Most of you would call me a god, but that word is meaningless to me. There are others of course, we embody an aspect of humanity to its absolute fulle...st: Wrath, Honor, Envy, Joy, and Hope just to name a few. I am Lust, eternally committed to enjoying the absolute most of anything sexual. There are far too many of us to create a true list of us. Many years ago the others got bored with our lack of anything to truly do. We decided to create a race that held a piece of all of us in it. Initially. I’m not sure why, but those few words sent a shiver running down my spine. Then again, that may simply have been the cool morning air. Suddenly aware of my lack of clothes, I folded up the notes, slipped them in a drawer and made my way over to the nearby closet.My outfit for the day was quite simple. The first layer was made up of the skimpy pink bikini I had picked up the day before. I already owned three different ones, but I had fallen madly in love with it, and resisting the urge to buy it. He looks like a bouncer and has gigantic muscular arms. He is about six foot 5, and is very dark skin with a bald head. He has his hands all over her body. His big strong black hands is groping her big white titts as She keeps grinding on him. I think she sees me standing there with the drinks but that doesn't stop her. The more I see her grinding on this man, the more I realize something important. She should be fucking this guy. Just look at her and look at him. Why wouldn't they? She us. After a while, the other two join her and start taking care of me. The blonde stays in the pool, caressing my thighs and kissing my secret places. She does it differently than men. She is more thorough, knows exactly where to touch, where to lick, how hard to press down. She has a quick tongue and slender fingers, perfectly synchronized to push me further and further to the climax. She opens me wide and her warm tongue darts inside before making way for two of her fingers. The brunette is.