Bait and Switch Ch. 06

The pain was excruciating. I was only dimly aware of the light going from white to yellow before I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, my muddled brain didn't seem to want to work. I vaguely remembered being with Lela, making the switch that I thought would work on her (or trying to), and then waking up in my bed. Had I over used my ability at the party?

A quick test on the lights confirmed it, as pain shot between my eyes. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

I was tempted to sleep all day, till something reminded me that this next week was finals week, before the Christmas break. I'd meant to do some studying today, but I didn't really feel like staying in my room. Especially when I saw I had two missed calls from Gina, and one from Shanna. I didn't feel up to seeing either one right then, so I got dressed, and drove to the campus library, leaving my phone behind.

Studying never was my strong suit, however, and I began thinking about the demons. Lela had told me that there were other humans that had had their dormant genes activated, and I remembered Dennis mentioning seeing YouTube videos of people doing extraordinary things. Using the library's Wi-Fi, I loaded the site, and started browsing. It looked like there were a lot of different videos to choose from, so I started choosing some at random. I watched one where a guy could supposedly talk to dogs and another where a girl could turn her skin blue. Neither of those seemed particularly helpful, so I kept looking. I found the one of the guy in Japan that could spontaneously combust, and then watched as the flames went out, and he was unharmed, even his clothes. I wondered if it was some type of illusion, but I was able to find a version with subtitles, and the cameraman claimed to be able to feel the heat from the flames. Now THAT could come in handy, if he could start other things on fire. Unfortunately, he went on to say that he can only do it to himself.

I searched for a few more hours, with no better results. Some were super strong, or just as useless as blue skin, but I couldn't see how any of them could stop an alien race from destroying the human race. I couldn't even see how I was going to do it. And if Lela, with her advanced technology, couldn't do it, what chance did I have?

Bored and frustrated, I decided to give my ability a small test, and mentally flipped off my laptop. It went off, and the following pain was minimal. In a slightly better mood, I went back to the apartment.

Dennis was there, and I realized he hadn't been home when I'd arrived last night, nor there when I'd gotten up this afternoon.

"Where've you been?" I asked him.

"Out with Robin. Man, can she give a mean blowjob!"I laughed as I dropped my stuff in my room, and then returned to talk to Dennis.

"Wasn't she with Brent?"

"Not anymore. Can you believe what he was doing to his sister?"

I shook my head, but I could believe, and thought that I'd caused it with my switches. I felt guilty again. It was just like with Gina; I was manipulating people into doing things they would otherwise never do. Did I have the right to do that? I had a feeling that the answer was 'no'.

"Oh, by the way, Gina stopped by again. How many girls are you going to string along? First Gina, now Shanna?"

"That was actually her twin, Shannon, last night," I said before I could think better of it.

Dennis gave a long whistle, and punched me in the arm. The punch didn't hurt as much as it usually did, and I wondered if Lela's white light was finally showing its effects.

"Three women now? Yeah, I don't think you can call yourself a geek anymore."

I only shook my head, as I got up and went back to my room. How many women I was with didn't make a difference whether I was a geek or not. Talk of Gina had given me an idea, though.

Opening my phone, I noticed I had missed another call from her, and called her back. She answered on the second ring.

"I'm so glad you called me back. I was afraid you were avoiding me again."

I hated to ruin her mood, but I had to do this. "Gina, we need to talk." I had a plan, and I was fairly certain I could deal with the pain my switches were going to cause me. I was just glad that I was recovering quicker than I had the first time.

"Oh, okay. Is everything alright?" The quaver in her voice told me of her fears.

"I'll be by to pick you up in an hour, is that alright?"

"An hour? Yeah. Hey, is anything wrong?"

"Great, I'll see you then," and hung up. I didn't want to lie to her, but I didn't know what else to say.

I showered, and got dressed. I tried not to dress too nice, but also didn't want to look like a slob. I ended up wearing Jeans, and a 'Geeks Are Sexy' t-shirt from one of my favorite websites.

Gina's mom answered the door, and she invited me in. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes; I'll let Gina know you're here."

"I really shouldn't stay for dinner," I protested, but Gina walked in then.

"But we cooked enough for three. Eat with us, and then you can tell me what you wanted to say." Gina had such hopeful eyes, that I couldn't say no. I had wanted to talk to her in a public place, but as I thought about it, it may be better for her emotional balance if she were home when I was done.

Besides, have you ever heard of a single college student turning down a free meal?

Dinner was delicious, a Sunday pot roast, with carrots and potatoes. The table was mostly quiet. I didn't want to talk too much around Gina, but Nancy occasionally asked me questions about school and my plans for the future. For half a heartbeat, I thought about telling them that I had no plans if I couldn't defeat the demons, but knew how crazy that would sound.

Despite keeping my talking to a minimum, I felt Gina's foot start to crawl up my leg. Her toes caressing my shin for a few minutes, before going up to my crotch. I nearly choked on my food when she did that. A quick glance at her mom showed she hadn't noticed anything, and Gina had a wicked gleam in her eyes.

As soon as I was done with my plate, I asked if I could be excused, and went to their front room. Gina joined me shortly after.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" She asked as she sat and took my hands in hers.

I prepared a 'memory' switch, feeling only a little pain. It might mean that I would have to do this twice, but if she completely flipped out, I didn't want her remembering.

"Gina, everything you have been feeling lately is my fault, and I don't think we should be around each other anymore."

"What do you mean? Why not?" The quaver was back in her voice, but she gripped my hands tighter.

Time for the truth. "I have a special ability. I can make switches with my mind, and do almost anything I want with them." I watched as my words sank in, and then as her face went to incredulity, so I rushed on, "That night I came over to help you with your math, I made a switch that made you wet every time I spoke, and a switch that made your nipples hard too." Even as I spoke, I felt the first switch move, and knew that my voice was affecting her. This was part of the reason I'd wanted to do this in a public place, but her mother should be protection enough, as long as I don't mess with her switches too.

She looked at me for a second her cheeks going red, probably wondering if I was crazy.

"Well, that might explain a few things," she didn't seem angry, which was a good thing, "but I don't believe you."

I was ready for this. I made a switch to make her back itch, then before she could scratch it, I said, "I just made your back itch. I can move that switch anywhere I want to: your foot, or your arm, even the palm of your hand." As I named each place, I moved the switch, feeling my headache grow with each change. When it reached her hands, she yanked them out of mine, and stared at me. This was the part I was most worried about.

She stared at me in wonder, idly scratching her hand. "So you can control minds?"

"Not really. I can't control what you think, and only a small bit what you feel. Mostly it is a physical reaction I get from my switches."

"So you didn't make me screw you that night. You didn't force me to do it, but you DID manipulate my body?"

I dropped my head in shame, and nodded.

"And you kept on doing it afterwards?"

She was really scratching her hand now, and I realized I hadn't flipped off that switch. She looked grateful as I did, with a mumbled, "Sorry."

"No. I didn't do it again, but after that first night, it was as though your body was conditioned to it. Every time I talk, I feel that switch move. That is why I have been avoiding you, so that I wasn't manipulating you again."

She grabbed my hands again, which surprised me. "Is that what you've been worried about? That I'd hate you after you told me?"

I shook my head. "No, I didn't want to make you do anything you didn't want to do."

She gave a small tremulous laugh, and I looked back up to her hazel eyes. "'Want' is the key word." She took a deep breath. "Honesty deserves honesty. No I didn't plan on screwing you when you came over that night. I planned on trying to seduce you into doing my work for me. Instead I got so turned on by you, I decided to go even further. If you can't control what I think, then you didn't make me screw you. I CHOSE to do it." I tried to protest, but she cut me off. "Yes, yes, you manipulated my body, but you know what? I've always thought you were kind of cute, if a little scrawny... Though it looks like that might be changing too. Are you making yourself stronger?"

I almost... ALMOST, told her about Lela, but I was afraid that the conversation would turn to the demons, and I didn't want to frighten her.

"No, I can't affect myself, only other people and objects." I went on to explain how the switches worked, and how they failed.

"That explains Robbie, and the night they kidnapped you. I think it is like hypnosis in a way," she told me at one point, and I shook my head. This was nothing like hypnosis. "Hear me out. You can affect me, by making my feet hot, creating an itch, and various other things, but you can't make me do anything I don't really want to do, like—" She leaned forward, and before I could stop her, kissed me. I could feel myself getting hard, but this was NOT the reason I'd come here. I pushed her away, and looked up to see her mom watching us.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted to know if you would be staying the night?" I almost choked as she asked that.

"I wasn't planning to." Gina's mom nodded, and went up the stairs.

"You know, it is the weirdest thing. Ever since that night, my mom has been oblivious to so many things that used to bother her."

Oblivious? Or accepting and no longer concerned? I remembered the switches I'd made in Gina's mom, and could feel them upstairs. They were both stuck in the position I'd moved them to that first night. I remembered how I had mashed down on them, and wondered if I'd broken her somehow.

I looked back to Gina, and she had a shrewd look on her face. "You did that, didn't you? When she walked in on us, you made sure she didn't care... Oh my... You did it to me too!" If it weren't for the fact that she was smiling from ear to ear, I would have been worried. "Oh, don't give me that look. Listen, you didn't make me do anything against my will, and I certainly don't regret it." She pursed her lips, as she thought about something. "You can tell me no, but I have a favor to ask. You're right about your voice still making me wet. You wanna go upstairs and fuck? As long as you know that I want it, and not because you made me want it?"

I was about to argue that I HAD made her want it, because I'd made the switch in the first place, but her lips against mine cut off that argument. Truth be told, she handled everything better than I'd thought. In fact, now that I think on it more, I'd made the same switch in Professor Frankens, and she hadn't jumped my bones. Maybe Gina was right, and it was something like hypnosis. I couldn't MAKE someone do something they didn't want to.

How then, do I explain Brent and his sister, Lindsey?

I was halfway up the stairs by the time I realized I was no longer on the couch. Gina had me by the hand, and was pulling me along, and despite my earlier reservations, I decided to go with it. She knew what I was capable of, and still wanted to do it. Who was I to argue?

She stopped before we reached her bedroom, however, and I saw her purse her lips again. "I want to test out this ability of yours."

"My headaches—" I tried to stop her, but she just opened the door, and pulled me in after her. It only took me a second to see we were in her mother's room. Nancy was sitting on her bed, watching TV, but she looked up at us as we entered.

"Oh, hi guys. Did you need something?"

"No, we—" Gina covered my mouth, and talked over me, a smile splitting her face.

"We thought we'd come spend some time with you." I glared at Gina.

"That's sweet of you kids," she patted the bed next to her, and scooted over to give us room.

I groaned, as Gina pulled me over to the bed, and shoved me down on it. She didn't waste any time, before jumping on top of me, and kissing me with a passion. Her hunger was really starting to affect me, and despite the oddity of having her mom right next to us, I started to moan, and wrapped my arms around this wild woman.

"Do you want me to leave you kids alone?" The voice broke through the fog in my head, and I broke the kiss, but once again, Gina beat me to it.

"No, stay mom. This is your room. We'll try not to bother you." As she talked, Gina sat up, pulled off her shirt and bra, and then looked to her mom. The older woman glanced at her wanton daughter, and then looked back to the TV, unconcerned.

I think it was about this point I figured, what the hell, and went with it. I pulled Gina back down, liking the way she squealed as I did so, and returned the kiss she'd given me a bit ago. As our tongues swirled in each other's mouths, I allowed my hands to roam her back, and dipped them inside her pants, gripping her small ass.

She lifted her middle, and I felt her hands at my waist, undoing my pants. I kicked off my shoes, and slipped my hands around her waist, doing the same for her pants. As soon as our pants were off, Gina helped remove my shirt, and then we were both naked, lying next to her mom.

Gina kissed her way down my chest, and a sigh next to me made me look over. Gina's mom was now watching us exclusively, but didn't interfere, or say anything else. I wondered what was going through her mind, when Gina's tongue touched my cock.

I moaned loudly, as she slipped her lips around the bulbous head, and I could feel her tongue going to work. I remembered the orgy last night, and couldn't believe my luck lately. Gina started to go crazy, sucking, slurping, and licking, and my hands shot out to grip the sheets at the pleasure she was giving me. At least my left hand did. My right hand gripped Nancy's thigh, and I swear I heard her moan.

Looking up, I saw that her eyes were locked on my crotch and her daughter's mouth. She licked her lips, and mouthed something, but I couldn't hear it over the TV and Gina's noises.

Gina's head was really bobbing up and down, and I was trying to concentrate on holding back my own orgasm. I wasn't close, but I was enjoying this too much and wanted it to last. I knew one way to distract myself.

I got Gina's attention, and indicated what I wanted to do. She happily flipped her body around, so that I could taste her. I kept my right hand on Nancy's leg, but used my other hand to play with one of Gina's large breasts, while I started to lick her pussy.

Gina came almost as soon as my lips touched her, and I felt the leg under my hand pull away. I figured Nancy had probably had enough of watching us, and left.

With my hand now free, I brought them both up to Gina's ass, and held her tight as I attacked her clit. I threw all of my concentration into what I was doing, until Gina came again. She sat up as she did so, moaning in ecstasy at what I was doing. It took me a second to realize I still felt lips around my cock.

"That's it mom. Show me how to suck his fat cock," I heard Gina say, and almost blew my load right then.

I threw Gina off of me, and looked down to see that the older woman did indeed have my thick rod between her thin lips, and she was completely naked. Her breasts were smaller than her daughter's tits, and were topped by dark red nipples.

"Nancy!" I exclaimed in shock.

She pulled away, and smiled up at me, "I hope you don't mind. Gina looked like she was having so much fun, I wanted to try some of this," she told me matter-of-factly, giving my member a few quick yanks.

Gina leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I was surprised when she asked if she could suck on you, too." She kissed my cheek. "Go with it. She has been so lonely since dad left; I think she could use it."

"But she's your mom!" I protested, as Nancy started to suck on my balls.

"And you're hard as a rock, and enjoying what she's doing." She gave me a quick peck on the lips, and then said, "Consider this retribution for your evil ways in manipulating us." I knew she wasn't being serious with her tone, and the kiss that followed made my toes curl. "Mom, if you think that is fun; you should let him eat you out."

I was about to protest, but the look of hope I saw in Nancy's eyes changed my mind. The same hazel eyes Gina had. "Come here," I told her instead.

Nancy squealed, just like her daughter, as she climbed up my body, and planted her crotch on my face. She was practically dripping before I even shoved my tongue in her, and came when I sucked on her clit.

"Oh, I haven't had anyone do that to me in years!" The older woman exclaimed. I reached my hands up to her smaller breasts, and started running her nipples through my fingers, as I continued tasting her.

I felt Gina straddle my hips, and a moment later I entered her small crevice. She seemed to be on fire, and sank onto my length in record time.

"That's it, Nick. Lick my mom's pussy while you fuck me. You made me a horny slut for you, and now you've got my mom, too. Fuck me, Nick. And after that, you're going to fuck her!"

At this point, I was so horny, I didn't care how odd the situation was. It didn't even bother me when I felt Gina's hands replace mine on her mother's tits, or when I looked up Nancy's body to see the two women kissing. The sight of their tongues wrapping around each other did set me off, and I unloaded my seed into Gina's grasping cunt.

The second I was done, Nancy pushed her daughter off of me, and to my surprise, and I think Gina's too, the older women started to suck my cum from her daughter's wet hole.

Nancy's ass was in the air, and I had only softened a little bit, so I decided to go for it. I got on my knees behind her, gripped her ass in both hands, and slid my cum soaked cock into her cunny. She was even tighter than her daughter was, and if my tool weren't already so slick, and slightly softened, it would have taken more effort. I tried to be careful, however, as I slid more and more of my pecker into her. Tight though she was, I didn't hit her bottom till I was fully inside her velvety hot folds.

Nancy was moaning deeply into her daughter's cunny, as I started moving my hips, already feeling myself grow harder with every stroke.

"Oh my Gawd, mom. I can't believe you're sucking his cum from my pussy. Ahh, that feels so good. Keep going, mom. Suck my clit. Make me cum again!" I decided to moan loudly right then to help her out, and smiled as I watched her whole body tense from a powerful orgasm. The look Gina gave me, said she knew what I'd done for her.

I looked back down to where I was sawing in and out of Nancy's tight pussy, and still couldn't believe I was fully buried in her, and without that tight grasping feeling at the head, like I'd felt from Shanna. I picked up my pace, and soon Nancy was grunting with each stroke as I pounded into her soft flesh. Nancy came a few seconds later, and pulled off my cock, moaning, "No more, I need a break." She licked her way up her daughter's body, and they started kissing when their faces met.

Gina's legs were still spread, and I was still hard, so I walked my way up to her on my knees, and sank back into her.

"Oh, fuck," Gina nearly screamed. "Not again! I don't... Know if I... Can... Oh fuck... Fuck me, Nick. FUCK ME HARD!"

I started pounding as hard as I could, leaning slightly forward over Nancy's body, and kissed the back of the woman's neck. It only took a couple minutes at this pace, before I dropped my second load into Gina's tight twat.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay the night?" Nancy asked me with a smile, as I stood at their front door.

"We can't promise you'll get much sleep, but I promise you won't regret it," Gina said right after.

I laughed, and gave them both a quick kiss, before walking out, followed by Gina.

"No more avoiding me?" She asked, and I nodded. She had assuaged my guilt well enough. Maybe I had manipulated her, but I hadn't forced her to do something she didn't want to. I truly hoped she would quit moping and being so clingy though. I wondered if I could make a switch for that?

The second I walked into my bedroom, I found myself transported to Lela's featureless room.

"I trust you have recovered?" She asked me, her head cocked to the side as she does when she talks to me.

"Yes, thank you," I replied, vaguely remembering the white light going yellow when I'd collapsed last night.

The memory of what had caused me to collapse returned as well, and I almost made the switch that I thought would get her to have sex with me, but backed off. After Gina and Nancy, I was exhausted. I did make the switch, thinking it was harder to make a switch than move one, and at least it would be there when I was ready.

"Good. I am glad to see you exercising your ability. Have you tried it on a large group yet?"

I cursed myself for a fool. The party last night would have been the perfect place to see how many switches I could make at once. Even when I'd been kidnapped, I made all the switches one by one. Luckily I could work at the speed of my imagination, but I still needed to know if I could make more than one at a time.

"No," I told her, feeling dejected.

"You still have time left. Keep practicing."

"Maybe you should find someone else," I said. I didn't know if I could do this, and the pressure to save the entire human race was pretty intense.

"Maybe," she told me, and there was no emotion in her tone, "but right now, you're all you have."

Bait and Switch Ch. 01

Author's note: This story will consist of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest, anal, and perhaps even violence. While this first chapter doesn't contain any of these, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if these subjects bother/offend you. All characters are over eighteen, as I can't abide kiddy-porn. If all this is suitable to your tastes, please enjoy my new series, Bait and Switch.

Also, please note that this chapter is long on story, and shorter on sex, but that is only because it is a first chapter. Subsequent chapters will be more balanced.
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Blue lights... A whirring sound... Something pokes my arm... Head is throbbing... I can't feel my arm... Oh no, what have they done with my arm? A pink shadow bends over me.

Sweat soaked, I sit up in bed, terror filling my mind and thoughts. I quickly look at my right arm, and breathe a sigh of relief. It's still there, though numb from having slept on it wrong.

I fall back onto my pillow, shocked at how cold the sweat feels as my head hits it. Flipping it over to the dry side, I notice the time. I have only an hour till my alarm goes off. Groaning, I roll over, hoping to get a little more sleep, before I have to get up, and get ready for classes.

I doubt I will though, as my head is pounding, and my arm is stiff and tingling.

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Buzzing fills my room, followed right after by robotic voices screaming, "Exterminate! Exterminate!" Moaning like the dead, I reach for my alarm clock to switch it off, only to find the switch is already in the off spot, the noise ending just before I reach it.

Sitting up, rubbing my eyes, I reach for the glass of water I left on my nightstand before going to bed last night, and try to wake my sleeping mind. For some reason I feel like I have just run a marathon, rather than had a long night's sleep. I'm just glad the headache is gone, though my arm still seems a little stiff.

My door flies open, and I look up to see my roommate, Dennis, looking at me.

"Rise and shine, dork!" he calls, turning on my light. "I thought I told you to change that alarm sound. Your Doctor What is annoying in the morning."

"I'm a geek!" I told him for what felt like the hundredth time. "And it's Doctor Who, not What."

"More like Doctor Whatever."

Shaking my head at my roommate's ignorance, I quickly get dressed, and head from my room. Reaching for the light, it flips off a moment before I hit the switch. Looking at it in confusion, my stomach rumbles, recalling me to breakfast.

"Have you been watching the news lately?" Dennis asks me as I pour my cereal into a bowl. I just give him a look, in response. He knows I can't abide watching the news. "I just thought you might be interested in what's been happening, you being such a dork and all." Deciding it's best to keep my mouth shut, I just pour my milk. "Seems there was some girl in India that started flying around town, like some sort of Superman, and a guy in Japan suddenly started on fire, but didn't get burned."

"Parlor tricks," I mumble around a mouthful. For a moment I consider mentioning that there are plenty of female comic book characters that can also fly, but then remembering his level of ignorance, I just continue chewing.

"I dunno... The news seemed pretty interested in it. There are videos of the flying girl on Youtube."

He continues to ramble on, but somehow I ignore him, until I leave for class.

Cold air buffets me as I trudge through the snow to my first college course today.

Something hits me in the back, but I ignore it, figuring it is just a snowball and used to this childish behavior by now. "What a nerd!" I hear Robbie Mortensen say a second later. I had hoped to get away from him after high school, but his father had somehow gotten him into the same expensive college I'd received a scholarship at, and so I was still being bullied by him.

"Leave him alone, Robbie," Gina says right afterwards. She's Robbie's girlfriend, and one of the hottest girls on campus.

"Okay, I'll weave the wittle ol' nerd awone for you," Robbie replied in baby talk. Why does Gina put up with such an idiot, I wonder, not for the first time.

Classes seem to drag on, and my mind seems to keep going fuzzy from lack of sleep. Finally, in my last class, I can't seem to keep my eyes open, which is slightly odd, as Prof. Frankens's class is usually one of my favorites. Not because of the subject matter, math has always been an easy subject for me, but because of her. She stands just a little shorter than me, has beautiful big brown eyes that seem magnified by her large glasses. Her long dark brown hair is usually pulled back, and softly reflects the fluorescent lighting in the room. She has a small waist that usually gets overlooked because of her ample bosom. I am usually quite attentive in her class, but today, I struggle just to keep my eyes open, and on her, as she lectures us on a formula I'd mastered last night before going to bed.

If only the lights were off, so I could put my head down, and rest. For a moment, I imagine standing up and switching off the lights right by me, but they require a special key to switch.

I open my eyes as someone gasps, and notice that the room is dark, except where Prof. Frankens's computer screen is on, and a couple other students have their cell phones out, playing instead of paying attention.

"Who turned out the lights?" the professor demanded, walking to her desk, and shuffling though a drawer. She must have found what she was looking for, as she marches down the aisle till she stands right next to me, slips the key into a notch, and lifts it, restoring the lights.

She glares down at me, as if I had been the one to turn off the lights. "Mr. Xavier, did you happen to see who turned off the lights?" I just shook my head, not having seen anyone do it, my own eyes having been closed at the time. She looks at me suspiciously for a moment, and then walks back down to her desk, dropping her key back in the drawer.

My mind is racing now. HAD I somehow turned off the lights? I couldn't see how. But then I remembered this morning with the alarm clock, and my bedroom light. Both had been off before I hit them. And the light in class had gone off when I had thought about it. It was all likely a coincidence, but I had to try. I pictured the key moving in the switch, turning the light off... And froze, a grin splitting my face.

Prof. Frankens mutters to herself as she climbs the aisle, key in hand again, to turn the light back on. The class is loudly murmuring, but I ignore them as I consider what this means. Do I have super powers? Am I some kind of mutant? More importantly, what exactly is it that I can do? It has to be more than just turning off lights, because I'd done it to my alarm clock.

The lights came back on, startling me, and I remove the smile from my face a moment too late.

"Since you think this is so funny, Mr. Xavier, I want to see you in my office after class." My fellow students "ooh" like this was junior high, but I ignore them. Part of me is elated at my new discovery, but another is horrified that I am in trouble now. Looking around class, I see a number of students glancing at me furtively, unsure themselves if I had really done the deed. None of the stares really bothers me, till I see Gina giving me a disappointed look.

The professor gets back in front of the class, and continues her lecture, watching me like a hawk. I want to experiment, but know better than to mess with the lights again. Maybe it is telekinesis, I wonder, and start trying to lift my pencil off my desk with only my mind.

Nothing happens.

I try moving it side to side, but again, it sits motionless. Maybe it only works on electronics, I wonder next. Looking around for someone with their cell phone out, I'm disappointed to see none. I don't dare pull my own out, with Prof. Frankens watching me so closely, and it seems the rest of the class feels the same way. The professor's computer screen is faced away from me, so I can't really judge with it.

The bell rings, and I stand up to go, forgetting about Prof. Frankens's office, till she calls me back to it.

Her office is small, but neatly organized, and I sit in a comfortable chair, facing her desk. She goes to one of her filing cabinets, and starts rifling through it, till she finds what she is after, and pulls out a manila folder.

"Nicholas Xavier," she intones, and I can tell from her voice that she's not very happy with me, "4.0 average student, going to this university on a scholarship." Her eyes lift from the folder, and seem to strike me to my core. "I have to confess, if you didn't do so well in my class, I likely wouldn't even know who you were. You don't seem the type to cause problems, so do you want to tell me what that was about out there?"

"Professor Frankens, I know I was smiling, but I thought it was kind of funny, just like the rest of the class. I don't have a key to the switch, so I don't know how it got turned off." But I did know, because I had done it. Done it somehow with my mind.

She started talking again, but my mind is absorbed on what I might be able to do. I can see her laptop screen in here, and imagine it turning off. Again, nothing happens. Thinking hard, I try to figure out what is different. Every time it has worked, I was thinking about switching something off, not just it being off suddenly. Looking to the laptop again, I imagine moving a switch to turn it off, and have to stop myself from whooping as it suddenly powers down.

Wondering if I can only turn things off, I think about switching it back on, and I can almost feel the switch move in my mind, as it starts to power back up.

"Are you listening to me?" My professor's voice cuts through my thoughts, and I look up to meet her large brown eyes, unable to think of what she'd just said. I can see anger in her eyes, as I hesitate to speak, but a sudden thought crosses my mind. What if I could switch off her anger?

I quickly imagine her anger as a switch, with happiness on one end, anger the other, and try to move the switch. I feel the switch with my mind, as I push against it, but it refuses to budge. I press harder, but still no movement. I almost give up, when her laptop finally boots up, and its startup sounds distract her, and the switch moves a little bit. Not enough to get rid of her anger, I suspect, but enough to blunt it.

Wondering if I had actually moved the emotional switch, or was simply able to sense it, I decide to try something else. Perhaps it's too much to hope to be able to change a mood so much, so quickly. While she is distracted with her laptop, I re-imagine the switch, but this time, instead of happiness, I think of no feeling, and try to move the switch. It budges slightly more, but still not enough.

I look at my professor, at the way her suit hugs her nice curves, and another thought strikes me. Maybe I can't change an emotion quickly, but can I affect her physically? I decide to throw caution to the wind as she turns back to me, her anger only slightly blunted, due to my efforts, and flip another switch in her, almost sighing when I feel it move easily.

Prof. Frankens's eyes seem to grow larger, as what I had done seems to register to her, but otherwise she shows no reaction. She just continues to stare at me, and I know her crotch is getting wetter, or at least I hope it is, because I felt the switch move. I realize she is still waiting for my answer.

"I promise you, I didn't see anybody turn off the lights, and I am not certain how they turned off." I said, trying to think. It wasn't completely a lie, as I still didn't understand how this new power of mine worked.

She continues to stare at me, but I can still feel the anger switch slowly moving. I decide that emotionless is a poor place to move the switch to, and instead create a switch to horny, wondering just what I might be capable of doing to this mature and beautiful woman. I can immediately feel that the switch in her mind is easier to move, but still not moving fast.

Suddenly I realize that the switch making her pussy wet has turned back off on its own. Can I only use one switch at a time? I wonder, as I turn that one back on, and sense the 'horny' switch start moving again. No, I must be able to do more than one at a time, I figure, but how many?

I easily flip another switch in her, making her nipples hard, and hold back my grin as she starts talking again. "You're a bright student, and I don't want to see you get into any trouble." I can feel her horny switch moving faster now, but I have to keep constant attention on the other two, or they turn themselves back off. "I will ignore what happened today, but I don't want it to happen again." She is fidgeting where she's standing. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

The sudden question distracts me, and I lose my concentration, letting all three switches go. "Me? I..."

"Never mind, I shouldn't have asked" she says to me, giving herself a small shake, and sitting on the edge of her desk.

I immediately recreate all three switches, but the moment is gone. "You may leave now, Mr. Xavier. Have a good night."

Cursing inwardly, I walk out of her office. I had almost had her, I think to myself.

Outside the classroom, I see Gina and Robbie talking across the hallway. Deciding to have my revenge on Robbie for all those years of bullying, I start to switch Gina's anger on, throwing all my frustration behind the effort, and feel it moving slowly as they talk. Pretty soon I see Robbie start to get defensive, as Gina's anger rises. After only a couple minutes, Gina starts yelling, "I'm so sick of the way you act like you're some big tough guy around your friends, but then act all sweet and nice when we're alone!"

Robbie looks around, and sees me watching them. Apparently he decides to take his frustrations out on me, as he stomps over to where I stand.

"You got a problem, nerd?" He demands, and this time I let my smile split my face as I flip a switch in him, and feel it move with ease.

"No, but by your smell," I look down at his crotch, and see a satisfying wet spot growing, "it looks like you really needed to go to the bathroom."

"I--What the!" Turning beet red, Robbie turns away from me, trying to cover the evidence of his loose bladder, and sees Gina staring at him in wonder. "I'll get you for this, nerd!" He screams as he starts running down the hallway, leaving a small puddle behind.

"I'm a geek, dammit!" I yell after him, laughing.

"I can't believe that just happened," A voice says right behind me, and I turn to see Gina's hazel eyes looking into mine. "I've heard you say that before, that you're a geek," she said, and I could feel my mouth go dry. Even a few feet away, her proximity to me is having quite the effect. "What is the difference between a nerd and a geek?"

It takes me a couple of tries to get moisture back into my mouth before I can answer her. "Geeks and nerds are both knowledgeable and fanatical about their interests, but geeks have social skills that nerds and dorks don't."

Gina laughed, and it sounded like music to me. "So what is the difference between dorks and nerds?"

"Dorks aren't as smart as geeks or nerds," I say, a little easier this time.

Gina places her hand on my shoulder, and it feels like lightning erupts from her touch. "Look, I'm sorry about the way he always treats you, he really isn't that bad of a guy, once you get to know him."

I can't help but think of all the years he has bullied me, and just can't see things from her point of view. "I don't think I will need to worry about him much longer," I say, instead of what I am thinking.

"So, if geeks are so smart, I'll bet you can help me out with Prof. Frankens's math class, right?" Gina smiles at me, but I feel a knot forming in the pit of my stomach. I had hoped that she was better than this, but it is the same old game: an attractive woman, appealing to my insecurities, to get me to do their work, promising closeness, but never delivering. It was a game I'd fallen for many times in the past.

The only difference was that in the past, I didn't have my newfound abilities. This time, the game would be different, I decide.

"Sure," I pipe, trying to put on a gullible looking smile. "Why don't you come to my apartment tonight, and we can go over it?"

"Tonight?" Gina says hesitantly. "I have to work tonight, but if you want to come to my place around eight, I should be home." Disappointed that I won't have her in my own domain, I reason that my abilities should work just as well at her place, plus it will give me more time to experiment with my abilities before I go over. She gives me her address, and we part ways.

The walk back to my apartment seems to go by in a blur. Along the way I turn on and off street lights, and even start a car as I walked by it. By the time I arrive home, I know that I can affect anything I can conceive of as a switch, but only within approximately fifty feet of me. Also, if I create a switch, it remains, so that I don't have to recreate it again later.

I continue experimenting, as I plan for this evening. Looking at myself in the mirror, I notice my slightly pale complexion, and thin frame, and wonder... I imagine a switch inside me, to bulk me up and darken my skin a little, but when I go to flip it, nothing happens. I don't feel a switch move, and no changes occur to my body. Why doesn't it work, I ponder, and then I realize that I am trying to switch my reflection. Closing my eyes, I try again, forming the switch in my mind, but again, I'm met with failure. Did my abilities fail me? The lights in my room turning off and back on again disprove that. My only conclusion then is that I am unable to make switches within me.

My door opens, and Dennis walks through uninvited. "Hey dork, I have a girl coming over tonight, so I need you to make yourself scarce."

Frustration fills me, at the way he constantly calls me dork and my inability to affect myself, and I act before thinking. I switch on his intimidation, noting that it requires some effort to do so, and raise my voice as I talk to him. "I've told you, I'm a geek, not a dork. Get it right for once!"

"O-Okay. Sorry," Dennis says, his voice slightly quavering, and I feel guilty for manipulating him like this, but if he would only listen... "You're a geek, I-I get it." He looks at me a little queerly, and then seems to get his confidence back, as I feel the switch I created move back. "Anyway, think you can do something else tonight?"

For a moment I am tempted to stay and screw things up for him, but the thought of Gina recalls me to my other plans. "Yeah, I've got plans with Gina tonight anyway." I try to reply off-handedly.

"Wait, Gina? Robbie Mortensen's Gina? So the rumor about you making him wet himself is true?" Dennis's intimidation switch moves a little on its own, and I can't help but smile. Despite that, I try to act innocent.

"I dunno about that," I hedge. "Gina said she needed help with Prof. Frankens's class, and I said I would."

"Does Robbie know?"

"Do I care?" I retort, surprised by my own confidence.

Dennis lets out a loud guffaw, before slapping me on the back. "You really are a geek, and not a dork," he says as he leaves my room.

The drive to Gina's house is a short one, and I note that I am still a couple minutes early. Doubt about whether she is really playing on my insecurities or not start to assail me, and I wonder if I am doing the right thing. I resolve to not use my ability, unless I find out otherwise. Walking up to her door, I go ahead and knock.

An older woman, probably in her early forties answers the door, and I immediately think I have the wrong place.

"Yes?" She asks, and the voice sounds slightly familiar.

"Um," I say uncertainly, "I'm here to see Gina?"

"Oh, you must be the tutor Gina told me about. Come in." I am able to see the similarities in this older woman and Gina, now that I look at her. They both have blond hair, and slim waists, as well as a few similar facial features. "I'm Gina's mom, Nancy. She just got back from work, and is changing. Why don't you wait in here, and I'll let her know you're here."

Despite myself, I can't help but admire Nancy's small rear as she ascends the stairs. For a moment I consider using my abilities on her, but decide I can always do that later. Tonight I am focused on Gina.

"She'll be ready in a few more minutes; can I get you anything to drink?" Suddenly it dawns on me that if Nancy is home, it will make it difficult to do what I want with Gina. I create a few switches in her mind, and hope she doesn't travel outside of fifty feet from me. I'm not sure if the switch has to be within eyesight or not, but I guess I'll find out. I hadn't planned on Gina still living at home. This only confirms that Gina is only using me. Why else make sure to have this tutoring session where her mother is around?

I realize that Nancy is still waiting for me to answer. "Whatever you have will be fine," I state, moving a switch in her that makes her accept me. It is only a small switch, and barely moves, as it is already mostly flipped on its own. She returns a moment later with some Sprite and a smile. I notice she has the same Hazel eyes as Gina. She really is attractive for her age, I decide.

"Sorry to make you wait," I hear Gina's soft voice at the stairs, and turn to look at her. Her hair is still wet from getting out of the shower, but she seems to have redone her makeup, and her clothes are tight fitting, without being too revealing. She has a sweet innocent looking smile that I have seen many times before. My doubts about her intentions lessen even more, and I start making switches in her immediately.

"You two behave yourselves, now," Nancy sings as I walk up the stairs, and can feel my face turn red.

"Mom!" Gina protests, before turning to me and whispering, "Sorry about that. She thinks I invited you over for more than just tutoring."

"It's okay," I tell her, flipping a switch as I speak, and turning it back off when I stop. "I know how parents can be." Inwardly I smile, knowing that her crotch gets wetter every time I speak.

"She's been kinda funny since dad left," Gina tells me as she opens her bedroom door, and waves me in. "But you don't want to hear about that."

Oh, but I do, I think. If Nancy is single, I could possibly have some fun with her, but I shake the thought off. Tonight is about working with Gina. I notice that she leaves her door open, before she sits at her desk, and brings up her computer screen.

"So what did you want to go over tonight?" I ask, flipping, and un-flipping the switch as I speak. I notice that physical reactions to my switches are a lot easier than emotional ones.

"The chapter we went over last week still has me confused, and I still haven't turned in our assignment from then either." She pauses to look at me for a moment before continuing, "I have a favor to ask."

Here it comes, I think. She's going to ask me to do the work for her. I'm actually a little surprised. Usually they take a little longer before asking, preferring to flirt a little more first. I just nod, expecting the inevitable.

"Do you mind not telling Robbie about this? He tends to get a little jealous, and I'd rather he not know you were over here."

For a second I am stunned, but I recover quickly. That wasn't what I'd expected her to ask. "Sure. Odd about what happened to him today," I say, wanting to speak as much as possible. I notice her cheeks flush slightly every time I talk, and checking her 'horny' switch, I notice that it has moved a little on its own.

"Yeah, I wonder if he is feeling alright." Her 'horny' switch drops a little, and I kick myself mentally for bringing him up. "I tried calling him, but he won't return my calls."

"I'm sure a big guy like Robbie can take care of himself," I reassure her, and then immediately go into the lesson, wanting to change the subject. The more I talk, the wetter I know she is getting, and eventually I notice that her 'hard nipple' switch is stuck to on, and her 'horny' switch steadily moves as well. I lean over her shoulder, as I point out a small correction to her work, and notice her fidgeting in her seat.

"Oh, I'll never get this!" She moans in frustration after about twenty minutes. "It's just too hard." She looks at me for a second, and I don't have to read her mind to know what is coming next. "I just can't seem to concentrate tonight, and this was due last week." She acts like she is hesitating, and then continues, "I hate to ask this, but do you think you could do it for me? I promise to make it up to you..." She trails off as she gives me a shy smile.

She is good! For a moment I had almost forgotten, but her words bring it all back to me. I decide to play along though, just to see how far she is willing to go. "Make it up to me?" I press hard on her 'horny' switch, feeling it move gradually under my pressure. "How?"

Sitting in her chair, she puts her hands on her knees, arms stiff, and somehow manages to shrug and squeeze her ample bosom together at the same time, giving me a great shot of her cleavage. Despite myself, I feel my dick harden even more than it already was from all my previous thoughts about tonight. "I dunno... Did you know my mom actually said you were cute?"

Did she now...? I wonder. Appealing to my ego, and flaunting her body; Gina really was good at this game. "If I do your work for you, how will you learn?" I ask, trying to act innocent, but glancing at her cleavage at the same time. I know it is expected of me.

Gina brings her right hand up to her chest, and lightly runs her fingers across her own cleavage as she speaks. I can easily make out her hardened nipples though her shirt and bra. "You'll continue to tutor me, of course." And you'll continue to want me to do the work for you, of course, I think but don't say. I notice her left hand is now lightly rubbing her thighs. "I wouldn't ask, but with work, and everything else, I just don't think I will be able to get it done, and it is already late. I can't afford to fail any classes, and you're so smart..." I'm still leaning over her, and our faces are pretty close. I lick my lips, and mash hard on her 'horny' switch. The switch violently moves, and for a moment I think I broke the switch, wondering if that was even possible, until Gina moans softly, and mashes her lips to mine.

For a second I am caught off guard, as her tongue frantically beats against my lips, and in a daze I open up to it. Our tongues swirl around each other, and I realize she is shaking. I must have made her orgasm! The comprehension strikes me, and now I am rock hard in my own pants: pants that I feel hands at, fumbling with my belt. I help her, undoing my zipper without breaking the kiss.

Her slender fingers reach in, and draw out my stiff member, and suddenly her face pulls away, leaving my lips feeling barren and naked.

"What the..." Gina gasps, as she looks at me. Her eyes dart from my penis, up to my face and back again. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to--" I quickly find her 'guilt' switch, and start to fight it back to the off position. "I have a boyfriend... I shouldn't..." I continue to manipulate her switches, holding her 'horny' switch on, working 'guilt' down, and pretty soon her eyes are locked solely on my crotch. "I've never seen one so big," she murmurs, licking her lips. I feel her 'guilt' switch try to move, but I hold it firm. "Robbie's is so much smaller, I... I... It's wrong, but oh so big..." 'Guilt' is nearly completely off, and I watch as her hands start to rise to my crotch again. "So big..." she repeats, as her fingers grip my manhood. Her hands aren't able to make it all the way around the base, and I moan as her fingers grip me tighter.

Her eyes dart up to mine for only a moment, before she leans forward, and barely stretches her lips around the bulbous head. Using her grasp on me, she pulls me to her, and I am more than willing to do so, taking a couple of half steps, till I am standing between her legs as she sits in her chair. She starts to make sucking noises, as she tries to get more and more of me into her warm wet mouth. She looks so cute, with her eyes closed, and her lips locked around me, I moan earnestly. I can already feel myself getting close.

"Gina? Is everything okay up there? I thought I heard a noise." Nancy's voice comes calling through the open doorway, and for a second I panic, as my hands grip the back of Gina's head, holding her still. I'm not sure if she heard though, lost in her own lusts as she is and she only continues to suck and slurp on my cock.

I immediately start flipping some of the switches I created in Nancy earlier, noting that her 'concern' switch takes a little effort, but grudgingly moves nonetheless. I also make a quick 'concern' switch for Gina, and make sure it is set to off. "Everything is fine, Nancy," I call out the door, thankful that I don't have to see the switch, to move it, and tweaking her 'acceptance' switch at the same time. Imagining the door as a sideways switch, I gently move it closed.

"Okay. Just lemme know if you kids need anything." I sense Nancy's switches moving away, and sigh in relief.

The panic seems to have reset me, and I look back down at Gina, hungrily gobbling my schlong. I can make out her cleavage, and gently slip my right hand from the back of her head, down her neck, to her chest, between her firm breasts, and then around to her left nipple, under her bra. Gina moans as I start to play with the hard nub, making her blowjob that much greater. She is only able to get a couple inches between her lips, but the way she moves her tongue, around the rim of the head feels fantastic.

I pull my hand out from her shirt, and bend over, grabbing the sides of the garment, and start to tug it up. The sexy blonde pulls off me long enough to pull her shirt off, and then lunges back to my cock. Her lust and hunger drive me wild with my own, and I can't stop the impending orgasm.

"I'm getting close," I whisper, and she only nods, before going wild. Sucking harder, slurping noises rebound around the room, as my climax strikes me. I have to lock my knees, as string after string of jism shoots into Gina's mouth. She suddenly stops sucking, but her moans increase, and it occurs to me that she is having another orgasm. I realize I am mentally mashing down hard on her horny switch, and let up, noting that she starts to recover from her climax as I do so.

She pulls her head away from my crotch, sucking every last drop out of me as she does so, and my slightly shrinking head makes a 'popping' noise as it exits her mouth. She grins up at me, while her hands glide up and down my saliva soaked prick, and I see her suck up a bit of my cum that somehow escaped her soft lips.

"I have never cum from giving head before," she says in awe. "Imagine what else this thing can do..." she tenderly squeezes my cock, and winks at me.

I'm not sure if it is my lessened libido after having just blown one helluva load down her throat or what, but somehow the words were out of my mouth before I could think better of them. "What about Robbie?"

Without missing a beat, or a stroke, she answers me with that beautiful smile still on her face. "Who cares? I'll deal with him later, but right now, I have something better than his tiny prick to deal with."

Before I know it, Gina stands up, and shoves me back to the bed. She then undoes her pants, dropping them to the floor, and I quickly do the same, feeling my own libido start to rise again, as I spy the heart-shaped fuzz that tops her vagina. Reaching behind her back, she unsnaps her bra, finally freeing her two large mons to my hungry gaze. I have to admit that breasts are my biggest fetish; big, small, firm, or flabby, I love them all. Gina's are anything but flabby, and I already know just how firm they are. They stand out proudly from her chest as she walks over to me, crawling on the bed, and slipping my re-hardening penis back into her mouth.

Gina starts to move her body around, till she straddles my face. Her pussy is nearly dripping as I lightly bring the tip of my tongue to it, tasting her for the first time. As my tongue comes into contact with her crotch, she grunts, slamming her wet slit down against my mouth, and I feel her own mouth go down further on my rock hard rod. Shoving my tongue in as far as it can go, I am nearly drinking the juices that are flowing from her.

"My Gawd, I have never been this horny before in my life!" Gina exclaims, and it sounds like she is trying to catch her breath. "I can't wait to get this beast in me." Catching me unawares with her speed, Gina spins around, and soon has my cock at the entrance to her slippery hole. "Take it slow," she tells me, then ignores her own advice as she starts pressing back with her pelvis. After a couple seconds, I feel my head pop past her inner lips, and we both sigh with the connection. She is tight, and I doubt if she is going to be able to take my whole length into her.

I continue to hold still, while Gina firmly grinds her twat down the length of my pole. Every little centimeter seems like a small triumph, as her massaging muscles take me in deeper and deeper. Her delightful breasts are dangling above me, and I lift my head to taste them for the first time. Her right nipple is already hard, as I suck it between my lips, and nibble lightly on it. I must have surprised her with this action, as she suddenly gasps, and I feel myself slide into her a little further. She freezes on top of me, and I can feel her pussy gripping my cock, lubricating it in even more of her juices as she has another small orgasm.

When she finally stops shuddering, she looks between us, and gasps. "Holy shit! How big are you? I've never had one this deep before and there is still half of you out of me! I almost feel like you are splitting me in two."

In answer, I grip an ass cheek in each hand, suck hard on her nipple, and lift my hips slightly, going a bit deeper. Gina grunts with my motion, gripping the back of my head, and pulling me tighter to her breast. She pulls up a little bit, and then slams back down, barely taking any more of me inside her.

I hear the door open, and check to see that I can feel Nancy's switches just outside it. I throw all my weight against Nancy's and Gina's 'concern' switch, making sure they are both fully set to off, and Nancy's 'acceptance' switch is fully on, as she enters the room.

"I thought I would make you two some snacks, while you were up here," the older woman says, standing next to us. Her voice almost seems flat, as she talks.

"Ung," Gina grunts, as she tries and fails again to take more of me into her grasping vagina, "Okay, thanks mom. We'll eat them in a minute."

"You two enjoy, now, and I'll leave you alone." I sense Nancy moving to the door.

"Oh, I am enjoying!" Gina nearly screams, slamming down hard. Her pussy is so tight, it feels like it is trying to strangle my cock, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to get the last few inches inside her. "Damnit! What does it take to get all of you inside me?" She demands.

"Practice," I tell her simply, though the truth is, none of my few girlfriends have ever been able to take my full length. Hungrily, I reattach my mouth to her nipple.

Taking a tighter grip on her ass, I start to move under her with my own rhythm. Pulling out till only my tip is still within her, I dive back in, till my head hits her bottom.

Gina's fingers dig into the back of my scalp, as she starts yelling in the throes of her passion. "Oh, fuck me, you're HUGE! Harder, fuck me harder with that massive cock of yours! Oh, damn, I'm gonna cum aga--" Her hand pulls me away from her teat, as she presses her mouth to mine. The passion and fury of the kiss are enough to set me off again, and I barely pull her off me in time to shoot my second load between our bodies.

We continue to kiss for a few moments, wrapped up in the pleasure of our shared bliss, until Gina pulls away, breathing heavily.

"I've never cum that hard, before!" she exclaims, her cheeks flushed, and her chest still heaving. "But next time, cum inside me; I'm on the pill." She shakes her head, looking at me. "I can't believe a geek could DO that to me."

I can only nod my head and smile, exhaustion nearly overwhelming me.

Gina is the first to get up, and we start to clean up our mutual mess, thankful for the small sandwiches Nancy made, and left for us on Gina's desk.

Gina's mom greets me with a warm smile, but a slightly puzzled look on her face as I leave. I wonder what she is thinking after walking in on her daughter and me screwing?

It isn't until I am driving back to my apartment that I start to wonder what Gina is going to tell Robbie. A small part of me feels bad for taking the jock's girlfriend, but the memories of all the times he has bullied me washes any lingering feelings of guilt away. I'm not worried about retribution from him either. Not any more, at least.

There is no sock on the door as I get to my apartment, and I sigh in relief. I'm completely worn out after today, and am looking forward to getting some sleep.

Ten minutes later, I am crawling into bed, the light off, and my alarm set to 'exterminate' my sleep in the morning.

A bright blue light causes me to sit up in bed in alarm. My heart is pounding as I look around my room, and I can feel the beginnings of terror take hold of me as I see a figure standing by my window. It isn't human, I know. Not with its too long arms, willowy frame, over-large eyes set in a delicate seeming pink face.

"Are you the one?" The simple question from this creature fills me with more dread, than anything else in my life.

Bait and Switch Ch. 14

I stepped out of the shower, only to find Gina waiting for me in my room.

"Remember to open the door for her, and do everything you can to treat her like a lady," she told me, as though I didn't already know. I was getting ready for my date with mom, and for some reason, Gina had gotten it into her head that I didn't know how to treat a woman, properly. "You may be tempted to use your switches on her, but avoid it if you can." There was only one switch in my mother right then, and I couldn't move it, unless I was in physical contact with my sister, as that was when I'd made the switch.

"I know, I know," I protested. "Now are you going to get out so I can get dressed, or do you plan on watching me?" I should have known the answer before I asked.

"I'm staying, of course. Look, I just want to make sure every goes good for her tonight. She is a strong woman, but I can see she is still hurting inside." How could she tell that? I had tried to keep an eye on her myself, but she seemed to be handling my dad's leaving better than I would have thought. Was it some kind of feminine intuition?

"I promise I will do everything in my power to make tonight a good night for her," I realized what I said a moment after her eyes went wide. "I meant I would do what I could, WITHOUT using my powers." Gina then spent the next twenty minutes critiquing everything I tried to wear, until she was finally satisfied with my raiment.

When I finally made it out of my room, mom was nowhere to be found, and an idea occurred to me, to try to make this more like a date. I slipped outside; catching my breath in the frigid cold. I went to my car, and grabbed a small bouquet I had purchased earlier, and then rang the doorbell.

Gina and Summer both answered the door, and grinned widely when they saw it was me.

"Hello young ladies," I told them, unable to hide my own grin, "I believe I have a date with the lady of the house. Is Mrs. Xavier here?"

"Mom, your date is here," Summer called over her shoulder loudly, and then turned back to me. "You'd better treat her right, tonight, Mister." We all laughed, but the laughing stopped when mom walked out.

Mom looked absolutely stunning, in a black shimmery dress, that hugged her curves all the way down to her ankles. She was wearing matching high heels, but I couldn't seem to pull my eyes away from the low V-cut of her dress that showed her cleavage nicely. She did a little spin when she saw us looking, spreading her arms out and smiling. It was also a backless dress.

"You like?" she asked, with a small sparkle in her eyes. "Summer helped me pick it out."

My throat was dry, and I couldn't get any words out. Summer had helped her pick that out? She looked like an mature sex goddess, ready to ravage the town! She looked ten years younger. She looked... She looked... Dammit, she looked delicious!

I had to clear my throat a couple of times, to get it working again which set the two younger women giggling, and mom to blushing. "Shall we, milady?" I asked as I held my arm out to her.

She took it in her hand, a huge grin splitting her beautiful face, and we went out to my car.

"We really don't need to go there tonight if you don't want to," she told me as I pulled out of the driveway. "I know how expensive it is, and it was the girls' idea, more than mine."

I knew it had been the two other women, helped some by Nancy, who had come up with the idea of going to the fanciest restaurant in town, and while it meant I would have to dip into my savings, I didn't mind at all. I knew she really needed this right now.

As promised, when we arrived at the restaurant, I made sure to open the doors for her, and the reservation was under Mr. Xavier. My dad's name was rather well known, so it had been no problem getting us a table.

When I opened the menu, however, I had to stifle a groan; it was more expensive than I'd thought.

"We really don't have to eat here, son," mom told me as she looked over her menu.

"I promised you a date to anywhere you wanted, so this is fine," I told her, meaning it. My savings could handle it. "Besides, when was the last time you went out, and had a good time?"

She thought about it for a bit, before looking me in the eyes, and telling me, "Last Christmas, when we had our date then."

I smiled, remembering the simple date at a local fast food joint, and then ice-skating afterwards. "I remember. You skated circles around me, and laughed every time I fell down."

Mom smiled again and we both laughed, until she looked back down at the menu. "Everything looks so expensive, son. I don't dare order anything."

I reached out, and pulled the menu from her hands, which unfortunately revealed her cleavage, and I had to look away before I got caught staring. "Then I will order for my beautiful date, tonight." She tried to protest, but I wasn't going to have it.

When the waiter came and took our order (and stare at my mom), she complained again. "I saw that on the menu. That is too expensive, son. And the champagne? Son, I know you can't afford this." She looked around at those close to us, before leaning over and whispering, "We should go, now, before he comes back with our food." Unfortunately her leaning over only brought my attention back to her open cleavage.

To say I was shocked to hear my own mother recommend ditching after ordering would be an understatement. To see her bending over in that dress set my heart to racing.

"Relax, and enjoy the night, mom. I've got this." But she didn't seem to want to listen.

"At least let me pay for some of it," she insisted.

"Mom, if this were a date with dad, would you be so worried?" She shook her head. "Then enjoy the food, and hopefully my company, and let me take care of the woman that has meant the most to me, throughout my life."

She sat back then, and looked at me wide-eyed for a few seconds, before saying, "The most... What about Gina?"

I heaved a sigh before answering. "I won't deny we fool around," it felt odd talking to my mother so openly about it, but she had to know by now that we were doing it, "but other than that we are just friends." The waiter arrived and poured us the champagne, and then left the bottle with us on ice. That bottle was as much as half a paycheck for me. I took a sip of mine, and smiled, before continuing. "You have loved and cared for me my entire life. Even when I was a kid and screwed up, you were there for me. When I was hurt, or alone, I could always count on you." I looked her hard in the eyes, and smiled, "So just sit there, and let me take care of you for once."

She met my gaze for a few seconds, taking a sip of her drink. "And what about Nancy?"

I choked, trying to take a swallow. "Nancy?" I spluttered.

"I'm sorry," her cheeks were turning red. "I shouldn't have said anything. It's just, well, she told me about what you all did. Oh, don't give me that look. I'm not so innocent, myself." I looked at her curiously, still trying to clear my throat, but to no avail, "I know who tucked me in that first night and I remember what I did, also."

Thankfully I didn't have anything in my mouth at that moment, because I would have likely spewed it all over the table. She remembered kissing me? And by the sound of it, it had been no accident.

I was saved from having to say anything immediately, by the waiter bringing our food. He gave mom a little more attention than was necessary. I started to get a bit annoyed by him, but he finally left us to eat. It smelled great, but I was a bit disappointed by how little there was on the plate.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that," mom said, after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence. "You probably think less of me now, and I've ruined our date." She looked down at her plate, and suddenly I felt terrible for her.

I reached across the table, and gripped one of her hands in mine, but she continued to look down at her cleavage. "Mom, you are a beautiful woman. I would have to be a fool to be upset by a kiss from someone as hot as you." She finally looked back up at me, and I could still see some worry in her eyes.

"I'm not that, son. You don't have to lie to me. I'm old, and used. That's why your dad did...why he did what he did." Her voice was soft as she spoke, but I had no problem hearing her.

"No!" I exclaimed indignantly. "Haven't you noticed how the waiter looks at you? He can't stop staring. Look, he's even staring now," I waved to where our waiter stood, looking at our table, before turning back to mom. I couldn't claim she was young, not with the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but I couldn't stand to hear her get down on herself for what dad did, either.

I knew I'd promised not to use my abilities on her, but I figured this would be forgivable. I made two quick switches, one for the elasticity of her skin, and one for her aging. I turned up the former, and slowed down the later. I couldn't touch her 'happy' switch.

"Dad was an idiot for what he did to you," I went on. "You look absolutely stunning tonight. Any man would be lucky to sit in my seat right now, across from you. But it just so happens to be that I'm the lucky one and I WILL NOT complain." I tried to sound forceful, willing her to understand what I was telling her.

She smiled tremulously at me, before dropping her gaze down to her plate. "Let's eat," she said then, and I figured she just wanted to change the subject.

The food tasted as good as it smelled, and thankfully it was a little more filling than it looked. Mom filled up her glass of champagne one more time, but otherwise refrained from drinking more. Since I was driving, I only drank the one glass.

"Did you really mean what you said," mom asked as she finished up her plate, "about you being the lucky one?"

I looked at her across from me, at the way the dress hugged her curves, her beautiful cleavage, the shape of her lovely face that I have known my entire life, and answered honestly.

"Do you want to know what my first thought was when I saw you come to the door? I thought you looked like a sex goddess. You are smart, beautiful, and sexy. I absolutely meant what I said about me being lucky enough to be here with you tonight."

As I spoke, I watched her face for signs of anger, but only noticed her cheeks reddening slightly.

The waiter returned, asking if we wanted anything for desert.

"No," mom said, keeping eye contact with me and her tone level, "I think we are fine, if we could have the bill please?" The waiter nodded and left. "Son, hand me the keys, please. I will go wait in the car."

I had over done it, I feared. I nodded as I reached into my pocket to draw out my keys, and handed them to her. She stood, walked over to me, and leaned over to give the top of my head a kiss. I had a great view of her cleavage, but right then, I couldn't think of anything but that I had somehow hurt her.

Her next words only served to confuse me. "Thank you, son."

I paid as soon as the waiter brought the bill, and he gave me a dirty look when he saw that mom was gone. The meal wasn't cheap, but then again, I'd known it wouldn't be. I probably left a worse tip than he'd deserved, but he HAD annoyed me. I grabbed the bottle of champagne as I left.

When I walked out, I was surprised to see mom in the driver's seat, and waiting for me with the engine running. I got into the passenger seat, and mom put the car in drive. I didn't know what to say to her, and she didn't try talking to me either. It took me a bit to notice that she wasn't driving home. When she finally did stop, my heart was racing, and even my hands felt sweaty.

We were in a motel parking lot. The same motel I had found dad cheating on mom in, and later that night fooled around with Summer.

The silence dragged on for a while, but I didn't know what to say, or even think. Mom was finally the one to break it.

She was alternating between looking from the steering wheel, and to the motel office, as her voice came out, cracked and hesitant. "This was a...a mistake... We should go."

I don't know what made me do it, but I reached over, and before she could put my car in reverse, I pulled out the keys.

"I'm going to go pay for a room," I told her, wondering what she might say or do. "I'll leave you the keys to my car, and you can either come in, or go home. I won't think any less of you, no matter what you decide."

Without looking back, I walked to the office, and paid for a room for the night. When I walked back out, mom was still waiting in the car, and I could feel her eyes on me as I walked to the room and unlocked the door. I looked back at her one last time, before I walked in and turned on the lights.

I sat on the stiff queen-sized bed, as I waited. After a few minutes passed, I turned on the TV. Had I made another mistake? Did I misunderstand what she'd had in mind? As the minutes wore on, I wondered if mine and mom's relationship was forever damaged.

When the knock finally sounded on the door, it scared me half out of my wits. On shaky legs, I stood and walked to the door, half-afraid that it was room service, or the manager telling me my date had left me here.

Opening the door, I was almost tackled as mom threw her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips firmly to mine. The cold air followed us in, until the door closed, but I barely noticed it, as her tongue slipped between my lips to be met by mine. I could taste the champagne on her mouth, and wondered if there was any left in the bottle. For a second I worried that she was only doing this because she was drunk, but I remembered that she had brought us here while still sober.

Her hands weren't idle while we kissed, and she soon had my shirt up over my head, and then off. The bed hit the backs of my legs, and I fell backwards. Without saying a word, the older woman's hands started fussing at my belt, and she nearly ripped my pants off of me.

She stood there, staring at my manhood, her mouth slightly askew. "Forgive me, Nick, but I want this. I really want this. You can hate me tomorrow, but please love me tonight."

I stood back up, and hugged her body to mine. "There is nothing to forgive. I want this, too."

Her eyes looked wonderingly into mine, and I saw tears starting to form. I kissed each of her eyes, as I let my hands pull the zipper in the back of her dress down. It soon puddled on the floor with a soft sigh, as our lips met again. Our tongues fought desperately against each other, both vying for dominance; neither willing to submit.

I grabbed the back of her head, and fell back, pulling her down on top of me. She grunted at the impact, but it turned to a moan, as my hands roamed her back, and dropped to her rear. At first I thought she wasn't wearing any panties, but then I felt the thin bit of thread, and realized she was wearing a G-string.

For some reason, the thought of my mother in that type of sexy underwear turned me on even more.

"Love me tonight, Nick," she repeated breathlessly. "Love me like I haven't been loved in years."

Mentally cursing my father for mistreating this wonderful woman, I rolled us over, and started kissing down her bare chest. Her nipples were already hard, as they topped her tits, and I took one between my teeth, while I let my left hand drop down to her covered mons.

She started to moan softly, but as I continued to lick and nibble her bosom, and rub her pussy, her volume increased. I broke away from her nipples, and kissed my way down her smooth stomach, to the tops of her panties, and then further. I could easily smell her arousal, and see where her panties had a wet spot already growing. I gave her knickers a quick kiss, before pulling the cloth aside, and diving in. She tasted so sweet and warm, that I started to moan as I drove my tongue in as far as it would go.

"Oh, Nick, thank you! Oh, Nick, oh Nick, OH NICK!" Her hips were lifting up and down against my mouth, and I pulled my tongue out, and sucked hard on her clit, bringing her over the edge. I slipped two fingers into her, and felt how tightly her muscles squeezed the invading digits. I crooked my fingers, trying to find her G-spot, as I started to pop her clit between my teeth. Her words were unintelligible, as she moaned, and soaked my fingers in her juices. "Oh, son. I never knew. I never knew it could feel like this," she told me as I started kissing my way back up her body.

I brought my wet lips to hers, and we started kissing again. I started to rub my cock against her panties, but she broke the kiss, and pushed my chest away a bit. "We don't have to do this," her voice was uncertain and tremulous. "You have already done enough for me tonight. Maybe we'd better stop before we do something we'll regret."

I looked deep into her eyes, and could easily see the desire there, screaming to get out, warring with her fear and trepidation, and knew that she had a loose grip on her control.

"Do you want this?" I asked, bumping my cock against her vulva.

"Mmm, yes I do. Gawd help me, but I want this. Ahh... But it's wrong. It's incest... Hmm... Please, Nick...ahh" As she talked, I continued to rub myself against her. "You feel so good. I... No we shouldn't. Ungh. But...Nick," she grew quiet for a second, and I barely heard her next words, "make love to me, son."

Hearing her give into her desires, I pulled the thin cloth of her G-string aside, and slipped a couple inches into her before she could change her mind. Her insides felt like they were on fire as they wrapped around my member. Her head rolled back, and her fingernails dug into my ass, as she tried to pull me deeper. I pulled out a little, and then slid a bit further in, loving how mom moaned with every movement.

I looked down to where the two of us were joined, and couldn't believe that I was actually in the hole that I'd been born from. I was making love to my mother, and she loved it at least as much as I did.

"I can't believe I have my son in me," she cried out, as I slid most of my length back into her. "I can't believe I am going to cum with his penis in me."

I dropped my head to her neck, and nibbled lightly on her sensitive flesh. I felt the last of my cock slip fully into my mothers' tight, burning hot, pussy, and moaned at how wonderful it felt. I held still there for a few seconds, reveling in the completeness I felt with her.

I felt her teeth on my neck for a second, before her lips brushed my ear. "No regrets, tonight, son. Just, please love me. As long as you love me, there can be no regrets."

I lifted my head, and looked down at her. "I will always love you, mom. Always." I dropped my mouth back down to hers, and started to move my hips again. I move with fast, powerful strokes, and soon mom had to break away from the kiss in order to breath and moan.

I rolled us back over, not breaking our connection, and then pulled her chest to my mouth. I latched onto her nipple, sucking hard on her soft breasts, while I gripped her hips, and forced her to rock back and forth on top of me.

"So deep... My son is so deep inside of me," she cried out.

I reached between us, and started to play with her clit. The sudden stimuli against her already sensitive organ triggered another orgasm, and she collapsed onto my chest, panting heavily. I was close, and I knew there was no slowing down, so I grabbed her cheeks, and started to thrust upwards as fast and hard as I could. I began to jerk and thrash under her, as I emptied my balls into her hot, wet, demanding womb.

Out of breath, we just lay there, cuddling with one another, and enjoying each other's warmth. Mom was the first to talk, breaking the blissful silence.

"You shouldn't have cum in me," she said placing a kiss on my chest. "Next time we will need to use protection."

Horror struck, I began to worry. Had I just gotten my mom pregnant? Why hadn't I pulled out? I had just acted without thinking, and...

Did she say next time? The thought that there may be another night together filled my mind, leaving no room for other worries.

"I'm sorry, mom," I told her, wondering how we could be together again.

"Mmm, don't be, son. It felt good, and I needed it. You made feel young and desired again." I wondered how young she would feel when my switches started to take full effect in her. "I hate to do it, but we'd better get cleaned up, and home, before everyone wonders what we're doing."

Thinking about how Gina and Summer had acted, I didn't think they would be too surprised, but I didn't argue as mom sat up, and my limp member slipped out of her. Mom looked down at it for a moment, and I wondered what she was thinking, only for her to tell me a second later. "I still can't believe we did that, but we agreed, Nick. No regrets. Thank you, again."

"No regrets," I agreed, before standing up, and kissing her softly on the lips. I started to get dressed. "Thank you for one of the best Christmases ever."

We both laughed as we got dressed, and I had to zip up mom's dress, but soon we found ourselves back in the car, driving home, with a half empty champagne bottle as the only witness to our kisses in the car.

Summer greeted us as we walked in, and from the twinkle in her eyes, I wondered if she knew what we'd been up to. It would be hard not to, with mom's hair messed up a little, and the smiles that we both had on our faces, but she didn't say anything, and neither did we.

I found myself back on Lela's ship, just outside the reddish room that Lela was incubating our children in. As soon as I walked in, her words flashed across my vision.

'The demons are in orbit around your planet. What is your plan?'

Oh, shit! I thought. With everything else going on, I had completely forgotten about the demons arriving today. How could I have been so stupid, to get side tracked like that? I didn't realize that I'd been projecting my thoughts, until Lela answered.

'If you don't have a plan, then maybe we are doomed.'

'No,' I thought to her, trying to figure something out fast. 'Can you take us close to them?'

I saw a brief, almost imperceptible nod, before her words appeared before me. 'I can't get us too close, or they will destroy us. Sit and close your eyes.'

I sat in the same spot I'd sat in last time, and hoped that she didn't want to have sex at a time like this. I needn't have worried though, for as soon as my eyes closed, my vision was replaced by an inky blackness, filled with stars. I felt movement, and knew that the ship had to be moving, and I was seeing through its eyes.

After a few seconds passed, I saw the demon ship in a lower orbit over the Earth than we were. Despite Lela's caution, I sensed that the other ship was aware of us, as it turned to face us.

"Lela," I said, knowing my words would reach her, "put the healing light on me, and I will see what I can do."

"If I use that light in here, it could hurt our children," her response came back to me, fearfully. "They are sensitive to the light."

"Aren't you covering them up? If that ship kills us, our children will die too," I pleaded with her.

Suddenly I felt tingly, despite not being able to see my body, and knew she had done as I'd asked. With the extra energy, I reached out with my mind, and created a switch for their weapons. As soon as I felt it take hold, I flipped it off, and sighed as I felt it move. They could no longer shoot at us. Despite how close they looked, I knew there was some distance between us and them, by the headache this caused in me. If it had been more than one ship, I wouldn't have been able to do anything, despite the healing greenish-yellow light.

I created a 'self destruct' switch, or tried to, but my head throbbed, and no switch formed. Cursing, I watched as they drew closer, and tried to figure out some sort of strategy. Obviously my switches had an effect on their ships, but I had to create one for something that was actually there.

The enemy ship appeared to be picking up speed as it approached, and I realized it was going to ram us.

"Lela," I cried out, but she had noticed it, too, and was already moving us out of their path. The other ship changed course and continued to barrel down on us.

I made another switch to turn off their steering, and was gratified when that one formed, despite the subsequent headache. When Lela moved the ship again, the demons continued on, unable to change course now.

I had to think of something to stop them though. Up to this point I had been reacting to what they were doing, and not being proactive.

It occurred to me that I might be able to open their external hatches, and perhaps suck them out into space. A quick headache later, I was gratified to see one demon shoot out from their hull, but my elation was short live, as I realized they must have sealed off the hatch, internally. I knew I couldn't sit here all day, and open each hatch one by one, as I needed to finish this quickly. Already, despite the healing light, I was over extending my ability, and knew that I would pay for it dearly tomorrow.

The ship was lazily spinning now, from the force of the small hatch that had opened.

Somehow the demon ship turned and stabilized itself, and was now facing us again. I checked the 'steering' switch, and saw that it was still off. It took me a second to realize what'd happened. These demons were smart. They were using their other hatches, expelling air at precise moments, to control the ship.

They were approaching us again, and while they were still slow, and couldn't ram us, I didn't feel like I had much strength left in me for any more switches. Healing light, or no, I was as good as done.

Then one last thought occurred to me, as we sat between the demon ship, and Earth. It took all of my effort to create one last switch, and completely turn off all of their power. It felt like someone was using my head as a dwarf's anvil, and it took all of my concentration to keep myself conscious, but I watched as the derelict ship floated past us, caught in Earth's gravity. It took a few minutes, but I was gratified as it entered the atmosphere, and became a fiery streak, as it started to burn up upon entry, going in at the wrong angle. It lasted only a few seconds, before a beautiful explosion filled my vision, and I lost the fight against oblivion.

Bait and Switch Ch. 16

By the time Lela was done explaining the entire situation to my sister, I was exhausted, and could barely keep my eyes open, though Summer seemed to get oddly excited by the whole ordeal.

For some reason the two females seemed to get along just fine, despite being from different species, much less planets.

I don't remember getting back to my mom's house, much less falling asleep.

The front door slamming woke me up. I figured it was just mom finally getting home from up north, and I tried to roll over, but I ran into something.

Or rather, someone.

My eyes flashed open at the same time Summer's did, and we realized the predicament we were in. We were both still naked, and she was in my bed. Panic stricken, we both jumped out of bed. Well, I tried to, but my legs got caught up in the blankets, and I hit the floor with a thud.

My lovely, sweet, beautiful, and sexy sister, tittered at me, and I glared back as I got to my feet. We could hear mom coming down the hallway, and I knew there was no time for her to get out. I pointed to the closet, Summer nodded and jumped in, just in time for my door to creak open.

"Mom!" I protested, standing there naked, and trying to cover myself up.

"Oh, it's not like I haven't seen it—" she cut herself short, as she sniffed a couple times. Her sharp eyes looked deep into me for a few loud heartbeats. She looked around my room, and then back at me, before continuing to talk, her tone dropping to a serious one. "I brought breakfast home. You look like you're feeling better, so get dressed, and, um, tell your sister, too." She turned and closed the door behind her.

I knew Summer and I had been busted, even before we walked out of my room. Summer went straight to hers to get dressed, and I found mom setting out a fast-food breakfast on the table.

'How much trouble do you think we're in?' Summer's words flashed in front of my eyes.

'I don't know,' I told her.

"Mom, I—" her sharp look, locked my tongue up tight.

"We will wait for your sister, and then we can talk," she told me, and from her tone, I knew there was no arguing with her. I wondered how much trouble we were in.

I sat at the table, my heart beating loudly in my throat, and my hands going sweaty while we waited for my sister.

When Summer joined us, Mom was the first to speak, her tone flat and emotionless.

"I knew your dad was cheating on me for years. It hurt, but I had no choice, because if I left him, I knew I would lose everything." Her eyes went back and forth between us as she spoke, as if to make sure we were listening. Part of me felt shame for hurting her, but another part of me said that we weren't an official thing, so it wasn't really cheating. She was my mom, and we could never really be together. "I can't tell you that what you're doing is wrong, or even gross, because of what we've already done, Nick."

I wished she hadn't said that. Summer's eyes grew large as she figured out what mom meant. She hit my arm, and looked at me in shock. "No way! You and mom?" she demanded, and the same words flashed in front of my vision. She was using both in her shock. Despite the extra muscle on my arms, the blow still stung, as did her next words, delivered mentally, 'After everything you've confessed, you still kept this from me?'

"I see you didn't know," mom said, unperturbed. "Yes, dear, after our date, we...well, your brother was quite the gentleman, and treated me better than anyone has in years. I should have stopped it, but couldn't help myself. I didn't know that he would try to get you in bed, too. I'm sorry for the part I played in that, dear; especially with your preference in women."

"But, mom," my sister shot back, "we started the night we found dad cheating on you, so it isn't your fault! I seduced him that afternoon."

Oh boy! I thought. Now everything is coming out. Next thing they'd start talking about Lela and the demons...

Mom looked back and forth between us, and I nodded that it was true. I could see that she was trying to digest this, and she must have come to some sort of conclusion.

"Well, I feel a little better about that. I dunno, less guilty I guess." She drilled me with her eyes again. "Nick, I wanted to talk to you about that night, but haven't had the chance. I guess since all of our secrets are out, now is as good a time as any, though most of what I'd thought is obsolete now."

'We, too, will talk when this is done,' Summer promised me through the nanites, and I felt my heart sink.

"Son, I understand that you have certain...needs, and you certainly helped me out with mine the other night. I have decided that I really don't regret what happened, but we probably shouldn't do it again. What the two of you decide to do is up to you, but I hope you understand that you can never get married or anything." Mom was talking so matter-of-factly, that when she mentioned marriage, Summer and I both spluttered, and I ended up choking on my breakfast.

"Marriage?!?" Summer demanded. "Mom, I love Nick, but I have no intention of MARRYING him!" I nodded that I was in agreement.

'I hope you don't mind,' Summer's words flashed. 'I really like having sex with you, but marriage would be impractical.'

'I agree,' I told her back, glad that we could have this sub-conversation. 'I don't plan on getting married for years to come.'

'What about Gina?' came her response.

'Uhm,' I thought back, thinking about Shanna, but Mom spoke before I could formulate a response.

"Well that's something at least," Mom said, unaware that her two children were talking mind-to-mind.

"Mom," I started to talk, "I am truly sorry I hurt you, like dad did. I didn't think about how it would affect you." I knew how much of a heal that made me sound.

"I know, Nick, and I certainly didn't expect you to be with only me. I knew what you had done with Gina and Nancy, and didn't expect you to stop that either." I cringed as mom mentioned Nancy and Gina. Summer hadn't known about that either.

'I guess you're not so new to incest, after all.' If words could be fire, those would have burned.

'I told you I was perverted,' I thought back at her defensively.

"I guess I really don't know what I expected," mom went on, still oblivious to the other conversation. She was looking at her hands, but after a slight pause, she looked at me curiously. "I guess I should probably be completely honest with you." She took a deep breath, and I wondered what she was going to say. "I stayed up north for more than just the snow. Last night, I...we...that is, Gina, Nancy, and me all..." Her cheeks were dark red, and it didn't take a genius to figure out that there had been a threesome at Gina's house. I won't deny the thought turned me on, but I was curious about how it'd happened.

"Mom!" Summer exclaimed next to me, grabbing her hand. "I didn't know you swung that way."

"I don't, or I didn't... I don't know. Everything is so confused now. When your dad was here, I always knew what to expect. He was cheating on me, but as long as we remained married, he appeared respectable to everyone else, even though we both knew better. Now that he is gone, things have spiraled out of control." She dropped her head into her hands, and Summer gave me a significant look before getting up, and going over to comfort our mother.

'You need to use your switches on her to make her happy,' she thought to me.

'No, I won't manipulate people with them anymore,' I thought right back at her vehemently.

'You're not manipulating her, your helping her. Do it, or I won't help you with the demons.'

I knew the threat was an empty one. She had to help me, or we were all dead. Despite knowing this, I decided to help mom.

If only Lela's people hadn't abandoned us, leaving us as bait for their escape.

I touched Summer's hand, so that any switches I made could only be affected if I was with her. That way I wouldn't be tempted to use them on my own. She already had a happy switch in her, but I decided to throw in a content one and a confident one as well. I could have easily thrown them all fully on, while touching Summer, but decided to move them slowly, so that she wouldn't suspect.

'Good thinking,' Summer sent me. Of course she could sense and see everything I was doing.

My sister was gently stroking mom's back, trying to comfort her, and I could see my switches taking effect. Mom looked up at us, and smiled lightly.

"Thank you, both of you. I don't know why, but being with you two like this has made me feel better. Maybe all I needed to do was talk things through." I smiled at Summer, glad I'd been able to help.

"So how did it happen with you, Nancy, and Gina?" Summer asked, and I was certain mom was going to balk. I guess my switches were fully in effect, however, as she answered without reservation.

"We got to talking about it on the way up. I didn't tell Gina about us, Nick, don't worry." She patted my hand as she said this, but I wondered if Gina would have cared, after the way Summer and her had helped set up the date. "I admitted that I had never been with a woman, and they informed me that I was welcome to join them if I wanted to. At first I wasn't going to, aghast at the thought, but the more I thought about it, the more curious I got. The incest between mother and daughter didn't bother me as much as I thought it should, and when I dropped them off, they asked again. The weather made the perfect excuse, and I came in." She stopped talking then, and looked to her two children. "I can't believe I told you all that, but I seem completely fine by it."

Summer smiled at me, before leaning down and whispering something into mom's ear. Mom pulled away, and looked at her curiously, before shrugging.

'What did you say to her?' I wondered to my sister, but she only smiled at me, making me even more curious, and a little anxious.

Mom then looked back at me for a few seconds, before asking, "I know I said we shouldn't anymore, and last night was really great, but I could really use something only a man has." Then I understood what Summer had asked. Her 'confidence' switch must have taken full effect too, as she reached over before I could answer, and started working at my pants.

I almost stopped her, thinking I had caused this with my switches again, but Summer sent me a message. 'Don't stop this. You helped her out, you didn't make her horny. Let this happen, she needs it.'

Looking at it that way, it was hard to argue, and instead I moaned as mom pulled my stiffening member out, and started sucking on it at the dinner table. Summer came around, and dropped down next to her, and the two women started to swap my cock back and forth, and even kiss each other around my pole. If one set of lips was great, two were phenomenal!

Mom was still sitting in her chair, bent over, and it was easy for me to slip my hands into the front of her shirt, and fondle her larger tits while she sucked on my knob. She moaned softly, as I started to roll her right nipple between my fingers. After a few seconds of this, she pulled back, relinquishing my cock completely to her daughter, and took off her top. She smiled at me lovingly, before standing and dropping her pants and panties as well.

I reached out my arms, and pulled her to me, kissing her soundly on the mouth, and letting my hand drop down to between her legs. She was already wet, and I used her natural juices to lube up my fingers, and rub them vigorously against her clit. She started to shake against me, and cry out into our kiss, as I made her cum quicker than I thought possible. She really must have been needing more than what Gina and Nancy had given her last night, to cum so quickly..

Summer left my cock hanging, the air slightly cool on my saliva soaked rod, and pulled my hand away from our mother. She immediately planted her lips on mom's vagina, and the older woman jumped as she felt her daughter's tongue.

"Oh, Summer. You really know how to do that!" she moaned, breaking our kiss. I stepped away from the two, and knelt behind my sister. Pulling her shirt up and off, I was happy to see she hadn't put on a bra. I removed her pants next, and then sat behind her on the floor, wrapping my legs around her torso, while she went back to eating out our mother. My cock was pressed between us against her back, and I took off my shirt before enfolding my lovely sister in my arms. I brought one hand to her tit, giving it a good firm squeeze, and dropped the other to her crotch. I now had my lovely tanned sister sitting in my lap, gleefully fondling her, while she sucked and licked Mom's pussy.

She was even wetter than our mom, and two of my fingers slipped into her with ease. She started to moan, as she rocked her hips against my hand, and pressed back against my cock. Mom was moaning in earnest now too, and soon came on her daughter's lips. Her legs gave out from underneath her, and she collapsed, barely catching herself on the table.

I stood up, lifting Summer at the same time and setting her off to the side. Mom was still trying to catch her breath, when I slid a couple inches of my penis into her, making the attractive older woman gasp. Her eyes flew open, and her hands went to my chest, as she looked me in the eyes.

"Fuck me with your cock, son. I really need a good screw right now." Her words shocked me, they were so different from the last time we'd made love, and I figured her 'confidence' switch had something to do with it.

I leaned forward until our lips met, and slid a little further into her. Our tongues wrestled, as I went deeper and deeper into my beautiful mother's twat. She was on fire inside, and her hands roamed my chest, as I slid back and forth, until I was fully sheathed in her birth canal, her ass planted firmly on the edge of the table.

"Damn, that is so hot!" I heard Summer exclaim, and I looked up to see her with two fingers in her pussy, and her other hand busily rubbing her clit. For some reason it has always been a massive turn on for me to see a woman masturbate, and I went wild, plunging into our mother while I watched Summer getting herself off on her fingers.

Mom had gone silent, and I tore my eyes away from the alluring sight of my sister, to see that she was having one powerful orgasm after another, due to my pounding. Her vagina was undulating around my cock, and I had to stop moving, or I was going to cum too soon. Instead, to distract myself, I hooked my arms under her armpits, and stood up, lifting her off the table, but keeping us connected.

Mom gasped, as her weight forced her down a little more on me, and her legs squeezed my torso for balance. I started walking us back to her room, knowing that Summer would follow.

Once inside, I turned and allowed myself to fall back on the bed, causing mom to grunt again, as she collapsed on my chest.

"Oh, son. The other night was good, but that was...that was unbelievable." Her breathing was ragged as she rested her head on my chest.

'I agree. Watching you two made me cum pretty hard, also,' Summer thought to me.

"I'm not done yet, mom," I told her, lifting her torso high enough that I could latch onto one of her nipples, while I started moving my hips beneath her.

"Son, I don't...ungh...think I can...ahhhhh...keep...going....oh, fuck!" She cried out, as I felt Summer's tongue lick my balls, and I knew she was pleasing mom too. Mom started to move her hips on her own, moaning and grinding herself against her two loving children. When she came again, it was spectacular. Her whole body locked up, and I could feel her fluids gushing out of her hole, soaking my crotch and Summer's face.

She collapsed to the side, as she tried to recover, and I slipped out of her with a very wet slurping noise. My cock wasn't free for long, before Summer swallowed as much of it as she could, between her lips. She began to hungrily clean my cock and balls of all of Mom's juices, as though she hadn't eaten in weeks.

'I can't believe she got all of your cock in her,' she thought to me. "I'm next," she said out loud, before kissing her way up my body. When our tongues met, I could taste our mother on her, and that made me moan even more as I slipped into her already slippery snatch.

I rolled us away from mom, so that I could be on top, and used long, steady strokes to get as deep as I could into my sister's vaginal cavity. I had her breasts in each hand, pinching her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, and she was tossing her head back and forth as I struck bottom again and again. "Fuck me, Nick. Fuck your sister and make me cum, like you did for Mom!"

Mom must have recovered enough, because suddenly she was right there, kissing Summer soundly on the lips, while her right hand dove to her daughter's clit, and started rubbing. My sister's tight pussy clamped down on me hard as she came, sending me over the edge.

I pulled out just in time, and shot my load across mom's hand, and my sister's stomach. I then watched in amazement as mom broke off kissing her daughter, and started licking my cum off the back of her hand. When that was clean, she started licking up all my jism from Summer's stomach.

"Don't swallow that," Summer piped up breathlessly. "I want some."

Mom sucked up more, and then brought her lips over Summer's. I thought she was just going to dribble some out, but Summer grabbed the back of mom's head, and pulled her down, sucking my seed straight from our mother's lips.

Watching them turned me on so much, I realized I hadn't gone limp. I wanted to be back in mom again, so I crawled behind her, but she stopped me.

"I can't right now, son. Not in that hole. It's been years since I've done it, but I think I would like to have you in my ass." Wow, I thought, her confidence is really high.

"The ass, mom? I've heard of people doing that, but does it really feel good?" Summer asked, curiously.

Mom gave Summer a quick peck on the lips, smiling. "Sweety, some of my best ever orgasms came from anal, but your dad didn't like it. Considering how good your brother has felt in my vagina, I can only imagine what he'll feel like in my ass." She wiggled her behind at me. "What are you waiting for?" She asked me, impatiently.

I didn't waste any more time, and dribbled some spit against her anus. My cock was still plenty lubed up between cum and saliva, so I pressed it against her small brown hole. It took a bit of pressure to get into her colon, but once the head slipped in, I groaned at the delightful feeling of her sphincter sliding down the length of my rod.

"Go slow, son. You're a lot bigger than anyone I've ever had back there, and I feel like you're going to split my ass in two." I nodded, and waited for her to give me the go ahead, before sliding deeper into her colon. "Mmm, that's it. Nice and slow. Gawd, it has been too long. Ahhh, I can feel you so deep inside me."

I was going slow, but it didn't take mom long before she was pushing back against me. I took the hint, and picked up my pace, till the room was filled with the sounds of my hips slapping into her ass, and her moaning loudly.

Summer was playing with herself again, and fondling one of mom's dangling breasts while she watched us, a hungry look in her eyes.

"That's it, son. Fuck your mother's ass. Make me cum hard on your big fucking cock. Yes, yes, yes!" Summer plastered her lips to Mom's as my sister started to cum, and I could feel Mom's tight sphincter grip me as she came right afterwards.

Mom fell forward, pulling herself off of me, as she hungrily made out with Summer.

"Okay, sweety, your turn," mom said softly. I saw a spark of fear in my sister's eyes, but it was replaced by desire as she looked over at me.

"How did it feel for you?" she asked me aloud.

"It felt wonderful," I told her, "but you should be asking mom, not me."

"Mom already told me, and I saw how much she enjoyed it. I want to make sure you enjoy it too." I don't know if I could have ever loved my sister more, than at that point.

"Let me get you ready," mom said, crawling between Summer's legs. "We should give your brother a break."

I watched in delight, as mom lifted Summer's pelvis, and started to lick her ass. This was a sight I'd never imagined, much less thought I'd ever see, as Mom licked around Summer's anus, making my sister moan in delight.

"Mmm, that does feel good, mom. I like the feel of your tongue in my ass." Mom moved her hand up, while simultaneously moving her mouth to her daughter's pussy, and I saw my sister's eyes go wide, as mom slipped a finger into her ass. "Oh, wow! If your finger feels that good, I wonder what his cock will feel like."

"You're going to have to wait a second for that, sweety. I need to stretch you out a little first," mom told her, "and I will need you to relax a little, so that it doesn't hurt," and then went back to licking her daughter's pussy. After a few minutes, mom slipped another finger in, and then another. Summer came hard, moaning and grinding against our mother. "Okay, I think you're ready now."

I was rock hard, and about ready to explode, I was so horny right then. Mom had me lie on my back, while Summer got on top of me. My loving mother gripped my phallus, and aimed it at her daughter's ass. "Okay, Summer, come back slowly, and you will need to be relaxed. If you tense up it will hurt." Summer nodded, as she sucked in her bottom lip, and looked down at me.

'I can't wait to feel you in my ass,' she thought to me. 'I want to have you every way a woman can have a man, till you go back to school.'

I moaned loudly as I felt her brown hole hit my head, and a second later I was in her. Summer froze immediately, and mom kept whispering for her to relax. She did as she was told, and even started sliding her anus down my invading tool.

If her pussy was tight, her colon was even tighter. I couldn't believe how firmly she gripped me, as I felt every centimeter of myself slide deeper and deeper into her.

"Does my ass feel good, Nick?" she asked me, and I couldn't find my voice right then, so I only nodded. "Mmm, it feels good to me too," she moaned as our pelvises finally met. For the first time, my sword was fully sheathed in my sister.

"Good," mom told Summer, "now just take your time, and since you're on top, you can control the pace."

She nodded, and started to rock her hips back and forth. Her eyes grew wide again, and she looked at me in astonishment. "I can feel you in me deeper than ever. I can't believe how good this feels. It hurt a little at first, but now that I'm used to it...I like it!"

I smiled as I placed one hand against her tit, and moved the other to her pussy. I had to angle my hand uncomfortably in order to slip a finger inside her, but her moan when I did it, made the discomfort worth it. She gripped her free breast as she picked up her pace atop me.

Mom crawled over me, and replaced my hand, and I was able to suckle one of Mom's breasts. I moved the hand that had been replaced down to mom's pussy, and despite her earlier protestations, she let me play with her clit, while Summer's moans grew in volume. I couldn't believe I was in my sister's ass, or that my own mother had helped me do this. I was in true incestuous heaven!

"Oh, Gawd! I never knew. I never knew how good this could feel. I love you in my ass, Nick. Oh, Gawd, I'm going to cum, and it's a big one!" Summer started to shake and shudder, and I thought her sphincter was going to pinch my cock off, she got so tight. But at the same time, her colon massaged and writhed around the entire length of my cock, and without any other warning, I started to shoot deep into her ass.

Summer fell over, and mom sat up. I looked at my lovely sister, as she laid there, eyes closed and breathing heavily, a smile lightly gracing her soft lips.

"That must have really been a big one," mom whispered. "I have only passed out twice from an anal orgasm, but they were always the best." Mom gave me a soft kiss, cuddling up to my side. "I think we are going to need to be put on birth control," she said, and this time it was me that smiled.

Despite how early it still was, I was exhausted, and fell asleep, between the two lovely women in my family.

The next couple days were a blur, as we spent most of our time in bed, between one set of legs or another.

It was with a heavy heart that I drove back up north, for New Years. Thankfully the nanites worked at any distance, and I was still able to communicate with my sister, the whole time. Unfortunately, she started by giving me a play by play with mom, and I soon had to pull over, in order to masturbate, before I could continue driving.

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Sorry for another short chapter, but things start to really pick up after this chapter. For more information, check the forum at http://forum.xnxx.com/showthread.php?t=231610

Hope you're all having a great holiday season, just one note for those that choose not to visit the forum. This is my last series, and there are 21 chapters in it total. I truly hope you enjoy it, and once again, Happy Hollidays!