The Wheelchair
mc; Mf; Mg; mF; Fg; Mg+; MF; Mdom; oral; mast; inc
If you can remember back to the last helicopters to leave Saigon you might not have seen the ground forces shooting at the chopper. Most TV news shows didn’t bother with that bit of news. One of those bullets managed to find my lower spine as I was helping you Vets as a medic. I have been in a wheel chair ever since.
Oh life has been ok and the VA has taking reasonably good care of me, especially with the medicine, mainly codeine and morphine for the consistent pain. After thirty years I can barely remember the feel of my feet.
I have spent most of the time trying to improve my mind, since my legs don’t work. Luckily the spine injury left my cock and balls intact and working. The women I’ve been with have all had to do the work of riding my cock. I can manage the spooning position if she is little. I guess that’s part of the reason that young girls have become more of my dreams and thoughts during masturbation.
I knew that no thirteen year old would ever want to be with a man in my condition. I’ve always thought that if I could read and control their minds, maybe I could have a young girl love me. Of course, it was never going to happen, but I keep trying to figure out that special switch buried somewhere deep in my mind.
That brings us up to Monday of last week. I was in the local department store and noticed a beautiful blonde about seven or eight year old. She was with her mom and both where dressed in long blue dresses and blue caps. Both had long white stocking and wore tennis shoes. Since I figured they had driven there and they were purchasing an electric clock, I assumed them to be Mennonites or such and not Amish, but I really didn’t know the difference.
What I did know was the little blonde was beautiful, had a long pleated pony tail and was sitting in the basket with her knees drawn up reading a book. I’m not sure she was aware, but by pulling her knees up, her dress hem had come up and I was seeing a pair of white panties that was tight enough to detect a fat pubis behind them. For once, sitting in a wheel chair put me at the perfect height to enjoy her little pussy behind those white panties.
I was trying to keep from looking directly at her, but my eyes were drawn to her like a magnet. Suddenly I realized that she had looked up and was staring at me. Then she looked down at what I was admiring and started screaming for her mother. It wasn’t like I had touched her or even talked to her, but her momma was fixing to bring hell to my life.
She jerked her daughter up and joined the screaming for a manager and a policeman. I started rolling away and the mother started throwing cans at me. My wheelchair is electric and is not the fastest one since it is government issued. A large can of beans hit me in the back of the head and I passed out as I was heading for the floor.
When I came too, the mother and blond girl were gone, but in their place stood the manager, a security officer, an EMT and a cop. The EMT cleared me for questions, but recommended I go to the hospital to have the skull x-rayed. The manager was telling the cop how the mother had said I tried to touch the girl and had pulled her skirt up to do it, since her daughter was religious and would never have allowed her dress to not cover her parts.
The cop started reading my rights and the manager told me I was never allowed to be in the store again. I was put back in my wheelchair and they called a paddy-wagon to take me to jail. My head was hurting so bad, I couldn’t even tell them my side of the story, not that they would believe it anyway. I was a sick pedo.
They keep me in the front of the store while we waited and I could hear everyone taking about how I had tried to rape this little girl. I was actually happy to see the police van drive up. The two cops in the van picked my chair up, and it’s not light, and threw me in the van. My chair tipped to the side and that’s how I rode to the station. My hurting head hit the wall at least once every block.
Once we were at the police station, my head had cleared enough to tell the detective my side. I told him I was only shopping and saw the girl as I was shopping. Yes, I noticed her skirt was pulled up, but no I didn’t do it. I told him I thought it was cute, but not in a sexually way. I knew the truth would not set me free. He said he didn’t believe me because they had witnesses that saw me touch the girl. I was getting mad by this time and told him I wanted a lawyer.
He told me I was free to go at the time, because they were still gathering the evidence, including the store recordings. He told me that they would review the information and have a judge issue an arrested order in the morning, so I had better not try to leave town. They had seized my van for evidence and I would have to get home anyway I could. They didn’t supply rides to perverts.
I had been able to keep my cell phone after they looked at the pictures in it, so after several calls I managed to find a cab company that could take me home in an equipped van.
By the time, we reached my house, my head was splitting into a million pieces with the pain. I got into the bathroom and found my supply of morphine and swallowed two for the pain. I also grabbed a bottle of scotch that I had been nursing for a month and drank half the bottle in about two gulps.
After the drugs and the booze kicked in, I began to rethink my life. I had no family, lived on a disability check so I had no jobs or work mates. I wasn’t a member of any clubs, churches or associations. I really didn’t have a life. And now, what I did have was being taken from me.
Swallowing the last third of the scotch, I went back to the bathroom and grabbed my medicine kit. I had about sixty morphine pills and at least that amount of hydrocodone. Grabbing a bottle of coke, I started chewing pills to make sure they worked as fast as possible. I figured I would at least never have to worry about the batteries in my chair again.
I laughed at myself. Facing my own death, I was thinking of batteries. I remember slipping down into my chair and darkness overtook me.
Sometime Tuesday morning, I heard banging on my front door. Was I dead and hearing the grim reaper? Suddenly I realized my head was so clear, I could hear birds in the yard. I moved my wheelchair to the door, opened it and looked at the lone cop standing there. “Are you Ron Davis?” he asked. I answered him and asked where his partner was. He told me he was alone because no one believed a cripple would be much problems.
I sniffed the air and realized that I stank. Not the city dump type smell, but a smell. The type smell you sense right before a lightning bolt hits. Ozone type of smell. Energy.
I asked him what he wanted with me. He handed me a paper and as he did, his hand brushed against my skin. I felt a lightning bolt hit me. My head snapped and suddenly I knew everything about Officer Jim O’Brien. I heard him say that he wished I would hurry because he had to meet his girlfriend for breakfast.
I looked at him and told him he needed to tell me what he wanted and if he didn’t he could eat his girlfriend for breakfast for all I cared. I then told him why he didn’t go eat her ass now. As I finished saying it, he face went blank and he turned and left. Now I was confused because I could hear him telling someone that his girlfriend was in for a treat and his wife had better never find out.
I rolled back into the house and realized I could still hear him. What was going on and how come I hadn’t died. For that matter, how come my head didn’t hurt this morning? In fact, I had no pain in my back and neck like I had lived with for thirty years. My legs were still useless, but my body seem to be better. Even that itch on the bottom of my foot that had no feeling was now gone. The papers said I had to turn myself in at police headquarters at noon that day.
About thirty minutes later, I heard sirens coming towards my house. It sounded like every cop in town was heading my way. I figured I’d save my front door and moved out onto my front porch when I saw at least ten cop cars stopping in my front yard and every cop got out and pointed his gun at me. I raised my hands as I heard them screaming where was the officer?
I assumed they meant Jim, who was the cop that was here earlier so I told them he had gone to screw his girlfriend. Did I somehow send the other cop away when I told him to go eat his girlfriend? What was going on?
As the first cop moved towards me, I said, “I’m innocent. You should not be here to get me. I didn’t hurt your friend or touch that girl. I need you to believe me.” The first cop grabbed my arm and put it behind my chair. Once again, that spark in my head and I know about this cop too. “Tell you friends I didn’t do anything and let me go.” I screamed and thought of Jim with his girlfriend.
He looked out at the other cops and said, “He’s innocent. We shouldn’t be here to get him. He didn’t hurt Jim or touch that girl. I believe him. Jim’s over at his girlfriend’s house. Let’s go.”
Unbelievably I watched them go back to their cars and drive away. Had I died and somehow came back to not only hear thoughts, but be able to change other people’s mind? How did this stuff work? Was it permanent? Did what I tell them last or should I expect them back in ten minutes?
As I was going back in the house to wait, the woman who lived across the street came out to pick up her trash cans. Funny, she normally waits for her husband to get home from work and makes him do it. As I looked at her, I tried to read her thoughts. Nothing.
So, if I touched you, I could read your mind and control you. I had to be in a drug induced dream, because this stuff doesn’t happen.
Just as I was going back into the house, my phone rang. I tried to see if I could tell who was calling, but nothing came. As soon as I picked up the phone, I know it was the detective from last night. He was calling to tell me they had reviewed the tapes and would not be charging me at this time. Since I had touched him before, was my power still working?
I asked for the name of the woman who made the accusations. He told me that I couldn’t get that information, so I tried my new brain power. “I need you to tell me who she was so I can sue her or something. I think you should have to give me that information. Just her name and address will do.” I said into the phone.
I waited to see what would happen and after a few seconds I heard him say, “Look, I really want to give you that information and I think you should have it. Don’t tell anyone I said this but her name is Leah Cooke and she lives at 824 Ridgeway.”
I hung up the phone as I heard a truck in the front yard. It turned out to be a tow truck. I guess to keep me from suing, my van was being delivered back to me.
I opened the door as a very cute young woman was walking to my door. I asked her to come in, but she declined and said she had to get back. I took the clipboard to sign the release and let my hand slide across hers. I looked at her and said, “I need you to come in as it would make me happy.”
Again, the blank look and she repeated what I had said as she walk into the house. I think I have to touch them to get them to do something. I had to learn more about this and hoped it wouldn’t suddenly quit working.
I asked the girl her name and age. She didn’t hesitate when she said, “Beverly, and I’m seventeen.”
It seemed that once under my spell, I didn’t need to convince them to do what I said. Ok, let see if they are limits to this new power. “Beverly, remove your shirt.” I told her.
She immediately pulled her t-shirt over her head. Then she just stood there with the shirt in her hands.
“Beverly, take of all your clothes and put them on the floor. Stand here in front of me as you do.” I told her as I was going for broke.
Waiting for her to resist or slap my face, she moved in front of me and reached behind her to undo her plain white bra. Sliding the straps off her shoulders, I saw a small set of breasts. Maybe a b-cup. They looked like half oranges on her chest. Her nipples and aureoles were only slightly darker than her skin.
As she pushed her shorts and panties down and off her legs, I stared at the prettiest pussy I had ever seen. Her stomach was flat and tight. A chubby pudenda was split by a closed line that held her treasures. Her pubic hair was the same dark color as her head but only a small strip of hair grew above her slit.
Taking a deep breath to control my lust, I asked her why a seventeen year old girl was driving a tow truck. I didn’t really need to ask, as her whole life had dropped into my head when I touched her and the small lightning bolt went off inside it. I noticed the ozone smell spiked when I touched someone.
“My father owns the wrecker but he is sick. We need the money so I took the truck while he was sleeping. He will be mad at me.”
I told her to sit on the coffee table and lay back spreading her legs. I looked closely at her pussy. She had only a few public hairs around her lips. I reach over and spread her pussy lips and was surprised by seeing an intact hymen.
“You’ve never been fucked?” I asked her.
“No, my religion says I should wait till marriage.” She responded.
“Well, I need you to suck me and then fuck me.” I commanded.
She kneeled in front of my chair and unzipped my pants. I lifted my hips to allow her to pull my pants and underwear down. As soon as my dick was exposed, she lifted it with her hand and slid her mouth down in it. Soon she sucking on it like a bottle. Her mouth wasn’t moving. Just suck, exhale, suck and exhale. I moved her long brown hair aside to watch her face.
“Beverly, stop and look at me. Have you ever gone down on your boyfriend and given him a blow job?” I asked.
She shuck her head and said, “No, I’ve never even seen a penis before. My boyfriend goes to our church and we’ve only held hands.”
I thought she would be good at blowjobs with her small mouth and pouty lips. But how can I teach her not to let her teeth touch my dick and to move her head up and down with the sucking. God, I needed her to suck it right for me to cum.
She nodded her head, and sunk back onto my cock. This time, no teeth touched me and her head was in motion. I know I could hear her thoughts, but could she hear mine and obey them? I needed to find out.
“Beverly, take my cock out of your mouth and lick the bottom from my balls to the top.” I thought. Oh my goodness, she did what I thought her to do.
“Go back to sucking my cock, and put your other hand between your legs and rub your pussy.”
She was doing what I wanted her to do without me talking. This was almost as exciting as the blow job. I decided to leave her a virgin at this time but it was time for her to swallow her first taste of cum.
“Bev, in just a moment some hot thick stuff is going to come out of my cock. I want you to taste it, then swallow it. You will enjoy the taste. When you taste it, your pussy well feel better than it has ever felt and you will want me to suck on it for you.” I said aloud, forgetting I didn’t have to talk.
I leaned back as my cock erupted into her mouth. I don’t remember cumming so much in my life. It wasn’t the best blowjob I had ever received, but getting it from a seventeen year old virgin was exciting.
Finally, my balls were empty, but Bev keep sucking. “Bev, please stop now.” I thought.
She pulled off my dick, moved the cum around in her mouth, swallowed and smiled. “That is the best stuff I’ve ever tasted. Can I have more?” she asked.
Not now, I thought, I want you to lay back on the table and spread your pussy for me to eat. No sooner had I thought it, then she was on the table on her back and spreading her thighs. I wasted no time and leaned over and kissed her now swollen clit.
She jumped and almost broke my tooth on her pelvic bone. “Has anyone ever touched or kissed you pussy before?” I asked. She answered back, “No one has ever seen or touched me down there. I wash it in the bath, but don’t rub it because that would be a sin.”
“Do you like me doing this to you?”
“Yes, but I’m afraid God will punish me.” She cried.
Thinking I had to help this girl, I did some thinking to her. “Beverly, what I am doing to you is normal and healthy. God put your pussy and clit down here to be enjoyed. You will start touching it every night in bed and God will be happy for you. Give me your hand and I’ll show you how to rub your pussy”
As soon as I had thought the words, her hand moved down between her legs. I took her middle finger and slowly moved it around her clit. I pushed it down into her slit and picked up some moisture from her now leaking pussy. As I moved her finger around, she relaxed and soon I removed my hand and her hand keep stroking her now redden and swollen pussy.
Letting her rub, I pulled her outer pussy lips into my mouth and sucked on them. Her body moved up to meet my mouth and I slid my tongue onto her hymen and circled her pussy hole.
I not sure if she said it or I heard it in my mind, but she was moaning, “Nice, oh my God, that feels nice. I hope he doesn’t stop. Is this what sex feels like? This bump on top that he called my clit is hard and it feels so good when I rub it, and his tongue is driving me crazy. What is happening to me? I feel like I have to pee, but I don’t. My pussy is on fire. I can’t believe I said pussy. God this feels so good. Oh God, what is happening? Oh God, don’t stop, don’t stop. I want him to fuck me if it feels this good.”
Suddenly her mind went blank as her body started cumming. I could feel her pussy trying to suck my tongue inside and her juices were flowing out like a river. She was sweet and tangy and I couldn’t drink it fast enough. She quit rubbing her clit and grabbed my hair and tried to push my head into her pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and used my tongue to rub it, as I sucked in and out on it.
Her hips were not touching the table anymore and I could barely keep my mouth on her. Then suddenly, her whole body went taut and she came like an experienced whore. I moved my mouth and watched as her body shook in the after tremors of her cum. I tried to listen to her thoughts, but they were only jumbles of words and thoughts.
One thing about it, this girl was hooked on sex. I let her body calm down before I decided to find out more about her and her home.
Questioning her mind was easy because she was so relaxed. I think she might even be asleep. Beverly, tell me about your family. Do you live with your mom and dad and do you have any brothers or sisters, I mentally asked.
Her thoughts came back immediately. My Mom died when my littlest sister was born. Dad has been raising us. I have two sisters. Ann is eleven and Susie is seven.
Beverly, what day do you go to church? Sunday, she answered. What does your family do on Saturday? We work in the garden and then go out to eat. Does your father go out to eat with you? No, usually I go with my boyfriend and the girls act as our chaperone to make sure we don’t kiss or anything.
Beverly, Saturday, you will bring your sisters and your boyfriend here.
I picked up her thoughts. “Yes sir, we will be here around five. Will you make me feel good again and can I suck on your penis again?”
This time I answer out loud. “Beverly you can suck me all day, and if you like, I’ll let you suck you boyfriend’s dick and we can make your sisters feel good too. Would you like that?”
“Yes oh yes, please.” Was her answer.
I told her to get dressed, but leave me her panties as a souvenir. After getting dressed, she started to leave, turned and kissed me. I realized that I had licked on her and she had sucked me dry, but this was her first kiss and I hadn’t made her do it. She didn’t know how to kiss, but I enjoyed it because it was her first. I would work on teaching her to kiss better on Saturday.
I watched her drive away from the front window and I felt more at peace than I had in thirty years. For the first time in years, I didn’t bother to take any pills, including my pain pills. I sat and smiled at the sky and said a small thank you to the gods above.
But now, it was time to go find and talk to Leah Cooke. I wasn’t sure if I should thank her for changing my life or hate her for the lies she had told. I guess I would find out when I saw her.
Getting in my old van, I wondered if I could convince someone to give me a new van for a real cheap price, like free. Suddenly I was thinking about all the things I had wanted to do, but couldn’t afford to before. I imagined a cruise in my future and maybe a nicer house. Some newer clothes would be nice also.
My head was so full of thoughts, I almost ran a red light. I didn’t want to get killed on what I was starting to consider my first day of living. Listening to my stomach rumble, I pulled into a steak house for lunch.
The hostess led me towards the back of the restaurant and then moved a chair on a table near the kitchen door for me to sit, I touched her elbow, and thought, “You need to sit me at a table near everyone else. Sit me near a family. You need to have the meal comped for your mistake. ”
As soon as I thought, the hostess quickly apologized for picking the wrong table. This section was closed, would I please follow her. She led me to the main dining room and had a chair removed from a table between two large families.
“Sir, will this table be alright? I’m sure my manager will take care of the bill since I made such a mistake. Please forgive me.”
I smiled and told it was fine and thought that I would like her to go to the bathroom and remove her panties and put them in a takeout bag for me. She frowned, shook her head as to clear it and went towards to restrooms.
I had a great hand cut steak with fries for lunch. I also had some fun with the family next to me. The family to the left of me was leaving so I turned to the ones on the right. It was a mom and dad, with two kids. The kids were both young teenagers from their appearance. I looked at each one and said hello. They all smiled back. No one is ever rude to a man in a wheelchair.
Hiding my salt shaker in my lap. I asked the young girl if I could borrow theirs. She brought it to me and placed it in my hands, touching my out stretched fingers. My head popped and her eyes glazed over. I told her in thought she should ask why I was in a wheelchair. As soon as she asked it, her father looked terror stricken and told her not to be rude.
Laughing I told him it was ok, that I was a wounded veteran and I liked meeting people. With that he got patriotic and wanted to shake my hand. I told him, “That would be fine, be please introduce me to your family.”
He stood and shook my hand and I instructed him by mental command to make his wife and son also shake my hand. Being a typical teenager, the boy refused until his daddy ordered him over. Now I had the whole family under my control.
As I ate, I thought that mom should get dad’s dick out and stroke it. They were in a booth and the table cloth would hide everything. Mom immediately responded and reached over and unzipped his shorts. Dad looked down in his lap and smiled. As mom was getting dad nice and hard, I though the girl should move next to dad and help her mom. Dad’s eyes went as big as the dinner plates, because I hadn’t touched his mind. He started to object, when his wife squeezed his dick and said it was time their daughter learnt.
The man just stared at his wife but moaned as his young daughter was learning to masturbate her dad. The girl was talking to her brother about school and didn’t even seem to realize what she was doing. Finally, touching dad’s mind, I had him drop his hand unto his daughter’s shorts and work a finger under the hem to rub her pussy.
As soon as he touched her pussy, I let her see what her hand was doing to dad’s dick. Her face turned completely red but she couldn’t stop her hand. By this time her daddy’s finger was playing with her clit and dropping into her pussy. I told her to enjoy it and told her dad to push his finger into her pussy and finger fuck her.
I enjoyed watching dad and daughter having fun, but felt sorry for the son. I had him move beside mom and she started jacking him off. Thirty seconds later, he splashed his cum so high it hit the plates on the table. Mom then reached over and slid her finger into the warm cum and sucked it into her mouth.
Dad’s dick erupted as soon as he saw mom lick her fingers and his cum went all over the girls blouse and some into her face. I had them leave that alone and not notice it. Suddenly the girl screamed “Yes, oh fuck yes” as she came.
Everyone in the restaurant turned to stare at the family as the mother explained the girl had turret syndrome and she couldn’t help herself.
By this time the four family members were looking at each other strangely and then dad said, “Does anyone know what just happened and why we did it.” Then turned to his daughter and started crying for her to forgive him. The son was looking like he was terrified of what was going to happen to him.
I asked each one in their mind if what they had done was bad. Mom could not believe how big her son’s dick was and how good his sperm tasted.
The son thought that his mom was so good to do that for him and he loved her more than ever, but he was afraid his dad was going to be mad and kill him. He was also wondering if his sister would have sex with him.
The daughter was just happy. She loved her family and especially her dad. She had seen his dick before when he didn’t see her and had wanted to touch it. She wanted her dad to be her first love.
Dad was the most confused one at the table. He loved his family, but was thinking of getting a divorce because he had fallen in love with another woman. Now he wasn’t sure of anything. What he did with his daughter was wrong and his wife would probably have him arrested. His daughter’s pussy was the tightest thing he had ever felt and when he had slipped his finger into his mouth, she was the sweetest and he wanted more. He wanted to fuck his daughter and have his wife join them.
I gave each some thoughts that they would think was their own thoughts. I made the mom the person that would get them all together. Dad would go buy a large hot tub and everyone would get in nude. By the time the evening was done, everybody was going to be sucking and fucking everyone else. I even set it up so dad and son would be spending some time together to show their love for each other with a sixty-nine suck off session. The ladies would join them in their own session.
To add to my collection, I had the young girl remove her shorts and panties, turn and show me her redden pussy, and put her shorts back on. Her pussy was smooth. Not a single hair had been on it. Her thigh and panties had been stained with her cherry’s blood from her father’s finger. She came over to my table, hugged and gave me a kiss and put her wet panties in my lap. She also felt my hard cock as she put her panties down.
The rest of her family joined her and everyone looked at me with a strange smile and left together holding hands. I told them to go to the parking lot and get in the silver and red van and wait for me. I never locked it because it wasn’t worth stealing. The nice thing about a wheelchair is no one has to see the boner you have if your shirt is not tucked it.
As I got ready to leave, the manager came to my table and again apologized for the table mix-up his hostess had informed him about. He also said how sorry he was for the spectacle I had been forced to endure from the table next to mine. He assured me there was no charge and gave me his card so the next time I ate there I would also not have to pay. Then he gave me the doggie bag his thoughtful hostess had prepared for me. I thanked him and rolled out, giving the hostess a wink as I went by her.
In my mind I asked her what time she got off. She answered in ten minutes so I told her to meet us at my van. All that happened during the time I was winking at her.
Okay, I was horny now and needed to find someone to fuck. Bev’s blowjob had been good this morning, but her inexperience had not left me fully satisfied. I rolled out to my van and remotely open the side door and lowered the ramp.
Four faces turned towards me with a confused look on their faces. The dad looked at me and said, “What are we doing here?”
I smiled and answered that we were there to have some fun and everyone should relax. As I said that, their faces eased and they sat back in the seats. I raised the ramp and closed the door. I looked at the mom and said, “Why don’t you take your clothes off for us.” As I said it, the boy’s eyes widen and looked towards his mom.
Let your son help you, I thought. Mom turned towards her son and said, “Tim, would you like to unbutton my dress. “ They son jumped like he had been shocked. He asked his dad if it was alright and when his dad nodded to him he stood and with shaking hands undid his mother’s dress and pushed it off her shoulders.
Mom was a nice looking lady with only a small pooch of a stomach. Her hips were slim and tight. She stood in front of her son in sheer lacy panties and a lacy push up bra. “The clasp is in-between my breast. Go ahead and unhook it.” She told him.
His shaking hands were finally able to get the clasp undone and her breasts were exposed. The daughter gasped and said, “Mom, you have beautiful breasts. Will mine look like that someday? Can I touch them?”
“Me too.” Added the son. Mom reached her arms out and both children fell into them. The son soon was touching her right nipple, when the girl was testing the left one’s weight. At that time, we heard a knocking on the van’s door. I had both kids suckling on their mom’s teats as I pushed my remote and slid open the left side back door so that the hostess could come in.
After closing it again, I looked at the dad and said, “In exchange for your daughter’s body for today, I’ll let you have this pretty girl’s body anyway you want, but you can’t cause damage.” Dad’s eyes were gleaming as he looked over the hostess. She had a look of terror so I reached into her thoughts to calm her down.
“How old are you?” I thought. She jumped when she realized I hadn’t spoken. “Twenty-three,” the answered aloud.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked her head. “No, I’m married.” She answered.
I was asking her questions that I already know to answers to, but I wanted to calm her down and get used to me.
“Any children?” I asked and she shook her head. “Okay, Mrs. Hostess, I need you to relax and enjoy yourself. Think of the man standing in front of you as your husband. Do whatever he tells you to do. “
She relaxed and smiled at the dad with loving eyes. Dad stepped towards her and starting kissing her.
Now for my fun. “Take your sister’s clothes off from the back so I can see her body,” I commanded. The brother stood and went behind his sister who had turned to face me. He reached down and pulled her t-shirt over her head exposing her tiny breasts. Really they were just nipples with a small amount of padding under them.
“Lightly pinch her nipples to make them hard.” This time I only thought it so no one would know if it was the brother’s idea or mine. After a few seconds, I told him to take her shorts off and go back to his mother. My first thought was that her panties were the same color as her skin but a little lighter. A light peach. She was smooth and a camel toe was showing. Then I remembered, I already had her remove her panties and this was all girl skin I was seeing with a bathing suit tan.
I willed her to come stand directly in front of me. Looking her in the eye, I asked how she felt about what was happening. She smiled and said, “Everything has felt so good. I didn’t know it would feel like it has. Some of my friends have talk about sex and how it hurt them, but I haven’t felt any pain.”
Still looking her in the face, I asked, “Do you want me to fuck your beautiful body?”
She hesitated and then replied, “I wanted my daddy to be first, but if you want me, I guess it will be ok.” But it appeared she wanted to cry.
Using my mind, I told her to close her eyes. When she did, I removed the arms from my chair. While her eyes were close, I examined her young body. She didn’t have a figure, just a straight body. Her aureoles were the size of quarters with a small nipple in the middle. Her nipples stood up maybe an eighth of an inch. Her belly was flat with no sign of hair. Her pubis stood out between the hollow of her hips. For such a lean body, her pubis was padded with fat, I guess. She was beautiful.
I didn’t want to disappoint her during her first fuck, but I needed to get my dick into that tight little clam shell. Well, if I could make the hostess see her husband, I could be the dad. I know her name, but I asked it anyway and she answered back Brittney.
“Brittney, when you open your eyes your daddy will be sitting in front of you. He wants to make love to you. You will go to him and get on the knees and remove his clothes. He wants you to show him you want to make love by doing the work. You will touch his cock like you did in the restaurant, and then you will kiss and lick it. You will hear his voice telling you what to do. If you understand what I have told you, nod your head and then open your eyes and make love to your dad.” I thought so only she heard.
I watched her head nod, then her eyes opened. She looked at me and the warmest smile I’ve ever seen appeared on her face. I held up my arms and she stepped into them. I sucked her whole breast into my mouth and squeezed her ass checks. She put her arms around my neck and cooed, “I love you daddy.”
Switching breast, I slid my fingers into her crack. She was wet, but not slick. Her little love lips were still together and her clit was barely enlarged. I didn’t want her first time with her “dad” to be a bad time, so I was going to have to force myself to eat this little girl’s pussy. The things a man has to do.
She dropped down on her knees and undid my belt. Using my arms, I lifted up and l let her slide my pants down. She take my cock in her hands like it was delicate china and blow across the top. Placing little kisses on it, she circled the top and worked her way down the underside. She keep her eyes on my eyes and picked up pointers from my expressions.
I thought I would have to instruct her, but her love for her father was all the guide she needed. I wasn’t the teacher, but the recipient of a young woman’s love. As I grew in her hands, her mouth slipped over the edge and my cock was surrounded by moist heat. Her mouth felt like it was lighting my dick on fire. I wished my whole body could be immersed into the heat of this girl’s mouth.
She started to push more of my dick into her furnace mouth and her lips stretched under it as I started sliding it in and out. I wasn’t going to last long in her mouth and I had others plans for where I wanted my sperm to go.
I picked her up and put her on the back bench of the van. I slid out of my chair and put my face between her legs. She looked at me as if she didn’t know what was happening. I started by kissing and nibbling around her knee and moved onto her warm soft inner thigh. I could feel her muscles jumping as I made little hickies on her skin.
I got to the crease of her thigh and hip and licked it from top to the bottom. She lifted her leg and raised her ass to allow me access. I listened into her thoughts to mainly hear, “Oh my god that feels so good. I can’t believe dad loves me enough to kiss me down there. Oh my god, what is he doing to me.”
I went back to licking and kissing. I crossed over her crack and just kissed where the tip of her clit has poking out of his slit. I went back down to the other knee on the inside of her thigh. She was spreading her legs farther out as I nipped on her tender inner thigh muscles. Her pretty pussy lips were now engorged with blood and I could see the beautiful oyster shell pink of her inner lips.
I rose up to her pussy and flattened my tongue. I licked from her asshole to her clit, pushing my tongue in as far as it would go. Her butt raised off the seat and she grabbed my hair. I wasn’t sure if I heard her voice aloud or just in my head, but she screamed.
I let my tongue go back down and used it to drill into her tight pussy tube. Her pussy muscles were able to squeeze my tongue and hold onto it. Her pussy was flowing juices faster than I could lap them up. I know it was time to let her become the woman she wanted to be.
I laid back on the carpeted floor and pull her down with me. “I want you to control everything, so daddy doesn’t hurt you.” I whispered in her ear.
Taking her legs, I spread them on either side of my hips, reached down and lined my dick with her little hole. When it was in place, I told her in thought to push down. Damn, I thought my cock was going to snap in two. I grabbed her hips and told her too slow down. It wasn’t a race but a slow dance.
I eased her down unto my cockhead. I felt her pussy lips open to allow me in by tearing the remainder of her hymen skin. I pushed up and I was in an inch. Letting her rest for a moment, I lifted my hips and went in a little farther into the hottest, tightest cock sleeve I ever felt. I rested and then felt her pussy muscles pulling my dick in deeper.
Brittney started pushing down and pulling up. My dick skin was being torn off but I wasn’t about to complain. Her head was thrown back and she was biting her lower lip. Suddenly either my pre-cum or her lubricants began to ease the travel inside her body. As it did, she pushed down hard and my cock was buried to my pubic hairs.
The heat against my dick was a blast furnace. She raised up and started moving and her cunt lips were kissing the skin on my dick. I slide my right hand down between our bodies to rub her clit. My left was squeezing her nipples. Her body was covered in sweat and it was dripping down unto my face. Sweet drops of sweat fell into my open mouth.
As I strummed her clit, she pressed down hard unto my hand. With a last push of her hips, she bottomed out on my cock and jerked as her orgasm hit. She was moving like a jack hammer as her body with being hit with one after another spasm. I could feel her hot liquids scolding my raw dick skin.
I lifted my hips the best I could and slammed into her releasing my sperm against her cervix opening. If she was fertile, I just impregnated her with triplets as I fired several times in her before she clamped down enough to keep the sperm from coming out of my piss hole. She was so tight, my cock did not go down at all.
When she finally lifted off me, it looked like a gallon of pink foamy cum poured out of her pussy when my cock that was acting as a cork was removed. After I recovered, I looked at everyone else in the van. Mom and the son had been sitting and watching Britney and me. The boy’s five inch dick was sticking straight out from his stomach. I had no idea how many times he had already cum in his mom, but he was ready to go again.
Mom had cum running down her thighs and her public growth was matted with love juices. Dad was sitting in the corner worn out. Not sure what he and the hostess had been up to, but they both appear will satisfied. Her tits were bruised and had small bite marks on them. Hopefully, they would recover before her husband came home.
Britney had a smile on her face. Her pussy lips and clit was swollen from our activities. I could also see the bite marks and hickies that I had left on her body. I started to have her take care of her brother, but I was tired. I told her to give him a blow job in the back of her family’s car. I told the mom and dad to get dress, but let the boy and girl stay naked. I did put the understanding into dad’s head that he had fucked his daughter, in case she said anything about it.
I looked at my orgy friends and told them that they must never tell anyone about me or what we had done. They must never try to hurt me or try to use my power against me. I’m not sure why I went through that speech, it just sounded like something a super hero would say.
Once I reminded everyone of the plans I had given them at lunch, I sent the family on their way. I called the hostess over and had her use her mouth to clean my dick and balls from the remains of Beverly’s fucking. I could see she wasn’t happy about doing it, but she had tried to sit me against the kitchen door in a wheelchair, so I didn’t feel pity for her.
Once the blood and sperm was cleaned, I made sure to instruct her that she could never say or write a word about what happened today to anyone. I had her dress, minus her panties she had given me earlier and sent her away then I headed for home to get some sleep. After I rolled into the shower, I started to worry that if I slept, I would wake up without my newfound powers. I was worried, but my body was too tired to stay awoke.
Wednesday morning seem to come five minutes after I laid down. I could not remember sleeping so well in thirty years. Nothing hurt and my head was clear.
After taking care of the morning bathroom routine, I dressed and rolled out to my van. I decided to go out for breakfast to see if I could get another free meal. IHOP was featuring all-you-can eat pancakes, and I was starving for some. As I went to pull into the only open handicap parking space at the restaurant, a teen boy and young girl pulled into the space in a souped up yellow Honda.
I backed into a space away from the door and lowered my ramp. I left it down to make sure no one parked there and blocked me in.
Rolling into the restaurant, the waitress told me to seat myself. I rolled over and took the table beside the teenagers that had taken my parking spot. I immediately looked at their table and told them I needed the sugar on their table. The boy ignored me, but the girl reached out to hand them to me. After touching her hand, I dropped them and the boy grunted about stupid old people, but did reach down and hand a pack to me. It was enough.
Reading their thoughts, she was embarrassed over the boy’s action. He was telling her to shut the fuck up or she would walk home. Well, time to teach this dude some manners. He picked up his glass of water to drink, and missed his mouth. His pants were soaked. I made him and her think he had peed in his pants. She started to laugh and called him a baby.
He was getting madder by the moment and stood up to hit her. With my laughter, everyone turned towards him, and stared at his wet pants. I added a little more to his discomfort when he felt a case of diarrhea hit him. He grabbed the back of his pants and half ran, half crawled to the bathroom.
Turning back to the girl, my thoughts told her to get his keys and wallet off the table and leave him. She was worried her parents wouldn’t take her back, so I eased those fears and made her want to go home to her parents. I repeated my super hero warning to her and then she looked around, picked everything up and left. When he came out of the bathroom to an empty table, he tried to leave, but the manager stopped him and told him he would have to pay for the food they had ordered. He started crying that he had no money and his girlfriend had stolen his car. The manager finally let him leave and the people in the restaurant clapped.
My food had arrived by now so I told the waitress that she needed to have the manager comp my meal for having to listen to the boy and girl. One more meal I didn’t have to pay for.
I headed towards 824 Ridgeway, which my map showed was in a rural farming area to see the family that had started this mess in the store. I had a debt to collect on and I wasn’t sure how I planned to do it. The road to her house was curvy and tree lined. I didn’t see any other houses, just a lot of cows and meadows.
As I pulled in front of the address, I saw that it was actually a farming community. I could see about two dozen people in front of the three houses that sat in front. A large red barn was to the left of the houses and a corral with horses was to the right.
Acres of farming were behind the house and on each side. Tractors were busy in the field. I could also make out a bunch of kids in what had to been a school class. All the women and girls were dressed in the blue long dresses, while the boys were dressed in black slacks, white shirts and suspenders. Everyone wore a bonnet or hat. I guessed the men were all working in the fields or were gone.
I needed to get the woman I wanted to talk to apart from the rest of the people. I wasn’t sure that my new powers would let me control a whole group of people. So far five people had been my limit, if you don’t count the cops I turned away from my door and I wasn’t sure how much control I had of them.
Driving down the road, I decided to wait for someone to leave the farm. However, on the other side of their gates, was a small vegetable stand. It appeared to be stocked and I noticed two young girls behind the small table. I pulled in front of the stand close enough so I didn’t have to get out.
The girls appeared to be about eight to twelve years old and dressed the same as everyone else had been dressed. As I rolled the window down, I asked how much tomatoes cost. The older of the girls, told me a bag was five dollars. I told them I needed two bags.
As soon as the older girl handed me the tomatoes, her eyes went unfocused and I could hear everything she was thinking. In a word, bored. I had her tell the other girl to bring my tomatoes over to the van so I could touch the top of her head.
Deciding to enjoy myself and get back at the person who hurt me, I told the girls to take off their clothes. They reached down and grabbed the dress hems and quickly pulled them over their heads. No buttons needed, I thought.
Standing in front of me were two beautiful blond braided haired girls in white cotton panties and tennis shoes and knee high socks. I told them to leave the shoes and socks on, but hand me their panties. The littlest one’s had yellow stains on the thick gusset, but the other’s pair was clean.
There they stood, naked to the world and didn’t care, I read their thoughts to find out the little one, Rebekah was seven and her sister, Sarah was ten. Rebekah was built like a stick. No hips, no chest, and a tiny bubble butt and baby fat belly. Her pubis area looked so puffy compared to the rest of her body. A pencil line slit ran down from a fleshy dimple at the top.
Sarah still had some baby fat on her stomach also. Her breast looked like Hersey kisses and made my mouth water to taste them. Her baby tits didn’t have any color and a baby nipple stood up in the middle. She had a deep navel and a prominent pussy mound. Her baby clit hood was pushing out from between her nonexistent little lips.
Her thighs and hips were starting to add to her soon to be womanly figure. I told both to step up to the van and let my left hand rub on the chest and even squeezed some on the breast kisses. Sliding my hands between their legs proved both had the softest skin I had even touched. I didn’t want to hurt them so I didn’t try to go between their tight pussy lips.
I rubbed to Sarah’s clit and heard her moan. I asked her if anyone had ever touched that spot before. She shook her head and then said, “We’re not supposed to touch there. We can only use a wash rag to clean it. Why does it feel good when you touch it?”
“It feels good because God gave us that spot to show he loves you. Go ahead, both of you touch yourself between your legs.” I told them as I felt my cock starting to appreciate the show they were giving me.
The seven year old looked at me and said, “I don’t feel anything, can you rub it for me?” Some things I can force myself to do and this is certainly one of them. I licked my fingers to wet them and slid them into her crack. I wasn’t sure where a seven year old’s clit was located, so I rubbed under the pretty dimple of hers.
I must have hit the mark, because she jumped and then pushed her pussy mound into my hand. I listened to her thoughts and fine-tuned my fingers to what felt the best for her. The other girl was starting to hump her hands so I reached into her mind to make sure she didn’t stop. I could smell the scent of little girl and saw some moisture running down her leg.
Sarah’s thoughts just about took my head off when she came. She was scared but happy and didn’t understand what had happened. I took her hand and put in my mouth to taste her. She was sweet and tangy with some musk tossed in to the mix. I could have eaten her for lunch any day and been happy.
The little one, Rebekah was worried about her sister. I tried to tell her it was ok, she wasn’t hurt, but she wouldn’t calm down. I finally had to tell her not to worry to calm her. She wanted to know what had happened. I didn’t think I was going to get her off using my hand, so I opened the door and had her climb in the van.
I knew this was risky if anyone drove up or came to the vegetable stand. I put her on the steering wheel with her legs on each side of me and dove my head into her sweet little pussy. I latched my mouth onto the area where her clit should be and forced my tongue between her pussy lips. She tasted like little girl. Not much taste but some sweat and urine. My tongue felt a little bump about the size of a BB. Hoping that was her clit, I started to move my tongue in circles around it.
Her thoughts turned happy and I could feel her start relaxing and opening up. Her pudenda was filling with blood and her lips were swelling. Her clit decided it wanted to come out and play, so I sucked it into my lips, but it wasn’t big enough to make into my mouth. I began to hum on her little clit and she start to buck on my mouth.
Suddenly, she went tense, arched her back and slammed her thighs into the sides of my head. I could feel the tremors and contractions in her groin. This went on for about thirty seconds. I had never seen any female cum that hard before and from a seven year old girl at that. Her taste had changed to a thick syrupy sweetness.
I gave her mound a gentle kiss and lowered her unto the seat. The older girl couldn’t believe I had put my mouth where she wasn’t allowed to put her hands. These people had certainly confused these kids about the wonders of their bodies.
My cock was as hard as it had ever been. I unzipped my pants and pushed them down to my knees. The girls stared open mouth at something they had never seen before. Rebekah looked at me and said, “Mister, what is that thing?”
I laughed and told her it was my penis and it was made to have fun with, just like her pussy between her legs. I took her hand and put it on my hard cock. By reflex, she wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed and I moaned. She let go and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt it.”
I gave her a kiss on the nose and told her that she hadn’t hurt me. I explained that it felt good just like I made her feel good before. She smiled and reached back for my cock, but her older sister had beaten her to it. Now I had two little girls rubbing my cock. I gave them a couple of thoughts on how to rub it and suggested that they should kiss and lick it.
No sooner than I suggested it, than Sarah, still standing outside the van lowered her head and licked it like a Popsicle. Rebekah was not to be outdone, so she got off the passenger seat and down into the center console space. She opened her mouth and took the head of my cock into her hot and wet mouth. I felt her teeth, but that only added to the perversion of having a preteen sucking my cock.
I was rubbing Sarah’s back and sliding my fingers into Rebekah’s little ass crack. I touched her rosebud and slid further down to touch her pussy valley. I didn’t try to enter either hole because I was afraid it would hurt her, but just let my finger circle them.
I put the thought into both of their heads that the hot juice that was fixing to shot up tasted better than anything they had ever tasted. As I shot my sperm into the little girl’s mouth, it startled her and she pulled back. The next shot hit the older girl full in the face. Sarah then dove down and caught the next shot in her open mouth. The younger one had recovered and was trying to push her way back onto my cock.
Two little girls fighting over sucking my cock was turning my on so much that my dick didn’t even get soft. I know I was pushing my luck with time so I had them stop and pulled my pants back up.
I spoke to both of them to tell them I wanted them to go back to their house as they were. They should feel pride in how beautiful their bodies were. I wanted them to touch themselves anytime they wanted to, no matter what others said. They should try to find other girls and teach them how to touch themselves and how to kiss each other between the legs to give them pleasure.
From now on, anytime they saw a man, they should try to show him their pretty pussies between their legs. If someone made them wear under pants, they should take them off as soon as they could. That way they could show men easier how beautiful they were. They should also rub the man’s cock like they had mine and try to get it out and suck on it, remembering how good it tasted. They should sneak into the shower while their father was bathing to show him how much they loved him. They should also forget all about me and the van.
As I watched the girls holding hands and skipping back to the house, I figured this community was in for a shock. I planned to come back and spread my good words to more of them soon.
I was driving back in front of the house when the girls arrived and saw the adults trying to get the boys inside so they wouldn’t see a naked girl. The other adults were trying to wrap shawls around the girls, but they keep throwing them off and touching their pussies.
Driving back into town, I was trying to figure out what to do to the family next. The light ahead change to green but a car coming on the crossroad didn’t slow down as they ran the red light. It was a convertible with three or four girls in the car. I decided to see if I could catch them if they stopped somewhere, so turning right, I followed as best I could. They weren’t speeding, just driving like a fool.
Two miles down the road, they pulled into the mall and drove to the back entrance near the food court and theater. I pulled into the spot nearer to the door in the handicap spot. As they got out of the car, I saw it was two older teenagers and two younger girls. They were laughing and talking to each other and didn’t notice me.
I wanted to teach these girls a lesson, but I felt my cock was too tired to cooperate. Maybe I could set up a future date. I was out of the van and waiting by the door when they got ready to go in the mall. Being a gentleman, I held the door open and waited for them to go in. Just as the second girl went in, I dropped my keys which I had taken off the clip. All four wanted to seem nice and help an old crippled man, so they bent down to gather the keys. With them bent over, I reached out and touch each one and gave them an order not to react.
I said, “I need you girls to listen to me.” They stopped in their tracks, turned towards me as a group and said, “Yes sir.”
“Are you meeting anyone in the mall?” I asked. They each shook their heads no. “Then I need you all to get in my van.”
As I slide open the rear driver side sliding door, they piled in to the van. I drove away and found an old forest road I know no one used any more. I turned around in my chair after unlocking the clamps that kept me from rolling around while driving.
As I turned I asked each one their ages. I couldn’t get used to just reaching in their minds to get the answers. The driver, a long legged red head was seventeen. The other girls were sixteen, thirteen and eleven. I told them to stand up and take off their blouses and shorts. The redhead had a blue lacy bra on that were holding up a nice set of D cups. She was wearing a matching blue lacy thong.
The sixteen year old had a white bra and small breasts. She was wearing black panties and I could see some long pussy hairs pushing out the leg holes. She had jet black hair, top and bottom and olive colored skin.
The thirteen year old had dirt blond hair and was wearing a training bra that I could see was barely be pushed out. Her panties were so tight, a full camel toe was formed.
The youngest girl had no bra and no breasts. Her nipples were large sitting on her flat chest. Her panties had some kind of cartoon character that I didn’t recognize.
Since one was showing her breast, I had the other three remove their bras. Three sets of firm boobs were in front of me. It reminded me of Golden Locks. Big tits, little tits, and an in-between pair. All were firm teenage breasts. The redhead’s bust were a full set and big aureoles and rubbery nipples. The sixteen year olds breast looked like a tennis ball sliced in half and placed on her chest. Her nipples were small and pink and sat on nickel sized aureoles rings.
The young thirteen had the start of breasts and looked like small pancakes with a blueberry on top. Her nipples were a pale blue color and the veins could be seen in her milky skin.
As they were taking their bras off, I noticed the sixteen year old looking at the seventeen year old breast. I decided to call them “A”, “B”, “C” and “D” from the oldest down. After telling them their new names, I searched “B’s” mind to see why she was so interested in “A’s” tits. She liked “A’s” body and had wanted to see her naked for a while. I told her to take off her panties and get on her knees in front of “A”. When she was kneeling down, I told her to take “A’s” panties off.
“A” tried to hold her panties up and started saying she wasn’t a dyke and didn’t want to be touch by another girl. Well, I didn’t like her attitude, so I decided to have some fun with her. I had the other girls remove their panties and had “A” lay down on the floor. Her mind was fighting me, but she couldn’t stop herself from obeying my orders.
I told “B” to remove “A’s” panties and to start kissing and licking her pussy. “A” was trying to pull away, but I wouldn’t let her move. She keep saying no, stop it, I’m not queer. To shut her up, I had “C” sit on her mouth with her pussy. I commanded “A” to eat her out and to make her cum. “A” was crying, but couldn’t stop her tongue from licking “C’s” little quam. “B’s” tongue must have been having an effect on her, because I could hear “A” moaning and watched as her hips started lifting of the floor to meet “B’s” tongue.
Since everyone seemed to be occupied but “D” and me, I had her sit in my lap. Her name was Diana, which somehow matched the “D” I had named her.
She had never kissed a boy, so that’s where we started. Her lips tasted like strawberries and she was hesitant about opening her mouth, but once my tongue touched hers she relaxed and melted against me. Taking one of my hands that was cupping her small little ass, I brought it up and pinched her nipple. I could feel the beginnings of the breast fat that was starting to form. This girl was on the verge of puberty.
She moaned into my mouth as I rubbed her tit, and my other hand worked into her ass crack. She pushed against my fingers as they rubbed her virginal slit. I was sliding my fingertips into her pussy lips but they were so dry I couldn’t do much. I could feel the little indention where her pussy channel was, but not even my little finger could go into the hole.
I slide my hand from her chest and played with her dimple at the top of her pussy slit. We had quit kissing and she was looking at the other three girls getting eaten by each other. She said the girl on the bottom, “A” was her sister and she was mean to her. She hadn’t wanted Diana to come to the mall with her friends.
I was still rubbing her pussy and her clit was starting to swell and her lips were getting slicker with her juices. I asked her if it felt good and she giggled and nodded. I turned Diana around so her back was too me and had her sister crawl over to her.
“A” was still fighting me but to no avail when I told her mind to ask her sister if she could lick her ass and pussy. She glared at me while she was asking her sister. Diana giggled, probably the sweetest sound is a young girl’s giggle, and told her ok.
“A” lowed her head and I had her lick Diana’s asshole to start. Diana almost came off my lap when she felt her sister tongue. I keep pushing “A” mind to tell her she enjoyed licking and sticking her tongue in her sister. I could hear the slurping and squishy sounds her tongue was making. Diana had her eyes closed, her head leaning back and was moaning.
I had “A” switch to her pussy and push a finger into Diana butt. I placed the thought in “A” mind that Diana had the sweetest taste that “A” had tasted and that she would want to have more of it each day. I placed Diana on the van floor and had her sister continue to eat her out.
I called the other two girls over to me and had them slide my slacks down and start licking on my cock and my balls. Diana had reached her boiling point and I heard her climax. I felt she desired a few more so I let them keep going.
I took the thirteen year old and pushed her head down on my cock and told her mind to relax her throat. I had to calm her down, and my cock slid into her throat but it was going to take a long time before I erupted into her stomach. Never had I felt anything like her throat muscles massaging my cock. I had to force myself to let her head up to keep from harming her. I let the girls switch between them and my dick let me know he wasn’t as tired as I thought he was.
I pulled out of her throat and spin her around. I wasn’t sure which one I had, but I sat her down and felt my dick go into her tight pussy. It turned out it was “C”, the thirteen year old. I felt her cherry split as I pushed her down. The foreplay with the other girls had her well lubed and ready to be fucked. It only took two pushes until I was all the way in.
As she realized what was happening to her, she tried to pull away. I thought into her mind and caused her to reverse her direction. Now she was fucking me. Pushing down and then pulling up. I wasn’t going to last long with a thirteen year old virgin pussy sucking me dry. I grabbed her hips and pushed as hard as I could and let my scolding sperm splash into her awaiting cervix entrance. I held myself in her as tight as I could and let my cock pump its load into her.
I’m not sure if she felt me cuming or I was rubbing her clit enough, but regardless, her pussy started to spasm and squeezing on my cock. Her little pussy was giving me a message like I had never had before.
After I rested and Diana came again on her sister’s tongue, I let them get dressed, minus the panties. I told each that they would remember what had occurred but could not tell anyone else about or write anything about it.
Today I had played and been sucked on by four virgin girls and two experienced girls and had fucked one in her pussy. Since my dick was done for the day, I decided that tomorrow I would find more girls to play with. I took the girls back to their car, gave them the speech about how they must never tell anyone about me or what we had done. They must never try to hurt me or try to use my power against me. I added four more panties to my growing collection.
My stomach let me know it had been a long time since lunch. I did the drive thru windows at the burger shack and actually paid for my meal.
Even though my body was better, it still got tired easily, so after a quick shower, it was bed time. As I laid in bed, I relived the best two days of my life. With the images of beautiful young girls drifting in my mind, sleep came slowly.
As Thursday’s morning sun was steaming though my open blinds, I was using my left big toe to scratch that pesky itch on the bottom of my right foot. Aha, that feels good. Wait, I’m using my foot and I can feel my other foot. I have feeling in my legs. Throwing the cover aside, I watched in amazement as my toe wiggled.
I tried to pick up my leg, but after so many years of non-use and atrophy, it was too weak. But I could feel it. I was going to be able to walk again someday.
Grinning as I got dressed, I made plans to revisit the farm. I drove out and slowed down as I got close. Just like before, there was girls, boys, and women in the front yard. It looked like they were chopping weeds in a garden area. I went to the road side vegetable stand hoping my two little friends would be there.
An old woman was standing beside the table. She wore the same blue dress with the blue bonnet. I asked her where the little girls were. She responded by telling me that they were not to be talked about.
“Those girls are possessed by the devil and the parents are too. Running around showing everyone their bodies. It was a good thing their mother had the decency to tell the elders of their behavior. And the father was no better when he allowed those monsters to get in the shower with him. No telling what has been going on in the hell hole. The elders were correct in shunning everyone, but the mother.” She stated.
For not being talked about, she was ranting and raving enough about their actions. I felt bad about separating the girls from their mother, but didn’t know what to do about the situation.
I asked the woman for some apples, but she told me I had to come get them because she was too old to get up. I released my chair and put the ramp down to get out. As I rolled toward the old woman, her eyes got bigger and she stood and came towards me.
She screamed at me as spit sprayed from her toothless mouth, “You’re the gimp that tried to rape my granddaughter. I recognize you now. Go away, we don’t want your kind here. I’ve got a shotgun and I will kill you if you don’t leave us alone. Get!”
As she reached out to claw me, I touched her hand. The lightning bolt in my head was the strongest one I had felt. Apparently the older the person, the more memories they had, the harder the lightning hit me. As I was recovering, she was standing still and staring at me with hate.
Her thoughts were mostly mean and evil. Her name was Ruth and she had whipped more children with switches and other items than I could stand. She had had sex one time in her life and that produced her daughter. She didn’t like her daughter’s husband and really didn’t like her four grandkids. Three girls and boy.
I had her tell me where the two little girls lived. I found out where she lived, then I instructed her to have her daughter and grandchildren meet at her house tomorrow night after they had their group dinner. I made sure she couldn’t tell anyone about me and or my plans.
I followed the road beside the fruit stand and found the house the woman had told me the girls lived in. I parked on the trail so no one would know I was there and as I approached the back of their house, I reached out to see where the girls were at the moment. They were on a bed with a man’s dick in their mouths. I assumed it was their father’s so I sent a message to them to remember me and to come meet me at the backdoor.
Two little bundles of naked beauty suddenly rushed out the door and on to my lap. They almost knocked my chair over when they landed on me. I found my hands holding two little firm butts with my fingers sliding into the crack between their legs.
Both were trying to kiss me, so it appeared daddy had been enhancing their sexual education. Their pussies were wet with little girl slime and my finger had no problem sliding into two tight pussies. Daddy really must have been doing some serious education.
Hearing a cough from the porch, I looked up and saw a man wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. “I take it you know my daughters?” he asked.
“Yes, I met them yesterday. I hope you don’t mind?” I said remembering I hadn’t touch him yet.
“Well I ought to shot you and then call the police, but under the circumstance of them being naked and me half-dressed, I guess we should talk. Can you get your chair in ok, or do you need help?” he asked.
I did need him to help me up the two steps and as he approached me, I touched his arm. His thoughts were confused. He was torn between his religion, his wife and the new found sexual urges for his daughters. I backed the chair to the steps and he helped lift up the back as I gunned it in reverse.
Once in the house, Rebekah, the youngest crawled back into my lap and Sarah climbed into her father’s lap. Sarah immediately stuck her small hand inside her daddy’s boxers and pulled his dick out. She started to rub it. Rebekah was not to be outdone, so she got down, unzipped my jeans and pulled my dick out also.
Looking over at her older sister, she slid down between my legs and lowered her little mouth onto my cock. Just looking at her blonde ponytail swishing back and forth and feeling her tight, hot mouth brought me to the edge. I started doing times tables and anything else I could to make the moment last. She was only able to get the mushroom head in her mouth, but her tongue was wiping around the rim and making it harder than I could remember.
I was determined to hold off my impending eruption, but made the mistake of looking over at her sister. Sarah was bent at the waist sucking on her daddy’s cock. I couldn’t see her mouth because her little butt was facing me. She had her legs spread and I could see her rosebud. Lower were her love lips that were open because her finger was running up and down her slit.
Occasionally her index finger would dip into her pussy and then come out to stroke her clit. As I watched, her finger slid back to her rosebud, circled it and then sunk to her first knuckle. That was it. I blew my load into little Rebekah’s mouth. Her mouth was too small to hold the load of sperm I was releasing and she started to sputter and choke.
I lifted her off and used my hand to finish shooting four more times onto Sarah’s ass cheeks. Looking at Rebekah, she had cum on her face and hanging from her nostrils. She was still trying to get her breathe, so I picked her up, wiped her nose on my shirt and lifted her arms above her head.
I thought she would be mad at me, but she smiled and kissed my lips. I could taste myself on her lips, but didn’t care a bit. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and we played tongue tag. As I would pull out of her mouth, her tongue would follow into mine. I could not remember a kiss that was so erotic in my life. A seven year old girl was teaching me about kissing another person.
She sat in my lap and watched as Sarah crawled into her daddy’s lap and slowly allowed his cock to slip into her pussy. I couldn’t believe I was watching a ten year girl get fucked. Her daddy held her by her hips to keep her from going too far down on his cock. It appeared he was only allowing about two inches to enter her.
It didn’t seem to matter. She looked happy and was kissing and hugging him every time she raised up. Rebekah took my hand and pushed it between her legs. She whispered into my ear that she wanted to do what Sarah was doing, but her daddy said she was too small and would only use his finger inside her.
Leaning closer to my ear, she said, “Would you put your finger inside my yunny?”
“I would love to put my finger in your pussy, but if it hurts, let me know.” Was my response.
Kissing her nose, I slid my pointer finger into the tightest, hottest hole I had ever felt. She settled into my chest as I pumped my finger in and out of her to the first knuckle. As I looked at her and her sister, I realized I had not used any mind power on them this morning. This was all their doing. Well, except for the thoughts I had put in their minds before.
I looked down at this beautiful little angel and wished I hadn’t done it to them. I watched as Sarah threw her head back as her body went into a body bending orgasm. Shortly after her father tensed up and I could see his thick cum squeezing out of her tight, lipless pussy around his cock.
I had never seen this kind of love and lust in my life. I could only stare at them with my mouth agape.
After we all calmed down, I asked Luke, “What do you want me to do? I can leave the girls as they are or return them to how they were and they won’t remember anything.”
He looked at each girl and then at me before saying, “I love these girls more than anything. I never would have thought I would have done the things I’ve done, but I don’t want to stop what we have started.”
As soon as he finished stating his feelings, both girls wrapped their arms around his neck and started crying how much they loved him.
He continued, “But, we can’t even go out of the house. They refuse to wear clothes and they grab at all men and even some women. Can we have it both ways?”
I smiled at the three and nodded. I wanted all of them to hear the same thing, so everything was said aloud. Trying to remember everything they had been told was hard, so I started fresh.
“I want you both to know you are beautiful. You can touch yourself and each other anytime you are at home and do not have guests. You should not tell anyone but your Mom and Dad how you feel about sex. Don’t try to touch anyone else except Mom, Dad and each other until you grow older and start to date or Mom and Dad say it is okay. You can decide if you want to wear panties, but if you don’t, make sure no one else knows about it or see you pretty pussies.” I told them.
“Can we still play with you Ron?” Sarah asked with a smile.
“Let’s ask your daddy.” After telling them that, we turned towards Luke and hoped his answer would be what I wanted it to be. He only smiled and nodded. Now I had two little beautiful angels clinging to my neck.
Luke’s face then saddened and he asked me, “What about Hope, my wife, their mother. Can you get her back and will she agree with what you told the girls?”
I told them I needed to know what had happened to make her leave and then maybe we could figure out a plan. They told me that Sarah and Rebekah had stripped and joined Luke in the shower. Sarah had just grabbed his cock when Hope walked in, saw them, started screaming and ran out. He felt she had gone to Leah’s house, as she was her best friend. Leah lived with her husband, three girls, a boy and her mother Ruth. She was staying at the house of the old hag that was at the vegetable stand and the girl that had accused me in the grocery store. Life can be funny at times.
Coming up with a plan that would work took a few minutes. Sarah would go try to get her mother home by saying Rebekah was hurt. When Hope had seen them in the shower, it was because Rebekah had cut her head and gotten blood all over her and Sarah. They were scared and had run into the shower to get their dad’s help. He was washing the blood off them to see how bad they were hurt. The wound had reopened today when she fall and she wanted her mother’s comfort.
We got everyone washed up and opened the windows to rid the air of sex. Everyone got dressed and then we made a small cut on Rebekah head under her hair, but I blocked all pain sensation. Scalp wounds bleed a lot, so her dress showed blood on the front and back, before we bandaged it to stop the bleeding. Sarah made sure her dress had some blood on it so her mother would be worried.
As Sarah was heading out the door, I called her over and lifted her dress up. As I thought I would, I saw an uncovered plump vulva. We convinced her that her mother might do the same to be sure she was backed to normal. She grinned, pulled her dress up to her shoulder and pranced out of the floor as we stared at her cute behind. Shortly, she came back in the room with her dress still up to show us her pretty white panties.
Luke checked Rebekah for panties, and as her sister had, she wore none. He popped her rear, then picked her up and planted a big kiss on her pudenda making her squeal. She run off to put her panties on as we waited for Sarah and their mother. I waited behind the door so I could touch her as soon as she came in the door.
After about twenty minutes. We heard them running up the gravel path. I waved Rebekah over near the door, so her mother wouldn’t rush into the room. Suddenly the door was pushed open and a woman entered and grabbed Rebekah, pushing her hair aside to check her wound. As she did, I reached around the door and touched her back. The lightning bolt wasn’t as bad as some of them had been.
She paused for a moment and then continued on hugging her hurt daughter. Since Sarah hadn’t come in yet, I touched her thoughts to see what was happening. She was talking on the porch with another woman. I heard her called the woman Miss Leah.
Oh no, if she saw me before I could touch her, she would recognize me and cause problems. I told Sarah to have her close her eyes as she had a surprise for Leah. She did better, she had Leah turn around backwards and enter the room that way.
Leah was arguing that she didn’t want too, because she didn’t trust her father. I had Hope call out that it was safe, her husband wasn’t even in the room. That must have done it, because I felt Sarah relax. As Leah’s backside entered the doorway, I reached out and grabbed her ass, calming her down at the same time. Even after having four kids, her ass was firm, must be the farm work.
For the moment, I made myself invisible to the two women, and warned the other three what I was doing.
I had Leah sit on the couch and go to sleep while I listened to the other four people. Hope was trying to comfort Rebekah, who was crying because she had missed her mom. Sarah and Luke were just standing there watching.
Once she made sure Rebekah was okay, she told the girls to go to their room while she talked to their dad. Neither girl wanted to leave, but I assured them I would let them listen through me. Both girls hugged their mom and then went and did the same with their dad. I saw Hope flinch when the girls were hugging Luke, but surprisingly not for the reason I’d feared.
Once the girls were gone, Luke asked Hope why she had ran off and left them. Hope started telling him that she had seen him and the girls in the shower and with the way the girls had been acting, she was positive that he had been doing inappropriate things to the girls.
Her wording threw me off some, but her real thoughts were more enlightening. The girls were starting to cry because of what Hope was saying. Rebekah was saying she was never going to be able to have her daddy put in cock in her and wouldn’t be able to play with me anymore. I assured her she was still going to have fun.
Hope was looking over at Leah and then berating Luke about the girls. She was so sick of what he had done. Again, her thoughts were telling me a different story, so I decide to intervene.
“Hope, you must tell the truth and what you felt when you saw the girls in the shower and why you left.” I said it loud enough so everyone heard me.
Hope turned towards where she had heard the voice and I allowed her to see me now. She didn’t say anything to me, just stared at Leah on the couch.
“She cannot hear you and will not be able to tell anyone what you will say.” I assured her.
She turned back to Luke and collapsed on the floor. Luke thought I had done something to her, but I reassured him she was only scared of what he and the girls would think about her. Both girls heard that and ran into the living room and jumped on their mom telling her they loved her.
Hope finally turned and asked me if the girls could leave the room while she told her story, but I thought the girls should hear it as it would affect their future.
Hope looked at the floor and said, “I didn’t run out because I thought you were hurting the girls. I was jealous and didn’t know how to handle the shame. Luke, I’ve never seen you without clothes and you’ve never seen me either. You haven’t seen the girls that way since they were one year old.”
“I wanted to see you and touch your penis like they were doing.” She continued.
“Daddy calls it his cock.” Chipped in Rebekah.
Hope smiled at her and went on, “We’ve always gotten undressed in the dark and never touch each other. You put you penis, I mean cock in me, release your sperm and then we go to sleep.”
She smiled at Rebekah who was dying to tell her the names that she now know. “I know you probably know other words Rebekah, but those are the names that I’ve always used, if I ever spoke about them at all. I wanted to go into the shower with the three of you, and touch and wash every part of your body. That includes you two girls. But even worse, I wanted you to see and touch me. I knew these ideas are sins and you could never understand or forgive me.”
With that, all energy was drained from her and she laid down and cried. The girls keep hugging her and wouldn’t let her go.
I spoke to Luke and the girls and told them to undress. Once they did, they all crawled over Hope and started tearing her clothes off. She fought them until she realized they were naked, then relaxed and let them undress her. Once she was naked, the girls each started touching, licking and sucking on a breast. Her nipples were soon hard and sticking out. Hope was running her hands up and down the girls’ backs and rubbing their asses.
Luke on the hand, decided to make up for lost years. He spread Hope’s legs and started kissing her inner thighs. Hope was looking at him between the girls’ blond hair. He looked at her, smiled, blow her a kiss and then for the first time ever, kissed her pussy.
Hope tried to stop him, but soon started to enjoy his tongue and lips. He was spreading her pussy open and lapping at her love juices. Her hips were moving in a circular motion and I detected fear in her mind. She began to try to get up, when I stopped her.
“Hope, have you ever had an orgasm? Felt your insides shake and lost complete control of your body?” I asked her aloud.
Hope was shaking her head and then said, “I never felt anything like that. When Luke and I make love, it only last a couple of minutes and I never felt anything, except love for him.”
Luke and the girls had stopped as she made her disclosure.
Rebekah and Sarah both were talking now telling her how good daddy could make her pussy feel and then she would see stars when she came. Luke was now smiling at his daughters and told Hope to just lay back and enjoy it. Dropping his head back between her stretched legs, he quickly brought her to her first ear shattering orgasm. Yes, ear shattering, my ears.
“Mama, will you make me feel good like daddy made you feel?” asked her youngest daughter.
“You want me to kiss your, er, er pussy, Rebekah?” asked Hope while Rebekah just nodded her head. “Wouldn’t you rather have your father do it, because I’m not sure I know how to make you feel good? But, I’d like to learn.”
Her words were barely said when Sarah was pushing her mom back down and pulled her sister over to sit on her mother’s face. “Just lick and kiss her Mom, she’ll let you know when it feels good.” Sarah instructed her mom.
I smiled at Luke and Sarah as she sat on her daddy’s lap. “Well, are your two happy? Is that what you wanted?”
Both were nodding and Luke finally said, “I never know she wanted to see me and do other things. I’ve wanted to hold her and bathe with her but was afraid to try it with her.”
Sarah was whispering something into Luke’s ear, but I was watching Rebekah have her cum on her mother’s mouth. Rebekah was shaking and moaning and had grabbed her mother’s hair to push her mouth closer to her little pussy. Her mother was rubbing her own pussy and had a finger buried into her wet hole.
Sarah was tugging on my arm so I turned and kissed her nose. She giggled and leaned against my ear.
“Ron, Daddy said it was okay if I let you, er, fuck me.” She said as she turned bright red from using a word she had never used before and knew it was a naughty word.
“Do you want me to make love to you, because to fuck means to use someone? Making love means sharing with someone and that is what I want to do with you.” Smiling I answer her.
She smiled back and started pulling my zipper down. I helped her by pushing up with my legs. Yes, my worthless legs were helping me stand. She got my pants down and grabbed my cock and kissed the tip of it. Grinning up at me, she licked the end and let it sink into her mouth.
Hope was sitting up with Rebekah on her lap and was watching us.
She asked Luke, “Is that safe for her to do? Isn’t there germs or something?”
He responded that I was just as clean as her pussy was and he didn’t look like he was getting sick from her.
“Would you want me to do that to you?” She asked him and his head was nodding.
Rebekah pulled her mother’s arm and said, “Come on Mama, I’ll show you how to suck his cock.” All of us broke out laughter at her wanting to teach the adult.
As they were going over to Luke, Sarah was crawling up into my lap. She told me to hold my cock so she could sit on it. Then she kissed me and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I was letting this little ten year old set the scene and guide me how she wanted to make love.
I was rubbing her little butt with one hand and my cock with the other. One of my hands could hold both of her little cheeks. As she pulled back from the kiss, she grinned and looked down and she pushed down onto my cock.
I could not believe the pressure on my cock and that it wasn’t hurting her, but she kept grinning and forcing her body down. Suddenly my cock was in a vice, a very hot vice as the crown of my cock had entered her little quim. I didn’t move, but she raised up about a tenth of an inch, smiled at me and sat down.
Oh my god, I couldn’t believe that I had about two inches of my adult penis in this little girl. I didn’t want this to hurt her in any way so I resisted all urges to bury myself to my balls in her furnace. I also didn’t want to cum before she did, but that I wasn’t going to bet on as I could feel my balls tightening up to release their load.
She was grinning as she watched my face scrunch up. Then she turned the tide and said, “I’m not hurting you, am I Ron?”
That got her tickled on her sides and under her armpits. I let my thumbs rub over her nipples that felt like little rocks on her chest. As she was giggling, I could feel the ripples through her pussy onto my dick. It felt great, so I kept tickling her.
She was laughing so hard, so didn’t even feel my dick slid far enough into her that I felt her cervix. Surprisingly, she was taking about four inches into her pussy. I could see the bulge in her lower stomach each time my cock throbbed.
She quit laughing and looked down to see how much of my dick she was handling. She reached around my neck and hugged me, laid her head on my chest and started to rise up and then push back down. Each time I brushed her cervix entrance, she grunted and raised back up to do it all again.
Sweat was running down her back because she was doing all the work. She was also picking up the tempo and pushing down harder. I can feel the cervix pressing against my cockhead each time she pushed down. Her grunts were getting louder and more frequent.
I had forgotten all about my needs as I watched Sarah satisfy her needs with my body. I looked from her sweating pixie face down to the little candy kisses on her chest. I remember wanted to taste those little tits so I bent her backwards and ducked my head to sucked the right on into my mouth.
The whole kiss was sucked in and I let me tongue rub her stiff nipples. Her breast was firmer than I had expected, but so soft too. I had to check out the left one, so I sucked as hard as I could and pulled backwards. Never would I have imagine that I could stretch her tit out almost three inches. I didn’t want to hurt Sarah, but her moans and thoughts told me she liked a little pain with her pleasure.
I grabbed the other kiss and bit the nipple between my teeth and pulled. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to send pain to her brain, which triggered the pleasure in her pussy. I let go and watched her cum. She was bouncing faster than I could hold her so her cervix was taking a beating, which added to her pain. When she came, her eyes rolled in her head and her head flew backwards.
Her cum pushed me over the brink and I started pumping that bruised little pussy full of man cream. I couldn’t remember ever releasing so much spunk at one time. I think I squirted five or six times. I lost count with all the endorphins that were flooding my brain.
It was all I could do to hold on the Sarah’s limp body to keep her from falling. I looked over at the other three and they were staring at us. Hope finally said, “We you two okay? Did my baby pass out from pain or pleasure?”
I smiled the best I could and said, “Both. Your little girl enjoys a little pain with her pleasure. I noticed earlier that she was rubbing herself petty hard, but I didn’t realize she would like it that much. I know I sure had fun with probably the best love making in my life. Thank you both for allowing me to share in your family.”
Sarah was coming back around and was leaning on my chest. In just a moment, we heard her lightly snoring. Hope got up to get her, but surprised me when she kissed me and whispered thank you.
Hope took Sarah to bed and then came back in the front room.
“What are we going to do about Leah? I told her what I saw and she had told everyone. Now she been sitting here and I don’t know what she heard or saw.” Hope was almost in tears when she told us her concerns.
“I don’t know what you can do about everyone else knowing, but I think we can make sure Leah is seeing what we want her to see. I need to wake her up and get her to understand what we want.” I told them.
Hope quickly got up and told everyone to get dressed so Leah wouldn’t see them nude.
“No, don’t worry, she’ll see what I tell her to see. You’re safe and I kind of like looking at your body. Sorry Luke.” I stated.
Luke laughed and said, “Today is the first day I’ve ever seen it and I like what I see a lot.”
“I thought you two only liked little girls, not old women like me.” Rose added.
“I don’t know about Luke, but I like all females. If you have a brain and a pussy, what more could we want?” was my answer to Hope’s question. I peeked into her thoughts and found she was kidding, but had some concerns that she could compete for Luke’s love with her daughters. I put a few ideas in her head to alleviate her worries.
“Now that that is settled, let’s work on Leah. Leah, I need you to sit up. Everything is normal here and everyone is dressed as they should be. Sarah was tired and went to bed. You have found out that Hope was silly when she ran out. Luke and the girls were dressed in clothing in the shower. Luke had the girls in there to wash the blood off them so he could see the wound and dress it. Hope jumped to a wrong conclusion.”
I continued to try to right the wrongs I had caused. I told her, “The girls had been acting strange when they took their clothes off because of the bump on Rebekah’s head which didn’t start bleeding until she hit it again. Sarah had gone along with her sister’s antics because she was scared. The girls and the whole family are religious in their thoughts and actions and everyone should forgive the girls because they were hurt. You saw all of this while you were here today and you prayed with the family for forgiveness.”
Because I had new people in my fan club, I gave the super hero speech. I think I was having fun with it more than needed it but who could tell. I told them that everyone here must never tell anyone about me or what we had done. They must never try to hurt me or try to use my power against me.
I felt comfortable about Leah, but I could feel Hope and Luke was still worried. I decided to show them that Leah was not aware of anything wrong.
“Leah, you have some medical training don’t you?” I asked and she responded that she had taken midwifery courses and first aid.
“Well, Luke got bitten on the stomach by something and we’d like you to look at it.” Now Hope and Luke were staring at me like I had two heads. Well, two heads on my shoulders, not the two that were presently exposed.
“Luke please stand in front of Leah so she can examine you. Leah, notice how the bite is hot and swollen. Touch it and you can feel the heat.” I had her wrap her hand around Luke’s cock to check the heat and the swelling. Hope was trying not to laugh at the shocked look on Luke’s face. I read both Hope and Luke’s mind to make sure they were okay with what I was doing.
Rebekah had crawled into her mother’s lap and was watching everything that was happening. Her sense of humor would not let her sit still for long though.
“Daddy, you always kiss my boo-boos to make them feel better. Can I kiss your boo-boo for you?” She spoke as she went to Luke, grabbed his dick and kissed the end then put it in her mouth.
“Careful kissing your Dad’s boo-boo. I saw some puss coming out of it and it might be bad for you.” Leah told her.
Hope had to get into the fun also and asked Leah, “Leah, aren’t you supposed to suck the poison out of a wound to make it better. Maybe you should suck on it to get the poison out.”
Luke gave Hope a look of amazement and love and pushed his dick towards Leah’s mouth.
“I’ll suck it for you daddy, if Leah is a scary-cat. I’m a big girl.” His little girl was challenging Leah to not let a little girl out do her. Leah leaned forward and slurped Luke’s penis into her mouth and started sucking on it.
I told her to use her hand the rub the wound up and down to get the poison out faster. I hadn’t planned on taking it this far, but apparently I was being overruled by this sexed up family.
Luke was already excited from all the attention Rebekah and Hope had been showing his cock, and watching Sarah and myself hadn’t help the situation. About the third suck, the poison came out. Leah was spitting it out, but Luke was refilling her mouth as fast as possible. She had to have swallowed some for the first time in her life.
Finally she took his dick from her mouth, examined it and said, “I think I got it all out. It’s not as swollen or as hot as it was. Luke you should make sure to keep something hot around it to keep pulling that poison. If you need me to come back and check it, let me know. Now I’ve got to get home to my family. My mother said we were having a guest tomorrow night so I have some preparing to do.”
As she left, Rebekah, Hope and Luke were standing there naked hugging each other’s bodies as tight as possible. Of course the little one’s head was at their waist so she was getting a pussy and a dick pushed into her face. I slid out the back door and bumped down the steps. Before I got to my van, Hope was telling me to come back and visit anytime I wanted. I waved and drove down the dirt lane.
With same feeling coming back in my legs, I decided to buy a walker and see if I could build some strength in them. Going to the nearest big mart store that’s in every town, I found a handicap spot in front of the door. Rolling into the store, I decide to do a little window shopping before getting the walker.
Moving into the garden section I spotted two of the prettiest little girls I had even seen. The girls were apparently twins and about five or six years old. They had elfin faces with small ears. Their hair was black and reached their tiny butts.
What drew me to them was the red velvet pants they were wearing. Even though it was July, they had Christmas pants on. One had snowmen and the other had reindeers on them. They were the perfect definition of cuteness.
I rolled down the aisle they were on and when I get near I said, “I must be sick, I’m seeing double. Two princesses at the same time.”
They both turned and laughed at me then the one with snowmen said, “We’re not princesses, we’re sisters. I’m Beth and she Cindy.”
With them introducing themselves, I said, “Well I’m Ron.” Then raised my hand and got a high five from both of the angels.
Cindy, the reindeer girl looked at me and asked, “Why are you in that chair?” That was the moment her mother turned around and told her that was very impolite and not a question a little girl should ask an adult.
I laughed and told her I was used to that question then turned to Cindy and told her, “I was injured a long time ago when I was in the Army. Anyway, I get to take my chair with me so I don’t get tired like other people do.”
“Can we ride, Mr. Ron?”
Before I could answer, Mom again stepped in and said, “Girls, you have bothered this nice man enough. It was rude to ask him questions like that. Furthermore, you are not supposed to talk to strangers.”
“But he not a stranger. He’s Mr. Ron.” Cried out Beth. With that they were pulled around the corner and out of site.
As I moved around the store, I would occasionally see them and they would wave when they mother wasn’t looking. In the electronic section as I was looking at CD’s, they both came around the corner, looked around them and pulled their red velvet pants down to their knees and raised their blouses to their necks.
I wasn’t sure if I had caused them to do that, since we had slapped hands in the high five. Then Beth said, “Mr. Ron, you said we were princesses and we wanted to show you were have princess panties on. We always wear princess underwear and our room is full of princess posters and dolls. You should came see it sometime. We gotta go. Bye.”
Then I was left staring it where two little princesses had just shared more information then I’m sure their mother would have liked them too. No telling what kind of trouble them, and probably me, would have gotten into if she had seen them with their pants down.
I was falling more and more in love with little girls…
Friday morning I woke feeling great. I set up the walker beside the bed and stood. My legs were weak, but I was standing. I took a small step and collapsed back on the bed. Oh well, one small step for mankind. Back to the chair, but with practice, I would be rid of it for good.
Off to get some lunch, since I’d slept so late. I found a new family type restaurant that looked somewhat busy. Rolling through the door, I was met with about twenty kids, boys and girls, waiting for tables. I could see a couple of harried looking adults trying to keep the kids together.
Most of the kids looked to be eight to maybe twelve or thirteen. Then I noticed that they had on some kind of uniforms. A few of the girls in the group had cheerleader skirts and from my viewpoint, I could see blue cheer short pants under the skirts when they spun around to talk to each other.
A few of the kids where looking at me and my chair, so I waved and smiled. They relaxed and smiled back. With all the talk that parents do with the kids about strangers, a smile will make them feel at ease and not be afraid of you.
Some of the kids came over and started telling me that this was a co-ed soccer team and they had a game to play this afternoon. Each kid seem to try to out tell the last one about how great they played. I listened and smiled, and touched as many as I could on the arms or backs. I received small shocks and a lot of memories of homes and math.
Finally the cheerleaders realized they were being left out, so they pushed their way around me. Several bare legs brushed up against my arms. One pretty red-headed seemed to make a point of pushing my elbow between her thighs. Her memories were a little more exciting. This girl had been having sex with her brother and one of his friends. And she thought that I was cute.
Since we were against the wall and no one could be behind us, I slipped my hand up the back of her leg and cupped her tight ass cheeks. She looked at me and smiled, spreading her legs slightly. I ran my hand down between her legs and rubbed against her pussy slit. I didn’t want to push too far because someone might see her skirt push out.
I listened to her thoughts and she liked what I was doing. Apparently her sexual experience had been given the other pleasure and not getting any herself. I slipped my finger into the leg band of her shorts and into her crease. I could feel her girl slime already flowing.
I wished we had more time, but the tables for their group was ready and she left me with a smile. I was able to read fourteen of the girls’ thoughts from touching them, but hadn’t figure out how to take advantage of it. Their thoughts were from the inane to sports to boyfriends. It was making my head swarm so I concentrated on the red head.
When I whispered in her mind, she jumped and looked up to find me. I told her not to talk aloud, just think her questions and I would hear them. Her first questions of course was how could I do it. I made up a story of coming back from the dead after an accident with this power.
He mind turned to jealousy wishing she had a power. I told her had the oldest power. She could make a man’s cock hard with her beauty.
Her next thoughts were, “Do you really think I’m pretty?”
“Nope, beautiful.” Was my answer.
“No one ever treats me nice like you are. They just make me do things that I don’t want to do sometimes, but no one believes me and stops them. Even my step dad has been coming in my room since I started growing breasts and watching me dress. He hasn’t touched me yet like my step brother and his friends do. They hurt me sometimes.” She cried out in her mind, while still eating her pizza.
“Do you want me to make them stop?” I asked
“Could you? I’ll do anything with you if you make them stop hurting me.” She responded.
“Okay, I’ve got some time but how will I get in your house. I have to touch them to control them.” I asked her.
“If I pretend to be sick, will you pretend to be my uncle and take me home? They are there now. Do I need to tell you anything to get Ms. Bennett to let you take me?” She pleaded.
“No. My name is Ron Davis and I’m your mother’s brother. I know her name is Anne and yours is Carol, but your daddy used to call you carrot head. I know you miss him. Everything I need I can read from your mind if they ask me so make sure you are nearby to hear us. Anytime you are ready, just let me know.” I told her.
I finished my sandwich and left the money and tip on the table and rolled towards to restrooms. I had to pass the tables that the kids were sitting at. As I was going by, I saw Carol talking to an adult and holding her stomach.
I signaled her to spot me she looked up and said, “I forgot my Uncle Ron was here. He can take me home, he's my mom’s brother and he’s nice. He was talking to everybody in the lobby before. Would that be ok Ms. Bennett?”
The lady told her, “Well I’ll need to meet him. I’ve never heard Anne talk about him before. Are you sure he’s your uncle?”
I stepped up to the table and said, “Hi carrot head, are you headed to your game now? It’s still in Madison isn’t it and is your Mom going to meet you?”
“Uncle Ron, my stomach is hurting real bad and I don’t think I can play. Mom had to work and it will mean the team will be late if they take me home. Could you, please? I really don’t feel good.”
“Well I don’t mind. Who do we need to tell?” I answered back.
At that time the woman stood up and said, “I’m the team coach.”
“Oh Ms. Bennett, I guess, Carrot Head, excuse me Carol has talked about you before.” I interjected.
“Well, I don’t know you so I’ll need to make note of some ID in case something happens. I hope you understand.” She replied.
“No, not at all. I appreciate you taking care of my niece. Here’s my Driver’s License.” As I handed it to Ms. Bennett I brushed her fingers.
“Let’s go carrot head.”
As we went to the door towards the van, Carol started to cry. “What’s wrong?” I asked her.
“Ms. Bennett is going to tell everyone, including my mom, that I went home with my Uncle Ron and nobody knows you. I’m going to be in trouble for going with a stranger. I’m I going to be safe with you? Are you going to hurt or kill me?” Carol managed to get out between tears.
“Relax carrot head, I made Ms. Bennett forget all about me and destroyed my license. She will tell anyone that asked that you went home with a relative. As to being safe, I can only give you my word that I will never do anything that you don’t want me to do. I won’t ever hold your hand if you don’t want me too. My mission is to help your home situation. You won’t hurt my feelings if you want to call a cab. I’ll give you the money.” I tried to reassure her.
She didn’t say anything, but as we got to the van, her eyes widen and I felt her fear again. Stories about bad men and vans were rushing through her head. I just waited, took her hand and held it. I could have influenced her thoughts, but I felt this girl had suffered enough in her life by not being able to have her decisions respected.
She turned to me and said, “Why aren’t you saying anything in my head?”
“Because you are grown enough to make you own decisions. I’ll understand either way.”
Then she smiled with all those freckles and said, “I only have one question and that is, why are we standing out here? Let’s go get my family to behave.”
As we rode down the road, she turned in the seat so I could see her cheerleader shorts and reached out and took her hand. She rested my hand with hers on her thigh.
I smiled and told her, “Honey, you don’t owe me anything, and we don’t have to do anything but be friends and I will still help you.”
“I know, but I kind of like sex, I think. It’s just every time I’ve done anything it was someone making me do something to them. I’ve never had anyone make me feel good like I heard it supposed to be. So I thought maybe you would want to do it with me, but I understand if you don’t like me or something. I’m sorry.” As she stated crying again.
“Oh carrot head, I think you are beautiful and wonderful and yes, I want to make love to you and see how beautiful you are all over and show you how great sex can feel. I just want to make sure it is your choice. We will be together at your house, once we teach your family some manners.” I smiled and told her.
When she heard me say that, she smiled again and slid forward and pulled my hand in her crotch. She had her shorts and underwear on, so I wasn’t touching anything, but it was special to me. Then she grinned, lifted by hand and slid her shorts and panties down to her knees. I waited and she pulled my hand back to her now bare pussy.
Carol was on the verge of puberty. She had a few red flaming pubic hairs spouting around the top of her mound. Her pussy lips were not developed yet, so she only had a line splitting her mound. I couldn’t see a clit or hood peeking out to play.
I turned my hand over and used my thumb to brush the hairs around. Then I moved it to the dimple at the top of her slit and pushed down into her crease. I could only reach the top of her slit, but I tried to make her feel good. I think someone just paying her attention was what she wanted.
Soon we got to the house and she pulled her clothes back up. I brought my fingers to my nose to smell her sweetness then licked my fingers clean. She giggled.
Carol went into her house and I waited on the porch. Luckily, no stairs to try to get up. She checked where everyone was and came and got me. This would be the tricky part. I had to get to her step father and brother before I could do anything. Carol had her finger up to her lips for quietness, but I already had seen where the two were at in her mind.
My chair is fairly quiet, but there was no way I could get to the front room without them hearing me, so Carol went in and stood in front of the TV game they were watching. Her brother started to scream at her and call her names. She attacked him and gave me the distraction I needed. I rolled up and touched the father first. My head snapped back with the shock.
Now for the teenager. Carol was trying to hold him down, but he was hurting her. I had the father scream for them to stop. As the boy turned to look at his father, I grabbed his arm. This boy was evil and named Coe.
I hadn’t told Carol what I was going to do, because I didn’t know until I touched the boy. His whole self-image was mister macho man. We were going to take that from him.
As soon as I released him, both of them spun around to look at me and the boy screamed something like who the hell are you and why did you grab me. He actually had some MF this and MF that thrown in along with some bastards and other words that even I didn’t know what they meant.
I mentally ordered both of them to be quiet and not move.
“I am a great wizard that Carol has hired to help her. She tells me you have been abusing her and allowing your friends to use her too. That stops now. And you. You are supposed to be the father. You have allowed her abuse and now you’ve gone into her room to look at her body.”
“I have given her powers that she can use against you at any time she feels she needs to do so.” I had their attention now.
“You both are paralyzed and cannot talk. Go ahead try it. Carol has told me that she was raped by you Coe. She will get some revenge now. Carol go to your step-brother, and pull his pants and underwear down. Good. Now, use a soccer kick and kick him in the balls.”
Even through Coe thought he was paralyzed, her kick was good and dropped him to the floor. I wouldn’t let him move his hands to comfort himself.
Speaking only where Carol could hear, I gave her some instructions. After she had them memorized I released the two men to talk after I warned them to be polite. I then instructed the son to stand back up, even if he was hurting, then had the father and son remove all their clothes.
Both men’s dicks were flaccid and shrunken with fear. They both wanted to know what we were go to do them. I answered, “I’m not going to do anything. Carol has been trained by me for months now and has all the power she needs. First, you must understand that if you try to harm her in any way, or bind or gag her, her power will automatically kick in and it will not be reversible.”
The teen with the attitude chipped in, “And just what kind of power does the little bitch have. I doubt it can stop me and my friends.”
I thought to Carol to say the words I had taught her. She took a deep breath and let them have it, “Carol says you are a pussy.”
The boy laughed and mocked, “Is that it, she just going to call us names? I’m so afraid.”
“Nope, those words are special. If you look at your dicks, or were your dicks used to be, you will see how powerful she is.” I retorted. Of course their dicks were still attached and where they were supposed to be, but neither man could see or feel his or the other’s dick. I let Carol see the illusion and then returned her back.
Both men were howling at this point and begging me to change it back.
“Sorry, ladies with no dicks, I didn’t do it and only Carol can undo it. She is now the master of you dickheads. By the way, her magic only works on both of you so if one of you mess with her, you both will suffer. Carol, show them you can give them back and then take them away again.”
Carol was getting into the fun and responded, “I don’t know. I kind of like them as little girls. Maybe I can dress them up and make them play dollies. I’m sure Coe’s friends would love to see him like this and in a dress. I remember the phrase to make them do whatever I tell them, but I’ll save that for later. For now I’ll bring those little things back for a minute. Carol says you are a dick.”
I had instilled in their brains that anytime they heard this commands from her that they would think theirs dicks had come or gone. Both men grabbed their dicks to make sure they were back. However, as they were holding them, she spoke the words again, “Carol says you are a pussy.” And they were gone again. Both men were crying.
“Now Coe, Carol tells me you have used her pussy and mouth to satisfy your needs and dear dad has been an asshole by making her change in front of him. So, Carol, please take you clothes off and these ladies will take care if you. Since they don’t have dick’s they will use their mouths. Coe, get on your back on the coffee table. Carrot Head, sit on his mouth and if he bites you, never let them have their dicks back. Dad the asshole, start using your mouth on Carol ass and make sure you get your tongue in deep.”
Both started on Carol like she was prime rib. Her face showed joy. I told her to make them do that as long as she liked. I also let all three know that anytime Carol dropped her pants in front of either one, they would perform just like this. Her body was sacred and they would honor it with their tongues, even if they had friends over. I felt the fear in both their minds and figured my work was done.
I gave them my by now standard super hero speech about never talking about me or hurting me and rolled towards the door. Carol came to me and hugged me and wanted me to stay with her awhile. She said her parents' bedroom was downstairs and we could use it, if I wanted to be with her.
I looked at her, smiled and said, “Carrot top, I would love to spend some time with you and your beautiful little body. But again, you don’t owe me anything or have to try to thank me.”
She responded back, “I want to be with you for being nice to me and helping me, but mostly you said it should feel good to have sex, so let’s go.”
I let her roll me into a bedroom with a huge king size bed. She throw the covers on the floor, sat on the edge and spread her legs from my viewing pleasure. She looked at me with a shy smile and said, “Ron, would you make me feel good?”
I didn’t answer, just stood on wobbly legs and dropped my pants and pulled my shirt off. One hesitant step latter, I landed on the bed beside carrot top. I had to grab her, because the wave almost throw her off the bed. A water bed, how was I to know. I pulled her to me and kissed her.
Licking her lips with my tongue gave her the idea to bring her tongue out to play with mine. My hands were stroking her back from neck to ass. Her ass was so firm and her body was rock solid. Her cheerleading had toned her body to a taut string. I squeezed her butt cheeks and could barely make a dent in the muscles. I was hoping her little pussy muscles would be as firm.
I moved my lips to her ear lobes and sucked one into my mouth. Her moan was too cute to forget. Lowering my lips to her neck got the same reaction, but when I sucked in her small tit, she grabbed my head and tried to smother me and groaned into my ear like a wild woman. Her breast were hard as unripen lemons due her to gymnastics burning all fat from her body. Her nipples were sensitive and quickly stuck out to make it easier to suck them into my hungry mouth.
I spent several minutes switching from left to right, then slid my tongue in her belly button and tickled it. Moving on down her petite body, I teased her few public hairs at her dimple and gently tugged them with my teeth. As I pulled up on the hairs, she raised her hips off the bed and I gripped her cute, tight ass cheeks. Letting go of her red hairs, I moved my mouth to her hooded clit to see if I could get it to come out to play.
I did the figure eight, circling her clit, dipping to her little pussy entrance and back to her clit. I used my fingers to ring her rosebud and spread her legs and little lips. My tongue was going faster and her hips were moving in sync with my tongue. I felt she was close, so I stuck my finger into her fuck hole and sucked her clit into my mouth. She went over the top and her hips were jumping like they were electrified. My finger was in as far as I could get it and she was squeezing it as tight as she could. I started to think about the treatment my dick was going to get in just a few moments.
As she settled down, I moved up, grabbed a nipple in my teeth and push my cock into her pussy. She was tight as could be and I had to fight to keep for cumming as I pushed farther into her tight channel. I could feel the spasms of her cunt muscles as her orgasm continued. It seemed as soon as I got all the way into her, she started cumming again. She was squeezing and releasing my cock, massaging me like I had never felt before.
After about thirty seconds of her pussy massage, my cock started squirting my cum into her as deep as I could reach. I came so much, my head was dizzy. Finally, I caught my breath, released her nipple and gently kissed her lips. Actually, it is hard to kiss lips that are smiling that much. The best I could do was to kiss her lower lip and then crash beside her.
My cock was still in her pussy and she was using those tight muscles to squeeze and release until I was hard again, surprising myself. I flipped on my back and she sat up and rode me like I was a stud horse. I played with her tits and watched her red hair fling around her face. He smile was gone and a determined look had taken its place. She was chewing on her lower lip and I watched her eyes close and she pushed down hard on my cock.
I wasn’t sure how my dick was getting so far into her body, but I could see the bulge in her lower stomach each time she pushed down on me. I was content to let her ride me and set the pace on our love making. I felt like I could last a long time and I wanted her to get all the pleasure she deserved after the way her family had treated her. I watched as she ride one orgasm after another.
I didn’t know how many times a young teen could cum, but I felt she might be going for a Guinness World Record. I almost looked around for the camera crew and judges, but her squeezing was starting to have an effect. As she came once again, she slammed down on me and screamed. That was it for me. I started painting her womb with baby makers for what seemed like an hour.
She finally laid down on my chest and relaxed. I hugged her and kissed the side of her hair. She heard me when I whispered, “Thank you baby for the best sex I have ever had. I hope you found what you were looking for in sex.”
She smiled and answered, “Nope, I think we need to do it again about twenty more times before I’ll be satisfied.” I groaned.
I kissed and told I needed a rain check and that I had to go. She invited me back anytime I wanted to have some fun. She even hinted that maybe she could have a couple more cheer leaders here to join the fun. I groaned again and told her I needed a week to recover. As I rolled to the van, I realized that I had not commanded her to do anything. It had all been willingness on her part. I smiled at myself and felt better about myself than I ever had.
I headed out to the farm to meet Leah and her family. I thought about going by to see Luke, Hope and the girls, but I didn’t want to be late. I still wasn’t sure what I was going to do with Leah’s family. The fiery hate I felt a few days ago was dimmed to a candle light now. They had made up stories about me and hurt me, but I was getting better so I guess I would play it by ear.
If they were mean, I’d make them pay for mistreating me again. I still wanted to understand why the girl had acted like she did by accusing me of touching her. I didn’t think these people made a habit of lying and making up tales to hurt people.
Meeting Luke and Hope let me see that these were just normal people with maybe a few weird ideas. I drove up to the house Ruth, the old woman, had pointed out as her house. The house was two story but plain. Painted white with white trim. There was no plaques or decoration on the front of the home, much like the inside of Luke’s house.
As my van pulled up, Leah, a teenager boy and three younger girls came out on the porch. All the ladies wore the long blue dresses with small bonnets, stockings and tennis shoes. The boy had black pants, white shirt and suspenders. He had boots and a straw hat on his head.
Lowering the ramp, I rolled out the door and waited to be recognized. The kids didn’t react, but Leah’s face turned ashen and she told kids to go back in the house. I was surprised that the kids didn’t argue, only replied “yes Ma’am” and quickly disappeared through the door.
Leah hadn’t move, just continued to stare at me so I ordered her to come to the van. The look on her face told me she didn’t understand what was happening to make her walk towards the van. She was trying to turn to go to the house, but couldn’t pull away from my control.
“What kind of witchcraft is this? Are you Satan’s disciple? How can you control me against my will? Be gone you evil creature from this blessed and holy land. This is God’s domain, go away now.” Leah ranted and raved until I shut her up.
Her face turned red as she made attempts to keep screaming at me in her holy than thou altitude. I didn’t want her to scare the kids, so I scared her instead by forcing her to lean down and give me a friendly hug and kiss on the cheek. Okay, I was having a little fun with her, but she certainly deserved it after throwing cans at me in the grocery store.
“Leah, you will relax and treat me with respect. You will welcome me and help me go into your home and then bring each person to me and introduce them to your new friend Ron. If you try to cause problems or say anything bad about me, I will let everyone know something I’m sure you don’t want them to know.” I said as I stared at her.
After letting her talk, she ranted, “You know nothing bad about me. I am a God fearing righteous woman.”
“Leah, I was in Luke and Hope’s house yesterday when you sucked Luke’s penis into your righteous mouth and swallowed his seed and if you don’t behave, I will make you stand up in church this week and tell everyone what you did.”
She gasped out, “I would never touch a man’s parts and the evil you described could never occur. I was treating a wound he had on his stomach!”
“Leah, let’s take a look back at yesterday. Look at Luke standing in front of you. Does he have clothes on? Do you see a wound? No, what you see now is his manhood pointing at your face and your mouth sucking his cock into it and then masturbating his cock until you got the sperm out to swallow. Now, I can make you forget what you did, or I can make you go around telling everyone, including your mother what you did. Which way would you like it?”
Leah collapsed against the van and started to cry. “If my mother finds out I’ve sinned like that, she will whip me with the cane like she did when I was a child. Please I’ll do anything, please don’t tell her.”
I looked in her mind and found the horrors that her mother had done to her and her children. I would somehow make that woman pay if I could. I reassured Leah that no one would ever know her secret and she would not remember it as anything but treating a wound for Luke.
Wiping her face clean, she started to apologize when I stopped her. “We’ve all made mistakes and don’t need to worry about the past. I only wanted to find out why your daughter and you had made up the story about me and raised all the fuss, but I think I have an idea now. Let’s go meet your family and start over.”
Her front door was level with the path so my chair had no problem getting inside the house. The kids were waiting for us and were standing beside a stone fireplace. The smaller children were behind the two oldest one. I told Leah by thought to introduce me to one at a time and they should shake my hand. Wanting to test my legs and not have them looking down at me, I used the walker to stand up to meet the kids and told them to call me Ron.
The oldest boy was Isaac. He was fourteen and will built. After shaking my hand, I told him, “You have a great set of arm muscles. Do you play sports at school or is it all just farm work?”
“Sir, we are schooled here at home. I do like to play sports with my friends and family, but lifting hay bales and feed bags is how I built my arm and back muscle up. I’m trying to work on my legs this year.”
Mary, the thirteen was next. She had gone through puberty and had breasts that could compete with her mother’s d-cups. She was tall for her age and came almost up to my eyes. Her thoughts were full of questions about me and surprisingly wondering if I found her to be pretty and sexy. I smiled at her as I said, “Mary, you are a beautiful young woman. I imagine that every boy around here would like to date you.”
“Mr. Ron, thank you. We don’t really date. My parents will pick a man to be my husband when I turn sixteen.” She shyly replied to my compliment. She became scared about what her mother would do to her because of what she had said.
The next girl was eleven, named Martha and was a little cutie. She had blond hair like the rest, hanging in two braids that reached her middle back. She was not wearing a bra and I could tell her breasts were forming as they pushed her dress out about an inch. Her nipples were visibly pushed even farther out in front. They were small like pencil erasers, but defiantly letting me know they were there. I have to admit, my mouth watered.
Her face was covered with freckles and she had long curled eyelashes. Women in Hollywood had to pay lots of money to look half as good as this angel did. Once I shook her hand, I let her mind know how beautiful I thought she was. She didn’t react to hearing my thoughts, just blushed and connected the freckles with the red cheeks. Her smile disappeared from her face when my thoughts moved to her erect nipples. She started looking around the room as if someone else had heard what I told only her.
The seven year old girl that I had admired in the store that started this whole mess was Miriam. She was a little over-weight, but not fat. In fact, everyone I had met on this farm has been in fairly good shape. She would not look me in the eye and didn’t want to touch my hand. To solve the problem, I rubbed the top of her head. She was scared of me and was worried that I would hurt her for lying at the store.
That reaction confused me, so I decided to investigate what was happening. Sitting back in my chair and putting the walker away, I ordered Miriam to come sit on my lap. Every brain in the room panicked about what would happen to her. I reassured everyone that I only wanted to ask her some questions, but fear was still in their minds.
As she sat, her head was almost spinning around looking for someone or something in the room. I had to force her to stop and pay attention to only me.
“Miriam, you must answer my questions as truthfully and completely as possible. Why did you scream at the store and tell your mom I tried to touch you.”
After taking a deep breath, she looked around again and started her story. “I was scared that if mamma told granny that I had let my dress come up and let you see my panties, she would use the whip or her cane on me. Her cane hurts me and I didn’t want her to hurt me again. I’m sorry that I said that about you but I was afraid. I’m sorry, or you going to hurt me?”
Now she and her siblings were crying and looking around to see if Ruth, the grandmother had heard the little girl’s confession. I was getting mad.
I told the kids and Leah to gather around me and sit down. I keep Miriam in my lap as she continued to cry.
“I was very mad the other day after you had me arrested and Leah hurt me with the can she throw at me. However, I am not mad at any of you anymore. I fact, somehow hitting me head has started my body to heal from being crippled a long time ago. I’m not sure what caused it, but I can also hear each of your thoughts.” I stated to say.
“I have been able to help several people this week because of what has happened to me. I only came here today to find out why you little one acted like you did when I looked at you. Yes, I saw your panties and they were cute, but I wasn’t going to touch or hurt you. Have all of you kids been beat with a cane?”
As they all answered, I realized that Leah was answering yes also.
Miriam jumped off my lap, reached down and grabbed the hem of her long blue dress and pulled it over her head. She turned her back to me and dropped her panties and then ask me, “Can you see what my granny does to me?”
I made a silent wish without really thinking that I would like everyone to do what Miriam had done. No sooner had I thought it, then four other people stripped for me and spun around to show me their scars. Isaac’s back was bruised from his knees to his shoulder blades. He turned and I saw the bruises on his thighs.
I looked and noticed the four females all staring at Isaac. I kept forgetting that in this group, including the women, they have never seen an adult penis. In this case, a well-developed male cock. While the ladies had been looking at Isaac; Isaac had been checking out the ladies and especially the newly discovered lady parts. His eyes couldn’t settle on a breast or pussy, switching back and forth between the four females. His cock was showing his approval of what he was seeing.
His cock was about seven inches long and almost pressed against his muscled stomach. I could see it throbbing as it got harder and pointed more towards his own face. Looking from him to the girls, I noticed Leah’s nipples were hard as she starred at her own son. Mary’s face was flushed and her hand was lightly rubbing between her legs as she stared at what I imagine was her first cock sighting.
Martha was stepping to the side to get a better look at Isaac and had a puzzled look on her face. Miriam with childhood glee reached out grabbed it, pulled it down and released it. His cock immediately sprung back up and everyone heard it slap his belly and Isaac groan. Miriam went to grab it again, when her mother grabbed her arm.
“Mamma, what is that on Isaac’s stomach? How come I don’t have one of those and what is hanging below it? Did I hurt him when I touched it?” Miriam’s questions were coming faster than her mother could answer.
Leah took a deep breath and told her children to gather around her and she would explain. In my head, I heard her asking for my help because she didn’t have all the answers.
“Well, since I’m a man, why don’t I tell you how men are built and then your mother can talk about how women are built for Isaac to learn.” I told them.
“First thing you noticed about Isaac is his penis that is sticking up. Some people call it a dick, a prick, a cock, and many of names. For ease today, I’ll call it a cock. His cock is what he pees from. There is a little hole in the end, just like you girls have a little hole down between your legs. If fact, let’s compare as we go. Martha, hop up here on my lap. Now we have to spread your legs to see all the girl parts.” I started their education.
“Martha, please put one leg up on each side of my chair, so Isaac can see. Now we need to spread your little love lips like this to see the insides. Here is where you girls pee from, this little hole up top. Isaac, please point your dick down so the girls can see your pee hole.”
“But why is his cock hard and pointing like that? Is that normal?” Martha asked me.
“Well, it is normal when a man sees beautiful women, especially when they are naked. Usually, his cock would be soft and hanging down, but because he is sexually excited it gets hard so he can make love to a woman. To do that, it has to get hard so it can go into a woman’s vagina. That’s the hole down here on Martha. Again, they are other names for it. Some people call it a kitten, a twat, a cunt or my favorite, a pussy. Martha’s pussy is still covered by her maidenhead or hymen. That piece of skin gets broken the first time you make love, or fuck as it called.”
I looked down at my fingers and realized I was rubbing Martha’s clit with my thumb and strumming my index finger up and down her slit that was getting wet. She was moving her butt in a circular motion, matching my thumb, and pressing her body down unto my steadily thickening cock. I wondered if I could last the complete sex lesson without cumming.
Each person standing in front of me showed welts and bruises on their bodies from the canings and beatings they had endured. I wanted to show them that their bodies could feel good to replace the pain it felt. I had Martha stand up and I rose up on my walker.
Miriam announced to the world, “Look mamma, his cock is standing up too.”
Before I could respond they all whipped their heads towards the kitchen behind me and I heard, “You bastard, I told you to stay away from my family with your perversions and evil. Now I’ll teach you forever.”
Before I could think or turn to face Ruth, the granny, and control her, she fired her shotgun at my back. I saw Martha and Isaac get hit before I flew across the room. The last thing I remember was me heading towards the fireplace hearth with my head.
That was how my week went last week. Today is the following Friday and I’m lying in a hospital bed. I survived the shotgun blast because Ruth had her shotgun loaded with rock salt. I hurts, but is not fatal. Why I am in the hospital bed is because I am paralyzed from the neck down due to severe compressed disks in my neck from hitting the rock hearth.
I can only move the little finger on my left hand and turn my head about twenty degrees. No feeling in the rest of my body and no movement either. If you are wondering about my new found powers, the doctors found and drained a blood clot that was pressing into the back of my brain. Whether it was the clot causing my powers or hitting my head again, it’s gone. I can’t hear people’s thoughts or control them anymore.
I’ve heard the doctors say that the swelling and scar tissue will soon reach the nerves that control my breathing and heartbeat. They’ve given me two to three more weeks to live. They asked if I wanted to be on a ventilator to keep me alive, but I declined.
Now you smart people have started to figure out how I have been writing this journal with just my little finger working. Well, the answer to that sits in the chair beside my bed. Hope and her girls come to visit me daily and she thought I should write up my journey.
I thought it was a good idea, since she allowed two little girls to sit on my chest with their dresses pulled up to their waist. Oh, I forgot, my tongue still works and my taste buds still love the taste of little girl pussy juice.
Well, I wanted to stop Ruth from hurting the kids and in a way, I accomplished that. She was arrested for attempted murder, soon to be murder. They also charged her with child cruelty and abuse. Leah came by and told me she was able to get the kids dressed before the elders came in from hearing the gunshot. She said she felt she had to protect me and some kind of power that I had, but she didn’t know what it was so she hadn’t mentioned it to the police.
The kids all supported their mom when she denied everything that Ruth charged was happening when she shot me. Because of her age, she will probably live in cared control and be treated for dementia. Strange that I gave my super hero speech to protect me and never harm me to all the people except the one that hated me. I guess she scared me so much during that first meeting at the fruit stand, I forgot to protect myself and I’ll end up paying for that mistake with my life.
