_Program Alpha-Omega_

_Episode 2: Removing the Parental Controls_
 
by Net Wolf
 
created by _SLATE_
 
 
 
          Zack wasn’t sure how to feel Friday morning.  He’d come within
moments of realizing his dreams with Claudia, and yet his mother had
interrupted and short-circuited his plans.  Surely there must be a way to get
around his parents.  It was a sign of his frustration that the obvious
solution didn’t come to him until lunchtime.  He was, once again, sitting
alone, trying to watch Claudia covertly.  She caught him looking at her, and
she just smiled and waved.
 
          Her friend Stephanie turned to see whom she was waving at.  When she
saw him, she asked Claudia, “What is it with you and that guy?  He’s creepy.”
 
          Claudia looked at her as if she’d just said the moon was about to
crash into the Earth.  “Huh?  No, Zack’s really nice, once you get to know
him.”  She added to herself, “Really nice¼”  Her eyes sort of glazed over, but
Stephanie snapped her out of it.
 
          “You really need a new boyfriend if you’re starting to look at the
sophomores.  Geez, Claudia¼”
 
 
 
          Of course, Zack couldn’t hear their conversation from where he was. 
And, truth be told, once Claudia had caught him watching her, he’d stopped
looking, returning to the problem of how to get his parents out of the way, so
he could finish what they’d begun.  *How do I get them to leave us alone while
we make out?  I mean, it’s not like I can take my computer on a car trip.  And
I need the program to**¼**  Idiot!  The Program, of course!  It works on me,
it works on Claudia, it must work on everybody**¼** all I have to do is
program Mom and Dad to leave us alone together, so we can have some fun.*
 
          Now that Zack knew what to do, he had to tolerate two more hours of
school until he could do anything about it.  Once again, he took a little
berating from Mr. Parks for not paying attention.  *If he only knew what I was
doing**¼*
 
 
 
          Once home, Zack’s theoretical answer to his problem had to be put
into practice, and that became something of a problem.  It was troublesome for
two reasons: first, he’d never actually tried to program for more than one
person, and second, he wasn’t sure how to script the actions to make someone
NOT do something.
 
          “Oh well,” he said to himself.  “Nothing to it but to do it¼”  Once
more he delved into his code.  Along the way, he made a few minor changes to
the program itself, so that now not only were the command scripts external to
the program, but so was the matrix.  This allowed him to make changes to that
more easily, so that he could save the matrices for different people.  He
spent the night working on a matrix for his parents, having to adjust for age,
and some other psychological factors revealed in Adam’s research.  By the time
he’d worked it all up, it was after two in the morning.  He quickly zonked out
on his bed, not bothering to set an alarm for the next morning.  He wouldn’t
see Claudia again until Tuesday, so he had time¼
 
 
 
          ¼His dreams were troubled.  Unlike the pleasant dreams he’d been
having, there were no ethereal maidens.  He was enshrouded in a storm of
colors, a swirling mass of unease.  He was running down corridors, not knowing
which way to turn.  He ended up in one blind alley after another, having to
retrace his steps and choose another path.  He came to one more blind alley,
but this time, when he turned around, the path behind him had closed.  The
walls slowly began to close in on him.  Just as he was about to be crushed, he
bolted upright in bed, awake.  A last vestige of the dream echoed through his
head¼  *<<You’ve forgotten something**¼**>>*
 
          Or was it part of the dream?  It sounded awfully familiar¼  *Eh. 
Just a bunch of bullshit my head dreamed up.  Probably from all the weird shit
I’ve been watching on television lately.*  Looking at the clock, he saw it was
already ten in the morning.  He got up and showered, then headed down for some
breakfast.  He noted the house was empty, and then remembered his parents had
gone on a little outing together.  They’d been talking about it at dinner last
night, but he’d been so wrapped up in his project that he hadn’t paid any
attention.  He did recall they would be back before midnight, so he figured
he’d just use the program on them when they got home.
 
          For the rest of the day, he lounged about, watching TV, reading a
little, surfing the Web.  As usual, he didn’t have any homework, because he
tried to make sure his weekends were free.  He nuked some leftovers for
dinner, and settled down to watch some movies until his parents came home.
 
 
 
          His parents made it in around ten that night, having spent the day
first looking for a new car, and then driving out to see his father’s
brother.  Grant Griffin’s brother was in a sanitarium, having been the victim
of chemical poisoning as a child.  It was rather sad, and Zack didn’t like to
go visit him.  His father understood, and didn’t force him to, though he and
his wife, Sharon, went at least once a month out to visit him.  They were both
pretty worn out as they hung up their coats.  Zack thought this might be a
help to his program, not having fully alert minds to cope with.
 
          “Hi, guys.  So, any luck finding a car?” Zack asked.
 
          “Well, we found lots we liked, it’s just that most of those crooks
want way too much money for them.  We’ll keep looking,” his father answered. 
“So, what did you do all day?”
 
          “Oh, the usual.  I finished up that program I was working on.  You
guys said you wanted to see it¼”  Zack sort of let the question hang.
 
          His father stifled a yawn.  “Will it take long?”
 
          “Nah, just five or six minutes.”
 
          “Okay.  How about it, Shar?”
 
          His mother just nodded and said, “Lead the way.”
 
          They moved down the hallway to Zack’s room, where his computer was
already on.  He entered his password, and let the system come up.  “You’ll
want to stand right in front of it, ‘cause that’s where you get the best
view,” he said, moving out of the way as he double-clicked the icon to start
the program.
 
          Zack wasn’t paying that close of attention to his parents as the
program ran.  He just sat back on his bed, waiting for it to finish.  As it
got closer to finishing, though, he did look to see that they were “under”. 
And it was clear that something was wrong.  While his mother was acting just
as Claudia had, his father was not.  He was, in fact, looking more at her now,
a look of concern on his face.  The clincher was when the program finished
up.  Zack went pale as his mother’s hand traveled across her chest, and down,
and across, dipping between her thighs.  *Oh, shit!  I didn’t change the
gesture!*
 
          Not that it should have mattered.  Had they both been under, only he
would have noticed.  But his father was clearly *not* under, and he was
looking at his wife with worry now.  He looked to Zack for an explanation, but
he just shrugged.  They thought his program was just some pretty graphics: he
wasn’t about to hint that it had anything to do with her reaction.
 
          His mother soon cleared her expression, however, and when she spoke,
her voice was clear and strong.  “That’s very nice work, Zack.  You have a
real talent for this sort of thing.  Don’t you think so, Grant?”
 
          Her husband stammered out, “Y-yeah, right, Sharon.  Good work, son. 
Look, we’d better get to bed, it’s been a hell of a day.”
 
          His parents each bid him good-night, and left him alone.
 
*          Why didn’t the program work on Dad?*
 
*          << You’ve forgotten something**¼**>>*
 
*          What?*
 
*          **¼*  his query was met with silence.
 
*          Fine, dammit!  If it *must* be in the dream world, then let’s go in
the dream world!*
 
          Zack booted up the script he’d written for himself, having modified
it to allow him to slip into a natural sleep after the special dream-state. 
He double-clicked the icon, and quickly moved over to his bed, where he could
still easily see the screen.
 
          Once again, Zack was immersed in the sounds and colors of the
program.  Once again, his body relaxed into a blissful state.  And once again,
he was surrounded by his bevy of ethereal maidens.  The Claudia-maiden
approached him as usual, and began to caress his dream-body, sending electric
charges through him.
 
*          << We are glad you have returned**¼** but you are not happy.>>*
 
*          I am confused.*
 
*          << How may we be of assistance?>>*
 
*          Why didn’t the program work on my Dad?*
 
*          << You have forgotten something**¼**>>*
 
*          So that *was* you!  What did I forget?*
 
*          <<Your father is a male.  Your mother is a female.>>*
 
*          Damn!  How could I have been so dumb as to forget that!  But, how
do I integrate both sexes into a single will matrix?*
 
*          <<Observe, and learn**¼**>>*
 
          Once again, the language of the matrix flowed before his vision.  He
saw that there were many red areas this time.  Luckily, he had added commands
to the script to give him instant recall of this dream, so that he need not
fear forgetting it all before he awoke.  He noted that the matrix was much
bigger than before, almost triple in size.  He wondered that it would be more
than just double, but the maidens had retreated from him so that he might
study the matrix.  He took it all in as it moved past his eyes, and he
absorbed all of the information.
 
          Once it had all assimilated, he wanted to ask the maidens more
questions, but they refused.
 
*          << Soon, you will understand.  But not now.>>*
 
*          Who *are* you?*
 
*          <<We are you.>>*
 
          With that, they faded off into the distance, and Zack faded from
dream-world into sleep, where his dreams were no less unusual, but much less
vivid.
 
 
 
          

          In his parents’ bedroom, however, the activity was less placid. 
They had gotten ready for bed, as they normally would, and Grant was waiting
for Sharon to emerge from the bathroom, so that he could ask her what had
happened to her in their son’s room.  When the bathroom door opened, however,
Grant’s mouth refused to work, as he realized his wife was not wearing her
usual cotton nightgown.  She was not, in fact, wearing anything at all.  The
light from the bathroom silhouetted her figure, until she turned it off,
submerging the room into darkness.  She moved quietly over to the bed,
crawling across it to her husband.
 
          Grant was totally unprepared for this, as Sharon was never the one
to initiate sexual activity.  His mind reeled as her soft lips brushed against
his earlobe, whispering into his ear, “I need you, Grant.  I need you *now*.” 
Her hands pulled down the covers, and moved over his pajama-covered chest.  He
thought to protest, but his wife was so ardent about it, and, truth be told,
her hands and mouth felt very good.  She was kissing his neck now, moving
around and up to his mouth.  Their lips locked, her tongue forcing its way
into his mouth, dueling with his, then withdrawing, enticing his tongue into
her mouth.
 
          Meanwhile, her hand reached down to his pajama bottoms, reaching
under the waistline to massage his dick outside of his briefs.  He moaned into
her mouth, encouraging her to continue, while his hands reached out to caress
her smooth skin, one hand finding a breast while the other reached down to
caress her ass, and pull her over onto him.
 
          Both of her hands now reached down, inside of his underwear and
caressed his hard cock.  He groaned with the pleasure of it, now fondling her
ass with both hands, their lips still locked in sensual embrace.  She could
feel his readiness for more, and she was determined to give him all he could
handle.
 
          Sharon broke their kiss, and slid down her husband’s body.  As she
did so, she peeled both his briefs and his pajamas away from the object of her
desire.  Once exposed, Grant’s dick stood away from his body, hard, long, and
ready for action.  Seeing it twitch before her eyes, Sharon could no longer
resist her urge.  Her mouth opened and slid over the head of his cock, sucking
him in, her tongue sliding along the underside and sending shivers throughout
his body.
 
          Grant grunted at the sudden pleasure his dick was reporting to his
brain.  Never before had his wife been willing to go down on him.  He might
have questioned why the change, but he was in too much pleasure to care.  His
hands rested gently on her head as it moved on his dick, her lips sliding over
its surface soft as a paintbrush, but making contact the entire length, which
sent tingles up his shaft.
 
          Sharon continued working her mouth and tongue over her husband’s
prick, sliding more and more of his length in, until she felt it hit the back
of her throat.  She had never once done this with a man before, but she seemed
to know almost instinctively that Grant would love this.  Her lips moved
faster and faster along his rod, her tongue dancing around it as her hand
softly gripped the portion not in her mouth.  Her other hand was busy between
her legs, massaging her clit to keep herself fully aroused, to be ready for
her husband’s entrance.
 
          Grant had not had a mouth on his cock in over seventeen years, and
he didn’t remember it ever being this good.  He had tried everything he knew
to hold off, to control himself, but it was no use.  His wife was a natural
cock-sucker, and she was quickly bringing him to the point of no return.  He
tried to warn her, but she only moved faster on his shaft, her hand now
lightly pumping the rest of his cock.  Finally, he had to let go, and felt his
cum explode into her mouth.  His wife, surprisingly, continued sucking,
swallowing all he had to offer.
 
          Nor did she stop sucking when his orgasm died.  She kept up her oral
assault until his cock was fully erect once more, something he had not
anticipated happening.  Before he knew what was going on, Sharon had straddled
his waist, and her hand held his prick at her opening.  He could feel the heat
radiating from her pussy as it neared his cock.  He almost came again as the
velvet skin of her cunt slithered over his rock-hard dick.  She paused for
just a moment when  she was fully impaled on him.
 
          Then, she leaned forward, and began rocking.  Her movements were
short, quick, and extremely pleasurable.  Her 34-B tits were swinging before
Grant’s eyes, and he couldn’t resist taking one into his mouth and sucking on
the nipple, swirling his tongue around it.  She uttered a long, low, “Ohh!” of
pleasure as his other hand found her other breast, tweaking the nipple with
his thumb as his fingers molded the flesh.
 
          Her rocking increased in pace as her climax approached.  She was
moving so hard that the bed was slamming against the wall, and Grant was glad
that Zack’s room was not next door.  Her moans became cries of ecstasy as her
body was seized with pleasurable spasms of electric sensation.  She kept up
her movement throughout her orgasm, only slowing as she began to come down
from her high.
 
          But Grant had not come inside her yet, and now that he was fully
into his second stride, he needed to finish.  He pulled her to him, and rolled
them both over, so that he was now on top.  He spread her legs apart with his
hips until she moved them up on either side of his waist.  She looked up at
him and gutturally ordered, “Yes!  Fuck me!  Fuck me until I pass out!”
 
          With that, Grant started rutting into his wife for all he was
worth.  They were moving together with such force he could actually hear his
balls slapping against her ass cheeks.  He reached down, and pulled her ankles
up to his shoulders, giving a better angle for him to push into her.  Sharon’s
cries of joy filled the room, and were probably easily audible to Zack, but
Grant no longer cared.  He continued ramming into his wife, faster and
faster.  She orgasmed repeatedly from the fucking, and he was starting to feel
the tingle in his balls.  He began to play with her tits as he thrust into
her, sending her ever higher.  Finally, his cum erupted from his prick,
filling her cunt with his seed.  Her orgasm at that point wracked her body,
sending her into convulsions of pure bliss.  They each grunted through their
climaxes, until, at last, spent and weary, Grant rolled off of his wife, and
lay beside her on the bed.
 
          Looking over, he found, to his utter amazement, that he had, indeed,
fucked her until she passed out.
 
 
 
 
 
          The man sat alone, working at his desk in a darkened office, his
desk lamp casting a pool of light across its surface, but fading quickly back
into the inky darkness of the room.  He was studying the pages of a technical
document, the lines and squiggles seemingly meaningless, but with definite
purpose for the man reading them.  His brow furrowed as he made notes on
changes to a specific area of one diagram, and cursed when he was interrupted
by a discreet knock at the door.
 
          “Come!” he ordered.
 
          The door opened to reveal one of his underlings, one who had been
with him almost since the beginning.  This one had almost made a breakthrough,
but had been stymied by some as-yet unknown fault.
 
          “Yes, what is it, William?” the man asked.
 
          “Sir, the program has been accessed.”
 
          “Oh, really?” interest, for they might yet find their target.  “By
whom?”
 
          “Online name of Zmorph.”
 
          “A screen name is worse than useless to me, William.”  Anger. 
Disgust.  Aggression.  The information was not what he’d hoped for.
 
          “I am aware of that, sir.  We’ve located his ISP.  We’ll have a name
for you within the day.”
 
          “Very well.  Thank you, William, that will be all.”  Resignation; a
sigh.  The information might yet be theirs.
 
          “Yes, sir,” William said as he closed the door, leaving the man
alone with his diagrams, and with his thoughts.
 
 
 
 
 
          Zack woke up fully refreshed from his sleep, and immediately set to
working on his new matrix.  He only really needed one that would work on his
father now, but he figured he might have need of such a dual-role matrix later
on.  It took him only two hours to copy from his memory onto his screen all
the items seen in the dream world.  *I still wish I knew who those ladies
were, though.  It’s just weird to be listening to some voice, without knowing
what it really is.  And why wouldn’t they answer me my other questions?*
 
          Having completed his work, and noting that it was time for lunch, he
headed downstairs to make himself his usual sandwich and chips.  He ate
peacefully, until his father wandered in.  He looked a little bedraggled,
still in his pajamas, but they were rumpled far more than they should have
been just from being slept in.  His father got himself a cup of hours old
coffee, and slumped down in the chair across from Zack.
 
          “Son, what the hell is that program you wrote *really* all about?”
Grant demanded.
 
          “Huh?  Dad, it’s just a bunch of graphics.  Mr. Parks wants us to
have a good audio-visual display in our last project of the year.  I figure
this one to take the top of the class.”
 
          “Don’t bullshit me, Zack.  I *know* it does something other than
show pretty pictures.  You did something to your mother last night, didn’t
you?”
 
          “Dad, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”  Well, he wished he
didn’t, anyway.  “What are you saying?  Is Mom sick or something?”
 
*          Yeah, ‘or something’ is right**¼*  “Your mother is not behaving
like herself.  Or, at least, she didn’t last night.”
 
          “How so?”
 
          “What do you mean, ‘How so’?  You mean, you didn’t hear anything
last night?”
 
          “I went to bed right after you guys left my room.  I was probably
asleep before you guys got undressed.”
 
*          Well, that’s a relief, anyway**¼** I’d hate Zack to think we were
some kind of animals in bed.  Though, last night was a lot more fun than we’ve
had in years in bed**¼*  “Zack, be honest, what does your program do?”
 
          “Look, Dad, it’s just a bunch of fractal graphics, and some cool
sounds.  You want to see it again, just to prove it?  Without Mom this time,
so you can pay attention.”
 
          “Okay, that would be a good idea.”  It never occurred to Grant that
the program might be *changed* to adjust to the target, and he’d already seen
it once with no effect.
 
          The two of them headed up to Zack’s room, where they repeated last
night’s run.  Not entirely, though.  Zack realized, as he had made the new
matrix, that he had used Claudia’s matrix to build the one for his parents. 
That might explain what his father was hinting at had happened the night
before.  It was an unexpected effect, but his Dad really wasn’t complaining
too hard about it, so Zack figured it would be okay.
 
          The new matrix, being so much larger, took nearly twice as long to
run.  But at the end of it, his father committed the new verification gesture,
a triple shrug of the shoulders.  He turned to Zack and said, “Well, I guess I
was wrong, son.  It is a pretty nifty display, though.  Sorry I accused you
of¼”  *Well, what the hell did I think he’d done?  Written a mind control
program?*  “¼ messing with your mother.”
 
          “No problem, Dad.  Say, you’re gonna miss the game, if you don’t go
watch it now.”
 
          His father looked at his watch.  “Hey, you’re right!  Well, I’ll
catch you later.  Good work on the program.  I think you’ve got an ‘A’
there.”  His father, who loved sports, hustled out of the room towards the
living room, and the TV.
 
*          Why can’t all problems be solved as easily as this one?*  In his
success, he ignored just how many tries it had taken him to get to this point.
 
 
 
          Zack stayed up a little later than usual that night, and, sure
enough, his mother and father were acting like animals in heat.  He’d never
heard them having sex before, and the sounds both disturbed and excited him. 
He knew that, with his parents now out of his way, soon he and Claudia might
be making such noises together.  *Might?  What do I mean *might*?  We damned
sure will!*
 
          Having all his problems solved for the moment, Zack was able to
focus on school Monday.  Mr. Parks was especially gratified to see that Zack
seemed to be back to his usual self, working hard on his project for the end
of the year.  Zack was even back to showing the other students how to get
their projects working, which was something Mr. Parks was actually grateful
for, as it allowed him a chance to work with the really struggling students,
while Zack showed those who needed just a few hints.  It was a friendly
relationship that had never been solidified by so much as a conversation.  It
was just how they behaved.
 
          Zack, meanwhile, was acting “normally” in an effort to keep his mind
off his goal of getting into Claudia’s pants.  He’d done his usual spying on
her at lunch, this time managing not to be seen by her.  It seemed more fun to
him to watch her without her knowing.  He was anxious to see far more of her
than he could see from across a lunch room.  It took a great deal of effort
for him to keep his mind on the work, but he was managing.  He’d actually
finished his class project up a few weeks back, and was merely playing with it
now, to see if he could make it just a little better here and there.  It
amused him that he hadn’t actually lied to his father: their class project
*was* about audio-visual effects.  Zack had taken that one step further, as
usual, and his program allowed the effects to be modified interactively.  It
was a simulation of moving through a wormhole in space, and was reminiscent of
the effect used in either Stargate SG-1, or certain Babylon 5 episodes.  As he
watched one of his classmates run his program, looking for bugs, it occurred
to Zack that the graphics in this program showed some striking similarities to
the Alpha-Omega program he’d been working on.  Completely unintentional, since
he had developed the graphics for this program before ever knowing about the
A-O program, but a strange coincidence.
 
          Zack was so involved with helping a classmate with his project, that
he ignored the school bell, and ended up racing for the bus.  As he was
bolting the last fifty yards, he got distracted by someone yelling, and ended
up barreling into someone, sending them both sprawling.
 
          He hopped to his feet, more or less unhurt, and gathered his stuff
before looking to see whom he had knocked over.  It was Stephanie, Claudia’s
friend.  He offered her a hand up, but she just looked at him balefully and
struggled to her feet.
 
          “Zack.  I should’ve known.  Can’t you even watch where you’re
going?  And, by the way, stay away from Claudia from now on.  She’s too good
for you, hear?  She doesn’t need to be getting messed up with some little geek
like you.”
 
          She left him no time to respond as she stalked off.  He sprinted to
his bus, but as he sat down, he thought to himself, *If I want Claudia, I’ll
have Claudia, bitch.  And you just might be next!*
 
 
 
          That night, as Zack lie in bed waiting for sleep to come, he
considered more carefully his thoughts about Stephanie.  He considered her
attributes, her dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, petite nose and round face
topping a body with average sized, but very firm tits, a great set of legs,
and a wonderful ass.  She wasn’t Claudia, to be sure.  Claudia was his “cream
of the crop”, but Stephanie certainly wasn’t something to be tossed away
untried.  Her attitude toward him had become somewhat harsh of late, and he
didn’t like that.  He figured it was because Claudia and he had been spending
more time together, which, up until recently, had been totally platonic. 
Stephanie obviously did not think him worthy of Claudia.  He knew
differently.  And, he knew now, that he could have Stephanie when he wanted
her.  *When did ‘if’ become ‘when’, Zack old boy?*
 
          Pondering these thoughts, he fell asleep with a grin on his face, to
some of the most erotic dreams he had ever had.
 
 
 
          Zack was surprisingly mellow the following day.  Surprising to him,
anyway, though no one else saw why it should be any different.  He breezed
through his first classes, knowing that he would be able to recall the
material with ease, now that he had the program to help him.  He knew he
should develop a script that would allow him to selectively retrieve
information on a permanent basis, but he hadn’t had the initiative to bother
with it yet.
 
          His mellow attitude, however, changed at lunch.  It wasn’t that
anything extraordinary or troublesome happened, but that was the first time he
saw Claudia that day.  In his current state of arousal, his mind automatically
pictured her nude before him, her arms out to him, begging him to take her, to
use her as he chose.  He had to shake his head to clear these thoughts, but
they didn’t go away entirely.  His mind continued to cycle back to them
throughout lunch.
 
          As he was ready to leave, he worked up his control, and he walked
over to where Claudia sat.  He asked his usual question about their tutoring
session, and received his usual answer.  As he left, he let his eyes trail
over Claudia, and then they passed slowly over Stephanie as he turned to
leave.  He made sure she saw him, for he wanted her to feel uncomfortable
around him for the time being.  He was enjoying this little game that she had
started, but that he would ultimately win.  He knew that.  She didn’t, and his
look annoyed her.
 
          “What do you *want*, Griffin?” she snapped.
 
          “Oh, nothing.  Bye, Steph.”  She hated being called ‘Steph’.  “See
you later, Claudia.”
 
          Even the rest of the seniors, who generally ignored him, knew that
some new war had started, and they wondered just why a sophomore thought he
had the wits to win.
 
 
 
          Having seen Claudia at lunch revved Zack’s hormones into high gear. 
He could barely contain himself for the rest of the day, considering what he’d
be doing with her that evening.  He knew that he could at the very least get a
hand job out of her, as that was pretty much what she was already giving him
last week.  He was reasonably sure, though, that he would get a lot more than
that.  Would they get so far as having sex?  He hoped so, but he wasn’t
counting on it.  He knew she had some ingrained thoughts about dating
underclassmen, and he didn’t know if his¼ *their* program would overcome that
or not.  But he was sure as hell going to try.
 
 
 
          Arriving home from school, Zack showered and primped for nearly an
hour before declaring himself ready for his date with Claudia.  *Date?  Well,
it’s not really a date, but**¼** more like a make-out session.  Without the
car.*  And his mind gleefully pointed out that his parents would be in the
house the whole time!  He wasn’t sure whether that excited him because of the
power he now had over them, or just because it meant someone else would know
he got laid that night.  *How will they react afterwards?  I mean, I know they
won’t come into my room and stop us, because they can’t, but what will they do
to me afterwards?*
 
Zack fretted over this for a while, but then realized he was probably creating
more trouble for himself than was actually there.  And, of course, he was
killing time while waiting for Claudia.  

          By the time dinner rolled around, he was about as hyper as he could
get.  His parents noticed, and were mildly amused.  As parents, they knew of
his infatuation with Claudia.  It was impossible to miss.  They wondered if
the girl would ever relent, but because of the age difference, they wouldn’t
actively encourage Zack to pursue it.  They wished he would find a girl in his
own grade, but they knew that he only managed to spend so much time with
Claudia because they needed each other academically.  His parents also wished
Zack was more able to socialize, but didn’t know how to help him overcome his
shortcomings in that arena.  They could only hope that he would someday come
out of his shell and “blossom” as the saying went.
 
          Claudia arrived at her usual time, in her usual attire.  At least,
Zack *thought* it was her usual attire, until he noticed that her shirt was
far tighter than those she usually wore around him.  And her legs were barely
covered by the shorts she wore.  It was a warm spring evening, and she was
dressed for it.  Her long brown hair was gathered into a pony-tail, giving her
face a slightly impish look, as her smile graced him with its presence.  Zack
just stepped back to let her in, not able to say anything as his mind wandered
over all her curves, both visible and hidden.  And, really, there weren’t all
that many hidden from him right now, but they were the ones he most wanted to
see.
 
          Zack and Claudia moved quickly back to his room.  It didn’t occur to
Zack, in his current state of excitement, that Claudia seemed just as eager as
he was.  His mother passed them in the hall, and couldn’t resist poking fun at
her son.
 
          “More computer studies tonight, eh, Zack?” she smiled.
 
          “Not tonight, Mom,” he replied.  “Tonight, we’re going to study
biology.”  *Or, more precisely, anatomy!*
 
          “Have fun.  Don’t work too hard.”
 
          Both kids quickly acknowledged her, and ducked into his room.  Zack
closed the door.  He was half tempted to lock it, but he decided against it. 
If his parents’ programming didn’t work, he would be in deep shit after
tonight, whether they could get in to stop him or not.
 
          Though Claudia’s excitement was building, she kept herself
composed.  She set her books down on the desk, and carefully turned to Zack. 
He was looking at her, no, *leering* at her almost, and it was obvious what he
wanted, though he fought to hide it.  Ever since last week, she had wanted it,
too, but she didn’t want to show him.  She couldn’t go out with him, he was an
underclassman.  It would destroy what social status she had.  Playing for some
time, to let him adjust to her being in the room, she asked, “Can we use the
program again tonight, Zack?”  She didn’t know she was sealing her fate with
those words.
 
          Zack snapped himself out of his daze.  The words *the program*
burned through the fog, and Zack remembered what he had to do.  “Sure,
Claudia¼ um, let me see¼” he realized that he hadn’t changed the program back
from when he used it on his Dad.  He fiddled for a second, not really doing
anything, then said to Claudia, “The damned link got messed up somehow, I’ve
got to reset it.”  He typed in the appropriate command line options, and then
sat back.  He motioned Claudia to the screen as he double-clicked the icon.
 
 
 
          A few minutes later, Claudia straightened, running her hand across
her chest in the old “Z” maneuver.  Zack left this gesture for Claudia,
because he liked how she looked while doing it.  Once more, Zack moved in. 
She turned to him, and nearly threw herself at him.  She moved over onto his
lap, kissing him hotly.  Her tongue slipped warmly into his mouth, dancing
around his mouth, caressing his tongue, and then she enticed his tongue into
her mouth, their lips locked tightly.
 
          Zack was caught off balance for a moment, not expecting Claudia’s
forceful reaction.  He recovered quickly, though, and his hands roamed her
body freely now, up and down her back, and then squeezing her ass cheeks.  She
moaned into his mouth, and pressed herself more tightly against him.
 
          Zack pulled her shirt out of her shorts, and ran his hands beneath
it, up her bare back.  She squirmed in his lap as he caressed her bare flesh,
and then ran his hands around her sides, and began to fondle her breasts.  He
tweaked each of her nipples in turn as their kissing continued.  Her writhing
had given him a massive erection, and he wanted nothing more than to tear her
clothes off and fuck her mercilessly, but he also wanted this first time to
last.
 
          Claudia broke their kiss and leaned away from Zack, raising her arms
as a gesture for him to remove her shirt.  This he did, and was presented with
a view of her wonderful, firm tits, her nipples hard, ready to be sucked.  He
tossed her shirt onto the desk, and lowered his mouth to one of those nipples,
pulling it into his mouth, and flicking the tip of his tongue across it
repeatedly, eliciting a deep moan from Claudia.  He continued to massage her
other tit with his fingers while his tongue danced across her nipple.  She was
once again writhing in his lap, and he knew she could feel his hard-on
pressing against her crotch.
 
          She reached down and pressed her hands gently on either side of his
cock, running her fingers along the length of that cloth-covered rod.  This
drove Zack wild, and he could barely hold off.  He lifted his mouth from her
breast and told her to stand up.  Once she did, he pulled his pants and
underwear down and off, yanking his shoes and socks with them.  He nearly tore
his shirt getting it off.  Now he was completely nude, and she was naked from
the waist up.  He would soon have her out of the rest of her clothing, but he
wanted more contact first.
 
          “Kneel,” he said.  She quickly complied with his instructions.  He
was sitting back in his chair, and she was right in front of him.  His cock
stood up proudly, a full seven inches and thicker than any she had seen
before.  “Now, run your hands over my dick.”  She reached out and gently
wrapped her fingers around his shaft, moving them up and down his length,
exciting him until he could barely stand it.  Through gritted teeth, he said,
“Suck it, Claudia.  Put it in your mouth and suck it!”
 
          Claudia hesitated only for an instant, and then leaned forward and
took him into her mouth, sucking just on the head at first, still running her
hands up and down his pole.  Slowly, she began to take more of him in her
mouth, moving slowly up and down his cock, licking around the head and
applying suction.  This was not something that Claudia was used to doing, but
it was what Zack wanted, and it was what he would get.
 
          Her lips dropped lower and lower onto his shaft, until her lips
rested against the base of his dick.  She had deep-throated him!  Zack was
both astonished, and in heaven.  She paused only briefly before she started
moving her mouth more quickly up and down his rod, running her tongue along
the underside of his dick while her lips passed quickly over the veined skin
of his prick.
 
          Zack was certain a vacuum cleaner couldn’t suck this hard.  The
pleasure was shooting through him, and he was using all of the control he had
to hold off his climax, but he was close to coming, anyway.  When he finally
couldn’t stop it, he grunted loudly in warning.  Claudia just kept sucking as
his cum spurted from his dick.  She was swallowing all of his sperm, not
missing a drop.  Zack’s vision blurred with the thrill of it.
 
          As he came down, he didn’t figure he was going to get anything else
that night.  But Claudia was still sucking him, and he was amazed to find that
he was getting hard again.  He let her keep on until he had fully hardened
again, and then he pulled her off him.  He stood her up, and then reached for
her shorts.  The button and zipper came loose easily, and as he began to pull
them down her legs, he realized she wasn’t wearing any panties.  As he leaned
over to pull them all the way down her legs, he could smell her arousal, and
he could see the dampness glistening between her legs.  He couldn’t resist
placing a kiss against the top of her pussy lips, on her hooded clit.  Claudia
moaned loudly, and nearly fell against him.
 
 
 
          Outside the door, Zack’s parents had heard all of the unmistakable
noises of sex happening inside the room.
 
          “Shouldn’t we be doing something about that?” Grant asked.
 
          “Yes, we should be leaving them alone, Grant.  Would you want him
listening to us?”
 
          “No, I suppose not.”  Grant was still a little confused, but his
programming held, and he accepted his wife’s words without argument.
 
          “There’s something else you need to do,” Sharon said.
 
          “What’s that?”
 
          She grabbed his hand and pulled it to her pussy.  “You need to take
me down the hall and fuck my brains out,” she whispered hoarsely.
 
 
 
          Back in Zack’s room, Claudia and Zack were once again kissing,
standing at the foot of his bed.  Zack’s hand snaked down to her crotch, and
her legs parted to give him access.  He ran his hand lightly against her slit,
and then slipped his middle finger deep into her.  He felt her shudder with
the sensation, and he began moving his finger in and out of her, while his
other hand slipped around her back, holding her against him.  Their lips
remained locked, but she moaned constantly into his mouth.
 
          Finally, Claudia couldn’t stand it any longer.  She broke their kiss
and panted, “Zack, for God’s sake, fuck me!  I need you inside me!  Stuff that
big, hard cock of yours in me!”
 
          Zack himself was more than ready to fuck her, so he pushed her
gently down onto the bed, and then crawled up over her.  He placed his dick at
her opening, and paused.  He had only had sex once before, and it had not been
a good experience for anyone involved.  He knew that this time was different,
but that didn’t keep him from pausing.
 
          Claudia, however, just wanted him inside her.  She reached down and
grasped his dick firmly, pushing it into her.  Once the head of his dick was
inside her, he needed no further encouragement, and his cock slipped eagerly
into her sopping wet pussy.  Though she was tight, he managed to slide all the
way into her in one long, sensuous stroke, the velvet of her cunt grasping his
cock like a million gentle fingers massaging him at once.  She began to rock
her hips against him, and he got the message.  He began to slide in and out of
her, moving slowly at first.  Claudia found this both extremely frustrating,
and immensely pleasurable.  She was groaning in pleasure, and never wanted it
to end.
 
          Zack began to move faster as he sensed they were both becoming even
more aroused.  He leaned down to kiss her tits, lavishing kisses all over
them, and then sucking each of her nipples into his mouth to suck on them
briefly before moving on.  Claudia writhed beneath him in ecstasy, unable to
contain her cries of pleasure any longer.  The room was filled with the sounds
of their fucking: his grunts, her screams, the wet sounds of their bodies
coupling, the creaking of his bed.  He reflected briefly that it was a good
thing his parents were under control, because there is no way he’d have been
able to hide this.
 
          Suddenly, Claudia was rocked with spasms of pleasure, her body
thrashing beneath him in the throes of passion.  Her cunt rippled along his
cock, trying to pull him all the way inside her.  The velvet fingers of her
pussy massaged and gripped his cock until he couldn’t stand it any longer, and
he, too, came, wave after wave of cum splashing into her hole, filling her as
they both cried out in climax.
 
          It seemed like forever before they came off their high, and when
they did, they lay beside each other on the bed, his cock still buried in her
pussy.  They kissed tenderly as they snuggled that way.  Only then did they
notice the rather loud noises of sex coming from down the hall.  Claudia was
slightly shocked, but Zack just smiled quietly to himself.  *Well, at least
Dad is getting some, too**¼*
 
 
 
          After a while, Zack looked to Claudia, and knew it was time to test
the other part of her programming, the part he’d added just yesterday.
 
          “Claudia?” he asked, wanting her full attention.
 
          “Hmmm?” she answered sleepily.
 
          “I want to keep going out with you.”
 
          “But, we haven’t actually been out together, Zack,” she answered.
 
          “Well, okay, then I’d like to keep screwing you,” he said with a
chuckle.
 
          “I want that, too.”
 
          “But, do you think we should be able to¼ see other people, too?” 
This was the acid test.  Her response was written into her programming.
 
          “You can have whoever you want, Zack.  But it wouldn’t be right for
me to have anyone but you.”
 
*          Perfect response!*  “Okay, I’m glad we agree.  But, Claudia, I need
you to help me get my next girlfriend.”
 
          She was completely awake now.  “I’m not sure how I can help, Zack,
but I’ll do whatever you want me to.”
 
          “That’s good.  All you have to do is convince her to come to my
room.  I’ll take care of the rest.”
 
          “I can probably do that for you, Zack.  Who is it?”
 
          “Your friend, Stephanie,” Zack said matter-of-factly.
 
          Claudia was stunned momentarily, and then her programming took over
fully.  “Yes¼ I think you’d be good for Stephanie.  She needs someone like
you.”
 
          “I’m glad you see it my way, Claudia.  When might you be able to
bring her over here?”
 
          “Well, unfortunately, Stephanie is very busy during the week.  I
probably won’t be able to get her here until the weekend.”
 
          “That’s quite all right, Claudia.”
 
          “Zack?”
 
          “Yeah?”
 
          “What about me?  If I bring Stephanie here, what will I do while you
are¼ you know?”
 
          “I’m sure I can find something for you to be doing, Claudia, don’t
worry.”  Zack smiled inwardly.  He knew what Claudia would be doing while he
was fucking Stephanie, but he wanted to surprise her with it.
 
          “Okay, Zack.  I’ll try to get her here on Saturday afternoon, then,
if that’s okay.”
 
          “That would be absolutely perfect, Claudia.”
 
          While they had been talking, Claudia’s hands had been roaming Zack’s
body, and he realized that he was once again hard inside her.  Without any
words, he rolled over onto her, and began rutting into her once more.  Their
sounds of passion filled the room once more as their bodies engaged each
other, seeking pleasure.
 
 
 
          The next day at lunch, Claudia passed by Zack’s table and quickly
bent down to say, “I convinced her to come see your program on Saturday.  She
thinks we’re going to the mall after that.  I hope I did okay.”  He could see
the concern in her eyes that she had done what he wanted.
 
          “Perfect.  Now, Claudia, kiss me.”
 
          With only the slightest hesitation, Claudia leaned over and placed a
very warm kiss on Zack’s lips.  He shouldn’t have made her do it, because it
ignited in him the fiery need for her body.
 
          As she broke the kiss, he ignored the amazed stares of their
classmates as he asked her, “You are coming over for tutoring tonight, aren’t
you?”
 
          “Of course.  Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” she said, as she
turned to go.
 
          Zack glanced over at Stephanie as Claudia walked back to the table. 
Stephanie was looking at her friend incredulously.  *As if I’m some kind of
leper.  Well, Stephanie Bromwell, we’ll see how much you despise me after this
weekend!*
 
 
 
To Be Continued¼