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Chapter 10: Malpractice Chapter 5

Chapter Five

Deception and Corruption

There was a strange air in the kitchen when we all had dinner together Thursday night. Jordan and I had been having sex almost every day for the past week, and on the days we hadn't, I had at least gotten a blowjob. That's not to mention the visits Denise had paid me. But even though things were better than ever between me and Jordan, my even younger sister Hannah was pouting and in a visibly bad mood. Our mom noticed but when she asked what was wrong Hanna had refused to answer.

Hannah looked much like a younger version of mom; they both had blond hair, eyebrows that were much darker, and suggestive little mouths which upper lips were always just a little bit open. They both often looked as if they were staring into empty space, as they both drifted off into their own thoughts from time to time. Unlike Hannah, who had a curvy dancer's body, with impressive hips and breasts that were about to take off sometime soon – my mom had already peaked, her breasts were steady C-cups – actually a bit smaller than Jordan's – and her figure was fit but not overly so. She looked great for a woman in her late thirties – she'd only been 18 when she'd given birth to me.

I started to wonder...

Hannah sighed, playing around with her rice, not even having touched the chicken on her plate.

"Jeez, what's wrong?" Jordan said, more than a little fed up with our younger sister.

"It's nothing."

"Well, you've been acting all sour this whole week. Something's up, but you won't tell us."

"Now now." Mom interrupted. "If Hannah doesn't want to share with us, that's fine. Just know, sweetie, that if you need anything we're all here for you."

"I know, Mom. There's just nothing you can do..."

"So there IS something." I stated, finishing my plate.

"Yeah..."

"I knew it." Jordan said triumphantly, but stopped when she saw Hannah's face. "Hey, Hannah. You can tell us, okay? It'll be good to get it off your chest."

Hannah hesitated.

I had been practicing my powers at least once a day, doing small stuff, just keep the headaches away.

It's okay. You can tell us

"It's... It's Troy."

"Your boyfriend?" Mom asked, in a way that felt a bit feigning.

"He's not, or maybe... I don't know what he is. But he's been so mad all week. When we're together he's in such a bad mood because he's started peeing his pants."

The pain on Jordan's face as she tried not to burst out laughing was a sight to behold. I felt a little bad, knowing I had been the one who made Troy incontinent. But then, it served him right. He was a douche, and dating my younger old sister only made him worse.

"Oh, I see." Mom said in lack of anything better to say.

"I'm sure it will pass eventually." I assured her.

"Yeah. I hope."

"So you don't have work tomorrow?" Jordan asked, as we went into her room to watch the movie I had gotten her at the thrift shop last weekend. Having sex with my sister had actually made me enjoy her company more, even when it was strictly platonic.

"No, Fridays are always a bit on and off. Sometimes I go in sometimes I-"

I was interrupted by a pair of arms that caught me, and two lips that pounced at my mouth. Jordan let out a feminine sigh as we kissed. Then she let go of me.

"Sorry." she laughed. "It's hard sitting next to you for very long and not kissing you or doing, you know, something else."

"Are we watching the movie or not?"

"Oh, I love this movie. Do not think for a minute we're not watching this movie. I love you for getting this movie. Have I mentioned I really like this movie?" she said, holding the DVD in her hands. The cover was a yellow tinted image of a man wearing a worn black robe and holding a sword. The title was Kiru! Kill!.

"But..." I said, closing the door, and grabbing my sister by the hips. "That doesn't mean we can't get cozy during, right?"

"Oh, I don't know, bro. You think you can compete with this?" she pointed to the man on the cover. "I had my first orgasm masturbating to this man, you know."

"Is that a fact?"

"His eyes are really sensual. Like his soul's flowing out of them."

"You're starting to make me jealous."

"Don't be. He's an old man these days, and you have everything to get me going, right," she carefully stroked my crotch, biting her lip. "Here."

"Let's watch the movie before we forget."

The movie was good. It wasn't all as stoic and stiff as I had thought old samurai movies usually were. After a while I didn't even care that it was black and white. Though, I'll admit, I had a hard time remembering everyone's names.

Jordan and I were hunkering under the sheets in her bed. From time to time I'd massage her sizable breasts and every now and again she'd affectionately rub my dick through my pants. I was surprised to notice she'd always start jerking me during the action sequences. During a battle between the groups of ronin and the soldiers in the mountains, she stuck her hand down my pants and jacked me off until I was on the verge of cumming, all the while she lovingly kissed my neck.

"Are you getting off on this?"

"Fuck yeah, I am."

"That's little kinky, don't you think?"

"You're one to talk. Not only are you having an affair with your sister, you literally have a sex slave."

"It was Denise's idea."

"I'm sure, bro. I understand her. You're downright unbelievable in bed."

"I'm not lying when I say you're pretty darn incredible, too."

"You think it's better because we're related?"

"I don't know. The taboo of it all certainly makes it more exciting."

"You ever think about pulling Hannah into all of this?"

"Wow. Jordan, easy. She's just a kid."

"She's of legal age. And any previous statement saying she isn't is non-canon and should be ignored, unless the moderators ban the author for another three months or whatever."

"... What?"

"I meant she's just turned 18, so until I turn 19 we're actually the same age. And she's had sex before. She told me Troy took her virginity a month ago."

"He did what?"

"Just don't get any ideas of stealing her away from him."

"If anyone's having ideas like that, it's you."

"But have you thought about it?"

What was this? Did she want me to have sex with Hannah? Why not just turn my whole family into a harem? I shivered when I felt exited at the idea.

"Well, yeah. I've thought about it. But doing this with you is one thing. Okay, doing this with you and Denise is one thing. What makes you think I could just do it with Hannah if I was in the mood?"

"Because you're having sex with your sister, and you have. A. Sex. Slave. I don't know what it is, but you're doing something right. I don't doubt that if you put your mind to it, you could get Hannah in on this, too."

"Yeah, but would I want to?"

"Have you SEEN Hannah?"

She grabbed my dick harder, as the movie played on.

"Don't tell me you don't want to take this big, amazing cock and fuck her until she screams. Make her cum again and again until she can longer go back to that sleaze Troy."

"Jordan..."

"Can you imagine her taking it into her mouth, greedily sucking you off? Working your shaft until you cum deep into her throat? You want to make her addicted to your hot jizz, so she'll come crawling back to you, begging to become your loyal little fuck slave?"

"Oh god. Suck my cock right now, Jordan."

She licked her lips. "Mm, gladly, onii-chan."

"You're such a fucking nerd."

"I might be a nerd but suck I mean cock, don't I?"

She dived under the sheet and took my cock into her mouth. The soft sensation of her lips closing around my shaft as her tongue swirled around the tip felt like being enveloped in a palpable mist, a tropical wind given form that gently embraced my penis and cared for it. It was amazing.

I kept watching the movie with my sister blowing me under the sheets. Around the time for the big showdown, I came in Jordan's mouth and she greedily drank it all. She looked up to me, still caressing my spent dick, and turned back to watch the film.

The two heroes, together with a group of samurai, stormed the bad guy's house, as the villagers made a ruckus outside the walls. You hadn't seen a single villager so far in the movie, so I was a bit surprised there were even people living in that town full of people killing each other.

As the main hero waited in the bad guy's room, Jordan gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks for the movie, Matt."

"No problem, Jordan."

We kissed again, this time on the mouth. I never thought I'd be having this kind of evening with my busty nerd of a little sister.

"I'm still not seducing Hannah, though."

"I guess it can't be helped." she sighed. On the TV, the bad guy just entered the room, and the hero, battered and bruised, barely able to walk, killed him with a goddamn candle. Jordan sighed again. "You know... Tatsuya Nakadai would be able to seduce her."

"Are you, seriously, trying to make me jealous of 70 year old Japanese man?"

"I'm talking about 30-something Tatsuya, of course."

"That's still twice her age." I didn't know why we kept having this conversation, but I wanted to indulge her.

"Then it should be no problem for you, right?"

"Do you... do you actually want me to try and seduce Hannah? Our little Hannah?"

"Well... you know, I think it would be... pretty hot."

"You're serious?"

"Yeah. Not that you should do it, of course! I'm not serious! Just that the thought turns me on a bit."

"I really do have a perverted sister."

"Maybe not as perverted as Hannah, though."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hehe, let's just say that the things she told me she does with Troy – or rather, to Troy – were not the kind of things I was expecting."

"Huh..."

"But hey..."

"What, sis?"

"Surely, me and Denise is enough to keep that chin-chin in your pants occupied?"

"Yeah... of course..."

Friday!

Around noon, at work, I got a call on my cell. It was an unknown number, so I assumed it was nothing important. Yet, I just had this feeling that should answer anyway. Some people I'm sure would take the call and ask no questions – I on the hand never did feel very comfortable picking up a phone without knowing who was calling. Silly, I know. I picked up my phone from my pocket and answered.

"This is Matt Almquist."

"Hey, Matt! This is Rose."

Rose! Of course, I had given her my number. Right after using my powers to make her go from lesbian to bi. Still wasn't sure about that call. I looked at my jacket hanging on a hanger on my office wall – she'd been there when I bought it.

"Rose, hi! It's... well it's good to hear from you again." I said, smiling. Was I nervous? I wouldn't be able to use my powers over the phone, right? Unless... whenever I used them for the first time on someone, I made some sort of link. That's why I only had to make eye contact on the very first command. Maybe I could reach- no, I was getting ahead of myself here.

"I'm sorry I made you wait so long." she said.

"Well, it's only been since last weekend."

"Barely a week? I've sort of lost track of time, I've been going through some stuff, been very confused. Anyway, I thought of you and I wanted to see you. Is your offer still on the table?"

"I thought you said you were-"

"Well, like I've said, this past week I've gone through some stuff. I'm not really sure what I'm feeling right now, but it would be nice to see you. I think it would set my head straight, you know?"

"Yeah, sure. I'm free tomorrow, if you want to grab a coffee."

"I'd love that. The same place where we met? Remember the place on the strip? Well, you have my number now."

"Yeah, I'll see you there. At three. Can't wait."

"Okay. Awesome. Bye."

"Bye."

I put my cell on my desk. Well, I have to admit I had almost given up hope. To be honest, I'd been so occupied with fooling around with my neighbor and sister that the idea of dating had slipped my mind for the past week. But I really liked Rose. Smart, funny, beautiful with her short hair and big eyes and full lips. I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.

Back home I was greeted by my sister Hannah. She told me that mom was working late and Jordan was over at Denise's house. I wondered what the two of them were doing. Hannah told me she'd be taking care of dinner, and I feared for my stomach. When Hannah ran the kitchen, it was all salads and soups. How she ever got hips like that on her diet was beyond me.

She told me not to come into the kitchen when she was doing her thing, and thus I was exiled to the living room. I sat on the sofa, watched half an episode of Huff when the sight of Lara Flynn Boyle made me think of Twin Peaks, which made me think of the first time I had used my powers on Jordan. What was she doing over at Denise's? Could I find out? I focused, tried to sense them through the walls and down the street, the way I had unknowingly done a few times before. I thought I could see them, somehow, but still I didn't see them. It was strange, they were like sun spots on my eye. Then it all became clear, and I let out a scream.

I was in Denise's room. I was standing by the foot of her bed, on which sat Jordan and Denise. Jordan was gently fingering Denise's bare pussy, as the tanned athletic girl took most of a big dildo down her throat. None of them seemed able to see or hear me. Denise gagged, and with a gasp she escaped the dildo.

"You're getting better." Jordan said to her reassuringly.

"Really? I want to get as good as you someday."

"Oh don't bother. I'm the greatest. Oh, I'm just teasing."

"You think Matt will like it?"

"He already likes it. The point is to make him love it. Crave it. Need it. You got to please your master, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, it's not going to happen simply because you can swallow a big cock. You need to find the right rhythm. Change between sucking and licking and stroking and kissing and just have fun with it."

"It all sounds like a lot of work."

"It is. But with time and practice it gets easier, and more fun."

I snapped back, and suddenly I was once again sitting on the sofa in my living room. What the fuck had just happened? I couldn't have actually been in that room. I must have been able to see it around me based on what Denise and Jordan saw. I could recreate the locations of my – what to even call them. Subjects? Victims?

The sight of Denise gobbing down that big dildo, training herself to be able to suck all of my cock, and my sister coaching her. It all made me unbelievably horny. I could feel myself getting hard. Then my youngest sister came in.

"Okay, Matt. Dinner's all done."

"Wha-" For a second I felt exposed, like my pants were down. Just for a second." Okay. Awesome. What's it you made, lenses and beans?"

"Oh, you'll find out."

We walked into the kitchen/dining room. I smelled tomatoes, and ham. I looked at the table and saw two plates. On one was an arrangement of beets, avocado and chicken. On the other were three slices of homemade pizza with ham, bacon, avocado and enough cheese to kill someone with lactose intolerance.

"Hannah." I said. "You know your brother loves you, right?"

She gave me a kiss on the cheek. "There are even three more slices in the oven, bro. Dig in."

During dinner I thought I'd forget about the excitement I'd felt after seeing Denise and Jordan through my weird telepath-o-vision. But as it turned out, that sight stuck with me. Even watching Hannah take her small bites and put them in her mouth, swallowing them, turned me on. I was afraid I really would so something. And what if I did? As before, I could make it as good for her as it would be for me. I wouldn't have to force her or anything. And still I had these feelings inside of me saying that I was taking things too far. Would I listen? My inclination to do just that was decreasing rapidly. Then, as Hannah finished her last bite, I did something rash.

"So, Matt, do you want to do someth-"

I'm Troy. I've been Troy all day

"-ing later? Well, Troy? You're not still mad, right?"

"What?" I said, trying to buy me some time to think. What the hell did I do that for? And what was that dick Troy angry about again? Oh, right. I had made him unable to hold his water. "No, of course I'm not mad. This was great, really."

"So, do you want to stick around? Maybe, go up to my room?"

"Yeah, sure." I said, amazed of how easily my little sister's brain had just rewritten the entire evening to fit what I made her think. Did she even remember I had been here, the actual me?

We went up to her room, leaving the dishes in the sink. She held my hand as we went up the stairs and my heart was pounding from excitement. We went into her room and she didn't even bother closing the door. We sat down on her bed and started making out. My little sister was more aggressive than I ever would have imagined. Her tongue was a typhoon in our joined mouths. Her hands clawed at me, her breathing was heavy and she pushed her B-cup breasts against me.

"Hey, if you're really not mad anymore... how about we do that thing?"

"Uh... what thing?"

"You know! That... special thing I like to do."

"Okay... sure. Why don't you walk me through it?"

She got up, walked to the other side of the room and turned her back at me. I just sat there on the bed, not knowing what to do. Then she turned around, all coy and girlish. Her legs were crossed and she nibbled her fingernail, with her other hand behind her back. She looked as if she was about to say something like 'I've been a bad girl, Professor'. What she did say fucked me up big time.

"Hey, Matt. I need to ask you a favor..."

What the hell! Did she know it was me? Had I done something wrong? I knew I could make people see people as other people! I could people people and -

"You see... Troy and I are having sex but I don't know if I'm good enough at it." she spoke with such a girlishly seductive voice, that was when I realized she was role-playing. And I was playing myself!

"So..." I started, trying to play along. "What can I do to help?"

"Well, for starters. You could teach me how to fit a big, fat cock aaall the way down my pretty little throat."

"But, you're my sister. My little sister."

"I know, I'm just so awful. But, please, I need my big brother to teach me how be a good little slut."

"Well... we shouldn't do this. But since you need my help, I'll do what I can."

"Oh, thank you Matt! I have the best big brother in the whole wide world!"

She was really living her character. I'd never guess she had an older brother fetish. Was this the thing Jordan had told me about?

"So, first thing you need to do is, get down on your knees."

"Okay, Matt."

I stood up, took off my pants and underwear, revealing my hard seventeen cm cock.

"Oh, wow." she gasped, and suddenly broke character. "Troy, it's way bigger than usual."

"Just carry on." I said, not feeling all that bad about the complement.

She strode over to me, on all fours, tongue out and ogling my dick with hungry eyes. She took it in her hands, gently and slowly jerking it.

"It's so big, Matt. I don't know if it will fit in my mouth."

"Well, that's why we have to practice, right?" I said, having accepted the situation. I thought of Jordan and Denise, who at this very moment were doing something very similar.

"Okay. Here I go." she said and put the tip of my dick in her mouth. She slowly swallowed more and more until my entire cock was down her throat. I realized that she didn't need any practice, it was all just part of the act.

She pulled away. Licking her lips, she looked up at me, thinking I was her boyfriend but pretending her boyfriend was me. Again she took my entire cock, and greedily yet skillfully bobbed up and down on the length of my member. Jesus, was my entire family made of natural cocksuckers? Her speed was rising, and her twirling tongue was working up a hefty amount of saliva. She released my cock from her mouth, and between the tip and her lips was the thickest string of spit I'd ever seen. She took it in her hand and spread it all over my dick as she jerked me off.

"I'm so sorry your sister is a dirty little whore, big brother."

"Well... oh my god. Well, I'm sure you'll make Troy happy."

"Mmm, yes. That's all I want to do."

This, for some reason, made me angry. I didn't want Troy to get any of this. Any of it. Hannah was my sister. She was mine. I realized I was about to cross yet another line, but Hannah had to become mine, body and soul. I often thought of her as much younger, even if she was just ten months younger than Jordan. The fact that she was TOTALY 18 now became apparent by her sheer skill at sucking dick. Probably thanks to that asshole Troy. And I was sure she wasn't a virgin. Then, I got an idea.

I pulled away from her, got up and put my dick back in my pants.

"What are you doing, Troy?" she said, hurt.

"This is just to weird for me." I lied. "You have issues, I'm out of here. This is over."

"No, wait! Troy! It's just make-believe!"

As I walked out her open door I turned and looked her in the eye.

Don't follow me. Stay in your room for half an hour, then come downstairs. By that time you will see me as Matt again

She stopped dead in her tracks as I walked down the stairs. To further the believability of my plan, I opened the front door and slammed it shut, never stepping outside.

I went into the downstairs bathroom, and took a shower. I struggled not to relieve myself. When I got out I wore nothing but a towel and sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

After about ten minutes of watching Con Air, Hannah came down the stairs, with a defeated look on her face.

"Hey, sis." I said happily.

"Uh... Hi, Matt." she said, avoiding my gaze.

"I noticed there were two plates in the sink. Had some company while I was out?"

"Yeah. Wh- where were you exactly?"

"Working late. Want to sit down for a spell?"

"Yeah, sure."

"So how was Troy? Any luck with the-" I asked, making a pissing noise.

"Stop it!" she shoved me, but sat down close beside me.

"Can I be honest?" I asked.

"Okay."

"You're too good for him."

"Really? You think so?" she said, blushing.

"I really do. I think you're amazing, and if I wasn't your brother, well..."

"Oh you perv!" she said, and gave my shoulder a light slap, but let her hand stay on my arm and soon took a cautious, affectionate hold of it. I turned to look her in the eye, drawing just a little closer to her face.

"I'm being serious. Sometimes, I honestly wish we weren't related."

"Matt... I'm your little sister." she sighed, lost in my eyes. I wasn't using any of my powers. I thought she might actually have a thing for me.

"I know." I assured, laying my thumb lightly on her lower lip. "But sometimes I just, I don't know, wish we were something-"

"More." she finished my sentence.

"Yeah." I whispered and kissed her.

The kiss was light at first, almost virgin-like. But then it steadily escalated, rising like a storm of tongues and lips and saliva. I grabbed her amazing, divine hips, and she wrapped her arms around me. I lay down on my back as we passionately – wildly – made out on the sofa. As she was lying on top of me, she could feel my stiffening cock through my towel. She opened the fabric and held my dick in her hands.

"It's so much bigger than Troy's..."

"I don't want you to be with him, Hannah. I mean it.

"Don't worry. He broke up with me."

"Then can you..."

"I don't know... We shouldn't be doing this..."

Don't be afraid to live out any of your sexual fantasies

"I mean, of course. I'd love to."

She then proceeded to hungrily devour my cock, she didn't even kiss or lick it first. She just swallowed the whole thing on the get go. She violently pushed her face up and down on my rigid member, as if her neck was a piston. This was really what she wanted, the only thing I had fooled her of was the whole Troy thing. And I hadn't made her want to suck me off, I had merely made her let go of her doubt.

"Oh god, your cock tastes so good, Matt! I've wanted to this for, like, two years!"

"Two years, really?"

"And I've wanted to do... things... with you, ever since I found out about sex."

"You're amazing at this."

"Thanks, Matt." she said, and started jerking my cock. "You know, whenever I'd do this with Troy, I'd always pretend I was sucking your big, tasty cock."

"You're serious?"

"Yeah... Even last time, I imagined it being you, and I swear to god this is what I imagined it being like. This long, hard, beautiful cock. I want to suck it, and I want you to fuck me like a whore, and I want you to stretch out my asshole."

"Wow. Just, wow."

"Oh god, I'm sorry!" she said, letting go of my dick and covering her eyes. "You must think I'm a fucking freak!"

"No, Hannah. That's not-"

"I just want you to do it with me like with Jordan."

"Wait, you... you know about Jordan and me?"

"Are you kidding? Last Sunday, when Denise came over? For, like, the first time in two years? You two went straight up to your room, and that thing with the key? Come on. I knew you were fucking the moment she looked at you. What I never would have expected was for you to be fucking Jordan too!"

"But, I just-"

"And the worst thing is that I, your sister, is having this crush on you, fantasizing about you, even asking my boyfriend to pretend to be you sometimes – and here you are, having sex every other night with your other sister!"

I got up and kissed Hannah hard on the mouth.

"I'm going to be fucking you too, from now on. If that's what you want."

"It is. Fuck's sake, it really is. But you're doing it with two other girls and I can barely-"

You're completely fine with me having sex with other girls. You like to join them and can enjoy sex with them as well

"- understand what's happening to me. What is going on with you? What is up with you!?"

"Hannah, listen. Denise and Jordan and I, we have this deal. An arrangement."

"Where you fuck."

"It's more than that. They are, well, no need to sugar-coat it, my own personal whores."

"Your whores?" she said, and just as I'd expected, she was getting off on the word.

"Yeah. Denise has already agreed to be my sub, my sex slave. And Jordan says she isn't interested in any other guy but me. Hannah, do you want to be my whore, too?"

"I..."

"To be my own little, dirty slut?" I grabbed her hand and put it on my hard cock.

"Oh, Matt... I..."

"Are you my little slut?" I whispered in her ear.

"I don't know if..."

"Say it. Are you, or are you not, my little, horny, filthy, obedient – slut?"

"Yes!" she finally folded. "Oh god, yes! I'm your slut. I'm your fucking whore, Matt!"

"Then show me that fucking pussy. I'm going to fuck my little sister's cunt until it breaks."

"Oh fuck yes." she breathed and got down on her back, spreading her legs for me.

It occurred to me that she never would have gone this far, if I hadn't given her the command to feel free to do what she wanted. This side of Hannah that I had unleashed, was the side that most of us only keep in our sexual fantasies, the part of our imagination where there are no consequences. And now I fully realized, that was now my reality. I shoved my cock right into her pussy, and unashamedly pummeled her hard. Violently and without mercy, I fucked her sweet, smooth cunt and she screamed in pleasure as she clawed at my back.

I didn't last more than two minutes like this. I pulled out and came a jet stream of cum on her tight dancer's stomach.

"Oh yes..." she sighed. "I have the best fucking older brother in the whole fucking world."

As I looked on my youngest sister, whose mental filter I had completely removed, who now was an open gate where all her wildest fantasies could come rushing out unhindered, I felt stares on me.

"Well, well, well." Jordan said, holding Denise's hand like a couple. "Welcome to the team, sis."


Chapter 11: Malpractice Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Foundations of a Harem

I was supposed to have coffee with Rose the following day, but there were some complications regarding getting out of bed. I opened my eyes, not as a result of my alarm clock going off, but from the sensation of three beautiful girls hungrily devouring my crotch.

In the middle was Denise, playfully sucking the tip; to the right was Jordan, licking my shaft up and down like a lollipop; and finally to the left was Hannah, gorging herself on my balls.

"Good morning, sleepy head." Jordan said with a chuckle.

"Did you sleep well, Master?" Denise asked in a submissive tone, before she swallowed my dick until only an inch remained.

"Yeah, I slept – oh god – fine, thanks. You're getting really good at that, Denise."

"Thank you, Master." she giggled after letting go of me. She seemed to really take pleasure in the role of a submissive. I couldn't tell if it was solely because of my command, or if she truly was a sub at heart. Maybe it would be better not to wonder.

The accumulative pleasure I got from these three beauties – two of whom were my sisters – was overwhelming, and I ended up cumming right in Denise's face. The white semen sprayed her and stuck on her nose and just above her eyes and her shocked face, along with the cum, made for a hilarious scene. Both Jordan and Hannah burst out in laughter, and a moment later Denise joined them.

"Sorry, girls." I said. "You just caught me off guard."

"But that's the great thing about morning wood." Jordan assured me.

"What is?" I asked, and she grabbed my still erect dick and started jerking it slowly and hard.

"It stays up."

The three girls had been on their fours with their asses in the air for the last 45 minutes. They had been taking turns getting fucked from behind, and whenever I was busy with one I'd finger the others. I'd fuck them like an animal for about five minutes each, then they'd turn around and suck me till I was rock hard again, never letting my dick get even mid-slack. Then, when it was again at the peak of its hardness, they'd turn around again and the cycle began anew.

As I was coming down on Hannah's pussy like a piston, I stuck my thumb into Jordan's asshole.

"Oh! Matt, you knocking on the back door now?"

"What's that?" Denise asked, not getting what Jordan meant.

"I'll show you." I said and stuck my other thumb in Denise's butt.

"Oh. Ow!"

"Does that hurt?" I asked, seriously concerned.

"No, it's... it's just your thumb, right? It feel great. Master..."

"That's good."

I started moving my thumbs in and out of their assholes, never seizing in fingering their cunts. Hannah was making growling noises as her big brother wrecked her pussy, and I felt like trying something new. I took my dick out and started teasing her ass with the tip, like a hammer right before you hit the nail. At first, Hannah made a disappointed whine, but as she felt the tip of my penis knocking on her anus, I started to hear the anticipation in her breathing. Slowly, and using only my hips, I gradually pushed myself inside her ass.

"Oooooh my fucking god!" she yelled in voice larger than I thought her small yet curvy frame could muster.

I started moving, gently and not very deep, of course. I didn't want to wreck her ass on the first try, but I recalled she had said something along those lines.

"Does that feel good?" I asked in a slightly mocking tone.

"Yes! Fuck yes, it feels so fucking good!"

"Who's got the best cock?" I urged her on.

"You!"

"Who?"

"You! My older brother has the greatest cock ever. Fuck me. Fuck me! Oh, fuck me and cum in my ass!"

"What the HELL is going on here!?" Mom yelled somewhere in the background.

Wait...

Oh shit.

Mom was standing by the door, which she had opened without any of us noticing. She wore the most distressed look of disbelief and panic I had ever seen, and her face was so red I thought she'd blow up any second.

The three girls and I were frozen in place. Both of my thumbs were still inside Denise and Jordan's asses, and more than two inches of my cock had gone inside Hannah's anus.

"I said what in god's name is going on here!"

I blacked out for a minute before I realized, this didn't need to be a problem at all!

The three of us fuck. Be completely comfortable and supportive about it, but keep it a secret

"Well, Mom," I started. "Hannah and Jordan and Denise and I, we were just playing around." I said, feigning at being a bit embarrassed. In truth, I knew I had this under control.

"Well, I can see that." Mom said, visibly calming down. "But please, for goodness sake, keep it down a bit will you? It's not even 09:00 on a Saturday. People are sleeping.

"Sorry, Mom." Hannah whimpered. "I got a little over-excited."

"I'll say. And Matt! Don't do it in your sister's butt without using lubrication, what kind of son did I raise!"

"Sorry, Mom. It was an impulse decision."

"Anal sex should never be an rash decision." she said pointing her finger at me. "It should be cleaned properly beforehand and you should use plenty of Vaseline. If your sister has an accident on your bedroom floor YOU will have to take care of it."

"I will, Mom. Sorry we made so much noise."

"And Denise. How lovely to see you again." my mom made an angelic smile at my hot neighbor.

"It's nice to see you too, Mrs. Almquist."

"Oh please, it's just Ms. nowadays. Well, I'll let you keep on at it. Just keep it down and use protection for crying out loud. To have raised such irresponsible children I'd never-"

Her voice faded away as she shut the door and walked down the stairs. We all exchanged looks of astonishment at what had just happened.

"That," Hannah broke the silence. "Was hot."

"Was it just me," said Jordan, not paying any attention to Hannah. "Or did she just act like she was totally fine with this?"

"It was like we were just playing music too loud." Denise added.

"There have been times when she was more pissed off because I'd been playing Mario Kart to loud. Matt?" she looked at me. My thumb was still up her butt.

"What?" I asked.

"Did you do something?"

"Like what?"

"Well," Denise started. "It is kind of strange how easily you got us all in this... situation..."

"I never did anything against your will, did I?" I didn't know what else to say. I was perfectly aware that I had basically brainwashed these girls to have sex with me, but as things were now they were completely on board with it, so it was all right, right?

"Well, no of course you didn't." Hannah said. "We're all here cause we want to, right?" She looked at the other girls.

"Hell yeah." Jordan assured her. "Matt, you've got the best dick I've had in my life. And whatever reservation I felt at first, with us being related and all, is gone now. I honestly don't care."

"I want to keep on doing it." Denise said. "After all, I agreed to be yours. I wasn't kidding around when I said you owned me. I belong to you, and I'll do whatever you say."

"I will, too." Hannah stated.

"And as long as you keep asking me to fuck you," Jordan added. "You'll hear no argument from me."

"And what about Mom?"

"She just said she was fine with it."

"And you guys are fine that she's fine with it?" I asked, wondering if maybe I had done something to make the girls accept this really strange incident so readily. Being caught in an incestuous group sex session by your mom, and then having her being more or less completely fine with it with no argument... it just didn't feel normal that they would just accept Mom's reaction this easily. It must have been because I, on some level, wanted it all to go as smoothly as possible.

In truth, this wasn't the first time I'd suspected that my power was to some extent subconscious. I had previously been able to perceive the experiences of Jordan and Denise, even though we were in two completely different places. This lead me to believe that some kind of connection was always there, whether I chose to do something or not.

In any case, this new development gave me an idea.

At around three I was sitting at the café on the strip where I had spotted Rose less than a week before. After some 'persuasion' I had made her spend a surprisingly fun time with me, and after finding out she was gay, I had used my power to make her bi. To be honest, I still wasn't sure if hadn't completely messed her up by changing such a basic thing in her psychology. But I liked her, and I wanted to get to know her more – and like I said before, power corrupts.

She appeared soon after I arrived, and after a smile and a wave she sat down at my table.

"Hey," she said, still smiling.

"Hi there." I said back.

"How you've been?"

"Good. You?"

"Eh... a little weird, like I said on the phone. There's been some stuff going on with me lately, I... Oh, but you don't want to hear about that. I see you're wearing the jacket you bought."

I was. The day we had gone to a thrift shop I had bought a brown-reddish leather jacket, which I had taken a real liking to.

"Yeah, I really like it. You read a lot of books, right? Finished anything since last we met?"

"Well, remember how you mentioned you'd done the illustrations for that one edition of Ronia the Robber's Daughter?"

"Yes. You didn't find one, did you?"

"I did! You were right about the book, it's obviously for a bit younger audience, but it was just dark enough to keep me interested."

"I especially like the part with the big bird-things."

"The harpies, yes! You drew them so well!"

"Haha. Well, thank you."

At this our conversation stopped, and we spent a few minutes simply looking each other in the eyes. Rose was as gorgeous as last I saw her. Her pale, round face. Her cute, pink lips. Her eyes that hinted of a faint Asian heritage from somewhere in her family. Her short dark brown hair made her look kind of boyish, but somehow this only made her exceedingly pretty features even more endearing. Only now we noticed that our hands had been moving across the table, our fingers just about to touch.

"Uhm..." I mumbled. "Didn't you say that you were... you know?"

"Gay?" she said, just barely able to hold down a small chuckle.

"Well, yeah."

"Yeah, see that's the thing that's been messed up this past week."

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

"I guess. I mean, you're kind of-"

"What?" I asked, wondering what rationalization her mind had come up with after my last suggestion.

"Okay. Let's just say, my whole life I've never been interested in boys. I've always been more comfortable around girls and have always found them more attractive. And yet, since the day we met I've been thinking of you more and more. I recognize this feeling, I've just never had it for a man, and it's turning everything upside down for me."

"So what you're saying is-"

"I like you, Matt. And I would like it very much if we started seeing each other. There, I said it." she leaned back and sighed, like after a long day at work right after you throw yourself unto the couch.

"Well," I said in return. "I would like that. Because I really like you too."

She smiled, and I leaned closer. Perhaps not a smart move, because then she hesitated and reclined. This wasn't a problem, of course. I had a failsafe for things like this now.

Kiss me, I sent into her

She leaned closer too, and first our fingers touched. Then or lips did the same.

The smile that had bloomed on Rose's face when we had finished our kiss was the stuff of dreams, and I realized on the train ride home that I might actually be happy to pursue an actual relationship with her on the side of my little harem. Now, however, I was back home, just enjoying a calm dinner with my mom and sisters. We chatted, ate, and had a good time. When the plates were almost empty Hannah shocked me when she downed a glass of water and spoke.

"Mom, mind if I suck Matt's cock here in the kitchen?"

"Not at all, dear. Just don't spoil the rest of your appetite."

"I won't. Thanks." she said and turned to me seductively.

She went down under the table and undid my pants as Mom went on as usual. Jordan and I shared a brief look of astonishment. Neither one of us had expected Hannah to take advantage of the situation like this. Hell, I should have thought of it.

Letting my dick out of my pants and carefully stroking it, Hannah started licking it and making noises of utmost pleasure. Judging from the sounds she was making, she was enjoying the taste of my penis far more than the food.

Jordan and Mom kept chatting away while Hannah was blowing me, her head moving back and forth like a piston, devouring the whole length of my dick with no effort at all. I could feel her tongue swirl around my shaft as I grabbed her head under the table and took control of her movements. Mom had to raise her voice a bit to be heard over the sound of Hannah's gagging, but other than that she didn't act any differently than any other night.

I finally gave Hannah some rest, pulling her cute little head away from my throbbing cock.

"Amazing..." she said distantly.

"Hey Mom?"

"Yes, Matt?"

"Mind if Hannah and I do it for a little bit?"

"Not at all."

"Perfect. Thanks."

Jordan gave me a look of disbelief when I lifted Hannah and put her on the table, shoving my dick deep in her pussy.

"Oh yes! Yes, that's so good. My big brother's cock is the fucking best!"

"Hannah! Watch your language."

"Sorry Mom."

The sheer absurdity of the situation had me going, and I didn't waste it a bit. I thrust my dick into my little sister with all the power my hips could muster. Mom and Jordan could barely speak over Hannah's panting and my own murmuring grunts, so instead they both just watched the show in awe. I tilted my head down to give Hannah a passionate kiss, and noticed that Jordan's hand was down her pants, rubbing and rubbing. I felt a surge building up in my urethra. I knew I wouldn't last long.

"Jordan," I said. "Help Hannah out, would you?"

"Sure thing, Matt."

I sat down in my chair, both Hannah and Jordan obsessively licking my shaft. Much to our mother's interest, my youngest sister started sucking my balls as Jordan swallowed my entire cock with a look of ecstasy painted on her face. Suddenly I had an idea. A terrible one, most likely, but lately I'd learn not to worry to much about consequences. Furthermore, a man's judgment is never as skewed as when his dick is getting sucked.

"Mom," I said, sending my thoughts into her. "Would you kindly come and help us out here?"

"Why, sure, honey." she said as if I'd asked for help with the dishes.

She got up from her chair and went down on her knees in front of me, opening her mouth like I wanted to. I didn't need to tell her anything. Everything was streaming from my mind into hers like a rushing torrent. At the time I didn't give it much thought, but the fact that my power was becoming less and less manual and more shorthand would eventually lead to trouble. Right now, however, the only thing in my mind was the amazement of seeing my two sisters jerking my cock until it splashed a stream of cum unto my mom's face.

A moment's pause ensued where I simply observed how droplets of sperm dripped from my mother's chin down unto her still very ripe breasts, her cleavage surprisingly visible in her tight cotton sweater. Hannah and Jordan were dutyfully cleaning my dick as mom was scraping my cum of her cleavage with her fingers, sucking them while making satisfied noises.

"Why, Matt." she said. "Your seed is really quite delicious."

My cock sprung into a salute, and I felt an unbeatable urge to violate my mother right there. It was depraved, sure, even more so than fucking my sister as I had done. But I didn't care. I could get away with it. Would get away with it. Hell, I would get away with most anything I tried.

"I think we can do with some changes in this household." I said, almost a bit absent-mindedly.

My sisters and my mom just smiled and nodded their heads, and I felt ready for another round.


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