The morning air was fresh and crisp, signaling the start of a new day. I left with no real goal in mind, letting let my feet aimlessly carry me forward, my thoughts trawling through the novel idea of attempting to remain celibate for the rest of the day. On the face of it, it was ft out denial, a refusal to be an active participant in the usurpation of a woman's mind and beliefs.

  So I turned a blind eye, wilfully ignored the line of round busts and firm ass cheeks, as a score of girls exited the Kenzaki strip club. Traveling through a local park of a suburban neighborhood, I barely spared a single gnce at the dozen sweaty, flexible milf's practicing yoga in the dawning light of the early morning. Continued on, I doggedly chased the vision of their fit, glistening matronly forms from my thoughts.

  As the sun continued rise above the horizon, shining rays of light pircesd the clouds. Unsurprisingly, it fell on group local college varsity cheerleaders. Highlighting their tight bouncing.. jiggling curves, fresh beads of sweat trailed down toned thighs and ft bellies as they worked out their cheer routine.

  Pointedly ignoring them, I pnted one foot after the other, maintaining my pace. With no destination in mind, I let my feet carry me. As the sun, shone unseasonably warm rays of sunshine in the te morning sky, I trod a brutal pace. Continuing forward past a selfserve carwash, I gave the soaked shirts and soapy hands of a quadrant of young women scrubbing down a rge bck SUV, the barest of a gnce.. and kept going.

  Keep moving I told myself, don't linger. You've got this, opportunity 'can' be outran, at least for a short while. Cranking the volume a tad bit higher, my feet pounded insistently at asphalt and concrete. On and on it went, one impusible scenario of after another, ceaselessly nipping at my heels, waiting for me stop and partake of it's offerings.

  After a journey of profound restraint, I had at st found the the national park, the closest thing to seclusion as I would ever get. Singleing out a lone backless bench and seeing no one in sight, I plopped myself down and pnted my face in my hands.

  The changes that went beyond the physical were inexplicable as they were undeniable. As result, My emotions for one, were all over the pce, jumping and bouncing from one extreme to another at the slightest provocation. I didn't like how it made me feel more like a camitous force than a human being. And then there was glowing neon pink elephant, baring me hope of a normal life. The roster of terrifyingly competent and more importantly.. devote women who were as mad as they were rich.

  There was barely any time to decompress or think ahead, not when the ass kissing and bootlicking never truly stopped. I thought about my goals, or ck of them. What happened to them. Did my dream of restoring dad's car from the ground up just up and vanish. I still have the thing in storage, what the hell's stopping me completing it with all the resources I have on tap.

  I knew why, much as it galled me. I still hadn't gotten over the absurd reality of gorgeous and beautiful women, giving me all the attention I could ever want, to even begin thinking of anything remotely automotive.

  Pying self absorbed games to see if blondes redheads brunettes or ravens gave better head, seemed more reasonable than and getting my hands dirty on a 17 year old hunk of junk.

  Without the fog of temptation blurring my thoughts, they drifted to simpler more mudane matters. Laying prone on the bench, forearm over my face, I let my mind wonder about the past, of the st time I actually drove anywhere on my own, pyed sports, or even communicated with anyone that wasn't female.

  Lost in thought, I barely noticed a couple of young women in my peripheral, unpacking enough snacks & drinks drinks to feed a a half dozen people.

  Blinking at the scenario about to unfold, I groaned, undirected lust steering thoughts riots of desire. My stint of abstinence, brief as it was, was coming to an end.

  Though they hadn't noticed me, I still hadn't taken my eyes off them, my expression slowly growing into a perverted leer. Ordinarily I wasn't one to stare, I'd been raised better than that. Unfortunately for them, the social niceity of common decency most people took for granted, had been scrubbed away by far.. far too many enabling minds seeking to bare themselves before my gaze.

  Sitting up I focused on the young woman with her bright red hair done up in a long french braid reaching her waist. She was pretty in a cute sense, with a round face and smattering of freckles along the bridge of her smallish upturned nose. She wore a shin ankle length floral print dress in light voilent green hues, that complemented her girlish figure.

  Any guy would be lucky to have her as his girlfriend, assuming of course, she somehow managed to avoid ying her eyes on me.

  Snorting, I turned my attention to her likely friend, a full figured blond with her hair cropped short above her shoulders. She too, was beautiful, but a different way, instead of cute, she was.. more sexy. Wearing a tight fitting pastel green blouse & light tan scks, the sharp angur features of her face highlighted her figure, enhancing them.

  My dick, naturally, throbbed mightily, swelling & elongating in anticipation of the inevitable outcome. Scenarios of a voyeristic threesome, flickered repeatedly through my thoughts like chain lightning.

  Unfolding a pair of wn chairs, the two settled down to enjoy the afternoon, quitely conversing amongst themselves. It was a stereotypical picnic. On it's own, nothing about what they we're doing was out the of ordinary. People did things like that all the time. It was no big deal, except it wasn't, not here and now, especially after I went out of my way to cim a tiny pocket of isotion.

  Against my better judgment, I found myself wondering, Were they sisters, cousins friends, or possibly lovers. What would they do to ensure I had my way with them. Would they.. invite me into their home and bed? Would they.. shed their cloths and beg me to fuck them bowleged in the middle of the park.

  A stiff breeze blew through the area, stirring the redhead's braid over her chest, coincidentally highlighting the pale swell of her cleavage. Another random gust of wind, flung a pitcher of juice right out of the blondes hands.. and into her p.

  I won't lie, I liked what I saw. The two for the moment.. were virgins, innocent and untainted by my existence and the undeniable weigh of influence it carried.

  In the far distance, I caught glimpse of three figures jogging along the park's hiking trail. There was no longer any doubt in my mind, of them being beautiful women. Their approach brought to mind the sting impression of a vivid dream that had me scrambling for a breath of solitude in the first pce.

  Closing my eyes... drew a deep breath and..

  Beheld ritualistic fevor, honed into colborative servitude. Saw the timeless expressions of countless women achieving nirvana of mind body and spirit.

  ..opened them with a shuddering exhale of breath.

  Tentatively delving deeper into vivid dream of carnal insanity, I recalled, the incredible impression of soft firm and pliant flesh from every conceivable direction, supporting me as I discovered and explored new pteaus of pleasure. I couldn't shake the feeling of it being more than a dream. I just.. couldn't.

  As the trio drew closer, an important detail I came into stark relief. They were identical triplets. Pointedly turning my focus away from both groups, I stared at the sparse clouds in the sky.

  It was kinda funny, it wasn't that I was tired of sex, but rather the disassociative effect it had on my expectations. Dusk became dawn, the earth was round, I usually went to bed with more women than most newlyweds fucked in single day. Somehow, despite the herculean effort of moderation, foursomes had still managed to become normalized.

  To my left, I noticed the blonde spying a curious gnce my way, her face suddenly lighting up with growing excitement as her phone suddenly rang off with a series of snapshots

  Breath in, breath out. That's it, long.. Deep breaths. It wasnt much on it's own, but with a determined focus I could keep myself from immediately acting on the the haze of perversions drifting through my thoughts.

  So I did the next best thing. I thought of simpler times. Of my early teenage years, and the trials and errors of learning american sign nguage. Delving into the not so fond memories of being aound my peers and cowokers of yesteryear grounded my thoughts.

  In.. inhale

  Out.. exhale

  In..

  Out..

  In.. out..

  However, dispite my efforts, the uncanny scent of lust and desire, tugged the perverted grin creasing my lips, wider still. Beautiful women were in my presence, therefore they were fucked.

  Part of me wanted to let it happen, simply bask in the depraved spectacle of, perfect strangers, giving me their all. I wanted them on their knees, while I sat idle and collectively gave them the precious gift of indoctrinating themselves on as many supernaturally broad inches as they could manage.

  Stomping hard on the pernicious desire before it gained traction, my fists clinched so tight my knuckles sounded off with sharp cracks of tension.

  Slow..

  Deep..

  Breaths..

  After few moments, I mangened to somewhat calm down. While I hadn't been raised to be rash and impulsive or fly off without a second thought, the reward, for acting as such, was incredibly difficult to turn away from.

  Unnnnnngghh.. A sympathetic moan of unshackled lust, slipped free from my lips.

  Husband's, father's and friends alike, they all had been made to despair as those they loved and cared for, abandoned them. All because I was so damn lost in my head, I lost sight of the thinning line between fantasy and reality.

  Unnnghh.. It was scary to think of something so outndish, so absurd and realize it could easily happen again on a whimsical impulse.

  I swore to not let myself become the wrecking ball that destroyed all in its path. That meant taking a step back when I was of a mind to do so. It sounded cynical, but I didn't fully trust myself with the unholy power singing in my viens.

  Almost involuntarily, my thoughts drifted to that terrible, terrible night where I stood in my former boss's driveway. I couldn't forget how out unstoppable and out of control my own lusts had become.

  I couldn't allow myself to just waltz through the doorstep of a man's home, fuck his wife his daughter and his sister right before his disbelieving eyes. Never.. never again would I let myself become that terrifying abomination of relentless desire.

  The shuttered fsh of the blonde's phone continued to go off at the edge of my peripheral. Stifling the test that moan just about ready to burst free, I readjusted the seat of my pants, giving the monster between my legs, more room to expand and grow.

  Conventional wisdom suggested that the runaway train of reckless indulgence, would lead to my eventual arrest and likely death. It was a good principal to believe in, reliable even, until it abruptly no longer applied. Actions.. were supposed to have consequences, usually in the negative, especially when you repeatedly stuck your dick in another, man's wife.

  Sighing, I adjusted the tightening fit of my jeans, again. I could see it, that bottomless slope, the one I struggled daily against, to keep my principles & sense of empathy from sliding down. Looking beyond the suplicanting gaze of woman pulled under my influence, hoping to find just a grain of who they had been, was tiring.

  I couldn't stop the advance of my darkest fantasies from being dragged into the light. What was worse, I wasn't even sure I wanted to. Still, I didn't want to ruin these girl's, just because I was too weak willed to spare them a depraved fate. Closing my eyes I breathed..

  In.

  Out.

  And imagined them both as wrinkled old women.

  In..

  Out..

  Wrinkled decrepit old women with loose pancakes for breasts..

  In...

  Out...

  Wheelchair bound, wrinkled decrepit old women with loose pancakes for breasts...

  It may have been juvenile, but It worked, to an extent. For one, I no longer heard audibly distinct sound of my dick occupying more space than my pants could physically bare. The knowledge that I could have them at anytime with just a gnce and a smile, held back the worst of the rampant impulses.

  Sigh..

  However, dispite the show of restraint, the redhead was now aware of my presence. I figure I had a handful of minutes, maybe less, before the two got the bright idea that some guy minding his own damn business, needed a p dance and blow job, at the same time.

  In..

  Out..

  In way I pitied them, stumbling across me during a futile attempt at isotion, they were in the wrong pce at the wrong time. Because.. the moment I gained any meaningful interest in them, and i inevitably would, their fate, destiny or whatever the hell you called it, would pull them out of their lives.

  To my right the triplets were rapidly approaching the point of no return. The sisters jogged into view, each respectively wearing grey purple and yellow thigh high jogging shorts and matching bck sport halter tops. Fresh beads of sweat glistened across their creamy vanil complexion as they moved like poetry in motion

  Their thighs would look good wrapped around my dick. Against my better judgment, I lowered the volume, letting the white noise of a grunge rock, fade away.

  "..ome on Trina, let's take a short 5 minute break." Compined one triplet with her hair dyed violet and done in twin ponytails. "I forgot to grab a bottle of gatorade before we left.

  "Unlike you dear sister, me and Arisa don't do this every day. Running a hand through the ringlets of her hair, she pointed a finger at the ponytailed sister in question.

  At that moment, the clouds parted, bathing me in the warmth of the noon day spring sun. Several things happened at once, non of which came as a surprise to me anymore.

  "I'm sorry to bother you." the blond asked. She smiled, her pheromones saturating with hope and anticipation. "But could I borrow your phone for a moment, mine got wet and went on the fritz." Maybe the series of impusible events spiraling around me day in day out, had jaded me somewhat. I merely raised a brow that she decided to go with that particur excuse.

  My gaze of course, drifted back over to the stunning trio. They were for reasons unknown to anyone but me, beginning their cool down exercises here and now all pces, as if they had arrived at their final destination.

  Sweat, long soaked through the skin tight shiny lycra, highlighted the toned firm bubble butts of the three sisters perfectly. Any other time, say.. a year ago, I would've considered the possibility of meeting a set of young gorgeous triplets in my lifetime, an outright impossibility.

  Suddenly, one of them. The one in yellow, with redish brown ringlets, pointed at me.

  If i wanted, i could have all of them eating out the palm of my hand. It wasn't ego or hubris talking, but complete and utter disbelief, beaten to death by a nigh inescapable cult of crazy sycophants. A rge part of me shamelessly lusted after the triplets, I wanted to not just see more, but walk over to the trio and boldy cim them for amusement and pleasure.

  In what seemed lioe no time at all, the whole area warmed up enough to enjoy a comfortable walk around the park in a bikini if one were so inclined. "Ungg, it's so hot." the frekled redhead announced. She wasn't wrong, however It was more than the physical temperature that was rising.

  Suddenly, the pageboy blonde beside her, decided her blouse was just as stuffy, and began unbuttoning it. The redhead following suit, lifting her dress off in one breathtaking motion, revealing matching pair of cy pink bra & panties.

  Across and over to my left, the triplets continued on with their cool down exercise, bending over and stretching, unintentionally offering my unwavering gaze, a prime view of lith leggy perfection.

  My dick throbbed insistently, lust & desire welling up from within, dragging the telltale whisper of fategued fabric, across my ears. Natural or not, It was a heady experience seeing them undress and dispy themselves before me of their own seeming accord. If i hadn't seen and felt the sheer absurdity of such event on a daily basis, I never would've belived my eyes, hell I sometimes I still didn't.

  Fuck..

  In a moment of temptation, I dared to open myself to the unholy power coursing through my very being. What was reality but an open canvas waiting me to decire my vision on how things should be. It wasn't a physical ability, but more a nuance of intent. It was the kind I could imagine a god wielding as an extension of themselves.

  Whatever it was through, was subversive, acting more on my subconscious desires and emotions than any forward thought. And at the moment, my own subconscious began to churn & stir, smming my libido and filling it with horny impulses of what could and shall be.

  I wanted to demand a tribute, a show of talent and ability to decide if they were worthy of being inducted into my growing collective. I wanted to bare witness as their very minds unraveled, and came undone with rapture as I graced them with the full measure of my attention. I wanted.. I wanted to shove girl with the purple hair, down on her knees and fuck her skull like a god damn caveman.

  I gasped, struggling to push back against the euphoric experience of unrestrained thought. I held back the on the impulse, just barely enough to keep from acting on it. Mind made up, I hide the erection pressing insistently from the overstessed seat of my pants, with my hands as best I could.

  I was becoming aroused, if they witnessed it, they would lose themselves. Cranking the volume of a sharp riffing guitar solo, I got up and quietly walked away.

  I kept my gaze downward, ignoring everything around me but the ground beneath my feet. Because I knew, if turned around, if I bothered to look either one in the eyes, they were all well and truly fucked.