﻿The Stranger at the Door

by Pan



Published: 2018-10-20
Updated: 2020-02-22
Packaged: 2024-02-16 22:58:20
Chapters: 2
Words: 5,176
Publisher: mcstories.com
Story URL: https://mcstories.com/StrangerAtTheDoor/index.html
Author URL: https://mcstories.com/Authors/Pan.html
Summary: Millie answers the door to find a stranger. A stranger she’s known her whole life...
Erotica Tags: in, mc, md, mf





TABLE OF CONTENTS


Chapter 1

Chapter 2



	Chapter 1

This work owes a special thanks to [Aginor](https://mcstories.com/StrangerAtTheDoor/../Authors/Aginor.html).

Millie looked up in confusion at the strange man who knocked on the door. He smiled, and the two stood there in silence as her mind was rewired, until she stepped back with a huge smile.

“Gramps!” she squealed, and threw herself into her arms. She’d never met him before, but she knew that he was an old family friend, a close friend of her family, who had practically raised her. As she always did, Millie pushed her full bosom into him, and shuddered with pleasure as her nipples hardened.

Gramps had been her first crush, and even now just being close to him was enough to get her horny. She loved him and trusted him more than anyone—everything he said was the absolute truth, and she’d obey his every command without hesitation.

“Hello…” he said, reaching into her mind to get her name. “…Millie. Are your parents home?”

“No,” she said, attempting a seductive pose. “It’s just you and me…oh, and my brother.”

“Excellent,” the stranger said, a wicked smile upon his face. “Let’s go and find your brother…”

Millie led the way, swaying her hips with every step, hoping that Gramps was admiring her rear as she walked, and how much she’d grown. With each step, her ass grew rounder and more full, and by the time she reached the lounge-room, her tits had almost doubled in size as well.

At the sound of her approach, her brother Rex looked up in shock.

“Millie!?” he exclaimed, shocked at the size of her huge chest, bulging obscenely in front of her, wobbling with every step that she took. Spotting the man behind her, he stood.

“Hey!” he cried out, standing angrily, prepared to defend his house against the stranger who had entered and seemingly transformed his sister.

Before he could take a single step, however, ‘Gramps’ reached into his mind as well, and he sat back down with a smile.

“How are you going, Rex?” the man asked, and Rex turned his attention back to the video game he’d been playing when the pair had entered.

“Pretty good, I guess…” he responded.

“So you haven’t been having more of the dreams that we spoke about last time?”

Rex put the controller down, glancing awkwardly at Millie. Fortunately, she only had eyes for Gramps—her shirt bulged out almost to breaking point, and yet he still hadn’t looked down at her magnificent cleavage, not once.

“It’s okay,” Gramps said. “You can talk about it. The sooner your sister learns about it, the better.”

And so Rex spilled his guts. He told his sister and the close family friend that he’d never met before today all about the dreams that plagued him every night. Sexual dreams, dreams involving his sister.

Ever since her ass and tits had grown to almost comical degrees, he’d been sexually obsessed by her. It didn’t matter how many times he jerked off before bed, he awoke each and every night to a wet dream, of which his sister was the inevitable star.

At first, Millie was disgusted to learn of how her brother saw her, but a few mental nudges from Gramps was all it took for her to realize that there was nothing wrong with a teen boy’s natural urges—he was behaving naturally, after all. Her body was clearly built for sex, and it would have been strange if he _hadn’t_ reacted to it the way he had.

“I see,” Gramps said as Rex’s story came to a close. “Yes, well…that’s a tricky one. Fortunately, I’ve been doing some research, and there’s a simple way for you to get it out of your system.”

“What?” Rex replied anxiously. “What is it? I’ll do anything…”

“It’s simple,” he said. “You have to use Millie’s body to get off. If you cum inside the object of your fantasies, then they’ll slowly fade, until you can go back to living a normal, well-adjusted lite.”

Rex nodded quietly, thankful that he had someone so knowledgeable looking out for him. Millie, however, reacted with a flash of anger.

“What!?” she said. “You can’t be serious! You want me to commit incest?”

“No, no no no,” Gramps said. “That would be wrong. No one here wants that, do they?”

Rex shook his head, though a small part of him had to admit that yes—he did.

“No, what I’m suggesting isn’t incest. I didn’t say you two should fuck, or that you should give him a hand-job or anything like that. What I said is that he should _use_ your body to get off. It’s completely inactive on your half—as long as you don’t move while Rex does his thing, not even a muscle, then the two of you will be fine.”

“I don’t know,” Millie said, the object of her desire’s words having greatly calmed her down. “It still sounds pretty wrong to me…”

Gramps tutted in reply, and Millie’s heart sank. Nothing made her feel worse than when Gramps was disappointed in her.

“I have to say,” he said after a lengthy pause, “I really expected so much better of you. After all, it’s _your_ disgusting body that has done this to him. Don’t you want to undo as much of the harm that you’ve caused as possible?”

Millie looked down at her enormous tits, that just a few minutes ago had given her so much pleasure. She was repulsed by the sight of them—her body was so flagrantly sexual…she hated herself, and knew that she had to do what she could to help out her brother.

After all, the poor boy was forced to look at her every day. It wasn’t his fault that his body reacted the way it did—it was _hers_.

“Anyway,” Gramps said, glancing at his watch. “I should be going—have fun, you two. Rex, do whatever you like to Millie—she won’t stop you. And Millie, try not to cum when your brother is fucking you—I know you orgasm at the drop of a hat.”

Gramps walked out the door, mentally noting the address he’d randomly picked. He’d have to check back in a month or two and see how the siblings were finding their new relationship.

* * *

As soon as the man left, Millie collapsed onto the couch in shock. Her entire world-view had been rocked, and it was going to take her some time to adjust. She’d gone from being a normal, well-adjusted, moderately attractive young woman to a self-loathing slut with a body that porn stars would kill for.

Rex’s acceptance of the changes were much faster—a small part of him had always been attracted to his sister. It was something he denied even to himself, and would never have independently acted upon.

Now, with the newly-implanted memories of near-constant lust, and the promise that he could do whatever he liked to Millie—so long as she didn’t move, of course—he was eager to get started.

“Come on,” he said, pulling down his pants. “We’ve only got half an hour before Mom and Dad get home. I think I want to take your mouth first.”

At her brother’s command, Millie dropped down to her knees and opened her mouth, before her mind even consciously registered the request. Gramps had left a surprise for each of them, and immediately obeying any order her brother gave her was one of hers.

Rex pulled out his cock, and Millie’s eyes widened in awe. Rex’s surprise had been a new cock—she’d never seen one so big in her life.

The teenage girl briefly wondered if that was even going to fit in her mouth, but before she could think about it too much, Rex had slipped his head past her lips, and was now pushing his throbbing erection against her tongue.

Millie choked and spluttered as her brother’s cock made its way into her throat. She tried to keep as still as possible, but it was so much larger than she’d expected, and so it was hard not to move. She hoped that the way she’d had her mouth positioned would make it quick; she wanted to spend as little time as possible being used this way.

Rex, meanwhile, was having the time of his life. Millie’s mouth felt so good around his raging erection, and he was finally, _finally_ fulfilling the fantasy he’d had for so long. He reached down and grabbed her by the hair, moving her head up and down his dick.

“As long as I’m using you,” he grunted, “it’s not incest.”

Millie was shocked to find herself getting more and more turned on as her brother roughly slammed his cock into her mouth. She knew that she came easily, but she’d never before gotten so aroused from giving head.

_Not that I’m giving head,_ she reminded herself. _If I don’t move, it’s not incest._

As her brother approached orgasm, Millie was appalled to find her own climax getting closer as well. She tried desperately not to move, not to rub her thighs together or stimulate herself in any way…but it didn’t matter. Gramps’ instructions had taken hold, and she was now extraordinarily orgasmic. She tried to think of the least arousing things she could—rotting meat, bees, her own disgustingly huge tits.

Rex bellowed with pleasure as he came into her mouth, and Millie’s eyes fluttered as she reached her own orgasm. She waited until Rex was completely out before she moved again, just to be safe.

“How was that?” she muttered, and he looked at her with a broad smile.

“Fucking fantastic.”

* * *

For the next few weeks, Rex used his sister to get off multiple times a day. Sometimes he’d wake her up by slipping his cock into her sleeping pussy; she’d shift her body with confusion, then realize what was happening and try to remain utterly still, desperately hoping that the slight movement she’d already made didn’t ‘cross the line’ into incest.

He’d wait until she was in the shower, then grab her hair and roughly fuck her as the water cascaded down onto both their bodies. If she was out with her friends, he’d occasionally ‘run into them’ at the mall, take her into the bathrooms, and fuck her immobile body until they both reached a shuddering orgasm.

He especially enjoyed days when their parents weren’t home—he’d strip her, fuck her, and then refuse to let her get dressed again. Millie would spend the rest of the day naked, her brother’s seed dripping out of her.

Millie wished that she hadn’t been cursed with such a disgustingly appealing body, but she knew it was her sisterly duty to get Rex off whenever and wherever he needed it. More than that, she wished that she didn’t cum so damn easily—if it was the third or fourth fuck of the day, Rex could take up to an hour to cum. Once he got going, she’d cum on almost every thrust—as she orgasmed again and again and again, it felt like her brain was melting out of her body. All she could think about was her brother’s cock, filling her up, using her for his pleasure.

Over time, however, Gramps’ prediction was correct. Rex found himself less and less obsessed with his sister’s enormous tits, her comically large ass. As his obsession faded, he started using Millie less and less. He’d still get off inside her, but the frequency slowly dropped. By the end of the month, Rex was cumming inside his sister only a few times a week, instead of three to four times each day.

Rex was relieved that his deviant urges were slowly disappearing, and Millie was relieved to no longer be constantly at her brother’s sexual beck and call.

And then, one month to the day after his first visit, Gramps returned.


	Chapter 2

This work owes a special thanks to [Aginor](https://mcstories.com/StrangerAtTheDoor/../Authors/Aginor.html).

“Well well well,” Gramps said, looking the young siblings up and down. “How have things been since my last visit?”

“Great,” Rex smiled. “You were absolutely right—using Millie’s body like that really helped.”

“No more wet dreams?”

“Not since I last saw you.”

“And how often do you have to use your sister?”

“We’re down to a few times a week.”

“Fantastic,” Gramps nodded. “In the next few weeks, I think you’ll be completely cured.”

The two siblings made eye-contact, and smiled proudly. They’d done it!

“Of course,” Gramps continued, “That’s probably bad news for you, Millie.”

The teenage girl went pale.

“W-why? Why’s that, Gramps?”

“Well, I know how orgasmic you are. You probably came every time he fucked you, didn’t you?”

“A few dozen times at least,” Rex said, and Gramps shook his head balefully.

“Yeah, that’s what I feared.”

“Why?” Millie pressed, moving her hand to his leg, trying to make it look casual. “I didn’t move! That means it’s not incest, right?”

“Oh no,” Gramps said. “No, if you didn’t move, none of what you did counts as incest. It’s just…well, women.”

Millie tilted her head to the side, and Rex narrowed his eyes in confusion.

“You know how women are,” he said. “If someone gives them orgasm after orgasm…that’s exactly the kind of thing that makes them fall in love.”

Millie’s eyes widened as she realized: he was right.

Over the past few weeks, she’d fallen deeply and passionately in love with her brother. Every orgasm he’d given her had only made her love him more. Now that he was on his way to being ‘cured’, he was going to move on.

She couldn’t imagine anything worse.

Rex watched as his sister slumped against the wall, distraught.

“Fuck,” he said. “Millie, I’m so sorry—I had no idea.”

“It’s not your fault, boy,” Gramps said with a wave of his hand. “Like I said—it’s a woman thing. Don’t worry about it.”

“Okay,” Rex said, immediately feeling his guilt lifting.

“Now that you’re mostly cured, you’re probably noticing other girls. Anyone you like?”

“Yeah,” the boy replied, in the uniquely teenage combination of sullen and bashful. “A few.”

“Ask ’em out! Women love confidence. But don’t stop using your sister—it’s like antibiotics. If you stop before you’re completely cured, it can come back worse than before.”

“Really??” Millie asked, and Gramps laughed.

“Now now, girl. That’s not love, that’s selfishness. You want your brother to be cured, don’t you?”

“Of course,” the young woman said, blushing.

“Besides, you’re a good sister. You couldn’t say no to him if you tried.”

Millie nodded. Since Gramps’ last visit, that had certainly been true.

“No, if anything, you should be helping.”

The idea of helping the love of her life filled Millie with a cold dread, but she nodded anyway, unwilling to let Gramps down.

“Boy! Are there any of Millie’s friends that you like?”

“Bryce is pretty cute,” Rex said after a pause.

“Well, there we go. Millie, do you know if Bryce likes your brother?”

Millie’s face grew even redder.

“Yeah,” she said, squirming slightly. Rex had fucked her about half an hour hours before Gramps’ arrival, and she could still feel the warmth of his seed inside her.

It suddenly felt incredibly comforting.

“Really?” Rex asked. “How come you never told me this?”

“Yes, Millie,” Gramps asked, turning to her with a sideways smile. “Why _did_ you never tell your brother about Bryce’s interests?”

Before that morning, Millie had just thought it would be weird to see her friend and her brother dating. Now, it felt like a literal nightmare—losing the boy she’d fallen head-over-heels in love with to a friend.

“Didn’t think you’d like her,” she eventually mumbled.

“Well, there we go,” Gramps said with a smile. “Millie, set your brother and Bryce up on a date. Can you do that for me?”

“Of course,” Millie replied. She felt like she was watching her life collapse. No, worse—she felt like she was _causing_ her life to collapse, and somehow unable to stop.

“Good girl,” he nodded, and turned his attention to Rex.

Gramps’ powers meant that he couldn’t affect Bryce, not without meeting her…but if she already liked the boy, all Rex had to do was not screw it up. There was a long silence as he poked around in Rex’s mind, tweaking and pulling at the lad’s various instincts.

“There we go,” he muttered. “Confident, but not cocky…nice, but not dull. That ought to do it.”

The young teens threw each other a glance, which Rex immediately regretted. How had he not noticed his sister’s adoration? Just making eye contact was enough to make her swoon.

He hoped that things wouldn’t be weird the next few times he fucked her.

“Okay!” Gramps said, clapping his hands. “Rex, I want you to treat that girl to a lovely evening. Millie, you’re going to do everything you can to get those two kids together. Anything I’m missing?”

“But…what do _I_ do?” Millie asked, a hint of desperation in her voice.

“Mmm? About what?”

Millie was blushing so hard, she felt as though there could be no blood left anywhere else in her body.

“…about Rex.”

“I told you,” Gramps barked. “Keep helping, set him up with Bryce. Oh! You mean about the love thing?”

“ _Yes_!”

Gramps shrugged, then let out a small cackle.

“Sorry, kid. Love is as love does. You’re on your own with that one. Still, maybe Rex’s appreciation of your body will mean you hate it less. Hard to hate what your lover loves, y’know?”

With that, Gramps picked up his cane and headed for the door, leaving the two teenagers staring after him.

* * *

It was another month before Gramps returned. He was delighted to see that his efforts had worked—the siblings weren’t alone, this time.

Sitting on Rex’s lap as the three of them watched a film was Bryce, and a quick mental probe told him that the two of them were in love.

Teenagers. So predictable.

“Hello, kids,” he said, his booming voice startling them, and drawing their attention from the film.

“Hi,” Millie said shyly. Her incestuous crush had done nothing to dull her attraction to the father-figure she’d known her entire life.

“Hey,” Rex said, smiling at the man whose presence had brought him nothing but good things. Bryce looked at the stranger in the doorway, confused.

“Allow me to introduce myself,” Gramps said, reaching out his hand. “You can call me Gramps.”

As his hand made contact with the young woman, it was child’s play for him to see what had happened in the thirty days since he’d been there. Bryce had, indeed, been attracted to Rex, and she’d happily gone on a date. To her surprise, he’d been the perfect combination of gentleman and bad boy, and she’d done something she’d never done before, and necked with him in the car right before he dropped her off. On the first date!

She’d readily agreed to another date, and things had escalated quickly. Unlike the other boys she’d been with, Rex had been aggressive but not demanding—he was happy to take things at her pace, which had made her feel safe. They’d progressed to third base, but still hadn’t had sex.

Gramps smiled. Before he even checked the siblings’ memories, he had a pretty good idea as to why the boy had showed such incredible self-control.

Sure enough, the two kids confirmed his suspicions—after each and every date, Rex had come home and fucked his sister…sometimes several times. He’d blow his load inside Millie, even after dates in which Bryce had gotten him off with her hands or mouth.

As the month had gone on, he’d found himself using Millie more and more as a proxy—immediately after Gramps had left, he’d be enjoying her enormous hooters, her ample ass, but the last few times he’d fucked his sister, it had been with thoughts of Bryce firmly in his head.

He was cured, but keen to err on the side of caution. He didn’t want his incestuous infatuation to return, after all.

Plus, fucking a willing, busty woman was a _far_ superior option to pulling his own pud. He didn’t feel any guilt over what he was doing to his sister; Gramps had completely cured him of that the last time they’d met.

Millie, meanwhile, was in a living hell. She could feel her brother growing more and more distant—he’d even moaned her best friend’s name once as he came. But despite remaining perfectly still while her brother fucked her, she couldn’t help but fall more and more in love with him each time he made her cum.

She knew that the day would come when he didn’t want to use her any more. The thought kept her up at night, and she would often openly sob as her brother pulled out of her.

She loved him so much. Millie knew that moving on was best for him, but as much as she wanted what was best for him, she couldn’t help her feelings.

Bryce, meanwhile, had no idea of the tension her presence had caused. She’d noticed her best friend getting more distant lately, but had assumed it had something to do with the strange changes to her body—Millie had mumblingly explained it away as ‘hormones’, which—in lieu of a more reasonable explanation—everyone in the young girl’s life had reluctantly accepted.

“So,” Gramps said, pulling his hand away from Rex’s girlfriend. “Bryce.”

The young woman had ruby-red lips and short, blonde hair, which she wore in a bob. Her make-up was applied a little thicker than Gramps liked, but he knew that expertise would come with age.

“Yes?”

“Why haven’t you and Rex had sex yet?”

Millie’s eyes widened at the question. She was used to Gramps’ forward nature, of course, but he normally kept it within the family. Her mouth fell open as Bryce answered, as though it was a standard question from a stranger.

“I feel like I rushed into it with my last few boyfriends,” she answered thoughtfully. “I really like Rex, and I don’t want to do anything that will ruin it.”

Gramps nodded.

“Besides,” she blushingly added. “He seems to like the other stuff we do well enough.”

Rex grinned, and—in response to his girlfriend’s quick glance—nodded his approval.

“That makes sense,” Gramps said thoughtfully, before noticing Millie’s shocked expression. “What’s the matter, girl?”

“I…I didn’t know they hadn’t done it yet,” she admitted.

“Oh?”

“Yeah.”

Gramps narrowed his eyes, looking back and forth between the two girls.

“I thought best friends shared everything,” he grunted.

“Normally we do,” Bryce replied, her mouth in a shy twist. “But…I dunno.”

She turned to her best friend.

“I just, y’know. Didn’t want it to be weird between us.”

“Why would it be weird?”

“Because he’s your brother,” Bryce said, a confused look on her face.

“Oh. Right.”

Gramps grinned. The young woman was in such a tizz—in love with her brother, furiously jealous of her best friend, used to being used as his personal cum-dumpster…she’d completely forgotten how very abnormal their relationship would look from the outside.

He decided to help her out.

“You see, Bryce, Millie and Rex don’t have a normal brother-sister relationship.”

“Oh?”

He could feel his cock thickening at the sight of Rex’s teenage girlfriend biting her lip. No wonder he was so satisfied with her mouth—it really was something.

“Yes,” he said, and briefly explained the situation. Rex’s dreams, Millie’s selflessness in helping him…and the emotions it had brought.

“Oh, Millie,” Bryce said, her face the very picture of sympathy. “Darling, I’m so sorry—I had no idea!”

“No way you could,” Gramps said, cutting off the display of emotion. He could imagine few things more tedious than witnessing a bonding moment between two teenage girls. “But now that you do, what are you going to do about it?”

The look of confusion returned to Bryce’s face, and Gramps decided to help her out.

“It doesn’t seem fair, does it?”

“What?”

“That you get to be with the boy of Millie’s dreams.”

“Well…I mean…”

“Think about it. All she did was help her brother out, and this is how she gets repaid—heartbroken, having to watch the love of her life in the arms of another woman. _You._ Does that seem fair?”

“I…I suppose not…”

“Of course, Rex has been giving _you_ plenty of orgasms, hasn’t he?”

Bryce’s blush answered the question loud and clear.

“So now you’re in the same position—you’re just as in love with him.”

A quick nudge was all that Bryce needed for that statement to be true. Her romance with Rex immediately jumped from a standard teen romance to an obsession that was only a few degrees removed from Millie’s.

“It wouldn’t be fair for you to be with Rex, but it isn’t fair to deprive your best friend. How do we solve this?”

“They could share me,” Rex said, and a flicker of annoyance flashed over the strange man’s face. Apparently he’d spoiled the boy—each of his visits had given the teenager another woman to fulfill his sexual needs, and he’d grown cocky.

Millie and Bryce both nodded at the suggestion, annoying him even more.

“No,” he said. “Neither of you should be with him.”

All three of the teenagers’ faces fell in unison at the idea.

“What?”

“You heard. Rex is cured now, so he doesn’t need to keep using his sister…but to be with Bryce exclusively would be completely unfair. And he can’t be with both of you, because…his dick would fall off.”

The look on Rex’s face was almost enough to make Gramps chuckle, but he pressed on.

“You’re just lucky things never progressed any further than hands and mouth. If you’re with two women, your dick falls off. It’s just basic science.”

He was merciful enough to not make that a part of the boy’s reality, but he knew fear would be enough reason for Rex not to risk it.

“So…we can stick to hands and mouth stuff?” Bryce asked hopefully. All three of the kids looked at Gramps hopefully, and he was tempted to throw them a bone, but he was still annoyed at Rex’s arrogance.

“Nope,” he said flatly. “No, that would just be too frustrating for Rex. I don’t think he’d be able to restrain himself from being overtaken by lust and moving to full intercourse.”

“I would, sir,” Rex pleaded. “I promise.”

“I’m sorry,” Gramps lied. “It’s just not worth it. But don’t worry, boy, I’m not trying to break anyone up.”

“Sir?”

“It’s clear that you two are in love,” he said, nodding to the teenager sitting on Rex’s lap. “What kind of a monster would try to break up teen love? And I mean, it’s not like you’re only with her for her body, right?”

“N-no…” Rex replied.

“In fact, let’s be honest. Compared to your sister, Bryce is downright unattractive, isn’t she? Millie is the epitome of the female form—by comparison, _anyone_ is going to be repulsive to you.”

It only took a moment for Rex’s neural networks to be rewired. He shifted awkwardly—he still loved his girlfriend, but having her sit so close bordered on disgusting for the young man.

“I really don’t envy you, young man,” Gramps mused. “In love with one young woman, sexually attracted only to your sister…and unable to have either of them.”

“Gramps,” Millie asked, a note of pleading in her voice. “Isn’t there anything we can do?”

The older man smiled down at her. “Well, there’s certainly one thing I can think of.”

“Oh?”

“You two might not be able to pleasure Rex any more, but that doesn’t mean he can’t return the favor. You’ve been such a generous, giving sister—I’m sure he’ll be happy to thank you appropriately.”

Rex nodded, his cock rising at the thought of getting his busty sister off.

“And what kind of a boyfriend would make his sister cum but not his girlfriend?”

The young man’s nose crinkled at the thought of touching Bryce…like that…but he nodded once more, forced to admit that the old man had a point.

“As long as he doesn’t touch you with his cock, he can do whatever he wants to you. Isn’t that right, girls?”

“Yes,” Bryce replied breathily, worked up at the thought of submitting to her boyfriend.

“Uh huh,” Millie answered reluctantly. “As long as it’s not incest…”

“Of course not. After all, you must be so used to not moving while you cum—I’ll bet it’s the only way you can get off.”

Millie nodded, as all of her memories of masturbation were replaced with her laying completely still, allowing her vibrator—or the showerhead—to do all the work, cumming without moving a muscle.

Gramps picked up his cane, and began making his way to the door. The three teenagers sat, staring at each other, processing all the changes he’d just wrought. Bryce, desperately in love, now knowing her boyfriend’s sordid past with his sister. Millie, knowing that Rex wanted her as much as she loved him…but that she’d never be able to get him off again.

And Rex, the center of a love triangle, committed to spending the rest of his days getting two women off—his repulsive girlfriend, and his sister, the only woman he’d ever be attracted to for the rest of his life.

“Oh,” Gramps said, unable to resist. “One last thing.”

At the sound of his voice, all three kids turned to face him.

“Even though you can’t get him off directly, there is one thing you can do for Rex’s pleasure.”

“Oh?”

Rex’s ears all but swivelled in Gramps’ direction to hear the suggestion.

“Put on a show for him. Give him something to jerk off to. Make love in front of him, get each other off, and let him cum on your bodies.”

Bryce’s eyebrows shot up, Millie blushed, and an excited smile spread across Rex’s face.

“Of course, don’t forget. Women. The more someone makes you cum, the more in love with them you fall…”

The teenagers’ eyes widened as the stranger’s parting words sunk in, and he chuckled once more as he left through the door he’d first come through two months earlier.


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