All players are over eighteen years just a fantasy piece of work.

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Robert Newton sat at the back of the Grade Twelve classroom, staring out the window, with his Waverly dark hair and glasses–daydreaming about his half-sister, Samantha–running his hands through his greasy, slick hair, not really listening to his teacher, Mrs. Williams.

“Robert, what was I saying?” she asked, pointing a finger at him.

“Err, sorry, Mrs. Williams, I was thinking of something I needed to do later.”

“Ha-ha, Robert is stupid, and fancies the teacher.”

The twins, Sarah and Louise. He had known them since nursery. Their mom, Lisa, was his mum’s best friend. And they lived on the same street, just a few houses down. The twins were whispering about him behind his back. Their long, permed ginger hair fell to their buttocks over the hoodies and denim jeans both wore, with their thigh-high boots. He thought what bitches they were, as he carried on working.

That afternoon, he was walking home by himself, always the loner; taking a quick route through the park, leading to the gate at the end of his street, past the twin’s house. It was a nice afternoon, the sun was out, with a slight wind in the air. His mom, Molly, was working from home.

“Hi mum,” he called out, smiling, coming through the door leaving his school bag at the bottom of the stairs, hanging his jacket on the banister, as he headed to the kitchen.

“Hi, honey. There’s a letter for you,” she answered, looking up from her laptop, pointing to the breakfast bar.

“Thanks, mum. What we got for tea?” he asked.

“Take away, about seven, okay?”

“Yeah, perfect,” as he headed upstairs with the letter.

Past Samantha’s room, her door ajar, he heard her arguing with her boyfriend, William, the twins’ older brother, on PlayStation 4.

“YO FUCK OFF CREEP!” she shouted from behind her door.

Robert had nicknamed William, ‘Ginger pubes’. He hated it. It made Robert smile with a smirk, and he let out a giggle to himself, as he slammed his bedroom door at the end of hall landing.

Falling back onto his double bed, his head hitting the pillows, right before his mind wandered away in a daydream. The voice of Samantha, with her short red hair, talking dirty to him, as he fucked her sweet peach buttocks.

“That’s it. Take me in my arse. Bend me over oral yapan gaziantep escort and use me, Robert.”

His dream, it was so vivid, he jizzed in his jeans.

‘Damn, that was good,’ he thought to himself, stripping off his clothes; putting them in the laundry basket at the side of his bed. He grabbed his jogging pants and a purple hoodie; gave his glasses a quick clean, then sliding them on, as he headed downstairs.

His mom was talking to Lisa about work stuff; they worked at the same firm.

“Oh, dinner will be here in a few minutes, Robbie.” She smiled at Robbie.

“Okay. Mum, do you want me to set the table?”

“No, honey, I will do that. You just sit.”

He pulled a chair out at the table and sat down, his eyes fixed on his mom’s large rack jiggling under her work blouse, teasing a black-lace bra. Lisa was wearing similar attire, and her rack was even bigger than his mom’s.

“Have you opened the letter yet, Rob?” Molly asked, laying down the plates.

“No, not yet, mum. I’ll do it after dinner; I am starved, mum.”

“You staying, Lisa?” Molly asked.

“No, I need to get back. The twins are going out tonight, so I need to see them before they go.” As she got up and left, he watched Lisa wiggle her nice butt, as she passed him.

“Samantha, dinner!” Molly shouted. Two minutes later, he could hear her coming down the stairs, dragging her feet.

“Okay, mom, I am here,” announced Samantha, as she flounced in wearing sweatpants and a tight, pink T-shirt with silver stars on it.

He could see she was not wearing a bra, as he could make out the outline of her thick nipples trying to rip through her top. Robert could not help but stare. Trying not to make bring attention to himself, he stuffed a slice of pizza into his mouth.

After dinner, Robert headed back up the stairs to his room. As he entered, he heard a strange sound, like humming, and it was clearly coming from the letter on his bedside table. So, he picked it up.

He could feel something vibrating through the envelope; it seemed to glow, somehow. It was calling to him. He ripped the envelope open, and a gold ring fell out. He looked at it, rubbing his head.

A voice in his head said, “Put the ring on; it belongs to you now.”

He reached out slowly, before he placed it on his middle finger on gaziantep oral yapan escort his right hand. A purple mist came from the ring, seeming to wrap around Robert, as he fell back onto his bed. The mist was changing his body, making it more muscular and slightly taller–even, enlarging his cock. It made him sweat. He could feel the power surge in through him, making him dream about having sex with his mom and half-sister, Samantha.

His mom and half-sister were having sex dreams about Robert, too. His mom was dreaming about her sexy son pounding away in her pussy, making it nice and wet. She knew it was wrong, but it seemed right; it was calling her, if only in a dream. She wriggled and withered on her bed, spooning herself, moaning.

“Mmm… That’s the spot, Robbie. Take your dirty mommy,” she moaned, as she had a hand between her thighs, teasing her moist pussy with a finger. She grabbed the duvet cover, as her head rocked from side to side, her eyes rolled back, “Yes, make mom your fucking whore, baby.” She imagined Robert fucking her on all fours, squeezing her thirty-four double-G breasts, while spooning herself to a loud orgasm.

“Aaaahhhh, take your mother like a whore,” she muttered, biting her bottom lip. Then, she collapsed into a deep sleep.

Samantha had had the same dream, and they both woke up with dirty, cum-stained panties. At breakfast, Robert was still asleep in his room. He woke up a few hours later, put his glasses on, but they made his eyes hurt more. He thought the ring had been a dream.

Then the voice in his head started. “We are Nano gods; we have bonded with your brainwaves. You have the ability to control and transform anyone or anything. So powerful, you will be able to rewrite other brainwaves, giving you complete control over anyone you wish.”

He fell back on his bed; he felt his head tingle for a brief moment. His mind was full of bright colours.

‘Whoa, I must be dreaming.’

Looking in the mirror, it was him, but taller, with piercing brown eyes, and a chiseled chin. And his hair was short, and he even had a bit of designer stubble. He headed downstairs to the kitchen. His mind tingled; he could hear voices in his head again, except it was his mom and Lisa.

His mom, sitting opposite Lisa, who was wearing tight, black jogging pants and a baggy purple gaziantep oral yapan escort bayan jumper. Molly wore a white T-shirt with a flower pattern on it and skin-tight blue jeans. Her hair was red like Samantha’s, except fuzzy and shoulder length, and she was wearing it up in a bun.

He just thought that they looked hot. They had no idea that Robert could read their minds. He picked something up in his mom’s thoughts–he could not believe that she was having sex dreams about him. He sat down beside her.

“Mom, we need to talk about something later.”

“Okay, honey. Are you sure you want to talk to me, and not your Dad? He is home tomorrow morning.”

“No, mom, needs to be you.” He turned to Lisa, and she was having thoughts about him, too.

“You look different without your glasses, Rob,” Lisa said, looking into his brown eyes. She licked her pouting lips, then got up and came over to Robert, and whispered, “l know you want to; just say it–and I will FUCK you here.”

He grinned at himself. He had her where he wanted.

“Mom, tell me the truth. Would you like me to FUCK you and Lisa right now?”

Molly looked totally shocked. But both just nodded. The Nanos were working.

“Then, let’s go upstairs and have some fun.” They each grabbed a hand and led Robert to his bedroom.

“Let your hair down, mum, and strip down to your bra and panties,” he ordered. “And you, Lisa, come over here and kneel between my legs.”

She could do nothing else but obey him. She had secretly fancied him for a while, so she was very pliant, as he unzipped his jeans and dropped his black boxers. She just looked at his cock as if in a trance. It was a mile longer than any she had seen before; thick and veiny, about twelve inches, with pre-cum running down his helmet. She took him right into her mouth; gagging and drooling excessively, licking it like she loved the taste.

“Mom, do like Lisa is doing, servicing your son’s cock,” he said, grappling Lisa, and forcing her deeper on his huge pole.

Molly smiled, and came over, kneeled down, and whispered, “Can I taste his lovely cock, Lisa.”

Lisa popped it out her mouth–and his own mother began sucking and drooling. As Lisa stuck out her tongue, she started licking his balls which were the size of large oranges. Robert put his hands on both their heads. The women loved the earthy smell and salty taste, making them both moan.

Lisa felt his balls contracting, and he came deeply into Molly’s mouth; she swallowed every drop.

Then, Robert said to Lisa, “Taste my cum from her lips.”

She started licking Molly’s lips clean, and then they started a long, lingering French kiss, as their tongues duelled, swapping cum into each other’s open mouth.

This was just the start…

To be continued.

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