The Book of Power

"Oh, she passed out?"

At this moment, a soft, sultry voice came from behind.

Chris sauntered into the room like a total whore on the prowl, her hips swaying with every step.

She was decked out in the sluttiest getup imaginable, a sheer black bra that was basically just strings and lace, doing fuck-all to cover her massive tits. 

Those perky, protruding cherries, her rock-hard nipples, poked right through, begging to be sucked and pinched. 

And down below? Crotchless panties that split open like an invitation, framing her shaved, sopping wet cunt. 

At this moment, juices glistened on her inner thighs, trailing down from her swollen lips.

Chris's eyes locked onto her sister Elli, sprawled naked across her stepson's lap, his thick cock still buried balls-deep in her cum-stuffed pussy. 

Her body was limp, tits heaving with shallow breaths, a mix of sweat and semen smeared across her skin. 

Looking at her, Chris licked her lips, her gaze flicking to Max, and she smiled.

"So, my perverted son, how did it feel to ravage my sister? How did her cunt feel compared to your stepmommy's?"

"Mm... I don't know. The sensations are different. It's hard to compare." Max didn't even flinch at the sight of his stepmom strutting in like that, right after he'd just finished breeding her sister. 

He knew damn well this horny bitch had been lurking, rubbing her clit furiously while he pounded Elli into oblivion.

His cock twitched inside the unconscious woman, still semi-hard and coated in their mixed fluids.

Without a word, Max gripped Elli's hips and lifted her off his lap as his cock slid out with a wet, obscene pop, followed by a gush of thick cum spilling from her stretched hole, dripping down onto his balls in creamy ropes. 

Even in sleep, Elli let out a faint, unconscious whimper, her pussy clenching around nothing now as he sat her down on the ground, his cock standing tall, veiny and glistening, hard as steel despite the load he'd just dumped.

As he pointed right at it, smirking. "Why don't we compare them deeply?"

"Yeah... why not?"

Chris spoke in a husky tone, her eyes glued to that monstrous shaft as she walked forward seductively, exaggerating every sway, forcing him to ogle her bouncing rack and the way her puffy labia parted with each step, strings of arousal stretching and snapping between her thighs.

"Like what you see...?" She gestured to her skimpy bra, tweaking one nipple so it hardened even more, then pointed lower to her sopping mess of a pussy. "I watched you two mating like fucking animals, you know. It made me so angry... and so goddamn aroused.

My fingers weren't enough. I needed this." She dipped two fingers into her slit with a squelch, pulling them out shiny and slick, then licked them clean with a moan.

Max grinned, his hand stroking his cum-smeared cock lazily. "So, how did the hypnosis feel?"

"Don't you know, you perv? Fucking your stepmom while you eat dinner with your sister, then using her as an experimental object for your twisted education. I never thought you'd be such a filthy perv." 

Chris's thighs clenched at the memory, her pussy throbbing. 

Earlier in the day, he'd hypnotized her right in front of Elli during "sex ed," making her spread her legs and demonstrate how a real woman's cunt worked, fucking her to the womb, all while her sister watched...and even used her as a test subject.

"Weren't you aroused? Your cunt was milking me so good back then."

"Isn't it because this prick's got me hooked, baby—rewired my sloppy insides for nothing but your loads."...?" She whispered, her voice breathy as she squatted down, straddling his lap, then grabbed his shaft, lining it up with her entrance. "Fuck, yes... take your stepmommy's hungry hole." 

With a drop, she speared herself down, her velvet walls ripping open around his girth in one brutal swallow. "FUUUUCK! Oh shiiit, it's splitting me—ripping right to my goddamn womb!" 

Her pussy vise-gripped him, inner muscles rippling in mindless spasms, slurping up every inch till her ass met his balls with a meaty thwack, his tip kissing her cervix like a battering ram.

They wasted no time on foreplay—Chris launched into a frenzied cowgirl rut, her fat ass slamming down in piston-fucks, her juices foaming white at the base of his shaft, dripping in rivulets down his sack.

Slap-slap-slap, the sound of her ass cheeks smacking against his thighs echoed through the room

"Mmmph... yes, baby, pound me! Ungh!" She groaned, grinding her clit against his pelvis, her tits jiggling wildly as his hands flew up like magnets, how the fuck could they not?

Clamping onto those massive, bouncing melons mid-bounce, fingers digging deep into the soft, overflowing flesh. 

He mauled them roughly, fingers sinking into the soft, overflowing flesh, kneading and squeezing till the skin bulged between his knuckles.

"These fat fucking udders... made for milking, Mom," He snarled, thumbs flicking her spikes before pinching hard, twisting till she howled. 

Milk? Nah, she did not have it yet, but beads of sweat flew off as he squeezed her tits, red handprints blooming under his grip.

As she rode him harder, pounding her sopping depths down onto his prick, each drop slamming his fat head against her cervix like a battering ram, stretching her walls to a burning, mindless ache, making her moan in ecstasy.

Her words came out in fractured gasps, bubbly and wrecked, half-swallowed by the glurk-glurk of her throat jolting with the impacts.

Her brain was a fog of cock-drunk haze, sentences crumbling into moans, but she forced the filth out anyway, voice a ragged, interrupted slur. "What're you... nngh! gonna do with Elli? Hypnotize her and... ahh, fuuuck! then break her defenses... ungh! and conquer her like... oh shit, you did with me?"

Max thrust up viciously to meet her, hips snapping with a wet smack, one hand abandoning her tit to slap the bouncing underside, crack, sending ripples through the globe, red blooming instant under his palm, while the other crushed her free breast, pinching the nipple till she arched and yelped. 

'No, I just fucked you and fucked you until you were full of me.'

Max thought so in his mind, but didn't say it loud, as her walls convulsed around him, inner muscles rippling in sloppy spasms from the cervix-pummeling, he spoke.

"Mmmph, maybe, but... she's going back at night. It's better to wait." 

Chris's head lolled, drool slicking her chin as she ground down harder, the schlick-schlick of their joining turning foamy, her clit grinding raw against him. 

Max's fingers twisted her captured nipple savagely, sucking it into his mouth mid-thrust, teeth grazing, tongue lashing, making her bounce stutter into a shudder.

"Wait? Can... you wait? I think... my darling son... is so eager... to have yet... another personal... onahole, right...?" She whispered in his ear as her pussy fluttered wildly around his buried length, walls milking in mindless waves as another cervix thud ripped a gasp from her throat. 

She clawed his shoulders, nails biting bloody crescents, her ride devolving into feral, brainless slams, thwack-thwack-thwack, juices squirting in messy arcs with each hilt-deep impale.

Of course, Max was eager.

His cock was throbbing like a heartbeat at the thought of his aunt being his personal cocksleeve like his mother, but there really wasn't much time to deal with her.

After all, she was going back tonight.

Even though he could use hypnosis to make her stay, she was a doctor, not as free as his stepmom, whom he could fuck anytime he wanted.

If she didn't go to the hospital for days, it might cause a problem...

And even though he could make sure that after the hospital, she would come straight back to his apartment, giving him enough time to deal with her, but the hospital was quite far from their apartment, and she might not be able to handle the travel every day.

Although he really wanted his aunt to be his cocksleeve, he wasn't cruel enough to make her lose her job and compromise her health for that...

Maybe after his mental power increases enough, he could just hypnotize the entire hospital where she worked, taking care of everything else.

Or maybe, one day, he might even be able to gain something like space teleportation. Who knows.

But that's for later.

Now there was not enough time to win her over, after all, not everyone was like his stepmommy bitch, eager to become his cocksleeve.

There are normal people in this world.

"You think... It's too short... a time? I might... not win her... over that quick... ungh!" Seeing him lost in thought, Chris laughed, a breathless, hah-hah choked by a moan, still hammering down, her words bubbling out in wet hitches, voice a wrecked echo of clarity lost to the pounding.

"Then you're... really underestimating... yourself and... overestimating... her. She's already... got the hots... for you, fuck, right... there! and you've seen... how she reacted... when you filled... her with your... seeds. That slut... came so hard... she passed out!"

"Trust me... She's my... sister; I know... her better... than anyone... ahh, yes, deeper!" As she pounded herself silly on his cock, pussy gushing around him, foaming their union white, Chris spoke.

"Her sexual... desires are... no less than... mine. You know... that already... And she's been... married for... the past eight... years, but that... limp-dick husband... of hers is... always busy... at the company... and can't satisfy... her. 

With her... desires, the fact... that she hasn't... cheated already... is just because... she's been burying... herself in work... ignoring that... aching cunt... of hers."

"But today... you've torn... apart that dam... and made her... see what kind... of woman she is... a cock-hungry... whore just... like me." 

Chris ground down in a filthy circle, her moans turning guttural groans, clit mashing against him as her walls seized in pre-orgasm flutters, talk fracturing further into ungh-ungh barks, each cervix bruise stealing her breath, but the words spilled anyway, driven by the mindless rut. 

Max's mouth latched back on, biting her swinging tit-flesh, sucking hard enough to leave purple blooms, his free hand spanking her ass crack-crack to spur her faster as he stared at her and said. 

"Are you... seriously telling... me how to... conquer your... sister...?" 

"Of course... didn't I say... I'd help you? Just don't... forget to... fill me up... later." She winked through the haze, her pussy clenching rhythmically, milking him like a vice, voice a slurred whimper now, breaths hitching wet as she chased the edge. "Oh fuck... I'm close... cum with... me, baby!"

Hearing her words, Max glanced at the unconscious Elli, then back at his beautiful stepmom pounding herself on his cock like a possessed slut, her tits quaking in his brutal grips. 

"Well... I'll try."

"Yeah... Baby, look... into the mirror," Chris panted, pointing to the full-length one across the room, her finger trembling as another slam jarred her spine. 

There they were: him, the young stud with a body built for sin, and her, the MILF goddess riding him raw, tits mauled and spilling from lace, face slack with dumb lust. 

"You're the... most charming... young man... I've ever seen... in my life, the kind... that can make... women swoon... over you with... just your looks... even if one... doesn't take... a peek at... your cock. But when... they do...!! Oh god... It's a monster, ahh! they'll be... on their knees... begging to... be bred."

"And to... make sure," 

In the end, she looked towards her unconscious sister. "Why don't we... wake my sister up? So you can... leave more... of your marks... on her. 

And didn't... I say earlier... the scene where... me and my sister... legs spread wide... waiting for... your cum? Let's make it real... Wake that bitch... up and fuck... us both until... we're leaking... your seed... everywhere."

Max's cock pulsed at the idea, and he thrust harder, making Chris scream in ecstasy as he pounded her senseless, his cock ramming straight into her cervix.

Their moans filled the room, ahh, ungh, oh fuck, as fucked like starved beasts, bodies slapping together, making clap clap sounds, her pussy convulsing in waves that milked him dry, 

As the final, brutal thrusts hammered home, Max's hips bucking up like a piston, slamming straight into her deep.

"Fuck... take it all, you greedy bitch!" 

Cockhead flaring against her battered cervix as rope after thick, scorching rope erupted into her womb, painting her insides white in endless, gut-churning pulses. 

Amidst all that, she trembled atop him, letting out a guttural scream, her pussy convulsing in death-spasm waves, milking him dry with every squeeze that sucked every drop deeper. 

"Yesss—breed Mommy's slut-hole! Flood it, baby—oh fuuuck!" 

Juices squirted from her stretched lips in messy arcs, soaking his thighs and the floor below, her body quaking as she collapsed forward, limp and panting against his chest. 

Just like her sister had, tits heaving in shallow, fucked-out gasps, a glossy river of cum already seeping from her ruined gash, trailing down his shaft in creamy dribbles.

Their raw, animal groans echoed off the walls, so loud and slutty that, Elli, who was unconscious beside them, stirred.

Eyelids fluttering, a soft mmm? escaping her lips as consciousness clawed back. 

She blinked groggily, propping up on one elbow, only to freeze at the sight of her sister, stark naked and glistening with sweat, straddling her nephew's lap like a possessed whore. 

As she watched, Chris's hips still twitched in lazy aftershocks, grinding her cum-stuffed pussy down on Max's half-hard cock, impaling herself one last teasing time with a breathy moan, the thick shaft glistening with their mixed filth. 

Max's hands idly kneaded her heavy udders, thumbs circling the abused nipples, keeping her pinned in place as fresh beads of jizz bubbled from their joined mess.

"Sis... Max... what're you...?" 

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