As I fucked miss Mathews, I was thinking. Although, most of my attention was on the wails of this older woman, as I slammed my dick into her. The other parts were on why she was into me, I had not thought about her sexually. I started to wonder now, did Joleen and Ellie really like me. Was it my powers or lust just forcing them to show me affection. I still didn't understand much about my abilities, and Stacy's mom justified fucking me as an act of revenge.
Miss Mathews looked like Stacy if perhaps she were 20 years older, aside from her natural brunette hair. Her hips were wider, due to having Stacy, I imagine. That being said, she kept fit. Her body was still rather light and given I'd just fucked Stacy's tight pussy, I wouldn't expect her mom to compare. The older woman though does show more energy and passion, Stacy shook when she came. Her mother shakes all the time, in a series of mini orgasms. It's a joy to behold, really, and she'd often reach back and kiss me over her shoulder.
So distracting was this woman's body that I didn't hear the door open before it was too late.
'Bang!' That was my first warning, as it just barely missed my head. A gunshot, which startled the two of us as we fell off the couch. I turned to see Mr Mathews, in his police uniform. I didn't know the cops were given permission to shoot boys who fuck their wives on sight. Stacy woke too, and screamed in horror. I'd made a bad decision agreeing to this, I don't know what it was. Perhaps it was my deep, unbridled lust or having the ability to say I fucked someone's a girl and her in the same day.
I pulled up my pants and grabbed my shirt and hoodie. As I tried to create distance between me and Mr Mathews.
"You better run boy." The cop said, 'bang!' This followed another shot, now that I was alert I suppose I'd also become very much aware of where he was, so I could dodge.
Wait, did I just dodge a bullet?
It was surreal, in the moments it left his barrel time stopped and I could move freely. I ran upstairs as Stacy screamed for her father to stop. Miss Mathews trying to hold him back, but he just came after me. I ran to Stacy's room and reached the window. I pulled it up, with all the strength I could muster. I was losing my shit, even though what I was able to do was beyond comprehension, and probably had nothing to with lust. Having said that, I'd heard stories of possession humans having superhuman strength, speed, telepathy and so on. They all sound like folklore until you're a half demon being chased down by an all too trigger-happy cop.
The window wasn't budging, so I wrapped my fist in my clothes and smashed through. I turned to see the cop aim my way. His red face, displaying his rage, as he pulled again. It wasn't an error, or a mistake, or a dream. Time really did stop, but only the moment when he took his shot. Not before, not after, just when my life was in danger. Once again, like clockwork, I dropped to the floor as the bullet went out the open window.
"What the fuck, boy how... do you keep."
I didn't have time to let him finish as I slid down the roof and to the backyard where I landed on my fit.
"I don't know what crazy shit you're on, but don't you ever let me catch you in my house again, you hear me!" Mr Mathews wasn't done, and he shot one last bullet, just for good effect, as I ran out to my motorcycle.
The gravity of what just happened wasn't lost on me, it was a crazy set of events. Not just being shot at but the fact that my body seemed to be superhuman. On condition, it also made me wonder that if I knew so little about this ability to infuse lust in to people's mind. Who is to say I'm not constantly doing that with my presence. What if by some chance it never really stops. It would explain why more and more ladies seem to toss themselves at me. Although realistically, it's just Joleen and Stacy's mom.
I didn't know what to do, I tested it on my own mother now she often wants me to make out with after I come from school. I wasn't complaining too much, but I had only scratched the surface of what was going on with me. I needed to figure it out, and I guess I'd have to start where it all began. I rode to Ellie's place, this was my first time ever being here. Ellie's address was something I memorised when I took a glance at the teacher's class list. The house was big, much bigger than mine. I wondered if Ellie's parents were some big shot or something. It took some time to get over the big wall they had, and even more so to avoid security. I could hear them, exactly where they were.
It was late, and I mean normally I'd be tired after two bouts of sex. Unfortunately, sex seems to give me more energy, so I was well awake. I was about to knock on the door, but realised Ellie was probably not allowed to have boy visitors this late. This was the first time I decided to use my hearing, and I pushed my ear to the wall to hear her voice. It came from upstairs, and I slowly climbed the 3-storey house to get there. Once I got to the ledge, I knocked on the window. Ellie lay reading on her bed, she wore a pair of tiny shorts and a pink my little pony T-shirt. Her room had stock standard colours.
I knocked once again and Ellie spotted me. Her worried face made me realise that this was a bit nuts of me. Ellie opened the window and quickly pulled me in.
"What are you doing here, and what happened to your face?"
"My face?" I asked her back, confused. Ellie opened her dresser and brought a mirror, and then showed me the scar on my cheek. It probably was the bullet that almost hit my head, but I couldn't tell her that. At least not yet.
"That's not important right now."
Ellie rubbed the wound, not able to functioning until it was healed.
"What are you doing here Mikey?" She finally asked.
"So I need to tell you something, and even though I'm not supposed to. You have to know so that I know if you really like me or if this is all just some bullshit."
Ellie got up and pulled some cotton from her dresser and some alcohol. It didn't seem she was able to focus without mending my wound. I sat by and watched her clean it before placing a bandage on my cheek. I kept quiet, not wanting to distract her from what she was doing. I was worried maybe if I told her I'd burn into ash, but this had almost all felt like meaningless revenge sex.
"Ellie, please, can we talk now."
Ellie let me lie on the bed, and she lay on my chest.
"I'm listening." Ellie said, with anticipation. I didn't know where to start, maybe from after the library with her. It took a while to muster up the courage, I didn't say anything until a minute or so later.
I explained to her that my last test was mom, it was just a test, but mom responded much like she did. Made out with me and even gave me a blow job. I then explained dad giving me the bike and how I was some sort of demon. A lust demon, and that I fed on sexual energy.
There were times throughout my explanations I expected Ellie to say something, like, 'bullshit,' or, 'you're so full of it.' There were times I expected to be disgusted and tell me to leave, but she lay there listening to me. I explained to her how my disdain for aunt Susan led me to fuck her silly and essentially put her in a trance where she can't say no to sex with me. How I did the same to Stacy, and that's why I was looking for her.
How I was having sex with her mom, and the scar was because her dad came home and tried to kill me. Ellie was probably in shock, but she didn't really say much. Once I was done, she sat up and hugged her knees.
"So you fucked all those girls before me?"
"I... I mean, yes but trust me I don't love any of them."
"What about Joleen?" Ellie asked.
"We, make out from time to time. I'm sort of the reason she came to our school, I made her have sex with some random guy on the bus."
Ellie looked at me, the first look off her face since this conversation started. Her watery eyes from earlier, staring right into my soul. It was also a look of surprise, like something clicked in her mind.
"So that weird bus incident on the news, that was you."
I nodded. "I didn't know it was that powerful, and I was so shocked I ran off instead of cleaning the mess. I didn't mean to do that, so I've been trying to be Joleen's friend. I think what I did to her has made her need regular sexual attention."
Ellie looked away, then lay on the bed facing away.
"Why didn't you, use your powers on me to get me to have sex with you?"
