Incest/Taboo A Gift From His Father

Rachel turned a little more and saw what looked to be a tattoo on the small of her back just above her big ass. She could see some colorful designs and some lettering but needed her hand mirror to see what was written there. Getting the mirror in at the right angle she saw her name written in script framed by colorful curly designs. Before she could make sense of it she noticed the same patterns and her name also written across her shoulder blades, only upside down. What happened to her? She didn't remember getting pierced or getting tattooed. Why would she have her name written upside down and two places on her back? It didn't make sense. Just as she thought things couldn't get any worse as she was about to put the mirror down and try to sort things out, she saw another tattoo on her right ass cheek. She shrieked when she read it and began to sob, big tears rolled from her eyes, falling on to her breasts and rolling to her studded nipples.

In two inch red bold letters the word "Bimbo" was emblazoned on her ass.

She was scared and confused she dropped the mirror to the floor and ran back into her room and fell into the bed. Who would have done this to her, what kind of sick prank was this? She remained there crying for several minutes, she curled into the fetal position and felt like sticking her thumb into her mouth, but realized that she did want something in her mouth but it wasn't her thumb. Where were these thoughts coming from?

After about ten minutes of feeling sorry for herself she decided to examine her new accessories more closely. She hefted her tiny tits one by one to see that each the silver ring was permanently attached; she could find no way to remove them. The simple act of examining her pierced nipples made her hot and horny and she felt a tingle in her pussy. She moved the hand mirror so that she could see down there, something she almost never did. It was hard to see, her fat belly was in the way and there was a forest of nasty blonde hair in the way. Without thinking she retrieved her scissors and a towel from the bathroom and began to cutting the thick growth as short as the scissors would allow.

She was finally able see the silver horseshoe shaped barbell piercing her clitoris; and she wasn't surprised to find that there also was no way to remove it. And just looking at it was making her wet. Tossing out the cut hair in the towel she decided to shower. As she began shaving her legs, she continued and removed all the stubble from her crotch as well, leaving her pussy completely bare. For some reason she was extremely pleased as if she had just completed some task on her list of things to do. She put away the razor and washed the newly shaved area, only to find that she couldn't help but play with her new jewelry until she squealed with pleasure as she came again this morning. Catching her breath, her fingers then began pulling on her nipple rings causing her to become excited again and repeating the previous exercise until she was again panting as she weak kneed slid to the floor of the shower. It took her awhile before she was able to actual wash without playing with herself and it was become very close to the time to leave for work and she hadn't even dressed yet.

Rachel found a spot to park and took the elevator to her floor. The hospital seemed to be relatively quiet for this time of day and she greeted a few coworkers and made her way to her desk. Taking her seat and put her handbag in the bottom file cabinet, she turned on her computer. As she opened her Outlook she noticed twice as many emails as normal and one from her supervisor dated today marked urgent. Opening it she discovered an irate note. Apparently, Rachel had taken a day off without consulting with her, fortunately things managed fine without her but she needed to account for her actions and she was expected to be in her office at 2PM.

Rachel was further embarrassed, how could she have missed work like this and not even called to have someone cover for her. It was not like her. The last twenty four hours weren't like her. What did she do yesterday, besides the obvious?

The day continued and she attended to her patients and interacted with the doctors on staff. About 1PM, Candace came in and approached Rachel as she was updating a patients chart and looked directly into her eyes and said, "Rachel, I am tired of these late hours, I really would like to be put back on mornings, say the 7 to 4PM shift, okay?"

Rachel looked back at Candace; her first impulse was to ask to save it for later. "Can't you see that I am busy?" But she didn't say a word; she only stared blankly into her eyes. She began to crave that taste that she woke up with this morning. She still wasn't sure what it was, trying to maintain an air of control she said, "Perhaps I can arrange that," and then taking Candace by the arm and pulling her into an empty office said, "If you will do something for me?"

Wondering how this would play out, Candace bit and asked, "Maybe, what do you have in mind?"

By now Rachel was like a drug addict going through withdrawal and without thinking asked, "Let me eat your pussy."

Candace smiled and walked a few steps to close the door. While Rachel blushed deeply and couldn't believe what she had just asked, nevertheless was hopeful that Candace would agree. When Candace walked over to one of the chairs and pulled down her scrubs to her ankles revealing her beautiful mound, all Rachel could do was to stare. I was shaved clean except for a narrow "landing strip" of blonde hair. Candace sat down in the chair and spread her legs, leaving one foot still in her scrub pants. She looked at Rachel, as if to say, "What are you waiting for." And Rachel rushed forward her mouth already salivating and dropped to her knees before her.

"Just a minute," Candace said, "First you must strip."

Rachel was too far gone to worry about any details she quickly shrugged out of her scrubs, tossing them on the floor behind her, the matching set of bra and panties followed quickly. It was the first time Candace had seen Rachel completely naked with tattoos and piercings and she liked the look.

"I see you've added a few accessories, how nice, and I see you've shaved, too. Good girl. Now bring that tongue over here and get busy."

Rachel blushed again, forgetting about her new look. But didn't hesitate and quickly put her face in Candace's pussy and lapped up her increasing fluids. As she happily licked up the nectar she had been craving an interesting thought entered her mind. How did Candace know that I had added tattoos, piercings and had shaved?

Mary woke up late the next day, and was very sore. She was sore in places that she didn't know she could become sore.

As she sat up and crawled out of bed on the way to the bathroom, she smelled the unmistakable aroma of freshly brewed coffee. She realized that John must be home to check on her. She donned her robe and limped to the bathroom to perform her morning hygiene and then hobbled to the kitchen where John was finish a sandwich and some chips.

Stopping at the kitchen entrance Mary smiled and said, "Come over to check on me, huh?"

"Yeah, I heard you got in a little over your head. How are you feeling?" He asked as he saw her attempt to hide her injured gait.

"If we were having this conversation a month ago I would say that I am fine, but since you are the master of the Ring of Power, there is no point in lying. I fucked up and I am pretty sore all over."

John had never heard his mother swear or use any foul language, but that too was the old mom. This new mom was worldly, accustoms to having plenty of sex with multiple partners of both sexes and now was one of his best agents. Even disheveled she oozed beauty, grace and sensuality.

"I can fix that." John volunteered. "Come here and let me have a look at you."

She limped over to him as he jumped out of his chair and met her half way. He could now sense her pain and realized his power to heal her. All the energy from the orgy had given him new abilities such as a mental link to his agents and the limited ability to heal. A closer look revealed that she was bruised over her arms and legs, from what he could see that wasn't hidden under her robe.

"I am going to need you to disrobe for me if I am going to heal these bruises," said gently. Although she was his mother and they had together sexually, (not that it was his fault), and technically he was her master, he didn't think of it that way. She was still his mother and she was owed a certain level of respect.

"Of course she said," dropping her robe to the floor and pulling her red satin halter slip so that it too pooled at her feet.

She had a fantastic body, but instead of admiring it, John cringed at how badly she had been bruised by the experience. Her large white breast, ass, legs and especially her crotch were discolored and had to ache terribly. To say she was black and blue would be putting it lightly. If it wasn't for his power, she would likely need a hospital stay. It was worse than he thought.

Taking her in his arms, John lifted her off her feet and carried her back to her bedroom. He gently laid her on her back. Using both hands, holding them just above the injured areas he closed his eyes and concentrated. Had he been watching he would have seen his hands glow red as he emitted healing energy from them. He moved them all around and turned her over to reach her ass and rectum. After several minutes, he stopped. Mary opened her eyes and John looked at her again. All the bruising was gone replaced with a rich golden tan.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"Mmmm, much better, now. I didn't know that you could do that? You know heal people."

"It's new. Thanks to all the energy you sent me. I am not sure, but I feel like I might be able to fly," he joked.

She sat up and he couldn't help but admire her nudity. She was his first crush and despite everything he was still in love with her. She cupped his hands on his face and pulled him close and kissed him in a way a mother never would kiss her son. It lasted several minutes and she pulled down on top of her as she fumbled with his belt.

John met Elizabeth at the Hyatt downtown. She had a room on the fifth floor facing the pool and lounge area. He knocked on her door and she opened it, clothed only in a towel having just gotten out of the shower.

"Looks like my timing is good," he smiled as she let him in and closed the door behind him. "Can I borrow a towel," He joked.

Elizabeth smiled and pulled him to her and locked her lips on his while letting the towel fall to the floor. He pulled her closer and their kiss intensified. She clawed at his shirt and then noticed he was as naked as her and together they tumbled onto the bed. They kissed some more less passionately as their hands explored each others' bodies. John found her impressive breasts and pulled one of the large brown nipples into his mouth. He sucked and pulled on it gently using his teeth. Elizabeth shrieked passionately, loving what he was doing. Together they rolled back and forth until Elizabeth found herself on top with John looking up at her through her magnificent cleavage as the twins finally settled into place. She smiled triumphantly as if she had won the match. John used that opportunity to grow his already erect cock to an impressive ten inches letting it snake forward finding Elizabeth's wet love tunnel waiting.

"Now you are just showing off," she said as she adjusted her position and impaled herself on the huge cock.

Once in place John began to expand and thicken it causing Elizabeth's eyes to grow large in surprise. She wasted no time and began sliding up and down leaving her juices running down its length. At times she'd pull almost all the way out and holding the mushroom head tightly and just stay there for a minute. And then without warning, she'd impale herself again all the way down and continue rapidly bouncing up and down. She was getting very close to the edge; John's large cock was making her reach her limit faster than she would have normally. It felt so good to have a large cock inside of her.

John knew exactly what was going on in her mind; his new connection to his agents gave him another advantage when they were together like this. He was matching her tempo and they would come together. As they continued to work; John could feel his cock bottoming out as Elizabeth continued her frantic pace. She was already screaming in her mind, as her passion reached its peak.

"Aaaahhhhhh!" She yelled, for what seemed like minutes, shaking her head, her long damp brown hair slowly snapping back and forth.

When John let his seed loose, she seemed to reach another octave. They slowly coasted to a stop. Both of them panting and sweating enjoying one of the best fucks either had ever experienced.

Elizabeth climbed off the monster she had been riding and John allowed it to soften. His cock was coated with her juices, shiny and deep red. She rested for a few minutes and then took it in her mouth. It was huge, but she thought she could use the practice and worked it down her throat until her nose was tickled by John's pubic hair. She licked and then pulled out to lick and suck on John's ball before going back after the monster.

John had to use his strength to hold back. This woman knew what she was doing. He pulled her around and bent down to begin lapping at her wet pussy. She tasted amazing. John was amazed at how similar and yet how different each woman tasted. Elizabeth tasted the best. After several minutes using his connection to her he was able to hit all the right spots. She could no longer hold off and screamed again as she enjoyed yet another climax. As they cuddled together fighting sleep, Elizabeth kissed him on the cheek and whispered in to his ear, "Not bad for a white boy."

He joke caught him completely off guard causing him to rock with laughter. Elizabeth joined in laughing so hard they nearly fell off the bed.

As they resumed their cuddling and catching up on the business of running his agents, John confessed the he relied on Elizabeth and that she deserved a promotion of sorts. He officially made her his lieutenant, and as a reward asked her what he could give her as a gift for services rendered.

She was taken back somewhat. Not expecting anything but a thank you for saving mom. So she joked, "Besides that great fuck?"

He looked at her and she knew he was serious.

"I don't know John. Can I think about it?"

"Sure," he said. "Now tell me about what Candace has been up to."

Although John was pleased with his new agents, he still needed more. And although he had absorbed a tremendous amount of new energy, he was expending almost as much, so he needed to have more sex and convert more agents.

He thought about Tammy Bowen. He didn't need her at the bank anymore and she would jump at the chance to work for him in any capacity. And then there was April's mother Candace Martin. She was more than ready. Driving west on Highway 280, he decided to exit to the Foothill Express Way; he'd be at the Martin's home in 8 minutes. Traffic was light this time of the morning. He sensed that Candace was still home and April was not, likely she was at school.

He pulled in front of the house and had to admire the neighborhood, it hadn't changed all that much since he and April used to play in these streets. He ran the door bell and after a minute Candace peaked through the curtain and opened the door.

"Well, John Smith. What do I owe the pleasure?" Candace gushed. She was being a little sarcastic, since she missed him and he hadn't bothered to call in days. "April's not here."

"Hello Candace," he said "good to see you too. I know. I came to see you." She stepped aside letting him in, her heart dancing in her chest and as soon as she closed the door, she was all over him.

She kissed him like she hadn't seen him in months. She was dressed for work, in her pink scrubs, her purse and keys on the stairs, she was about to walk out the door.

"Call the job," he said. "You're going to be late if you make it in at all today."

Candace hung up her phone and put back in her purse. She had told the nurse in charge that something big had come up unexpectedly and that it required her immediate attention, she would attempt to make it in later if that was possible. She then turned to John, smiling as she looked at the huge bulge in his pants and asked if he wanted to adjourn to her bedroom. He quickly agreed and as Candace climbed the stairs he followed, watching her round buttock carefully as she sashayed up the stairs. Upon reaching the top, she pulled her top off and tossed it into John face. She giggled as he caught it and reached behind her back releasing the snaps holding her bra in place. Her breasts immediately lurched forward, but remained within the cups. John caught up with her and gently removed the bra. Her breasts were impressive. He pulled a large nipple into his mouth and sucked. She rewarded him with her milk.

After a minute he pulled away, "Mmmmm yummy." He said. I hear you are having a good time sharing your marvelous milk. I'd like to hear more about it, but later."

She smiled and pulled him closer and kissed him deeply tasting her milk, "Mmmmmm, I agree, yummy indeed."

John smiled and slid her pants past her round ass and down to her ankles, as she stepped out of them.

"Going commando, I see. What's the occasion?" John asked noticing that she hadn't bothered to put on panties.

"Oh, that," Candace smiled and said, "I've been training my supervisor to eat my snatch, instead of giving me lousy hours, it saves a little time."

"Interesting," John said, "how's that working out."

"Pretty good, actually, in fact she'll be going nuts pretty soon when she learns I may not be in today. I'll fill you in later, but right now how about some of that amazing cock or yours. I've missed it."

Arriving for her shift, Rachel was right on time, as usual. She looked through the staff assignments and the patients list and got busy with the more mundane aspects of running the recovery room of a medium size metropolitan hospital. After about thirty minutes she began to feel something gnawing in her mind just outside of her consciousness. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but something wasn't quite right.

She checked on her patients and consulted with a couple of doctors, it was getting close to noon and she wasn't hungry, but something was bothering her. She saw June Mathews sitting at one of the nursing stations entering data on a patient. "That's not right," she thought. "June isn't scheduled today." She checked the schedule, Candace Martin was. "Where is Candace?" She was beginning to panic and she didn't understand why. She looked at her wrist watch. "What's going on?" She went back to her personnel screen and saw that Candace had taken a PTO at the last minute, citing that something had come up.

She stared at the entry and was becoming angry. "How could she not come in today? I need her." She was puzzled. "Why did she need her?"

June surprised Rachel; she actually jumped two inches out of her seat.

"I'm sorry Rachel, didn't mean to startle you, I just wanted to ask your opinion on the patent in room 2614B."

Rachel gathered herself. "You didn't startle me," she lied. "I was just checking the schedule and you caught me in deep thought," she smiled and tried hard to shrug it off.

"Mrs. White in room 2614B..."

June began to explain the question, but Rachel couldn't hear her. She was thinking of licking pussy, and not any pussy, but Candace's pussy. "That's right," she thought, "I have to eat Candace's pussy today. But Candace isn't here; I'll have to find another pussy to eat, but whose? I can't just walk up to someone and ask them if I could lick their pussy, can I?" With that thought she got up and began walking away.

"Rachel!" June called, "I was talking to you."

Rachel continued to walk away completely ignoring June. She needed to find pussy. She was thinking hard, "Candace isn't here; I need to find a pussy to eat."

Candace was on her back her legs wrapped tightly around John's waist. She felt as if he was draining her of her life's fluids from her. She had come five times and another was building to climax. She was being fucked silly. He started out so tenderly, but after her third climax, she was urging him to fuck her faster and harder. She just couldn't get enough of his wonderful cock.

"OOooooohhhhh mmmyyyy GGGggggoooodddd!" She cried out aloud again. "Yeowwwwwieeeee, ddddon't ssstttooppp. Oooowwweeeee! She was panting hard and John still hadn't come until...

"Yesssss!" John howled, matching Candace's volume. And just as Candace thought she was through, she came again. Both panting and sweating John collapsed on Candace and she held him closely enjoying the feeling of embracing her lover. They were all sticky and slick, and finally, she felt John's enormous cock began to shrink.

"Where ever did you learn to fuck like that, John Smith?" She was thoroughly enjoying his company. She felt like a teenage in love again, laying here again with her daughter's boyfriend and childhood playmate. The more she thought about it the more she realized how wrong this was, but somehow she didn't care. She was in bed with an eighteen year old boy. No, despite his age, she couldn't think of John as boy. He was much more mature. In fact in the last few weeks he seemed to have matured well beyond his tender years. And his cock, who would have guessed that little Johnny Smith would have been so well endowed. At times his cock seemed huge to her, scary huge. And he really knew how to use it.

As they cuddled and John played with his favorite nipple, he finally excused himself and just as he was ready to pull out of her well used pussy, he handed her a thick fluffy towel. She didn't know where he got it; it didn't appear to be one of hers. But she was glad that he did, as she couldn't believe the amount of fluids that poured forth. He got up and after using the toilet, asked if she was thirsty, she said she was, and that she could really use a white wine, but she knew that they'd drunk the last of it a few weeks ago and she'd forgotten to buy more.

"Let me see what I can find," John said as he left her bedroom as casually as he did in his own home, not even considering pulling on his briefs. A minute later her returned with a bottle of Ca Vescovo Pinot Grigio 2012, two glasses and a tray of cheeses and sliced apples. He quickly opened the bottle and poured to glasses.

Candace thought she must have dosed off for a bit, but it seemed as if he'd only been gone a minute. But that can't be right, there was no way that he could get down to the kitchen and prepare all of this without it taking ten minutes or more.

She sat up and sipped the glass of wine he handed her. "This is good," she said. "Where did you find this?"

"In one of your cupboards," he lied, not caring about covering the lie. "It is good. Try some cheese."

"Where'd you get all this," she asked as she picked up a piece of cheese and washed it down with another swallow of her wine.

"I brought it with me," he lied again.

"John, you were empty handed when you arrived. What's going on?"

"Candace," he said as he put his glass down again and popped a piece of cheese into his mouth. "I have a proposition for you."

"Oh, John, no, it wouldn't work. This December/May thing and April would be crushed." She smiled her eyes shining brightly, wishing she were twenty years younger as she joked.

John laughed. "Funny lady, I hadn't realized you had such a funny sense of humor. But kidding aside, I want you to come and work for me."

Candace saw that he was serious and put her glass down and asked, "Doing what?"

"Well, that's a good part, he smiled, "Pretty much what you've just done."

Candace suddenly became very self conscience; she pulled the sheet up over her lovely naked body. She couldn't believe her ears. John had asked her to go out whoring herself. What kind of pimp does he think he is?

"John," she finally said after considering for a minute that she must have misunderstood him, "You want me to work for you by fucking other men?"

"And woman," John added. "If you like, or make sure you are near enough to collect their sexual energy."

"Excuse me?"

John explained to her what he'd been doing over the last several weeks, allowed her to remember things he'd done with her and to her. When she still found it hard to believe what he was telling her, he simply smiled and caused her to have an orgasm without touching her. She was just sitting there under the sheet when slowly she felt as if John's huge cock was sliding into her, filling her completely. She felt it stroking in and out, slowly at first and building until finally she couldn't deny the building another climax.

"Aahhhh. Aaahhhhh!" She screamed.

When she finally settled down, her wine glass lay empty on the bed, on a small puddle of wine, soaking into the bed linen, she was breathing heavily and she had both hands in her crotch, the sheet laying discarded on the floor.

"What was that," she asked still out of breath.

"Proof," John said. "Do you require more?"

"No," she screamed. "No more. I believe you." A little hysterically, she didn't believe she would survive another orgasm.

John went on to explain in greater detail that she could continue her job if she liked, but her primary responsibility would be to collect sexual energy. She wouldn't be allowed to marry. And she would live a long life, barring any unforeseen tragedy. She wouldn't lose her beauty and be immune to all diseases and illnesses.

She asked John, "What about April?"

John assured that he didn't want this for April and had no intention of initiating her to his elite club, at least not until she was done with her schooling and could make an informed choice. But for now they would keep her in the dark.

"So," John asked. "I guess you need some time to decide."

"Are you kidding? I can't see any downside. I'm in!"

"Great!" John replied. "Then I am ready to convert you if you're ready?"

"Sure, I guess. How does this work," she asked.

John explained he'd install a diamond stud on her labia and that is what will collect the energy. She took a deep breath and she was ready.

John moved between her legs, spreading them wider than was necessary inserted his ring finger into her pussy and with is thumb placed it where he wanted the diamond stud. There was heat, but no pain and she felt a tingling and when he moved his hand she had a beautiful diamond stud where his thumb had just been. With is finger still in her juicy pussy he cleansed her body of all illness and gave her limited mind control powers.

Removing his hand, he thought aloud. "I almost forgot, you won't need your milk any longer," As he extended his ring hand to her left breast.

"Wait, "she said. "Do you have to?"

"No," he said. "It's just redundant. You can simply use your mind now."

"I know," she said. "But, I like it. And since I can control my lactation it's pretty cool."

"Fine," he said. "You'll be the only one with that gift."

"Great." She said.

John told her that she will be properly trained on how to use her new gifts, tomorrow. Candace was still admiring her new diamond and when she looked up, John was completely dressed.

"Oh," he said. "I almost forgot," waving his hand over her crotch and breasts.

She felt a warm pleasant tingling feeling grow and then subside.

"What was that?"

"Oh, just a little something to help you enjoy sex more. I heighten your erogenous zones. You will enjoy sex even more now, if that is possible."

"Really," she asked.

Candace moved her hand up to her right breast and pulled gently on her nipple. "Ooooohhh!" She quickly let go, afraid she have another orgasm. "That feels good."

"Yeah, thought you'd like that. Feel free to explore that on your own." John said. He was about to head out, when he remembered he had forgotten to ask about what she'd been up to the last few days.

"Oh," she said. "Mostly getting a little revenge on an injustice, do you have time to hear about it?"

John agreed and joined her again in the bed as she told him what she'd been up to.

The cravings Rachel was feeling had her in a state of desperation. She didn't understand why, but she wanted, no she needed to be between Candace's legs or any other woman or she'd go mad. She needed to make that happen soon.
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