Apothecary Experiences

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.

Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.

I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect...

This is a continuation of my Apothecary series, reading the first story will give useful context.

I had no idea why Mum was in the shower with me, was this an innate desire that I had unleashed when I used my new powers on her yesterday and we fucked? I had thought nothing of it when Mum didn't mention it later, it had been as if it had never happened.

"You don't mind, do you?" Mum said after I had turned around to face her, "only your father is out, and I am not sure how many opportunities we will get, and, well, it was nice."

"Of course I don't mind Mum, but, well, my dick needs a good wash, I was in town and met up with a girl I used to go to school with."

"Oh, you naughty boy," Mum said as she squirted gel on my dick and began rubbing it around, creating a lather and, it has to be said, a very hard dick. Mum turned me around and used the shower to rinse all the suds off before she washed my back and bum.

"You know," she said as she was spreading gel in my arse crack, "there is one place I have never done it, but I think it would hurt too much."

I could guess, and I think that she was hinting what she would like to try, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to, but then again, perhaps the shower was exactly the place.

"Swap places Mum," I said and as Mum moved passed me, I turned her around to face the shower wall. I took the gel and squirted it down her bum crack and swirled it around her crinkle. I lined my dick up and began pressing, adding more gel to my shaft as it slowly began to disappear inside her.

'It doesn't hurt, it feels nice' I fluenced using my thoughts as my dick pushed her sphincter open and I pressed deeper and deeper into her nethers until my belly was forcing her buttocks apart and I could go no deeper. It was a very different sensation for my dick. There was a tightness at her entrance, and then a small length of pressure, and then nothing, as if my dick were floating in space.

I eased back and then began fucking her arse, the gel lathering up, her arse hole disappearing in a sea of foam. I fucked faster and faster, the gel giving a smooth sliding experience as my dick sawed in and out of her. It was absolutely fantastic, very different to shagging a fanny. My foreskin didn't roll as much as usual because of the gel, but the sensation was almost overwhelming in the pleasures.

I knew I was gasping, and my dick began pulsing and my balls tightened, this was quick, quicker than usual. I didn't try and slow myself, I let my dick erupt, spraying her bowel with my spunk, Mum gasped when my ejaculations started and then she laughed.

"Well," she said, "I never expected my son to take my bottom virginity."

I eased away and my dick fell from her arse. I grabbed the shower head and sprayed it at her crease, the spray going inside where are sphincter hadn't closed, the spray flushing out my spunk and the foam from the gel.

"God that feels so odd," Mum said.

"Perhaps we can make this a shower regular," I said, "but I think I need some more clean up." To be honest I was surprised at how little clean up I actually needed, looking, you would never know where my dick had just been. I had been an bottom virgin too.

Mum dried me, the towel bobbles tickling my balls as she dried underneath, and then I dried her, lifting her boobs and drying in the crease beneath, and then the outer fanny area between her legs. Mum led me into their bedroom where the quilt was already pulled back.

"You've had my backside, now have my frontside," Mum said as she lay on the bed, her legs slightly apart. I knelt on the bed between her ankles and leant forward, my tongue just brushing along her crease, feeling her inner flaps as they ran across my tongue as it eased its way between her plump labia.

Mum made approving murmurs and as I licked her clitoral mound, teasing out her clit, my fingers ran along her perineum, eased past her fourchette and circled her fanny, slightly dipping in, and then pulling back. Mum gasped her approval.

I nipped at her clit with my teeth and pulled it away from its hood and then licked it and dabbed it with my tongue. Mum raised a little off the mattress, looking up I could see her mouth opening and closing, gulping like a goldfish in a bowl. I pressed three fingers inside, slowly but insistently. Mum's mouth opened wider, her jaw stretching, her gasps the loudest I had heard.

I eased my fingers apart, stretching Mum as wide as I could, Mum made a gurgle sound and then a gulp, her back now clear of the mattress. I pulled her clit with my tongue and then as I released it, I pulled my fingers back, as if I were leaving her fanny. Her fanny tightened and forced my fingers back together, I eased my mouth down a little and pressed my tongue at her urethra, shagging it with the tip.

Mum clamped, her body spasmed and she shrieked, her orgasm rolling through her, my fingers clamped by the vice that was her fanny, she sprayed my mouth and face as she squirted, and then as suddenly as it came, her body relaxed and she slumped to the bed, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

I eased my fingers from her fanny and moved up, covering her and lining my dick up, I pressed. Slowly her fanny took in my dick, my foreskin forced down my shaft, and with a jerk it rolled over my rim, and my dick was scraping the sides of her fanny. My balls made contact with her thighs, I pushed a little more and I was fully in, my stomach pressing her fanny crease open.

"Oh my," Mum sighed, and I slowly pulled back, as slowly as I could, I gulped and swallowed at the sensation of my foreskin flowing back over my rim and covering my glans, pleasures rushing through me, almost overwhelming my sensations. Dad had been a lucky man all these years, Mum was an unbelievable shag.

I began to push back in, slowly, again my foreskin rolling back giving me mouth opening sensations as it popped over my rim. Mum's mouth open too, in a big O as she gasped and murmured unintelligible noises. Her fingers were on my back, her fingernails digging in, 'easy Mum,' I thought trying to use my Fluence on her.

I picked up my pace and soon I could no longer feel my foreskin rolling, I just had the almost constant wash of pleasures, my body slapping against hers as I pressed in, Mum gasping as I bottomed out, slap, gasp, slap, gasp, the symphony of fucking. Mum's heels pressed at my buttocks, pushing me in, relaxing as I pulled out, faster, harder and deeper, Mum's gasps getting higher pitched, my grunts louder.

A pinch deep inside me, my balls felt tight, my breath was holding and I pushed hard, spurting deep inside Mum, I pulled back and pushed again, harder, another spurt, and another and then I collapsed down to lay on Mum, my energy spent.

"Thank you baby," Mum said.

"Make sure dad fucks your creamy fanny later Mum, leave your bedroom door open, I want to hear him fuck your sodden fanny."

"Mm, yes, okay sweetheart," Mum said as I eased off her, my dick sliding out of her cunt. I straddled her and dipped my dick to her mouth; Mum opened and began sucking me clean. "And make sure Dad sucks you out afterwards, I don't want his spunk inside you when I fuck you again."

I was in the garage, sanding the carcass of the apothecary, I had decided that I was going to stain and then wax it. I was going to do the best job possible, and I thought I might keep it in my room, it was too good to use for Dad's junk in the shed. I was thinking through what had happened.

I don't think that there was any way that Mum would have countenanced sex with me until I used the Fluence I got from the rig I found in the Apothecary. But now, I didn't need to use the Fluence, Mum just seemed to accept that sex between me and her was totally normal. I wondered if it would be the same with everyone I used the Fluence on, would Helen Moore become an issue, a pest?

"Oh, hello Tim." A voice from the bottom of the drive. It was Mrs Jensen from the other side of us to Rose. She was a divorcee; her husband having had an affair with someone from work. She had chucked him out, filed for divorce, and then won enough on the lottery to buy him out without having to share the prize with him, and now she lived alone, tidying her garden and, as far as I could tell, not much else.

I don't think that she ever had gentleman callers and I knew that she sunbathed in her garden when the sun was out, often topless, but sadly never nude. I had never lusted after her, even though I had seen more of her than I had previously seen of Mum, it had always been Mum I wanted. She was just Mrs Jensen from next door.

"Oh, hello Mrs Jensen," I said and turned to face her as I walked down the drive.

"Oh, Alice, please," she said, "you know, when the weather is nice like it is today, and we open our windows, it is interesting the sounds that we hear and how they carry."

"Oh?" I said, "I don't think I have noticed."

"Your father is out this morning I think?"

"Dad, yes, he will be back soon, Mum knows where he has gone, if you want me to go and ask her."

"Oh no, no, I just found it interesting listening to the sounds that came from your house this morning, a short while ago in fact."

"Oh, perhaps it was me in the garage."

"Oh no Tim, it wasn't that sort of sound, it was, shall we say, a very personal sort of sound."

"Oh?"

"Yes, the sort of sound made by two people getting rather personal, and that surprised me, as it appeared only you and your Mum were at home."

So, she had heard me and Mum shagging, I looked up at the house, and yes, the bedroom windows were open. I touched her wrist with my hand thinking 'you want to take me in and experience for yourself.'

"Come back to mine and let's talk" she said turning away and walking back to her house.

"I'll be a minute," I said, "I just need to safe the tools in the garage." I made sure everything was turned off and pulled the garage door closed, brushed my hands of the sawdust and went next door. Her front door was open, and I called hello as I stepped inside.

"Come on through Tim," she called from the back of the house, "let's sit in the conservatory."

I walked through to her conservatory, she was sat on a cane sofa, she patted the seat next to her, "come, sit," she said.

I sat next to her and caught her scent, very flowery, but I couldn't name the flowers it smelled of, it was just flowery. "Nice perfume,' I said.

She smiled, 'why thank you Tim, that is a nice thing to say. Now then, this morning Tim."

"Yes Alice," I said.

"The sounds I heard, they could only have been you and your Mum, your Dad was out."

"I guess so." I was going to play this out, I knew where it would end, but I was interested in how she would get us there.

"And they were the sounds of sex, something a parent and child should not do, you aren't fostered or adopted are you?"

"Me? Gosh no, Mum and Dad are my Mum and Dad that is for sure."

"I don't know if I can let this go, it is wrong," she said, her eyes on my growing bulge. Being sat next to each other on the cane sofa I was already touching her and my thoughts, my Fluence were easy.

'You want to let it go but only if I fuck you,' I thought.

"Oh Alice, that is such a shame, if you could let it go, I would be very appreciable," I said looking down her blouse at the swell of her breasts. My hand rested on her leg just above her knee, I felt her tremble.

"How appreciable?" She asked, her voice breaking a little.

I slid my hand up her leg, pushing under the hem of her dress, "very appreciable Alice, as appreciable as I was for Mum earlier."

"Oh gosh, oh my," she said and then she gasped loudly as my fingers found her knickers and brushed across the gusset, pressing into her crease. I turned to face her, her cheeks glowing crimson.

"Would you like that Alice, would you like me to be appreciable?" I asked in a low voice.

"Yes," she almost whispered.

I slid my finger along her crease, her knicker fabric pressing in, slipping in her wetness. I pushed at her entrance, her knickers going deep with my finger, "here or in the garden?" I asked as I began to wiggle my knickers covered finger inside her fanny.

She gulped, she gasped, "garden, oh God, in the garden."

I eased my finger out of her fanny and stood up, pulling her to her feet. I turned her around and undid the catch on the back of her dress and then lowered the dress zip. I pushed it off her shoulders and it fell in a puddle of material at her feet. I undid the catch of her bra and then pushed it down and off her arms to join the dress on the floor.

Her knickers were next, and as I pushed them down I was treated to the sight of her bare arse, smooth, round and perfectly dissected by her crack.

"Oh God," she gasped as I turned her around to face me. I looked at her breasts, smaller than Mum, but nicely round, her nipples hard and jutting. Her fanny was trimmed, just short hair above her crease, nothing on her fanny itself. I stepped back and pulled my T Shirt off, and then I pushed down my shorts and underpants, my dick springing to point upwards.

I took her hand and led her to the garden, "here will do nicely" I said as we stood in a sunny spot, "lay down."

Alice sat and then lay down and I knelt, my knees behind her head. I leant forward and my dick poked her mouth. She parted her lips and my dick went in. I hadn't washed since I had shagged Mum, so, my dick would have tasted of both me and Mum, I didn't care what Alice thought as she sucked my dick into her mouth. I pushed a little and was passed her tonsils and into her throat.

Smiling at the pleasures flowing, I leant forward and ran my tongue from her clitoral dimple, down her wet and hot valley, across her urethra, beyond her fanny holed and licked at her fourchette. She gasped loudly. I eased from her throat and she gulped in air around my dick, not retching, but gulping loudly, I pushed back in.

I started moving my hips, shagging her throat, her tightness catching my foreskin, making it slide along my shaft. I pursed my lips and blew gently into her fanny as if it were a balloon, and as I pulled back her fanny farted out the air making me almost laugh. I ran my nose along her valley, pressing it first into her fanny and then onto her clitoris, as I fucked her face.

My balls were bouncing off her nose as I shagged her mouth, my pleasures flowing fast and deep throughout my body, Alice tensing beneath me, her buttocks rising as her own pleasures increased. I eased back from her throat, my mouth away from her fanny. I looked down at her, her fanny was open, a small blackness at the bottom of her crease.

I turned and my knees were between hers. I bent forward and my dick pressed at her valley. I grabbed my dick and lined it up with the blackness and I pushed. Alice gasped loudly and her head tilted backwards, her mouth a perfect O.

As I began to fill her fanny, my foreskin rolled back, my rim scraped alongside her fanny wall, riding over her little bumps and crannies. I pushed slowly until I could push no more, my balls were in her thigh gap, the grass underneath us tickling, and my belly was forcing her valley lips apart and open. I pressed harder and then I eased slowly back until my dick was almost completely out.

Alice made no sound, her mouth was open, her fingers pressing at my back, and I pushed in slowly again, feeling my dick slide along her passage, my pleasures almost off the scale, a tingle in my balls as I began to shag her, increasing my tempo until her garden was filled with the symphony of sex.

As I shagged I caught a movement out of the side of my eye, the lady the other side was watching over the fence. I didn't know her name, but I smiled, wondering if I would, or rather, how soon I would. Alice was gasping, her fingers pressing harder and deeper into my back and I knew that I was close.

'Cum' I Fluenced Alice and she tensed, rose up and her fanny squeezed my dick hard, wringing out my spurts of spunk deep inside her, Alice shrieking as our orgasms rolled through us. I eased back, my dick falling from her fanny. I stood up, my softening and now dripping dick facing the other side neighbour. I wondered what she would think.

I stepped away, looking down at Alices open fanny dribbling my white spunk onto her lawn. I went into the kitchen, picked her knickers up and used them to wipe my dick clean. I got dressed and left and went back to my garage, I still had work to be done.

That night I told Mum and Dad I was going up to bed early, I wanted to watch a few reels and then have an early night. It wasn't long after I had gone up that I heard them come upstairs too, Mum was on a mission. I could hear them talking and then the bed creaking. Had it creaked when I was in it with Mum? I hadn't noticed.

"God you're so wet," I heard Dad say, I smiled, I knew exactly why. It wasn't long before the symphony of sex started up, my dick getting hard as I heard them and my hand crept down my bed and I gripped my shaft, pulling my foreskin down revealing my glans. I began to wank, trying to match their tempo, listening to their sex sounds was the ultimate aphrodisiac and I wanked hard, spurting over my stomach and sheet, gasping for breath as I realised that they had stopped.

I couldn't hear any sounds, I got up and quietly crept across to their door and looked in. Dad had his head between Mum's thighs, I could just hear the slurps, he was licking her out. Excellent. Just what I had wanted. I hope he enjoyed my taste.

In the morning I had to go to town to take a parcel for Dad. After I had dropped it off, I went and had a coffee at Hot Java. I was just sitting there, minding my business and trying to decide how I should go forward with my Fluence when Helen Moore came in and sat opposite me.

"I have missed you," she said, "I want you properly, in a bed, not in an alley."

I had no interest in her what so ever, I had done what I did as a payback for the shit that she gave me all through school, and I had no desire to fuck her again, I really didn't. I reached forwards and held her hand.

'You do not want sex with me, but you no longer hate me, you want to set up an only fans page and see how outrageous you can be. You will give me all the income that you earn online. When you get to one million followers you can stop, forget all this and go back to being yourself.'

I sat back and looked at her face, there seemed a momentary confusion and then she looked at me again.

"How have you been?" She asked.

"Oh fine," I answered, "thanks for the alley."

"That was a one off," she said, "heaven knows why we did that."

"I guess it was just the moment," I said, "well, I have to be going."

"Bye then," she said as I got up and moved to leave.

I hoped that would be the end of any Helen Moore complications. I had no intentions of looking at her Only Fans page, or even checking if she did one, it had been all I could think of to keep up with the payback and get her off my back. It would also be a source of income for me, as long as she pulled it off. I had read about a woman who shagged a thousand men in one day, Helen would have to go some to beat that. Not my concern.

I wanted money, but I wanted it legally and I couldn't think of other ways to get it. Yes, I could go into a bank and Fluence a clerk into giving me money, but it would all be on CCTV and the clerk would lose his or her job, no, that did not sit comfortably with me. Also, whatever I did needed face to face contact.