John 1 Theft

The 'John' stories are a continuation of 'The Event' series. I will continue to toy with both sexual and moral themes in this series. This is a work of fiction where any offence is unintended.

John 1 -- Theft.

It was Saturday morning and John was sat in his boxer shorts working in Amanda's home office, urgently trying to put his thoughts down on paper whilst also going over the events of the last 24 hours. His meeting with Rob the Robin had confirmed that he was now gifted and that his dreams were partly true in the sense that he now held all the abilities he experienced within the dreams, the people he dreamt of existed but his future actions did not have to reflect those of the dreams.

John had asked Rob what his purpose was having been granted powers and the answer was essentially for John to decide. Rob would cast no judgement nor set an expectation; the powers granted were a gift granted in return for the extraordinary kindness John had bestowed on Rob.

What Rob knew though was that John had a sufficiently strong moral compass and a set of frustrations with the way the world was managed by its leaders that it was inevitable that John would become a force for good.

~

John had crept out of his double bed leaving Amanda and her mum Pilar wrapped together, sleeping off the exertions of the previous evening. John briefly turned his thoughts to a moment in the evening, well after he'd returned to reality with his cock still embedded in Amanda's fine bum, where he'd alternated between fucking Amanda and then Pilar as they knelt next to each other, holding hands as John rode them through numerous climaxes until he'd coated their bums with great globs of his cum.

Bringing his concentration back to the present he continued to develop a mind map he was drawing out on a piece of A3 paper. He'd been toying with how best to direct his powers to 'improve' the world, playing around with a set of guiding principles he could refer back to in order to keep himself on the right path. He wasn't religious but he'd started looking for guidance in that field; he found the inclusion of 'lust' in the seven deadly sins to be incompatible with his current lifestyle, the 10 commandments seemed out of date, so he was developing his own list of ideals. His scribbles included tackling things he hoped most people would agree on, such as theft, extortion, kidnap, murder, war, blatant exploitation of people and the planet, corruption and drugs. He was sure the list would get added to but, for now, he was going to start with theft where he'd had an idea.

~

Computer code was now something John was extremely proficient in, and his morning's work was consumed in the development of a virus he intended to infect all computer systems with. This virus wasn't malicious, but the intention was to launch a very sophisticated piece of code that would latch on to malicious software, allowing him to work back to its origin. He'd been inspired to write this code following a series of news stories where ransomware was being targeted towards honest businesses. John knew the reported incidents probably represented the tip of the iceberg and, for many vulnerable users, there would be a litany of sad stories too small to make the news but devastating for those effected.

His laptop was whirring away as it assimilated the code he had input at lightning speed and John was debating what to do once he'd snagged someone or something when Amanda appeared at the door of the office wearing her dressing gown, making the towelling robe look fabulous somehow.

"Mama told me to come get you, apparently it's unhealthy to work at the weekend." Amanda slid out of the robe and then climbed on to John's lap, naked, her legs draped around his waist as she kissed him, "please, baby, come back to bed."

John immediately got hard as his beautiful Amanda snuggled into him, her large pert breasts rubbing his bare chest and distracting him. Rome wasn't built in a day he mused as he started to play with her nipples, tugging them gently as he kissed her, causing her to moan with pleasure.

"You really shouldn't interrupt me when I'm working Amanda," he said as he twisted one nipple, eliciting a little screech from Amanda.

"So punish me John, for being a naughty lady, offering my body to you when you are trying to work on a rest day." John could feel her warm, moist pussy through his thin boxer shorts, and it was proving harder to contain himself as she bounced her beautiful body over him.

"Has the cat got your tongue John?" she asked, whilst using her hands to mimic cats ears and her tongue to lick his nose which was enough to move him in to action. John grabbed Amanda by the waist, tickling her so her legs flailed about, then moved her so she was sat on the desk with her legs spread around his waist as he stood up. He lifted her chin and continued to hold it as he kissed her, keeping their lips tight together, muffling her as she complained as he twisted her nipple again.

"That hurt John," she said as she pulled apart.

"I'm trying to teach you a lesson, so it should. Maybe you'd prefer it if I spanked your beautiful behind?"

"You can try but I didn't say I didn't enjoy having my nipples pulled did I? Feel me."

John followed Amanda's instruction and traced one finger through her pussy lips to find she was soaking wet.

"That didn't work as a punishment did it?" John said, causing her to shriek as he pushed her back, so she was lying on her back on the desk. He grabbed both her ankles in one hand, pushed her legs back and then swatted her bare bum with his free hand. He continued to do this for 5 or 6 slaps when her bum started to turn pinker. He then opened her legs then pushed them back at the knee with both hands so she was spread open, glistening in the light that came through the curtains. He bent his head down and swiped his tongue through her lips to find she was even wetter than before.

"That didn't work either." He spied a ruler on her desk which he grabbed.

"In my dream I spanked your pussy you know. And your clit. Do you like the sound of that?"

"Please John no, that will definitely hurt me."

"But it will teach you a lesson then."

"I'll scream and mama will come, and she'll be angry."

"And if you do that, I'll do the same to her, so the decision is yours...be quiet and except your punishment or be bratty and I'll teach you a lesson through your mama as well." He swatted one of her buttocks with the ruler, hard enough for it to make a loud slap which she took with a grimace without screaming, "What's it to be Amanda?"

Amanda was quiet for a moment as she thought things through. Her answer came in action before the words as she moved her hands so that they now pulled her pussy wide open, exposing her lips and clit to the air. "I'm sorry sir. Punish me for disturbing your work."

"Apology accepted Amanda and I will show leniency but you need to be shown. Ok?"

"Si, sir. I'm ready."

John removed his boxer shorts as he had grown uncomfortably hard as the scene before him developed and their conversation took the direction towards this point. Amanda looked on at his hard body as he walked around her, readying the ruler, with his long hard cock bouncing in front of him. She was both turned on and worried as she watched his muscles flex as he practiced swings with the ruler, no doubt adding power to his movements for effect.

"Count to ten and say thank you sir after each one and no screaming or other protestations. On ten your punishment is over. Failure to follow these instructions zeroes the count. Understood?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?" Smack.

"Yes sir, I understand."

The first strike with the ruler was not hard but still shocked Amanda as it came down squarely on her pussy making a wet slap. John didn't want to hurt Amanda but his cock was clearly loving this assertion of power as it throbbed and grew deep red as it filled with blood.

John rotated his strokes between her bum cheeks and her pussy, striking with enough force to illicit moans before the requisite 'thank you' and to colour the area but not enough to cause pain. By the sixth stroke Amanda's pussy was quite red and the lips had pulled right back to expose her dark red, wet centre with a trickle of juice dribbling between her buttocks. Her clit was pushed right out, erect and proud of the lips, tempting John to tap it with his ruler.

On the seventh stroke he did just that, he tapped her right on the clit. It was harder than he thought, and Amanda blew out air before saying thank you.

The eight and ninth strokes were directed to her clit again but with less power, he was saving that for the tenth and final one. Unseen to Amanda John had now brought his cock to within millimetres of her cunt and, as he brought down the ruler with a slap on her clit, he pushed himself inside her simultaneously, causing her to shout out her thank you as he drove himself home. John dropped the ruler and taking a firm grip of her thighs started to power in and out of her pussy.

Amanda's shouts had clearly roused her mum at some point as she was now stood at the door, playing with her own pussy, as she watched her daughter being thoroughly fucked by John, this new power who had entered their house, bringing the promise of legends and great passion with him. She hoped that she too might be on the receiving end of his passion again soon, her pussy still tingling from the work out he'd given them both last night.

Amanda was tossing her head from side to side now, her climax building, as she strummed her angry red clit with her left hand whilst pulling her nipples with her right. Pilar's eyes were now drawn to Amanda's body where she noticed how red her nipples looked and saw the pink lines that had developed across Amanda's pussy. The realisation of what they represented brought back her own happy memories of her husband asserting himself, usually my spanking her with a slipper whilst she bent over his lap. What John had done to Amanda was a stage beyond this and she quaked at the thought of him doing the same to her. Pilar's orgasm washed over her causing her to moan loudly and her legs to wobble slightly, drawing the attention of both John and Amanda.

John was unperturbed but Amanda was slightly ashamed to think her mum would see her so exposed and vulnerable, having been punished by her man who was now fucking her hard in front of her mama.

"Oh mama, no, you can't see me like this." Amanda's face was contorted as her orgasm started to rip through her, her distress gone but a little shame added as she felt her pussy explode with an almighty squirting fit. She continued to ride her orgasm as John pumped his spunk inside her, his own climax arriving as the ladies in his life began theirs. He immediately went down on Amanda, kissing her clit tenderly before tonguing his cum out of her gaping pussy, these acts driving Amanda on with more little orgasms, before he penetrated her again as he'd remained hard.

Pilar was now stroking Amanda's head as she stated, "you are so lucky darling, to have a man like this."

"But he spanked me mama, on my pussy and my clitty. Look."

"I can see but I believe he did this because he loves you. And feel how your heart roars now. You know that he is yours. I am right no?"

Amanda rolled her hips, trying in vain to milk more cum from John, "I guess so mama. I do love you John."

"I love you too Amanda, always have and always will."

As John stood up his prick still retained most of its hardness and Pilar dropped to her knees and held him still by holding his thighs. Pilar then took him in her mouth, sucking him slowly in and out, looking at him with loving eyes as she cleaned his penis with her mouth. John stroked her head with his hand whilst holding her eyes with his own, acknowledging the bond that was developing between them as well.

When Pilar was satisfied that John's penis was clean she stood up and, holding his now hard cock in her palm, said, "Amanda was only acting on my instruction so I would like to offer my apologies as well."

"Thank you but no apology is needed Pilar," John replied whereupon he thought he saw a wave of disappointment cross her face, so he added, "but I sense you'd rather clear the air?"

"Yes, I don't want any hard feelings John. I am happy to accept my punishment."

"Very well Pilar. I won't add to your discomfort though by using this desk again. Let's retire to the lounge, I'd like to try something."

Pilar led the way, pulling John by his cock and holding Amanda's hand. The sofa in the lounge was an l-shape, the kind that was designed for slouching on with its soft cushions. John described how he wanted Pilar to present herself so she was essential lying upside down on the upright section, with her head face up on the seat cushion and her legs apart over the back of the sofa, her pussy presented at height of the back of the sofa. Once she was in place John then direct her hands and legs so she was now holding her legs wide apart up above her head.

"Hold that position Pilar," John said as he ran back to the office to grab the ruler, his cock bouncing up and down as he ran. Once he was back in the room he knelt over Pilar's head and then offered his balls for her to suck which she did enthusiastically.

"Now Pilar, I'm going to spank you like I did Amanda but I'm going to have my cock in your mouth when I do so. Understood?"

Pilar struggled to reply with John's balls in her mouth but John understood her positive reply.

"So, saying thank you will be difficult. Instead, I'll consider any move by you to stop my actions or a cessation in your sucking to be a failure on your part and the count will begin again. Understood?"

Pilar took him all the way into her throat to communicate her acceptance.

John found this position offered him all manner of possibilities and the first strike was to Pilar's left buttock, with the subsequent 3 spanks alternating across each buttock. Pilar's skin seemed to bloom up a little quicker than Amanda's and by the sixth spank John decided to move on. Pilar's stance made getting to her pussy or clit tricky so he looked at Amanda and said, "Amanda darling, your mother has her hands full, so I need your help please."

Amanda stopped playing with herself and moved over to the back of the sofa, looking down on her mother deepthroating John, whose eyes were watering from both the spanking and John's cock pushing in to her throat.

"I'd like you to pull your mother's pussy lips apart please darling, that's it. Thank you. Hold that pose please."

John licked 2 fingers on his right hand and played with Pilar's lips and clit, gently stroking them and exciting them, much to Pilar's approval as she moaned around his cock. Pilar tensed slightly as she felt his fingers withdraw, reading herself for the imminent spanking.

The seventh strike came down squarely on the top of her pussy and her clit, making a wet slap as the plastic connected with her wetness. John could feel her throat ripple around his cockhead but was pleased she remained focused on her task. He rubbed her clit again with wet fingers, enjoying how she hummed with approval around his cock as he did so, before pulling the fingers away to administer the eighth stroke.

Pilar was breathing hard now, clearly excited by the sensations she was experiencing and, by the ninth strike, John's fingers were edging her ever close to a climax. John stood up on the cushion and turned around, so he was now looking down on Pilar with his cock waving over her exposed pussy, Amanda's fingers still pulling her mothers' lips apart.

Taking his cock he pushed himself inside Pilar, just the head, so her pussy was split by his wide helmet and her clit pushed up higher than before. Rather than applying a tenth stroke John gently tapped her clit rapidly with the ruler as he started fucking her, squatting up and down to drive his cock in and out whilst tapping away at her clit. Pilar's eyes rolled up and she inhaled deeply as a massive orgasm consumed her, encouraging John to join her and fill her pussy with his cum as he bottomed out, finding the ability to bring his climax on at his command.

John withdrew from Pilar and clambered off the sofa as Pilar got her breath back. He then collapsed on to the sofa next to her and encouraged Amanda to join him.

"I think mama enjoyed that darling and, look, you can see your cum," Amanda pointed to her mothers' open pussy which was now bubbling with John's cum.

"I enjoyed it too. That looks great doesn't it."

Soon both Pilar and Amanda were snuggled up next to John on the sofa, both of them showing their contentment as they cuddled and stroked. John was reflecting on how weird all this seemed, wondering why this felt so natural, when he found he could sense both their minds as he focused on them. Pilar was still winding down from a massive climax and he could sense how satisfied she felt with him and how much love she poured towards Amanda. Amanda was feeling as much love to her mother, there was no conflict or difficulty in her mind after watching John spank and then fuck her mother and there was huge ball of affection directed towards him. She was a strong woman and John could see this in her mind, her defences were forming around the notion of a family, specifically a family with her and John at the heart. He wasn't going to rush at it like he did in his dream, but John was convinced he'd soon be proposing to her.

Pulling Amanda towards him he kissed her then said, "I've fallen for you darling, big time."

"I know," was her reply as she hugged him.

Pilar tottered off to the bathroom, her hand between her legs as she tried to prevent John's cum dripping on the sofa and carpet.

"Should we join her?" John asked.

"No, why don't we practice making a baby on the sofa, just the two of us."

~

Later that day John applied the finishing touches to his 'virus' and then he watched as he launched in into the ether. He felt excited. His powers gave him hope and Amanda and the thought of family gave him purpose. He wasn't sure what Pilar gave him, but his cock twitched when he remembered fucking them both the previous evening.