The Man of the House

16. The Final Frontiers

The little baby that Dad had seeded in his mistress was born. It was a little girl, and they named it Adora. He sent me a photo which I showed the others. There was definitely a resemblance there.

"Well," sighed Mom, "that's the final straw in my story as Mrs Wooldridge."

Dad had come back to us through the lawyer to ask if we wanted to reconsider the deal, and let him keep the property so we wouldn't have to go bankrupt. He presumably thought we would never be able to generate any cash to pay for it. I'm sure he was rubbing his hands gleefully, waiting for us to fail, and come crawling back for help - all the while appearing magnanimous.

To the lawyer's disappointment, I told him we didn't have anything to discuss, and, just to twist the knife a bit, asked if Dad was having trouble keeping his end of the deal and wanted to request our assistance. The lawyer hung up on me promptly. Dad later sent me a message with the link to the real estate advertisement for the apartment, writing, "I see you've been busy." Got us. He wouldn't be able to figure out where the rest of the money we needed would be coming from, though.

No, the real source of funds was the exploitation of our combined lovemaking. I now had made, pure profit, over fifty thousand dollars from OnlyFans. It was so much cash, it was blowing my mind. We had to start using it soon, and I simply had to tell Jordan...and Mom. I told him first.

"You remember how I said I had had an idea for making money a while ago?"

"Um, yeah, maybe..? Not really..."

"Well, ah...I started an OnlyFans account."

"You what?!" Jordan started, at once impressed and angry that I would be showing myself to every guy on the internet. "Does anyone know?"

"Well...I mean...lots of people do, but none of our acquaintances, I don't think. I'm sorry I didn't ask you first. I just wanted to try it and see if it would come to something."

Jordan paused for a minute, as the thought of men gawking over me sank in.

"Well, who's downloading it...and what are you putting on there?"

"You can't really tell who it is, but let me tell you, there's a lot of thirsty guys out there." I moved straight on to the important part. "Guess how much we're making from it!" I pressed into him with a smile.

His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when I told him what we would be making this month alone.

"What the fuck?! Those guys paying that much just to watch you flash your tits?" He asked. "Are you hiding your face, or can they see that, too?"

"Um...well, that's the thing. They're notonlypaying to see my tits."

"Oh..."

"They're mainly paying to see you fuck Mom on her bed, and cum on Harmony's face."

Jordan stopped instantly and went bright red. He swallowed, and his voice went to a whisper.

"You...you put us all on there?"

I looked at him sincerely.

"Yes, Baby. I'm sorry for not asking."

He looked at me, trying to beangry, then we smiled, and both burst out laughing.

"You are such a silly bitch!" He said affectionately, if such a thing is possible, kissing me lightly on the head. I snuggled up against his chest.

"Thank you Baby," I decided to take it as a compliment and move on. This was going to be our ticket to independence, so who cared.

When I told Mom, she was very ashamed.

"Oh my Goodness! Like a common harlot!...Well, I...I guess that's what I am now...Oh my, what will Sally think? And the others? Oooohh...if your father were ever to find out!"

We reassured her that it was only a handful of horny old men from the USA and a few other countries that were downloading material.

"Well...I hope so. Thank you for telling me," she finally said with a weak smile.

Jordan came and put his arm around Janice. "You don't mind, do you?" He asked.

She turned to him submissively.

"Of course not, my Love," she replied, kissing him on the lips. "I'm here to do whatever you want. Thank you for making it possible for us to stay here. You can film any part of me and show it to anyone you choose." He stroked her cheek as she smiled at him stupidly.

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Two days later, Mom announced out of the blue that she was going away for a few days. She didn't say where, but just that she wanted to give us a little space for ourselves. It was all very suspicious. Mom didn't have friends out of town, except back in Peterborough from years ago. It couldn't possibly be there.

Was she going to visit Robbie in the states? She wouldn't do so without needing our help to organize it. And wouldn't she have told us, anyway? She kept it very close to her chest, and I decided not to pry. But in the back of my mind, there was only one thought echoing off every wall in my head - had Mom found a new boyfriend? Really? Surely not. It just didn't add up.

It was a strange dynamic after she left - we hadn't been alone without Mom in the house, almost ever, since I met Jordan. We spent the first day fucking in every possible room. Then, when Harmony came in with the washing, I had her kneel down in the middle of the living room, visible from every corridor and the pool area, as Jordan flopped his gear out.

The way she looked at him when she took him in her mouth still blows my mind. I was recording it all, of course - I was going to have to tell her about the OnlyFans at some stage. But, she was benefiting from it, on the free rent angle, so...yeah. And once that girl got her mouth going, she would have had a mouthful of cum inside three minutes, if Jordan hadn't ripped her off and lifted her into the air.

He fell backwards onto the couch, and positioned her for a genuine impaling on his big dick. She took her time, sinking down onto it, kneading him, clamping down, as if a dozen supple hands were squeezing his entire length, inside her narrow tube. She came in and kissed him lovingly. I really needed to learn from this girl.

Jordan came hard inside her. I couldn't see his load but it seemed enormous. He was throbbing, holding onto her pretty boobs for support. Her arms were flailing around, her chest heaving with every squirt. I could see how much it meant to her. I wondered if she was taking any prevention, especially since she had been trying for a baby with Michael. She would surely say...wouldn't she?

They remained in the P in V position for quite a while, tenderly kissing, licking, tonguing. There was one final boundary I wanted them to cross.

"Tell Jordan you love him, Harmony."

If at all possible, even after having fucked my husband in front of me, Harmony blushed. Then, after a pause, a gentle:

"I love you, Jordan."

He looked at her with the most love-struck eyes I have ever seen. In another universe, these two were made for each other.

"Good girl." Yes, it was me who said it, this time.

"Is Michael home?" I continued.

She blushed again... "Um, yeah."

"You two stay here, and enjoy yourselves. I'll take your washing back in for you. Wait for me."

They smiled knowingly.

I headed in to the apartment, and found Michael at his desk. He apologized, and said he wasn't sure where Harmony was. So I told him. He froze. I came closer, close enough for him to touch me, if he had wanted. He sized me up and down uncertainly.

I reached out and began to stroke his arm. He seemed hesitant.

"Do you want me, Michael? You can have me right now if you want."

"Umm..what about Jordan?"

"He's busy at the moment."

"What about your baby?"

"It'll be fine. It enjoys that type of...exercise." With that, I leaned in and kissed him softly on the cheek, slowly working my way around, until our lips met. He opened for me, and I plunged in, giving him everything I had.

I ripped off my clothes, then his, taking his length in both hands. He was so handsome. It was that damned chocolate skin. So beautiful. My tits were bursting out of my swollen chest. I knew he had loved Mom's, and mine seemed to give him equal pleasure, even though they were literally half the size. He squeezed, and massaged, and suckled, and licked, and devoured them, as I stroked his head and called him a good boy.

Then I sat him down, just as Jordan had done with Harmony, and lowered myself gently onto his throbbing brown pole. I looked deeply into his eyes, and began to gyrate. It was only a few minutes before I was rocking back and forwards, my eyes in a crazed state, as I grabbed him with both hands and shouted, "Yes! Yes! YEESSS!" and clamped down hard on his cock as I came in rushing waves.

His tongue came to my mouth, and only moments later I felt him spurting inside of me, spraying my channels with his white goop. I was pressing my boobies into his face, and scraping my hands over his head, as I loved-patted him. I wanted to give him the same devotion I had forced Harmony to give Jordan. He grabbed my ass cheeks, his long fingers clutching my buns like two basketballs.

I pulled off gently and looked him in the eye. "I love you, Michael," I said sweetly, nodding and caressing his cheek. To save him from the agony of replying, I inserted my tongue back into his mouth, and we continued to make love for some time, before I thanked him, and told him I would come back whenever he wanted me to.

Harmony was waiting at the dividing door to the apartment when I stumbled back to the house in my post-coital bliss. I couldn't help giggling, and kissed her on the cheek, saying 'thank you' as she went by. I watched as she went in to her husband and embraced him lovingly.

'Yeah,' I thought, 'things are gonna be OK.'

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Mom returned home the following night, by taxi. I heard it out on the drive, and went out to help her with her bags. She had a big radiant smile on her face. I was completely befuddled, shaking my head at her.

"Well?" I was smiling along with her. "What have you been up to, Mom?"

"Oh, not much, Sweetie. Just took a little trip up the road."

"Up the road? Where to? Have you been seeing someone new?"

"Toronto."

I instantly went red. "Toronto?! Huh? I don't get it, Mom..."

Her smile was widening.

"You...you didn't go and see...Dad...did you?" I asked, spitting the word 'Dad' out like it was medicine.

"As a matter of fact, I did," Mum smiled.

A thousand thoughts rushed through my mind...would this jeopardize our agreements? Nullify the divorce? Of course, there was no issue, but my peanut brain went in all directions in that moment.

"What the hell did you talk about?"

"I just wanted to see him one more time, to say goodbye." She giggled.

"What the fuck, Mom - why are you giggling like a schoolgirl?" She gasped at my language.

"Oh Sweetie...it's just...Dad hadn't seen me for quite a while, you know, not since I had my hair and everything done differently, and you bought me all these nice clothes. I wondered if he appreciated that I look a bit more...feminine, now."

"Will you stop talking to me in fucking riddles, Mom?!" I half shouted, half laughed. "Sorry." I continued, lowering my voice. "Mom, what is it? What happened."

It all burst out at once. "I slept with your father."

"You WHAT?! You...you WHAT? You did him?"

She was nodding, a big grin on her face.

"You're divorced! Why the f...why would you do that, Mommy?"

"I'll tell you why, Sweetie...because...I'm having a baby." She smiled at me expectantly.

All the blood drained from my face, my voice dropping to a whisper.

"You...wh..what? How? With who?"

"The same man as you, my Love. With Jordan."

"Holy shit!" I took a step back. Two steps. Mom is having a baby with Jordan.

No. It can't be.I'mthe one having a baby with him. You can't be having one! Shit.

She's going to be like me. She really is. His second wife. Shit.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

"I...didn't know you could still have babies," I managed to gulp out, trying to suppress my emotions.

Mom came and wrapped her arms around me. "You're not upset with me, are you, Sasha?"

I had a quiet sob into her shoulders. "Yes. I am. Just. Just jealous. As usual."

"Don't worry. The reason I slept with your Father is so that he and others will think it was his baby, not Jordan's. And that means he'll have to pay extra support to us, too."

Holy shit. The lengths Mom was going to these days. That made me feel better. She was doing it for me. I cried properly. "I'm sorry, Mommy. I'm such a hopeless daughter."

She consoled me in her embrace for a while. "Your baby is the one that matters. That will be our heir, my grandchild, the one who will inherit from us. Mine will be someone to keep me company when I'm old. It will be ours, but in a different way."

"Oh, Mom! Things are so complicated! Every time I think they're perfect, something happens and it messes with me."

"It's OK, Sweetie."

Jordan came out and found us in a highly elevated state. He was clearly unaware of the news. He almost went into shock.

"Yeah, well, that's what happens when you cum inside a girl, Jordan, as you may know by now," I said, cynically. "You're starting to build up a bit of a collection here..."

'Geez...' I wondered silently, 'I had better ask Harmony if she is on something or not.'

We went back inside, and I hit the hay. I was too exhausted for any more surprises.

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Harmony was coming in regularly to do chores in the house. A lot of them. And Jordan was taking full advantage. She was in our room, on our bed, with her ass up high in the air, being fucked frequently.

I wanted to make sure Michael was being looked after. He was still fragile. The next morning was a Saturday, and I decided to whisper in Mom's ear that maybe she would like to spend some time with him. She wasn't in her room, or around the living area. She must have been out. I decided I would go back and see Michael myself. I had really enjoyed having him inside me, his soft, gentle touch was really nice. Maybe he would like some more.

I knocked politely on the apartment door, and entered. I didn't hear any sound so I tiptoed further in. Once I got to the end of the corridor, a sight met my eyes. The reason I hadn't been able to find Mom in the house was because she was in here, on her knees, in the process of lovingly ministering to the tip of Michael's penis, while he looked down at her lovingly, stroking her cheek. Harmony was right there. She was behind Michael, holding him, embracing him: fully supportive of Mom taking him into her mouth. It was so beautiful to watch the mutual support and love unfolding in front of me.

They noticed me, but kept going. Mom took Michael and sat him down on the couch, then came for him, hungrily, seating herself on his cock, and completely smothering him with her tits and her girth. She wrapped her arms around him like a crusher. He seemed to be loving it. Harmony was cooing at him, encouraging him softly to fuck her, to take her. Their bodies moved together in long, slow strokes, as they heaved in unison. She felt over the shape of his head, just as I had been doing. She brought her tits to his mouth so he could suck on her.

Finally, she began groaning madly, looking deeply into his eyes, between kisses, "Oooaaah, yeeeasss, Michael. Cum inside me...Fill me up with your semen. I'm your good little girl. I'll do what you want me to." And on command, he did. A jet stream of cum ejaculated from his cock, and both his legs stiffened madly. Janice continued to cup his face, kissing him lovingly, and cooing his name for the next five minutes. Michael was being looked after. I was happy about that.

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A chapter of my life was closing, and a new one beginning. At least, that's how it felt. From a period of chaos, and fear, to one of certainty and pleasure. It had been a bit of a whirlwind, but things were in a good place, now. We had all received so much satisfaction and satiation, and I had an endless amount of material to masturbate to. I was also in the process of becoming rich. We were going to earn everything we needed before the time expired to pay off Dad.

The OnlyFans page started becoming ridiculously popular. We had requests from other users to get involved with them, and, well...we did. Two different couples came to join us at different times. One was a huge bull of a black man with a hammer of a cock that made Jordan look small. The strain and fear on my face as he entered me still makes me cum when I watch it again (and again, and again). His wife had ridiculous curves and giant tits.

I was sure by then that Jordan had a thing for black women. He was spouting cum all over the place when they were with us. These people had their own accounts and social media adult pages, and were cross-promoting us, so it all worked to just make us even more popular. I ended up having to do bi-weekly showings from my room, just to keep people on the leash, coming back for more all the time. I loved having Mom in there, showing a little bit, feeling my tummy. It was all so sexy.

All of Harmony's videos with Jordan got extreme numbers of hits. The love they shared, the looks in their eyes. People didn't just want to see tits and cumshots, they wanted to see real love. And you could see that with the two of them. They were so thirsty for each other. Every time. Her soft kisses and feminine whimpers, her pouting lips and hungry eyes. I understand how regular people's marriages fail when they happen to meet their true soul mate afterwards. She was so damn beautiful.

Harmony was also very embarrassed about the OnlyFans when I told her, but she acquiesced when I said they would be living more or less for free from now on.

Mom started embracing the humiliation scene more and more, as her pregnancy became slightly visible. She could not get enough of being handcuffed, strapped to beds, and spanked and pissed on in all kinds of positions. The ultimate for her was when we made her a cow, painted her face, and had her drink milk from me. That is still one of the most amazing experiences I have had during sex.

I decided to use some of the money that was coming in, long before we had saved up enough to repay our debt to Dad. I paid for us to take holidays in the Bahamas and Europe. We hired a proper video guy and filmed sex scenes in exotic places on the way. I had already been to the bank in the city, and shown them my income stream, somewhat red-faced, and they had no problem approving up to two hundred thousand dollars of loan for me if I wanted, with our property as security. I left there relieved. We had backup. And we probably weren't even going to need to use it.

When we arrived back from holidays, Harmony came to tell us that she was expecting. I wanted to wrap my arms around her, but wasn't sure if it was happy or sad news. Michael was sure it must be Jordan's, but Harmony had convinced him it was his, and their activity with us had re-invigorated him. I'm sure neither of them believed it, but whatever. I was so glad when she broke into a smile, and I could hug her and congratulate her properly. Jordan did the same. It would be Harmony and Michael's baby. No paternity tests, nothing.

I eventually sent the OnlyFans link to Dad as a kind of final act of defiance. He would surely always claim that he never looked at it, of course. I would never find out, as we never spoke again. None of us. He might be alive, he might be dead. Well, I'm pretty sure he's alive, because his photo is still on the law firm website. I hoped his new wife and little girl were going well. In one way I felt sorry for him, losing his family and home and all, but, he did make his own bed.

Wewould be having a happy ending. My future lay in this beautiful neighborhood, with a wide array of fuck-friends and family. My triple Ds were here to stay, and Jordan, and Mom, and Michael, and Harmony, and Sally, and whoever else we invited into our house couldn't get enough of them. I would continue being an obedient and desirable housewife for the rest of my days. And I would be ready at any time to please the man of the house.