Everything You Need — Part 1
How did it come to this? I don’t know.
Why am I writing this? I don’t know either. Maybe I want to get my conscience clean, or maybe I just want somebody out there to know how I felt and why I did what I did. It took me a very long time to convince myself I wanted to really write this. I was always...let’s say, busy.
So, where do I begin?
I think that it all really started when my mom divorced from my dad. I’m gonna change names and places, but who cares?
My mom and dad had trouble in their relationship and I was just eleven, when they separated. He was a doctor, and was always very busy, while my mom was working her way up to become a Professional Manager. They had very little time and...well. It happened. My twin sisters and I moved away from my father since he had too little time for us; we saw him often at weekends thou.
That was before he had a car accident and died after a few days in coma. Grief struck hard, but eventually we got over it. My mom, Melissa, was 19 when she got me and was 34 when it happened, my two twin sisters, Sarah and Phoebe, were both twelve, and had real trouble losing their father. I went over it the fastest.
This may seem ruogh and rush, but at the time it was really hard for me. I really liked my father.
Anyways, we decided to move shortly afterwards, the town we lived in wasn’t big, so a lot of memories just kept coming up. Mom got a job in Memphis, and Sarah, Phoebe and I had to change school.
Well, we grew up there; I was never the most straightforward guy. I was (and am still) good lucking, and quite often I was asked to go out by some of my girl-classfriends, but I really had other interests than girls. Sports, for example, and computers and videogames more than everything else. Yes, a nerd you might think, and you’re right. But if I wouldn’t have been like that, it wouldn’t have developed this way.
Yes, so many rows and still no sex. It’s coming, no worry. Some things need time.
So, it was after three years we moved, I was eighteen and it was April 1st, when I walked around the streets of the city, searching a VideoGame Store one of my nerd-friends, Stephen, told me about just the day before. I followed the directions, but where I got was an old fantasy-like building. It had a sign reading “Everything you need” on it, and it looked to me it had a stereotype joypad image near that, thus I entered.
What I found inside was the biggest amount of crap I’d ever seen. Imagine it, it was in there. Old lamps that seemed to come out Aladdin’s tale, drinks in the weirdest bottles, blob-like chewing gums, shoes with spikes in it...you name it! I was alone in the room, but I heard a male voice speaking somewhere.
I cleared my voice to get attention.
“Ah, yes, I’m coming!” the voice said, and soon, out of the mountains of rubbish there came a man that looked like Saruman from Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings, only with dirtier hair.
“You are Jerry, I presume.” he asked.
“Yes,that’s me. How do you know my name?” I replied
“Let’s just say, I knew you were coming.” he told me misteriously.
I was startled at first, but then I thought that Stephen might have told that guy that he would send me to him someday.
“So...” I began after a while, but before I could begin, he rised his hands and said: “I know just what you’re looking for, or better, what you will soon be looking for. Stay right there.”
He disappeared as quickly as he appeared and came back after a couple of minutes, while I was observing some bubbles running thru a glass-pipe containing a strange lavender-coloured solution.
In his hand he had what seemed a DVD-case with no name on it to me. I looked closer, and made a step forward. I don’t know why, this remembered me when I once played with my sisters with our DVDs, and I always threw away the ones they wanted to watch, because I didn’t like those girlish films. I wanted them to watch and do what I wanted to watch or do. Suddenly the man opened the DVD-case, and blew on me some pink dust. I got covered all over with it, and my nose began to tickle. I snoze.
“From now on...” another sneezing “...will come...” more sneezing “...’ll do whatever...” even more sneezing “...to. Forever.” one last sneeze
I must have been damn allergic to that stuff. However, I havn’t gotten a word of what he said. I was just about to ask him to repeat, and ask him why he did blow that dust on me in the first place, when some clock inside the room struck six o’clock in the afternoon.
“I’m sorry, boy, I have to close now.” he said.
“But...what about the...?” I was startled.
“No time, I need to go. Come back Monday and we’ll talk. If you’ll ever come back!” he said, and vanished beyond the masses of piled rubbish.
I was left alone, and saw how the lights quickly where turned off. I left the building, telling myself that that weirdo would really never see me again.
I left the store and ran home.
When I got there, I went to my room and tried to rest, feeling quite tired. A few minutes later, I heard someone knocking on the door.
“Come in, I’m not naked” I said, jokingly.
It was Sarah, soon followed by Phoebe. My two sisters looked gorgeous, as always. While my hair is dark like my father’s was, and my eyes are green like my mother’s, their hair is light brown, almost caramel coloured, and their eyes are blue. They were both very athletic, had a tight but round B-cup and, overall, quite nice bodies. With a 1,75 cm height (me being 1,95), long legs, medium tan and top-model faces, they were among the most wanted girls of their year.
“Even if you were, we wouldn’t care.” Sarah said, and they both came in, wearing their normal everyday clothing, i.e. Sarah some sportswear, Phoebe her usual tank top and some patched jeans. None of them wore a bra at home, they felt always unconfrortable with it, and since they did have no big chest, it was no big deal. As a boy, I liked that, as a brother I forced myself to not care. But I always knew I had two hot sisters.
“Are you tired, Jerry?” Pheobe said with her sweet voice.
“Well, kind of” I replied and told them the funny thing that happened earlier in the “VideoGame Store”. They were curious to know everything about the stuff I saw there, and I told them what i remembered, then we discussed other things. We were (and in some sort of way, still are) very bonded to each other, and loved to talk. Little did I know that was to change forever.
Mom came back somewhat late, and my sisters and I had already prepared dinner. We ate and then I went again to my room and relaxed. I felt very sleepy and closed my eyes just a second. As I opened them, it was still night, but much later. I took a quick glimpse over my watch and saw it was eleven PM. I didn’t feel sleepy anymore, so I thought to get up, see what’s up in the house and maybe brush my teeth. So I wandered from my room, thru the corridor, into the living room. There I saw some lights still on, coming from the kitchen. I walked over there to find my mom doin the washing up.
She turned around and smiled. She was a very good looking woman, for her age. She had bright brown hair, almost dark blonde, and green eyes, a stunning body, as if she ought to be a hollywood star, and a tender and very sexy voice.
“Hi darling” she said. “I thought you went to sleep.”
“Yes, I did.” I said “But now I don’t feel so sleepy at all. But why are you still up? You usually go to bed early. Go rest a bit, I’ll do the rest here.”
For a moment she smiled and it seemed she was about to reply, then her face relaxed, she closed her eyes and when she reopened them she said. “Yes, you’re right. I should get some rest.” and walked out of the kitchen. “Good Night, Jerry.” was the last thing I heard her say, then she walked away.
I myself was stunned. It happened from time to time that she left work for me to do in the house, but never so late. She must have been really tired.
However, I did finish the washing up, it wasn’t left much anyways, brushed my teeth and went back to my room. I couldn’t sleep for over two hours, in the meanwhile I played VGs on my portable, before I finally closed my eyes and slept.
I woke up the next day with the smell of coffee filling my nostrils. I smiled. The good thing about having two sisters like those were that they always woke up earlier than me, and since they were already two, they didn’t mind to prepare breakfast for three people. I slowly climbed out of my bed and went to the kitchen. The two were sipping from their cups of coffee and greeting me with a smile.
“Mornin’” I replied, and sat down the first chair I saw. I was still quite sleepy. I looked at them in their pijamas and fell in love with them, just like everyday.
“What’s up for breakfast?” I asked after a while.
“Eggs and Bacon” Phoebe said, pointing to the ingredients already near the pan.
I grunted. I never liked salty stuff in the morning.
“Awww...couldn’t you just prepare me some crepes?” I asked. I wasn’t that depending or lazy normally, but I felt terribly tired that morning, so I tried my chances.
Pheobe smiled shortly, as if she was just about to give me the finger for kidding, but then she relaxed, closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them she said. “Yes, sure!” and stood up and got some flour and eggs, beginning to prepare the crepes I asked. I was speechless, and watched over to Sarah. She was quite surprised as well.
“Is it some kind of late April fool?” I asked her with low voice, so that Pheobe couldn’t hear me.
She shrugged. “I don’t know” her lips moved.
A little confused, I put some coffee in my cup and began to drink. Slowly the smell of crepes filled the room, and soon after Pheobe served us delicious crepes in chocolate and vanilla sauce. She was just great at cooking.
Once we finished breakfast I got up to go change myself and do some homeworks. “Where do you think you’re goin’?” Sarah asked me when I arrived halfway thru the livingroom.
“Doin’ some things about my school-grades.” I replied, hoping that would be enough. I knew what was coming.
“Mom told us we have chores to do this moring. You can think about homework this afternoon.” she said.
I turned around with a sigh.
“Couldn’t you just do them?” I asked. I know it would never work, but it was worth a try.
I was already on my way back to the kitchen, when suddenly her face relaxed and she said. “Okay, I’ll do your part of the chores today.” and just started working. I was more confused than before. What was goin’ on? Why were they doin’ exactly what I was saying them?
“Hey, stop fooling me around, please!” I said, but Pheobe just looked over at me confused, and Sarah didn’t even react and continued to clean the room.
“It’s not funny. Quit whatever you’re doin’!” I nearly shouted. A second later they both stood still in the kitchen. I was beginning to get frustrated. They loved to get on my nerves from time to time, leading to some arguments and some fights, but it was very funny that morning.
“All right, you wanted it this way.” I said, thinking about things they hated to do. “Pheobe, go and clean the bathroom! Sarah, clean the shelves and stuff, I don’t want to see a particle of dust in the house.”
They both closed their eyes for half a second, relaxed their faces, and said “All right, Jerry.” a moment later. Phoebe then went to the bathroom, while Sarah got herself a chair and started to clean the shelves. This was really starting to piss me off. They had done jokes in the past that were hard to tollerate, but never had they been so insistent. After half an hour of switching form one room to the other to see if they were really doin’ like I told them and not cheating, I got angry. So I sat on the WC and looked a Pheobe how she was cleaning the shower.
“Phoebe, let’s stop this. You’ll never do what I ask of you next, so let’s settle it here. We can still make fun of Sarah, making her think I didn’t get it. Thou I don’t know how fun it can be to do something you hate to do.”
She ignored me and just continued to clean around.
“Phoebe, undress yourself.” I said, expecting her to start laughing and finish this mock up.
But she didn’t. As an answer she started to really undress herself inside the shower. She took off her pink pijama pants, exposing her long legs and red panties. One instant later and she took off the rest of the pijama, leaving her breasts exposed. I was startled. She had no bra on, as most of the time. She was standing in the shower with her tits completely naked. Her B-cups were good looking, with nice and soft looking nipples. No fat was on her belly, it was plain and simply perfect.
I didn’t have the time to examine further, because a moment later she started to get her panties off as well. She revealed a naturally hairy pussy, shaved just a little bit so that it was possible to look at her nicely without thinking anything too perverted.
My own thoughts were heading in that direction anyways by now. I couldn’t believe that my younger sister, which I hadn’t seen naked since the age of ten, was now completely undressed in the shower. Maybe I was still dreaming, I thought, and started to think about the next thing to ask of her.
“Phoebe, come over here.” I said, and she did just as I said. A few seconds later she stood in front of me, completely naked.
“I don’t expect you to do this.” I began “You should really stop this joke now. I’m telling you this in order to get you back on earth again.” I looked at her, but I got no reaction. After a few moments of hestitation I added. “Masturbate in front of me.”
Her face relaxed and she closed her eyes for half a second. The moment later, her right hand went down to her pussy and I saw her starting to touch herself. A shock started from my back up to my hair. I couldn’t believe this. Thou it was directly in front of me. My sister Phoebe was stimulating her pussy with a pair of fingers, while her left hand was playing with her right nipple. Then she started massaging that breast. Slowly at first, than ever quicker, the upper hand touched and played with her tit, teasing her nipple, and swiftly touching her areola and all the breast. Meanwhile the other hand was in deep female territory. She had already entered her pussy with two fingers and was doin’ up and down inside of her. I could see her right hand become wet and wetter. I looked at her face and saw pure pleasure in her eyes. She was really aroused, with red cheeks and sweat coming off her forehead. The nipples turned hard and harder, while her lower hand accelerated in its movements.
“Put in three fingers.” I said, she closed her eyes and did as I said, adding a finger to the working two. She began to moan and do some pleasure noise, while her fingers started squirting up and down her pussy. Her left hand massaged her tit quicker, played with the nipples harder. I knew she was about to come.
“Do it quicker” I told her. And she obeyed. Her fingers went up and down even faster, she played with her tit as if there would be no tomorrow and suddenly she gasped and moaned in joy. Her body, especially her legs, started shaking, and I opened my arms. She fell in my embrace, but couldn’t stop masturbating. Her three fingers were still working in her pussy and the other hand still was touching her breast. I couldn’t believe this was real.
“Stop masturbating.” I said, as I felt somewhat guilty, and she stopped after a moment.
What just happened was amazing. But why did it happen? Was I still sleeping and was this some perverted dream of mine? What else could it be? Certainly not reality! I decided to investigate further.
“Phoebe, have a shower, finish your chores, than meet in my bedroom. I need to talk to Sarah.” I said and walked away as Pheobe relaxed her face.
Sarah didn’t exactly know why she was cleaning the shelves in the living room. She just hated all this dust around her nose and hair, but couldn’t help but thinking that she was doin’ it for her brother, and that made her smile. She just got off a chair, moving to her and Phoebe’s bedroom, when Jerry appeared in the middle of the room, gazing at her. She wanted to talk to him about this strange feeling, but all that she could think of was to clean the shelves of the next room.
“Wait a moment, Sarah” her brother said, and she felt like doing so.
He walked towards her and looked at her closely. She saw he was looking at her body and shortly shivered, but couldn’t think of moving. Going around her, he continued to just say nothing. She didn’t like this, felt ignored and said: “What is this all about?”
Jerry seemed surprised to hear her talk and went back in front of her.
“I was asking you. Tell me the truth: are you making fun of me?”
Sarah wanted to ask him what he was talking about, but a short “No” was all she could say.
“Then why are you doin’ just what I tell you to?” he asked
“I don’t know.” Sarah replied, still don’t knowing why she was saying this. “I just feel like doin’ it!”
Jerry seemed disappointed.
“Jump!” he said suddenly. Sarah really didn’t want to, but as if her body wasn’t any longer under her control, she jumped.
“Put one finger in your pussy.” he said shortly afterwards. Sarah wanted to laugh at him and give him the finger, but instead she felt how her right hand went down her body, under her pijamas, under her panty, slipping beyond her pubic hair and inside her pussy. She entered herself and felt somewhat aroused, but most of all, confused. Why was she doing this? She looked at her brother and noticed that he was surprised as well, but somewhat less than she was.
“Sarah, tell me, if I would ask you to suck my dick, what would you do?” Jerry said, while he sat down on the couch.
Sarah was even more confused; never did she hear her brother talk that way to her before. “I would suck your dick.” her voice said. She couldn’t believe this. Her finger still in her pussy she just said she would lick her brothers penis. She must be dreaming.
Jerry looked at her a moment longer, then he just said: “Then do it!”
Sarah suddenly felt walking over to him and kneeling before him. She put her finger out her pussy because she needed it to undress his brothers lower body. She didn’t know what was happening, why she was doin all of this, but just couldn’t help but do this way. She quickly took off his brothers boxers and saw his cock in front of her, huge and hard. She took it in her hand and shortly after that in her mouth; then she started sucking.
Jerry seemed to enjoy it and strangely enough, she felt good too, althou she really never ever had imagined this situation before. She sucked it up and down, taking it in her mouth as deep as she could.
“Yeah,” Jerry gasped “Do me a nice blowjob, sis, and when I cum, swallow it all.”
Sarah immediately started sucking and licking even harder, doin’ just what he asked her to do. It was not possible to stop by now, she was sucking her brother’s cock up and down her mouth, licking its tip, licking its balls, jerking him off. It didn’t take more than six or seven minutes this way when he finally came, and shot all his cum deep in her mouth. As Jerry told her to, she swallowed all of it. When she was finished, Jerry spoke again.
“Lick it until it is clean, then brush your teeth and meet up with me in my bedroom.”
She did as she was instructed to, licked her brothers cock clean, then stood up and went to the bathroom, startled, clueless about what had just happened in the livingroom.
I went to my bedroom shortly afterwards. I climbed on my bed and gazed at the ceiling.
‘What in the world was happening?’ I wondered. If this was a dream, it was....a one of a kind dream. But if not? Continuing my thoughts, I suddenly felt very guilty for having my sisters do this kind of things to me. But how else could I have realized they were not fooling me around? Was this not the only way I could have figured out?
After a few pending moments, I cleaned those thought off my brain, and started asking myself what I would do next. I still felt guilty about what happened, but somehow, I really liked it. I, for the first time, made myself clear what I could do. I could tell my sisters to do what I wanted. What else could I do with their minds? I had to absolutely find out. Curiosity was winning over my sense of guiltyness.
I just finished thinking this, when they both entered my room. They wore their pijamas again, Phoebe had her hair slightly wet and Sarah had a confused look in her eyes, but there they were. “Here we are.” Phoebe said, with her sweet voice.
“I see this. Come closer to me.” I told them, their faces relaxed and they did so.
‘What could I try out first?’ I wondered, and suddenly stumbled upon the obvious thing that would partially resolve my guilty feeling. Or so I hoped.
“I want you two to fall in love with me; you’ll love me so deeply that all you can think of is my pleasure. You want to do everything you can possibly do to make me feel good. I’m your brother, I’m your friend, but most of all, I’m your love and lover.” These were the words that came out of my mouth.
The two girls stood right where they were for a moment. Then suddenly they began to shake, slowly at first, than more and more violently, they brought their hands to their head as if they were suffering a great headache and began screaming. ‘What have I done?’ I told myself, standing up and trying to reach them, but as soon as I did so, they suddenly stopped all of this and stood still, their faces relaxed, then they closed their eyes and when they opened them, they both smiled.
I myself was scared as hell. “Is everything alright?” I asked in fear.
“Yes” they said at the same time.
I was confused. “Do you feel good? Do have have any pain?”
They shook their heads, meaning no.
I sighed, but still looked worried at them. They noticed this. “You don’t have to worry.” Sarah began to say, smiling to me, coming closer “I’m alright, and I bet Phoebe is too.” She gazed towards her sister, while sitting nearby me. Phoebe looked at us for a moment, then she walked right to me and sat down on my legs.
“Of course I’m alright!” she said, putting her arms around my shoulders and looking with arrogance towards my sister. “And you should be too!” she added, looking at me. Our faces were real close now, I had never been so close to my sisters lips for ages. She must have realized this as well, as she blushed heavily, but continued to stay close to me.
Sarah, I noticed, was turned red in her face. But that because she was angry, or so it looked. Fact is, she stood up, come towards us, and sat down near me, kissing my cheek loudly.
“What do you want to do now, Jerry?” she asked.
Phoebe reacted quite violently to my other sisters kiss, I saw her preparing her fists for a hit, as I realized. The two were jealous of each other! I had to stop this useless fight!
“Stop it!” I shouted as soon as I saw Phoebe’s punch directed towards Sarah’s stomach. “Both of you!”
They stopped right where they were. I thought about it for a moment, then I said: “I want you both to forget jealousy, it’s a concept, a feeling that will never ever exist in your head any longer. You both like each other very much and like to see the other well and happy, her happiness is your happiness!”
As soon as I stopped saying this, they both started to shake again, and now that Phoebe was sitting on my legs, I felt how all the shaking started somewhere inside of their torso. I shook too for a little bit, but as soon as I understood what was happening, they both stood still again, closed their eyes and relaxed their faces. Then they smiled and looked at each other as if none of the previous actions had happened. I wanted to try it out.
“Sarah, look at me.” I told her, then looked at Phoebe. “Kiss me.” I said, and she immediately pressed her lips against my own, and as I replied, her tongue ran deep into my mouth. This was not my first kiss, but never had a girl given me such passion thru her lips before. We kissed deeply for minutes, while she embraced me more and more with her arms around my shoulders. I knew I was kissing my own sister, I knew she was doin’ it because I altered her mind, but somehow, I didn’t care. I just enjoyed it.
As soon as we finished, I looked towards Sarah. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling at us.
“What do you think?” I asked her.
“A beautiful kiss.” she said, as if she had been watching a movie.
I turned to Phoebe. “Would you mind if I’d give Sarah such a kiss as well?” I asked.
She shook her head, meaning she didn’t mind, and just smiled. “Go ahead.” she sleepily added a moment later.
‘It had worked’ I told myself, and looked at my other sister.
“Sarah, come closer and kiss me.” I told her, and she obeyed.
We kissed just as passionately as I did with Phoebe shortly before, the only difference being that Sarah tasted more like toothpaste, while Phoebe had a natural...female saliva taste, if this helps to get the idea. However, we kissed. Our tongues danced between our mouths and I enjoyed it, as sick as it sounds, as much as before.
When we finished I looked at Phoebe. She smiled at us as dreamy as before.
“Did you like it?” I asked her.
She nodded. “Yes”
In the following hours I tried not to think about the new things I could do and about how this situation could evolve. Instead, I played with my little sisters some games, as we usually do when we have nothing to do, laughed and talked as always. This might sound to you like a missed opportunity to...do them, but I just felt still too guilty to do anything like that right now. So I ignored these thoughts and just focused on having a good time with them. I didn’t force them to do anything in the following hours, besides, I didn’t have to. The changes I had made, made them do all of it because they loved me. It was odd, but it felt better than commanding them to do this and that.
We went on, having fun, till after noon, when suddenly Mom opened the door and came in with a big grin on her face.
“Guess what!” she said, entering the room.
We just gazed at her, startled.
“I just have been promoted!” she screamed in joy, and I felt very happy for her. Phoebe stood up and ran to hug mom, Sarah followed seconds later. I myself kept sitting there. New thoughts had crossed my mind and I was battling them real hard. Guilt came up again in my mind, as well as need of knowledge. I thought and fought like this for some time, while my sisters started interrogating my mom about her new job.
“Mom, come over here.” I said moments later, and I knew I had lost to my curiosity once again.
She focussed on me, but then her face relaxed and walked over to me, while I was sitting on the sofa. I knew by now what this meant.
“Phoebe, would you close the doors? Sarah, why don’t you start cooking? Phoebe’ll help you.” I told my two sisters, and they did so. Soon I was in the livingroom alone with my mother.
“What is it?” she asked. I don’t know what she was expecting.
“I want you to feel really hot now. And I want you to find me extremely attractive, so gorgeus looking that you can think of nothing else but sex anytime you look at me. You no longer care that I’m your son, I’m a man who can give you his cock deep into your pussy, and that’s all you need to know.”
She was startled. It seemed as if she’d turn mad at me from a second to another, and for a moment I feared it hadn’t worked. But then she reacted, her body shook as my sisters’ did before, she seemed to have terrible headache, bringing her hands to her head, but soon after she stood there as if nothing happened. Her face relaxed, then she looked down on me. And I saw a shiver run thru her body.
“Oh, Jerry” she said, and came closer to me, looking at me as if I were something very delicious to eat. “You...you...look so good.” then she came down to her knees, still approaching me, showing some cleavage.
“Thanks, Mom.” I replied, not exactly knowing how to confront the situation, but contemporarily knowing that whatever I did, it would be fine.
“Oh, call me Melissa.” she said, and came closer. She was at kiss-distance now, and a hand reached out to caress me.
I looked at her, she licked her lips in a sexy manner.
“You want me, right?” I asked, trying not to feel silly.
She nodded her head.
“Then strip-dance before me until you’re totally naked.” I said.
She stared at me for another second, closed her eyes for less than a second, her face relaxed, then she said. “Okay” and stood up.
As she stood there, she quickly started to dance to some sort of imaginary music. She moved in a sexy manner up and down the room, and started then to undress. First thing, her jacket was flying thru the room, shortly afterwards her shirt followed. Her torso was almost naked, and only her bra was hiding her C-cup breasts now. She then took off her shoes and started to unzip her jeans, slowly moving up and down with her legs while taking them off. There was my mom: dancing for me with only her panties and bra on. And shortly after this, she began to lower her bra as well, showing her areolas and nipples rock hard coming forth. She caressed her tits looking at me, waiting for a reaction, and I smiled. A few more moves followed, as she started massaging her boobs in front of me, still dancing to some mute music. I felt my erection coming. She turned her ass to me, still touching her breasts, and then started to take her panties off. Slowly at the beginning, then she just let them fall on the floor. Her ass was naked. It wasn’t the cutest ass I’d ever seen, my sisters’ were more beautiful, but it was still a good looking butt. Then she turned around and I saw her pussy for maybe the second time in my life, the first being the day I was born. She was...kinda shaved, there was like a small triangle over her groin, but the sole thought of this woman being naked in front of me got me horny. She was moving so erotically, I barely thought that she was my mother. I just didn’t care, her dance, her stripping moves just made me wish her body.
Slowly she came nearer to me, still dancing, touching her breast in an offering manner, letting her hands caress her curves, as I found myself saying: “You can stop now, stay there!”
She closed her eyes, relaxed and stood still, as if she were a robot waiting for input.
I myself looked at her. A fine body, considering she was well beyond her golden age. She had nice C-cup boobs, a nice looking ass and her face was goodlooking as could be for a 37 years old woman.
“Nicely done.” I said, feeling the need to fill the silence that had fallen. “I wish your body were some ten years younger, but still, good job.”
Mom smiled, I continued to gaze at her.
Then, suddenly, I noticed it. It wasn’t clear at first, but the longer I stood and watched, the more I noticed. It was like...my mom was becoming younger in front of me. Some wrinkles on her face slowly disappeared, her tits became rounder and fuller, her skin became tight and it seemed to shine more. I couldn’t believe it. Was she...really becoming younger?
I stood up and went closer to her. She now didn’t seem past her thirties at all, she seemed in her mid-twenties at most. I was speechless. Did I just do this? If yes, what more could I do? I wanted to find out.
“I wish your hair is bright blond.” I said out loud.
At first, nothing happened. Then, again, the change was subtle and regular, but the more I gazed at my mother’s natural light brown hair, the more I saw how it became brighter and brighter in front of me, my mother still not moving from were she stood. In less than 30 seconds it had turned from her usual dark blond/bright brown tone to a bright/golden blonde. I looked at her hair and smiled. I needed to double check this.
I walked very close to her, looking directly into her green eyes. “I want your eyes to be...” I thought for a while. “...violet!” I then said. Slowly, I saw her iris turn from green to blue to an unnatural bright purple colour. I couldn’t believe it, yet it was right in front of me. I had changed not only my mothers mind, but her body as well. What kind of power did I possess? I nearly screamed in joy. Then I looked at my mother again, criticaly now. Her shapes had filled up a bit, but...now that I knew what I could do, I didn’t feel satisfied.
“Mom, your eyes can turn back to your normal beautiful green. But I wish your tits could encrease in size, like...say...double the size they are now. Your ass is gonna be tight and round, nicely shaped and your pussy is gonna be constantly wide spread. Your clit is gonna be so sensitive, you’re gonna feel constatly horny. In fact, I want both your pussy and nipple to be so sensitive, the slightest touch is gonna give you a near-orgasmic arousal. I also want your pussy to be constantly wet, this resulting in your constant horniness.”
I finished the lines and looked at her. For a few seconds nothing changed, but then I began to notice. Her tits were swelling, from a C-cup, to a D-cup, to an E-cup... Her nipples became harder and harder, while her areolas became somewhat bigger. At the same time I saw her bending forward and her eye colour turned green again. Her ass, I barely saw it behind her, but it was somewhat noticeable, tightened up, and I noticed how her crotch area changed. Her pussy was opening, without anyone doin’ so. It was as if some invisible fingers were spreadening her lips and keeping them this way. It was incredible...and it was making me horny. The more I looked at her clit getting wet and wetter because of what I said, the more my body reacted to her hotness.
Her tits were still swelling as she noticed it.
“Uhhh.... Jerry...” she said with a moaning voice, in which I could hear her own horniness, while she freed herself from that robot-like position and came closer “...you seem...big down there...” she pointed her finger to my crotch, approaching me “...is there something I can do to help you?”
I was really turned on now. A gorgeous looking girl with huge boobs and a drowning wet clit was...basically at my command. ‘Now, or never!’ I said to myself, unzipped my jeans before her, not saying a word, took off my boxers and watched how she could no longer resist, looking at me with such intense desire.
She was now in front of me, almost on the sofa.
“Let me fuck you.” I said, and without hesitation, she threw herself onto my cock. Her tits bumped into my face, and thou startled at first, I soon regained control over myself and started sucking them. They tasted good, like...woman-skin taste, but...felt so full in my mouth, I couldn’t believe it. She was so horny, she soon screamed in an orgasm, but instead of stopping, just started fucking me all over again. I, being turned on myself, came quickly. I couldn’t believe it. I had never been a disappointment in bed-situations, on the contrary, the few girls I had loved praised me for my ability to last for hours at times.
With this girl thou...with my mother... I didn’t last two minutes. I was too horny to last. Her big boobs in my mouth, her incredible fuck and, most of all, this absurd situation were stronger than my will and...yeah.
I felt my arousal disappear while my mother still was jumping on my cock in frenzy, and felt ashamed. But..for the next five minutes, there would gonna be nothing I could do about it, so I just said “Stop it!” to my mother, and she immediately stopped fucking me.
She was still horny, I could clearly see it on her face, along with some sort of despair of not being able to fuck me against my will, but...she couldn’t help it.
“Jerry, please...let me fuck you, I want to be fucked, I feel so hot!” she said, and I saw her body aching in arousal, as she tried to please herself without moving from her current position. I noticed it and felt sorry.
“Masturbate, then.” I heard myself saying, and as soon as I finished speaking, quick as a lightning bolt, her hands turned to her pussy and she entered herself, while one hand began to caress her huge boobs.
Hadn’t I been turned off, it could have been a wonderfull scene, a massive turn on even for a porn film...but right now I felt... not right. I stood up, dressed myself and walked into the kitchen. I had to think about my new powers.