Out of the Whiteness Ch. 01
Young man awakens from a coma with new powers.
This story is dedicated and inspired by one of the first authors, I ever followed. Caesar started showing up on boards and story sites in the late 90's. I think he is long retired as an active author but his stories linger on. I hope he approves of my creation.

This is a complete fantasy. All participants in the sexual activity are over the age of 18. Since this is my world, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are not usually mentioned unless part of the sex.

Please read, enjoy, and vote. I respond to all comments.

Thanks.

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The world was white. Just white. I was laying on my back surrounded by white. I tried to turn my head but it wouldn't move. I tried lifting my arm, maybe wiping my eyes would allow me to see more. Nope, it wouldn't move. Being surrounded by white was like being in a cocoon. It was very fatiguing. Everything turned dark.

The next time I opened my eyes, at least I think I opened them, I was still in the white cocoon. I couldn't see my body, I couldn't move, I could only see white. Very fatiguing.

Again I opened my eyes. Maybe it would be more accurate to say my eyes opened of their own accord since I don't remember opening them of my own volition. The cocoon was still surrounding me with its whiteness. I couldn't move any part of me. I assumed I had a full body connected to my eyes, I think I was supposed to have one but I couldn't see anything beyond the whiteness. Very fatiguing.

Another passage of time, I assumed time still moved on despite the whiteness of the cocoon. Still no sounds, no movement, just white. But, what's this? A different kind of whiteness. More like a yellow. A bright yellow. A small circle of yellowish piercing through my cocoon. Very fatiguing.

The next time I was conscious of my environment, the white had faded a small amount. I don't think I could explain the difference but I realized there was a slight tinge of yellow to the whiteness. Excitedly, I tried to lift my arm again. Nothing. No effort rewarded me with anything different. Very fatiguing.

This time was different. The whiteness was devolving. I could see a variety of colours through the whiteness. Just hints of them really. The whiteness still ruled my consciousness. Was I conscious? Was this what was supposed to be? Very fatiguing.

We have progress. Directly in front of my eyes was the bright yellow light shining through the whiteness. It was eventually replace with a full spectrum of colours but only in the circle surrounded by the cocoon of whiteness. Very fatiguing.

Now, this was different. I was straining my eyes to see beyond the whiteness. To rediscover the colours from the different time. No joy. Just a circle of darkness within the cocoon. Very fatiguing.

What! The colours were back. They were pushing back the cocoon. There were now more colours than whiteness. I tried to move myself again. To wriggle my toes, lift my arms, anything. I still didn't even know if I had anything to move but, by now, I knew I was supposed to have arms and legs and all the connecting body parts. Time seemed to have some validity for me now as it seemed like I was examining the colours for a longer period of time. Maybe. Very fatiguing.

Oh my gawd, the colours were back! The center of the colours was a bright yellow. It was hurting me. The whiteness had been pushed back until it was only in the fringes of my eyesight. The yellow disappeared. The colours filled in the hole where the yellow had been. Those colours were moving, shifting, changing even. Very, very fatiguing.

Things were entirely different this time around. The whiteness was gone. Disappeared just the way it first appeared. Once it was there and then it wasn't. I tried to look around the new cocoon of lights. I couldn't see anything any clearer except that the colours were still shifting, still moving in a rhythmic sort of way. There seemed to be a definite pattern to the movement. I gave myself a big thumbs up. At least I think I did. Now, I realized it when the darkness overcame me. Fatiguing.

Yes! I woke up! This was a huge improvement. I recognized the darkness as sleep and knew it was a necessary function of the body. The body? I knew I was supposed to have arms and legs and everything in between. Even feet and hands. I tried to look around me but could only see opaque, snake like things coming towards me. I'm not sure how but I recognized they were tubes. That recognition allowed me to jump to the conclusion I was in a hospital. Extremely fatiguing. I went back to sleep.

Again, I woke up but understanding now that I was refreshed from my sleep. My eyes saw that the whiteness was completely gone and that the colours had taken shape. I think they were people but they were indistinct as yet. I could still see the tubes though. I couldn't move my body parts despite trying very hard. I was certain at this time that I was in a hospital room but the why of it escaped me. I allowed my eyes to shut.

"Mommy, I told you his eyes opened," said the eighteen year old girl to her mother.

"You're right, they definitely opened," replied her mother. "I think I even saw some twitching in his arms and legs."

"Mommy, is he coming back to us?"

"Yes, baby, I think he is. Let's see what the doctor thinks the next time he is in."

It was different this time. My eyes didn't open on their own. Something forced them open and the bright light blinded me with its intensity. Things were certainly changing. My thoughts seemed less random, more concerted. I didn't like the light, it hurt my eyes.

"Get the fucking light out of my eyes!" I thought to myself.

The light disappeared as did my consciousness. I knew I was going back to sleep and smiled.

The doctor stood on one side of the young man while a nurse stood on the other. At the foot of the bed was his concerned mother. She was excited.

"Did you see that, Doctor? He smiled!"

The nurse was nodding her agreement with the excited mother's statement. The doctor had a perplexed look on his face.

"I did see the smile. It was right after I moved my light away from his eyes. I didn't get a good look behind his eyes but I didn't want to keep shining the light at him. But he did smile," summarized the doctor.

"He's going to be alright then. My son is coming back to us!" the mother exclaimed.

"Don't get to excited yet, Mrs. Ramsay. We're seeing progress but we still aren't sure how deep a level of coma he is in. Or was in. All we can do at this point is watch and see," said the doctor.

"Waiting is so hard," said my mother.

Things were changing for the better. When I opened my eyes this time, I remembered hearing the two voices talking and what they said. I knew one voice was a doctor and he was responsible for the bright light in my eyes. Didn't the bastard know that hurt?

My eyes shifted and I saw the contours of the space surrounding me. I already knew I was in a hospital and this had to be a hospital room. I tried to look down at my body, I knew I had one now, but couldn't see past the tubes in my mouth.

I needed to have a leak. I could feel a lot of pressure coming from my bladder. It was approaching being unbearable. Trying to move my hand to my groin was extremely difficult. Recognizing something, no, someone was holding my hand in place, I became angry.

"Let go of my hand right now," I thought to myself. Once again I tried to move my hand to the dick as soon as I recognized it was no longer restrained. With no success, I tried to move my other hand. It moved but not far enough. I really needed to pee. I shut my eyes.

Again, I heard voices. One was the doctor and there were two female voices as well. Nurses, I supposed.

One female voice was telling the doctor I spoke to her. I told her to let go of my hand. I knew I had thought that but I don't think I said anything.

"Mrs. Ramsay," began the doctor, "he could not have possibly spoken to you. The respirator tube is preventing him from talking..."

"Then take the fucking respirator tube out, chump!"

The doctor continued speaking. "But, I could pull the tube and see if he can breathe on his own at this point."

The mother smiled, as big a smile as she could.

"Great idea, chump, get a move on."

"Becky," the doctor said to the nurse, "Get ready to pull the tube. I'm going to wash up and be right back."

"Hurry it up! Chump."

Not soon enough, he was back. Wearing a surgical gown, a mask over his mouth, and gloves on his hands, he began to work on the removal. I could feel the jostling of the tube.

"He needs to cough as I pull this out," said the doctor to the room.

You can bet I coughed. The doctor removed the tube. I could feel it slithering up my throat and finally it was gone. The doctor stepped back from the bed and the mother stepped forward past the nurse.

"Doctor, he's not breathing!" she exclaimed.

Breathing? I was supposed to breathe? I didn't realize I was even holding my breath. Who ever thought about breathing? So. Breathing I did. I expelled what air I had left in my lungs after the forced coughing fit and sucked in a huge breath of air. The mother's hand tightened on mine as I started another coughing fit.

Being polite, I wanted to cover my mouth while coughing. Both my hands were restrained, one by the nurse checking my pulse and the other woman holding and squeezing my hand. The coughing continued.

"Will you two let the fuck go of my hands?" I thought with a surge of annoyance.

Suddenly, the hands were gone. I lifted one to cover my mouth while I tried to sit up in order to get the coughing under control. I couldn't move my torso as yet but I needed to stop coughing. I took as deep a breath of air as I could and held it.

All three people in the room moved closer to me since they thought I had stopped breathing again. I let the air in my lungs escape replacing it with much smaller gulps of air. I could feel myself still trying to cough but I fought the urge. Soon enough, I had myself under control and began to breathe normally. Hurray for me!

Letting my hand fall to my chest, I tried to clear my throat but it was too dry.

"I need a Pepsi, please," still thinking to myself.

The mother told the doctor I wanted a Pepsi. The nurse nodded in agreement. The doctor stood there, unmoving, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Pepsi, chump!" I was growing to dislike this guy a lot.

"He can't have Pepsi yet. It would be too hard on his system. It won't be able to handle the carbonation yet."

"Becky," he continued, "let's give him some ice chips and after awhile, if he has no adverse affects, you can give him small sips of water."

The mother, I assumed she was my mother, and the nurse began to move about following the doctor's orders.

"You can fuck off now, chump." Definitely annoyed by even his mere presence in the room. He left. I tried to turn my head and was successful. I could see the two women quite clearly.

The nurse, dressed in white, was a young woman about my age I guessed. Hmmph. I knew I was twenty. The woman was kind of attractive looking, having a good figure. She, Becky, looked like she had a cheery disposition.

The mother, my mother, was older. I knew she had me when she was only fifteen and my sister a year later. Both, my sister and I had the same biological father. He was a high school football star with a great record. In his senior year of high school, he was recruited by a top 10 college and given a scholarship. He didn't bother to even say goodbye to his woman or his kids. Fortunately, he blew out his knee in his first scrimmage. He lost his free ride without ever playing a game. He disappeared into obscurity, never to be seen by us in the future.

It was still amazing to me that I knew all this stuff and was remembering it.

"Don't worry about that deadbeat father of mine, Mom."

Mom chuckled. Becky looked at her with a question on her face. Mom replied to the unspoken question.

"For some reason, I was just thinking about Ricky's father. I don't know why. He's long gone from our lives."

I tried to speak but all I could muster was a rasping croak. "Like I said, Mom, don't even think about the prick. You've been a great mother to Melissa and me."

I only thought that since I still couldn't speak but Mom seemed to understand it. In response, she squeezed my hand and wiped her eyes with the other. She smiled at me so I squeezed back,

"Becky," exclaimed Mom, he squeezed my hand! He squeezed my hand! He's going to get better!" She was so pleased with my effort that I squeezed her hand again.

The ice chips melting in my mouth were a godsend. But the more the melted ice trickled down my throat, the more I wanted a drink. I tried to tell my Mom that. I was better with that speech thing this time. Although still raspy, we could all make out the word "water".

"Becky, do you think we can try giving him some water now?"

"We can try," the nurse replied. "Just teeny sips though until we see how he reacts.

"Good girls," I thought to myself and saw smiles brighten their faces.

Mom held my head up while Becky poured an extremely small amount of water into my mouth. Oh, heavenly elixir! I tried to get out the word "more" but was unsuccessful. I nodded my chin hoping Becky would understand. She did. Small sip after sip.

I don't know who was more surprised, me or them, when I sat up. It certainly wasn't easy but I found the energy to accomplish the task. Sitting up so suddenly, I had to fight off the waves of dizziness that were doing their best to knock me back down. I hung on to the bed rails in order to keep myself upright. I was liking this movement thing.

Mom was doing her best to hold me up as well. While Becky was frantically pushing the call button and yelling for help, I checked out my mom.

She was a very petite woman. Maybe just over five feet tall and weighing, perhaps, a hundred and ten pounds. Muriel, my Mom, had long dark hair that fell to her shoulders in waves. A very pretty face with a cute little nose and warm, plush, and inviting lips. Sort of a Cupid's bow to them. Allowing my gaze to wander further, I saw that my Mom had a nice rack. I knew her breasts were a 34C. Apparently she was quite top heavy, I chuckled to myself.

Mom heard the chuckle and smiled even more.

"Thank you, baby," Mom said to me as she hugged my head to those juicy breasts of hers. She continued giving me small sips of water as medical personnel flooded into the room. The chump was the last one in and had to force his way through the crew surrounding my bed.

"I don't think you should be holding him up. It's too soon for that. Let him lay back down." Mom removed her hands from my back but I stayed sitting up since my hands were still clutching the bedrails.

"This is amazing," thought the doctor to himself. He tried to push against me gently. I shook my head no and remained clenched to the bed rails. He pushed harder.

"I don't want to lie down, chump! I want more water and I need to use the bathroom."

The doctor stopped pushing on me. "You have a catheter, a tube into your bladder, that allows you to urinate whenever you need to. Just relax and let it flow."

Trying and getting nowhere, still unable to speak, and Mom continuing to pour water down my throat, I became annoyed yet again.

"I want it out, chump!"

Almost as if he could read my thoughts, the doctor said to the room, "It's too soon to remove the catheter. He'll get used to it and the urine will flow."

"No! Take it out, chump." Gawd, this guy was a huge pain in my ass.

Mom heard me and asked the doctor if they could just try removing the catheter in order to see what would happen.

"Good mom." She started rubbing my back slowly.

The doctor still hesitated.

"Out, chump!"

"I guess we could try," the doctor sort of muttered to himself.

"Becky, get me a syringe to deflate the bubble holding the catheter in place. And, get me another setup in case we have to reinsert it," he ordered.

"Good chump."

"Young man, you shouldn't refer to me as a chump."

All eyes in the room turned to him since no one knew what he was talking about. There wasn't a person in the room that heard me speak. Mostly since I hadn't spoken. I had thought it. So he can hear me thinking, can he?

Waiting for Becky to return, I gave more attention to Mom. She was certainly a sexy little thing. I wished I could tap that. Mom's backrub changed to gentle caresses mingled with the scratches I loved as a child. At this age, they weren't just comforting, they seemed to be turning me on. Mom had a great big grin on her face.

I hadn't actually thought anything specific to her. I was confused. The realization came to me that Mom had sensed my mood, the pleasure and the sexiness of her scratching my back.

Returning with the new catheter tray and a syringe, the doc did his thing, deflating the balloon holding the catheter in place and gently pulling it out. The movement of the catheter tickled but didn't hurt.

"I need to go to the bathroom," I thought to the room in general.

An old, ugly nurse asked the doctor if she should get me a urinal bottle since I couldn't get up yet.

"Yes, I think that would be a smart thing," he replied to the nurse.

Before anyone could even move, I thought, "You can get out of my face now, chump, and take everyone but Mom and Becky with you."

"Everyone out," ordered the doctor. "Becky, you can stay with him and see if he can manage to urinate on his own without the tube."

"Yes, Doctor," said Becky to his retreating back. Becky found a urine bottle in the cabinet beside my bed along with a facecloth and towels.

"I'll just clean him up and then we can try getting him to go in the bottle. There's just no way he can get to the bathroom yet."

Mom agreed even as she continued scratching my back. Since I was wearing a hospital gown, open in the back, she was able to achieve skin on skin contact. I was loving it.

As Becky scrubbed my groin area, trying to get the tape residue and other crap off me, my chubby grew into a full on hard on.

"Wonderful," I thought. "It still works!"

Mom and Becky nodded and grinned at each other. They seemed to be sharing my pleasure at the news.

Becky finished with the cleansing of my dick, still hard and waiting.

"He's not going to be able to pee with an erection," she said.

Mom asked what they could do.

"Fuck me!" I thought. "Jerk me off!"

Becky looked at Mom and said slyly, "Since we can't fuck him, we could do it the old fashioned way."

Mom replied, "Old fashioned? You mean, jerk him off?"

"Exactly," said Becky already stroking my dick. "Should I do it or do you want to do it?"

Mom hesitated a moment before removing her hand from my back. It didn't move far before she pulled her hand back, almost slapping me.

"You'd better do it," said Mom, her eyes riveted to my dick and Becky's stroking hand.

"You ladies just don't know how great this feels. Kiss me, Mom."

Definitely hearing my thoughts, Mom leaned in to give me a kiss on the lips. Her tongue ran all across my lips capturing the dry skin with her lips. Mom didn't stop kissing me. My cock jerked causing Becky to jump, when Mom first slipped her tongue past my lips.

Nurse Becky was doing a great job at jerking me off. This was obviously not the first cock she had handled in a sexual manner. It didn't take long for me to dribble out a small amount of semen. It wasn't much but it did allow my cock to soften somewhat.

Mom gave me another lingering, passionate kiss. So did Becky for that matter. I did my best to thank them out loud but my voice was still just a croak.

Becky inserted my prick into the bottle, holding it there while Mom rubbed my balls. Rubbed my balls? Where did that come from?
"Fuck!"

Mom shook her head sadly yet continues rubbing my balls.

Becky said, "We can't. Not yet, honey."

Not yet what? Fuck me? They can "hear" my thoughts. Not all of them but particularly the strong ones. Hmmm... and they seem to want to do what I'm thinking. It's uncanny.

It was sometime later that I woke up again. The room was dark but I knew it was night and the lights were turned off. I was alone in the room. I guessed this wasn't the first time I had been left to myself. Becky had to go home in between shifts. Mom had to go home to get some rest.

I was taking advantage of the quiet, giving some consideration to my situation. Not knowing what happened to bring me to this hospital was a big mystery. An explanation would come, I was sure.

Hearing people's thoughts and making them do things I wanted done was also a mystery. The only thing I knew for sure was that it was happening. Well, I think it was happening. Perhaps I was hallucinating.

A nurse disrupted my thought process by coming to check my vitals. She lifted the sheet covering me to check the urine bottle between my legs. Since it was quite full, she removed it, very ungently, and walked away to empty it.

While she was on the other side of the room, I checked her out. Not in great shape as far as her body went. Not particularly attractive even, kind of ugly really. I still wanted her to suck my cock and thought it to her.

It was an odd situation for me. The old woman stood there shaking. It was as if she was fighting the urge to suck my cock. I decided to try again. I was annoyed.

"Get over here and suck my cock, bitch."

She shuddered a couple more times before walking back to my side. When she could reach it, she lowered the bedrail before pulling the blanket down and my hospital gown up. With no further hesitation, she took my dick in hand and lowered her head to it.

She hesitated a few moments while holding my cock just millimeters away from her mouth. I was able to hear the argument she was having within herself.

"I have never put a penis in my mouth before. Why do I want to do it now? This isn't right. I don't even know how to do it."

I tried something new. Remembering a scene from a porn movie I had downloaded, I tried to project it to her.

"What is happening? Why am I thinking like this? It can't be too awful. She seems to be enjoying it. I've never seen this before. Why am I thinking it? I'm just going to get this over with.

With an apologetic look on her face, she took my prick in hand and shoved it into her mouth. I just lay there watching, not saying a word.

She seemed to choke a bit but she kept my dick in her mouth. I'd like to say I lasted for hours but, truth be told, this was my very first blowjob. In fact, it was my very first sexual contact with another person. And, I was enjoying it.

Note to self, find out how long I have been here. I had a significant build up of sperm in my body. The earlier dribble had not been sufficient No doubt because I had not been able to perform my twice daily exercise of my cock for some time. I don't know how long.

When sperm began to explode out of my cock and into the old lady's mouth, I felt a similar feeling to when I jerked off but more intense, more gratifying. I spurted time after time into her mouth. Before long, my cock seemed to settle down, deflating as she took it out of her mouth.

Once I was fully removed, she ran back across the room and started spitting my cum into the sink. I remembered the old spit or swallow debate my buddies and I had. There had never been a definite conclusion reached. I now knew the right answer. I didn't care, I didn't need it back or anything.

I guess the gentlemanly thing to do would be to say something nice to her. Or even think something to her. Instead I went to sleep.

When I woke up, it was light out. Mom was there. Looking pretty hot too. She saw me looking in her direction and came over to me.

"How are you, Ricky? Feeling better?"

I tried to croak out an answer but had little success. Mom cradled my head against her breasts and fed me a glass of water. I liked the feeling of her breasts against my cheek almost as much as I liked the water.

"Erm...uhmm...I...am...fine....How are...you?"

"I'm great, now that you are getting better. I had the best sleep I've had in almost a year." Mom hugged me even tighter to her breast. I could almost lick a nipple.

I turned down more water and croaked out a request for a lozenge. Looking doubtful, Mom let me lay down on the bed again. My head turned, following her, as Mom bent over to look in her purse for the lozenge.

Mom was wearing tight jeans. They looked great on her ass, clinging to her extremely well shaped derriere.

"I wanna tap Mom's ass!" I thought to myself.

Mom immediately gave her butt a little shimmy. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. As she was standing up, Mom reached back and gave herself a light slap on her left buttock.

I realized Mom was reacting to my thoughts. I knew I needed to control those thoughts. They were too powerful. I needed to test my limits.

Mom placed the lozenge in my mouth. I sucked on it loudly for a couple minutes. When my mouth felt adequately moistened, I tried to ask Mom a question. What came out was, "don't remem."

Fortunately, Mom was able to translate.

"You don't remember how you got here, honey. I bet you don't even know how long you've been here. You poor baby."

I shook my head no. Mom put down the other bedrail in order to perch on the side. Mom leaned in to me. Much of my view was blocked by the top she was wearing and the boobs within. A loose red top, satin I think, that gaped open slightly giving me glimpses of the treasures hidden beneath the top.

Mom began to recite the story behind me waking up in the hospital.

"The accident happened last August, a couple weeks before school started back. It's June now, by the way, and school has just ended for the year. So you've been here for about ten months.

You and your buddies were just hanging out at the house when all four of you decided to go for a ride. You went in Steve's car. You were in the front passenger seat. The details aren't quite clear but there was a lot of joking around and Steve may have been texting. He denies it, of course. Anyway, you were t-boned at the corner of Annapolis and Church. They had to airlift you here. And here you've been ever since."

It took me a minute to consider what Mom had just told me. While I was thinking, I was also admiring the shape of Mom's boobs as seen through her top. I really wanted to kiss them. Mom beamed down at me as she shifted her position. Before I knew it, my face was buried in her tits. I used my mouth on them as much as I could for as long as I could. Mom helped by thrusting her breasts into my mouth, one at a time.

I had to wonder if I was always a horndog like this. Had I been up close and personal with her tits before? Enquiring minds wanted to know.

I continued to lay my head on Mom's boobs. Try as I might, I had no memories of the accident or earlier in the day. I could picture myself as a little kid and assorted memories. Pretty much a blank around the time of the accident until I woke up in the whiteness.

I was too tired for words. I thought to Mom, "Did any of my friends die?"

She answered as if I had spoken the words, of course.

"Everyone else in the accident, in both cars, walked away with just an assortment of cuts and scrapes. Nothing serious. For the first few months you were here, they all visited daily. I haven't heard from them in months though."

Mom got the idea I was tired and needed sleep when my eyes simply closed. Maybe I snored a little? I dunno. Very fatiguing.
Out of the Whiteness Ch. 02
Rick's powers continue to grow enticing new participants.
This story is dedicated and inspired by one of the first authors, I ever followed. Caesar started showing up on boards and story sites in the late 90's. I think he is long retired as an active author but his stories linger on. I hope he approves of my creation.

This is a complete fantasy. All participants in the sexual activity are over the age of 18. Since this is my world, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are not usually mentioned unless part of the sex.

Please read, enjoy, and vote. I respond to all comments.

Thanks.

Mum got the idea I was tired and needed sleep when my eyes simply closed. Maybe I snored a little? I dunno. Very fatiguing.

I opened my eyes the next morning to find myself alone yet again. Since I wasn't wasting my time feeling sorry for myself, I didn't mind the occasional solitude. It gave me time to review the activities of the previous day and their long-term ramifications.

As insane as it sounds, I was pretty sure, I had woken from the coma with a strange control of my thoughts and those of others. It seemed I merely had to think a specific thought and anyone in close proximity to me would receive the thought and comply with its instruction. I could even aim my thoughts at specific persons. To some degree I could also hear the thoughts of people close to me distance wise.

At this time, I had no clear idea of the limits of my abilities. Emotions such as anger seemed to intensify the compulsion to comply with my demands, umm, requests. And, the people I communicated with didn't seem to know it was me projecting my thoughts to them.

This was just so cool! Of course, as with any 19 year old guy, my first, and current, thoughts were of how much sex I could get out of these abilities. I also knew if I ever wanted to be free of hospitals, I couldn't tell anyone I possessed these powers or abilities . Otherwise, the rest of my life would be spent being poked, prodded, tested, etc. in the name of medical science.

That couldn't happen. That would limit my brand new sexual activities I was waiting to explore more fully. Nope, a secret it would remain.

My reverie was interrupted by a small whirling dervish at the door loaded with bags and boxes evidently for me. Mum was the whirler in question.

OMG, she looked awesome today. This little woman was a walking wet dream for any guy. She was wearing 4 inch heels, a short denim skirt that could almost be labeled a belt, and a blue halter top that allowed her breasts to move about.

I had a chubby just looking at her. My feelings must have seeped through to Mum as she ran her hands down her body, not touching anything, simply emphasizing what I was looking at. Mum came to me in order to kiss me good morning. My chubby really got excited when Mum just darted the tip of her tongue into my mouth.

I really wanted to reach out and hug her but my arms wouldn't lift sufficiently as yet. As a matter of fact, I would be starting physical therapy today. All of the muscles in my body that had laid unused for ten months needed to be taught their functions and how to achieve them. I'm not going to bore you with the details of the therapy itself as it doesn't include positive memories for me. I was treated to successively increasing bouts of torture three times daily for the following three months.

"Hi!" This was a new voice. It twigged a few chords in my brain so I knew it wasn't a brand new voice, I had heard it before.

The voice was attached to a vision of loveliness. This woman, my age approximately, stood about five foot three, had long blonde hair hanging almost to her butt. The hair seemed so soft I wanted to run my hands through it. This woman had the bluest eyes I could ever have seen.

And her body! Wearing a tight top, I decided her tits had to be a pair of 34C's. They hung high and proud on her chest with no indications of sag. When she turned to put down some items she was carrying, her leggings presented an ass to die for. Firm, well defined, and maybe just a teeny bit plump.

Mum seemed to have noticed my fascination with this woman. Mum had lowered the bedrail in order to perch on the bed at my side. She had one arm behind me, helping to hold my head up and close to her breasts, while the other hand rested on my thigh close to my ever present chubby.

"Ricky, you're looking so much better today. I'm sorry I couldn't be here yesterday but I had two finals," said the sexy blonde as she moved closer to my bed.

Mum mentioned a girlfriend yesterday. Was this her? She would definitely be my type. Or the type of virtually every heterosexual male on the planet. Many, many women too. I hoped this was my girlfriend. Fingers crossed.

"Ricky, don't you recognize me? Have I changed that much in a year?"

I just shook my head no. I couldn't remember this woman at all.

"Ricky, you're my big brother, I'm your sister Melissa."

Sister? Melissa? Not my girlfriend?

I tried to say something in response but my voice was still a mostly unintelligible croaking sound. Yeah, speech therapy would be in my future as well. Fortunately it was less torturous than the physical therapy would be.

I gave up trying to verbalize a response concentrating on hearing hers and Mum's thoughts.

"My son has a hard on again," thought Mum. "It is a very attractive cock. I liked rubbing his balls yesterday. Maybe we will get some time together again today. Where's Becky anyway?"

Mum began to caress my thigh moving her hand little by little towards my hardening dick. Melissa was thinking too.

"My poor, big brother. He looks awful, so scrawny, we need to get food into him, fatten him up. Look! Mum is rubbing his leg. She's awfully close to his cock."

Following my mental instructions, Melissa stepped up to the hospital bed and lowered the bedrails. She perched on the side facing me. When she was settled in, she threw her arms around me in a huge hug. The hug was fine but it was still a rather gingerly hug. My sister was being careful not to put too much of her weight on me. So, no body parts were touching me.

Melissa leaned her head towards me to give me a kiss on the cheek. My little sister, she was a year younger than me, ended up kissing me on the mouth as I turned my head just as her lips were about to touch my cheek. It was a good kiss but still a brother and sister kiss, close mouthed, no tongue.

This just wouldn't do. Not at all. I sent some thoughts Mum's way. She leaned down to give me a kiss on the mouth as well. But her kiss pushed the boundaries of a typical mother son kiss. The next one allowed my mother to dynamite those boundaries to smithereens.

Mum's tongue licked around my lips. I could taste her strawberry lip gloss. I liked it. Our lips remained meshed together as Mum inserted her tongue into my mouth seeking my own tongue.

A glance in Melissa's direction indicated she thought this was an erotic scene but she wasn't sure a mother should be kissing her son this way. I beamed her thoughts of excitement at the taboo nature of our kisses. Melissa gave me another kiss on the lips when Mum took a momentary break in order to catch her breath. Melissa's kiss could still be termed an intense kiss but remaining a brother sister kiss. Darn.

Melissa sat back up watching Mum. She could see that Mum's caressing of my thigh had moved to my wang. Mum had a very gentle grip on my dick, only partially closing her hand on it. It was both loving and erotic.

Mum kissed me more. We were in a full out makeout session. Lips nibbling on lips, mouths squeezed together, and tongues dancing in one mouth or the other. I don't know how much experience I had in this area but Mum radiated pleasure at our actions.

This time when Mum sat up, Melissa moved in. She still gave me brotherly pecks on the lips before lifting her limitations a little. My sister grabbed my earlobe with her teeth and began to twizzle it with her tongue. She was really getting into it when Doctor Chump and Becky entered the room.

"Good morning, ladies, how are we today?" asked Becky of my mother and sister while winking at me.

Trying not to look that they had been caught in a little foreplay, the women sat up straighter and muttered their responses to a grinning Becky.

"You shouldn't be leaning on Rick that way. Too much weight on him at this juncture could be harmful to his health."

"Shut up, Chump! Their weight on me is making me feel a whole lot better. My Mum, my sister, and Becky should cuddle with me all day." I wished I had a bigger bed.

"But, then again, Rick is getting stronger and he seems to be enjoying what you're doing to him. So continue," said the Chump. "In fact, Becky, you special these folks today. Maybe you can help with the cuddling as it seems it is giving him more strength."

Special duties meant Becky wouldn't be working with any other patients. Good Chump, I thought as he walked towards the door and, looked over his shoulder at me and smiled.

All three women were sitting on my bed with me. There was no kissing going on but all the girls were rubbing any portion of my body they could reach. Mum had not let go of my woody even once since the Chump had been in the room. The three women were chattering away about the normal things, none involving me. I lay back and gave in to enjoying their caresses.

Again, my relaxation was interrupted by a new voice at the door. Can't these people leave me alone for ten minutes? Sheesh. The guy at the door pulled an empty gurney into the room behind him.

"The doctor wants you transferred to another room," said the orderly. "There's an available VIP suite on the penthouse level. That's where you're going."

"We can't afford that!" Mum exclaimed. "Our insurance won't cover an upgraded room." Mum looked dejected.

"The charge nurse mentioned that to the doctor and he said you wouldn't be paying any more. He would talk to Billing and make sure of it."

I was happy. "Good, Chump," I thought. A faint voice came back with, "You shouldn't refer to me as Chump." I laughed my ass off. Well, to me it was laughter. To the women, it was just additional croaks. Yet, they smiled.

Twenty minutes later, I was installed in the new suite. It had to be like a luxury hotel suite. The main room housed my bed and was surrounded on three sides by windows giving a view of the mountains. There were window shades controlled by a remote. Man oh man, there was even a gas fireplace.

Running off the main room was a kitchenette. I couldn't see much of it but it looked like it had all the conveniences a typical kitchen would have: fridge, stove, oven, microwave. Just like home.

There were three more rooms off my main room but I couldn't see into them from my bed. Mum assured me they were wonderful and described them. There were two bedrooms, both complete with queen sized beds and TV's. The two bedrooms shared a bathroom. Mum described it as spa like. There was a vanity with double sinks, a roomy, glass enclosed shower, and an oversize soaker tum with jets.

If I didn't mention it before, my bed was king sized. It looked like a hospital bed under the sheets and comforter but was oversized. The sheets were a fine Egyptian cotton according to the labels, the comforter was the most comfortable I had ever used, in my few memories of course. The bed had room for three of us at one time. All four if we were really practicing togetherness.

Once again, there was someone at the door. Unlike downstairs, this door remained closed most of the time causing medical personnel to knock before entering. This door also had a lock on it that guaranteed our privacy. The someone at the door this time was the charge nurse.

"Welcome to the VIP floor. It has all the amenities you will need to make your stay here the most comfortable it can be. We encourage family members who wish to move into the bedrooms provided and come and go as you please.

Becky, you are going to special these folks. Your only duties will be to them and not to any other patients.

Do any of you have any questions?"

All four of us shook our heads no. This was more like it! Much better than being downstairs with people coming and going at their own whim.

"Lastly, Rick will be starting physical therapy tomorrow. The doctor thinks he needs another day of rest. He needs to get as much rest as possible in the meantime. It will be quite strenuous for the first few days."

Strenuous, my ass. I could see in the head nurse's head that she thought it would be very similar to medieval torture.

The nurse left and the three women began chattering amongst themselves. Not bothering to listen and exhausted from the move, I fell asleep.

I woke up with the movement of the bed. Mum and Becky were lying on each side of me. They were each facing me and I was laying on my back. Without any orders from me, each woman took one of my hands and placed it on their ass. I was going to enjoy this new standard of medical care!

Still without orders from me, the two women, Mum and Becky, began to make out with me. Lips and tongues kept alternating. I don't know which had the better technique but making out with Mum turned me on the most. Mum and Becky both had their hands on my chest when they began caressing me in time with their kisses. While one was making out with me, the other would rub and caress me. I loved it!

I think I forgot to mention that when they transferred me to the new bed, Becky gave me a sponge bath. She replaced the soiled hospital gown with comfortable flannel pajama pants from home. Becky and Mum were taking full advantage of my now naked chest.

I interrupted the kissing for just a moment in order to ask Mum where my sister was. She explained to me that Melissa had run home to pack suitcases for them since they intended to take up full time residence in the suite.

"We are going to make sure you feel great!" Mum said as she grabbed my cock and squeezed. Becky returned to our make out session. I was a little disappointed that Melissa wouldn't be joining us on the bed at this time but the two that were here soon forced my thoughts and attention back to them.

Although I still had very limited use of my arms, my wrists and hands were another matter. While Mum had moved to stroking my cock gently, I attempted to return the favour. My hands moved across their upper ass cheeks as much as they could. I used my fingers to squeeze and pinch those same cheeks.

There was no question in my mind that Mum had the better ass of the two. Mum's ass was full and firm, well toned and defined. It was difficult to pinch Mum's ass because it was so well muscled. On the other hand, Becky had a nice ass and it was just a little flabby. That allowed me to pinch her ass quite easily.

While I was concentrating on their two asses, Mum and Becky had undone my pajamas and fly. My hard on was fully available to the women. Both were stroking my dick and toying with my furry balls. I could wake up to this kind of treatment on a daily basis.

I had to lay back on the bed fully. I used the remote to angle the top of my bed enough that I could see what was happening at cock level. They were still stroking me.

Mum was the first of the duo to move on to the next level. Mum kissed the head of my dick. It wasn't a lingering kiss just a peckish sort of kiss. Mum leaned back and smiled at Becky indicating it was the nurse's turn. Becky gave me the same kind of kiss as Mum.

Moving in for the second kiss, it was a more lingering kiss. Mum's lips were slightly parted this time. Again, Becky emulated Mum's move. I had both hands clawing their way into both asses.

Kiss number three was intense. Mum's lips parted allowing her tongue to swizzle around the tip of my cock. Deciding to take the lead, Becky did the same as Mum again only she ended by swallowing my little head. I said intense and meant it. Pre-cum started to ooze from the slit in my cockhead.

Mum and Becky were now in a competition. I couldn't read anything in their thoughts except that there was a prick in front of them. Mum was able to swallow about half of my dick and sucked a few times before making space for Becky.

A new experience! Becky deepthroated me! Her nose was buried in my pubic hair. I imagine that was the beginning of her throat that was massaging me.

Mum conceded the cock competition to Becky. Becky continued working over my cock while Mum adjusted her position. Throwing each leg over me, my mother straddled me. I could feel my cock and Becky's head rubbing against Mum's ass. Since Mum's denim skirt was so short and she was wearing a thong, it was her actual skin rubbing against us.

Mum placed my hands on her breasts. I really, really liked this. My hands could close on them, cup them, squeeze them and caress them. Disappointment overcame me when Mum removed my hands. My disappointment did not last long.

With my hands resting on her thighs, my mother gracefully removed her top revealing two massive boobs being restrained by a bright yellow, satin and lace bra. They were beautiful. Even though much of her boobs were still covered, they were mouth watering. Those 34C's of hers drew my gaze to them and would not let me go.

Mum reached behind her to undo the clasps on her bra. I guess she was teasing me as she held the bra tight to her tits in the front. My mother shrugged her shoulders causing the bra straps to fall down on her arms. With a big grin on her face, Mum revealed her gorgeous, unblemished, round, firm, tits with just a hint of sag. My grin matched hers.

I'm not sure how I managed it, sheer willpower, I guess but I was able to lift my hands to Mum's tits. My mother's nipples were as hard as little rocks and poking my palms. I cupped Mum's boobs giving them little bounces.

Becky was still busying herself sucking my cock. The nurse was very good at it. Undoubtedly, she had a great deal of practice. Even though this was one of my first blowjobs, I recognized the oral skills Becs displayed were exemplary.

Although Becky could not see what Mum and I were doing from her position behind Mum, she decided to join in. One of her hands slithered past one of my mother's armpits to join one of mine on one of Mum's boobs. A lot of ones going on.

Having no personal experience with multiple partners, I couldn't help but get an even stronger hard on. My dick felt as firm as a miniature rocket in Becky's mouth. I soon figured out that Becky was holding up that boob of Mum's for me to suck on. So, I did.

I really wasn't sure where to go with this but, thinking of the hours and hours of porn I had seen, I locked my mouth around Mum's nipple. My mother had gorgeous nipples. They were about double the size of a pencil eraser and stuck out what must have been a full inch. Her nipples almost filled her areolae leaving very little of them beyond the diameter of her nipples.

I began to suck on Mum's nipple in my mouth. Since Becky was kind enough to hold my mother's tit up for me, I reserved my arm strength and focused on my mouth, my lips, my tongue, and my teeth as I played with my mother's nipple to my heart's content.

Sucking on it made Mum's nipple even harder. I lashed it with my tongue causing my mother to pull my mouth even tighter against her breasts. I wanted to explore more. My lips locked on Mum's nipple, gently tightening their grip on it. Using my teeth, I began to nip at her tit flesh that was not covered by nipple. I didn't bite hard on her breast but evidently Mum liked what I was doing since she was shivering and moaning out my name. Of course, that only heightened my pleasure. I began to wonder how long it would be before I would cum in Becky's mouth. I suspected it wouldn't be long since I could feel a building pressure in my balls.
With Mum's nipple back in my mouth, I grasped it with my teeth right at the bottom. My teeth gripped my mother's nipple tightly, but not too tightly, I hoped. I pulled my head up causing my teeth to scrape along her nipple. The intensity of Mum's moans increased.

This was it. My balls were pushing a full load into my cock which was swelling as a result. I wasn't capable of speech right then but as my cum began to spurt into Becky's mouth, I thought "I'm cumming, cumming, cumming."

Both women must have felt my thoughts as they began their own orgasms. Mum was first, she let out a series of yips as she pulled my head towards me allowing me to engulf much of her tit with my mouth. Becky followed suit as soon as the first ropes of cum began to overwhelm her tonsils.

We all completed our orgasms at roughly the same time. Both women maneuvered their bodies back to their original places beside me. They replaced my hands on their asses. Both of their hands were caressing my upper body right down to my balls. Their movements were causing my dick and I to jerk in spasm. Little bits of cum still dribbled out of the slit in my little head. Becky swiped it with her finger in order to give Mum a little taste.

Mum seemed to like my flavour as she pulled Becky's hand to her mouth and licked it clean of the residue. I think all three of us sort of dozed off.

I awoke sometime later. I needed to get a clock in this room. It didn't make that much difference to me but I think knowing the time is imprinted on our brains at an early age.

With just me in the room, my mind was free to run through my memories of the previous block of time. I was learning more and more about my powers each day. I knew that I could give strict orders, like I did with Doctor Chump and the ugly old nurse and they would obey. I could make relatively open ended suggestions that the recipient would ponder within themselves allowing the suggestion to grow in any direction the recipient wanted. I could reach into their minds allowing me to eavesdrop on their thoughts or just get a sense of their inner feelings.

I wondered if this was all or would I discover more powers or different powers. Like the fat sergeant in the POW camp that I had seen in an ancient TV series, I thought it was "Innterrreshting." Funny.

My attention was diverted back to reality when Mum and Becky returned to my room. Obviously, they had both showered as their hair still looked damp and the only body coverings they wore were huge, fluffy, terry cloth robes. I wondered if they had showered together. I hadn't meant it to be a direct question to them but they both nodded their hands in response.

I think they were going to join me on my bed again but I was very tired. I really didn't want company at that point in time. Mum and Becky sat down on the couch next to my bed. They seemed to sense my approval as they sat with their arms around each other, launching into a makeout session.

Even the knock at the door didn't interrupt their kissing of each other. But the knocks did make me stop leering at my two women and focus on the two nurses who had just entered.

They walked up to the other side of the bed opposite the side where Mum and Becky were located.

One nurse was a dirty blonde and the other a redhead. I had learnt to appreciate redheads from the porn I had seen. Both of these nurses were youngish, maybe in their mid twenties. It was hard to see through their shapeless uniform dresses what kind of figures they had.

The blonde nurse spoke first. "It seems you three were having a great time together just a little while ago,"

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"We could hear you all the way out at the nursing station," responded the redhead. "We all could."

I knew none of us were that loud. They must have felt my thoughts.

"We decided we wanted to give you a show," announced the blonde.

The two women turned towards each other, stepped forward and wrapped their arms around each other. Soon, the nursing duo was making out, tongues in the other's mouth. I could see their tongues pushing at each other's cheeks, their jaws trembling.

I was definitely enjoying this but I wanted to see skin. The two nurses continued their awesome kissing demonstration. To that they added rubbing their hands all across their mate's body. Hands cupped ass cheeks. They pawed at each other's chests. Then each began to undo the zippers on the backs of their uniforms.

It was almost like a stereo production. The two nurses moaned into each other's mouths from one side of the bed. And, Mum and Becky were doing the same on the other side of the bed. Yup, Mum and Becky must have picked up on my pleasure and were making out as well. Somewhere along the way, their robes had fallen away leaving them mostly naked.

I wasn't sure where to look as both sights were intriguing and provocative. I decided to focus on the nurses as Mum and Becky weren't going anywhere. My cock was definitely demonstrating its approval of the goings on in the room. I was able to get my hands on it but only on top of the blankets. My arms and hands were just too tired to accomplish anything more.

I really needed another set of hands to work on me. While I was deciding whether to interrupt Mum and Becky, another nurse came into the room stripping off her uniform even before the door had finished closing. She was an older woman, my mother's age I guessed, with a pretty good figure and exciting lingerie under that uniform.

The two nurses had each other naked at this point. Becky had her head buried in Mom's pussy with her own ass in the air. The older nurse approached me from their side of the bed. The redhead lay down across my legs. The blonde had the redhead's legs over her shoulders allowing her to eat the other's flaming red cunt.

The older nurse gave me a few deep, passionate kisses, with lots of tongue, while she flailed about pulling the sheets off of me bearing my cock to the room.

I felt like I was suffering a visual overload. The women were all turning me on to an extent never enjoyed by me before. The older nurse had my cock in one hand and my balls in the other. She made sure that her positioning didn't interfere with my watching the two duos doing their thing.

My cock was leaking pre-cum from the slit in my little head. The older nurse would lick it off while continuing to jack me off and gently rub my balls. The other women changed sides so that Mum was now licking Becky's pussy and the redhead the blonde's cunt. My nurse was sucking my cock deep into her mouth.

I had received so many blowjobs since coming out of the whiteness that I was becoming a good judge of the merits of each one I received. The older nurse was only adequate at the job. Becky had been much better earlier in the day and had set the bar high for those who were to follow.

I wanted to experience the redhead's oral skills. Her plump lips simply invited a guy to slip his dick within them. The two nurses changed positions. The older nurse was carpet munching on her colleague's cunt.

The redhead, in the meantime, had dived right down onto my prick. I found enough strength in my arm to wrap a hand in her long, flowing red locks. The ties that had kept her hair in a bun until the last few minutes must have come loose. The woman was doing a great job at imitating a Hoover on my dick. This girl had it all orally. She deepthroated me. She did the ice cream tongue dance on my cock. From time to time, she would wrap her tits around my wang. I didn't have the energy to fight back my ejaculation as I had this morning.

When I was ready, I came. My cocksucker had changed positions and my prick ended up spurting all over her face and tits. My coming had urged the other four women across the line into orgasm as well. Everyone came.

I was completely drained of semen, energy, and strength. I fell asleep. Very fatiguing.
Out of the Whiteness Ch. 03
He discovers more of his abilities.
The primary inspiration for this story is not Caesar. I do apologize to the author rlfj as this is based on his story "The Power" published in 1999. The author is a member of this site. I have to confess "The Power" is the only story of his that I have read. That will soon change. I think his principal character is far less obnoxious than mine is. LOL

And, this does not subtract any of my comments about Caesar and his works. I heartily recommend you read "The Sweet Smell of Lust" as well as the rest of his stories.

This is a complete fantasy. All participants in the sexual activity are over the age of 18. Since this is my world, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are not usually mentioned unless part of the sex.

Please read, enjoy, and vote. I respond to all comments.

Thanks.

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When I was ready, I came. My cocksucker had changed positions and my prick ended up spurting all over her face and tits. My coming had urged the other four women across the line into orgasm as well. Everyone came.

I was completely drained of semen, energy, and strength. I fell asleep. Very fatiguing.

It was mid afternoon the following day and I had spent this day being abused and tortured by people who called themselves physical therapists. There was not a single part of my body that wasn't in pain as a result.

Well that may have been an exaggeration. I was sitting on the toilet and Becky was watching some nurse sucking on my cock. She was waiting for this nurse to finish me off so the two of them could manoeuver me back into bed. My cock didn't hurt.

This particular nurse, I hadn't bothered to find out her name, had been summoned by Becky to help me onto the toilet and back into my bed. She was a fairly good cocksucker. She didn't have great technique, she just swallowed my dick whole when I indicated what I wanted from her. Of course, Becky was there but just watching.

I didn't really desire great technique at this time. I just wanted to cum in someone's mouth and get to bed. This nurse provided just what I wanted. She had one hand cupping my balls and the other stroking my dick. On every downstroke, she would follow her hand down the length of my cock with her mouth sucking hard. Although I was getting used to blowjobs and could generally last longer than on my first days, I was too tired to fight for control today.

Without bothering to warn this nurse, I erupted in her mouth. I had, I guess, a medium sized load stored up but even this, was too much for the cocksucking nurse to handle. My spunk dripped out of her mouth, leaving trails as it fell to her uniform. Looking towards Bex, she knew I wanted back in bed. The two of them lifted me into the wheelchair and into the bed. I immediately fell asleep.

I woke up some time later. Still no clock in the room. Becky, in her bra and panties only, was curled up beside me, an arm across my chest and a leg thrown over me, snoring lightly. Kind of cute, actually.

Recuperating from the day's torture, I was content to lay still and ponder my powers some more. I needed to control my abilities better, find the volume switch, if you will, as well as the on/off button. I don't know to what distance my thoughts could travel. Apparently, yesterday, just my feeling of general horniness travelled some fifty feet to the nursing station affecting the women there. Hmmm, I thought, were there any male nurses there and did I affect them? I hoped not.

I wondered if it was only a matter of sexual situations emphasizing the volume or strength of my thoughts. Would enjoying a steak dinner, for instance, cause the same reactions? I'd need to do some experimenting.

Mum entered my room wearing a quite dejected look on her face. She threw herself on to the loveseat beside my bed.

"What's wrong, Mum?"

"I had to make an appearance at work today. Command performance," mum answered me.

"What does that mean? 'Command performance?'"

Mom explained the situation to me. "Since your accident, I have spent a lot of time here in the hospital. I went to work as often as I could. But, I was so exhausted, baby. When I was at work, it was hard to concentrate and focus. My colleagues really came together and covered up for me.

Sometimes, I would nod off at my desk and they would just leave me be. My boss, the sales manager, knew what was going on and tolerated it as much as he could. However, his boss has now come to realize it and he is pushing Andy to fire me.

I'm just so tired, Ricky."

"Poor, Mom", I thought. Fortunately it was a reclining love seat and I encouraged Mom to relax and enjoy. "Sleep well, Honey."

Realizing this was a good opportunity learn more about my abilities, I began to explore Mum's mind. I was as careful as I thought I could be, not charging in like a herd of elephants, maybe like tiptoeing elephants. I decided, since they had to be at the forefront of her mind, to investigate what was going on at her job.

Mum seemed to have been quite frank with me regarding her work situation. I took a look at the people Mum worked with and what she thought of them. No surprises there, my mother liked most of her colleagues but had a casual dislike of her immediate superior. She didn't think he did his job very well.

But to my surprise, she really liked her boss's boss, the owner of the midsized manufacturing facility. When I say really liked, I mean she had a small letch for him. Mum always looked forward to his visits to her department, taking every opportunity to ogle his body. Coincidentally, I'm sure, her boss's boss liked to wear Hugo Boss custom suits.

Delving a little further, I also saw that Mum didn't think too highly of the man's wife. In her opinion, the guy bought himself a trophy wife which Mum thought removed her from the running for wife three. This was entirely new to me who would never have guessed that his mother was jealous of a man's wife.

Bex stretched and yawned interrupting my search of Mum's thoughts. My dedicated nurse hugged me while giving me a passionate kiss on the lips.

"I have to go home now, my darling," she said to me. My darling? What was up with that?

Before I could respond, Bex said, "I need to make supper for my wife and the kids." Wife? Kids? For the first time, I realized I knew next to nothing about Becky. I made a mental note to investigate her life the next time opportunity arose.

I dozed off before she even finished donning her nursing uniform again and leaving. When I awoke, I saw that Mum was still sleeping on the loveseat, and that Melissa, my sister had also returned and was asleep on the couch.

Without awakening either of them, I decided to explore within myself for a change. The first thing that came to mind was that there was some sort of a I don't know what to call it. After spending some time peering at it from all sides, I arrived at the conclusion that this was some sort of, maybe, perhaps a battery indicator showing how much strength I had. Right now, it was very low and bright red indicating how weak my physical body was at this time. Not good.

Giving it more consideration, I wondered if my thought abilities had a different gauge. I would like to know if the one gauge wrapped around my body entirely or were there other measurements. Almost as soon as I finished the thought, the gauge shimmied and new indicators were showing.

This time, it indicated in green that my powers, I think it measured my mental abilities was a faded green about three quarters charged. Very interesting.

A new thought occurred to me. Could my powers be used to help me heal? More quickly? More thoroughly? Or were they just there to enhance my sex life?

I decided I wanted my arms to be more usable, more functional than they were now. I concentrated on my arms from my shoulders to my fingertips. I know, I know, I was using the term 'arms' quite liberally. After all though, it was more for the better enjoyment of my newfound sexual lifestyle. I had to chuckle.

I didn't have a clue as how to accomplish my goal. There was no feeling in my arms. Like new feelings, I mean. No tingling or buzzing sounds. Nothing to give me a hint. That being the case, I simply stared at one arm alternating with the other.

For about half an hour, still no frigging clock in the room, I sat entirely still, not allowing my mind to wander. Finally, I couldn't wait to satisfy my curiosity. I looked at the gauge in my head. I saw some differences. My body measurement showed some improvement almost escaping the red level.

My power measurement was much lower than previously. It had dropped out of the green and was showing the least bright red. I could only hope, at this point, that the power expenditure worked on my arms. A wave of sleepiness came over me, telling me that this was not the time to experiment any further.

I knew it was another day when I opened my eyes next as Mum and Melissa were not evident in the room and Bex was back.

"Good morning, sweetheart," I said to Becky.

Becky leaned over me to give me a very generous morning kiss. Lifting my arms and embracing her, I lengthened the kiss, adding much more passion to the exchange, now, of kisses. Still holding on to her with one arm, I slid the other down her body until I had Becky's ass in hand.

As I mentioned earlier, it was a good ass. Not a great ass though. Not like Mum or my sister's ass. Becky's was a little more pliable though. I was able to cup her ass cheek, to squeeze it, and even to pinch it. Yeah, my arms and hands were working that well now.

Becky asked me if I wanted to take my first shower in nearly a year. That was a delightful thought. She went off somewhere to make the arrangements, I guessed. Taking advantage of this interlude, I checked my internal gauges. Both were in the green and I let out a mental sigh of relief. My physical condition was just barely in the green while my mental powers showed about seventy five present.

I reached a new conclusion that would have to be checked out. My powers were recharged just by sleeping. Nothing complicated. My powers had some effect on my own body. In this case, I surmised that sleep, time to heal, and my powers all worked to together to fix me. I could help the process but I didn't think I could think me all better.

Becky entered the room pushing a commode chair. This could be pushed right into the shower allowing my attendants to wash me pretty thoroughly. Up until now, I had only used it when set up for me to have a dump. Err, bowel movement. Sometimes, I didn't have the energy to go to the bathroom even with help.

The two nurses, one being the redhead from yesterday, pushed me into the huge walk in shower in the suite. The redhead stood by while Becky turned on the water and made the necessary adjustments to the water temperature.

When satisfied, she undressed me, removing my pajama pants. Next was to get me under the shower. Glorious! It was a definite head rush as my body reacted to my first shower in almost a year. Using my now working arms and hands as well as the handrails on the shower walls, I was able to turn the commode allowing the water to soak my body anywhere I wanted.

At one point, facing the nurses, I noticed Bex had new water stains on her uniform. Knowing the dampness was from her helping in the shower, I said to the nursing duo:

"You should both get undressed so you don't get your uniforms all wet."

Bex didn't hesitate, she just jumped to do what I bid her. I don't think I expended any power on her, just gave her my verbalized thought. The redhead didn't react as quickly as Bex. Instead she seemed to be waiting to see how far Becky would go.

When she saw that Becky had, in fact, stripped down completely and stepped into the oversized shower with me, she, I later learned her name was Rhonda, undressed slowly but for me. Like a stripper, she swayed her hips slowly from side to side while running her hands all over her still clothed body.

I had to remind myself that I had not used my powers on either woman this time. The only suggestion I made, I had verbalized. Was this another instance of previous power commands being retained and allowed to grow within the subject? More time for that later.

Becky was standing behind me, rubbing my water drenched skin. After a few moments like this, she angled my head back a little in order for it to rest against her boobs. So very enjoyable.

Nurse Rhonda reached behind her and with some struggling, she was able to lower her zipper enough to slip the dress off. She looked great underneath that baggy old uniform dress she had been wearing.

Still swaying, and now pirouetting as well, she showed off her whole body to me. No doubting it. This redheaded nurse had a generous rack on her with nipples already poking through her bra cups. I was very pleased with them when she threw her bra on top of her discarded uniform. Losing her panties demonstrated the carpet matched the curtains. Her pussy was framed by a bright red, landing strip.

"Get in here, baby, and suck my cock."

With water streaming down her body, Rhonda fell to her knees in front of me. With the newfound energy in my arms, I wrapped her long hair in my hands and directed her mouth to my dick. Being in the shower on the receiving end of a very good blowjob was another new experience for me.

Becky was using bare hands as well as a hand towel to wash my body. She used the hand held applicator to spray me from various directions while her colleague worked me over with her mouth and hands. I felt terrific. Spurting into Rhonda's mouth added to my enjoyment.

I was happy to be washed, dried, and helped back into bed. I immediately wanted to sleep so I did. It was all very fatiguing.

Still without a clock, I woke up some time later with Mum laying beside me while watching TV.

"Mum, I need a clock in this room."

"There is a clock on the TV, you know," said Mum.

"Mum, please buy me a fucking clock!"

"Okay, Baby, I'll get you one tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mum. Where's Melissa?"

"She went out with some friends for supper. She'll be here later."

"What time is it now? And what day is this?"

"It's 4:53 now and today is Friday."

I checked my gauges and saw that the shower and sleep had raised my overall health a little bit. It was in the green a little bit more than earlier. My mental abilities seemed to be right at the top of the scale. Good.

"Mum, what do you think of inviting the company owner here for dinner tonight. Let him meet me and see what shape I'm in. I can thank him personally for all the help we have received from the company."

"I don't know, Rick, it might not be such a great idea."

I thought to Mom, "Just do it, please."

"Invite his wife as well," I said. "He's more likely to accept the invitation if she is included."

Mum reached for her cell phone and called him at the office. When she had him on the phone, my mother offered up the invitation to dinner including his wife. Apparently he resisted somewhat and Mum turned to me with a pleading look on her face.

I didn't know what to suggest. I wished the clown would just accept the invitation and bring his wife. Just this thought brought a smile to Mum's face. Apparently, he either re-considered at the exact moment in time, I sent out my thought, or he just gave in of his own accord. A coincidence? Maybe.

Hanging up the phone, Mum asked what we should do about food. We needed to offer food since we had invited them to dinner. Chuckling, I remembered that the hospital catered meals for the VIP suites. Mum dialed the operator and was referred to room service. How appropriate! I laughed.

Mum put the room service people on hold to tell me our choices were prime rib of beef or roast chicken. I opted for the prime rib with all the fixings. Then, I had Mum look up the hospital florist and order a dozen orange roses for her and a second dozen for Mrs. Whomever.

During my last exploration of my mother's mind, I hadn't bothered to find put the names of the couple. Asking Mum, she told me they were Faye and James Richardson. James was in his late fifties and worked out regularly as indicated by his great, in Mum's eyes, body.

Faye was younger than he by almost twenty years. She was about the same age as Mum, give or take a year or two. Mum seemed to be jealous of her looks or her body but possibly of the fact that Faye was able to fuck James whenever she wanted. Without bothering to delve any deeper, I just assumed it was the Faye fucking James thing.

This hospital was simply amazing. The maintenance people rolled in a whole bunch of pieces of something on a large cart. They began to assemble the parts into a whole. They adjusted the height of my bed and had me sit up. The piece of furniture they assembled was a picnic table looking thing.

I was at the head of the table at the perfect height for me to eat at the table. The long sides of the table were completed with a well padded bench on either side. There was a single step at the end for the rest of my party to get to their seats. The benches were movable allowing sufficient space to walk before sitting and sliding forward to the table. This was an amazing piece of engineering. To think it was found in a hospital just staggered the imagination.

While the table was being assembled, my mother went to her bedroom to shower and get ready for our dates to arrive. Mum didn't know it but that was exactly what the Richardsons were, Mum and my dates.

As soon as the maintenance crew departed, housekeeping staff came into the room in order to prepare the table for dining. Table cloth, real silver ware, and all the appropriate utensils, were laid out.

They left and were met at the door by the staff beautician. Taking a step in my direction, she offered a light hair trim. I went just for getting my hair brushed free of all the knots and tangles. Then I sent her and her equipment into the bedroom area to see what Mom needed.

Some time passed and eventually the bedside telephone rang and the operator informed me that Mr. and Mrs. Richardson were there at reception. I told her to send them up and to inform room service we would be ready for dinner in about a half hour. Hanging up, I called out to Mum they were on their way up.

The beautician came out of the room followed closely by my mother. My mouth dropped open and my eyes came close to popping out of my head. I had never in my nineteen years remembered, or the few days of those years that I remembered, my mother looking this gorgeous. This fucking hot! Wow!

Mom was wearing a very satiny looking halter top with no obvious signs of a bra. Her massive tits stood up proudly and swayed slightly with her every step. Her skirt was what I learned they call a pencil skirt. It hung to below her knees and wrapped itself tightly around her lower body, especially her ass. Mum was also wearing stockings, gold in colour to match her top, and four inch stilettos.

This woman was a walking wet dream. And she knew it. Mum looked at me for confirmation, the pure lust written on my face letting her know how I felt.

The door had barely closed behind the beautician when another knock on the door was heard. Upon being told to enter, the hospital maître d' opened the door motioning to the Richardsons to enter with a grand sweep of his arm.

I could feel the fluttering of my mother's innards, her vagina in particular, when she first set eyes on James. He was certainly a good looking man, standing about 6'2" I guessed and weighing about 200 lbs. The cut of his clothing indicated the man worked out on a regular basis. I also recognized that he was extremely attracted to my mother in all her finery and body on display. I sent him a bolt of lust to enhance his feelings for Mum.
James' wife, Faye, was far from ugly too. She stood, I guessed at about five foot four or five, taller than my mother and weighing slightly more than Mum. This woman was also very hot! She was wearing a mini dress, hanging off her tits right down to mid-thigh level. Faye had a glorious pair of tits holding the dress up. Probably about 36C with no apparent sag. At this point, I would have to guess they were man made. I could have found out relatively easily by using my powers. I wanted to heighten the anticipation even more. The answer would become apparent to me later in our soiree.

As I said, my position was at the head of the table. Faye and Mum slipped into the seats closest to me on opposing sides. I used my power to have James sit on Mum's side, close to her.

While we were making chit chat, the maître d returned accompanied by staff pushing two room service carts and another carrying a wine cooler stand. The maître d served everyone a glass of wine except for me. I really didn't like liquor of any kind. I opted for Pepsi. James led us in a toast.

While this was going on, the room service tables disappeared into the kitchen area. Asking when we would wish to dine, I told the maître d that we needed some time to chat before the meals were served. He joined the rest of the staff in the kitchen area.

Noticing James gazing around the suite with a suspicious look in his eyes, I sent him a relaxing thought and began an explanation. Not a truthful explanation mind you, but, an explanation.

"Mum and I invited you and Faye to dinner, Jim, in order to thank you for all the support you have given Mum all these past months."

There was less suspicion in his mind but still some remained.

"I want to assure you that we have not taken advantage of you in any way. This suite, for instance, is not being charged to your insurer. The hospital is picking up the tab."

James nodded in appreciation of that fact.

"Furthermore, without having her job with your firm, Mum would never have been able to afford the incidentals not covered by insurance."

Both women were smiling and nodding their acceptance of the explanation. James had a smile at the corner of his lips.

"James, you need to know that my mother is one of your most dedicated employees. In fact, she deserves a promotion and a raise in pay."

Of course that statement was accompanied by a mental push to all three people at the dining table.

My mother and Faye reached across the table holding hands, smiling big smiles and nodding enthusiastically. James glanced at the two women, pleased to find their approval.

"You're right, Rick. Your mother has been an exemplary employee and well deserves both the promotion and the raise in pay."

Hearing that, Mum squealed, extricated her hands from Faye's grip, and pushed herself up tight against James. Clutching James' arm tightly to her body, Mum leaned up in order to kiss his cheek.

I was beaming pleasure and sexual excitement to the room. Note to self, find the volume switch. We could hear indications of that excitement coming from the staff in the kitchen. Fortunately for them, there was at least one woman in the group. If the group consisted of all men, I might have to wonder if my sexual energy could change a guy's sexual orientation. I didn't really care, I just felt every guy needed to make that kind of decision for himself and not by me.

Watching Mum and James, I saw him turn towards Mum and putting his arms around her. More or less facing each other, they could exchange kisses easier. Mum wasn't wasting the opportunity, she put her arms around James neck in order to pull him down to her lip level.

James, of course, put up no struggle. Neither did Faye when I reached out to hold her hand. Sending a thought to the maître d, I let him know we would need to enjoy our dinners right then.

Mum and James did not even hesitate when the staff entered the room to serve dinners. The pair continued to exchange their deep and passionate kisses. I had to use a mental command to focus their attention on the meals in front of them.

We ate our dinners relatively quickly while engaging in common chit chat, getting to know one another. Once the meals were done and the table cleared, I let the maître d know the room needed to be restored to its original condition. A short time later the staff from earlier came back in reverse order.

I suggested that Mum and James take seats on the couch beside my bed. Once again, without hesitation, the mature couple resumed their make out session but on the couch. I knew they were enjoying themselves by the level of ardour they displayed.

Of course, I couldn't ignore the sexy Faye who was focused on her husband and my mother enjoying themselves. I asked her to stand by my side while the table was being dismantled. When I ran my hand up her leg and cupped Faye's ass, I knew she was enjoying the activities on the other side of my bed as I could feel her ass and legs trembling and her nipples working hard to poke their way through the material of the dress .

Faye leaned down to kiss me, quite passionately, before returning her attention to the other two people. I enjoyed feeling her ass. I let my hands explore her rear end while both of us focused on Mum and James.

The duo was still making out. We could see their jaws clenching and their tongues swizzling around each other' cheeks. Mum sucked on James lower lip before taking it in her teeth. The movements of their cheeks demonstrated their tongues remained active.

Mum had moved so she was straddling James. In order to accomplish that, she had pulled her ass hugging skirt up to waist level highlighting her stay up stockings. James, of course, didn't hesitate to slap his hands into place on Mum's ass. Mum knelt a little taller, I don't know a better way to phrase it, so she could press her entire body against his.

The making out never stopped. Faye and I could see that James was truly enjoying the feel of Mum's ass in his hands. He had such a tight grip on her cheeks that he was squeezing the colour out of them.

Finally, the staff had returned my room to its normal condition. As they were leaving the room, I sent them commands to forget everything that happened between the four of us. I allowed them to remember what happened between themselves though. I thought it was the least I could do. A form of gratuity if you will. My gawd, I am such a funny guy.

With the staff gone, Faye didn't hesitate to climb into bed with me. Propping herself up on an elbow in order to continue watching her husband and my mother, she allowed me free access to explore her body. A great body it was too.

My one hand made its home on her ass. I was teasing myself by sliding my hand under her mini dress, groping, pawing, and feeling any part of it I could reach. My other hand was making Faye's breasts its new home. Still on top of the dress, still teasing myself, I lightly fondled those wonderful boobs.

Turning back to Mom and James, I could feel how heated up they were getting. Soon enough, they would be moving to the next level. I wasn't ready for that yet.

I called up music on the entertainment system in the room. I found some jazz playing. I liked the music and was going to enjoy the entertainment it would provide. Get it, entertainment center, entertainment, nah, I guess you had to be there.

I asked Mum and Faye to dance for us. Standing back to back, Mum a pixie in comparison to the long legged Faye. Mom, of course, was facing James and Faye me. I had them swing their way around so James and I could examine both of them.

Mum's gray pencil skirt could not be any tighter or meld to her ass any better unless it was bodypainted on. We could, of course see the outline of her panties. Rather than detract from her appearance, I felt it enhanced the view allowing the imagination to wonder what her ass would look like without the skirt hiding it.

The two sexpots in front of me rotated so it was Faye I was seeing from the rear. Her mini dress, a burnt orange in colour, was also tight around the ass. Although I had fondled it earlier, I enjoyed seeing it from this view as well. Again there were panty lines but I already knew she was wearing panties, a very soft material, satin perhaps, and high cut in the French style. I don't know why I liked panty lines, I just know I did. And still do.

I had Mum and Faye rotate again so James and I could ogle their tits. Faye was still facing me. With a little encouragement, Faye began to caress her body, running her hands through her hair and down her body as far as her knees. Her moving hands plastered her mini dress to her body demonstrating just how sexy she looked.

I couldn't wait to see what she looked like naked. There was no rushing this tease though. My dick was enjoying this exhibition too much. I had my mother switch places with Faye.

As sexy as Faye was, she would never overshadow my mother. In every set of circumstances so far, my mother turned me on the most. The other women were sexy, no denying that, but they weren't my mother. But, what about my sister? Would she rank higher than Mum? Enquiring minds want to know.

My mother was mimicking Faye in her movements. Mum was running her hands up and down her body as well, moulding her outfit to her body. Since I had already been there, I knew Mum's tits were simply awesome. Mum spent more time on her boobs than Faye.

Mum wanted me to remember, with a lot of teasing thrown in, exactly how her naked 34C's looked to me. She cupped her boobs and held them up as if offering them to me. Not that a lot of holding up was needed since my mother had an indecent lack of sag for a woman her age. But, I certainly wasn't moving my eyes away from them.

Having the two women rotate once more, Faye's ass facing me and Mum's her husband. More of the fondling of their asses but now more revealing. Faye gently and slowly tugged her dress up her legs until I could see the bottoms of her cheeks. Glorious ass cheeks, they were.

Bit by bit, her entire ass was revealed to me. Her high cut French style parties matched her mini dress in colour. Faye's panties covered the crack in her ass but not much more, highlighting her cheeks as they did so well.

And Mum's backend was back in my view. She also lifted the hem of her skirt all the way up in order to display her bum to me. My mother had a spectacular ass really. So firm, so toned, so taut. I wasn't going to be able to put up with this teasing display of erotic charms much longer.

I wanted to fuck my mother. Or rather, because of my physical condition, I wanted her to fuck me. But, first, she needed to fuck James. I know she lusted after him, doing so for a long time. As much as I wanted her right now, I didn't want to deprive her of the opportunity she craved with James. That's just the type of son I am.

I couldn't wait any longer. I pushed the immediacy of the consummation of our lusts. The two women swung around again, quickly removed the rest of their clothes, and climbed up on James and me.

My mother moved quicker than Faye. I couldn't help watching Mum straddle James, allowing him to explore her bounties. Much as I wanted to refine my voyeuristic talents on my mother and James. Faye had other ideas though.

I had to give James full credit for his choice of wives. His wife was a walking wet dream for any teenager. Any man, I guess. Although it proved to be that Faye had man made tits, they were still awesome. I pushed the feeling through to James that he was resolved to enjoy his wife fucking another guy. Specifically, me.

Faye's first demonstration of sexual prowess with me was by sucking my cock. I was getting jaded to my dick being ravished by any available female mouth. Faye was good at it especially when she was deepthroating me or licking my balls. And, it allowed me to watch the goings on between Mum and Faye's husband.

Mum was straddling James on the couch. She was busy feeding her tits to the husband. James was fairly well hung and my mother was enjoying it. His hard on was standing straight up and slapping against Mum's ass. My mother had maneuvered herself so that his dick was lodged in her delectable butt crack. She began to move her body up and down sliding that rod up and down. Gawd, Mum was so hot.

Faye must have noticed me being distracted by my mother and her husband. She made a slight yelping noise to which I responded by patting the married woman on her head. And, I continued to watch my mother's ass crack being plowed by Faye's husband.

Determined to win back my attention, Faye maneuvered her body until my prick was poised at the entrance to her cunt. To be truthful, I was so entranced by watching my mother, I didn't even notice the change in Faye's position.

The desperate housewife, the trophy wife of the guy sucking my mother's tits, successfully garnered my attention by burying my rod firmly and completely in her snatch. Oh my gawd, was she ever so successful!

Unlike the blowjobs, there was no jadedness to being fucked. I surpassed a new milestone in the strongest cock competition. I may have said it before, but once again my cock was harder at this current moment than it had been since I woke from my coma.

Faye's pussy was hard and wet. I could already feel the fluids leaking from her slit and down my balls. I don't think I could ever get enough of that feeling. This woman was one hot fuck. Her cunt muscles were being manipulated to tighten and squeeze my dick. She continued to grow wetter and wetter.

Adding to the stimulation of my dick was my unfettered access to her wonderful tits. As I said, her boobs were manmade and a fine creation they were. They looked awesome. I went to town kissing and sucking every inch of her tits I could reach.

I still didn't have much stamina. My cock was certainly working even though I had little control over it as yet. Trying to prolong this fuck, I let my eyes wander the room to find something to distract me. Of course, that distraction was my mother riding James in the cowgirl position. She was just so fucking beautiful with her head thrown back, James' cock ramming in and out of her, and sweat trickling down her back.

Faye was yipping in my ear, her cunt gripping my dick, and squeezing my hands on her tits. I could feel myself readying to explode into Faye's pussy.

There was a loud shriek. I spasmed and rope after rope of my hot cum flooded into Faye's pussy. The shriek simply pushed me past the point of no return. Unfortunately, it wasn't Faye's shriek. My mother had achieved her first orgasm of the night.

Yup, I had ejaculated but wished it was me fucking my mother.
Out of the Whiteness Ch. 04
More additions and explorations of his growing harem.
The primary inspiration for this story is the author rlfj as this is based on his story "The Power" published in 1999. The author is a member of this site. I think his principal character is far less obnoxious than mine is. LOL

This is a complete fantasy. All participants in the sexual activity are over the age of 18. Since this is my world, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are not usually mentioned unless part of the sex.

Please read, enjoy, and vote. I respond to all comments.

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There was a loud shriek. I spasmed and rope after rope of my hot cum flooded into Faye's pussy. The shriek simply pushed me past the point of no return. Unfortunately, it wasn't Faye's shriek. My mother had achieved her first orgasm of the night.

Yup, I had ejaculated but wished it was me fucking my mother.

Morning came with the sunlight shining through the open drapes and directly into my eyes. Once again, I thought I was coming out of the whiteness that had previously surrounded me. It didn't take long though before I realized this couldn't be the whiteness. Through squinting eyes, I was able to determine this light was yellow and warm. Obviously sunlight. I could get accustomed to waking up this way.

Another something to get accustomed to waking up to was the hot number in my bed. The blonde with the man-made tits lying beside me had fucked me into oblivion the previous night. Still not having the stamina of your average eighteen year old male, her blowjob and subsequent riding of my cock had exhausted me. In this bit of maleness, I was like all others, with my sperm unloaded, I fell asleep.

At times during the night, I had been woken up by the noises of the ongoing sexual activities in the room. I heard moans. I heard groans. I hear yips and shrieks. I heard the sounds of two women enjoying the pleasures of each other as well as the only conscious male in the room. He must have made noises too but my mind heard only those emanating from female throats.

Faye was back in bed with me, draped over my chest, with one of my arms behind her. As I explored her ass with that hand, I glanced around the room to check out the other inhabitants. Mom, lying asleep on the couch, covered by a quilt, was the only other occupant. What happened to Faye's husband? Not that I really cared, just curious.

I guess Faye woke up when my hand began to trail its way across her ass as she broke the silence in the room.

"My husband has gone home to get changed before heading into work. He left me to amuse you for the rest of the day."

A sneer came to my face. I was surrounded by male chumps. First the doctor and now this business executive. Little did he know I didn't really need his permission, nor did Faye, to stay and play with us all.

My attention was diverted by the door opening, allowing my favourite nurse, Becky the Beautiful, entrance. I reminded myself that I wanted to know more about this woman and her family. Enquiring minds and all that.

Becky looked around the room, seemingly noticing the naked woman and my less than naked mother in the room without any shock or surprise. She had grown accustomed to such sights. Her only response was to direct an arch look in my direction while grinning at me.

I didn't interfere with her attending to her nursing duties as they applied to my health since that would be just plain stupid. Becky did her stuff and, when completed, announced I was still breathing. I was pleased to have that confirmed.

With nothing else to do except to take care of my hygiene, I told Becky that could wait until after my next torture session. I sent a relax message through to her and, to Faye for that matter. Bex locked the door, stripped down to her lingerie and climbed into bed with Faye and I.

Faye was absently toying with my cock. I thought Becky should similarly amuse herself with Faye's tits. My nurse did seem to appreciate the thought that popped into her head about those mouthwatering melons.

Still feeling the fatigue of last night's effects on my body, rather than allow the two to indulge in a lust driven encounter, I asked Becky to tell me about herself.

As it turned out, I was no judge of women's ages. I had thought Bex was close to my age. Nope. I was off by ten years. Becky had been married to another nurse at this hospital, one that was about ten years older than Bex. Adriana was of Greek heritage and had two daughters my age. Becky wanted to show off her family photos to me. Since retrieving her phone meant her leaving my bed, I merely checked them out in her mind's eye.

Not wanting to hurry the examination, I urged Faye, despite my earlier fatigue levels, to perform oral sex on the nurse. The trophy wife displayed no reluctance to comply with my unspoken desire. Faye slid her way down Becky's body until her mouth rested in proximity to the beautiful nurse's cunt.

As I examined her mental photo album, not needing Becky's attention, I suggested she enjoy Faye and return any favours she wished. I had my best view of the proceedings, with my real eyes, from Becky's perspective. I'm sure I enjoyed the tanned, clean shaven pussy descending on her face almost as much as she did.

Much to my surprise, Becky found Faye and Adriana's pussies comparable. They were both gorgeous blondes that kept their gardens well trimmed, mostly clean shaven. In both cases, I was able to verify that both women had matching curtains and floors.

While enjoying tonguing the labia close to her tongue, I also discovered that Becky compared all women, especially the naked ones, to her wife. Adriana was tall, blonde hair tied in a ponytail, excellently applied makeup in general that increased her overall attractiveness, and the possessor of D cup natural breasts.

I found myself experiencing another new phenomenon. Naturally, most of what I was experiencing these days was new as my memory petered out a few days back. In this case, while watching Becky, one arm around Faye and cupping her ass cheeks, teasing her partner's clit with the tip of her tongue, I was also able to see Bex doing the same to her life partner. Mind blowing.

I allowed Becky's mind to wander afield and saw her wife's daughters come into my view. My gawd, Adriana had twin daughters, my age, that were her in miniature size. They had matching long, blonde hair, brilliantly blue eyes, C cup boobs, and sexily formed ass cheeks posted above long, athletic legs. Put those three, stir in some Becky, and you have the sexiest combination of female pulchritude possible. I needed to meet all three asap. And fuck them, obviously.

Reaching out, I found Dr. Chump, informing him I needed a nursing change. I wanted to replace the ugly, old RN that delivered mediocre blowjobs. She wouldn't be missed. Nope.

Moments later there came a knock at the door. Pushing it open was Adriana. And she was livid.

"Becky," she cried out. "What the fuck!"

I took my time settling things down. This could be very entertaining, at a soap opera level. Bex was so taken unawares, she needed to fight her way out of the grasp of the sexy trophy wife eating her cunt. Her bright red face, so developed when she was caught red handed, red tongued?, with the other blonde.

"How could you do this to me?" demanded one extremely pissed off Adriana.

My attention was distracted by my naked mother pushing the quilt covering her body to the floor. As always, Mom, my nude Mom, could fully hold my attention no matter what was happening around me. She thrust herself into the lovers' quarrel happening at my bedside.

"Both of you shut up," commanded the woman clothed in motherhood and glowing, proud, naked beauty.

Adriana turned towards her. Becky seemed dazed. Faye, smart girl, lay watching in silence. Evidence of the scene before us turning her on was that the trophy wife was back to stroking my cock, smoothly and sensually.

"Who the hell are you?" demanded the older nurse.

"I'm your patient's mother," said Mom now with her hands on her hips.

"Who the fuck are you?" Mom wanted to know.

"Never mind who I am. What the hell is going on in here? Why are you all naked? Why are you and your son both naked?"

The potential humour in this situation was escaping the confines of the room. Escaping me, especially. I sent the urge to everyone that they needed to calm down. Mom needed an extra push as she was in full mother hen mode at the moment, ready to peck out the eyes of this intruder.

I suggested Mom and Faye call down for massages, for a team to help them engage in a spa day. The two women left the room, Mom glaring back at Adriana over her shoulder. As always, knowing I was watching, Mom gave her ass a couple of good wriggles before exiting the room.

Turning my attention back to Adriana, urging Becky to replace Faye and her languid stroking of my cock, I introduced myself as Rick, the coma kid.

"What is going on in here?" Adriana asked as she unzipped her uniform top. Bex smiled at her wife, giving my dick a squeeze in order to encourage me.

"I wasn't expecting you to appear as quickly as you did," I said. "Good chump," I thought.

"That's obvious," replied the hot bodied and tempered greek goddess as she shimmied her way out of her uniform pants. "Becky, what are you doing to this patient?"

Although wearing simple and effective underwear, I wanted to see Adriana's body from all angles. Lingerie could come later.

"Becky! Stop that!" she cried.

Becky smiled at her before removing her hand from my semi hard prick. Quickly, she replaced her hand with her mouth.

"Adriana, your wife is doing exactly what I want her to do. From now on, you are not to question anything that occurs between Becky and I. Or between you and I or, for that matter, any of my other women."

"Your other women?" she asked. "Am I one of your women too?" verging, I thought on tears.

"Of course you are, honey. You're my Aphrodite, my Greek goddess of sexuality and allure."

Adriana rushed to me crooning "Thank you," over and over again.

Stopping her, I asked if she would mind stripping completely before joining her wife and I in bed. With no further ado, she pulled Becky's mouth from my dick in order to give her a passionate kiss. No doubt she could taste Faye's pussy on her wife's mouth. Straddling me, she licked Becky's lips while sliding my cock into her suddenly but extremely wet pussy.

Despite her age and giving birth to twins, Adriana's pussy was tight, very tight and very wet. She and Becky took turns playing tonsil hockey with me. Gawd, I love talking like a kid!

I had Bex perch herself over my face, holding her pussy open for me to explore. Although surrounded by darkness and flesh, I had no issues in "seeing" what was going on outside my view.

The two wives were obviously no strangers to making out with one another. Each caressing the other's tits, I saw them catching the other's bottom lips between their teeth, sucking on them. I did similarly to Bex labia in my mouth. Adriana shared her excitement with me by shoving herself as far down on my cock as she could before clamping her vaginal muscles tightly around me.

I wanted to taste and play with Adriana's tits but found it difficult to accomplish with Becky's pussy between us. Instead I had Bex perform everything I wanted to do to those magnificent mammaries. Bex licked and kissed her wife's tits for me. One at a time Bex teased a nipple with her tongue, sucking them deep into her mouth.

Still reliant on physical contact to some degree, I reached one arm out and up, taking one of those splendid boobs in hand. I bounced Adriana's boob in an attempt to get an idea of its weight. No idea in poundage but they were heavy, firm, and well rounded.

I would lose my grip on her tit every time Adriana would raise herself up my cock only to grab it on the way down. I almost used my fingers like claws when Bex started to cum on my face. She drenched me with her fluids and her fabulous taste. I sucked as much of her pussy and her fluids into my face as possible. Once Bex started to climb off her orgasmic cloud, I wanted her off my face.

Complying, my favourite nurse assumed her position beside me. I imagine she knew her partner's signals far more than I. Bex didn't appear to be surprised when Adriana began to ride my cock harder and faster. Both of us latched onto one of Adriana's tits, dragging them and her closer to us.

Adriana was a screamer! It's a good thing I had the room surrounded with a sound barrier. Otherwise, I think firemen followed closely by police tactical forces would have broken into the room in order to rescue the woman being murdered.

With every scream, Adriana's cunt would lock even tighter on my dick. I couldn't move a single muscle in my groin, she had me totally in her pussy's thrall. I had to laugh, I thought I held all of them in my thrall.

No matter how you look at it, Adriana rode me and rode me hard. I was fighting to contain myself. As always, I wanted this first experience we were sharing to be good for her. Her screams were getting to be so intense, her pussy clasping me even tighter, my cock threatening to erupt.

I knew somewhere within me was the ability to control my own ability to cum. With time to explore within me, I could find the mental switch required to withhold my own orgasms but I preferred to do it the old school way right now. I held my breath. I tightened my groin muscles. I thought of baseball statistics. Within a second, I recognized the futility of that. I couldn't remember any baseball statistics since baseball predated my coming out of the coma.

Adriana squeezed my rod so tightly I couldn't hold myself back any longer. Fortunately, neither could Adriana. The loudest and longest scream came from her deepest core just as did her first orgasm with me. The woman pulled a half dozen ropes of cum out of my balls. She spilled fluids from her cunt all over my cock. I wanted to scream right along with her. Instead, I passed out.

Holy shit, I was back in the whiteness. I fucked myself back into a coma. Or, rather, Adriana fucked me into a comatose state. I could see light at the edge of the whiteness. I heard voices. I recognized them: Mom, Faye, Becky, a hoarse Adriana, they were all there. The non nursing females were fighting hysterics while the nurses quietly performed nursing stuff; checking my vitals etc. Mom and Faye were hysterically crying their worries to the world.

It was raining within the whiteness. Oh shit, I wasn't in a coma! Someone had placed a cold, wet cloth over my eyes. What a fucking relief that was and how dare those bitches worry me like that.

I couldn't move my hands or my arms as they were restrained by Mom and Faye holding onto them so tightly. I sent everyone a calm down thought. It was easier to do it mentally so I had myself released and the cloth removed from over my eyes.

I knew they all cared for me to one extent or another depending on how long they had been commanded by me but I just had to laugh. They all looked so funny standing around me thinking Adriana had fucked me to death. Aww, this was just so delicious. I imprinted the entire scene in my mind for future reference.

Speaking with some difficulty, I asked for water and four women almost came to blows over which one was going to deliver it. It was no contest. Mom, of course won. Holding my head to her now covered boobs, she gave me small sips until I took the glass from her and swallowed the rest.

I told the women I needed to rest before the physical torture team came for me. Sending Adriana and Becky home was a simple chore really, I just needed to think it at their direct reports. Becky reported to Dr. Chump, of course, so there was absolutely no resistance from that quarter.

There was no torture scheduled for tomorrow allowing me to direct Adriana and Becky to come back the following day. I told them I wanted them dressed very sluttily with sexy lingerie and stilettoes completing their outfits.

I also wanted them to bring their daughters back for me to meet. There would be no doubting what I had in mind for their family since the girls were to be dressed like chic but slutty schoolgirls. Every high school boy's archetypical fantasy was to be fulfilled.

Calling Faye close to the bed, I forced myself to reach out and caress her body outside her clothing. There was no hiding this woman was hot, hot, hot. I felt her tits, her ass, her thighs, and her pussy. I informed her she could go home and await my next summons. As a sop to Mom's feelings for Faye's husband, I instructed the trophy wife to withhold all sex from her husband.

I lay back and closed my eyes. I needed to recharge my batteries before the torturers arrived to vent their sadistic terrors on my body.

I'm not going to bore you with details. It was a matter of veni, vidi, vici. Unlike Julius Caesar though, it was not quick. These people took their time abusing my body. It was some job they had. Torturing innocent children to their hearts' content, taking their time, and being paid by the hour.

Later, having rested and eaten, we did the family thing. Me, my mother, and my sister lay together on my bed watching some mindless chick flick on the TV, enjoying each other's company. Unlike most families though, we did this totally nude.

Melissa was the first to disrobe. Well, truth be told, Melissa was disrobed for my viewing pleasure. The disrobing was accomplished by our mutual mother. Mom accomplished her goal in a superlative manner.

Freshly awoken from a sound sleep, after the months of torture squeezed into an afternoon timeframe, I checked out my surroundings only to discover my drop dead gorgeous sister and mother sitting on the couch chattering away in a low volume.

Although my sister, Melissa, had been in and out of my room frequently, due to scheduling conflicts at her school, she had never been able to stay long. As a matter of fact, she was the only regular female visitor to my room that I had not fucked as yet.

Curiously enough, I was in no hurry to rush it either. Melissa was the difference between Old Guttersnipe wine and a fine champagne. Champagne had first been produced by accident; any appreciation of my sister would not be an accident.

Yes, just because I more than wanted to fuck my baby sister, I was not going to rush into it. Some judicious probing had proven to me that Melissa, only ten months younger than me, was still a virgin. That would eventually change, I would eventually fuck her, my sister would eventually surrender her virginity to her big brother.

In the meantime, there was much that we could accomplish without actually fucking. I wanted to experience my sister in her totality. With big helpings of Mom along the way.

It shouldn't be thought of as me being considerate of my baby sister. That was hardly the case. I wanted to take my time with this little vixen for my own benefit. I wanted to tease myself with her body, her taste and her vigor. When the time came that I could hold back no longer, I would fuck my little sister with everything I had.

Realizing I was awake and smiling in their direction, my mother and my sister came to stand beside me laying in my bed. Both leaned in for kisses. Mom's was deep and passionate, her tongue dueling with mine in my mouth. Our lips were plastered together allowing our tongues to travel further into the other's mouth.

I pushed Mom away giving me access to my little sister. Melissa's kiss was more...more...virginal might be the right word for it. Our lips were tight against one another but differently than Mom's kiss. There seemed to be more innocence and less lust in my little sister's kisses. I didn't want to find out by searching her mind, I preferred to think of my sister as being relatively inexperienced in the art of making out.
Gaining more use of my arms and legs through the efforts of my torture crew, I was able to wrap an arm around Melissa pulling her towards me.

Any high school girl as stunning, as sexy, as my sister must have been groped by all manner of boys at her school. Maybe some females too, we would see. I certainly wasn't going to be any different.

Pulling her towards me, I placed my hand firmly on her ass. So firmly did I do it, Melissa might have thought she was being spanked. While continuing to make out with my baby sister, I made sure to familiarize myself with her beautiful bum. My large hand roamed everywhere it could on her tight, little ass. I was amazed it was so tight and firm with just a little teasing hint of plumpness. The small amount of fat on Melissa's ass was just enough to make grabbing and pinching it easier.

Shifting my body brought her tits within reach of my other hand. Like any horndog my age, I latched onto those puppies with absolutely no hesitation. No denying it, they were damned fine tits. Through her clothing and bra, I could feel their firmness. I needed to see them, to taste them.

I instructed my mother to bare my sister's all for my appreciation. I made sure Mom knew I wanted to be teased and tantalized. It wasn't to be a matter of simply ripping the clothes from my baby sister's body. Mom needed to demonstrate some finesse in following my mental commands.

As we all know, this was not Mom's first rodeo in the lesbianesque arena. Melissa and I were still exchanging deep soul kisses when Mom slipped up behind her teenaged daughter. I pulled my lips away from Melissa in order to view this episode better.

Mom had her hands on Melissa's tits. Suddenly I was overwhelmed by a wave of need and desire. Not for my sister yet, nor for Mom, but for any convenient female body. My mind wandered through the possibilities. Becky and Adriana were at home prepping their daughters for the following day and Faye was tormenting her husband by exhibiting her body while refusing any sexual contact.

I let my mind wander the corridors of the hospital, seeing what I could see. Shopping so to speak.

Since I knew to some extent all the nursing staff in my immediate area, I looked further afield. Just my luck, I found another redhead. This woman was very petite and very alluring. Letting my mind's eye wander across her, I found much that I liked.

She couldn't have stood more than five foot two or three weighing around the 100 pound mark. Her breasts fit her smallish frame, 32B's I imagined. A good looking, shapely ass. This nurse probably fell somewhere in the twenty something category. To my mind's eye, her flaming red hair was a prime attraction. It was also long, just the way I liked it. A quick peek and I saw matching carpets and drapes.

Good enough, I summoned her. In the meantime, Mom had continued working over her daughter's tits. Standing behind Melissa, my mother was holding her daughter's tits out for inspection. While doing so, standing behind my baby sister, Mom was licking her neck.

If I had desired to inspect and feel my sister's breasts while she was still clothed, I wouldn't have needed Mom's help. Accepting the non verbalized chastening I gave her, Mom ran her hands down Melissa's body to the bottom of her blouse. Mom was unbuttoning it when the little redhead arrived.

I instructed the newest nurse in my collection to show me everything she had while climbing into bed with me. It really wasn't my intention to do anything with her, I just wanted the nurse to keep my body occupied so I wouldn't be tempted too far and ending up jumping my sister's bones.

Mom had her daughter's blouse undone and more of her tits on display for me even though Melissa was still wearing a skimpy bra. The bra was designed more to keep the encased tits from jiggling rather than supporting them.

The redheaded nurse was slowly stroking my hard cock up and down in her tiny hands. Damn, I didn't even know her name. Oh well, another time.

Mom unlatched the clasps on the back of Melissa's bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. My baby sister had herself an awe inspiring set of boobs. Her C cups had not the slightest hint of sag to them. They were firm yet shaped somewhat differently than I had seen on other women up til now. Considering their size, they were somewhat conical in shape coming to a pointy end. The cute pink titties only served to highlight her slightly darker areolae and nipples. They were very intriguing as well, most definitely, as extremely sexy.

My redhead was still busying herself with stroking my rod adding sucking on my balls to her repertoire of amusements for my benefit. She seemed fairly experienced in her ministrations so far. I casually wondered if she was married, not wondering enough to find out.

Still standing behind my baby sister, Mom was fully enjoying her daughter's tits to the max. Mom's hands never stopped moving on her daughter's chest. My mother jiggled and juggled those boobs, cupping and caressing them. I think both women were enjoying the display of exhibitionism as much as me.

Mom's hands continued their exploration of her daughter's body. Removing Melissa's skirt, Mom cuddled up right close to her back, Mom had her arms stretched out on Melissa's body holding my sister's ass up tight against her own pelvis, emphasizing the definition of her thighs.

I could barely see the tiniest shadow of darkness from the wetting vee of my sister's thighs. Wanting to see more of my little sister and wanting some variety, I grabbed my cock away from my new nurse. I held it out towards her and with little encouragement, she took it into her mouth.

Mom was getting right into this. Spinning her daughter around on her heels, Mom rested her chin on Melissa's shoulder. Mom's hands travelled my baby sisters back before heading down to her ass.

In any room full of male judges, my sister would definitely receive high ratings when looked upon from behind. It was proving difficult to get a good view of her backside as the nurse's head kept coming into my field of vision.

I let the petite redhead know she needed to shift her body to the other side of the bed. She could return to her ministrations of my cock and not block my view of my baby sister's delightful ass. Wanting more variety in her oral worshipping of my dick, she began to lick me like an ice cream cone. She twizzled the head of my cock with her tongue before swallowing me again. Then back to more twizzling with some stroking by those tiny hands of hers.

Mom continued her journey of discovery on my sister's body. She moved so that her head was tucked beneath Melissa's armpit looking out at her own hands rubbing across Melissa's panty covered ass. The panties were of the boy short variety, black with yellow highlights and strips of a translucent material.

No doubt about it, Mom's daughter, my baby sister, had glorious cheeks. Mom tugged Melissa's panties down in the back baring her beautiful butt to both our sets of eyes. While still peering from under the teenager's arm, Mum grabbed a cheek with each hand. The slight bit of plumpness did nothing to detract from the view. In fact, it gave Mom a slightly better grip on the two cheeks, allowing her to bounce them a wee bit.

I had the little redhead straddle me in preparation for mounting my cock in the reverse cowgirl position. While watching Mom toying with her daughter's bum, I pulled my newest addition to my nursing staff towards me so she was laying against my chest. I let my hands roam over her itty bitty titties. Pinching her nipples and pulling them as far out as I could was amusing. Her little yips and yikes made me chuckle.

In the meantime Mom had moved on, turning my sister towards me while pulling her panties down to her knees. Mom used both hands to spread her daughter's pussy wide open. I definitely knew my sister was wet now as I could see the reflecting light off the fluids that had dripped from her cunt.

I decided it was time for my new nurse to fuck me. She reached between her legs to grasp my cock, holding it upright. Prick poised at the entrance to her pussy, her labia spread, the redhead looked back at me over her shoulder. She started to sink down on my cock, stopping when I shook my head. The nurse pulled herself back up, looking back at me waiting for the signal she could sink down gin.

Mum had my baby sister wholly nude except for her high heels by this time. While I had been distracted by the cunt poised at the tip of my cock, Mum had stripped herself down to her lingerie. As always, Mom was gorgeous, even Melissa's eyes following every move her mother made agreed. Standing with her arms behind her head, Mom was gyrating her body to my sister's obvious delight.

The redheaded nurse began to sink down on my dickhead. Without permission. I shoved the little nurse's shoulders hard forcing the petite woman to sprawl out on my legs leaving her delicate little ass sticking up. Those cheeks were far too inviting. I slapped one cheek five times. Resting that arm, I spanked the other cheek another five times but harder. I'm not sure of whether or not this was another new experience for the little redhead. What the hell was her name anyway.

Letting that thought go, I went back to the original cheek with my original hand. Five more hard slaps and I could hear her sobbing. Maybe this was new for...umm...I would need to ask her name if she was going to hang around.

Doing my best to focus on Mom and my little sister, ignoring the crying, I watched Mom doing a teasing stripper dance for my sister. Continually rubbing her body while gyrating up close then away from my sister, all three of us were getting ever so turned on.

Grasping the nurse by her hips, I tugged her up and then down onto my cock. Her pussy was dryer than just moments ago. Must have been the crying.

Mom held on to Melissa's face, moving it close to and then away from her body. The redhead was slowing down. I spanked her ass again, making her shake it. Mom pulled my baby sister's face tight against her mommy boobs. Another slap to her ass made the nurse shake herself around my cock more vigorously.

Melissa was kissing Mom's tits. The redhead didn't seem to need any more encouragement. She was riding my cock up and down like a jockey on a horse. Mum clutched my sister's face to her tits even more tightly. The redhead continued to bounce. Mom moved her daughter's face until it was pressed up tight against her mother's panty covered pussy. I sprayed my cum into the redhead's pussy.

Melissa had her fingers buried in her own pussy while licking the wet spot on Mom's panties. I tapped the redhead lightly on the ass indicating she needed to wriggle it some more before my cock finished it's shrinking, duty fulfilled. Both my mother and my sister reached orgasms together, clutching each other while letting out those tiny shrieks of theirs.

I wasn't done with the exhibition. I wanted Melissa to taste her big brother's cum. But, not directly from the source. Not yet. I wasn't ready for that yet. Instead, I pushed the redheaded nurse off me allowing Melissa to slide her tongue into the cunt I had just filled. Melissa certainly seemed to enjoy it. Maybe this wasn't her first pussy. The redhead cooed. She may have had an orgasm.

I rolled over and went to sleep.

*****

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Out of the Whiteness Ch. 05
All three mothers perform for the son and daughters.
This is a fantasy world of my creation, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies in my world. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers, etc., are not mentioned unless part of the sexual activities.

All participants in sex are over the age of 18.

This is a fantasy, don't try it at home.

It was going to be an exciting day, I just knew it. The doctor had just been in and told Mum and me that I would be able to go home in the next few days. Part of me was disappointed that I would be losing the wealth of women to be found at the hospital but the larger part of me was happy that the medical team had adjudged me to be healthy enough to go back to the home I had not seen in months and months.

Left alone, with Mum lying on the bed beside me clad only in her panties and bra, a frosty pink colour, I told her only the part about being happy. As I did so, and since she was laying in my arms, I was contentedly rubbing her ass. If I haven't mentioned it before, my mother has a wonderful ass. Well defined, toned, and taut, she had an ass any man would want to fondle.

Especially, it seemed, her boss. Of course, I had helped in that regard but neither of them was complaining and Mum had told me she was having the best sex of her life. She told me that while taking a break from sucking my balls. Mum was very good at what she was doing. She sucked gently bringing shivers to my skin. Looking down at her, she had her eyes closed and a small smile on her lips. Mum seemed to enjoy having her son's balls in her mouth.

She looked so serene and inviting that I really wanted to fuck her. Right there and then. Something that I had not done as yet. Remembering though that I was expecting company, I decided I needed all the sperm I had in my testicles for that. I wanted my first episode of making love to my mother to be uninterrupted and leisurely. Today would not be the right day.

I was content to simply lay there fondling my mother's lush ass while she contentedly sucked on my balls, warming my sperm for future use. Our pleasant mother and son bonding interlude was interrupted by the arrival of our most highly anticipated guests.

Becky and her wife, Adriana, entered the room accompanied by Adriana's twin daughters, Athena and Arya. My eyes almost fell out of my head as I looked at the foursome standing just inside the door.

Bex and Adriana were looking hot wearing matching red sundresses with buttons running down the front. Their almost matching tits were pushing out the top of the relatively low cut dresses leaving a lot of cleavage on display. Under other circumstances, they would have had my full attention for as long as it took to get them in my bed.

But, not today, since the two daughters were also present. They were absolutely stunning wearing their schoolgirl outfits. The plain white blouses, with three buttons undone, plaid skirts that hung down enough to just barely cover their pussies, white satiny looking thigh highs, and, their only departure from the traditional uniform, four inch high heels.

I was pretty much speechless at this particular point in time. But, not my mum, "Adriana, Becky, your daughters are absolutely gorgeous. So,so very hot."

Their mothers smiled and thanked my mother for the compliments. I gestured for my mum to get out of bed and indicated the two teenagers should join me. One climbed in on either side of me. With my arms around them and hands resting on their bums, I turned to Athena first and told her I wanted her to kiss me.

The first kiss was almost platonic in nature. Although she kissed me on the lips, there was a definite lack of passion and tongue. I gently pushed her with my mind to turn the pleasure, for me, factor to a higher level. At the same time, I moved past just resting my hands on her but to caressing it, to squeezing it, and even to pinching it. It being her bum.

Athena accepted the nudge. Her face moved close to mine again and this time she led with her tongue. She used it to lick my lips very sensuously. We exchanged kisses with my tongue joining hers in her mouth. Our tongues danced together.

Apparently Arya was feeling left out of things. I was not even taking the opportunity to play with her ass as I was doing with her sister. She grabbed me by the chin and turned my face towards her.

As I was turning, I heard rustling from the foot of the bed. Mum had moved between the other two mothers and all three were now standing at the foot of the bed paying to close attention to me and the daughters.

Indicating her further displeasure at my not turning to her directly, Arya pulled my face close enough to hers that she was able to reach my lips with her teeth. She gave me one good bite before beginning to nibble at my lips. Arya also began to wriggle her ass beneath my hand, obviously indicating she wanted some of the same treatment I was giving Athena.

"Who was I to argue?" I thought to myself as my tongue darted out and between Arya's lips. We exchanged long, deep soul kisses until we were interrupted by her twin. Athena pulled my face back towards her.

We kept going back and forth, first one sister, and then the other until I started to get bored with just making out. I had become jaded in the few days I had been awake and endowed with the new power. I wanted more.

While making out with Arya, I took my hand off Athena's ass. I moved it up her body until I reached the back of her head. The next natural move was to push her head towards my head, the little head. Athena took the hint, beginning to lick and kiss her way down my chest towards my ever hardening cock.

Before she could get it in her mouth though, I decided I wanted to see more of the sisters. I wanted to see if they were wearing the sexy lingerie I had instructed their mothers to provide them. Provide me, actually, haha.

I held both girls in place while I told Mum that I wanted her to strip the other two mothers down to the lingerie they were undoubtedly wearing for me. Mum did not hesitate, turning first to Becky. She stood on her tiptoes, pulled the younger stepmother down to her face, and the two began their own make out session. Adriana merely watched while my mother and her wife French kissed and let their hands roam all over each other's body.

Mum did not disappoint by keeping me waiting. Very shortly, she pulled away from the buxom RN in order to start undoing the buttons keeping the front of her dress closed. It was less than a minute later I was admiring the beautiful woman in her orange lingerie.

Becky's C cup boobs were stretching the limits of her push up bra. I could see she was excited by the goings on as her nipples were hard and poking through the fabric of her bra. Gazing over her body, my view naturally moved downwards to her also orange lace panties.

This woman was giving me lots of teasing looks at her most interesting parts. Through the lace of her panties and framed by the garters hanging down from her belt, I was able to see the shadows of her landing strip and a small wet spot just below it.

Although she was wearing four inch heels in a very similar orange, it seemed she was unable to find that shade in the stockings department at her favourite lingerie store. Instead, she was wearing white stockings.

My attention was diverted from her for a moment by the twins shifting their positions on my body. One had a hand rubbing my balls while the other was holding my cock straight up. The sisters were taking turns licking my length and kissing the knob.

Soon enough the kissing turned to cocksucking. Over the past while I had my cock sucked repeatedly by some champion cocksuckers. These two teenagers weren't them. They were obvious novices at this endeavor. But, I was man enough to allow them to learn on my cock.

Since the girls were unable to hold my full attention, I looked back to the three mothers. Bex was still standing still, allowing my mum, to feel and caress her body. Mum leaned in to suck Bex's nipples through the fabric of her bra. Becky stood there silently, hands behind her head so as to push her boobs out further. She was chewing on her lip obviously enjoying mum on her nipples as well as her roaming hands.

Having accomplished my goal with the RN, Mum turned to Adriana. The two mothers had obviously shopped together as they were wearing matching dresses when they walked in. The difference was mainly in the colour. Becky had been wearing, of course, an orange dress while Adriana was wearing a teal coloured dress.

With her darker, tanned skin, and long dirty blonde hair, Adriana's dress showed her body off well. As with Becky, her tits were also threatening the hold of the buttons. Unlike Becky, her stockings matched the colour of the dress. A gorgeous shade of emerald green that matched Adriana's eyes and even her stilettoes.

Mum did not hesitate but stepped to the side of my new Greek goddess. She wrapped her body around the taller nurse and pulled her face down for a kiss. Adriana was much more aggressive a lover than her wife, Becky. And, she displayed this by attacking Mum's mouth with her lips.

With one hand on Mum's ass, making sure there were zero degrees of separation between the two, Adriana bit Mum's lower lip before sucking it between her own lips. Mum hissed her approval as she inserted her tongue in the nurse's mouth. I don't know where the idea came from at that particular moment but Adriana's hand that was clenching Mum's ass came free as Adriana slapped my mother's ass.

This time Mum groaned her approval and pushed her ass outwards indicating her partner was free to spank her again if she so desired. Watching this little interplay gave me ideas for future contemplation.

I was also surprised at this entire turn of events. I had only anticipated Mum stripping the two women down for my viewing pleasure. It seemed we had gone far past that point. Not that I was complaining, mind you.

Becky must have gotten bored just watching the goings on. Even though her hands had long since travelled to her own pussy and tits, she displayed her wanting of something more. That more included her wife and my mother.

Quickly glancing down as I had just realized I was still sharing my bed with two hot, teenage schoolgirls that were oblivious to anything happening in the room except for what each other's sister was doing to my cock.

Their cocksucking was kind of mundane at this point, neither one having indulged before. But the events at the foot of the bed were still keeping me extremely hard despite the poor cocksucking. It is possible to lose your hard on even when in someone's mouth, you know.

Anyway back to the older ladies. Standing behind Adriana, Becky was holding her breasts out for mum to squeeze as well as nibbling at the nipples poking out. Mum took a quick glance at me and decided I would prefer to see the action progress somewhat more quickly.

My mother knew how much I enjoyed watching women make out and she wasted no time going back to that place with Adriana. She had her arms fully wrapped around the nurse's shoulders and I could see tongues making bulges in cheeks. I could also see that Becky was using some mouth action on her wife's neck. I loved this part of the action. Group foreplay!

Without breaking her lip lock on Adriana, mum began to undo the buttons on the wife's dress. I knew what was going on but could not actually see Adriana being unlocked from the binding clothes as mum was standing directly in front of her.

Adriana's arms were lifted off of mum's ass one at a time as the top of the dress was pulled down. In a moment, I saw the dress flutter to the floor. I was so hard due to the inexpert cocksucking being done to me as well as excitement at being able to see Adriana in her provocative, I was sure, lingerie.

But mum was directing this show and I allowed it to progress at her pace. She was doing too well to argue with. If I haven't mentioned it before my mum is super hot. Just looking at her at times would make me hard. When she was playing with anyone, she was even hotter.

This morning Mum was wearing only panties and bra when the company arrived. Now, instead of moving aside so I could see Adriana clearly and dressed for sex, Mum turned around so she was facing me and still blocking my view of the highly anticipated Greek goddess behind her.

In a moment, I was surprised to see Adriana reach around my mother's body. One hand stayed high as the near naked nurse groped my mother's tits. The other hand went low and into Mum's panties. This was fabulous entertainment.

Becky seemingly felt she was being ignored as she joined the groping session. She was obviously groping her wife as Adriana was pushed about. Standing behind the pair and without Adriana letting go of my mother's tit or pussy, Mum's bra straps slipped forward on her arms. Becky had moved this along by undoing mum's bra straps by reaching between the pair.

Adriana reacted by removing her one hand from my mother's breast letting the bra fall to the floor. Her hand did not stay free for long. Moments later, the wife had both of her hands on my mother's naked tits, holding them up for my viewing pleasure.

Mum let out a small shriek when Adriana shifted her grip in order to hold Mum's breasts up by her nipples. Knowing their weight from personal experience, I understood why supporting her breasts by her nipples caused my mother to hiss in a little discomfort. More ideas for the future.

With Adriana holding and fondling my mother's beautiful boobs, it did not take much guesswork to imagine Becky would move in on her lower body. So there was no real surprise when the nurse slithered around Adriana and then my mother pretty much on her knees.

I couldn't believe how turned on I was by this foreplay with my mother. Having seen her naked many a time now, I did not think I could get this aroused. Having stopped the young cocksuckers working me over, they were watching the three women as well, seemingly mesmerized by the goings on. Although I had stopped their oral action on my member, I had had the two keep my prick and balls in their hands, rubbing me gently.

Becky wasted no time kneeling before my mother. She leaned down and placed her face against my mum's feet. This had the effect of raising her glorious, well toned ass up in the air for my viewing pleasure. Even though I had played often with Becky, I still enjoyed seeing her ass.

Mom was no longer being invaded orally by the beautiful blondish wife behind her. Instead of the deep soul kisses, Adriana was licking and kissing Mum's neck and shoulders from her jawline on down. Mum was writhing against the body behind her.

Somewhat startling me, Mum asked me a question.

"Do you like this, Ricky? Do you like seeing your mother being ravaged by these two hot women?"

It took me a moment to locate my voice box, I was so locked into using my eyes. When words finally came out, my voice sounded raspy to me. Even cracked a little bit.

"Mum, you three are so beautiful. And unbelievably hot. I couldn't imagine anything more sexy."

While I was saying this, Adriana raised up the hotness even more. She had moved from Mum's neck to the tits in her hands. Still staying hidden behind Mum's body, her neck stretched around Mum towards my mother's big boobs. Adriana's tongue stuck out of her mouth in order for her to lick my mother's areolae right where her nipples began. Since she was still supporting Mum's breasts by her pinched nipples, Adriana was able to pull them in whatever direction she wished.

Adriana's blondish head appeared from around one side of my mother and then the other. Her tongue was always leading the way. I had not noticed until this time that my Greek goddess had a longer tongue than most.

At this point, I had pretty much forgotten the cheerleaders that had been fondling my cock and balls in their haphazard manner. They each had a hand on my cock or balls and were squeezing me lightly. More than my cock, their attention was also focused on the three mothers, theirs and mine.

Becky had decided that her oral assault on my mother should start at her feet. I don't know if she was displaying a hidden submissive nature deep within her or not but she was totally concentrating on licking and kissing my mother's feet. Mum was definitely enjoying it as she wriggled her toes against the kissing lips.

Watching the two wives working over Mum had me as hard as I could be. This was far better than the last episode Mum had with another woman in front of me. Knowing the two sexy women availing themselves of my mother's body were married and lesbian seemed to excite me even more. And, this was still foreplay as far as I was concerned.

Adriana let go of one of my mum's boobs in order to reach down, grab hold of Becky's hair and drag her upwards. Becky moved up Mum's body but at her own pace. She was fully committed to licking and kissing her way up to Mum's pussy.

It must have been too slow a journey for Adriana's taste. Her impatience shined through when Becky stopped moving upwards to lick the back of my mother's knees. Still holding her wife by the hair, she yanked her upwards until Becky's mouth was directly in front of Mum's pussy.

Becky wasted no more time, immediately spearing her tongue between the folds of Mum's labia. The onslaught was so sudden that Mum reacted by standing on her toes while emitting a little shriek. Of pleasure, of course.

Adriana's impatience was still on display as she let go of Mum completely and forced Becky's head tight up against my mother's cunt. I had to wonder if the dominant wife was getting tired of waiting for her turn to be used by the other two women.

Mum's hands joined Adriana's on the back of Becky's head. With both women's firm hold on her, and mouth mashed against Mum's clit, the woman began eating out my mother. I couldn't see what Bex was doing to Mum because her head was in the way but I could see the results on Mum.

Mum was repeatedly arching her body upwards and making low sounds that increased in volume. She let go of Becky's head after a while and reached up with one arm and around Adriana with the other. Mum was using this wife's body as a support since her legs were threatening to give out.

It wasn't too much longer before Mum announced with a series of shrieks reaching a crescendo that she was cumming. She had jerked her arms away from Adriana and was mashing her pussy against Becky's loving tongue.

When she had come, Mum seemed completely drained of all energy and strength. She slumped before sliding right down to the floor. Obviously my mother was out of the game for a while. Perhaps a few minutes respite would be enough to recharge her batteries.

But, I was not disappointed. With Mum out of the way, both physically and mentally, I now had a clear view of Adriana. All three of us, her daughters and me, moaned out our appreciation of the bombshell standing before us.

Adriana, as mentioned, was a tall, slim, bottle blonde of Greek descent giving her an olive skin look. Her hair, usually done up, was left to fall around her shoulders this day.

She sported D cup boobs in her emerald green, as expected, shelf bra. This type of bra offered support and left much boob available to the naked eye. Even her areolae and nipples were on display. Again for my viewing pleasure.

Looking down, I saw that she was wearing emerald green, of course, bikini panties. I am sure she would have looked maddeningly hot in a thong but the fuller style of panty was hiding a little more skin, teasing the viewer. The viewer? Oh yeah, me.

Right down to her matching emerald thigh high stockings and four inch heels, this mother of two teenagers was so amazing to simply look at. My gaze kept running over her body, from the top of her head to the tip of her toes.
The woman looked simply awesome. I'm sure Adriana would be an absolute turn on for any male of any age. Perhaps as an RN, she should specialize in working with geriatric male patients. She would either get a rise out of them or give them heart attacks. Haha.

With Mum out of the picture for now, seemingly drained of all energy, sexual and otherwise, still crumpled up on the floor, it seemed like the time for Becky to get back in the swing of things. To be honest, I would have had no arguments in Adriana merely pushing her twin daughters out of the way and climbing up on my cock. But, that wasn't in the day's plan even though the plan had gone somewhat awry at this point.

Becky rose up and advanced slowly, ever so slowly, towards her life mate. She walked right up to Adriana, pressed their bodies tightly against one another in order to begin making out. Despite having Becky's fine ass on display, I was a little irked that she was covering up my view of Adriana's body. I couldn't even see them kissing each other very well since Becky's head was blocking that.

My patience had been drained. I wanted to move things along. I sent Becky a command to make sure she always stayed out of the way of my view of Adriana. No sense having the power if it didn't get you what you wanted.

The women, Becky leading, moved slightly in an arc so that both their profiles were visible to their watchers. Yup, even the twin daughters were mesmerized by being able to watch their mothers. We could see Adriana and Becky's tongues battling each other for supremacy. Based on their previously displayed behavior, my money was on Adriana winning even this trivial battle.

Becky was not going down without a fight though. She plastered her body against that of her wife, her hands dropping to Adriana's ass and making sure nothing imaginable could come between their bodies. And, she didn't give up the dueling tongues action either. She was forcing her lips so hard against those of Adrian that the blonde's head was being pushed back.

I kept waiting for Adriana to put on a show of some sort of dominance. She did not. Instead her arms went up around her wife's neck. Her entire body slumped against Becky. The previously submissive wife was now fully supporting Adriana.

Becky's hands on Adriana's ass were keeping busy. I could see her tweaking the beautiful ass cheeks of the voluptuous blonde. Watching intently as she further caressed and squeezed Adriana's butt, Becky slid her hands underneath the emerald panties to cup those cheeks even tighter.

What's this? Mum is back in the fray. Reaching up and grabbing onto Adriana's luscious breasts, it seemed like Mum was using them to pull herself partway up Adriana's body. Her ascent came to a halt when her face was in line with the blondish RN's pussy. Mum's arms slid down Adriana's body forcing Becky to take a step back. Her hands came out of Adriana's panties but their lips remained locked together.

Mum tugged the panties downwards showing us that Adriana kept her pussy well trimmed in the shape of a V. Of course, it was darker in colour, like her eyebrows, and obviously quite wet. My mother speared her tongue onto Adriana's quite prominent clit. The RN's reaction was immediate as she lifted one arm from Becky's neck, using it instead to pull my mother tight against her pussy while she began to pump her loins at my mother's face.

The pumping was forceful as Mum tried to pull her face back from the pussy. It was possible needing to breathe was part of the reason for the push and pull. Mum was quite the trooper though as every time her face was pulled against the targeted pussy, her tongue would swipe every space available while trying to get a little distance.

Becky, in the meantime, was working over Adriana's tits. Again, there was a bit of a tug of war occurring. Adriana wanted Becky to lick and suck her nipples while Becky wanted to squash herself against the breast meat and cleavage.

Eventually, it came to pass that Adriana was on the verge of losing control. I could see the beginnings of trembles in her arms and legs. Mum and Becky were adamant that they were going to finish off our Greek goddess.

Mum's tongue was pistoning in and out of Adriana's pussy. Becky was biting and nibbling on her wife's nipples and breasts. Adriana was beginning to emit a loud keening sound. Without much more ado, she announced she was cumming. At the top of her lungs.

When Adriana collapsed to the floor, Mum and Becky pulled themselves out from under. They cuddled together on the floor catching their breaths.

I wanted, no, needed to fuck the sexpot Adriana again. And again. I would force myself though to wait until I had accomplished my goals with her teenaged twin cheerleader daughters. I had to remember this was just foreplay.

Well. This was not the chapter I sat down to write. But that chapter did not make its way to the screen. This one did instead. The daughters will definitely be coming in the next chapter though. I promise. It won't be a long wait to see it.

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Out of the Whiteness Ch. 06
Moms and daughters, mother and son. Who wins?
This is a fantasy world of my creation, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies in my world. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers, etc., are not mentioned unless part of the sexual activities.

All participants in sex are over the age of 18.

This is a fantasy, don't try it at home.

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When Adriana collapsed to the floor, Mum and Becky pulled themselves out from under. They cuddled together on the floor catching their breaths.

I wanted, no, needed to fuck the sexpot Adriana again. And again. I would force myself though to wait until I had accomplished my goals with her teenaged twin cheerleader daughters. I had to remember this was just foreplay.

Giving all three mothers time to recuperate, I was able to turn my focus back to the pair of teenaged cheerleaders currently sharing my bed. Since I had lost my momentum with them, I decided to go back to basics.

With a grip on their long raven coloured hair, I conveyed my wish that I wanted them to move back up the bed. I started kissing Athena. Again, she wanted to start with that platonic style of kissing but I soon put an end to that. My tongue forced its way past her closed lips and into her mouth.

Arya, in the meantime, was laying half across me, gently rubbing my balls, watching closely what her sister and I were doing. Athena seemed to remember the earlier lessons as her tongue moved into action.

Athena's lips tightened against mine. Her tongue slid between my parted lips and into my mouth. The girl was much better at kissing than she was at sucking cock. Great.

We were engaged in French kissing, an occupation the girl excelled at. Her tongue was not like a weapon. Just a soft growth seeking something to rest against or upon. She used her tongue along the insides of my mouth, the backs of my teeth, and on my tongue. The kisses were gentle and relaxing.

I pulled Athena tighter to me. Arya seemed to dislike my focus on her sister as she asserted her dominance once again. The second twin took hold of my chin in order to drag my lips away from her sister's.

Kissing the two teenagers was quite different. Both were very good and seemingly well practiced at making out. Yet each sister was quite different. Where Athena was soft and endearing, Arya was much more forceful.

Arya's mouth approached mine allowing her teeth to pull out on my lips. Just going with it, I didn't pull back when her teeth began a series of small nibbles and bites of my lips. Sometimes she bit harder than others causing little bouts of, not pain really, and not hurtful, but something I just don't have the words for. Excitement maybe?

Her tongue in my mouth was completely different than her sister's oral probing. Arya was again forceful and she dueled with my tongue. There was a small battle in my mouth.

To my surprise though, Arya was willing to share with her sister. Still with her tongue in my mouth, she groped around until she found Athena's head. Arya pulled her twin's face to mine and somehow conveyed to her that Athena was to nuzzle and lick my jaw and neck.

However it was accomplished, I was enjoying these two cheerleaders making out with me. They were doing such a good job of it that my cock was hard again. Still, I wanted more from these little beauties.

I slipped the arm I had around each and pushed on their shoulders until they were both laying out across my body. I could feel the rise and fall of their tits as they breathed in and out. Once happy with their positioning, I slid my hands back down until I had their tight little butts cupped in my hands.

This was heaven to me. Two nubile teenagers lying on my body and their asses in my hands. Despite Arya's not wanting to share my mouth, I was the decision maker here. That being said, I pulled my mouth away from Arya in order to share my lips with her sister.

Going back and forth from one to the other was like night and day. Athena so soft and inviting. Arya hard and challenging. I don't know which of the two I preferred so I continued going back and forth while the pair continued rubbing their tits across my chest and caressing my face. One place I did not need to choose a winner was on their asses. My hands could discern no difference between their bums. Both were prominent, toned, and firm.

Although my cheerleaders kept their hands busy, neither was doing anything with my hard cock. Making out with them and caressing their asses was keeping me hard yet I still wanted more. Greedy bastard that I am.

On the verge of giving them instructions on how to treat my cock, my attention was diverted by the return of the mothers. My mum was laying spread out on the couch beside the bed while Adriana and Becky had taken up positions on either side of the bed.

The two gorgeous older women were still wearing their slightly rumpled but still extremely attractive lingerie. Their bodies were stunning. I could only gaze at them one at a time since my head was constantly being turned one way or the other by the daughters.

I didn't feel I wanted to give them verbal instructions since that would take me out of the makeout session with the teenagers. Of course, though, that didn't stop me from instructing the mothers. Almost immediately their hands joined mine on the cheerleaders' asses.

The mothers joined me in rubbing and caressing their daughters' buns. In a moment, they inched their hands in position to pull the daughters' panties down and off. They also flipped the extremely short skirts up, leaving the girls' asses fully open to the air and my groping hands.

Although I had my hands on a number of different asses since my eyes had reopened, none of them compared to the two bums I was currently fondling and groping. Their skin was so smooth, so hot, so tight and firm. Their mothers had great asses too but nothing compared to the daughters. Age definitely made a difference.

But, just feeling those asses was not enough to keep my mind's eye occupied. I wanted to see more. I wanted to see something different. Watching two teenagers was not going to be enough.

"Ladies," I began, saying to the mothers, "I want to see their tits."

Without any hesitation, the pair of mothers pulled the daughters up to their knees. The girls silently obeyed their mothers pushing and pulling them into the proper positions.

Reaching around from behind them, Adriana and Becky began to unbutton the fastenings on their tops. Each mother watched the other's hands so their unbuttoning was in tandem. One by one, button by button, the mothers were revealing their babies' tits to my devouring gaze.

I was entranced by the matching cleavages. I couldn't even begin to decide which looked better. Finally, their tops were removed and tossed carelessly on the floor. No doubt of it, the girls had been dressed in lingerie for my viewing pleasure.

Granted that all I could see at this point were their bras but they were extremely sexy. Again, going with matching styles but different colours, their bras were quite sheer. I could make out the outlines of their boobs without giving myself eye strain. Both girls were excited as evidenced by their rock hard nipples poking through the silky material. Although their boobs were smaller than Adriana's tits, the cheerleaders' nipples rivaled those of their mother. They were large around, thick, and, obviously, rock hard. Even though still covered somewhat by their bras, it was a mouth watering sight.

"Play!" I commanded.

There was no hesitation on the parts of the four women. Athena and Arya leaned forward to launch a new make out session. I watched as they caressed each other eventually ending up caressing the other's tit. There was a surprise soon enough though as I saw four hands on each pair of boobs, Adriana and Becky having joined in.

All the hands molded and caressed their respective tits. The girls had their heads back, long hair streaming down their backs as they reveled in the sensations they were feeling. Becky and Adriana were dealing with those bodies as they would girlfriends, not their daughters.

Each of the older bombshells was pinching nipples while nuzzling the girls' necks and kissing their jawlines. They seemed to be trying to crane their necks far enough around to kiss the younger girls. They all seemed so comfortable with one another that I felt I had to search their memories to see if anything like this foursome had happened prior to this occasion.

Giving up the girls' mouths, I focused on their tits as well. Of course, one hand on each body meant the teenagers were receiving equal time from me. Although, truth be told, I couldn't be so sure they even noticed me since Bex and Adriana were using their hands, lips, and tongues to drive the girls crazy.

I had to push hands away to get mine on those boobs. I wanted the nipples specifically. I wanted to pinch them, to pull them, to get my lips and even my teeth on them. I was so turned on, my cock was literally aching. I would have put my hand or hands on it if they weren't so busy playing with nipples.

I conveyed my distress to my mother who was fully occupied devouring the scene before her with her eyes. There was no hesitation though as she sauntered to the end of the bed before climbing on it. She lay down with her head on my thigh and her hands on my dick. Ahhh, a mother's love is a wonderful thing.

Mum's gentle caresses of my balls and her tongue lightly licking its way up and down my shaft were enough to diminish the aching need I had been feeling by some small degree. Enough to allow me to turn my full attention back to the other four women.

Foremost in my mind at this point were those nipples. Big and hard, sticking straight out like pencil erasers, their allure was being hidden by the groping of all the hands, mothers' and daughters'.

Doing my best to force my way into contact with them, I pushed and even slapped the competitive hands out of the way. Part of my problem was that I was attempting to get to both teenagers at the same time and seemed to be lacking in sufficient coordination.

Finally, it sank into my sex addled brain that I could only work on one girl at a time. Arya was my first choice. Pushing Becky's hands out of the way, I moved in on my target tits using both hands. To my surprise, Becky began to move in collaboration with me. Her hands slipped under Arya's boobs and still standing behind her, Becky held up her step daughters boobs for my inspection.

Not wasting time, I grabbed Arya's nipples. Finally, on target, I pulled them, I pinched them, I licked them, I sucked them. Those nipples were everything I could have asked for. In fact, I had asked for them. Arya was moaning as I toiled over her tits.

Adriana, seeing what Becky had been doing, her offering of those young, firm boobs to me, put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards her other's daughter's tits. As I moved closer, she mimicked Becky by holding them up in an offering to me.

While in between daughters and breasts, I had to acknowledge Mum's efforts on my cock. She was still caressing my stones but by this time, she had the head of my cock in her mouth. Mum was not in a hurry as she ran her tongue around the tip of my cock. Her hand that was not on my balls was stroking my shaft very gently and slowly.

It was odd that I felt no urge to speak to the other four women in my sexual odyssey but I needed to assure Mum.

"Mum, that is so fucking good. You are the best a son could ever hope for."

Mum hummed a response further hardening my straining dick. She smiled around my cock.

There could be no wasting of the other women though. I also was not too concerned with Athena's nipples by this time. Playing with her twin had satisfied that craving.

Thankfully, the bed in the VIP room was large enough for all of us. I instructed the mothers to roll their daughters onto their backs and to climb on top.

Then with my mother still worshipping my cock, I watched as Adriana move between Athena's legs and Becky between Arya's. A further command and the mothers were soon doing their own oral worshipping. Of the daughter's breasts.

I had to direct this scene more than I really wanted as the twins wrapped their hands around their mothers' heads, plastering their breast against their willing mouths and lips. But, doing this blocked my view.

Even though Mum was getting slightly more energetic with my cock and balls, bringing me along the path to me cumming, I still wanted the visual stimulation of seeing what mothers and daughters were experiencing.

Each of the girls removed their hand and arm closest to me from the back of their mothers' heads. Lying flat on my back, I was able to watch each mother and daughter duo playing together. This position additionally served to allow my mother better access to my cock.

Mum was so good at what she was doing. She had moved from just holding my cock head in her mouth to deep throating me. She was taking all of me into her mouth. I could feel her throat grabbing my dick as Mum tightened up by making a swallowing motion. Gawd, my mother was a great cocksucker.

Seeming like a choreographed routine, both daughters let go of their mother's heads in order to allow their outside arms to travel down their mothers' backs to their asses. By craning my neck, I could see the younger hands molding, shaping, and caressing the asses. One at a time, they slid their hands underneath their mothers' panties in order to continue their groping and fondling. The moms in turn kept up the same actions except for substituting their lips and mouths as found appropriate.

These women were turning me on so much even despite Mum's best efforts to keep my dick just below the boiling point. She was still deep throating me. Still squeezing my rod with her throat muscles. Getting prepared to milk me.

Deciding I wanted to see the girls in action instead of just on the receiving end, I gave silent directions to them all. The mothers released both the daughters as well as their own breasts from the confines of their bras. Now that was a glorious sight.

Very quickly the two mother and daughter duos arranged themselves in a sixty nine position. Again, as if choreographed, four tongues moved out towards labia between tight firm thighs. I was surprised at how much this affected me.

Mum wasn't just deep throating me any longer. She was immersed in sucking her son's cock to the best of her ability. Mum was swallowing my shaft whole until I was back at her throat. As she pulled back, Mum gave me the best imitation of a hoover as she could.

I felt like my sperm was coming to a full boil. It was not going to take Mum much more effort before I would begin to pump her mouth full of that sperm. And, that was not what I wanted.

"Mum, I don't want to cum in your mouth," I almost gasped out.

Her smile widened around my cock but she lessened the tightness of her sucking mouth. Having established that much control over her without resorting to mental commands, I turned back to my other women.

Rolling first to one side and then the other, I was entirely focused on what was going on with first one duo and then the other. I'm not sure who was putting in the most effort, mothers or daughters. I think the cheerleaders were far more expressive though as their moans and groans of passion, the trilling sounds emerging from their lips were far louder than the similar sounds their mothers were making.

The closer they came to individual orgasms, the more my sperm bubbled and churned. I knew I would be cumming soon but I was sure my mother would not drain my cock into her sucking mouth.

In moments, the daughters reached the brinks of their own orgasms. The yips and yikes they were letting out increased my own rising level of sperm.

"Mum, I don't want to cum in your mouth," I gasped out without bothering to look in her direction.

She was letting go of her oral suction hold on me, sliding up my body. She wanted to see the multiple orgasms that were overtaking all the women at this point.

I didn't pay any attention when Mum leveraged herself upwards to get a better view. I was much too busy admiring the young girls as their orgasms took over their bodies. Although I was really fighting to keep from cumming myself, I was getting more and more excited knowing I would be fucking the teenaged twats shortly.

Mum put her hand on my dick, squeezed hard in an attempt to hold back the cum then threatening to bubble out. Still not looking at her, I watched the two mothers licking and sucking the tender pussies above their faces.

And, that was when she did it. Mum swiftly threw a leg across me and was, in mere seconds, sliding down my rock hard pole. Her pussy was so tight, she was able to lock down on me. I began to squirt into my mother's demanding cunt. Ropes of cum spurted out of me bathing my mother's now orgasming cunt.

There was no stopping me from cumming inside my mother. There was no stopping the cheerleader daughters from cumming on their mother's faces. Everyone was cumming.

"Moooooooom," I bleated out.

Well, folks, this is the finale of this series. The further into it I got, I realized I really didn't like Rick. I couldn't figure out how to make him more likeable considering the circumstances.

If I am ever tempted to revisit this story line, I will be able to do it as a fresh start once the family has returned home. I enjoyed writing about the mothers all together in the last chapter but not so much with the daughters in this one. Sorry if I have disappointed anyone.

Writing the story of Rick's development has become more and more a chore. The readers weren't seeming to enjoy it either as determined by the votes and lack of comments. So, I'm taking the unspoken suggestions to put an end to this one.

For those of you who did, thanks for reading.