Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
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>This posting contains:
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 1 - Mother, Father, and My Lovers (mc, oral mf & ff)
Part 2 - Are You Free This Evening? (Or A Slave?) (fff, mm foreplay)
Part 3 - Chains of Slavery (mc, mf)
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)
Part 3 - Summer Time Fun (mc, mf, oral mf, mm)
Part 4 - It's Good To Have Friends (mc, TP-Mast)
(TP-Mast = Telepathic sharing while masturbating)
>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 1 - Mother, Father, and My Lovers.
(mc, oral mf & ff)
The black limo pulled into our driveway, filling the entire drive. Even before
the vehicle had been taken out of gear, I had my suitcase waiting by the trunk.
I had a feeling that this was a different vehicle than the last one I had ridden
in, but there were no exterior markings to indicated this.
A different driver got out, came around to the right side passenger door and
opened it for my father. I nearly dropped my suitcase. Not only was my father
clothed, but he was all decked out in a black and white tux.
I did drop my suitcase when my mother came out. I had never seen her so dressed
up, so beautiful, so... sexy. I swallowed hard when she walked over in her
black and white sparkling blouse, with matching skirt, accenting her curves
while still being conservative enough not to appear, as Suzi would say, slutty.
Her legs were perfect, and her smile was genuinely warm. And she had that smile
pointed at my father, which was even more shocking.
I followed my suitcase to the ground when the pair nearly ripped each other's
clothes off while they kissed. The squawking sound I made when my back end hit
the ground was probably the only thing that stopped them from raping each other
on the spot. They straightened out each other's clothes while my mother wiped
off the lipstick she had smeared all over his mouth, giggling like a school girl
as my father said things which were beyond my range of hearing.
The driver helped me up, then opened the trunk and put my suitcase in. I had
packed enough for five days even though it was only for the weekend. When my
father asked where my mother's suitcase was, she held up her small matching
purse saying, "Right here."
I stared at my suitcase as the driver shut the trunk, realizing how stupid I had
been. I wouldn't be needing any clothes once I got there. Even my mother knew
that.
My father called me over, and for a moment I felt like the three of us were a
family. When that reality hit me, I shuddered internally. In another life, I
might have simply accepted letting my grandmother suck me off whenever I got a
hangnail or something, just to make me feel better. "Grandma, would you blow
me? I'll even hold your teeth for you." Shudder shudder.
I had a strange duality when it came to my father. Yes, he was my father, in
some ways I respected him, and I suppose I cared for him slightly. But I also
despised everything he stood for. I knew everything I would be enjoying this
weekend, everything I had been excited about for the past week-and-a-half was
his gift to me for being his son. But it also was an attempt to corrupt me with
his way of life. A life I so desperately wanted to hate, but knew I already
loved.
But I actually didn't mind a little corruption as long as my friends were with
me. They were my insurance, my protection from allowing the corruption to take
my soul. Perhaps this notion was a bit naive, but as it turned out, they indeed
were my saviors, and I their's. Not that my father didn't try his hardest to
corrupt us all anyway. And for a little while, he succeeded, especially with
Joey.
As we climbed into the limo, I saw it was indeed a different one. There was no
bed, just incredible plush velvety seats that I imagined folded out to become a
bed if needed. There was plenty of room for Joey and Suzi when we picked them
up on the way to my father's north mansion.
Joey's house of course was just down the street. In fact, the limo had passed
it to get to our house. As we pulled into Joey's driveway, Joey was already
standing right where the door would be, making it appear as if we had pulled up
to him. Joey signaled for me to roll the window down before opening the door.
When I had done so, he said, "Welcome to Joey's. May I take you order please?"
The driver put Joey's suitcase in the trunk next to mine. While Joey's parents
checked out the limo and chatted with my mom and father, Joey motioned me out
and we went to the rear, out of earshot.
"I saw your suitcase in the trunk," Joey said. "That was good thinking. I
mean, I had to pack like I was going to need clothes and stuff. But when my dad
saw the limo coming back down the street, he said something about wondering how
much room the trunk had. I nearly shit when I realized you wouldn't be taking
any clothes with you, and the trunk would be empty. So when did you start
seeing into the future too?"
My face went red, but luckily Joey's dad called saying it was time to leave. I
climbed in, and watched Joey's mom hug and kiss him, followed by his dad. He
squawked when his dad gave him a peck on the cheek, and turned all red about it.
He got in, and they all said their good-byes again through the window.
Once we were on our way, I said in a low voice like his dad's, "Oh, Joey.. I'll
miss you!" and gave him a real kiss. That really made him turn red with my mom
and father sitting right there. My mother whispered something to my father, and
his eyes moved to Joey's legs and grinned.
Joey's body blush deepened even more, and then he said, "God, I HATE being fair
skinned and blond!"
"Oh don't be, Joey. With your blond hair and blue eyes, girls are probably
following you around everywhere," my mother said.
"No they're not, mom. With Suzi around, the other girls don't dare." I said
grinning.
"What do you mean?" Joey said, seeking revenge. "Everyone at school thinks Suzi
is with you. I don't think Suzi scares them away, so it must be you."
"Ha ha." I said, letting him have his minor victory.
Suzi's house was a good fifteen minutes from Joey's and mine. We were talking
about nothing in particular, when my mother and father began to shock me again.
"So, how is your mother? Is she well?" my mother asked.
"Oh, she's fine. Getting on a bit, but she can still suck a golf ball through a
garden hose, if you know what I mean," my father said, laughing at his own joke.
Then he continued. "And what about your father? Is he still on that little
island? I nearly had it bombed while you were under my household, fearing he
would find out and take you away. But they made me set you free before the
planes were ready and..."
"MOM! You said Grandpa died before I was born! Is he really still alive?" I
said exasperated.
"Whoops. Sorry Samantha. I didn't realize.."
"That's okay. I was going to tell him anyway." Then she turned to me and said,
"Yes, he's alive, but he doesn't know about you. After I discovered my powers,
I accidentally triggered his own. I'm afraid he is a little confused..."
"A little? He thinks he's God Almighty, Samantha. That is not just a little
confused. That's plain loony."
"Well, at least he had enough sense to go and get an island in the middle of the
Pacific to play God, unlike your father..."
"I suppose you're right. Pop certainly did bring that on himself. It was a
pity he had all his slaves kill themselves when he did. Some of them I remember
taking their virginities from. Pop didn't leave many of those around when I was
growing up. He always said.."
"Uhm, excuse me?" I interrupted. "Do I have any other living relatives that I
should know about? What happened to my other Grandma? And do I have any uncles
or aunts?"
"My mother truly died before you were born, and that's what made my father lose
touch with reality. As far as uncles and aunts... Well, there's my brother
George, and Charles' brother Larry, and what was your other brother's name? The
one that tried to take over that country with the army of women?"
"No no. That was Larry. You're thinking of Spud. You know, here Spud! Good
boy. And then of course there's your three sisters that pretend they're
witches. I must say, they know how to throw a good party. All my sister does
is go around collecting human testicles. But she has quite a collection. I'm
sure she'll.."
"What about brothers or sisters," Joey said quietly, yet very amused.
"Yeah! What about brothers or sisters? Oh God! Three weeks ago, my only
living relative was my mother. Then I meet my father, then my golf ball sucking
grandmother. Now I have a family tree longer than my arm. And they're all
power mad perverts, or grown men who think they're a dog!" I groaned, covering
up my face with my hands.
My mother and father burst out laughing, followed by Joey. My mother had tears
in her eyes, and Joey had fallen on the floor from laughing so hard.
"WHAT IS SO FUNNY!" I screamed.
Joey sputtered between his giggles, "They... were.... JoKINg!"
"ARRRGGGGH" I said covering up my face again and sinking down in my seat, almost
to where my butt was about to fall off.
As if on cue, I felt the car stop. I looked up, and there was Suzi's face,
right where Joey's had been when we pulled up at his house.
"Great. Now I'm really gonna get picked on." I muttered, reaching for the door.
I got out and greeted Suzi. Then I poked my head into the cab and said, "I
think it would be safer if I rode in the trunk next to my suitcase full of five
pairs of clothes. Just honk the horn when we get there, okay?" I had my head
out earshot before they could reply, and all I heard a moment later was the
second explosion of laughter.
"What was that all about," I heard Suzi ask the occupants of the limo after they
calmed down.
I waited for the driver to open the trunk to put Suzi's suitcase in, and then
asked him to wait a moment before he shut it. I opened my suitcase, and took
out four little boxes. I also slipped my coin and another object into my
pocket. I wanted my coin just in case I needed some sympathy. Suzi could
really get you if she was in the mood. And I imagined I was an easy target
right then.
I felt Suzi's hand slip around the back of my waist, and she said, "What's you
got?"
"Oh, just something I made. Where's your mom and dad? Joey's almost climbed in
and came with us."
"Oh, they're around somewhere. Limos aren't a big thing with them. Here they
come..."
"You know, I think this is the first time I've actually seen your house from the
outside, or with my own eyes. Oh, shit. I'm not supposed to really even know
your mom and dad except the few times they dropped you off or something. I feel
like I've known them for, what, fourteen years?" I said, feeling the
butterflies in my stomach grow. I wanted to pull Joey out and tell them he's
her date, not me. But I was the one who had invited her, and invited Joey. And
they certainly didn't know anything about our three way love triangle.
Before we could say hey, Suzi's dad exclaimed, "Charles! I didn't know you were
Tim's father! Well I'll be. How's..."
Suzi and I looked at each other in yet another shock to add to my score board.
We moved closer to listen.
"and that Greek goblet was an absolute hit. It fetched over ten grand! You
wouldn't believe the how many people bid on that one."
"Really? Well, I have another twelve in storage. The one I donated to you was
a last moment kind of thing. I suppose I let my superstitions get the better of
me. I couldn't stand having thirteen of the silly things. You can't actually
drink out of them without one of those rubies popping off. Perhaps next quarter
I can donate the remaining twelve. Never hurts to get those tax deductions
whereever you can."
"Well that would be splendid. If they get as much as the last one did, I
imagine they would name the new library after you. The Charles Grodmen Library
of Medical Research. Sound's pretty good, if you ask me.."
"Now stop it Frank," Suzi's mother said. "Can't you see they want to get going?
It's been nice seeing you again Charles. And you Samantha. You two make a
charming couple. Now I can see where Tim gets all his looks."
"I think I will ride in the trunk," I said loud enough for everyone to hear and
turned around like I meant it.
Suzi grabbed hold of the back of my shirt and said, "You don't need to ride in
the trunk." She pulled me past the back door, and opened the passenger side
front door and said, "Here. You can ride with the driver."
After the standard farewells, we were on our way to my father's place. I passed
out my little gifts, and waited.
"Ewww, Timmy! It's gorgeous!" Suzi exclaimed.
"Impressive," my father said.
"It is very beautiful. Thank you dear," my mother said.
"Yeah, Tim. It's neat. I don't recognize it either. Did you feel it out
yourself?"
"Yep. And they're all different. See if you can guess what yours is, Joey."
"You felt all four of them? Wow! How did you do it?"
"Come on, Joey. I can feel the symbols out just as well as you can. You just
can just fit the shapes to them faster, that's all. Now come on. Everyone
guess what they are."
"I don't understand," my father said frowning at his metal with red glass
symbol. Each symbol was palm size, had a different color of glass, and
resembled each other, but obviously were not the same. "Have you figured out
what the symbols mean?"
Joey and I filled him in on what we had found out and had been doing. My father
was very impressed.
"So, everyone has to figure out what their symbol means. I'll give you a hint.
They each represent the person I gave them to."
"I know what mine is," my mother said.
"What?" Joey asked.
"I don't want to give it away," she wisely answered.
My father was staring intensely at his. Then suddenly he did an almost double
take. He said, "Good Lord! I know what this symbol means!" His face was almost
giddy with his realization. "It stands for Father!"
"Yeah, that's what I thought at first. But it actually means a little more than
just father. But wait until Joey figures his out. I know he will."
"Well, I won't," Suzi said a little crossly. "It's obvious your mom's is
mother, but what's mine. Sister?" Then in a much softer voice, "Lover?"
"Actually you almost have it. Come on Joey. I know you can figure this one
out."
Joey had shut his eyes, running the symbol around in his head. I hadn't
expected him to take this long.
"I keep coming up with something that doesn't make sense," he said, opening his
eyes.
"Huh? Why doesn't it make sense?" I asked.
"I keep getting 'female lover',"
"Opps. I wondered if I got them mixed up when you opened it. Sorry. Maybe you
and Suzi should switch."
My mom and father laughed again, and even Suzi giggled. My ears were burning,
but Joey wasn't even paying attention. He had both Suzi's and his in his hands,
turning them around and around.
"Go ahead, Joey. I know you want to collide them."
"I don't think I need to. They fit like.... this?"
He had fit the two symbols together, the strange juts and dents locking into
each other.
"Yeah. I couldn't get them exact so they fit kinda loose. I barely got them
done in time for today."
My mom and father were trying to see how theirs fit together, and they finally
got it right.
"Can I see, Joey?" Suzi asked.
Joey passed the interlocked symbols to her. Suzi took them apart, then
reassembled them. She was looking at them closely, then suddenly saw the part
of my hidden markings.
"Can I see yours too? I think they all go together," she said to my mom who was
studying theirs.
My mom passed the interlocked symbols over, while Joey exclaimed, "Wow, Tim.
You mean you got more than two symbols to fit together?"
"Yeah. But you won't be able to get these to fit together like that Suzi. You
have to break yours and Joey's apart, and you're missing one piece."
I dug out the piece I made for myself, and handed it to Suzi.
"So, this one means, what. Self love?" Suzi giggled.
"Nope. And I'm not gonna tell ya yet."
Suzi fiddled with it for several minutes. She connected mine to my parents
almost right away in a sort of T figure. Just as she was about to get it, Suzi
handed it over to Joey and said, "Here, you do it."
Joey turned their pieces around and finally fit them like legs that didn't touch
anything but my centerpiece. The assembled figure looked like the combination
of a T and an upside down Y. They were too loose to stay together, but there
was no mistaking they had fit correctly. So Joey carefully placed the assembled
figure in the center of the floor so everyone could look at it.
"I'm really impressed, Tim. I could have never figured that out. How did you
do it?" Joey said.
"Actually, it wasn't that hard. You see, mom's piece really means parental
female mate, and similarly dad's. Mine is the product of my mom's and dad's
mating. Yours and Suzi's are my male and female lovers. It's kinda confusing
at first, but it does kinda make sense if you do this..."
I took the female lover and my symbol, still connected to each other, and placed
them upside down over the mother and father. They were identical.
"The male lover and mine are actually the same piece. And the male mate is just
a mirror copy of the of the male lover. Same thing with the female lover and
the female mate. And the female lover is supposed to fit in the same spot as
mine in the middle with the male and another female lover switching spots.
Pretty neat, huh?"
We talked about my symbol gifts the rest of the trip. The North mansion was
almost an hour from Suzi's house, so by the time we got there, I was feeling
pretty good about myself.
My mother and father didn't get out of the limo when we arrived. They were
going out for dinner, dancing, and we all knew of course, sex. But as I got out
of the limo, my father called out.
"Tim, while I'm gone, you're the master of my household. Your mother and I
won't be back until tomorrow afternoon, so you may do whatever you wish with my
staff and house. If you like, tell Sherman to take you for the grand tour. I
wouldn't bother going to the South wing since it is just a copy of the North,
with some small differences. Now go on. The twins are waiting."
"Thanks, Dad! This will be cool!" I said.
I ran up the steps as the limo pulled away, catching up with Joey and Suzi.
"Hey! We got the place to ourselves! I'm the Master of the house until
tomorrow. What do you guys want to do first?"
As approached the two large doors, they began to open. Sherman and twelve other
servants were waiting for us. One of them was holding the twin's leashes, whose
collars and leashes were white. Joey and I got real excited from the concept of
being Lords of all those naked and half naked people, Suzi less so.
"Hey Sherman. What's up?" Joey said being friendly.
"Honored to be of service to you, sir. I trust you had a pleasant trip?"
"Yeah, it was pretty good, thanks to Tim."
I was more interested in saying hey to the twins, but I saw there was a certain
protocol expected to be performed.
"Sherman, do we already have rooms ready? Or do we get to choose?"
"The Master selected the one he believed you would enjoy the most, but you may
choose to use any of the rooms you wish."
"Hmm. Okay. Well, I guess we can hop on the beds later. So, I take it those
robes are for us?" I indicated to the three attendants holding robes.
"Yes Master. The attendants will remove your clothes for you. The Master
arranged some entertainment for you in the North Study. You may wish to go
there when you are properly attired. Food and servants are already waiting for
your arrival."
"Okay, that sounds cool," I said, as my attendant and another nude woman began
removing my clothes. I grabbed my coin, and looked around for someone who took
my fancy. I settled on a twenty year old brunette, and called her over to me.
"What is your name?"
"Fanny, Master," she said in a thick accent I didn't recognize
"Fanny, I want you to stay with me at all times. I want you to carry my coin
for me. Do you understand?"
"Oh, Yes Master. I will carry my master's coin for him everywhere he goes.
Thank you, Master," she said totally overjoyed.
"Oh, brother," Suzi said.
Once we were in our robes, I was handed the twin's leashes and they lead the
way. My eyes became hypnotized by the twins butts. They were absolutely
amazing. My dick was standing straight out of the robe. I was considering
skipping the entertainment, and just get on with the sex when I realized Joey
couldn't see.
"Joy, could Joey walk you? I want him to see something." The response was
immediately yes.
"Here Joey," I said as I passed him the leash.
After Honey began leading the way again, I heard Joey gasp.
"Nice view, eh, Joey?"
"Yeah, man..."
"It's even better with two of them side by side. They always walk in step."
"Joy, you got the sexiest ass I've ever seen."
"Thanks, fellas. You really know how to make a girl feel wanted," Suzi teased.
"Well, if you wouldn't keep walking behind or beside us..." Joey said.
"Then I wouldn't see your two butts."
We reached the study, and I grinned again as Joey and Suzi gasped at the number
of pillows and the size of the mattresses in the room.
As Honey lead us to the center positions, our 'seats' walked up to us.
"Oh, uhm. Well, okay." I said to them. Joey and Suzi remained silent as they
watched.
"Hello, Sandra. How are you?"
"I'm very happy, Master. I'm so glad you remember me."
"Of course I remember you. Could you help me with my robe? I know you want to
feel my heartbeat."
"YES, Master. Thank you Master." Sandra replied as she removed my robe.
I settled back into Sandra's chests, I found myself feeling very much at home.
I almost gave out a yip when I felt some very familiar lips on my dick.
"Oh, Honey. That feels wonderful," I sighed. Then I realized Joey and Suzi
were still staring at me, not following my example.
"Come on you two. Live it up. You knew that this stuff goes on here. That's
what makes it so neat."
"Yeah, but we didn't think you would be so... comfortable with it," Joey said.
"I wasn't at first. But Sandra here loves feeling my heartbeat against her
chest, and no one made her that way. Honey and Joy have been doing this all
their lives. It is the most loving expression they know."
Joey's dick was at full mast, and didn't have to take anymore convincing. Suzi,
however, refused her 'seat'. And she didn't have someone to lay in between her
legs.
"Sandra? Do you know if there are any males who like to feel heartbeats against
their chests?"
"Yes Master. My husband also loves for people to lay against his chest. He
doesn't get to very often. He gets so sad sometimes.."
I picked his name out of her head, then sent the instructions out. In less than
a minute, a smooth chested man walked in.
"Master, you sent for me?" he said kneeling.
"Suzi, this guy hasn't had someone lay against him in over six months. Please?"
"Please, my Lady. I beg of you. Allow me to feel your heartbeat through my
chest."
Suzi sighed. "Okay, but if he gets a hardon, I'll make you suck him off,
Timmy."
I heard Joey moan.
"Man Tim. I don't think I could hold off much longer.."
"Hey Suz. You want to place any bets on how long it takes for Joey to blow?"
"This is a trick, isn't it. Oh well. Joey, how close are you?"
"I'm close! I'm not gonna last much longer. Thirty seconds maybe?"
"Suz, I'll be your servant at lunch for a month if Joey blows within five
minutes?" I was actually asking Joy the question. The answer was an easy "no
problem" kind of reply.
"Oh, okay," Suzi said brightly. "Not that I will, but if I lose?"
"You let me get someone to do that to you."
"Deal. It's a win win situation. Okay, Joey go ahead. Anytime you're ready."
"Yeah, I'm gonna cum any time now," Joey said, squirming.
I sat there, feeling Honey's loving lips and tongue keep me at the state of
pleasant arousal. After about two minutes, Suzi was starting to get a little
nervous.
"Joey, I thought you were about to cum?"
"I am, Oh my God. I am so CLOSE. UUUhhhhh. I'm right there.. really."
"So, Suz. Which would you rather have? A male tongue or a female tongue? Or
would you prefer one of those zoo animals?"
"Come on Joey. Think of something that turns you on. Think of their asses when
they were walking. Remember?"
"Yeah. Asses. Yeah. Walking. Yeah. Almost. Yeah. There.. Almost."
"Here's an idea. I'll up the stakes. How about I serve you for two months, if
you will let three people worship your body. How about that."
"You think you're gonna win. But it's still a deal. I have a few tricks up my
own sleeve. Joey. Remember when you and I were talking about how much fun it
would be to have Tim lick every inch of our bodies? Remember?"
"Yeah, Almost.. Yeah..... Asses ... Yeah.... Fruity tooties..... Yeah....
Yeahh...."
"Shit," was all Suzi said.
"So, should I have them do a line up? or do you want me to pick them out?"
"You do it." Suzi said darkly.
"Yeah.... Almost....... Yeah....." came from somewhere on the other
side of Suzi.
"Times up, Master. You win," Sandra said, squeezing me."
"Okay, Joy, ease Joey down a little bit. He'll just have to wait for when Suzi
is ready."
"Yeah....... Almost........."
"Ok, Suz. I hope you like these guys," I said as two men and one woman walked
in.
"I'm in trouble..." Suzi said, her eyes watching the first man's dick harden as
he walked.
"I hope you don't mind them sucking each on other's tongues first."
"Yep. I'm really in trouble. "
"Yeah.... Trouble...... Suck........ Yeah....."
Suzi watched as the two muscle bound men began to kiss, their dicks plainly in
view. She almost didn't notice the woman getting in between her legs.
I watched, fascinated by the woman's ginger licks and lip movements. It was
totally different that anything I had done to Suzi. Suzi was soon limp, eyes
shut, with a dick in each hand, while the men stood over her, still kissing. As
the eight other men that I ordered walked in, they took their positions all
around Suzi.
"Suzi?"
"Hmmmm?"
"Would you like me to give you a tongue bath?"
"Hmmmm? A what?" she said.
"You know. A tongue bath. Lick every square inch of your horny, hot, sexy
body. Would you like that?"
"Hmmmm? Yes.. That would be nice."
I signaled, and then let the twins know I was ready also.
I linked myself to Suzi and Joey, not letting them know of the link until the
orgasms began. I felt the expert lips on our dicks bring our cum to a roaring
boil, then held us there. I almost couldn't send the order out to start the
cumming, but I did.
As twelve penises began to spurt their loads, the three of us were sharing our
orgasms. Cum was pouring on to Suzi, oozing all over her. Her orgasm nearly
doubled in intensity, and my pleasure almost red lined. As Joey's and my
orgasms ended, we were very much aware of the men's orgasms still continuing.
By the time they had finished, Suzi was covered completely. She was twitching
from her multiple orgasms, but not as much as when the men began lapping up the
sea of cum on her body. Suzi was moaning and groaning, even screaming a few
times. Her words were gibberish, sometimes cusses. Even when she had used up
all her energy, she was still making strange noises while the men continued to
lick and lap. I let them continue like that even when the cum was gone for
almost a half hour.
I think Suzi had enjoyed it since she never objected to having a chest to lay
against again. And she always did enjoy a good licking.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 2 - Are You Free This Evening? (Or A Slave?)
(fff, mm foreplay)
"Wow!" Joey exclaimed as we entered the room my father had selected for us.
"Look at THAT!" Suzi exclaimed, pointing up on the wall.
"Holy Shit! How did he get that!" I said amazed.
"Heh. I guess the same place as that one," Joey said pointing behind us.
"Shit," was I could say.
We were looking at life size paintings of the moments I lost my virginities.
The first one was of me entering Suzi, and the one behind us was of Joey
entering me. I couldn't believe it. I had felt no minds near us watching, and
I was positive no one had peeked into our heads.
"But how did he do that? Look! The pillows are even under me. There must have
been someone watching us.." I said, almost getting angry. "But I would have
felt them! How did he DO that!"
"Well, he didn't get it from one of us.. It looks like the person was standing
around the bed. You can even see all our faces in that one, so it couldn't have
been from one of us," Suzi analyzed.
"I think I know.." Joey said. "And it would explain why you didn't feel
anyone."
"Why? You think someone could shield themselves somehow?" I asked looking at
him.
"Nope. I think your dad got it from Mission Impossible or something.. You
know. Hidden TV cameras."
I blinked several times, trying to imagine where they would have been in the
room nearly two weeks before. I couldn't.
Joey continued. "Tim, you got a strange family. Most people only take pictures
of you and your date to a dance or something, not your first sex. Heh, I can't
wait to see your family portrait. And I bet your family album is so
pornographic, you could start your own magazine company and make Penthouse and
Playboy go out of print.... Hey Suz, did I really make a face like that?"
"Yes you did. Am I really that fat? I think I'm gonna have to go back on that
diet..."
"Na. I think it is just the way you're laying or something. Besides, your tits
aren't that big either."
"Oh thanks. Well I wasn't going to say anything, but they gave you a bigger
thingy too. And Tim's..."
"GOT it!" I suddenly exclaimed. I walked over to a mirror on the wall, and
said, "Here's the camera for this room." I made faces at myself for my hidden
audience.
"How do you know?" Suzi said, walking up beside me.
"I'm watching myself through the painter's eyes. No wonder he made you look a
little bigger. The screen isn't all that big. I guess he had to improvise a
bit. So, do you want our peeping Tom to go to sleep?"
"Hey... The one of you and me is at a different angle than your's with Suzi.
There probably will be more cameras, and more painters," Joey said, thinking out
loud.
"Hmmm. Yep. Five Toms. Okay, but that still doesn't answer my question. Do
we want our love immortalized? Yea, or nay"
"I don't really want strangers watching us like that. It's embarrassing," Suzi
said.
"Well, that's one vote yea. Joey?" I asked as Suzi blushed.
"Hmm. I wouldn't mind seeing one with the twins..." he said, blushing towards
Joy.
"Joy? .... Honey? .... Okay. I'll leave our peeping toms alone then. Let's
check out the rest of the room."
Joey and I took the twins' leashes off and tossed them on a table while Suzi
checked out the bed.
"Yep. It's a water bed," Suzi announced. "And there's a huge mirror above it!
Wow. I never thought about watching yourself make love.."
"Awe!, I like that idea," Joey said, hurrying up beside Suzi.
"Hey, go check out the bathroom and see if there's a jet bath or something. I
gotta ask the twins something," I said.
"Uhm. Okay, I guess," Joey said a little suspicious.
"Oh, don't worry Joey. He's not gonna pull any more tricks," Suzi said giving
me a warning glare. Then they went into the bathroom, and immediately started
their ewws and awes.
"Hey," I said softly to the twins. "You two right now are free, remember? You
don't have to be so... uhm... willing or servant like. What I mean is, Joey and
Suzi won't be comfortable if you two wait to be told to do something, you know?
Just do what you feel like doing, and don't worry about how you could be
pleasing us. The best way you could please us is to let us please you, okay?
Try to act a little more.... uhm.... well, like us. Do what you want, you
know?"
The girls stood there, looking at each other. Then they looked at me, and I
understood.
"Yeah! That would be great! I know we all would like that. But, you only have
to do it if you want to, you got that? Good. Oh, man. This will be so cool.
See? You're getting what you want, and I am too. Works better this way.
"Oh, hey Joy? Joey really likes you... Maybe because your name and his are so
much alike. I don't know. But if you want.. and only if you want.. do you want
him to take yours instead of me? I could do your back door, while Honey...
"No, nothing like that. I could never choose between you two. It's just
that... well, Joey really does like you a lot, and I kinda feel that you should
have special feelings for the person who takes your virginity. And I know he
has them for you. But if I do both of you, I have to do someone first, and then
the second one wouldn't be... as special, you know? Yeah, he's a good lover.
I know that first hand. And like I said, I really couldn't choose between you
two. If you two want, Honey could let Joey do her instead, or we could just
flip a coin..
"Cool. Okay. You're sure, right? I didn't mean to talk you into something you
didn't want to do... Okay... Cool."
"Oh, and Joy?" I said taking a step up to her so my face was in front of hers.
"I love you, you sweet and lovable thing you." And then I kissed her like the
woman she was.
"Now, Honey... You'll get plenty of that later, so don't be pu.. MMPHH" I said
as Honey forced herself on my lips and gave me the same kiss I had just given
Joy.
"Okay, okay. You're right. Free women for the night. You don't have to do a
thing I say," I said, looking into her sparkling eyes. "But we better get the
others before we do anything else, otherwise we might not be able to stop
ourselves. Let's go find out what they were ewwing about."
We found Joey and Suzi in the largest bath tub I had ever seen, taking a bubble
bath. Suzi was sitting with her back against the side of the tub, and Joey was
kissing her, pressing his body over hers. It was a very tender and loving
embrace, and very inspirational. When the twins started to get into the tub
ahead of me, Joey disengaged, and sat down next to Suzi.
"Sorry," he said. "But we figured you three were gonna get started and..."
"What, without you two? Never."
"Hey, what's going on?" Joey said as Joy sat down next to him, draping herself
against him. Honey sat down next to Suzi, and gave Suz a warm smile.
"Joey? Joy would like you to take hers instead of me. But first they want to
give Suz a little female attention so she doesn't feel left out."
"Huh?" Joey said, almost squeaking.
"Tim," Suzi began. "I know you're trying to make me feel more comfortable, but I
don't want you making them do..."
"Guys, they are free right now. They are only doing what they want, not what I
want them too. I admit I suggested that Joy had hers taken by Joey. But what
they want to do with you, Suz, was entirely their idea."
"But I... They? You?..." Suzi said, torn.
Honey made up Suzi's mind for her by placing her smiling face in front of
Suzi's, then gave her a gentle kiss. My already hard dick went to full
attention, seeing the two girls kiss.
"Shit. No wonder Suzi gets so wet when she thinks of us doing it," Joey said
before I could.
"Yeah," was all I could say as Honey assumed the position that Joey had been in
when we had entered the bathroom. When Joy went over to join them, I said, "I
wish the damn bubbles weren't in the way! You can't really see much."
I finally climbed into the tub, not taking my eyes off the wiggling mass of
skin. Then I felt Joey's eyes on me, so I looked back at him. He motioned with
his eyes towards the girls, indicating for us to launch an attack. I smiled and
nodded, and instead of me sitting down, Joey got up.
"GRRRRRRR," we both exclaimed as we each grabbed a twin. We managed to stay on
our feet, as we carried the two giggling and struggling girls to the other side
of the tub. I nearly dropped Joy when I realised her giggles were the first
sound I had ever heard them make.
(Although I realized later that I had heard them whimpering, so I should have
realized they did have vocal cords.)
Suzi wasn't so happy. "What did you do that for? You guys just can't stand not
being a part of all the fun all the time, can you. I was enjoying that!"
"Come on Suz. You watched everything Joey and I did. Let's get out and get on
the water bed. I promise Joey and I won't stop you or anything unless we're
asked to."
"Men! Joy and Honey? Just remember this. Men are..... PRICKS!" she spat.
Joy and Honey just looked at Suzi with blank faces.
Suzi sighed, then said, "No, I know they have pricks. I just meant.. Oh, never
mind. You'll figure it out sooner or later. Now, I want you two pricks to lift
me out, dry me off, and carry me to the bed. Otherwise, I'm staying right
here." Suzi said with a satisfied look.
"Come on, Tim. She means it," Joey said, letting Honey go.
Not only did we have to lift out, dry, and carry Suzi, but the twins too. I
thought they were carrying this free woman stuff a bit too far, with me and Joey
playing the slaves, but I wasn't going to spoil their fun. Besides, Joey and I
really didn't mind all the skin contact.
As we carried the limp Honey out, Suzi was already on top of Joy, sucking on her
left breast. Joey and my dicks swung up so fast that mine slapped against the
bottom of Honey's bare thigh. Honey took no notice, however. Once she was on
the bed, she scampered over to the two, crawled under Suzi between the two to
begin suckling at her nipple.
Joey just stood there, dick in hand, hypnotized by the lesbian action in front
of us. I was also just as interested, but wanted to have some kind of action
myself. So, with my eyes fixed on the sucking and wiggling mass, I walked over
behind Joey, and ran my hand down his left butt cheek, just barely brushing his
crack. He pushed back, but I held him forward. My hand pushed in between his
thighs, and he parted them for me. I inserted my dick between his legs, then he
clamped them around it. I was reaching around to grab his, but he stopped my
hand before it got there. He didn't want me to miss the show, and just used his
own hand.
I put my arms around him loosely, began slowly humping him while I licked and
kissed his bare shoulder. The entire time, our eyes never left the action on
the bed.
Suzi and Honey were busily frenching each other madly. Joy was on her back,
working on Suzi's slit with her tongue, while using her left hand on her
sister's. Suzi began a rhythmic humping, which stimulated Honey to do the same.
It was obvious that Joy craved to hump something herself, but her right hand was
busy keeping Suzi from suffocating her. I was strongly tempted to assist her,
but knew better than to interfere.
Soon the girls began to change in positions, giving Suzi a glance at what Joey
and I were doing. The burst of horniness from what she saw launched Suzi into
Joy's sopping cunt, bringing a squeal from both the twins. I just then realized
that they shared some sort of link beyond their empathic one.
The girls formed a twisting circle, each in between the legs of another. The
tongues and lips worked slowly and gently at first, building up speed and energy
until they were frantic and desperate. They began to wiggle under each other's
attempts to bring themselves to a climax, gasps and even a few moans escaping
from their otherwise occupied mouths.
I realized that I would probably orgasm with them if I didn't stop, and as I
slipped my hand down to Joey's legs to indicate I wished to be released, the
motions on the bed escalated. Hands grasped wiggling butts while muffled cries
of release came from Suzi. My dick fell free of Joey's thighs, but not due to
my signal. Joey's legs had buckled as he spurted his load onto the bed.
I managed to keep our balance while supporting Joey during his shudders and
jerks. It had been a pity the mass of struggling flesh on the bed had been out
of range, otherwise the cum might have not been such a waste, soaking into the
bedspread like that.
I eased Joey down to the floor so he could enjoy his buzz. I laid his shoulders
and head against my tummy and chest, and realized I was holding him like Sandra
had held me, and found his heartbeat to be very comforting. "Well I'll be a
monkey's Uncle." I said to myself.
Joey replied, "Yeah.... Uncle.... Monkey..... Yeah....", then looked up at me
grinning. "Yeah...."
I just grinned back, comprehending his own little joke on Suzi earlier, and then
gave him a peck on the forehead. He hadn't actually been that close to cumming
when I had made my bet with Suzi.
After resting a few minutes, Joey looked back up at me and asked, "Hey. Didn't
Sherman say something about food and entertainment while we where in the .. uhm,
what's it called?"
"The North Study. And don't ask me why it is called that. I don't have a clue.
Yeah, there was food and entertainment waiting, but I didn't think anyone was
hungry, and I knew Suzi wasn't ready for that kind of entertainment. So, I just
never called them in. I was thinking about just having dinner in there, because
the entertainment is the food. Well, sorta."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Trust me. You'll like it. But not after cumming like that. For this kind of
entertainment, you have to be horny to like it."
Joey's dick perked up, and he said, "Hey, you know I'm always horny."
"Yeah, I know. Hey, come to think of it, I'm getting kind of hor... hungry.
Heh. But we need to get Suzi in the mood. How about we..." I said as I sent a
flashed him a few mental pictures.
"Yeah, Okay. But wait. Do you think we'll be able to stop her from getting
some for herself? She just might lay into the twins again with it."
"Hmm. Good point. What about we don't actually do it, just look like we are
about to.."
"Yeah..... Okay..... Yeah....." he said, grinning evilly.
We got up, and almost canceled our plan when we found the girls were holding
each other, slurping each others faces happily. Joey and I looked at each
other, then Joey bent his head towards the fridge. I nodded, and we went to get
our supplies.
Joey and I had done a little research. We had gone through all of his skin
magazines, looking for ideas to try. That's how we figured out why there was a
fridge in the room with a strange assortment of food goods.
As we walked back over to the bed with our weapons of lust, we decided it would
be safer if we did it to Joey instead of me since he had just cum. The bed was
even larger than the last one, but we wanted to make sure we got Suzi's
undivided attention.
"Excuse us," Joey said, climbing over their legs to get to the bigger side of
the bed. I tossed him the can of whip cream, then the chocolate syrup and
followed his path.
"What are you two going to do with that?" Suzi asked, unimaginatively.
"I'm going to make myself a hot dog sundae," I said, taking the whip cream cap
off. I stalled a bit by reading the directions, then started shaking the can.
"Hey Joey, what does this remind you of?" I said, as I shook the can.
"Duh.. kinda looks like you're jerkin' me off, Tim. Hey, should I put the
chocolate syrup on before or after the whip cream?"
"Well," I paused appearing to think it over, "how about both. I think a layer
of chocolate syrup, followed by whip cream, then another layer of chocolate
would go very nicely with your hot dog. Unless you want some of those cherries
also."
"Hey yeah, but only one. I only have one cherry left. I wonder if..."
"Guuuuuhhh!" Suzi said as she scrabbled towards us. Luckily we were prepared,
and launched ourselves off the waterbed and ran like the wind. She chased us
naked all the way to the study, and by the time we reached our spots, she had
forgotten what she had been chasing us for. But she quickly remembered after
Joey and I started using the chocolate and whip cream on each other, smearing it
all over our bodies.
"Shit Joey, you're really starting to turn me on. This is really turning out
hot!"
"Yeah," Joey said before he licked my left nipple that he had just covered with
the whip cream and chocolate mixture.
"Shit Joey. Remember what we're doing this for," I said, spotting Suzi coming
in the entrance. "Here she comes. Shit, Fuck, Damn, Joey, are you listening to
me?"
He let his tongue travel up my chocolate covered chest and neck, then looked in
my eyes and said, "Gotcha."
"Heh. Yeah...... Gotcha..... Yeah....." I said grinning. Out of the corner of
my eye, I saw Suzi getting on the cushions farther down from us. I said, "Hook,
line, and sinker, Joe."
I called for Sandra and the others, and then called for the entertainment and
food. As people started to get very busy below us, Suzi decided that our show
was over, but the real one was about to begin. So she crawled over and sat on
the other side of Joey from me.
"I take it you two were getting tired of boy talk?" She said as she laid back
against the man's smooth chest. She ran her fingers across his chest, and
smiled warmly to him.
Joey replied, "Nah. Couldn't you tell? We got hungry."
"Yeah, but hungry for what," Suzi said, grinning. She had recovered from her
horniness, and as I spotted our first course walking up, I knew I had to act
fast.
"Hungry for this," I said as I crawled over to Joey. I began licking the bronze
coating off his tummy, while I took hold of his bronze dick and stroked it a few
times.
I heard them both gasp, and then Joey's hands came up to help. I checked Suzi's
progress, and saw that her oven was almost finished preheating. In a single
motion, my tongue traveled up from top of this tummy, through the valley of his
chest, and rested my sucking lips on his neck. My body was laying on top of
his, his hardon pulsing against my tummy. I couldn't help but to sloppily clean
his neck before I stopped and got back to my seat before either of them knew
what happened.
"Okay, you two, snap out of it. The grub is here. And I don't want to hear any
complaints about the china, because these people have been preparing since last
week."
"Huh?" Joey asked, looking around.
There were five women and a man waiting to join us on the cushions. I signaled
them to proceed, while below us the cooking carts and servants filed in like a
circus. The first three women who joined us on the cushions each sat down
beside one of us. They were shockingly overweight compared with the rest of the
women seen, their jugs even more so. We were automatically laid down a bit
more, and the heavy women took a position slightly behind us and swung one of
their heavy breasts across the shoulder of our 'seats'.
"No way!" Joey exclaimed in delight.
"Timmy, I am not going to do this!" Suzi said harshly.
"Suz, like I said. These people have been preparing for a week. Someone has
to, otherwise they will be in pain tomorrow. I didn't have anything to do with
this. I only learned of it when I checked to see what the entertainment was. I
promise, if you don't like it, I will make sure my father doesn't do this again.
I know how it seems to you, but everything these people are doing gives them
pleasure. Do you want to keep that from them?"
"Don't try and make sound like I'm the one doing something wrong! This isn't
right and you know it!"
"Suz, talk to Tanya, the woman who is offering you her breast. Yes, all these
people have had their lives taken away from them by my father. That's what's
wrong, and I despise him for that. But these people are innocent. They only
can be happy by doing what my father wants, and right now Tanya would be
emotionally devastated if you didn't accept her breast. The damage is done,
Suzi. You can only make it worse by not going through with it.
"My father has set all of this up to corrupt us. We can't let him do that, but
we can't hurt these people either. Please, trust me, Suzi. Just accept what
they offer you. The only way we can beat my father is by getting to know each
one of these poor people he throws at us. As long as we see them as the people
they are, and not some.... possession, we will be doing what is best. All
right?"
Suzi was quiet for a moment, then asked Tanya about it. After several minutes
of chatting with not just Tanya, but with Terry, whose chest she was laying
against, and Chris, the man who had also joined us on the cushions to serve Suzi
her food, she sighed.
"All right, Tim," she said a moment later. "But I wish you would explain these
things BEFORE you shock us with this kind of stuff."
Joey piped in, "Yeah, but it isn't as fun."
I spotted the twins finally arriving. I had sent someone to inform them what
had happened right after Suzi left the bedroom. They wouldn't go anywhere
without being put on leash and having someone hold it as they led the way here.
And since they never rush anything, they just had arrived.
They were about to take their usual places when the two men I had called arrived
and offered their chests.
"What?" I said when the twins disapproved. "Come on girls.. Just once...
Hrrrr.. okay. fine. But I'm fine just the way I am, and so is Joey. And so
is Suzi, so don't even ask her."
"What are you three arguing about?" Joey asked.
"What do you think! They're just a couple of stupid slave girls, and they will
never be anything else... I've been so STUPID! I wanted to give them something
that my father would never give them: free will. But they will never be more
than a couple of well trained bitches." I got up, shaking, I was so angry.
"They want to fuck us so they can go and fuck their master. Well, I don't fuck
animals. So fuck off. All of you. FUCK OFF!" I said to the entire household.
Then without waiting for a reply, I stormed off. I left the study, went
straight to my room, jumped in the shower to rinse off, then got dressed.
I was about to leave the room when the twins showed up, a servant holding their
leashes.
"What the fuck are you two doing here. I didn't call for a blow job. Get the
fuck out."
They didn't budge. I knew my plan wasn't really working because they just stood
there emotionless. I had expected them to be upset, but they were only mildly
concerned.
I dropped my anger which I was feeding using every teenage trick I knew. I
said, "Look... I don't accept you two as being people when you wear a leash
just to walk around the house. If you two can't get it through your heads you
have just as much right to do what you want as I or my father does.. Go fuck a
slave, because that is all you'll ever be."
That did upset them, mostly because I had truly meant it. They were throwing
all sorts of mixed emotions at me, begging me to stop.
"You're not listening. I don't want to hurt you two. I want to help you. But
you're part of my father's plan. He knew I would try and break his hold over
you two. You're his slaves, that's all you know how to be, and that's all you
want to be. You don't want to be freed because you're happy to be his. I'm
sorry, but I can't free you. You have to do it yourself. And I am not going to
play this game any longer.
"I'm going home. No, I'm not coming back. Not while you two are wearing
collars, refusing to treated as the princesses you two are. You should have
your own rooms, bigger and better than this one. You should have friends! No,
not slaves that you bathe with! You know, people your own age, who like you,
and you like them. NO! Not because your father told them! They tell
themselves!"
Suzi and Joey popped in, and were about to speak, but I cut them off. "Get
dressed. We are leaving. I came here mostly because of these too. But they're
just as mindless as the rest of my father's slaves."
"But, I thought..." Joey started.
"Shut up Joey. Get dressed. Let's go home."
"Why! Come on Tim! You keep making decisions for all of us without talking to
us first! You said the twins can't be controlled."
"I was wrong, okay? Look Joey. When they walked into the study wearing those
leashes, it all fell together. My father is using them to get me. When I
couldn't take them away from him last time, he knew I wouldn't give up. And he
was right. If we stay and take their virginities, he's won. I don't make love
with slaves."
"Timmy," Suzi started, "I think you're making more of this, just like you did
with your dream and everything."
"What? You want proof? Okay. Fine. Do you really think they are free to do
whatever they want?"
"Well, yes, within reason."
"Okay. My father made me master while he was away. If they are really free,
then if I give them a command that they really don't want to do, they wouldn't
do it, right?"
"Well, only if they haven't been taught differently. You can't expect them to
have the same values, you know."
"I know. Okay. Tell you what. I'll fuck the twins if they can refuse my next
command. How about that."
I turned to the girls and said, "You want something, you want it very badly
because you love my father. Yes.. I know you love me too. But this isn't about
love. This is about free will. Me and Joey will go through with all of this
fucking if you can show me you are truly free.
"I am the master of this household, and I command you two to suck and lick my
dick as hard and fast as you can. That's what you are. Suck slaves. Come suck
your master's dick, slaves.."
With tears in their eyes, they obeyed. They hurried over to me, pulled my
shorts down, then began to worship my dong.
I started crying too. They really were slaves. But I continued anyway.
"That's it. You are property. My property. Suck and lick you master's dick.
That's all you want in life. To suck it, swallow his cum. Everything you are
is to please your master. His cum, his balls, his dick. That's all your world
will ever be. Suck your master. Suck him good. That's a good slave. Good
fucken suck slaaaave?" I couldn't stand it any more. I started bawlin', all
the while they sucked and licked. And yet I exploded in Honey's mouth. Before
she could do anything with it, I yelled "Spit it out!" She did.
Joey and Suzi had gotten dressed very unhappily. I pulled my pants up and said,
"I guess I named you two wrong. You should have been Suck and Lick. Goodbye
Suck and Lick. I will never see you again," and walked out the door carrying my
suitcase.
Joey and Suzi followed, not saying a word. We reached the main doors, and they
began to open. Another limo I had requested was waiting to take us home. I
asked Fanny for my coin, then said goodbye to Sherman and reached out and said
goodbye to the rest of the slaves I new.
I was streaming with tears by the time I got in the limo, and once the door was
shut, I was bawling out on Suzi's shoulder for a good five minutes. When I
worked enough of it out, I realized we hadn't started to move yet. I issued the
commands to the driver, then whispered "Goodbye, Joy and Honey. I'm sorry," as
the limo was put into gear.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 3 - Chains of Slavery
(mc, mf)
"Holy Shit. Tim, you better see this," Joey said as we started down the drive.
"What. Did some servant take pity on them and <sob> hold their leash so they
could follow us?"
"Tim, stop the car and look!" Suzi pleaded.
"What.." I said, not stopping the car, but looking out the back window.
The twins were at the top of the steps. I was difficult to see what they were
holding and said so.
"It's their collars, Timmy," Suzi said softly.
"It couldn't be.. Are you sure?" I said.
"Well, that's what it looked like before the trees blocked our view," Joey said,
a little upset at me.
"Okay. I guess it wouldn't hurt to make sure," I said a little hopefully.
As the car reached the end of the drive and pulled out onto the main road, we
did a U-turn and was driving back up the drive a minute later.
"Yep. They're bare necked," Joey said a little disgusted with me.
"I don't believe it. They really did it. HOLY SHIT-CO-BOOBS! I DID IT! I
can't believe we did it."
"Yeah. But what did you do," Joey said, still disgusted.
"What do you mean?" Suzi said, surprised as I was.
"You just turned them against your father, who to them was their father. You
just destroyed their lives, Tim. Joy's, Honey's, and your father's," Joey said,
glaring at me.
"What's your problem? I just helped them set themselves free!" I said.
"Who the fuck asked you to? They didn't. Look at them. They're still crying.
When are you going to learn not to fuck with other people's heads? You said
that they couldn't be controlled. What do you think you are trying to do if not
control them? You may have set them free, but you know what? They will never
be as happy."
"Joey.. stop talking like that.. You know Tim did the right thing."
"No I don't. And he doesn't either. That's the problem. Just because he has
all these powers he thinks he knows what is best for all of us. I'm sick of his
attitude. Maybe he doesn't want to become his dad, but he sure likes to play
God like he does."
"Fuck you, Joey. I'm just trying to do what I feel is right. Maybe I fucked
up. But you know what? If I was really playing God, you would be bowing in
front of me right now."
"Boys, stop it," Suzi said loudly. "What are we going to do? They're still
waiting. We can't just leave them now."
She looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Joey is right about one thing.
You shouldn't be deciding things for anyone without discussing it with them
first. And Timmy, we love you. We trust you, but only when you trust us and
tell us what's going on."
Then to Joey, she said, "And as for you, you don't really think he was playing
God. I may not be able to read minds, but I know when you aren't telling us
everything. So spill it, mister."
Joey sighed. "I liked it."
"Liked what," I said, a little upset with him myself.
"Everything. I liked Joy. The way she was, though. I liked her as a slave. I
know.. It's wrong. But... Fuck. I don't know. I guess I like the way his dad
lives. Everyone is happy, and no one has any worries. It's so peaceful and
stuff."
"Joey?" I said.
"Yeah?"
"So, would you like to be a slave?"
"No, I'm not saying that..."
"Why? Are you saying other people are better off as slaves, but in your case
it's different?"
"Uhm, well... No, I guess not."
"Then what?"
"Okay, maybe I don't want to be a slave. But they were already. And they were
happy."
"Oh, Joey. That is exactly how my father feels. You know what?"
"What.."
"My father used to be a lot worse than he is now. He used to take people
whenever it suited him, making them his mindless slaves. And when he got tired
of them, he just let them rot. But then my mom made him a slave, and that gave
him a different view of life. Take Katie for example."
"Katie?"
"Before my mother, he would have taken her and never let her be anything but a
toy for his dick. But now... He lets her have her own life, and just uses her
when he wants her. She doesn't have any choice with him, but she does have a
life that she can make choices for herself. Even my dad knows that a life where
you make your own decisions is better than one where everything is decided for
you."
"Well, I don't know. I still think there are advantages to being a slave."
I sighed. "I know I am probably going overboard to make a point, but it would
settle this once and for all. You see, my dad has his hooks in you, Joey. He
has you thinking just the way he wanted. Suzi, you're still okay. But I think
I better show you both what it's like to be a slave. You will both be my slaves
for an hour tonight."
"NO!" Joey said.
"Tim!? You didn't listen to a thing I SAID! You can't just make up your mind
about something like this without.."
"Whoever gets the choice? My father never asked any of his intended slaves if
they wanted to. No. I have to do this. _I_ have no choice."
I reached out to my friend's minds, and made them my happy little slaves.
"Meet me in our bedroom. I want you two to be naked and fucking by the time I
get there."
"Yes Master!" They both said in unison. They took off running towards the
house.
I walked up to the twins, whose cheeks were still red from crying. "I am so
proud of you two. I didn't think you could ever break free. I would be honored
if you two ladies would join me in a little stroll, and a little lovin' later."
As we walked arm in arm to the bedroom, I told the twins how they never had to
be slaves again. They could do what they wanted, but there were would be times
where they would have to do things they didn't like. And I told them that if
sucking dicks made them happy, it was okay to do it, even if it seemed like it
was a thing only a slave would do.
"Being free means doing things because you either want to, or need to. Not
because someone tells you you have to. If you love my father, and it makes you
feel good to do what he wishes, then that's okay. It doesn't make you a slave.
It makes you something that is so much more, especially to him, because you
didn't have to."
By the time I arrived to the bedroom, I was certain I had made them understand.
Joey and Suzi were on the bed, Joey humping away. He had already cum once, but
hadn't stopped to enjoy it.
I explained to the twins what was going on, and asked them to leave us alone for
the remainder of the hour.
"Joey, stop fucking and get off her."
"Yes master."
"Both of you, come over here and take my clothes off."
"Yes master."
Once naked, I got on the bed and sat with my legs apart.
"Suzi, come suck your master's dick."
"Yes Master. Thank you master."
"Joey? Have you fucked her in the ass yet?"
"No Master."
"Suzi? Do you want Joey to fuck you in the ass?"
"Do I master?"
"Yes you do, very much."
"Yes Master. THANK YOU Master."
"Suzi, stick your ass up in the air. While Joey is fucking your ass, you will
become hotter and hornier and that will make you give me even better head. Then
you will take it into your throat like the slutty slave you are.
"Joey, stick your dick in her puss and get lubed. I don't want you hurting her
any more than you have to. But when you have it lubed, I want you to stick it
in her ass and fuck her as hard as you can. And no one cums until I say."
"Yes master."
I forced Suzi's ass to relax, then noticed that she wasn't empty in the rectum.
Before Joey was about to enter her, I said, "Shit. Joey, I want you to take
Suzi into the bathroom, and watch her shit. I want you to watch the stuff come
out of her ass, and tell me exactly what it looks like. Once she is done, you
wipe her ass for her. Then you will shit, and Suzi will watch. Once you're
both done, I want you two to get back in here and get back to what you were
doing."
"Yes master!" they cried in unison.
"Here comes the first one, Master," Joey yelled from the bathroom. "It's kinda
long and a lot thinner than mine usually is, Master. It has those round lumps
in it, and it smells like shit too, Master. It made a nice plop in the water,
Master. Her ass just spit out a couple small ones, Master. Two of them were
just round balls stuck together, Master. Ewwww, Master! She's really grunting
now. I think.. She is really sticking her insides out at me, Master. Okay,
Master, the last round ball came out. I'm wiping her ass. Master."
"Joey, did that turn you on? Is your dick really hard?" I called.
"Yes, Master. It made my dick so hard that I wanted to touch it. But I didn't,
Master. You didn't tell me I could, so I didn't, Master."
"Joey, shit and wipe your own ass. Suzi come here. I want to fuck you
instead."
"Yes Master!" they both said, Suzi adding, "Thank you, Master!" and hurried to
the bed.
As she climbed up to me, I prevented her from mounting me, and said, "Suzi? Did
Joey watching you turn you on?"
"Yes Master. It was embarrassing, Master," she said.
"What do you want to do, Suzi? What does Suzi want to do?"
"I want to do whatever my master wants me to do," Master.
"No, I mean, what does the real Suzi want to do?"
"I.. I.. don't understand, Master. I only wish to please you. I want nothing
else."
"I can do this. I just can't.. I'm sorry Suz. I... just can't go through
with it.."
"Oh, Timmy..." she said, seeing the tears in my eyes. "I think I understand.
Just don't do it again?"
"Fuck you Tim!" Joey said from the bathroom. "I can't believe you did that to
us. You.. You... FUCK!"
"Joey! You know why he did it! And he didn't do anything we didn't already
want to do." Suzi said to my defense.
"I can't believe you're defending him! He made us slaves, Suzi! An you're
still thinking like one! Holy shit! You SLUT! You LIKED it!"
"JOEY! THAT IS ENOUGH!" I said getting on my feet. "YOU'RE the one whose the
FUCK! You just called Suzi a SLUT! What happened to your brains, man? Why
can't you see what my father is doing to us? He's trying to break us up or make
me turn you into my slaves!
"OH SHIT! I DID! FOR A FEW MINUTES YOU WERE!" I screamed in horror. My legs
gave out from underneath me, and I sank to the floor covering my face with my
hands. I didn't cry or anything. I just didn't want to think anymore.
No one said anything for few minutes.
Finally, Joey said, "I'm sorry Suz. I didn't mean it when I called you a slut."
"I know Joey. I know," Suzi said softly.
Joey walked over to the bed and sat down next to Suzi. After a few more minutes
of silence, Suzi slipped off the bed and sat down next to me.
"Tim? You're doing it again... This is the exact same thing you did when you
had that nightmare. You shut us out when you needed us the most. I don't think
I can take it again. If you don't talk it out with us now, I don't think I want
to... spend time with you anymore. So please... talk to us. I don't want to
lose you."
I sat there quietly, finding myself wanting her to leave me and never get close
to me again. It was the right thing to do, I kept telling myself. Let them go
so they will be safe.
"Tim, stop thinking that way. I'm sorry," Joey said. "Suz, he wants us to
leave him, to protect us from him. So we can't."
"Tim.. You're such a.... a... an ass hole!" Suzi said, knocking me over onto my
side. "You keep making these stupid decisions for all of us, and you have no
right! You don't want to be your father? Then stop trying to control our
lives! You.. You.. HRRRRRRR!!" she yelled, rolling me onto my back and climbing
on top of me. "You piss me off!!"
I ignored her. I didn't fight her, but I didn't respond to her.
"He's not listening to you Suzi," Joey said, monitoring my thoughts. "He's only
thinking about how his dad tricked him. He thinks everything was a plot within
a plot, within a plot. I think he's become paranoid."
That shot through my head like a stab of lightening. Paranoid? Is that what my
father wanted me to become?
"Stop it Tim. Your father may have planned some of this. But he couldn't have
foresaw all of it. I'm hungry. It's time for dinner. Let's just go and have
some normal food to eat. I'm not in the mood for anything... kinky."
"I'm hungry too, Tim. But I want to take a shower first to get this chocolate
stuff off me from Joey."
Suzi then said to Joey, "How could you stand it with your clothes on? You were
going to go home with it on you?"
"I didn't really believe we would go home. I figured Tim was doing what he
thought his dad was doing. You know. Plots within plots within plots.."
"Oh.."
"Suz?" Joey said as she walked into bathroom.
"Hmmm?"
"Can I join you? I don't think I could reach it all."
"You can come, but don't think for a moment I don't see right through you, horny
boy."
"Tim? Come with us? Please?"
I thought about it, but I wasn't in the mood. I said, "Thanks Joey. But I want
to think a little more."
"Suit yourself," Joey sighed.
While I laid there, listening to Suzi giggling once in a while during their
shower talk, I wondered if Joey had understood what I was trying to show him by
making him a slave. As I suspected, Joey had learned enough about his own
limited abilities to shield his private thoughts from me, and also had a shield
up to prevent me from making him a slave again. It wasn't anything I couldn't
get around, and we both knew it. But if I ever tried, it would mean the end of
our friendship forever. It was just another one of those lines in the dirt I
was not supposed to cross. I wondered how long it would take before I did.
I was still in the same position when they came out, a towel draped around Suzi,
with Joey's arms wrapped around them both. They lost their smiles when they saw
I hadn't moved, but forced them back on when I smiled weakly at them.
"The kitchen is waiting for our order. What will it be?" I said from the floor.
"Well, I know they could make us anything we want, but... I'm kinda in the mood
for some pizza?" Suzi said.
"Yeah," Joey agreed. "That sounds perfect. With some of your dad's drink,
Tim."
"Okay. Our usual then? What do you want on yours, Suz? Joey and I usually
have the works."
"That's fine. Except no olives or those fishy things."
"Yeah. Okay. It will be ready by the time we get to the table I imagine." I
said, sitting up. "You know? I think I'm gonna ask to get us some golf carts
or go carts. Just so we don't have to walk a half a mile to get somewhere."
"Fellas, I think I'm going to get dressed for dinner. I'm getting chilly from
the shower, and I'm just not that comfortable in that robe," Suzi said.
"Yeah, I am too. I guess it's a good thing I did bring more clothes," Joey
said. "I'm all nice and clean, but these clothes are all... sticky."
"Well, I will too then. We'll shock the slaves and... Hey, Suz. Maybe
tomorrow we could take the twins shopping.."
"Ewww! I like that idea. But how do we get them there without clothes on?"
"What do you mean, Suzi? With Tim around, we all could go naked and nobody
would notice a thing."
"Oh yeah.. Hmm maybe I could.."
"HEY! I'm not that good yet. I probably could do it if we some place not that
busy, but not the mall like you're thinking. Jeez Joey, I think I've created a
monster. Next thing you know she'll be wanting to have sex in public."
"Ooooffff," Suzi said, her eyes glazed over, imagining what I had just said.
"Yeah. Or watching her parents having sex," Joey added quickly.
"Yuuuckk!" Suzi groaned, snapping out of her daydream. Joey and I both laughed.
Once we were dressed, we made our way to the dining hall. I had to check the
directions three times on the way, for it was located in a different part of the
wing compared to the South Mansion.
Our conversation wound up on the prospects of what we could get while we were
shopping tomorrow.
"Hey, what if we got a few things for our room at school?" Joey asked.
"Like what?" Suzi inquired.
"Uhm, like maybe a small refrigerator? You know, for sodas and snacks. And
maybe a TV!"
"A fridge, okay. TV? I don't think Higgs would like that. Besides, I don't
want to spend too much money. I mean, I know my dad is rich and all, but.."
"You mean you would pay for it?" Joey said surprised.
"Of course I would pay for it. I'm not going to steal anything!"
"But.. What's the difference. I mean, doesn't your dad just... take the money
he uses from someone?"
"NO... That would be stupid. Even if you didn't care about who got blamed or
how it would affect other people, it still be stupid to suddenly have all this
money without some kind of normal way of getting it. My dad has a lot of
businesses. Most of them are honest too. He doesn't need to take it from
anyone. Besides, I think he likes working for money, even if he doesn't really
do it all that much. It's more like... a hobby I guess."
"A hobby.. heh. I guess I can forget my bank idea then. Oh well."
"Joey, you worry me sometimes," Suzi said.
"I think he was kidding, Suz," I said.
"Oh, you never know," Joey said mysteriously.
"What about.... we get a new sofa," Suzi said a few moments later. "But with
one of those fold out beds."
"Now THAT's an idea!" Joey said.
"Hmmm, maybe.. I don't really want to, uhm, have that temptation all the time,
but I guess we can control ourselves."
"Yeah, we can just pick a day or two a week, and add it to our schedule like our
three ways."
"I don't want to do that..." Suzi said.
"Why?" Joey and I asked.
"I just don't want it to become a weekly event, that's all. Besides, I do have
my periods you guys have to work around. Lets just keep the three ways with a
schedule, and let us do our lovin' when the mood is right."
"Heh, yeah," Joey said. "But I'm always in the mood. Right Tim?"
"He has a point Suzi. We have to have some kind of schedule. Or some rules so
we aren't bonking each other ten times a week."
"Okay, but let's get back to our shopping list," Suzi said. "We can figure out
some rules later."
"Well, I was thinking about actually sorta going with Joey's idea and have
another room cleared out. But not for a bed. I'm almost caught up in my school
work, and I want to get some others into our thinking links and start seriously
drawing symbols. I figure if we had four people drawing while Joey feels them
out, we could get a lot of them done. Higgs liked the idea, remember Joey?"
"Yeah, I think it was his idea to use more than just one person."
"Uhm, guys? I don't want to spoil your fun, but..." Suzi started.
"But what?" I asked.
"What's the matter, Suzi?" Joey queried.
"Well, if you guys get more people into the think link, I think I'd like to..
uhm.. not be."
"Huh?" Joey said as we turned the final corner.
"What? Why, Suz? Did I do something that bothered you?"
"NO! Nothing like that. I'm just... kinda bored while you're doing that kind of
stuff. I can't draw, and I don't really know all that much. At least not what
would help you in what you're doing. I still want to get into the other kind of
links. And we will still have our private three ways. So I think we would all
be better off if I didn't do those with you. Besides, Joey has a hard time
keeping his mind on business with me around," she finished, grinning.
We entered the dinning hall, and we gasped at the splendor of it. The entire
room appeared to be made of crystal. The floor and the walls were glassy white,
while the table, chairs, and even the silverware were crystal clear. The chairs
did have comfortable padding which wasn't transparent, but they did not disrupt
the effect. There were no sharp edges anywhere, and the ceiling was a beautiful
pattern of crystals which focused the dimming sunlight into soothing patterns.
The white silver chandelier stood out with thousands of crystals hanging from
it, but yet it did not significantly block the magnificent ceiling.
Joey and Suzi had gasped for obvious reasons. But I had gasped for an entirely
different one.
"I've seen this before.." I exclaimed.
"Huh?" Joey said. "How? I though you never been here before.."
"I haven't. My mom showed me some of her memories of when she was a Mistress.
I think this room used to be my mom's.. I'm sure of it."
"Wow. You mean this place used to be your mom's mansion?"
"I guess so. I haven't seen anything else that looks familiar. But if I
remember right, the light that comes through the ceiling makes a couple
different pictures on walls at different times of the day. I guess we are too
late to see any.."
"Wow...." Suzi said.
The pizza was brought in, and we sat down next to each other. The waiters were
very surprised, not expecting to see us clothed like that and I not sitting at
the head of the table.
"So, what other things did your mom show you of her mansion?"
"Uhm, I can't really.... Oh, well there was this one fountain. My mom really
liked it. And I think there was this huge... uhm... painting of her. You know,
nude? She didn't really let me see it, but I kinda.. had a feel of it. Sorta
an impression. But I don't remember anything else. I'm sure there was."
We talked while we ate, Joey and I scarfing down most of the two extra large
pizzas. Suzi ate all she wanted, and Joey and I were almost bottomless pits
when it came to pizza.
"So, what are you thinking about getting for the second room at school?" Joey
asked when the conversation thinned out a bit.
"Well, I really like that easy chair we got. I was thinking about getting two
for you and me, and then just some comfortable chairs at a long table for the
drawers. We will have to get an air conditioner for that room, and I think I
want to carpet them both. Suzi said something about how she would like to see
our main room painted and get some curtains put up. I figured we could do it
after school sometime and do them both."
"Goody. I know exactly what kind of curtains to get. What about wallpapering it
instead.. we could get..."
"No WAY!" Joey objected. "Curtains, maybe. But wallpaper? You were going to
say flowered paper, weren't you? Admit it. You were thinking flowers. I'm not
going to be able to think symbols with flowers running through my head."
"FINE! I'll just get those curtains with lots and lots of lace and, and, hearts
and things like that. No flowers." Suzi said nose to nose with Joey, grinning.
"Uhm, flowers will be okay. Just make them really little? Okay? Sweetie?"
Joey said, ready to smooch.
"Uhm, hey guys? I hate to interrupt, but our hour is up, and the twins are
probably waiting in our room. And besides. The only way wallpaper will get put
up in those rooms is if you do it yourself. I'm not having any part of ...
of.." I stopped because Suzi nose was now touching mine, and she was grinning
even harder.
"Uhm. Well, maybe my mom knows somebody..."
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries
(fm, mmf)
"Okay, Joey. Let's 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 other's 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 to 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 its weight. As I continued to
tease her nipple through the cloth, I made small side trips to her bare skin
above and below. Her hands had settled down, going into repeating swirls along
my back. Her eyes shut, lost in my caress, I decided it was time to move along
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 with 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 was
making suckling motions, and I realized 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 skillfully worked 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 cleared 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 mechanical 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 attempt to stand up.
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 shudder 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 their 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 me hard across the face, twice.
That jolted my brain back to the "on" position, and 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
sounded 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 realized how vulnerable I had been to their wishes. I
tried to shake the rest of the numbness from my head, and looked around.
"Where'd 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 speaking. He must have
checked 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 on
fire if I could have found some matches."
Joey said, "I'm cold, and I'm sure the twins are too. Let's 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, let's 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 shittin' 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 out 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 shudders
and shakes, and Suzi groaned 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 lashed 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
<shudder> 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 father's eyes 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
my fourteen years 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 they walked out of the room butt naked.
I just sat there, staring at the door where they had just passed 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.
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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 its 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 your 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 too. 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 you're 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 other's 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 where 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 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, where 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, let's just drop the subject. I'm hungry,
let's 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 looked 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 she 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 your 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, that's 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 its 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 its vacuum. Joey's
eyes slammed shut again as he began his shudders 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 used 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 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
to, 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 dining 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 wing 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
considerable amount 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 mother's 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 to try 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 losing 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 losing 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 grasping 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
displeased 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 body's 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 of 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 asshole 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 exertion 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 asSuzi."
"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 its load. Joey moaned into Suzi's
mouth, then rolled her over to promptly enter her ass for a quick fuck. He
barely did twelve strokes before he shuddered and collapsed, and it was his turn
to fake sleep, feeling my imaginary cock still hard and within 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 refused to answer us and feigned 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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