Incest/Taboo A Gift From His Father

Just as he was about to leave he became very serious, kneeling close to them he repeated his earlier explanation to make certain that they fully understood that this was a lifelong commitment and their time was their own, but they must collect sexual energy and transfer it to him. They were free to work or not, go to school or not travel or not. Elizabeth would be by tomorrow at 11AM to train them.

All this was imprinted it in their minds so that their inebriated state they would remember. They would know that they would need to find a place to live, but had their suite until the end of the week; John had taken care of the bill. He pointed the coffee table where he'd left their new iPhones; they hadn't noticed them before now and encouraged them to call if they had any questions. Looking around the suite he couldn't help notice the shopping bags and boxes of new clothes and shoes, he told them not to worry; all their purchases would fit them perfectly. He said good bye and was out the door.

Barely aware of all the things John had told them, Carmen and Maria helped each other climb to their unsteady feet and took enough steps to make it to the couch where they plopped themselves down bouncing off of one another as they hit the leather couch together. They watched as their tits jiggled and wiggled for several seconds before settling. They looked at each other, Maria broke into a big grin and chuckled out loud, Maria laughed, too and then they both began to laughing hysterically. After a minute they began to settle down, staring into each other's eyes, this time Carmen snorted and it all began again. Finally having gotten it out of their system they noticed how much their large breast shook and a quivered with the slightest movement. Maria reached out and touch Carmen's left tit, enjoying the feeling of the ample tit she smiled as she grabbed the long nipple. Carmen moaned and reached out to grab both of Maria's nipples between her forefinger and thumb, causing Maria to gasp and sigh encouraging more contact. Carmen leaned in and kissed her friend deeply while continuing to massage her breasts. Soon both women found themselves wrapped between each other's legs, unsure how or when the managed to make it to their bed. They happily wrestled with one another trying to see who could make the other cum the most. After about ninety minutes exploring each other's limits, they finally curled up in each other's arms and fell into a deep restful sleep.

The long day had finally ended and Cynthia was exhausted, she was sitting at her desk in her office in the back of the store trying to balance her accounting books. Although she appreciated all the new business, she was tired, unaccustomed to working long hours on so many consecutive days. Since business was so good, she thought she could risk modifying the store hours so that she and her staff didn't have to work so hard, she was currently open 7 days a week, 10AM to 8PM which meant she still had two hours of bookkeeping, before she could leave. That was simply unsustainable. She decided to close at 6PM daily and close on Monday's until she could train enough staff so that she didn't have to be there so much. She really needed some time away, even if it was for just a couple of days.

What she needed was either a business partner or an employee whom she could trust not to steal from her. She had no family here and her ex-husband was a lying cheating SOB, so he couldn't turn to him for help. She remembered that she had a note from the nice young man that was responsible for sending her all the new business. His name was John Smith, of all things. She thought maybe he was interested in a partnership or could recommend someone she could trust. As she thought more about it she recalled how young he looked, but he dressed well and obviously he was doing something right. Tammy, the incredible shrinking woman from the bank told her he had a couple of million dollars in their bank, who knows what else he has stashed at other larger banks and financial institutions.

She dialed the number, after four rings got his voice mail message. "Hello, you've reached John Smith, please leave a message and your number; if I know you I will call you back as soon as I am free. If not, take a number." "BEEP!"

"Hello, John, this is Cynthia Ash, from the boutique. I am calling you for two reasons, first to thank you for all the business you are sending my way, and secondly, because of all the business I was hoping that you could recommend some I could trust to help me run the place, when I am not there. I haven't had much rest since things got busy. Not that I am complaining, it just caught me a little unprepared. Now, I am rambling. Please call me back if you have some ideas. Thank you."

She thought that she sounded sincere, and hoped that he didn't think her ungrateful. She hated leaving messages; she was rarely satisfied with the way they sounded.

She was just about to go back to what she was doing when the phone rang. She let it ring a second time and then picked it up. It was John Smith returning her call. He had listened to her message and was sympathetic; he even apologized to her for not allowing her time to prepare for the onslaught of new business. He told her that he did have a few ideas and that if she was interested they could meet briefly just before she opened for business, tomorrow. She eagerly agreed they ended the call.

If any of his ideas were viable, she would soon be able to get some much needed rest. She sighed happily as she picked up her pink vibrator again and resumed running it over her clit while squeezing her plump left nipple. Relief was in sight. She chuckled at the double meaning, while she masterfully moved the toy to reach her most sensitive spots. She was close, as her mind began to relax giving way to her need for release. As inched closer to her fourth climax of the day. Was that right? She tried to remember when she began masturbating at work, she rarely masturbated at all until recent, now she seemed to need to get off several times a day or she would become very cranky. As she tried to remember, it seemed like the need began a few weeks ago, but she didn't understand why. Could it be related to the reoccurring sexual dreams she had been having.

It was always the same dream, with slight variations; they included her being sexually involved with two beautiful and sexy black women who had come into the store, back before business was so good. Together they had lesbian sex together for hours. She was getting close just thinking of the dream. It never failed to wake her each night with a as she climaxed. She didn't know who these women were or why they had chosen her, but here she was masturbating to it again. She opened her eyes wide as she came. It was good, she had better, but it wasn't bad. The strange thing was that she had never been with a woman before, let alone two. She rested back into her chair, panting. She knew several black women; but none resembled the two from her dreams. They were absolutely beautiful and if she were into women, she knew both would be out her league. The more she thought about it the hotter she became and she place the small dildo between her legs again. She was really working herself up; again, she couldn't believe she was doing this again, so soon. It was building too fast, it would be a very strong release, she thought. As she continued she began to see more clearly the faces of the women, and the magnificent breasts they possessed.

She longed to suckle at those breasts. As soon as she came to that realization the dam broke and hours of pent up sexual passion was released, and her screams echoed through the empty store. She was loud enough to bring security had this been normal business hours. She found herself again panting in her executive chair trying to catch her breath, she gazed at the pink dildo in her hand, she brought it closer for inspection, and it was covered in her juices. Before she could reason she brought it her lips and licked her juices off the toy. Part of her was disgusted, while the other part confused and delighted. She licked the dildo clean, enjoying the tangy taste. What was wrong with her, it reminded her of the women in the old porn movie "The Devil in Miss Jones", the one that was masturbating in public unable to get off. Was she going crazy? She knew that she couldn't go on like this. She needed a lover; she surprised herself by not committing to the gender of that lover. She scared herself, this wasn't like her. She worried that she might end up in some dive of a bar trying to pick up anyone who was willing, or worse, she might end up at a lesbian bar and give in to the first dyke that talked to her. No, she worked too hard since her divorce from that asshole to lose everything just when business was taking off. Shrugging it off, she opened a browser, went to Goggle and typed in "Adam and Eve"; she would find a better dildo.

James and his receptionist Julie Lee were preoccupied; James had his face between her legs and was demonstrating the skills she had helped him to polish. He was doing an excellent job; she had closed her eyes focusing on her pleasure not seeing Mary Smith quietly entered the office. Mary made sure to lock the door, surprised to find it unlocked, she didn't want to be disturbed. Using her limited mind control she kept them focused on pleasuring each other while she disrobed. Leaving her clothing and purse on the desk she crouched down behind James and took his familiar hard cock in her hands and began gently stroking it.

She felt his confusion and need to know who had joined them, but she pushed a little and he continued to work his magic tongue in Julie's tight twat, she was moaning louder and seemed to be closing in on a mighty release. She was leaning into him now, resting her heavy naked breasts on his back while moving his head where it would do the most good. When she put him in just the right spot she reached for his cock, surprised to find a pair of manicured fingers already wrapped around it. How was that possible? Who had joined them? Suddenly the fact that it was another woman seemed to make it alright. She was too close now to care. Then the other hand found her clit and touched it in just the right way pushing her over the edge. Mary felt that James was ready to come and quickly moved to capture his cock in her mouth in time to catch his seed, sucking and swallowing all that he gave. Both James and Julie were now panting as they slowly began to recover.

James had to pry Mary off his softening cock and finally recognizing her. Taking her into his arms he kissed her and tasted his seed in her mouth. Feeling left out he heard Julie clear her throat and he remembered the two hadn't yet met. He introduced them; Julie Lee had been his receptionist for six months. She was in her late twenties, and was the prettiest Asian women Mary had ever seen. Bending forward and resting on her elbows she took Mary's hand and they exchanged pleasantries, Julie thanking her for the helping hand, and smiled a smile that lit up the room. And she could see why he hired her, she made a good impression easily.

Mary told them that she was looking forward to getting to know her better and pulled the young woman closer until their lips met. James was stunned, he didn't know that Mary was into women and that was enough to cause his spent cock to stir. Julie also tasted James seed and tried to collect all that remained with her tongue as she mashed her large tits against Mary's, it was almost electric when their nipples rubbed together. As they broke the kiss, Julie's hand captured both of Mary's breats, fondling and gently squeezing them and taking a nipple into her hungry mouth much to Mary's delight. Julie pushed Mary back on the small couch and climbed on top. Mary guided her around so that they were in the classic sixty-nine and Julie reluctantly abandoned Mary's tits for the bigger prize. She couldn't believe that she was doing this. She had played around with her roommate in college; it was enough to satisfy her bi-curious nature. But she never thought she'd be doing this with a complete stranger, and was surprised how eager she was to find out what she tasted like. Lowering her mouth to Mary's snatch she was fascinated by how pretty she found it, and the diamond stud only accentuated its beauty. Spreading her lips like a delicate flower, she could see how moist and ready Mary was and began doing the things that she remembered her roommate had enjoyed and hoped that Mary would like them too.

Seeing his two lovers together was too much for James and he moved around behind Mary spread her legs and slipped inside her velvety snatch. Although a little disappointed, Julie was content to work on Mary's love button and lick around her hole as James slowly pushed back and forth. Mary was secreting copious amounts of love juices which Julie sucked up like a woman possessed, nothing went to waste. Occasionally, James would pull completely out of Mary and slide into Julie's waiting mouth. Mary was enjoying the attention, several small orgasms shook her, meanwhile she continued her talented tongue on the young Asian woman, she loved the way she tasted and played around her clit driving Julie mad with desire. Using her mind she timed their orgasm to coincide at the exact same time, which triggered James as he flooded Mary with thick ropes of his seed leaving the three of them out of breath and happy.

Breaking their silence, when he was finally able to form words, James asked, "Did we have a date?"

Mary looked at James and started laughing, the others joined in soon after, as it seemed the sillies thing to say at the time. When they all settled down, Mary explained that she was in the area and wanted to surprise him, she giggled. She didn't realize that she would have the opportunity to do just that.

James told her he was surprised the door was unlocked; they must be getting too comfortable. Secondly, he couldn't imagine that his Mary was open to such things as a threesome. Julie was moving around the office locating her clothes and pulling them on. She was embarrassed, since she had forgotten to lock the door, had a patient entered there would have been complications. James quickly got up and gave her a squeeze and told her to forget about it, as found his boxers and slid into them. Mary also quickly dressed and began to check her hair, when James turned to Mary, still holding Julie and asked.

"How about a repeat performance at my house tonight," he was looking directly at Mary, knowing that Julie was up to it.

"Sure, what time," Mary asked, thinking that this could lead to a good harvest and maybe more sources.

"We'll be done her by six, so how about 7PM, we can order in and make a real evening of it," James suggested as he released Julie who was eager to finish dressing herself.

"Sounds like a date," Mary said, walking over to Julie and squeezed her small naked ass and leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

Julie returned the kiss and pulled Mary into her, Mary then broke off the kiss and told the young woman, "I am looking forward to more of this tonight and she gently slapped her ass and took a few steps to meet James.

"I know that you will be ready," she said and kissed him as well, then smiled as she picked up her purse and left.

Isabel and Samantha had their handful, making sure that Heather stayed out of trouble while at the shopping mall. She was like a child touching everything and drifting away with every little distraction. It wasn't until they remembered that she had to do whatever they told her that they were able to get her to settle down.

None of their clothes fit them anymore; fortunately this little boutique had everything they needed. It was very busy, and it took hours to find everything they needed, but in the end they were satisfied that they had bought enough clothes to last them a week. What they didn't find they ordered, they had spent several thousand dollars when it was all totaled up. When they returned home they would visit the website and add a few more items.

They returned home with several bags each filled with their new clothes, they even managed to find bikinis too suite their taste. They all ran up to Heather's room to try them on before going out to cool off in the pool.

They took turns changing outfits appraising the combinations and modeling for one another, they admitted that they looked hot and had their little brother to thank. While they were putting away their clothes, Samantha got a naughty idea. She told Heather that she was really horny and before she could go for a swim she needed to get some relief. Being the gullible airhead that John had turned her into, she tried to think about it and she simply realized that Samantha was right and she was really horny, and she really needed to scratch that itch. Without a second thought, she pulled off her bikini bottoms and put her fingers into her dripping pussy.

Isabel was stunned and watched her sister shamelessly sitting on her bed rubbing her pussy and enjoying it. Heather was getting into it and used her other hand to open her labia more so that she could reach her clit. Samantha was enjoying watching the once powerful Heather reduced to a horny bimbo and suggested that Heather was doing it wrong because she still had her top on.

"Oh yeah," Heather said, and quickly pulled the tiny top off and asked Sam if that was better. Her nipples were hard and sticking out a half inch.

"You need to pull on your nipples,"Sam told her, as Isabel looked at her unbelieving what Sam was telling Heather and how easily Heather was complying.

"Okeydokey," Heather said and followed Sam's instructions forgetting that her nipples were hyper sensitive since they were enhanced. She shuddered as a mini orgasm snuck up on her. "Ohhhh...."

"Suck on them, Heather," Sam told her.

Heather obeyed lifting one huge tit and catching her nipple in her mouth. She began nursing on her tit and fell back on the bed as she began to climax again, this one much stronger than the previous.

Samantha was giggling, but Isabel was turned on and before she could think found herself in bed with her sister, Heather still had her tit in her mouth and was moaning around the nipple. Isabel looked into her sister's eyes and could see the lust; she was focused on her pleasure. Isabel found herself drawn to her sister's other tit and lowering her head sucked the spongy nipple into her mouth. With her right hand Heather pulled her sister's head closer as her moaning increased.

Samantha opened her mouth to protest, but nothing came out, she was astonished as she watched her sisters' behavior. When Heather opened her legs wide, placing her feet sole to sole, Samantha noticed how wet she was and felt compelled to get a closer look. Lying across the bed, and leaning over she could smelled her sister's arousal and watched as Heather's cunt become a pool of her juices and her hard clit protruded from its center. Leaning in closer she took in a deep breath, the fragrance was much stronger and before she realized what she was doing she began lapping up the sweet nectar.

Heather couldn't stand it any longer and pulling her tit from her mouth, she squealed as she was rocked by a thunderous orgasm. Isabel covered her mouth with her own and they tongue wrestled for several seconds. Heather reached up and began to pull Isabel's top off, she needed to feel her warm flesh. Isabel help by unhooking her large bra and ample breasts tumble forward into Heather's waiting hands and she squeezed and pulled on the long nipples as Isabel shrieked. All three sisters seemed under some spell as they began their forbidden intimate play. Isabel and Samantha quickly got out of their remaining clothes and the three formed a daisy chain around the bed as they feasted on each other's pussies. Hands were roaming everywhere over each other, each one became more familiar with each other's body and quickly learned what the other liked. After several minutes and countless orgasms they switched partners, and continued until each one had been intimate with the other and the room was heavy with the smell of their combined arousal.

Samantha said, "I don't know what came over me, but I had to lick Heather's pussy. I am glad that I did but that was so weird," she said as she lay on her back between her sisters trying to catch her breath.

Isabel agreed, "I know what you mean, Heather's nipples seemed to be speaking to me and I couldn't help myself from wanting to feel them in my mouth. It was all so good, but I don't know where it came from," she said as she wiped a loose curl from her face which was still wet from her sister's juices.

Heather sat up and giggled, "That was sooo much fun, want to do it again," and she reached out and pulled the each of her sisters hard nipples.

Isabel moaned as a warm feeling came over her and she crawled between Heather's legs and resumed licking and fingering her sister. Samantha giggled and pulled her face to Heather's quivering breasts.

Tammy walked back to her office carrying a cup of Green Tea, she was proud of the way she had overcome her tendency to eat the wrong foods and drinks, the tea was good for her and its warmth spread through her body. The side effect from losing all the weight was that without the layers of extra fat to keep her warm, she found the office too cool for her liking. But it didn't prevent her from wearing clothes that accentuated her new figure and exposed the maximum amount of flesh she could get away with and still be considered professionally attired. Her skirt hugged her body tightly and she hadn't bothered to wear panties today you'd be able to see where they started and ended, she rationalized. She felt daring this morning, but going into the office "commando" which was the extent of her office adventures. She had to balance doing her real job while digging through countless the files to collect enough evidence on Mr. Adams; he was embezzling millions from the bank and their mortgage customers. So far she had uncovered several incriminating documents, but needed much more if they were ever going to have enough to either get him convicted or convince him to retire and repay the money he'd stolen.

As she passed by the bank of teller windows, she smiled at her friends and co-workers as they tried to look busy waiting for the next wave of customers to arrive. Several of the men and women smiled back; unable to believe how quickly she lost more than eighty pounds and admiring how cute she looked today. A few even let their minds wander trying to imagine what she looked like naked. She hadn't just weight and inches but it seemed she grew in all the appropriate places. She really couldn't take credit for the weight lost; she thinks that John had something to do with it, but that was only a suspicion. After all how was that possible, she thought.

Sliding into her Herman Miller Aeron chair she went back to the laborious job scanning and reading hundreds of documents, both online and paper copies. She was grossly involved in one particular file when the phone rang starling her and causing her to jumped two inches out of her chair. Recovering quickly, she stabbed the phone receiver and answered in her practiced professional voice.

"Tammy Bowen, may I help you," she said, as she pulled her new reading glasses off her face.

"Hey Tammy, how goes the battle," said the familiar voice on the other end.

"John," she practically sighed his name. "How've been, it's been a while since I've heard from you."

John explained that he had been keeping very busy lately but wanted to see if she was making any progress. When he learned that she had in fact found a few interesting documents, he arranged a brief meeting at the hotel across the street, in 30 minutes and Tammy agreed.

They met at the bar in the restaurant; it was too early for a drink, so they had mineral waters and talked about what Tammy had discovered. She explained that he'd found several documents that proved that Mr. Adams was skimming off the top of a least five large mortgages, not a lot of money, but enough that if more it would total a significant amount of money. John asked if she had verified that it was a deliberate act. She said there was no way this could have an accident. John asked her how much more time did she anticipate it all taking. When she couldn't be specific, he told her to continue with her work while he chased down another source.

"Thanks, Tammy," He said as he leaned in to kiss her, if for no other reason than to keep up appearances.

Reaching into Tammy's mind he saw she was disappointed that they wouldn't have a chance for a little playtime; she was horny being around him and was of half a mind to sliding under the table to blow him. Activating his power to see through clothing (see Chapter One), Tammy's lovely long sleeve sheer blouse faded allowing John to see her bra cladded breasts clearly, soon it too faded away and John was looking at her lovely large breasts topped by bright pink areolas. Admiring the way her big breast appeared to be defying gravity, he focused his attention on her nipples. He watched as they began to harden and grow longer. As they grew they pulled the areolas tighter, the mass seemed to shrink as the nipples hardened. Tammy trembled as she felt a flash of familiar body heat which was a usually precursor to sexual play. She stopped what she was saying took a drink of her water and found herself gazing into his eyes, as she tried to understand what was happening.

Next John imagined nursing on those lovely puffy nipples. Tammy's breathing was becoming erratic. John lowered his gaze and Tammy's skirt faded from view. John smiled as he saw she had chosen to go "commando" today. Her pretty pink labia as it began to moisten, as he sharpening his focus causing her clit to emerge from its hood. Tammy gasped loudly and sighed, she was beyond trying to look like nothing unusual was happening. John imagined licking around her clit until she practically begged him to touch her love button. She spread her legs and fought to keep her hands away, she was practically panting now and leaning into John, she could smell herself and realized that she was on the brink of a large orgasm. How was that possible? She didn't have time to question it any further as her passion smacked her hard. Leaned down John took her face in his hands and quickly covered her mouth with his just in time to mute her scream and allowing her to relax and ride out the surprising climax. She was gripping John's arms so tightly she thought she'd draw blood.

After several minutes and Tammy's pulse had returned to normal she was able to pull away, she looked deep into John's eyes silently questioning what had just happened. But John simply asked if she was okay, she was of course, still not believing what had happened. Suddenly she began to worry, she was a sopping wet mess, surely she had soaked her tan skirt, and there would be a stain. She picked a bad day to go without panties, she silently cursed. However, it was a fantastic breathtaking orgasm, but at what cost? She didn't know what she would do, she definitely wasn't prepared. She was just about to ask John to excuse her, when she realized that she didn't feel wet and sticky, in fact she felt dry and fresh she sniffed and could only smell the fresh clean fragrance of her cologne. Had she imagined it all? No, she was certain that she hadn't imagined anything that strong.

John looked at her and smiled, "Are you ready to go," he asked as he searched her face and seeing a look of bewilderment.

She smiled realizing she was still seated; she took John's out stretched hand and stood on shaky legs. He pulled her into him and wrapped his long arm around her as she found her legs. They walked out the restaurant and into the morning sun. Once they crossed the street and the bank was less than a hundred yards away, John kissed her once again and told her he'd call her later. Tammy sighed and walked the short distance to the bank, trying not to think about what had happened, and failing.

April looked over the classes she had planned to take this fall. Both she and John were planning on attending Foothill College; it was the nearby community college. Although both had the grades, their SAT scores weren't high enough to get them into a large university, right out of high school. So like many kids they would be attending one of the states finest community college for a year or two before transferring to the university of their choosing. April couldn't understand why she did so poorly on her SATs, things seemed so easy now, and she remembered everything she read. Things that used to confuse her now seemed so easy for her to comprehend. She looked up from her list of classes, picked up the television remote; it was time for "Wheel of Fortune", one of her favorite shows. She watched silently while contestants struggled over one easy phrase after another. At one point she found herself yelling at the set, when the blonde woman opted to buy a vowel instead of solving the phrase.

"They must have scraped the bottom of the barrel to find these morons," she found herself saying aloud.

"What morons," her mother asked as she walked into the den and sitting beside her daughter.

April explained how these had to be the dumbest contestants since the show began, while they struggle with the final phrase. Candice watched and tried to figure out the phrase, when April became frustrated and yelled out the answer. Her mother looked stunned as she realized that April was right, it was confirmed six spins later.

"How did you do that," her mother asked.

"Do what," April asked. Glad to see that the show was just about over; "Jeopardy" was next, that would definitely is more challenging, she thought.

Her mother told her that she was easily figuring out phrases that normally would take her until almost all the letters were filled in. April realized that she was correct. They watched "Jeopardy" together and the results were similar, April didn't get every answer correct, but had she been on the show she would have beat the reigning champion, she even correctly guessed where the daily doubles were hidden. Something was definitely different, April seemed to be much smarter than she was just a day or two ago.

On the coffee table in front of them April's iPhone began to ring and a photo of John appeared on the phone's face, both mother and daughter saw it and unknown to either both became aroused. Candice had to fight the urge to reach for the phone. April snatched it up quickly.

"Hey you, I was beginning to wonder if you were going to call me today," she said hoping that he would notice that she was giving him space.

"Hey yourself, what are you doing," he asked.

She explained that she and her mother were just sitting around watching early evening television. He guessed that it was "The Wheel" and "Jeopardy" and then asked if she would like some company. Trying not to sound too anxious, she hesitated, made a few flimsy excuses before agreeing. John asked if they had eaten dinner and if he could pick up some food. She paused and asked her mother if there would be enough food for John, she was roasting a chicken and steaming some vegetables. Her mother was overjoyed at the prospect of seeing John again and said there would be plenty of food and for him to come on over. John said he'd see them in fifteen minutes and that he would pick up some beer, as he patted the six pack of Coors Lite in the passenger seat.

They were both excited that John would be coming for dinner, unknown to April, her mother was as eager to see John as she was and she hoped that he would find time to be alone with her, too. However, she didn't see how that was possible. Yet, she could hope, couldn't she?
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