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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
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>This posting contains:
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion (continued)
Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries (fm, mmf)
Part 5 - Sex Goddess I Call Mom (oral mF)
Part 6 - Winding Up Another School Year (mfm)
>The next posting contains:
Chapter VI: 9th Grade, Summer 1986 - Summer Camp Campers
Part 1 - Off To Summer (Sex) Camp We Go (mc, mfmm, mf)
Part 2 - The Girl's Showers (mc, mf, ff)
(TP-Mast = Telepathic sharing while masterbating)
>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries
(fm, mmf)
"Okay, Joey. Lets go over the game plan. The twins are waiting right
inside, and I would like us to romance them a bit. That all right with
you?"
"Sure. I can do some sweet talkin'. I need the practice anyway. I
think I'm getting rusty with Suzi around."
"Hmmph," Suzi said. "Wouldn't hurt you to practice on me a little more
often."
"Anyway, I was meaning we do a lot of snuggling, you know, tender stuff.
They are pretty nervous, even though they would never let it show. By
the way, Suzi. Any tips on how to, uhm, you know. Puncture them as
painlessly as possible?"
"I would suggest letting her be on top, so they can control it. Oh!
What about pregnancy? If they have never worried about anyone having
sex with them, and you and your dad can't control it, do you know if
they are at the right time of the month to do this?"
"I hadn't thought of that," I said, thinking.
"Well, I brought the rubbers in case we needed them.." Joey suggested.
"Ok. That's cool. I guess we'll use them if they aren't positive they
won't get pregnant. Hey, Suzi? Do you want to share the action with me
or with Joey?"
"I think I'll just watch at first. Once they are enjoying themselves,
then maybe I'll join in. I'll just surprise you."
"Uhm okay. Ready Joey?" I said.
"Primed and ready to romance," Joey responded.
We walked in, and the three of us almost fainted. The twins were all
dressed up in bluish white frilly dresses. They wore matching fancy
hats, white stockings, and bluish white sandals. They were gorgeous.
After we got over our shock and made a big deal about how good they
looked, Suzi asked for their hats very politely, then tossed them onto a
long table, before she took a seat along the wall to watch the show.
"Tim? Which one is Joy?" Joey thought to me.
"The one who is staring at you, silly," I thought back.
Joey stepped up to Joy and offered her his arm. She laced hers through
it, and he led her to the other side of the bed. I followed his
example, and wound up sitting on the opposite edges of the bed, with our
backs to the other couple.
"Honey? You two never cease to amaze me. You really do look
beautiful," I said, staring into her bright brown eyes.
I started moving my face closer to hers, saying, "You're so warm, and
loving.. Your smile is so... life giving... Your eyes sparkle, like
diamonds, and your nose is.. perfect."
My voice was nearly a whisper, my lips were centimeters away from hers
when I said, "And your lips, so soft. So gentle. So sweet, like
Honey."
I gently kissed her, just with my lips, slowly and tenderly. When I
broke the kiss, we smiled at each other, resting our foreheads against
each others.
Our attention was drawn over to Joey and Joy, kissing in little bits,
eyes locked onto each others, only closing momentarily during the quick
kisses. But after the first ten or so kisses, their eyes were slow in
opening back up. Several kisses later, they stayed shut, while the lips
stayed touching longer.
I brought my eyes back to Honey's face, and a moment later she met her
eyes to mine. She quickly dropped them, suddenly shy, and even blushed
a little.
I broke through her shyness by kissing the tip of her nose and meeting
her lips again when she looked up. I was holding her gently, and began
to kiss with a little more vigor. Honey made the next move by pressing
her tongue against my lips. I allowed her access, and soon we were
exploring each others mouths.
We came up for air, and noticed Joey and Joy had laid back on the bed,
legs still hanging off the bed. Their kissing was starting get serious,
but I didn't feel I needed to rush and keep up with them.
Honey, however, had other ideas. She initiated the next kiss, and
moments later we too laid back on the bed. But instead of staying like
that, I paused our kiss to slip off my shoes, and she followed my
example.
We got on the bed fully, laid on our sides, and returned to our kissing,
embracing each other in our arms. My tongue was no match for hers when
I tried to playfully wrestle it. After three attempts, I decided to
move my efforts elsewhere.
My hand went down to her covered bottom, and I gave it a gentle squeeze.
Her momentary wiggle broke our kiss, so we paused briefly to get our
breath. Before she could attempt another kiss, I rolled her onto her
back with me on top. I kissed her passionately, while moving my hands
down her lovely dress, feeling her curves and warmth, swirling my
fingers when I reached her tummy.
I moved my mouth off her lips, traveling down to her neck. Her chest was
heaving, and I felt her pulse through her lips while I worked my right
hand down to her crotch. Her body stiffened a moment when I applied
pressure to her covered puss. Her eyes were closed as much as they were
open, while she breathed through her mouth as well as her nose.
I rolled off her, then shed my shirt before I assisted her to loosen her
dress. It became obvious she would have to stand up to remove her
dress, so I helped her up and off. Suzi did the unbuttoning, commenting
on the lack of a zipper. Even though Honey was removing her dress, she
was in no way nude when she finished. Her stockings covered her legs
all the way up to her frilly panties, and her matching bra covered more
than most swimsuits.
Joey and Joy had given up their own struggles to remove the top half, so
while Honey and I climbing onto the bed again, Suzi went over to help
them.
The world around us faded from our notice while my lips began to pamper
her neck once more. Her hands began swirling motions on my bare back as
I worked my way down to her upper chest. I found the bra served no
purpose other than to frustrate Joey and I. The material could provide
no support to their petite breasts. I began to tease her nipple through
the cloth, amused at the way her nipple would momentarily harden so
stiffly after my pressure was removed.
Her hands began working in series as they briskly ran down my back,
returning up my sides. My right hand reached her crotch once again, but
this time I only laid it on top, applying no pressure other than it's
weight. As I continued to tease nipple through the cloth, I made small
side trips to her bare skin above and below. Her hands had settle down,
going into repeating swirls along my back. Her eyes shut, lost in my
caress, I decided it was time to move a long a bit more.
Honey stiffened her thighs together a moment as I moved my right hand up
from her crotch, lightly keeping skin contact as it passed over her
tummy. I stopped my nibbling while I sunk my hands underneath her,
following the straps of her bra. The simple bow knot came free will
only a slight struggle, and I pulled the cloth away with my left hand.
As I sunk my lips and tongue into her lovely breasts, I moved my right
hand back down her tummy, followed the panty's edge to her side, then
slipped my hands between her panties and right butt cheek.
Her hands began to pull me up, wanting to get into my own pants. Her
mouth were making suckling motions, and I realize she wanted to suck me.
I distracted her from those intentions, by moving my lips back up to
hers. Her hands paused in their struggle, and before she could return
to pull me up, I dug my crotch into hers.
She felt my stiffness in my shorts, understanding her intentions would
have to change. Her hands went down to my shorts, slipping under the
elastic in the rear. She struggled to lower them, so I broke our kiss
and allowed her to proceed unobstructed.
She skillful work my shorts and underwear down, and I had to restrain
her from engulfing my standing erection. Once I was free of my clothes,
I laid back down on top of her, mistakenly digging my hardon into her
not so soft frills on her panties.
That discomfort brought on new frustration, prompting me to remove her
panties without any further delay. The stockings probably would have
been interesting to play with, but both of us were not waiting any
longer.
As I hastily removed her stockings, Suzi interrupted us saying, "Timmy,
don't forget about protection."
My lust filled head clear a bit, allowing me to explain to Honey our
concerns. But our worries were not needed, for they simply could not
have children.
I had a moment of sorrow, but Honey quickly brought me back to my
previously lust filled state by teasing my own nipples into stiffening
using her tongue.
I remembered Suzi's words, and indicated to Honey that she should be on
top.
As we rolled over, I noticed Joy and Joey were at the exact same stage.
I imagined the twins wished to do it at the same time, which according
to Suzi indeed did take place.
Honey was about to do it in a mechanically fashion, but I stopped her
and pulled her to me. She struggled slightly, wanting to proceed as
quickly as possible now, but I insisted. I kissed her lovingly,
wrapping my arms around her. She gave in, letting her crotch mash
against mine, making up both gasp at the contact. Her smooth skin was
flawless, her flesh, while not porky, was cushiony not bony. I imitated
her earlier motions with my hands as we kissed very deeply. Our passion
grew, and I felt her wetness below.
This brought on a surge of lust, making my tool suddenly attempting to
standup. Feeling his pressure against her crotch, she spread her legs
apart, rewarding me with a sudden increase of moisture and heat.
I groaned from the pulse of lust this created. I felt her crotch
sliding up mine, and before I realized her intentions, my head slipped
past her incredibly tight lips, and I found myself resting against an
obstruction I had never before encountered. I felt Honey shutter before
she lifted her crotch up, then back down hard. I moaned as her hymen
gave way, feeling her tight passageway swallow my dick, igniting
fireworks in my head.
I never knew for sure how much pain if any they had felt. The moment I
was completely within her, she began her characteristically slow
humping. Honey sat up, bringing forth another round of fireworks from
the suddenness of my deep penetration. My eyes were shut, my mouth was
open, and my brain was switched to standby mode. I was lost in a sea of
sensations and emotions, for the twins were sharing not just theirs, but
Joey's and mine.
Ironically, Joey and I were completely under their control while they
oh, so, SLOWLY rose and lowered themselves on our throbbing staffs.
When they indicated they wanted their breasts fondled while they pumped
for oil, Joey's and my hands instantly obeyed their wishes. We would
have done anything in that state. Joey and I were completely helpless
from the combination of the physical talents and their empathic powers.
And they used them. They indeed were my father's ultimate trap. I
could feel how powerful they were. They could enslave any male foolish
enough to be lured into their brainwashing lovemaking. Joey and I were
completely at their mercy, and apparently we were at their mercy for
more than an hour.
Suzi at first simply became bored. Her several attempts to join our fun
failed, and she was unable to make us respond to her. She did
everything she could think of short of physically harming us, and she
was unable to force the twins off us. Either I prevented her from doing
so, or the twins did, and Suzi wound up simply having to wait us out and
pray.
When the twins finally brought us to climax our orgasm pulsed to the
twins forever slow beat.
My awareness returned slowly afterwards, my mind hazy and sluggish,
finding a hysterical Suzi yelling at both Joey and I. I managed to moan
at her, flinging my limp left arm at her to shut up. She immediately
came over to me, and when she saw I couldn't understand her, she slapped
hard across the face, twice.
That jolted my brain back to the on position, I immediately held my
hands up to prevent her from doing it again.
I managed to mumble a thickly spoken "Why did you slap me?" that
actually sound like "Wha the Fu wa tha fa." My attempts to communicate
were not appreciated since Suzi had crawled over to Joey to slap him.
As my thoughts finally started to get back up to speed, I suddenly
jerked to a sitting position when I realize how vulnerable I had been to
their wishes. I tried to shake the rest of numbness from my head, and
looked around.
"Where they go?" I asked when I couldn't see the twins.
Suzi crawled back over to me and looked into my eyes to see if I was
okay. Then she said, "They're asleep on the floor tied up."
I blinked as my head processed her words, and I instantly said, "Untie
them."
She started to panic, but I just smiled and said "They didn't harm me.
They could have. But they didn't. That's why you can untie them,
silly."
Suzi still wasn't convinced. "How do you know that? How could you
possibly tell?"
"You have a point there. You're going to have to tell me," I said as I
connected her up to my thoughts, giving her complete access to my mind.
Suzi was started, but quickly felt her way around. She spent quite a
long time in there, and we both didn't notice Joey sitting up and speak.
He must have check out what was going on with his own ability to monitor
my thoughts. He got off the bed, almost tripping over the bound
sleeping Joy, and wobbled to the bathroom to pee.
Before he got back, Suzi concluded I was clean from any tampering.
Joey, seeing we were done, asked, "What happened? Why are we, uhm,
still us?"
I got off the bed and began untying Honey's bra from around her wrists.
"Because they didn't want to," I said.
Joey began untying Joy as the implications of my words sank in.
"Shit. Tim? I owe you one hell of an apology," Joey said as he tossed
the bra way.
"I'll just take it out on your ass sometime," I said releasing Honey's
legs. Then I asked Suzi, "What happened? How long were we, uhm, doing
it?"
"I don't know. A long time. Felt like hours. When you two finally
came inside them, they went stiff, then just slowly laid down on top of
you. They've been asleep ever since. I dragged them off you, and when
I couldn't wake any of you up, I pushed them onto the floor and tied
them up."
"I take it you tried drowning us to wake us up?" I said, indicating the
soaked bed.
"You guys are probably going to be a bit sore. I got pretty rough with
you. I was so scared of what they had done to you, I probably would
have lit the bed if could have found some matches."
Joey said, "I'm cold, and I'm sure the twins are too. Lets carry them
to the room next door and cover them up so they won't get sick. Then I
want to jump into the bathtub or shower to get warm."
Joey took Joy, and I carried Honey to the next bedroom. It had a
standard mattress in it, but we weren't going to be picky. Once the
twins looked comfortable, we left them, closing the door behind us.
"Hey Joey? Mind if I take that shower with you now?" I asked.
"Uhm actually I was thinking about trying that bubble bath thing again.
But yeah, lets just jump in the shower together."
"Well, you guys are NOT going to leave me out of this one, so I'm in
too." Suzi insisted.
We all got into the shower, and were having fun soaping each other up,
when I realized something about the soap.
"Hey... This stuff isn't really soap."
"Huh? Then what is it?" Joey said, taking another bar from the soap
dish.
"Taste it, Joey. It doesn't have any soapy taste to it."
Joey gave it a small lick and said, "I don't believe it."
"What?" Suzi said.
"It's...." Joey started.
"Lube" I finished.
He and I just looked at each other, then I started lathering up my dick,
while he did his butt. Suddenly I 'accidentally' dropped my soap and
said, "Oh, darn. Joey could you get that for me?"
"Oh, my. Yes, I'll just bend right over and geeEEEEEEEEEEE," he said as
I stuck my finger in his hole.
"Shit, Tim. That feels good. Okay. I'm gonna push, so get that other
finger in."
"How's that? Man, Joey. Your hole is HUGE compared to Suzi's."
"It <grunt> better be. <grunt> I've been stretching it <grunt> with a
cucumber! <gasp>"
"Fuck. You mean you've been letting a vegetable fuck your ass before I
did?"
"No, <grunt> All I did was, oh man put it in while I'm pushing like
this!"
I grabbed my hard dick and put my head up to his hole while I pulled my
fingers out.
"DO IT!" Joey said, putting his hands against the wall.
As I pushed as hard as I could, Joey held his breath and violently shook
his head, making his face turn red. He finally let it out, with gaspy
cry, but I got it all the way in on the first try.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT! Man That HURTS. SHIT! FUCKEN SHIT!"
etc.
He got used to it after a few more paragraphs of four letter words, and
after a few test pumps, he said, "Oh shit, that is feeling good. Okay,
Tim, you can go a liiiTTLE! Faster. Shit Suzi, you could give a little
warrrrrrning before you swallow a guy."
Suzi popped his dick out of her mouth and said, "But that wouldn't be as
fun."
"Yeah..... Fun...... Yeah....." I said as I started to get to a decent
speed.
I began to feel Joey do something inside himself, causing my dick to
throb.
"Man. Joey what ever you're doing with you shitten muscles, keep it
up."
"It.... Isn't..... Me.... <gasp> It's.... Suzi...... FUuuuuCK I love
this! Fuck my ass, Tim. <groan> FUCK MY ASS HARDER TIM! FUCK....
FUCK.... FUCK... FUCK... FUCK.. MEEEE!!!!"
I was going full out after he encouraged with his gentle words. It was
feeling really good, and I looked down at my dick pumping in and our of
his ass.
"Suzi! <gasp> look <gasp> between <gasp> us from <gasp> down there!!" I
said.
A few moments later, I saw Suzi's head on the floor below my pumping
dick. I couldn't see her expression, but suddenly I found her legs
flying up on either side of Joey's waist.
Joey gave out a "Holy SHIT!" then "She's trying to fuck <gasp> me
upside down!"
That was all she wrote for me. My orgasm rose so fast I didn't have
time to share it with them. My load was not all that great with all the
cumming I had done today, but Joey remarked later he had felt it.
"FUCK this! Suzi, get up off the floor and fuck right, Or I'M gonna get
down there with you!" Joey cried.
I pulled out of Joey with a wet pop, and watched as Joey got on top of
Suzi and pumped like crazy. After another thirty seconds, Joey went
through his shutters and shakes, and Suzi groaning along with him. They
had cum together without any help from me.
My dick had gotten hard again from watching, but while they just laid
there, I decided I might as well clean it off.
Just as I was finishing, I hear a cry from the bed room. We all heard
it, and I immediately thought of the twins. I shut the water off, and
we all got out. I almost ran smack dab into my mother at the bathroom
door.
"Timmy are you all right?" she said urgently. Her mind leashed out
towards mine, trying to break through my shields, and somehow managed to
penetrate them.
"HEY! YEs I'm okay! Dang mom! You could of given me a chance to let
you in.." Then I realize I was naked in front of my mother, and I felt
the my cheeks start to burn.
"You are! Oh thank GOD!" she said, hugging me to her, nearly
suffocating me in her sparkles.
"Hmm mhm hnm nmh?" I asked from her chest.
She let me go, and said, "There was something about the way Charles was
acting. And then he said something about how much you liked the twins
and that he wouldn't be surprised if you gave Suzi to him just to be
with them, I knew something was wrong. Joey, when did you lean how to
protect your thoughts? Let me in dear. I just want to make sure you're
okay."
"Mom!"
"Sorry. When I was under his control, he made me give up all my special
secret mind shields to him. He was using them to shield himself from me
today. When he wouldn't lower them when I confronted him, I forced my
way into his head and saw what the twins were going to do. I don't
understand. You did make love to them, didn't you?"
"MOM! Jeez. Can I at least get something on? Yes we did, and yes they
could have made us into anything they wanted to. And they would have if
I hadn't freed them from him first."
"What!" my father said from behind her.
"What's he doing here!" I said.
"What do you mean. It is my mansion!" he said.
"It was mine first, you know!" she said nastily.
"Now they sound more like parents," Joey commented.
"What do you mean you set them free?" my mother asked.
"Go look in the next room. They're asleep," I said. When they didn't
move, I said, "GO! WE WANT TO GET DRESSED!"
They did. And we did. Once we were decent, we joined them in the next
guest room. My father was on the bed, holding the two unconscious
girls, stroking their cheeks. He seemed quite calm.
"They would never disobey me... Never... How did you break them to
your will?"
"I didn't. They set themselves free."
"You're lying. You lied to me about your empathic abilities, and you're
lying to me again."
I sighed. I checked to see if his mental barrier was up, which it was.
I could have used an empathic connection, but he might not even believe
that.
"Do you want to know from me? Or from them?"
"It doesn't matter. None of you will tell me the real truth. If you
have turned them, they would be able to hide truth from me. Just leave
my home. Let me enjoy them before they leave me forever."
I looked at my mom, who shrugged and said, "He can't harm you, I made
sure of that. When I found out the twins would change your ideals to
match his own, I <shutter> I made him unable to use any force against
you."
I gave my mom a hug, and thanked her. Then I got on the bed with my
father and said, "come on pop. Let's get these clothes off of you.
They have to be driving you crazy. And then I'll lower all my barriers
and shields and let you have a free look around, okay? It's the only
thing I can think of."
He was staring at nothing, and continued to do so. I sighed again, then
looked at my mom to signal I was going to do it. She sighed then too,
shook her head, and came over to the bed, pulling her shoes off.
When she reached to pull off her top, she said, "Tim help your father
get his clothes off. I'm not leaving until he does me."
As she slipped out of her blouse, and was about to undo her bra, she
noticed I hadn't moved, and both my and my eyes fathers were on her.
"What are you two looking at?" she said. Noticing my red face, she
added. "Oh, Timmy. Stop being so modest. It's not like you haven't
seen your fair share of naked women before. And if your father doesn't
snap out of it, I'm gonna take out my fourteen year's of frustration out
on him another way."
My father and I looked at each other, then I said, "Uhm, I guess I'll
just, uhm..."
"Go on," he said with a weak grin. "Maybe you can let me have a look
around your head later. Your mother is a very busy woman. We shouldn't
keep her waiting."
My mother was now naked, while my father was struggling out of his
clothes.
"What about the twins? Couldn't you cool your jets long enough to find
yourself another bed?" I asked, trying not to look.
"Samantha, their bed is a waterbed...."
"You remembered. How sweet," she said, holding out her hand to my
father. He got up and walked they walked out of the room butt naked.
I just sat there, staring at the door where they had just pass through.
A minute later, Joey and Suzi walked in with stunned expressions. They
came and sat down on the bed beside me and stared with me.
Joey said, "Tim? I got a confession to make."
He paused as my mother and father began moaning. Loudly.
After the wailing became a steady rhythm, Joey continued, "Your mom gave
me a woody."
I didn't flinch, but after another five moans I said, "That's okay Joey.
She gave me one too."
Suzi snapped out of her daze, looking at both of us. Then she went back
to stare at the doorway and said, "That makes three of us," as she
rubbed her little hard knob through her shorts and panties.
========================================================================
Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 5 - Sex Goddess I Call Mom
(oral mF)
Joey, Suzi and I were getting ready to go to bed in a third room. It
was identical to the first room, except it didn't have a waterbed or the
paintings, but had something our room didn't.
"Holy Shit," Joey exclaimed when opening a drawer of the additional
cabinet. "Its a drawer full of those things Sandi had. Except they
don't look like they vibrate. Hey Tim, what did they call them?" he
asked holding up the plastic penis.
"Dildo, dummy," Suzi answered instead. "What? Don't you think girls
know about them? Who do you think uses them?"
She walked up and picked out a black one and said, "Hey... I think I'll
take a couple of these home. It'll come in handy for our three ways.."
Joey and I exchanged glances again, but then Joey closed the drawer and
opened another.
"Maybe you would rather have one that has a vibrator built in," he said,
turning on the one he picked up on. He held it in his hand to feel it's
affect, then a light bulb came on in his head.
"Don't even try IITTT!" Suzi said too late as he poked and prodded her
clothed crotch.
I was sitting on the bed, watching them play. I wasn't really
interested in the sex toys right then. I couldn't keep my mother's nude
image out of my head.
"WOW! Look at these!" Joey said, holding a double ended dildo. "I bet
the twins could use a couple of these!"
"Joey? Can I try doing you up the butt?" Suzi asked pulling out a
strapon.
"Only if there's one smaller than that. That thing is bigger than an
elephant's," Joey remarked before he stuck the vibrator down the front
of his shorts. "Hey Tim. You should try this. It feels good!"
"Tim, don't you want to see what's in the toy box?" Suzi said.
"Nah. Maybe I'll look tomorrow," I replied.
This time Suzi and Joey exchanged glances.
"Shit, Tim. What is it now? You upset your parents are getting it on
in our bed?" Joey asked, walking over with three vibrators going in his
shorts.
"Nah. Just sometimes this stuff happens to fast for me to accept, that's
all."
"Oh. Here," he said, pulling out on of his vibrators to hand to me.
"Try one."
"That's okay. I hear they make your sperm real dizzy."
"Ha ha," Joey said, putting the plastic penis in my hands.
I held it, then examined it to figure out how to turn it on and off.
While I was fiddling with that, I said, "I wonder how old she is."
"Who?"
"My mom."
"You don't know?"
"She is supposed to be thirty-eight. But..."
"Yeah, she don't look like no thirty-eight. Twenty-eight, maybe."
"I've never seen her naked like that before. The nearest I ever saw her
like that time at the pool. And then it was in a one piece suit."
"Yeah, I remember. I also remember getting a woody. And that was
before I knew what they were for."
"I've never thought my mom as a woman before. Especially not sexually
before."
"Uhh, Tim? Are you saying what I think you're saying? Cause if you
are..."
"What."
"Can I?"
"Do what."
"Never mind."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"This does feel pretty good."
"Yeah. Here try a second one. It's even better."
"Hey, Joey?"
"Yeah?"
"If we do, I get the backdoor. K?"
"Deal.... Uhm, Tim?"
"Yeah?"
"Does Suzi have what I think she has?"
"What, the thing in her mouth?"
"No. The thing she has in her hands."
"Uhm Joey?"
"Yeah?"
"I think we better run."
"Way ahead of you partner," Joey said as he sprinted for the door.
"Well, that worked like a charm," Suzi said as she put the strange male
organ torture device back in it's drawer. She sat down next to me, and
pulled one of the vibrators out of my shorts.
"Hey, Suzi?"
"Hmmm?" she said, vibrator in her mouth.
"Do you think I'm losing it?"
She pulled it out with a pop and said, "Why do you say that?"
"Well, I kinda, like, want to do my mom..."
"Oh, Timmy... You would be losing it if you didn't want to. Who
wouldn't?"
"I just can't get it out of my head, though. My mom. She's like... a
sex goddess or something.. I mean.. You know."
"I know. Her body is... perfect."
"She even looks better than the twins."
"She even looks better than me."
"But why would she wait all this time just to do it with my dad?"
"Maybe she loves him."
"Yeah, right," I said sarcastically.
"Face it Tim. Your dad isn't all that bad of a guy... I can't believe
I just said that, but you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I know. And I can see why my dad likes her. Where do I fit in?
I mean... I don't know. I guess I just have to leave it alone until I
can talk to them. I'm tired. Here. Have another. I'm turning in," I
handed her the other vibrator, and started to take my clothes off,
leaving my underpants on.
Joey finally peeked in, checking to see if Suzi had laid down her
weapon.
"Tim? You gonna sleep in you shorts?" he asked, walking in.
"Yeah. I don't feel like screwin' around anymore tonight. You guys can
play. I'm gonna sleep."
Joey started to strip, and was nude in a flash. He crawled under the
sheets, and slipped his body behind me.
"Tim? Are you mad at me?"
"Huh?" I said turning over to face him. "No, why?"
"Uhm, for what I said in the limo, and all the other shit I said. And
for... letting your dad get in my head like that."
"Joey? You were right about a lot of things. I was playing God. You
had the guts to call it as you saw it. You and Suzi keep me sane.
Don't ever stop doing what you did today okay?"
"But... I still like.... Slaves and all, you know? I want to have
some, kinda. You know what I mean."
"Yeah. I know. And you know what? I do to. And we will."
"We will? But I thought... I mean after all this..."
"We will have slaves, but they have to agree to be one first, and then
they will always have the option to quit. I'm just not ready for it
yet, that's all. But some day I will. And then you and I will really
have some fun. Okay?"
"What about Suzi?"
"I've already talked to her. She's okay with it, as long as we don't
get too carried away."
"How come your just telling me now?"
"It was supposed to be your birthday present. Your very first slave."
"Whoa."
"Joey?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I go to sleep now?"
"Wait for Suzi. She'll wanna snuggle up to ya. And so do I, so roll
back on your side 'cause here she is."
We fell asleep in each others arms.
Early the next morning, I was woken up by a warm feeling of happiness.
I had to look around a moment before I remembered were I was. Joey was
sleeping on his back, and Suzi was on her tummy. I spotted the twins
looking in the door, and I smiled and motioned them over.
After exchanging good morning empathic feelings, they crawled in the bed
with us and soon were asleep again.
I laid there letting my mind wander over memories, then started to let
it wander in minds around me. Finding everything peaceful, I searched
for someone who was already up and about. I found Fanny busily tending
some flowers, and peeked in her mind to see who and what she was.
She was the only living family member from an East Germany neighborhood.
When she was sixteen, she escaped to the Western side, and found few
opportunities that were honest. My father met her there in a hospital
at the age of 18. She had overdosed on drugs attempting to kill
herself. My father enslaved her, thinking she would be happier with
him. Unfortunately, he probably was right.
Her dreams of meeting a boy that would love her and marry her were still
within her. But nothing mattered but the pleasuring my father now. She
was his.
I fell asleep thinking about this, but forgot about it when I awoke. A
pair of lips were busily bringing me to full attention.
Joey noticed I was awake, and covered my eyes with his arm. He said,
"Guess who's lips they are, Tim."
"Let's see. It can't be Joy or Honey, cause they wouldn't be working so
fast." I frowned, then said, "But it doesn't feel like Suzi either.
Too much tongue work. Uhm, it couldn't be grandma because she would
have taken her teeth out, and Carol and Vicki are at the other
mansion... I give up. Who is it."
"Just don't freak out okay?" Joey whispered as he removed his arm. I
opened my eyes and looked.
"MOM! WHAT! WHY! HOW! HUH! UHHHHHHH!" I said as I awoke cumming.
"Mom?!" Joey said. "Suzi, he called you mom!"
"Shit," I said laying back down.
"Thank you, dear. Now go clean your room," Suzi said before licking off
the spot she missed.
"Shit. Hey, were are the twins?" I asked.
"I think they went to see if your mom and dad were awake yet," Joey
answered.
"Don't call them that like that."
"Huh? I don't understand."
"Don't call them my mom and dad. Mom and father, mother and father, but
not mom and dad."
"Uhm, okay. I don't see what the difference is though."
"Your parents are your mom and dad. My parents are not a set.
They're.... separate. You get what I mean?"
"Well I don't know if you will be calling them separate much longer.
They were acting like a couple of love birds," Suzi said.
"Please. I don't want to talk about it. I need to talk to my mom
alone. Until then, just don't remind me, okay?"
"Hrmph, most kids would like to see their parents get back together,"
Joey muttered.
"I'm not saying I don't. But.. Oh, lets just drop the subject. I'm
hungry lets go eat."
I pulled my underwear the rest of the way off, and walked out to the
hall.
"Shit. I think he flipped. He's going to breakfast naked," I heard
Joey say behind me.
"Heh," I said to myself. I figured what's the use. Everyone here has
seen me naked, seen me having sex, and seen my virginities taken either
live or in a painting. What was left to be modest about?
I was the first to the table, and my jaw dropped when I saw my mother's
image on the wall formed by the crystal ceiling. She look slightly
younger, but it could have just been the hair. The only word I could
think of was... magnificent.
I took the seat that faced the image square on. My pancakes were
brought out to me, and I was so involved in my food and the image, I
didn't hear anyone approach.
"She's quite beautiful, isn't she?" my father said, placing his hand on
my shoulder.
I almost choked, but I managed to cover it up. I said, "Magnificent,"
then took another mouthful of pancakes.
"Thank you, dear," my mother said as he bent down to kiss my cheek. Her
bare breast made contact with my bare back. I choked for real that
time. Partially because of the hardon.
"I told you you should have worn a robe," my robed father said taking
his seat at the head of the table.
"I'm sorry Tim. I forgot you were still uncomfortable about this. I'll
go put a robe on..." she said turning.
"Mom, wait.." I sputtered. "I need to talk to you, now, please?"
She looked at me, then glance at my father, who was reading the paper.
I said, "I don't care if he hears. It isn't anything he hasn't... It
just doesn't matter," I said, blushing again from her figure, and trying
not to draw attention to my dick which was standing straight up.
"Okay, but I wish you would stop blushing. I'll be doing it next."
"I'll try.." not mentioning what I was trying the hardest to control.
My mother sat down in the chair next to me. Her leg brushed mine,
making me shiver.
"How old were you there?" I said, nodding towards the image, trying to
divert her eyes from the general location of my plainly visible woody.
"Nineteen, two years before you were born."
"Mom, are you and father going to.... you know. Get together or
something?"
"Yes Samantha. Are we going to get hitched or something?"
"Well, it's a bit too soon to answer that. Let's just take it one day
at a time, shall we?"
"What about... uhm. Well, are we going to move in or something. I
think I'd rather stay at home during the week. I don't want to .."
"Tim, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. My job pays enough
that I was wanting to get a nicer place. But I know you don't want to
leave your school and your friends, so I was looking for someplace
around the area. No, I don't think we will move into you father's
mansions, but we may stay in them on the weekends."
"Oh, now Sam. If he wants to stay at his school, he could always ride
in the limo ...."
"It's a thirty-five minute drive from your south mansion. Isn't that a
little long?"
"Hey Mom? It isn't much longer than waiting for the bus and the bus
ride itself, but that's not what I wanted to talk about."
"Then what dear. Get to the point."
"Why didn't you tell me you were bfhfl," I said, turning red. At least
my other problem was finally giving me a break.
"What dear?" she said, putting her hand on my thigh. This was actually
a normal thing for her to do. Unfortunately, this made dick swell
again.
My face really began to burn, and I couldn't help but glance down to her
hand. Naturally she followed my gaze, and saw my problem.
"It's okay, Tim. I understand," she said, sliding her hand up my thigh.
"But..." I said nervously.
"Tim, there isn't anything to be embarrassed about. It's quite natural
for you to find me attractive. I think I can help you.."
"Sam, are you going blow him, or just talk about it," my father said,
not looking from behind the paper.
"Look, I, uhm, I.. I gotta go.." I said as I slid out from underneath my
mother's hand.
"Timmy," she said getting up and catching me by the arm. "We need to
talk. Alone," she said, more to my father than to me.
She took my hand and we walked in silence down the hall to a room nearby
which not surprisingly I had never been in.
The room was dim, and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust. It was
almost pitch black compared to the dining room's incredible lighting.
The room was some kind of portrait gallery, with under fifty paintings
hanging on the walls. We sat down on a red velvet bench, sitting in
front of a portrait of a man and woman, holding a baby. It appeared to
have just recently been placed here, the wall behind it having a
distinct outline of a differently shaped frame.
"Tim, do you know who they are?"
"Uhm, no. But I would guess the baby is you, and that's your mom and
dad."
"You're right. The painting was the last gift my father gave my mother
before she died. He had it painted, using his own and mom's memories.
I've always wanted one made of me holding you. Now maybe it will
happen. But that isn't what we are here to talk about.
"Timmy, I love you. You're my son. Having these powers tends to make
your sex drive go into overdrive. All these years as I watched you
grow, especially recently, I have had to resist... seducing my own son.
I thought that all I needed was to let some of it out, and that was one
of the reasons I wanted to spend a weekend with your father. But last
night, seeing you nude just amplified all my desires. I jumped on your
father to keep myself from jumping on you.
"And now I know you are having the same problems. I know it doesn't
help seeing me in the nude, but I think the time has come for me to stop
hiding my true colors. I love going nude. I always have.
"But the point is, for us to do it, it is just plain wrong."
"Mom? Did you and your dad..."
"No. Never. I think he wanted to after mom died, but he loved my
mother too much. And I would never have forgiven him if he had. Would
you like to know how I have been able to resist all these years?"
"Yeah. How?"
"I just think back to when you were a baby. Sweet, and innocent. It is
the purest form any of us ever have. Every time I feel my desires begin
to cloud my thinking, I just slip back in time and imagine holding you
in my arms. That's what you should do. Look at me as the baby in my
mother's arms. Remember who I was, and who I am. I'm your mother. We
can never let it happen."
"Mom? I love you too, you know.... Okay. I guess if you can do it, I
can do it. But.. It would help if you weren't so..."
"Sexy? Thank you baby. You don't know how sexy you are yourself. But
that is the limit of it. Look.. Don't touch."
"Yeah. I just hope I don't have any more dreams about you, thats all."
"Timmy, you've been in my dreams since you were two years old. I don't
think you can even hope not to."
"Uhm, mom? What about Joey? He kinda has had a crush on you since...
Well since he knew you. And he kinda.. you know. Wants to too."
"Really? Hmmm. Like I didn't already know that, I suppose. I've had
many a fantasy with you and he both. But what do you think? He's your
friend and lover. I wouldn't do anything that might upset you."
"Really? No. Go for it. If I can't, at least let him. Please?"
As we walked out of the room back into the hall, Suzi and Joey just
happened to be ten steps ahead of us when they reached the dinning room.
"Holy sh... Holy cow.." Joey exclaimed as Suzi gasped.
I looked up at my mom and smiled. I indicated a little plan to her, and
she agreed. As the two clothed teens stood there agasp, they were
suddenly attacked from behind.
"ACCCCCKKKK!" Joey announced as he felt my mother's nude body wrap
itself around him.
Suzi had squirmed and giggled, but Joey was scared stiff. Well, most of
him was stiff from fright, the rest... well, you know.
I turned Suzi around and started to undress her. She was turning red,
but she permitted me to continue.
My mom started to undress Joey, and that made his face drain of color.
But moments later, it was red, along with ever other part of his body.
My mom had stuck her hand in his drawers and pulled his hardening tool
out.
"Joey? Tim and I have had a little talk. We wanted to know who gives
better head. Suzi or me. We've agreed that since he and I are family,
we shouldn't. So he elected you. So how about being the judge. Are
you game?"
"Huh?" He squeaked looking at me.
"Joey, it's okay with me. She's been hot for you as long as you've been
for her."
"Longer actually, but that doesn't matter."
Joey swallowed hard. Then he squeaked, "Okay?"
Suzi's hand went straight to my dick, and mine found it's way to her
naked crotch too. We stood there masturbating each other while my
mother licked and swirled her tongue about Joey's head.
Joey was moaning and quivering as my mother teased and teased his
throbbing prick. Then without warning, she engulfed it and started
sucking with incredible force. Her cheeks were dented in, while Joey's
closed eyes popped wide open.
"Shit!" he said as my mother's incredible mouth continued it's vacuum.
Joey's eyes slammed shut again as he began his shutters and shakes while
he came.
Three minutes after she had started, my mother slipped the softening
digit out of her mouth and said, "There's nothing like fresh boy cum in
the morning to get yourself going." Then she held Joey like a child,
laying his head against her shoulder, mothering his helpless form.
"A very well executed number thirty two," my father said. "Although I
think you've gotten rusty Sam. It took you a whole thirty seconds of
suction before he came. You use to suck it out of me like I was a
straw."
My mother's mothering of Joey brought Suzi's and my mutual fondling to
an end. I almost had thrown Suzi to the floor and fucked her on the
spot if it hadn't been for the image of my mother as a baby popping up
in my head.
"Charles, I wanted to savor it a little longer. It's been too long
since I had my morning teen cum. Whatever happened to those boys.."
"I traded them and several others for the twins. Old Gladius probably
made a lot of money off of them..."
I was getting sick. "You two sound like you're talking about those
stupid goblets with Suzi's dad! Every time I start thinking I can like
this, you go and.. and.. prove me wrong! ARGGG!" I yelled, pulling Suzi
down the hall with me.
"Tim! Come back here!" my mother demanded.
I stopped. She didn't use that tone of voice with me very often, and I
knew better than to ignore her. I didn't go to her, but I didn't go any
further down the hall either.
"Tim, those boys did not have a life like you and all your friends have.
They were born and raised something like the twins, but not with the
love and tenderness you father gave the Joy and Honey. Those boys could
have never been more than tools or toys for people like me at the time.
Your father did them a service by not keeping them. They couldn't have
been freed to live a normal life, because they had no life to begin
with. Now come back here and sit with us while Joey and Suzi eat."
I looked at Suzi, who shrugged her shoulders and said, "Maybe he isn't
as bad of a person we have taken him for. Maybe he was, but has changed
since your mother made him a slave. I don't know Timmy. Maybe when he
tried to turn you into someone else, he thought he was making life
easier or better for you. If you give him a chance, maybe you could
help him become more like you instead. I think that's what your mother
wants to happen..."
I kissed her, and then held her to me. After a long hug, I just picked
her up and carried her giggling body to her seat.
"Darn!" I said, noticing my mother's image was distorted.
"It only lasts an hour, dear. But there will be another at noon on
that wall over there," my mother said, pointing to the northern wall.
"Oh yeah? What does that one look like?" Joey said between shovels of
flap jacks.
"Be here at noon and you will see for yourself," my mother said
mysteriously.
"Will we need sunglasses then too?" I asked, jokingly.
"Is it too bright in here?" she said seriously. "It is supposed to
always stay at the same brightness. Even when it's dark outside, the
chandelier.."
"Oh. Nah, it's okay. I was only kidding about the sunglasses," I said,
awed at the complexity of the room. Then I remembered what we wanted to
do that day.
"Uhm, er, dad?"
"Did you hear that Sam? I never thought I would hear him say that in
front of you. It sent a shiver down me... Yeah, Tim."
"Uhm, sorry about what I said."
"What. Oh that. Sorry I was, er, insensitive, as your mother puts it.
I'll try and not be so crude. But I am who I am, and what I did in the
past can't be changed. So if I try and.. be more sensitive, can you be
a little more... forgiving of my deeds?"
"I guess that would be fair," I said, feeling a little guilty. But
even so, "Uhm, we were talking yesterday.... and were wondering if..."
"Look out, Charles. He was trying to butter you up," my mother quickly
assessed.
"Huh? No I wasn't.. Okay maybe I was a little, but I didn't say
anything I didn't mean, and I..."
"I know you meant it Tim," my father said. "If there is one thing I
learned about you, you're always trying to be fair, just like your
mother. Go ahead, ask what you wanted to ask."
"We were kinda like, uhm.. Wanting to go shopping for stuff," I said,
rushing the end.
"Oh, so you're asking your old man for some dough, eh? Well, I suppose
this is as good as a time to try this old phrase out. Ask your mother,"
he said grinning at her.
"No, Charles. I've been the parent all this time. You can try it for
once. Especially if you're still wanting to... you know."
"Huh?" I said. "Wanting to what?"
"Lets just stick with the topic at hand," my father said sternly. "What
are you shopping for?"
We told them of our plans for the room at school, and even added a few
things we hadn't discussed with each other before. Like me, Suzi and
Joey had thought of a few things since we talked about it, but the best
idea I had thought of had to wait until I could ask my father in
private. I wanted to surprise Suzi and Joey with my ring idea.
"Well, as long as you don't have any problems with it, Samantha," my
father said.
"Well, I don't know about taking the sex toys to school. But apart from
that, the rest is fine. I'm sure the cost is not a problem.."
"Never has been in the past, you know. Okay. After lunch, you can take
convertible limo if you like and..."
"Convertible?" I asked.
"You mean like, the top comes down?" Joey said hopefully.
"Just the rear section," my father said. "The driver is still enclosed.
Unless you would rather take one of the others."
"Er, how many limos do you have, anyway?" I asked.
"Hmmm, I would have to count them. But at this estate I believe there
are five, and another six at the south. Does that sound right Sherman?"
"Yes, Master." Sherman said from the corner of the room. None of us had
even noticed him standing there.
Suzi nudged me and said, "What about the twins."
"Oh yeah. We were kind of hoping we could take the twins shopping for
clothes.. But if you don't want.."
"The Twins? Wear clothes?" my father stuttered.
"You should have seen them last night, dad. They were beautiful in
those dresses. I almost fainted when.."
"In their.. their.... baby blue dresses?" he said in complete shock.
"Yeah, and hats, and stockings and everything," Joey said.
"I can't believe it. I could never get them to wear those without
ordering them too, and then they looked so... miserable in them. But
they... put them on? Willingly?... Excuse me," he said, getting up.
"I wonder where he is going in such a hurry," my mother said. "The
twins are still sleeping, and I wouldn't think.."
"Probably to check out the latest additions to the family album," Joey
said, amused. Then he sobered up and asked "Hey Tim, do you think we
could get a copy made of one? Suzi and I checked them out, and there's
one with everybody's clothes on."
"Yeah, that would be cool. But first, I think the painters have a
special portrait to paint. Huh, mom."
"I think I'll start that right now," my mother said, getting up. "Now,
where did he..... There he is... Thank you dear."
The three of us watched her nude figure gracefully flow down the hall in
the direction my father had gone.
"So Joey.." Suzi started.
"Huh?" Joey said still following my mother with his eyes.
"Who does give better head?"
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 6 - Winding Up Another School Year
(mfm)
During the next two months, things started to come together at school,
and at home. My mother and I spent the weekends at my father's north
mansion, but we stayed at our house during the week. My mother said it
was easier for her to live there while she worked, and she wasn't about
to quit her job.
Joey and Suzi were unable to be with me during the weekends since their
place was to be with their parents, not with me. And it would have been
a bit suspicious for Suzi to spend all her weekends with Joey and I. We
weren't happy about the situation, but we spent enough time together
during the week that it somewhat made up for it.
The twins were still too drained from the night before to go shopping
with us like we had hoped. My father promised if they wished to go
shopping, we would arrange it. But the twins and I didn't want to go
without Suzi, so we waited.
I became more and more familiar with the north mansion. I even started
exploring the south wing. My father was right about the south wing
being nearly identical to the north wing, and he never did explain why
he had the south one added to my mother's original mansion like that.
The south wing housed a good two thirds of the servants. He insisted
that the slaves have just as pleasant and elegant rooms as he had in the
north wing, minus a few things such as the crystal dinning hall and the
like. This concern over the living conditions of his slaves didn't seem
to fit in his personality. I suspected it was one of my mother's effects
on him during his own slavery.
There were other... differences in the south wing that made me conclude
the south wing was from a darker side of my father's personality. From
the minds of a few of the slaves I learned of how some people enjoy the
sexual torture of themselves and others. Apart from a few common
devices found at any adult goods store, the north wing did not contain
any torture equipment of any kind. The south wing's guest quarters were
filled with them.
I didn't venture to the south wings very often.
I became a little more comfortable around my mother's nudity, as she did
of mine. My father became less of a monster to me and more of a..
friend I suppose. I didn't trust his judgment when it concerned people,
but he did know considerably a lot about business, and he even taught me
a few things about my own capabilities.
My father's abilities were limited compared to my mother's and my own.
But he had obtained somewhat of a name for himself within a circle of
other Masters and Mistresses. Any one of them could have enslaved my
father for their own purposes. But he had developed the method of
storing more than one person's memories and personalities within a mind,
thus creating a niche for himself that made him too important to allow
any single Master to control.
Because my father wasn't threat to those who requested his services, he
was simply allowed to live as he wished, and later became very respected
for his business sense. By the time I met him, he was rarely ever
called upon for his memory storage services. My father had become a
very powerful man in the world of finance, and was frequently called
upon to cover up other's mistakes in that respect.
The twins and I became very close. I was even beginning to understand
their mode of communication at their level. And they even started to
teach me more about my own empathic talents. I could never be as
powerful as they were since they had developed their skills over their
entire lives. And plus the fact that there were two of them.
My mother mentioned to my father in front of the twins and I that we
were like brother and sisters in many ways. That got the twins really
excited, and they wanted to have sex that instant. I cooled their jets
when I explained that if we were really brother and sisters, I could
never have sex with them again. But my mothers words never left me, and
from then on, I did look at them as being somewhat my sisters. I was
certainly very protective of them like they were.
Without Joey and Suzi on the weekends, the twins and I did play around
in the sex department, but I certainly didn't want to have intercourse.
Even though I trusted their motives, I didn't trust my own. It could
quickly become.. addicting.
I had got caught up in my school work immediately following that first
weekend at the north mansion. One of the things I learned from my
father was how to copy specific knowledge from a person without
necessarily copying the experiences that had shaped that knowledge.
Within one day, I was able to copy the knowledge from my classmates into
my own mind, which allowed me to do the homework with ease.
It wasn't really cheating since I still had to do the work. It was just
incredibly easy to do the work. And the math test was like taking one
meant for a second grader. I quickly learned whose minds to scan in
each of my classes to get the most out of my scanning efforts.
When I explained all of this to Higgs, he clearly felt it wasn't fair to
the other students. They had done the work in learning, and I was
taking an unfair shortcut at their expense. This troubled me a little.
I still didn't feel I was cheating, but I was taking something without
paying for it. I asked Higgs if there was a way I could make it up to
the people I scanned, and this started a whole new enterprise of my
skills.
Instead of taking the knowledge of the students who were doing well in
each of my classes, I became somewhat of a tutor for those who were not
doing so well. Once a week I and the five students with the lowest
grades in each of my classes would go up to the "advanced tutorial
classroom" on the third floor.
The during the first month, I actually did do some tutoring while I
scanned their minds, copied the knowledge for myself, and then shared
that with the rest. But I was basically having to learn everything for
myself anyway. The knowledge I obtained from the scans was never
totally accurate or complete. This resulted in having to share more of
what I already knew than what I was receiving. In other words, I was
doing a lot more work than ever before.
And most of my classmates who I tutored were rather rough characters to
begin with. Not all, but most. My teachers had strong doubts that I
would be able to help any of them, but Higgs convinced them all in
trying it for a few weeks. My own difficulties were mostly maintaining
order during the tutor sessions and keeping the appearance that what we
were doing in those tutor sessions was actually responsible for their
improvement.
After the third week, both the teachers and the classmates I was
tutoring truly believed I was helping them. But by the fifth week, I
was tired of doing all of the work. I decided it was time to start
using my talents to get back to the original purpose of my efforts:
making my life easier.
I first made each of my tutorees unable to reveal anything concerning my
abilities to anyone. Once I had done that, I leveled with them. I
explained that I was tired of keeping up the sham tutoring lessons, and
it would be a lot easier on everyone if I gave everyone of them the...
motivation as I called it, to learn the materials, and as a reward they
could goof off during the time we were supposedly tutoring. Included in
the deal was my own free access to any of the knowledge they obtained.
The first five thought I had gone bonkers after telling them this, but I
convinced them. I asked them whether any of them could recite in
alphabetical order all fifty states and their capitals. It had been a
game my mother had played with me when I was little. Since none of them
could, I explained I was about to give them the knowledge, and did so.
All five at the same time recited it back to me, and then they all
agreed.
For the rest of my tutorees, I first did the fifty state demonstration
before I explained the deal. Everyone agreed. Higgs later told me that
that the tutor sessions would have to be every other week, since every
week was too much class time for those students to miss.
We worked out a compromise which worked better for me anyway. I still
got out of class once a week, but alternated five students every week.
So instead of five students in each class to scan, I had ten, and this
way I always got whatever was covered on the day I wasn't in class.
After two more weeks with this arrangement, I found myself still having
to play baby-sitter too much, so I gave them all an ultimatum. Either
use the time as a study hall and later help me and Joey in our drawing
stuff, or they would be back in the regular class with no memory of
anything but tutoring. They would still be motivated to keep their
grades up, they just wouldn't get any shared knowledge. I still
retained the right to scan them no matter what. Less than half of them
went back to class.
The next stage was getting Joey out of class at the same times as I was.
We had made a second storeroom the tutoring room just as planned.
Higgs, Joey, and I decided to make Joey another supposed tutor, and set
up a third storeroom for that purpose. With my two to four students
per class being up in the tutor room with me, we decided to work Joey's
the exact same way, minus the month of bogus tutoring.
Just as Joey and I were beginning to work out the bugs in our joint
linking for drawing the symbols, school politics threw a kink in the
works.
Our tutoring program worked too well. Teachers, and even a few parents,
demanded that there be a tutoring program available for each class, and
not just limited to the freshmen classes. Higgs, Joey and I spent
nearly two weeks before figuring out some kind of solution, during which
our drawing project was put on hold.
All six storerooms were converted to tutoring sessions. Joey, Suzi, and
I were upset about loosing our private room, especially since we had
just got it all fixed up. We left the carpeting in, but our new sofa
and refrigerator had to be taken to my father's south mansion. We had
been so busy getting things ready, the three of us hadn't even used the
pullout bed.
After much debating with Higgs, he finally agreed that the only way this
would work without complete chaos erupting would be for me to miss class
all week while I supposedly instructed each tutor session how I had
worked it. Every hour of every day each of the six rooms had a tutor
and tutorees. Every teacher was given the opportunity to request a
tutor session for each of their class periods, but only if they had
students who truly needed it.
Naturally, there were teachers who requested it for all of their
classes, teachers who requested it for some of their classes, and there
were teachers who did not request any at all. Somehow we managed to
work out a schedule where they all had a tutoring room assigned to them
rotating every eleven school days.
So for a little over two weeks, I was busy randomly picking out students
in the tutor groups and 'motivating' them to do better. It took a whole
month before the tutoring program began loosing it's popularity. The
students I had motivated stayed that way, and those who I hadn't, well,
maybe they were helped a little, but not enough to make up for the class
time lost.
The school year ended two months after the tutoring program began.
Higgs, Joey, and I had worked out a better idea, and announced that the
tutoring sessions were not responsible for those students whose grades
had improved. It was the study skills I had been showing people that
was truly responsible.
Our new program for next year was set up so any teacher could schedule a
student to work with Joey and I every other week during their class
time. This gave us the opportunity to use these students for our symbol
drawing project, without having more students than we actually could use
hanging around. And each student who agreed to do the drawing received
a motivation booster that lasted two weeks. The ones in our classes who
allowed us to scan their knowledge stayed motivated all the time.
Things did work out for the better. We not only got our room back, but
now had the other rooms if we needed them. They even had air
conditioning put in each one. We had the carpeting replaced in our
'private' room, made another one an office, and a third we made our
drawing room. The other three rooms were left for special school uses,
so we had to cover the windows on our doors to retain privacy. The best
part of the whole deal was the means to schedule anyone from any grade
to join our 'study' group with a simple suggestion from me.
Except for a few heavy making out sessions with a blow job from Suzi
here and there, the three of us hadn't had any sex since that weekend at
my father's north mansion. But we corrected that oversight on the last
day of the school year.
Joey, Suzi, and I were picked up by the convertible limo to the awe of
many of our school mates. As we pulled out of the school's lot, I felt
a hand slipping into my shorts and grasp my already hard dick.
I turned towards Suzi and immediately gave her ear a good tongue bath
while my right hand slipped under her top and bra to tweak her nipples.
Suzi had to let go of Joey's dick while Joey slipped down off the seat
and worked himself between her legs. While Joey pulled her shorts down,
Suzi and I were busy pulling each other's shirts off.
As the top finished closing above us, I released Suzi's breasts from
their confinement. Suzi moaned as Joey's tongue flicked back and forth
over her clit. While I started my own tongue work on her nipples,
Suzi's hand stopped straining to reach my dick.
After a few minutes of Joey's and my oral loving, Suzi slid down into a
laying position, pulling me with her. Joey, finding his access cut off,
helped take my shorts and underwear off before stripping himself.
As my dick slipped into her well lubed vagina, Suzi hands grabbed my ass
cheeks and pulled them apart. Joey understood her message, shucking a
wad of spit onto my ass hole which he immediately began working in with
his fingers.
I slowly pumped my cock in and out of Suzi, fucking myself on Joey's
fingers at the same time. I was so aroused that Joey managed to slip
three, and finally even four fingers in which made me cum hard. My
wiggling and moaning sent Suzi over the edge, and she came a moment
after I did.
Joey indicated to Suzi to scoot forward out from under me. While I
buried my face into her freshly fucked mound, Joey got on top of me and
pressed his dick against my hole.
The three of us moaned as Joey penetrated my ass hole, but we soon found
our positions somewhat restricting our enjoyment.
Joey dick made a popping sound as it came out, I got on my hands and
knees, then Suzi crawled under me. After several minutes of positioning
pillows so Suzi and I could be comfortable at each others crotches, Joey
reentered my rectum with ease and began madly fucking my shit hole.
Between Suzi's lips at my dick, and Joey's dick up my ass, the only
thing I could do at Suzi's muff was moan and rub my face in it. Suzi
wasn't at all unpleased with this, saying later feeling my moans inside
her like that aroused her as much as watching Joey's balls slap against
my ass.
I felt Joey's pace quicken suddenly, then he shoved his dick in even
farther as I felt his dick swell and shoot. At the same time, Suzi
applied an incredible amount of suction to my prick, and was rewarded by
my screams of ecstasy and a mouth full of cum which she gulped down.
Joey was still pumping away at my back door even though he had already
cum once. I was becoming more aware of the discomfort of my bodies
position after having satisfied my lust. Suzi had worked my balls into
her mouth which provided me enough stimulation to dive my face back into
her muff and go to town.
But my spread legs and knees reached the point where I had to ask them
to let me lay down or something. I figured they would want to fuck each
other, but for some reason they had other ideas.
I was on my back with my legs spread way apart as Joey continued to
pound his prick into my ass. Suzi was sitting on my face, then moved
forward so she could french Joey as I fondled her breasts and ate her
out.
We all moaned as Joey exploded inside me again.
Suzi moved out to the way when Joey collapsed on top of me. Joey jumped
when Suzi's fingers started to rub his own rose, accidentally pulling
out of me in the process. I pulled Joey up to me and started frenching
him, feeling his hardon grow beside my own.
The limo pulled into the south mansion's drive at that point, so we more
or less stopped at that point. But ten minutes after that, we were
all in the shower soaping each other up.
Joey and I were hard again, and it didn't take long for Suzi to take
advantage of that. She impaled herself with Joey's rod and proceeded
to hump him as he stood there.
I couldn't decide which of them I wanted to fuck, so I got down on my
knees and started fingering both their asses. Joey's ass hole let me in
first, but Suzi's nearly swallowed my knuckle while she orgasmed from my
penetration. Suzi forced Joey to lay down, making my decision for me on
whose ass I was going to pound.
Suzi was humping Joey like a bitch in heat. Her pace was frantic and
made it impossible to enter her from behind. But after they both came,
Suzi slowed down and I was able to lock onto my target and launch my
single missle.
Suzi's energy was fairly spent as I slapped my thighs against her ass,
but her tightness was all I needed to get off. I came in her ass, then
sank down to the floor beside them, panting from the excursion of it
all.
"Hey, Tim?"
"Yeah Joey?"
"Do you think you could get it up again to fuck my ass?"
"I don't know Joey. I think I'm all fucked out."
"Hey, Suzi? Do you think that strap on... Suzi? Shit, Tim. She's
asleep."
"Would you really let her use the strap on? It's huge."
"Tim, I'm so hard that it hurts. And it's your fault. Sticking your
finger up my ass, and not finishing the job."
"Shit, Joey. You're becoming as big of a slut and Suzi."
"I am NOT a slut!" Suzi said with her eyes closed.
"Why did you pretend to be asleep?" Joey asked.
"Because you would have gotten up, and I'm enjoying your hardness inside
of me too much. Ohh!..." she said as Joey pulsed it for her.
"Ohh!!" Joey echoed her as I simulated the same thing in his ass.
Joey squirmed and wiggled as I started the virtual butt fuck. Even
though I wasn't actually pounding in and out of him, Joey's body still
rocked with my mental thrusts. Suzi wasn't at all disturbed, finding
his dick pulsing inside her with every cycle of my imaginary humping.
Joey's legs spread wide as my invisible cock exploded inside him, and
his own member joined my phantom dick in shooting it's load. Joey
moaned into Suzi's mouth, then rolled her over to promptly entered her
ass for a quick fuck. He barely did twelve strokes before he shuttered
and collapsed, and it was his turn to fake sleep, feeling my imaginary
cock still hard and with in him.
"Well," she said a few minutes later as she rolled Joey's limp body off
her back. "I think that was worth waiting for, don't you?"
I nodded my head, stood up, and turned off the water which was turning
cold. I helped Suzi up and we dried each other off, then we tried to
talk Joey in getting out. After he refusing to answer us and fainting
sleep, I picked him up and carried him with difficulty to our bedroom.
When I laid him down, his eyes were still closed, but he couldn't cover
up his huge grin, or his restored woody. Suzi and I just looked at each
other and shrugged.
We spent the rest of the afternoon in bed, holding each other, watching
TV, and sharing our love in a gentle and sensual way. That's what I had
been waiting for.
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