This time she found him taking a hike through the Grand Canyon . The man once known as Salamando strode
along the paved path that traveled along the top part of the canyon, walking
amongst the other tourists as he took in the majestic view of one of North America ’s most famous natural landmarks. Coming to
one of the main observation platforms, he got right to the edge of the railing,
peered over, and nodded.
“Yep. That sure is a hole, alright.”
When no one was looking in his direction, Kat simply appeared a few feet behind him, and
stepped up next to him, leaning on the rail. “It’s funny. I can perceive the
entirety of the universe if I want, but it’s the little-big things on your own
planet that still make you appreciate it.”
Sal had developed something of an intuition for when an Omny
was about to appear, so he wasn’t startled. That, or he had just gotten used to
it. It helped a bit that he knew none of them other than Cyl or Kat were going
to outright jump him unprovoked now. Without looking, he reached over and put
an arm around her shoulder. She leaned into him, slipping an arm around his
lower back, and a glimmer of psychic warmth passed between them.
“Technically, this isn’t your own planet. This is Earth. You
lived on Thrae.”
“Same difference,” she said. “Honestly, if it weren’t for my
cosmic awareness, I couldn’t tell which was which half the time, unless
something obviously supernatural was going on.”
“I don’t think Salamando ever quite figured it out himself,”
he said. “First it was it’s own very distinct and different Omny World, then
post-reset it became Earth with open acceptance of magic, but he never actually
delved into what the cultural consequences of that would be. So it’s still
basically just Earth, but occasionally there’s someone with a super power
running around.”
“As one of those someone’s, I’m certainly not complaining!”
said Kat. “Speaking of running around, how’s the life of a comparatively freer
man?”
Sal made a small smile. “Going alright. I mean, I’d already
had a bit of a break, but it’s nice being able to go more than a week on Earth
or Thrae without getting waylaid. But, uh, I did end up making some
arrangements.”
“Oh?” She looked up at him. “Anything I should worry about?”
“Like Cyl said, if I go to any of the others’ Worlds, I have
to go by their terms. Jax, Reignbeau, Demi, Wyllow, and Whitney say I don’t
have to worry about anything, I can go to their places whenever without a
problem. Wyllow did remind me that since she’s my back-up guardian, she’s got
the right to jump me whenever she’s filling in for Cyl.”
Kat gave an amused smile. Wyllow was practically attached to
the hip to her girlfriend Demi, so any Plaything of one was inevitably shared
with the other. However, having joined the two Mingles on a couple of their Realplay
adventures, Kat had gotten to know them well enough to consider them at least
casual friends. Likewise, seeing how they’d interacted with Sal previously, Kat
wasn’t worried about Wyllow or Demi abusing that little loophole. If there was
any other Omny besides Cyl that she’d trust with Sal, it was those two. Aside
from just being a nice pair of girls, they were as respectful as Omnys got
about other people’s limits.
“I wouldn’t really mind if you fooled around with the
Mingles,” said Kat. “Long as they don’t get in my way!”
Sal laughed. “We’ll see what happens. But along those lines,
Whitney’s still up for making deals with me, too. She’s fine letting me crash
at her mansion now and then, but if I wanted something else from her, I’d have
to lend her my body in exchange.”
“Not sure what she could give you that I couldn’t,” said Kat
with a frown.
Sal shrugged. “Me neither, but who knows? I think she just
said it to put it out there. She’s been playing her Merchant role in some of
the Realplay Quests the other Omnys host for their Playthings. I’ve been
thinking of joining a couple of those, so I might somehow end up in a situation
where in order to proceed on a Quest chain, I have to do a deal with her. I’m
pretty sure she’ll just have me do a couple shifts as a Party Toy or something.”
“Oh, the horror,” said Kat, smirking. Of course, they both
knew the strain such a situation could put even on Sal, who fantasized about
being used and abused in such a way. But Whitney’s parties were tame compared
to some of the other Omnys’ games, and if done as an agreeable arrangement,
there were certainly worse deals to make.
“Devi and I never really interacted much before anyway, so
we’ll just keep staying out of each other’s hair. She did ask me to stay out of
Aztlazon unless I had some pressing need to be there. If she catches me there
without a good reason, she’ll trap me in her dungeon for a week for being a
nuisance.”
“Oof.” Kat had observed the harsh femdom reality of tribal
lesbian societies from afar, and even if she had been interested in fooling around with girls, she definitely
wouldn’t want to be trapped there herself.
Sal waved it off. “Not like I was planning to go there much
anyway.” He kept going down the list. “Lettie said she doesn’t mind leaving me
alone, but if I hang out for too long in Artemis, I owe her a session.”
Kat smirked at that. Lettie was overwhelming, but at least
she took care of her Toys when she was done with them.
“Illia said she’ll ignore me, but if I go to Hush Mountain
Kat winced, and gave him a comforting squeeze. She refrained
from making a comment about the brutal redhead in particular.
“Osha said our Author is a jerkface for ending the series
right after her debut story,” said Sal. “So I owe her a nice long
tease-and-please session to pay her back. She won’t do anything without your
approval, though.”
Kat chuckled. “She came to me, actually, asking if she could
have at least one session with you. She kind of did get cheated on the timing.”
She looked up to him. “You up for it? She might tease you to tears, but she
seems the really friendly sort, and she takes care of her lovers. She said
she’ll agree to a safe word.”
Sal felt his cock swell a bit at the thought of a new Omny
experience that sounded pretty even handed, as far as Omnys went. “Well, if
it’ll make her feel more welcome,” he said with a sly smile.
Kat laughed again. “All you complain about being the Omny bicycle
and you can’t resist that new pussy.”
Sal returned an affectionate squeeze. “You’re still my
number one pussy.”
Kat gave his cock a little pleasure zap, forcing him to tent
his pants awkwardly. “You bet your cute little ass.”
He glanced around before he adjusted himself, mostly out of
habit since he knew Kat wasn’t going to let them get into trouble. “So,” she
said, her smile sobering a bit. “Guess that just leaves the Big Two, hmm?”
Sal hesitated. “Well, Shady and Megan say I’m a flat out
open target for both of them on their Worlds. They’ll jump me whenever,
however, and they won’t protect me from their Worlds’ dangers. So, barring some
pressing need for it, I’m just going to avoid going to them. Shady didn’t
really seem too upset by it, though. I’m just another guy she likes to mess
with. She might pull a prank on me
now and then just to annoy both of us.”
Kat sighed, but still had a bemused smirk. “Eh, if it comes
up, I’ll deal with it. If she gets to be an actual problem, I’ll deal with
that, too, but I think I got her number by now.”
“If you’re sure.”
“She just wants attention.”
Sal gave a short laugh. “True enough.” Then he sobered up
some. “Megan, though, she actually got a little pissed.” He hesitated, then
said, “I don’t know if she’s brought it up with you yet, but I think she got used
to using me as a release valve.”
Kat scowled. “Well, tough shit, she’ll have to find a new
one.” She really did not enjoy the thought of letting the bitter brunette have
her way with Sal, especially when she was the most outright vicious of the
Omnys to him. Domina, at least, for as horrible as she could get, saw fit to
ignore their author’s avatar.
To her surprise, though, Sal held up a placating hand and
said, “I know you two don’t get along, even if you’re able to be civil. So I
made a deal with her, if you’re okay with it. She can have me one day a year,
if she doesn’t fight with you, and I don’t give her a chance by going to one of
her worlds in the meantime.”
Kat’s scowl shifted to a stern frown. “Between me and Cyl, I
can guarantee to get her to stay backed off.” She paused, then raised an
inquisitive eyebrow. “Unless you like
her abusing you?”
Sal frowned a bit. “I don’t know. I mean, obviously not to
the degree that she gets. She makes it hurt
sometimes, really hurt. But, I don’t
know. Some dark shit left over from being Salamando, I guess. I still get these
little mood relapses where sometimes I kind of want to get hurt.”
Kat gave him another squeeze. “I can hurt you.”
Sal took her free hand and kissed it. “I know. But you wouldn’t
do it hatefully.”
“I don’t think she actually hates you.”
He shrugged. “Maybe not. Actually, I think she was starting
to cool off on that. But part of that was her using me to work through her own
issues. Telling her she can’t anymore, I think that’s reset some of the
bitterness. So, I don’t want to lose progress on that, I guess.” He shifted a
bit awkwardly. “Also, I suppose in a weird way, her terrorizing me kind of
reminds me not to get too full of myself in this whole sex fantasy paradise.
That could also just be weird hang-ups leftover from Salamando, though.”
Kat frowned as she matched his gaze, but after a moment,
said, “Well, if you’re really sure,
I’ll sign off on it, as long as she doesn’t go full Domina on you.”
“Compared to what I was going through before, I think I can
take it.”
Kat let out a breath. “Alright then. But only one day a year. And that year
starts today.”
“Fair enough.”
She leaned in and kissed him, and Sal shivered as her lips
sent powerful pleasure pulses through his body. His cock surged to full mast
between them, and he tried to pull back to gasp. She brought up a hand to lock
his face to hers, while she ground his hips against her. Sal clutched at her as
his hips bucked, and he came right in his pants! Except his semen didn’t stain
his slacks. Instead, Sal tasted his own salty spunk as Kat teleported each
burst into her mouth, and forced him to share the load!
An Omny’s touch made for a greater-than-average climax, and
Sal was forced to give at least three times as much semen as normal. Kat
swallowed half, and didn’t let him go until he swallowed the rest. Feeling him
squirm helplessly and cum so fiercely, Kat shivered in a mini-climax of her own
just from the psychic energy feedback.
Finally, she let the kiss break, and Sal leaned heavily on
the railing, huffing. Kat smirked down at him, and he gave her a slightly wary
look. That was the first time she’d done that sort of trick!
“That’s for making sexy deals with other women without
consulting me first,” she said with a smirk. “Do it again, and I’ll hand you
over to Megan for an extra day myself.”
“F-fair enough,” he said, still a little breathless, but
grinning slightly. Despite his huge burst just now, the thought of Megan and Kat looming over him made his cock
stay stubbornly hard!
Kat gave him a pat on the back. “Speaking of seeing other
people, though, I actually came to talk to you about meeting someone else.”
Sal composed himself and stood up straight again. “Oh?”
“Yes.” Kat smiled almost sheepishly. “I, um. Well. You know
how important Ben is to me.”
“Of course.”
“I couldn’t help but share more about my situation as an
Omny. I told him about you, and about all the other versions of us. In fact, I showed him the other versions of us. I
made Created copies of all our different selves, all the superheroes and
adventurer versions. I even remade our Civero selves, though they were basically
the same as us. And we all sat and talked, and at the end, I decided to merge
us all together, combining their memories with ours.”
Kat stood back and smiled wide as she spread her arms in a
“ta-da” gesture. “I’m not just Thrae Kat anymore. Not just Civero Kat
reincarnated. I’m Thrae Kat, and
Civero Kat, and superhero Kat, and adventurer Kat, and dream girl Kat, and all the iterations between. And the same
goes for Ben. I’ve remade us into our Ultimate Selves!”
Sal looked at her a little stunned. Then his face went a
little pale. “Does, uh, that include the evil versions?”
Kat’s grin turned wicked, and her green eyes flashed with a
spark of power, placing her hands on her hips in a power pose. “Especially the evil versions!”
Sal gulped nervously. “Well, I suppose I deserve what’s
coming to me, then.”
Kat held her stance for a dramatic moment, then broke down
into laughter. She clapped Sal gently on the shoulder. “Oh, I’m just fucking
with you! No, I didn’t include the mirror world supervillains in the meeting.
You didn’t exactly do anything with them beyond the surface level gimmick
anyway. And when I say alternate versions of Ben, I mean Ben in specific, not
your other neurotic takes on yourself.” She chuckled again as she saw Sal
visibly relax with a short sigh. “Also, I didn’t really merge us all together or anything. I did telepathically
share memories between us, so Ben and I know our other selves lives pretty
intimately, but we’re still our Thrae selves first and foremost.”
She paused and pondered it for a moment. “Well, maybe I
shouldn’t say there’s no influence at
all. I definitely feel more outgoing than I used to. But that could also just
be because I was already making myself get out of the house more, so to speak.”
“Demi and Wyllow broke you in, huh?” said Sal, still looking
relieved.
“Ha! Maybe so.” She grinned. “Also, I did make my Ben an
Empowered. He’s probably the strongest male Empowered in the Omnyverse,
actually.”
“Jeez. Did you make him a Grand?”
Kat laughed. “Oh, no, nothing like that. I didn’t think the
other Omnys would approve of a guy being that
powerful. We do still have that whole femdom paradigm thing going on! Plus, I
didn’t want his abilities to be dependant on sex. I just gave him the powers of
his superhero selves, so now he’s a high-level fire elemental, with telekinesis
and super speed.”
“Wow. That’s a pretty good set.” Sal found himself pursing
his lips and looking off into the distance a bit as he recalled the many
non-erotic stories he never got around to.
Kat frowned and stepped up next him again, rubbing his back.
“Hey. What’s wrong?”
He leaned against the rail again, looking out across the
canyon. “I know we’ve talked it over before, but part of me still feels kinda
bad I never wrote much with you two until the erotica. I spent so long having
you as those adventurers in my head, but hardly any of that got written.”
Kat smiled. “Sal, here in your head, all your adventures
about Ben and me, it all happened, as real as any officially published story.
Sure, you didn’t sell a book or a comic about us. But you did write us into some things that some other people read, you did
tell your friends about us. You told our story to some capacity. Just because
you didn’t end up with a high-paying career as a novelist with us as your
iconic cultural phenomenon characters doesn’t mean you failed us as people.”
He nodded and made a small smile. “I know. Sorry.”
“It’s okay. I get it.”
“Thanks.”
She kissed him again, sending a little psychic glimmer of
reassurance. “No problem. But, like I said, I told him about you. And he wants
to meet you.”
Sal swallowed a bit nervously. “Does he really?”
“Wouldn’t you, in his shoes? You’re both self-inserts. You
might not be our Author directly anymore, but you were when you wrote us.”
“Another fair point.”
“You up for it, then?”
“Are you asking as my Omny?”
Kat smiled with a mixture of bemusement and sympathy. “I’m
asking as your dream daughter to come meet your dream son.”
He blanched. “Did you have
to phrase it that way?”
“I might have picked up a few bad lines from Shady.”
He thought it over for a few long moments. “Well, I guess it
can’t hurt.”
And with that, Kat made sure no one was looking, then
teleported them to her World.
***
They appeared in a private mountain resort, with a large natural
spring pool area. Lirio de Fogo, part of Kat’s World of Paramour Powers, was a
tropical island nation, so such little touristy areas were common throughout.
Sal glanced around, not expecting another public location. However, the place had
a sparse number of people, a couple bartenders and some couples in swimsuits
lounging around, all minding their own business.
One guest in particular, however, immediately caught Sal’s
eye. This noteworthy redhead sat at a table on the far side of the pool. Sal
swallowed nervously as Kat started to walk towards him. She noticed him
hesitate and turned back, cocking an eyebrow at him. He glanced at her. “Kat,
I… actually, I don’t know about this.”
She tilted her head a bit, giving him a bemused smile. “What?
You nervous? Don’t be. He’s got more reason to be nervous than you, and he’s
not.”
“That’s kind of my point. He’s a self-reference, but… like…”
“What?”
“I don’t know. I guess I’m just feeling kind of embarrassed.
Like facing yourself, but a you that’s a better version of you. He’s a capable
guy in his own right, and now he’s seen all his superhero selves. I’m our
Author’s neurotic cast-off.”
Kat wagged a finger at him. “Now, now, let’s not fall back
onto bad habits. No self-deprecation! You’ve said it yourself, you’ve grown
beyond just being Salamando’s ghost.” She smirked. “But, if it will make you
feel more even with him…” She pointed a finger at Sal, instantly stripping him
naked!
Across the pool, Ben also jumped as he, too, was fully
stripped. He looked around, and saw Kat and Sal near the pool’s bar. None of
the other guests seemed to notice the sudden nudity, or didn’t bother to
comment if they did. Of course, like all the denizens of this World, they were
Kat’s Created Natives. They weren’t going to do anything even if they did
notice.
Sal let out a breath. “Kat! You don’t have to do that!”
She giggled, and flicked her finger upwards, causing Sal to
float off the ground a few inches. He felt as if he was suddenly weightless and
an invisible hand was pulling him up by his cock. “Of course I don’t. But if
you can even believe it, I kind of like the idea of two naked redheads flanking
me!”
Sal’s cock, still half-hard from her earlier attentions,
rose fully in response to her casual use of her power over him. Kat coaxed his
erection to throb at maximum stiffness, and did the same for Ben across the
pool. The other redhead glanced around a bit, confirmed his nudity wasn’t
making a scene, then stood, and started walking towards them. Kat went to meet
him halfway, tugging Sal along with a beckoning of her finger.
“I can walk myself,” Sal said, flushing.
Kat glanced back at him, then grinned. “Oh, sorry. Got
caught in the moment.” She set him down, and he followed behind her on his own.
Her grin widened as she watched both of her lovers’ cocks wagging before them
as they walked, their delightful mortal organs straining towards the sky!
The trio came together halfway along the large pool’s edge.
The two redheads looked at each other, eyes widening a bit in up close
appraisal. Even fully expecting it, it was utterly uncanny to see the
resemblance. The only real difference was their hair length; Ben kept his cut
neat and short, while Sal had let his grow out long.
Ben was the first to break the ice. He cracked a grin and
held out his arms wide. “Hey, Dad!”
Sal gave him a flat expression. However much they might look
the same, Ben was definitely more distinct from Sal in personality. A bit more
extroverted, a bit quicker on the wit, and a lot less of a mental wreck just
from a notable lack of their author’s depression.
Sal put a hand on his hip as he gestured to himself. “Technically
speaking, I think I qualify as your brother at this point.”
Ben shrugged. “Let’s settle for Uncle.”
“How about we just skip the potential incest jokes. This
whole situation is degenerate enough as it is.”
Ben made an exaggerated sigh, but gave him a sardonic smile.
“Jeez, Kat was right. You are a buzzkill.”
“Be glad you didn’t get that side of me,” said Sal, with a
smirk. “But don’t take it too seriously. It’s just my brand.”
Ben laughed. “Hey, it’d be boring if we were the same
character after all.”
Sal hesitated a moment, then stepped forward, offering a
hand and forcing a small smile. “Sorry. Lot of
mixed emotions. It is interesting to meet you, though.”
Ben shook his hand, smiling back. “Yeah, I understand.” He
turned and motioned to the pool. “You, uh, want to get comfortable?”
“Sure,” said Sal. The two men went into the water, settling
into rocks carved in such a way as to make some comfortable seats that let them
lean back. The recline was enough to bring the water almost up to their chests,
but positioned their rumps so the heads of their cocks poked up out of the
surface.
Both men noticed this, and both blushed a little. Both men
weren’t entirely strangers to being around other naked men, though neither was
gay or even bi. And, of course, they looked just like each other, so it wasn’t
like each of them had something the other didn’t, quite literally. But there
was something about confronting your self-image so brazenly that reminded them
that, even though this was a social visit, it was also in the context of a very
sexually charged atmosphere.
Of course, it didn’t help that Kat had primed their cocks to
stay at maximum erection, just to keep them both equally exposed and
vulnerable. Ben, who had a lot more curiosity and a lot less baggage going into
this, relaxed more easily, however, smiling calmly, while Sal stayed a bit on
edge.
Kat came over, walking on the water’s surface between them
for a moment, smiling down at the two with her hands on her hips. “Ah, my two beautiful
boys, together at last! We are definitely
doing a spit-roast before this is over.”
Their cocks throbbed
at the idea of railing her from both ends!
“S-sure, Kat,” said Sal, softly.
Ben cocked an eyebrow at him. “I dunno, man. Sounds kinda
gay.”
Kat smirked. “It’s only gay if you make eye-contact!” She
and Ben laughed, and Sal gave a nervous chuckle.
The two men were sitting with an empty rock-chair between
them, and the chairs were spaced out at an arm’s length. Kat let herself drop
into the water, settling into the middle seat, then shifted their positions
with a thought. The separate chairs they’d been sitting in reconfigured into something
of a couch formation, bringing the three close enough together that she could
comfortably reach out and grasp each of their cocks. The two boys let out a
gasp as Omny Energies sent strokes of pure pleasure through their needy organs,
just from her touch!
She smiled warmly as she let the pleasing energies tease
them at a low pulse. “Okay, I’ll let you two have some guy time for a bit. But
you know me! I can’t quite help myself! Gotta do something a little mean to
make it fun!” The two boys could only huff and squirm as she coaxed their cocks
with stronger pleasure pulses.
She looked to Ben, smiling warmly. “I want you two to know
that you’re both very special to me. You really are my perfect lovers. There’s
no competition here.”
She looked to Sal, smiling slyly. “You are both mine,
equally, to watch over, and do with as I please. So, if nothing else, you have
that in common to bond over! But I’ll give you one more thing before I let you
be.”
She grinned as she said. “I’m making your penises resonate
with each other! You’ll both feel each other’s pleasure and blue ball pressure! Have fun, boys!” And with a laugh, she
vanished just as she sent a hard bolt of ecstatic stimulation through their
cocks, making the two boys cry out in a hard edging! The two helpless redheads
writhed in their Goddess’s wicked power for a minute, churning the water as
they bucked in their seats, and their cocks jerked in the air in a blocked
attempt to cum!
Then the moment passed, and the two sagged back, equally
woozy. After taking a couple minutes to compose themselves, they straightened
up a bit. Their cocks stayed rock hard, the heads breaching the surface as the
two sat there, blushing a bit.
Ben broke the silence. “Feisty minx, huh?”
Sal smiled slightly. “Yeah. Little bit.”
Just as they started to calm down fully, the light pleasure
pulses started again. They looked a bit nervously at one another, waiting to
see where this was going. Another minute passed, and the light pulses, while
very pleasant, didn’t really build enough to edge them again.
So, a little awkwardly, the two resumed talking.
“S-so,” said Sal. “What are you doing these days when Kat’s
not riding you?”
“Translator,” said Ben. “Mostly working with books and
manga.”
“Oh, that’s neat! What languages do you know?”
“English is my first language, but otherwise I already know
Russian, Japanese, French, and Spanish pretty well. I’m working on German and
Mandarin now, so I know a bit of both.”
Sal nodded thoughtfully. That added up pretty well. When he
had created the World of Civero, he’d based the various fantasy countries
languages on real world languages. Grannin was English, Ashim was Russian,
Elyssian was Japanese, Modern Curra was Spanish. It made sense that this
version of Ben, reborn onto the World of Thrae, itself an alternate version of
Earth, would know the equivalent languages of his Civeron self.
Sal only knew English and had been terrible at learning
other languages. So, even considering the story circumstances, he was impressed!
“That’s pretty amazing. You already know a bunch, and you’re still learning
more.”
Ben smiled a bit sheepishly. “Well, Kat actually gave me a Blessing
recently to speed-learn and fully retain other languages, so I only need a few weeks
of study to speak them fluently for life.” He laughed. “For the record, I did
know Russian and Japanese pretty well, and I was pretty decent at Spanish,
before she gave me the Blessing. The rest I knew a bit of before, but I’ve been
speed-learning them since. It’s a big cheat, but the fact I still have to
actually commit to studying it still helps me keep some passion for it.”
“That’s good,” Sal said. “I’m glad she’s taking care of
you.”
The two paused as the pleasure pulses increased a bit in
intensity.
“Well, I’m glad she’s looking after you, too,” he said.
“From the sounds of things, I think you really needed her.”
Sal frowned. “Maybe. I don’t know. I presume she’s told you
everything about how and why I created you two. She’s my dream girl, you’re the
version of me who gets to be with her, the version of me she would actually
want to be with. If she’d been real in my world, I know I wouldn’t have been an
ideal partner for her. And she probably wouldn’t have been for me, to be
honest, not the version of her I first made anyway. It only works out here,
because this is a fantasy made real.”
He shrugged. “But whatever. I’m not even the same man I was
when I got dragged in here.” He looked to Ben and motioned between the two of
them. “Even just this, I wasn’t the sort of guy who could handle being in an
open relationship. Even knowing you’re another me, under normal circumstances,
us sharing her would probably be pretty gutting for me. But with everything
I’ve experienced, with the situation I’m in now, I don’t even know what’s
‘supposed’ to work for me anymore. I just know I’m happy to be with her, and as
shitty as it sounds, the fact she still prioritizes us, two versions of the
same person, as her ‘real’ lovers, that’s gratifying in a way I almost forgot I
could feel.”
The pleasure pulses increased again.
Ben smirked, even as his breathing deepened. “Well, you know
she fucks other people, too, right?”
“Y-yeah,” Sal said. “Created people. Some of the other Omnys
are making lovers for each other. And they’re just as real as we are, so the
difference is semantics. But you know what I mean. We’re still special in her
eyes.” He shrugged again. “Anyway, I’m rambling. I don’t really know what to
talk about.”
The two paused as the pulses became more intense, running
faster through their cocks. The two shivered and clutched the edges of their
seats as the pulses drew them once more towards climax, only to force them to
edge again. The two took a minute to huff and squirm and shudder through the
blocked release, and then caught their breaths when the pulses faded back down.
“S-so…” said Sal. “Wh-what else is on your mind?”
“I guess,” said Ben. “I’d like to know what drove you to be
a writer?”
“God, I don’t even know anymore,” said Sal with a sardonic
laugh. “Escapism, initially, I think. I didn’t have, shall we say, an
emotionally functional family life growing up. Things were alright with my
father, but he was kind of distant. It was my mothers that really fucked me up
emotionally, and I don’t have to be telepathic to know you’re about to say, ‘well,
that explains a few things.’”
Ben had, in fact, been about to say exactly that, but
instead he cracked a grin as Sal predicted his next line. The pleasure pulses
ebbed to a slow, soft stroke so as not to interrupt just yet.
“Mostly, I just was in my own head a lot when I was younger.
Also, a big reason I drew my own comics and wrote my own stories, is because I
couldn’t get the real things throughout most of my childhood. My folks
repeatedly banned me from video games, television, toys, and comics. I didn’t
have the money to buy stuff on my own until my late teens, and they refused to
buy me any of that stuff themselves. So I wrote and drew my own stuff to make
up for it. I even used to design video game levels on grid paper.”
Sal shook his head. “Man, if I had been born twenty years
later, I might have ended up just doing game development, what with all the
Maker programs they got out now.” He shrugged and gave another sardonic
chuckle. “Well, whatever. If I’d been born a hundred years later, I’d be able to program holodecks by thought
with a brain chip, I’m sure.”
“Could still do all that now,” said Ben. “Learn programming
and such. You have forever to do it.”
Sal smirked. “Yeah. Means I can procrastinate for eternity.”
The two chuckled, and then jumped as the pleasure pulses ramped
back up. Before they could get another word in, the two shuddered and gasped in
another edging.
After catching their breaths, Sal continued. “I never had
the goal to become a professional writer. It was a hobby to bleed all my ideas
out. It literally never even occurred to me I could try to submit my stories to
a magazine until I was almost in college. I was like that with a lot of my
craft, shit just never even crossing my mind until well after it should have
been obvious.
“And I was always ramshackle and scatterbrained, creatively.
I had no direction or mentorship to actually learn things in any constructive
way when I was younger, so I never cemented good skill habits. I was pretty
much self-taught, and I’m a poor teacher. A lot of my ideas were surface-level
shallow for a long time. A lot of power set gimmicks or world ideas or
character ideas with no real narrative behind them. I was inspired by episodic
television and serialized comics, so that’s what most of my ideas revolved
around, but when it came time to write
the typical adventures of those genres, I just couldn’t sustain interest enough
to grind it all out. Even with you two, in your superhero lives, I just never
got more than a few scenes and notes written down.”
He sighed. “It took me too long a time to realize I didn’t have to write ideas like that, and I
might have been better off actually writing one-shot shorts and novellas for
most of my characters. At least I’d have a record of something I could point to for all those ideas.”
He shrugged again. “Still, sometimes, something would break
through the muck, and the impulse to write would get strong enough that I’d
actually do it. Ironically, smut became the thing I did the most, because my erotica
ideas had a novelty to them that kept me intrigued, on top of my own libido
keeping me engaged. I used to joke that erotica was only 5% of my creativity,
but 95% of my productivity. I ended up writing so much more smut than adventure
stories. And I posted it and got an audience, because sex sells, and I was
working in a niche of my own making.”
“Supernatural femdom?” said Ben. “Pretty sure that was
around before our author was born.”
Sal blanched. “Obviously, but I meant the Sex Mage World and
my take on Sex Magic, in specific. I always had fantasies about women with
psychic penis-controlling powers, but I never saw anything like it until I
wrote my own stories and posted them. Other authors have tackled the idea since,
and some have done it better than me. But the Sex Mage World evolved out of my own
semi-unique ideas for a gynocracy setting. Actually, it first evolved out of
making an all-purpose femdom powerset, based on all the abilities I would
fantasize about women having over me. Initially it was going to just be a power
I gave to specific characters. But then I thought, what if all women had that
power? And then my libido and my worldbuilding impulses ran wild with it.”
“Sounds pretty crazy,” said Ben. “So how did that evolve into
omnipotent nymphos?”
Sal shrugged. “Escalation effect. I looked for other people
who might have done things like Sex Mages, but never really found anything else
quite like it. But then one day, I stumbled onto a couple websites where people
wrote stories about Super Goddesses, beautiful omnipotent women who, I suppose,
didn’t have to be sexual, but that seemed to come up a lot. I thought it was
ridiculous, even for me, who enjoys ludicrously uneven power play. But I also
remembered, before I wrote Sex Mages, I had a few ideas for these sort of
functionally all-powerful fantasy women characters. Fairies and witches and
goddesses who could basically do anything, though not on a cosmic scale. I
dunno. The idea stuck in my head, so I decided to run with it as a little
writing experiment. And once again, it just ballooned from there.”
Sal gestured vaguely to the world around them. “And, well,
here we are, in the hands of those very characters.”
The pleasure pulses picked up again, as Kat helped
emphasized his point with another mystical edging!
“Whew!” said Ben, a little breathlessly. “You can say that
again!”
“No,” said Sal with a mock-grimace. “You heard me the first
time.”
“Ha! Anything else you want to talk about before she
inevitably pounces on us?”
“Hmm. I guess I never really fleshed out this version of you
that well. Do you still like to write, too?”
***
The conversation continued for a little while longer, Kat
zapping their cocks again and again with pleasure pulses. The two men suffered
through at least a dozen more blocked orgasms, until finally, neither was of a
particular mind to carry on the conversation. They didn’t bother trying to jerk
themselves off. Neither really wanted to feel the other’s hand through the
mystical connection, and with Kat blocking their orgasms, it wouldn’t have
helped anyway! Her redheaded boytoys were completely at her mercy and command
when it came to sex, and she wasn’t going to let them spoil themselves!
Kat suddenly emerged from the water, as if she had been
sitting in wait under the surface the whole time. She reached out and grasped
the two boys by their cocks again, smiling as she stroked them in synch. The
two men gasped and bucked as she brought them both to another hard edging,
shivering in pleasure as their throbbing rods flexed in her hands!
The two gave her looks of pure need, and she smiled lustfully
at them. “Let’s take this somewhere a little more private,” she said huskily.
And then the three of them where in Kat’s massive bed, back in
her Femdom Fortress. Without being told, the two men dutifully positioned
themselves so Kat could slide between them. She took Ben in her pussy first,
and Sal in her mouth, and she moaned with pure delight as she slid back and
forth over their achingly hard cocks!
Ben and Sal held her by the hips and shoulders, moving their
hips in time with her rocking to bounce her back and forth in perfect synch, as
though they had done this together dozens of times before. They shook and
grimaced, and even if they had wanted to make eye contact, they kept squeezing
their eyes shut as they made their Blocked O-Faces. As if a continuous pleasure
circuit was going between them, Kat moaned and shook and squealed in multiple
orgasms, her every climax sending a shockwave of pure energetic pleasure
through their whole bodies, grinding them against the razor’s edge of release!
And despite wanting nothing more than to curl up against her
and thrust into her with mindless abandon, the two dutiful boytoys maintained
enough control to keep their timed thrusting. Soon enough, they were too
mind-melted with mystically enhanced pleasure to consider that Kat was probably
helping them stay on task with subconscious influence from her power!
At some point, Ben found himself thrusting into her mouth
while Sal was in her pussy. She hadn’t broken contact to switch, instead simply
morphing her body to reverse her position. And then, both men could feel both her pussy and mouth at the same
time, and they managed to open their eyes enough to see two Kat’s, facing opposite directions, her two selves ghosting
through each other to experience their cocks from both ends at once!
And then, they were no longer in a spit-roast, but Ben and
Sal both pressed fully against her, sandwiching her body between theirs. The
three were floating in the air, but somehow, they all were able to get the
leverage needed to move against each other. Kat was kissing Ben, one arm
holding him to her front, coaxing him to fuck her pussy. Sal was at her back,
thrusting into her ass as she reached back and cupped his rear. The two men
were again in synch, one pulling out as the other thrust in, then both going in
and out at the same time, then opposites, then together. And then, as before,
Kat morphed herself to face the opposite direction.
And then two men were lying next to each other on the bed,
their limbs pinned spread eagle, and Kat had split herself into four bodies
this time! A Kat mounted each man’s cock and mouth, cooking both heads with her
cosmic pussies! With all her bodies synchronized, she felt the combined
pleasure from all of them at once, each orgasm resonating through the others in
a continuous loop of rapid-fire climaxes!
After countless more orgasms on her part, and double the edges
on their part, she returned to a single body, the four Kats coming together to
form a giant version of herself. Or so it seemed to the two men, whose blissed
out minds barely comprehended that Kat had shrunk them. The boys were reduced
to barely two inches tall, and she greedily floated them towards her body. Ben
she slipped inside her pussy, while Sal she popped into her mouth! As she
sucked and squeezed the two boys, their desperate male responses resonated with
her insatiable body, and she writhed and moaned and came again and again,
feeling them thrash and cry and buck inside her! She switched the two men’s
positions between each of her orgasms, but they were so far gone, they barely
even noticed!
At some point, she returned them to the spit-roast,
flickering her body back and forth with each thrust, so that one moment, each
man was sliding into her mouth, then the next sliding into her pussy, then
mouth, then pussy, then mouth, then pussy.
Over and over they edged and edged and edged as Kat cried
out in a seemingly constant orgasmic high! Until finally, finally, she felt satiated enough to grant them the blessed mercy
of release! The two men’s already fried minds went white as Kat willed their
dicks to fire, each of them experiencing a full climax for every hour of edging
she’d just given them! As Kat continued to flicker back and forth in the
spit-roast, each of the redheads hammered her holes relentlessly as they
machine-gun sprayed a hundred full loads deep inside her! The Omnymphotent
woman sucked down every single drop, the impossible amount of fluids vanishing
into her body like a bottomless well. And every shot of spunk sent another
pleasure pulse through her own body, giving her several more intense orgasms of
her own!
When it was finally finished, the three collapsed together
onto the bed, both men curled instinctively around their Goddess, resting their
heads on her shoulders. She smiled and pet them gently, closing her eyes as she
settled into the double-sided cuddle. Although Kat didn’t really need to sleep
anymore, she was happy to simmer in the afterglow for hours while her dutiful,
beloved boys recovered.
***
They awoke within seconds of each other, but Sal was the
first to rise, pulling himself up into a sitting position. Kat opened her eyes
and smiled at him. Ben, meanwhile, stayed in her arms as his eyes opened next,
and he looked up at her. The two shifted and kissed deeply, and Sal watched
them calmly.
They noticed him staring, and broke the kiss to look up at him.
Kat smiled and motioned for him to give her one as well. Instead, Sal
teleported himself off the bed. He reappeared standing near the farther side of
the bed, fully dressed, in his usual traveling clothes. His hair was even tied
back with a ribbon, despite it being splayed out a moment before. The move made
Kat blink, both at the unexpected distancing, as well as the realization that
Sal must have been training his teleportation power to do much more complex actions
than just opening portals to step through.
“Sal?” she said, frowning a bit. She and Ben sat up, the
other redhead frowning a bit at his counterpart. Sal just kept staring at them.
The two lovers shared a glance, and Kat shifted them both to
likewise be dressed again, sitting at the edge of the large bed. “Sal, you
alright?” She cocked her head to the side a bit, giving him a little worried
frown. “Was this too far?”
“No,” he said. “No, honestly, I’m fine with it. Weirdly fine with it.” He took a breath and
looked towards the ceiling, though he was really just looking in a vaguely
upwards direction. “I see you two together, kissing in front of me, and I don’t
feel a single pang of hurt.”
“That’s good, right?” said Ben. He glanced to Kat, then Sal.
“I admit, I was a bit worried about that, myself. I wasn’t really sure if I’d
feel okay afterwards. It’s one thing to hear that she’s banging other guys, but
actually seeing it’s another matter.” He glanced back to Kat. “But, I’m fine
with this.”
Kat smiled at him appreciatively, and the two clasped hands.
“Of course,” Ben said with a sheepish smile. “That could
just be because it’s you. I can pretend you’re just a clone of me she brought
in for extra fun.”
Kat chuckled at that. “Two actually different guys is
definitely more fun than a bunch of duplicates of one!” Giving Ben’s hand an
affectionate squeeze, she said, “But no, it’s because it’s you two that I feel
so comfortable doing this. I don’t think it would feel right, either, if it was
one or both of you and one of my Created lovers.”
Sal looked back to them. “Maybe. But I can’t help but think.
If was still him, it would hurt.” He focused on Ben. “Even if
it was you. I don’t have any moral hang-ups against polyamory, but it wasn’t
something Salamando could emotionally groove with in his own life.”
“Well, as you’ve said, you’re not really him anymore,” said
Kat. “Too many different experiences. You’re immortal, eternally young, you
have super powers, you’ve gotten railed by dozens of superhuman women. You’re a
self-insert, but even if you were the most literal self-insert he ever made,
you aren’t the same person.”
“I know,” said Sal. “But even knowing that, I’ve still kept
feeling this sort of… weight… on my shoulders about it. Like I could never
really let go of being him.” He shook his head. “Talking about my writing
history, my childhood, everything I… that he
experienced. When I told you about it, I felt like I was narrating someone
else’s life. And it’s a small thing, but waking up this morning, seeing you two
together, and feeling perfectly okay with it, I… I’m really not him anymore.”
Kat and Ben shared another glance, then shrugged and smiled
at him. Kat didn’t sense the anguish of an identity crisis brewing in Sal’s
mind, but she also didn’t sense him coming to any sort of life-affirming
relief.
“Well,” she said softly. “Are you worried about that? I’m
happy to help however you need, if you’re feeling an identity struggle coming
on.”
“Me too,” said Ben. “Not really sure what I could do for you, but if you ever want to
talk, you can look me up.”
Sal finally returned a small smile back. “Thank you. I’m not
worried about it, it’s just… emotionally confronting. I’m not about to have a
mid-life crisis meltdown and try to change my whole lifestyle or anything. But,
I guess, it feels silly at this point to keep being called Sal.” He glanced
upwards. “Uh, no offense.”
Their author tastefully opted not to ruin the scene by
bantering back in the narration. That would just kill the whole dramatic
atmosphere.
“So, you have a new name in mind?” said Ben.
Sal looked a little sheepish. “Uh… no… not yet. At least, I
need to think of something that isn’t cringe.”
Kat laughed and gave Sal a wink. “Well, whoever you decide
to be, you’ll always be my Plaything.” She turned to Ben. “Speaking of which, you
boys want to do this again some time?”
The two traded a glance and couldn’t help but blush a bit.
Kat’s grinned shifted to a sympathetic smile. “You don’t have to say yes. I won’t force this sort of thing.”
“Well, it was fun, but, uh, I don’t know if I’m ready for it
to be a regular thing,” said Ben.
“Yeah. Special occasion, maybe,” said Sal.
“Besides, if you wear us both out at once, you’ll have a longer
wait time while we both recover, instead of getting to juggle us,” said Ben,
grinning.
Kat smirked back. “Eh, I’ve got my libido pretty well
handled by now,” she said. “I could tough it out. Or, you know, use my side
toys.” Both men managed to be unfazed by the latter statement. She wrapped one
arm around Ben, and with a sudden pull of mystic force, yanked Sal into her
other arm. She hugged them together, and that familiar psychic warmth flowed
through all them. “I know you both know it, but I’ll say it one more time:
you’re my perfect lovers. I am so glad I have you both.”
The two men hugged her back, kissing her on either cheek
together. They all blushed and held each other for another few moments, basking
in the warmth. Finally, they broke apart, Kat taking Ben home, and Sal
teleporting off to continue his wanderings.
END
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