Gender: Male Age: 45 Location: N/A
01 Nikki’s Boobs
Ron decided to let his older step-sister alone, for the rest of that day at least. She wasn’t stupid and he thought she might begin to suspect what had really happened. So, he figured he’d let it cool off, at least until he had done some more “research” on the limits of what he could do.
The next day, Sunday, was traditionally a day for lounging about the house not doing much of anything. The Chaffeys were not a religious family, so they didn’t go to church. Ron got up around 9:00 or so, and went down to have breakfast. As soon as he got there, he saw his mother sitting at the table having her breakfast. On impulse, he went over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
‘Morning, mom. How was your meeting yesterday?’ It had been out of town and she hadn’t gotten back until after he had gone to sleep.
‘Morning, Ron. It was your usual garbage. Nothing really ever gets accomplished in a board room, you know. You seem awful chipper this morning. Do you know what’s up with Dawn?’
Uh-oh. What does she know? How could she know? Is she speaking in code, that she knows I’ve been up Dawn?
He tried to play it casual.
‘Well, she seemed a little upset when she came down for breakfast, she didn’t eat anything and she went back to her room.’
‘She’s probably still working on the final write-up for her project. I had to help her with it yesterday so I know she’s worried about it.’ Ron hoped this was it, otherwise he could have a problem. He was starting to think he could get into some sort of trouble if anybody found out about his “Power”.
‘Well, maybe so. Still, could you try to be nice to her for a few days? No need in stressing the family out. Oh, by the way, I have to go get Nikki, she wants to come home early for some reason. While I’m out, could you pretty please wash the dishes?’ His mom always knew how to get to him. “Pretty please” said with a particular tone in her voice could make him do just about anything.
‘OK, OK. Sorry, I know I was supposed to do ‘em yesterday, but...’ He trailed off, not wanting to say he had been too busy fucking his step-sister.
‘Yes, I know, “other things”. Well, just try to get them done sometime today, okay? Might as well wait ‘til after lunch, though.’
With that, she got up, put her dishes in the sink, and headed upstairs to get dressed. Ron watched her go, watching her ass sway underneath her robe.
I wonder what she looks like without it.
Ron was washing the dishes when his mother returned with Nikki. It was obvious even before he saw her that she was in a bad mood. He could somehow hear her bad mood as soon as she walked in the door.
‘...And she shouldn’t have said that.’ Nikki stormed into the kitchen and slumped into a chair.
‘Now, honey. This isn’t really that bad. C’mon, you know that you two will make up soon, and you’ll have forgotten the whole thing by next weekend. Why work yourself up like this?’
‘Not this time. I’m never speaking to her again.’
‘Why don’t you go have a nice relaxing shower,’ Ron suggested.
Nikki said nothing for a moment, then stood and and ran upstairs.
‘What’s with her?’ Ron asked.
‘Oh, Tammy said Nikki’s boobs were too big, or something like that, and Nikki, well, you know Nikki. I hope she’ll feel more relaxed after having a shower – it was a good idea to suggest that.’
Nikki was rather overly sensitive about such remarks because she was much better endowed than most sixteen-year-olds, but they weren’t “too big”. At least, Ron didn’t think so.
He thought they were perfect.
‘Guess I’ll be avoiding her for a while.’
‘Ron. Now that’s not nice.’
‘Sorry. But she can be a real pain when she gets into one of her moods.’ Of course, he thought, I think I could probably change her mood...
‘Right, I’m done with the dishes. Anything else you need me to do?’
‘No, that’s it. Thanks, Ron.’
Ron headed upstairs. He was going to go to his room and play on his computer, but decided he needed to talk to Dawn. He went past his room to hers and knocked softly on her door.
‘Dawn? Can I come in?’
‘I guess so.’
She didn’t sound very enthusiastic. As Ron opened the door, she was lying on her bed, on her stomach, wearing only a bra and panties. Ron had a very good look at her legs and her ass. He wanted to have a serious talk with her, but the immediate hard-on he got in response to the sight was making his mind just a little cloudy.
‘What?’ She didn’t sound at all like she wanted to talk.
‘I was just wondering what’s eatin’ you. Mom said you were upset about something, and you haven’t been out of here all day. What’s up?’
‘What do you care? You’re gonna get what you want, right? Or you’ll tell mom.’
Ah, thought Ron, so that’s what this is about.
‘Look, Sis. You and I made an agreement. I am not going to let you out of it, but I’m not going to abuse it, either. You are my step-sister, and I don’t want to hurt you, but I do have...urges...from time to time.’
He was working very hard at resisting one of those urges right then. He wanted very badly to plant his hand right on her ass, but that would not have helped the situation, and he knew it.
Dawn rolled over onto her back and looked at him.
‘So, what’s it going to be? Once a day? Twice? How often will I be punished for my mistake?’
Mistake? Why does she think...Aha. She really believes that screwing me was entirely her idea. She thinks she finally gave in to a sexual urge of her own. That’s what’s bothering her. How do I relieve that without spilling the beans?‘Look, Sis, I know you feel bad about this, but really, I’m not sure you should be blaming yourself completely. I’m sure that somehow I am at least partly responsible as well. I mean, it’s not like I tried to stop you or anything.’ Hardly. ‘I think you’re beating yourself up over the whole thing. If you just relax about it, you might even enjoy it.’
‘That’s the part that worries me, Ron,’ she said, ‘I already did enjoy it and I really want to do it again, soon.’
‘Nothing wrong with that,’ he grinned, ‘so did I, and so do I.’
He had finally found the right thing, the words that somehow triggered the desired response in her confused mind. She gave him a beautiful smile. And, something else? An invitation, just in the eyes.
He leaned over and gave her a little kiss on the lips.
She held his head and kissed back, putting passion into the response.
This kiss was the best they had shared, for the passion was solely her idea.
It was Sunday, and there was nothing on TV. He had, however, taped some programs during the week that were on while he was at school. One of them was Spenser: For Hire. He liked the idea of being a private investigator, someone who could figure out who did what to whom. This particular episode was about a guy who had amnesia, and there were bad guys trying to kill him. He got to thinking…Amnesia, Hmm? I’d never thought of that. I wonder if I can make somebody forget stuff. I’ve been able to do almost everything else I’ve tried...He had tried to get a sparrow to land on his hand, but it had completely ignored him so he figured his power must only work on people. He thought about how, when, and most importantly, who. Then it came to him.
Nikki. She’s had a fight with her best friend, Tammy. I know mom is right that they will probably make up soon. But what if I could make her forget the severity of the event? Then they might get back together more quickly, which would get her out of the house more often, which would keep her out of my hair...Yes, that’s something that has very little risk. If it doesn’t work, she’ll never know anything happened. If it does work, she’ll be gone more often.
He walked down to Nikki’s room, and was about to knock. Then he realised that he really had nothing to actually say to her, and that just standing there staring at her would be very odd behaviour. He decided to stand outside the door and try his experiment. He wasn’t sure how to visualize this one, though.
He struggled for a few minutes before finally realising he was just going to have to chance it. He knocked on her door.
She always seem to be saying “Go Away” with that answer. Ron opened the door and walked in.
‘What do you want? She just glared at him from in front of her wardrobe, having just returned from her shower.
Ron just asked her straight out what was wrong, willing her not to be embarrassed about giving him the full details.
He was stunned when she turned to face him, threw her dressing gown off and stood there stark naked.
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him as she said, ‘Tammy said my breasts are too big and that my pubes look horrible because I shaved all the hair off?’
Ron thought she was more developed than her outfits led one to believe. He also thought her breasts and shaven pubes were beautiful, and said so. Then he decided to see if he could do a little “curative tinkering”, looked her straight in the eye, and she seemed to go a little blank. Not zombie blank, just a sort of “I’m not really paying attention” kind of blank.
‘Nicole, you will forget that you were offended by what Tammy said to you. You will think you left early so that you could finish your homework. You will not remember me saying any of this to you, but you will obey it all.’ He added the last part from something he remembered in a story about hypnotism. He thought it might work here as it did in the story.
Ron looked away, and Nikki blinked. ‘Well?’ she demanded.
‘I was just wondering how come you came home early from Tammy’s, that’s all.’
‘Well, if you MUST know, I’ve got this assignment due tomorrow.’
‘Mom said you were upset about something Tammy might have said.’ This was the acid test. This was as direct a question as he dare ask.
‘Huh? No. Nothing of the sort. She did say my boobs were rather big and that I shouldn’t shave my pubes, but we just didn’t have much to do, and I’ve got some homework, so I decided to come home early. Mom must’ve misunderstood…I mean, you don’t think my boobs are too big, do you?’
When he didn’t reply she lifted her breasts up, holding them out for his inspection, and squeezed her nipples,
‘Well, do you?’
‘No, not at all.’
Nikki then laid down on the bed with her legs spread wide, lowered her hands to her groin and pulled her pussy lips apart with the tips of her fingers, her legs hooked behind her elbows and said, ‘What about my pubes?’
‘They look great as well, I just thought I’d ask.’
With that, he turned around and walked out, a huge grin on his face. Another test, very satisfactorily completed.
02 First Monday
Ron went to school on Monday morning where he suddenly became very aware of all of the people around him. Furthermore, he knew he could make them do anything he wanted. Instead of a feeling of power, however, this scared the shit out of him.
I can’t let anyone find out about the power I’ve got. If anyone catches me, I’m dead meat.
As Monday wore on, Ron became more and more aware of his formerly unconsidered ability to influence people. This was how he had always been: people just naturally “wanted” to agree with him. But now, after the weekend he’d just had, it seemed extremely unnatural. But, as of yet, he’d found no way to turn his power off.
Even more upsetting were the things he thought he was starting to hear. Just whispers, really, from the people around him. Always about him, like there was some big secret that he didn’t know, and everybody knew he didn’t know, and they were talking behind his back, but when he’d look, no one was talking at all.
What in the hell is going on? Am I going crazy now? Is that what this all was? The beginning of some kind of...what did that book call them? some kind of ‘psychosis’?
Every time Ron heard the whispers, he would try to listen in, but he couldn’t seem to make out the words. As the day wore on, however, he realised that they were getting clearer. He was actually starting to make out something other than his name by lunchtime but as he walked through the cafeteria to the counter to get his meal he was suddenly bombarded with such a lot of voices that the sum total degenerated into “white noise” for a few moments.
He couldn’t understand what was going on because he could also hear the actual noise level, which wasn’t all that loud.
Then he heard some comments he knew were about him, but he could see that the lips of the person speaking weren’t moving, and he realised that what he wasn’t hearing actual speech but thoughts.
Well, well. So it looks like I can read minds, too. Neat.
History class came, and he looked over at Jessica Simmons.
Soon, Jessica, you and I will have some fun.
Just then, Mrs. Hayes, the history teacher, walked into the room. Up until now, Ron hadn’t paid a lot of attention to Mrs. Hayes’ body, so enamoured was he with Jessica, but today’s outfit grabbed his attention. There was no reason for it to, for it was the same tight-fitting sweater and knee-length skirt combination she wore most days, but today her outfit was electric blue, and it simply drew his eyes right to her.
Mrs. Hayes was 5’ 8” tall, slender, with an ample bust and well-defined legs, at least what Ron could see of them. Her chest strained her sweater quite a bit, and Ron wondered for the first time if she wore a bra. Her light brown hair flowed down over her shoulders and framed a beautiful, round face with big, round eyes, and an open expression. Her lips were small, almost pouting, and her nose was just a touch too small for her face. Somehow, it all combined to give her the kind of look that makes men melt. Ron wasn’t melting. As a matter of fact, certain parts of him were doing anything but melting. He found it very hard to concentrate on her lecture, as his eyes roamed her body. He even found that he had shut out the “whispers” while his attention was focused on more tangible things.
Class ended, and everyone filed out. On his way home, he saw his step-sister Nikki talking with Tammy outside school. He walked over, because he normally walked her home, as per his mother’s request. Neither of them were happy about it, but Ron was also unhappy that he was unhappy about it. This confused even him, but he knew that he loved his step-sister, it’s just that she was a pain sometimes.
If Tammy doesn’t walk with us, maybe I could change Nikki a little on the way home.
Just as he finished thinking this, he arrived where Nikki and Tammy were standing.
‘Hey, Nikki. Hi, Tammy. Are you eating with us tonight?’
Nikki found this a perfectly normal question, but Tammy looked at both of them, confused. ‘What’s with you guys? Nikki storms out of my house yesterday, and today you guys are asking me to dinner?’
Ron looked at Nikki to see what she would do. Nikki said, ‘Look, Tammy, yesterday I just had some homework to do, that’s all. Sorry if you thought I was angry about something.’
Tammy was clearly very unsure. Ron didn’t want to “adjust” her thinking in so public a location, where he wasn’t able to give his full attention to his tinkering.
‘So, are you eating with us, or what?’
Ron didn’t really care either way, but he wanted to get home.
‘Not today, Ron. Mom is making my favourite for dinner, and it wouldn’t be nice for me to miss it. Maybe tomorrow night.’
‘Okay, then. You ready to go, Nik?’ Nik was Ron’s special name for Nikki. He only used it when he wanted her to know he was in a good mood. It usually got him a favourable response, but not always.
‘Sure, let’s go, Ron. See ya tomorrow, Tammy.’ As they walked off, she told him, ‘You’re in an awfully good mood for a Monday. How come?’
‘I’m not really sure, Nikki. It’s just been a pretty good day.’
They stopped at an intersection and Ron stood in front of her, quickly checking that no one else was within earshot. He looked straight into her eyes and repeated the words he’d been practicing for the last five minutes in his head. ‘Nikki, I am about to give you some instructions. You will not consciously remember them, but you will obey them. You will obey all of the instructions I give you until you hear me snap my fingers twice. Nod if you understand.’
Nikki nodded her head slowly, and Ron continued, ‘We will start walking again, but you will still obey all of my orders. Nod if you understand and agree.’ Nicole nodded again. A lot of this he remembered from his hypnotism book. They crossed the street and continued walking. By the time they had gotten home, Ron had made several commands to Nicole, and had repeated them for emphasis. He was pretty sure she would obey all of them. Some of his commands were for her to be nicer to him. Others dealt with things she should ignore if she happened to see him with Dawn. And a few final commands dealt with the chores of his that she would now do without being asked. He wasn’t sure how he’d explain this, but he’d figure something out. He snapped his fingers twice as they walked in the front door. Nikki headed up to her room to change, and Ron went into the kitchen to get something to drink. He found a note on the table from his mother:
I’ll be late home tonight: we have a big project to do at work. Please order in from one of our usual places, ask Nikki and Dawn, and try to make everyone happy. I won’t be home until after midnight. Do your homework, and go to bed at 11:00
Ron had gotten used to his mother leaving these notes for him instead of his older step-sister, Dawn. So, it seemed, had Dawn, since she rarely complained about mom putting Ron in charge. Ron was very mature for his age, and his mother just trusted him more than his older step-sister. Ron thought about Dawn, and immediately began to get a hard-on.
With mom out of the house, and with Nikki ignoring any unusual behaviour, all I have to do is convince Dawn. Maybe while she’s in the shower...
03 Dawn And Nikki - Blackmail
Dawn came home and went straight upstairs.
Ron was watching TV, and since her daily routine was always the same, he figured he’d only have to wait about ten minutes until she was in the shower before he went upstairs to join her. When he heard the water start, he waited a few more minutes, went to his room to put his dressing gown on and then headed to the bathroom. He opened the door quietly, and almost giggled at the role-reversal from their initial encounter.
As soon as he was in the room, Ron knew something was wrong.
Dawn was definitely not alone.
He heard moans of what sounded like pleasure from the other side of the shower curtain, coming from two very distinct voices.
Dawn and Nikki? how long has THAT been going on? Maybe this explains some of Dawn’s anxiety.
Ron thought about what to do, then decided on the direct approach. He walked over to the shower curtain, and opened it up a bit.
He pulled the curtain wide when he saw what was going on and demanded, ‘What are you girls doing?’
This was a rhetorical question as what they were doing was obvious, Dawn was lying down in the tub with Nikki on top of her in a 69, lapping at each others pussy and Dawn fondling Nikki’s breasts.
Nikki’s head jerked round to see him while Dawn looked up in horror from between Nikki’s legs, both going rigid when they heard Ron speak.
The look of terror in Nikki’s eyes was expected, as was Dawn’s look of fear, and Ron was unsure of how to react. Then he heard one of those whispers, this one quite clear.
He knew this thought was from Dawn as he recognized the voice, plus Nikki would never have used such language. Ron stood and waited as Nikki got off Dawn to sit on the bottom of the tub, her ankles by Dawn’s ears and her toes under her shoulders.
If his cock had not already been hard as iron, the sight of the two naked bodies would have made it so, and he waited for what he knew was coming.
‘Ron...I didn’t want you to find out about this...’
‘Dawn, stop. Just one question. Is this what was bothering you yesterday? That I might find out about you two?’
‘Yes. I don’t know what happened between us, Ron. I had almost come to the conclusion that I was a lesbian.’
‘A lesbian. I don’t want you to tell mom. You won’t tell her, will you? Please?’
Dawn was begging now, and the pleading look in Nikki’s eyes was obvious, too.
‘What about you, Nikki? Are you a...a lesbian?’
Nikki found it hard to speak. ‘I - I - I don’t k-know, Ron. I’ve never h-had s-sex with a b-boy. Are you gonna tell on us?’
‘Well, I don’t know. I suppose I should...’
Both girls almost screamed, ‘No.’
Dawn added, ‘Ron, please. It’s not her fault. I kind of forced her in the start. She’s never had any other sex, like she said. Mom would be furious.’
Ron thought he had pushed far enough to be able to suggest a solution.
Maybe I’ll get some non-mind-controlled sex here.
‘Okay, but there’ll be a price for my keeping your secret.’
‘What do you want?’
Dawn was afraid she knew, but also knew that once again, she knew she didn’t have a choice.
‘Well, from you, Dawn, I want you to do certain ones of my chores from now on.’ That would be all the chores he didn’t give to Nikki, effectively removing all duties from him, and giving him much more free time, while retaining control of the house. ‘As for you, Nik, well, I don’t know how to say this. Your body is making me horny, and I want to fuck you.’
This was Dawn, who was surprised he had been so blunt about it. Nikki seemed much more subdued, as though she was thinking about it.
‘If I let you, then you won’t tell mom about us?’
‘And we can still do this?’
‘So long as I’m with you some times when you do it.’
‘Some of the girls at school say that sex hurts.’
Ron wasn’t sure how to answer this and looked to Dawn for a little help. Since she saw that Ron wasn’t forcing the issue, Dawn decided to be encouraging, reached up aboved her head and fondled Nikki’s pussy.
‘It will hurt some the first time, Nikki. That’s because he has to bust your cherry, like he did mine, when his cock goes in here,’ and she pushed a finger into Nikki’s pussy.
Nikki blushed at the idea and glanced at the head of Ron’s cock poking out of his gown.
‘But after that it feels great, like when he cums inside you…and if you’re cumming at the same time, boy does it feel great. And Ron will be gentle, won’t ya, Ron?’ She smiled and gave a wink.
Ron knew she was cooperating on her own now, and wondered what that really meant.
‘Nik, I’ll tell you what I told Dawn. You’re my step-sister, and I don’t want to hurt you. I will be as gentle as I can, but it’s still going to hurt this first time. After that, I think you might really enjoy it…Dawn certainly did.’
‘Okay, Ron. Why don’t you come in here? You’re letting all the hot air out.’
Ron did just that. He nearly ripped off his clothes, and jumped in the shower with them. Before anything else happened, though, Dawn had a disturbing thought. ‘Ron, what about mom?’
‘She’s gone out and won’t be home till late. She left a message.’
That was the last barrier that needed to go. Ron was in charge here, and he had to decide how he wanted to do it.
‘Okay, Dawn, I want you to show Nikki how to suck my cock. Nik, watch real close, so you can learn how.’
Dawn knelt down and began to apply her considerable talents to his manhood, taking his cock down her throat and interrupting occasionally to tell Nikki something.
Ron was in absolute heaven, but stopped Dawn after a few minutes. ‘If you go any further, I’m gonna blow.’
‘Go ahead. You’ll recover pretty quick.’
‘Okay, if you say so.’ Dawn resumed her sucking, but was interrupted again, this time by Nikki.
‘Can I try, Sis?’
‘If you like. Why don’t you start out just by licking the shaft, like I showed you?’
Nikki did this, and was joined by Dawn, producing a sensation on Ron’s cock that was starting to be more than he could take. He closed his eyes as the two girls licked up and down opposite sides of his cock and thought of baseball, algebra, dissecting a frog, but nothing was working.
Then, all of a sudden, a small mouth engulfed about a third of his cock and started sucking hard, a tongue lashing about the underside like a writhing snake.
It was Nikki, and Dawn could see she had trouble taking his cock deeper.
‘Nikki, stop a minute and watch me.’
Dawn showed her how to deepthroat his cock, took her head away and said, ‘When the head of his cock gets to the back of your mouth you need to make a conscious effort to relax your throat muscles and not gag. When he cums, take his cock as deep into your throat as you can, and swallow. Now try again.’
Nikki did as told, and suddenly his cock was sliding into the liquid heat of her throat.
Ron could take no more.
‘Oh, crap, Nik. I’m gonna come.’
Nikki took his cock deeper until her nose was mashed against his pubes, sucking hard and flexing her tongue against the underside of Ron’s cock as he exploded into her mouth, pouring squirt after squirt of come into her tight little throat. She sucked it all up, and his cock came out clean.
‘Was that okay, Ron?’ Nikki asked, in her naive way wanting to know if her step-brother approved.
‘Oh, hell yes, Nik.’
They fooled around a little more in the shower, and Ron’s cock was soon standing at attention again.
‘Looks like you’re ready for more, little brother.’
Dawn gripped his cock.
‘Well, definitely not so little huh,’ she added with a giggle.
‘Yeah, I guess I am ready. Why don’t we go to my bedroom for the rest, though? It’ll be more comfortable.’
They all agreed with that, and, after an abbreviated drying session, which included more deepthroating by both of them, they moved to Ron’s room down the hall.
‘Dawn, why don’t you do to Nikki what you were doing when I interrupted. I want to learn how to do that.’
Nikki laid on the edge of the bed with her legs over the side. Dawn knelt down with her face at Nikki’s pussy while Ron knelt next to Dawn and observed.
Dawn first ran her tongue up and down Nikki’s slit. Then, using her fingers, she opened up Nikki’s pussy and slid her tongue deep inside. Dawn continued this, acting the teacher as she would stop for a second to say something to Ron. Nikki was writhing around on the bed in pure ecstasy by now.
‘Ron, finish this part off. See that little bud? That’s her clitoris, and it’s real sensitive, sort of like the head of your cock. Give it a little kiss.’
Dawn moved over, and Ron bent in. He took the little nubbin into his mouth and sucked it.
Nikki suddenly let out a squeal of pleasure which turned into a loud scream of ecstacy as Ron continued sucking, flicking his tongue over the little bud, until Nikki came down from her orgasm.
‘That was an orgasm, Ron. Now, I think she’s ready to be fucked. Aren’t you, Nikki?’
‘I...I guess so.’ She looked at Ron pleadingly, ‘Please, Ron, go slow?’
‘Okay, Nik.’ Ron positioned himself at her entrance. He was turned on just looking at her pussy, completely bereft of any hair. Slowly, as Dawn played with Nikki’s nipples, Ron eased his cock into her pussy until he was pushing against her hymen.
God, she’s tight.
Then he slowly pulled back out until he had just the very end of his cock was still inside. He pushed back in and out for a few minutes, until she had loosened up.
‘This next part is going to hurt, Nikki. Once I’ve done it, I’ll stay still until you tell me you’re okay. Alright?’
‘Uh-huh.’ There was fear in her voice, but it was hard to hear over the desire he could sense.
‘You’ll feel great when his cock is all the way inside, Nikki,’ Dawn said, ‘and it’ll blow your mind when her cums inside you as well.’
Ron had decided the best way would be to plunge in as far as he could and as hard as he could. He placed his hands on her hips for extra purchase, and thrust hard and fast.
Nikki let out a short scream as he smashed her barrier aside and her tight pussy stretched to accommodate his size, and he froze when his cock was buried about two-thirds the way in.
‘Nikki, are you okay?’
‘Yeah, I...I think so. Don’t move for a while, okay?’
‘I won’t move until you say.’ Well, that wasn’t entirely true because he leant over and sucked one of her nipples.
After a couple of minutes of this, which was only getting her hotter, Nikki said, ‘Okay, Ron. I’m ready. But go slow at first.’
‘Okay, Nik. Here goes.’
Ron pushed his cock the rest of the way in, watching the expression on Nikki’s face change from nervousness to delight, pulled back and then began a slow in and out rhythm.
Then he gradually picked up the pace as his excitement rose.
Dawn straddled Nikki’s face, and Nikki began expertly eating out her sister.
Damn. What a view.
Ron could not believe his luck.
Two girls in the same house as me whom I can now screw whenever I want. I wonder if I should make it three?
The thought of his mother’s ass swaying beneath her robe yesterday morning, and what it might look like not covered by her robe, sent him over the edge. He came in Nikki with considerable force, sending her over the edge into orgasmic bliss for the fourth time. Nikki must have sucked harder on Dawn, because her orgasm started at the same time.
Ron’s room was filled with a lot of groaning and moaning until finally, they all fell in a pile, limp. Ron made sure to roll off Nikki, so as not to hurt her, but he didn’t remove his cock. Her pussy was just such a nice, warm place. They all fell asleep like that.
Tuesday morning came round and Ron was still apprehensive about school. He was constantly worried now that he might accidentally make someone do something that would give him away. He was starting to learn a little control and could “tune out” the “whispers” so that he could concentrate on schoolwork, but the influence he’d always had was still there, ever present. Then Ron finally realised that, if people suddenly stopped agreeing with him, this too might be noticed, so he stopped trying to turn this part of him off.
The day was going along smoothly until third period, his English class. As soon as he walked into the room, he knew he was being watched. Not in the normal sense that someone looks at you for more than just a glance, but someone was aware of him as a force to be reckoned with. He took a quick look around, but he had no idea who or what he was sensing. This disturbing feeling followed him throughout the day, and upset him more than anything else had to this point. He was glad when the school day ended.
He was mildly disappointed to find that Tammy would be eating with them tonight. Then again he thought, Mom will be home, anyway, so there’s not much I could do with my step-sisters anyhow. How should I deal with mom? One way or another, I’m going to have to do something. Sooner or later she’s going to notice that I am getting along much better with them and might start to wonder why.
He had another thought.
Should I add mom to my “collection”? I’ll have to think about that.
The night passed without incident, but Ron wasn’t sure whether he was glad for that or not. He did take the opportunity to refine Nikki’s orders, now that she was part of the action. He removed her orders to ignore unusual activity, and rerouted it into an inability to talk about it with anyone other than him or Dawn, pleased that both his step-sisters were now his willing sex slaves.
When his mother came in to say goodnight and give him his usual hug, and what had become the usual kiss on the cheek, Ron decided to go one step further. He stood up and gave her a hug, but instead of kissing her on the cheek, he gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Nothing that could be denoted as overtly sexual (yet), just a quick peck. Nevertheless, his mother gave him a very strange look, but she said nothing.
Interesting reaction he thought. I half expected her to yell at me.
He decided not to worry over this one and he knew now that he wanted to add mom to his group, but in a special way: He wanted her to come to him. He wasn’t sure how to accomplish this, but he knew he was on the right path. She had allowed him more latitude in the last few days than ever before, and he was going to push just as far as he could.
05 Mrs. Hayes
Wednesday morning brought a certain dread to Ron. He knew that the who or what that had been watching him would still be there today. Maybe I should stay home today, have mom call me in sick. Nah, that won’t achieve anything. Sooner or later, I’m going to have to face whatever it is. Besides, maybe it’s just more power coming out, and it just feels like someone’s watching. He knew this was wrong, but it felt reassuring to think it.
As soon as he arrived at school, he knew his reassuring thought was wrong. Whatever "it" was, it was external to him. He could feel it, almost tangible now, pounding on his head like a drum. Then, suddenly, the feeling drew back, almost ceasing, as if someone realised they were pushing too hard. Ron was scared now: this...thing...was acting too much like a person to be just an “it” He looked around at all the people, but he saw nothing.
The feeling quickly died away into the background as classes begun, but Ron was unable to concentrate on schoolwork, for he was too busy thinking about the “watcher” as he had taken to calling that feeling. Who is it? And what do they want? He would find out soon enough, but he didn’t know that.
The feeling seemed to disappear entirely at the end of the day, and Ron was able to concentrate on other matters. Soon enough, History class came, and when Ron saw Mrs. Hayes today, he almost fell out of his seat. Her sweater was about a size and a half too small for her, and he could tell that she was not wearing a bra. He could see her nipples tenting the material on the front of her sweater. Her outfit was all black, and her skirt today was quite snug, ending an inch above her knees, with short slits up the sides to make it easier to walk. Ron gave up on trying to listen to her lecture, and daydreamed about what he would do if he could ever get her alone. He knew this was almost impossible, but he was planning for it, anyway. He knew that all the things that had happened to him over the last week were impossible, too, but they’d happened.
As the class went on, Ron started to compare Jessica with all other girls, and he realised how stunning she was in comparison. He would take her, but more as a matter of revenge than anything else. She had taunted him all these months, staying entirely out of reach.
As the class bell rang ending the school day, Ron was startled when Mrs. Hayes called his name. ‘Ron? Jessica? could you two stay for a few minutes?’ Ron had no idea what this was about. He knew he wasn’t in any trouble; he wasn’t the sort of kid to do that stuff. Ron and Jessica headed to the front of the room as the rest of the students filed out.
‘Ron, I need to ask a favour of you,’ Mrs. Hayes began. ‘I know it’s late in the year, but Jessica has developed some rather serious problems with her History grades. I was wondering if you would be willing to take her on as one of your students, and tutor her so that she can get her grades up?’
Ron really didn’t want to as he had all the students he needed, and was making good money already. But, he realised that this would get him an opportunity to be alone with Jessica, an exciting prospect. ‘Okay, Mrs. Hayes. So long as her parents agree with it, I’ve got no problems. They do know that all the sessions are at my house?’
‘Yes, Ron. They have no problem with that. What night would be best for you?’
‘Well, if her problem is really as serious as you say, she probably needs more than one night a week. I still have an opening at 8:00 on Thursday and Friday nights.’ Ron’s tutoring sessions were one hour long, and they ended at 9:00, so Jessica would be his last student of the night. That way, anything he did wouldn’t interfere with his other students and the sessions could be longer.
‘Okay. I’ve told them to call you tonight, so you should get a call from them. Jessica, make sure to tell your parents about Ron’s recommendation before they call, okay?’
‘Yes ma’am. I’ll let them know as soon as I get home.’
‘Okay. That’s all. You both can go.’
Ron was about to leave when he realised he had an opportunity here that he had just half an hour ago decided was impossible.
‘Mrs. Hayes? can I talk to you for a couple more minutes? I have a couple of questions about our final projects.’
This was true, he did have some questions, but it was also a good excuse.
‘Sure, Ron. I’ll see you tomorrow, Jessica.’
‘Bye, Mrs. Hayes.’ She didn’t deem Ron worthy of a good-bye, but he was too busy planning to be upset by that, sending all sorts of images to Mrs. Hayes, stuff that he knew would have his step-sisters climbing all over him. But it was having no effect. She just sat in her chair and waited.
What the hell is going on? Have I lost it? Or doesn’t it work on adults? Maybe I should try a different way...
Ron sent out a command.
Slowly, Mrs. Hayes’ hands moved up to her breasts and started kneading them. This was very attractive, but Ron thought of something else would be more so.
Take your sweater off.
Again, she did as instructed and pulled the sweater up over her head.
The view was incredible. While her face was obscured by the sweater, he had a clear view of the mounds on her chest. And heavenly mounds they were. He hoped this command would work: it was vaguer than most. He carefully reached out and caressed one of her breasts. She shuddered, but she did not scream. Not being able to see her face, he wasn’t sure whether she was trying to or not.
When the sweater was off completely she lowered her arms and held it in her lap. Ron reached over, took the sweater out of her hands and laid it on the desk. He reached over again and stroked her breast. The look on her face was fire, her expression containing all the rage and hatred in the world. Ron actually found that rather exciting.
He instructed her to take her skirt off by “forcing” an image into her mind of her removing it.
Now she was clad only in her stockings, panties, and high-heels. This was a very alluring view, but Ron wanted more. Then he decided to do a comparison test. Ron had her sit back down in her chair and he sat on her desk in front of her.
Suck my cock.
She sucked the head of his cock.
She did everything she was told. The experience was great. Not as good as Nikki or Dawn, but then he didn’t think anybody could beat his step-sisters at cocksucking. He started to get really excited, and knew he was about to come.
When he came, she swallowed all of it, and kept right on sucking.
After a minute or so for recovery, Ron decided he wanted the rest of her. Ron stood her up and told her not to move. He moved over to her, and, standing as tall as he could, gave her a kiss on the lips. She gave no reaction, except the look in her eyes, which was pretty much a constant now. He kissed her again. This time, she kissed back, with some force. He felt her tongue caress his lips, and he opened his mouth to admit it. Her tongue explored his mouth, and then she sucked his tongue into her mouth. They tongue-wrestled for a while, but then Ron broke off the kiss, knelt down to get a closer look at her panty-clad pussy. He could see a few stray hairs poking out of her panties, and he could no longer resist getting a better look. He was just going to pull her panties down, but then he changed his mind. They were flimsy enough that he grabbed hold with both hands, and tore them off instead. He would take these home as a souvenir of the experience.
Now Ron had an unobstructed view of her pussy.
It was completely covered with hair, and he couldn’t see much. Ron cupped her mound with his hand, and he felt her shiver. He also noticed that she was quite wet between her legs. He knew enough to realize this meant she was very excited, and ready for more. He bent in and flicked his tongue across her pussy lips. A moan escaped her lips, and she spread her legs to allow him access. Ron ate her out for several minutes, her juices coating his face and her inner thighs. She shuddered several times, but Ron couldn’t tell if these were orgasms or not.
Ron’s cock was straining to be in something tight and warm right now so he bent her over her desk and thrust his cock full into her straight away. A long moan ushered from her lips, and her hips were moving in small circles now. Ron had to hurry, he couldn’t be too late getting home, so he pounded her fast and hard. She came once, before he did, and then he came deep inside her belly, with a force that shocked him, it was so strong.
After they both came down, he had her dress and sit at her desk. He gave her verbal instructions not to remember any of it, not to notice that she didn’t have any panties on or that his cum was dripping down her thighs, and a couple of other commands to help him out in school a bit. Ron was not unaware of the non-sexual benefits of his power, and he was putting them to good use. Finished, Ron hurried to pick up his step-sister at her school. She would probably be upset that he was late, but, maybe not, given their recent change in relationship. Ron knew the whole world was changing for him, and he was starting to understand that, so long as he was careful, the rest of his life could be very entertaining indeed.
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