip, she twirled a piece of her long curly hair and backed out of the room. By the end of the month, she'd have Kristina laid out and moaning beneath her, she was convinced. "Erik said no side niggas..," she grinned on the way to Bastion's room. She needed to clue someone into her plan. "He never said no sidechicks..."

"What the hell is Henny doing," Charlie smirked from her room. She was still watching the camera feed of the hall, distracted from typing her client notes. Henny looked very suspicious.

'You catch what I just caught,' Ryley texted. Charlie's smirk turned into a full-blown grin.

'Henny up to something. I wanna know what,' Charlie responded.

'Way ahead of you,' Ryley texted.

To be continued.

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astralworld-blog1 · 7 years

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Donald Marshall (Thur. November 7, 2013) - WELL let's see... I open my eyes as a clone there a little while ago and I'm sitting in the stands, on the side of the arena... Vladamir Putin is sitting next to me and the seats are packed... I laughed because I couldn't believe the retard would sit so close to me, knowing I'll jam my thumbs throug his clones eyes... he puts on a snide face and says, "I have dat girl from "Poosie Riot". I said "HUH?! Whats that?" He said "you know, girl from Russian punk band" I said "I DON'T CARE YOU IDIOT!!! Do not bring me to this place you ass sucking loser!!!" He smiled, I was about to bite his face, and he starts talking about what he can do to her, trying to keep me occupied and still talking, I said "Throw her in the HOLE Vlad! I do not care, put her ina forced labor camp breaking rocks with a hammer, I don't care" He said " you helped her with songs in the past, you don't care what happen to her?" I said "no, no I don't give a shit, now fuck off you perverted child sucker" He said "you sure you don't care?" and LO AND BEHOLD guess who is there, the girl from the Pussy Riot band... and she's trying to insinuate that she is trapped there and is in trouble, crying... I remember this girl from the past, and she was no victim back then... she was actually very mean, the other bandmates too... so she walked over the long way, I was in an aisle seat, she could have come down those stairs, but instead wanted to carefully sidestep through the seats from the next stairway over... everyone shifting their legs as she passes... I've been in silimar situations before with these "victims" they play scared victim, then pull out a knife and stab you., she came over passed Vlad and I and sat on the steps next to me, I then had dirty russians on all sides of me, SO I stood up fast, grabbed her by her hair and lifted her from the ground bodily. I stepped down a few steps and pulled her over my head by the hair and whacked her into the stairs like someone would whap a fish on a wharf. then while still holding the hair whipped her up and launched her into the arena dirt... she landed on her back. I turned calmly and went back to my seat next to the devil Vladamir... he said "you is a eediot" then I made like I was going to it down and wrapped my arms around his head quick got a thumb in his clones eye and bit him on the cheek and shook like a wild dog... he stood up fast, I was swarmed from all sides. Got hit a few times... then Vlad said "oh just turn heem off" and all went black,... open my eyes again and I'm chained to a black 8x8 wooden cross on a small playform out in the arena. The Pussy Riot girl was there and crying asking why I'd done that, I said "to get you first retarded whore" she turned sour then, the face turned nasty looking like Now I can keel heem. She walked up with the knife, slashed my shoulder, then put the point against my face threateningly, Some people in the crowd without foreign accents protested, some woman said "I don't think you have the right to do anything to him whatsoever" Then the girl from the band, Tolokonikova [Nadezhda Tolokonnikova] or something looked panicky as if she is going to lose her chance to torture the victim... she said "but look what he done to me!!!" To which a guy in the crowd said "you had your pain sensors set to zero you little pig shut up, his are on full, you were just gonna show off until you stab em or something anyway" She cried and ran away, then Vladamir came out, picked the knife up and started carving my skin all over, then he looked over at the guy that had spoken in the crowd and said "you have a problem with ME doing diss?" Guy didn't reply, his whole family could end up aneurysmed if he talks against Russian "Corky" Then some Arabs came out,... looking just oh so enraged, like I'd killed their mother or something, and they didnt need a knife, they started tearing skin off gouging my eyes and pulling my guts out with their bare hands... dunno why, just something for the smelly retards to do I guess, otherwise all they have to say there is,... "Hallo I am Akbar,I am pervert and I kill people" They really have zero reason to speak to anyone there... they have no gimmick, the gimmick for them is their hatred of me... any excuse will do. Then when I was all bloody hanging off the cross guts hanging out, blue yellow n purple, Queen Elizabeth shuffled up and starts just scratching my face with her fingernails... they'd left me with a functioning eye so she could get it I guess... then she punctured it and I couldnt see anything, then there were various pains in different parts... then all was black, then I open my eyes off the cross in the dirt arena new clone body and I fell to the dirt as if I was in a seizure, pain pain pain memories of the previous death, then it was gone, and I stood up, I said you retards are the scuzziest perverted loser cowards in this world... and nearly everyone there broke out into insane laughter. Will continue update in comments list. --->

This is the girl from that shitty band,... her topless Church thing and time in prison is all one big advertisement for her goofy band and she is to become a manufactured Russian hero, She is a willing illuminati member who will do anyone there for promotion or publicity, zero virtue, this bitch is what some would call a piggish whore. (pardon my language) She does Vladamir and his pals whenever they want and has been promised a place in politics in the future as controlled opposition.

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