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Tim's Life - Chapter VIII (past)

Caesar, copyright  1996

Tim woke up with Esmerelda sleeping soundly next to him. His body was
exhausted after the enjoyable sex marathon he had last night with the young
girl and his mother. As he rolled out of bed, the young man thought about
the change in his mothers behavior these last few months since the party at
his friend Jerry's house. She had become a virtual temptress, who was
willing to do anything her son wished, any time. Esmerelda, on the other
hand, was simply a sexy toy for his pleasure. Something to amuse himself
with until he tired of her.

Not for the first time, Tim wondered if it was malicious to treat his
mother this way. To have altered her mind enough that she was comparable to
the lowest slut anytime they were alone. He had no excuse why he used this
power for the sexual conquest with his mother, or even Jerry's. In fact, he
felt very good about the ability to have anyone do anything he wished. But
he wanted more.

He was standing at his partially shaded window looking out when his door
slowly opened. His mother stuck her head around the corner and looked a
little disappointed that her son was already awake. Tim motioned for her to
be silent and to come in. He turned his attention back to the new day
outside his window. Behind, he could hear his mother as she let the
housecoat fall to the floor. It was her custom to appear in the morning
with something easily discarded so her nudity could be enjoyed by her son.

The young man never even looked down when his mother dropped next to him
and crawled over between the window alcove and his person. Her mouth had
become very effective at pleasing him. After all these months, and with so
many blow jobs, she had quickly learned what her son enjoyed or didn't.
Laura knew how to go slow and use firm pressure with her lips upon his
organ while her tongue constantly frolicked with the underside and the
crown. She began to make love to his penis, as she did practically every
morning. Her head bobbed slowly before him, wanting to pleasure him
exquisitely and he did to her.

As was usual, Tim had slept in. Not that it mattered any longer, the
instructors at school always wrote glowing report cards for him, and did
not even notice when he wasn't there. Which was becoming more often lately.
Tim had learned that he could get more than sex with his mind.

Outside, he noticed his sister Mary and two of her girlfriends as they left
the house to go to school. She was the only person in his house that hadn't
felt her brothers control over her. The reason may be, that Tim always
liked her better than his other sisters and that and she was very young,
Mary had just turned thirteen and had the tall thin look of a preteen.
Physically, her brother had not felt any attraction towards her in the
least. But laughing with her friends, he saw that she was indeed beautiful
compared to the other two girls her age and for the first time wondered how
her body will fill out in the coming years.

Tim's oldest sister wasn't very pretty, mostly because of the extra weight
she carried. Yet that hadn't stopped him from enjoying her for a Saturday
afternoon. That one encounter was enough to fulfill his incestuous urge and
to realize there was other women in the world who he could enjoy. Not that
he didn't care for her, in fact he had caused a rich young man in the
neighborhood whom his sister had adored to fall desperately in love with
her. The wedding was scheduled for next summer. Tim already knew what his
present would be, one more afternoon's fuck the day before her wedding, and
the most powerful orgasm of her life. Compliments of her baby brother.

His middle sister was the jock of the family, playing field hockey mostly.
She was also strikingly attractive. Tim had spent several hours of the last
months with her. Yet, he became bored very quickly and found a surprising
use for his sister. She was now Tim's father, his mother's husband's lover.
He still smiled when he remembered the solution to a problem that plague
him. How to keep his father busy while his wife was absent. Up till that
moment, Tim altered his mind enough that he never even noticed how his only
son had almost every woman in the household fawning over him. Or that his
wife barely spent any time in his bed. Tim enjoyed watching his father and
sister in bed, it was like a comedy and paralleled his own relationship
with his mother. If nothing else, he was glad his father was having such a
enjoyable affair.

The tightening of his balls returned him to the present and to the bobbing
head between his legs. It was his mother who he found the most enjoyable,
both mentally and physically. She was a wonderful lover and with a little
alteration very wanton. At his direction she would fuck anything, anytime.
He often played with her lack of inhibitions and had fingered her several
times in public or at the kitchen table. He had watched her orgasm using a
carrot, a pencil, a candle, and even a small sausage. How many times had he
sent her to her marriage bed with drops of sperm upon her smooth skin, he
wondered. She was always enthusiastic for the pursuit of his pleasure, and
ultimately her own.

Before he felt the first jerk of his cock, Tim pulled his mothers face from
his lap. It was something he rarely did, stop her before he was done. She
looked up with pleading hungry eyes and he nodded towards the sleeping
naked form on the bed. His mother licked her lips then crawled over to her
son's bed and to Esmerelda.

For several minutes, Tim watched as his mother gently toyed with his
girlfriend's sleeping body. She used her fingertips, her tongue and even
her own body to slowly stir the teenagers sensitive skin. It wasn't long
before Esmerelda had awakened enough to help by opening her legs and move
her own hands to cup the full attractive ass beside her After these long
weeks, both females were knowledgeable of the others body, and always
strived to please. With Tim watching, his mother put more effort into her
erotic work, simply for his viewing pleasure.

As Esmerelda started to groan with sexual enjoyment, the tongue already
between the folds of her womanhood, Tim realized he was becoming bored with
her. She certainly had a wonderful body, an easily manageable mind, and
enthusiastic about sex. But she was also lacking in imagination and
intelligence. Something the young man had learned, that an intelligent
lover was better off having in bed. He could not animate a woman's mind
enough to make her exciting in bed.

Mrs. Muller had been a frequent addition to Tim's pleasure, but he also
tired of her quickly. So, after altering his friend Jerry's mind to forget
his anger, he gave his friend his own mother as a lover. Before disengaging
her from his troupe of sex toys, Tim had enjoyed the sinful sight of the
older woman with her daughter. It touched on the one thing Tim knew he
greatly enjoyed, incestuous sexual relationships. If not his own, then
those about him.

Even now, with Esmerelda quickly approaching another orgasm by the
stimulation of the older woman's tongue, he knew this would be the last
time she woke in his bed. A new and exciting thought crossed the teenagers
mind, that of his sister Mary in his bed with his mother using her mouth to
please her youngest daughter. It had all the aspects that Tim enjoyed, sex,
incest, and power.

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