Max and the Lamp 02
Max woke the next morning feeling refreshed and horny. He rose and stretched, realizing he had slept with the lamp. As he held it, he felt a slight vibration and low hum. Weird, he thought and set it on his desk. I need a shower he decided. He sniffed his fingers and could still smell the scent of his sister's pussy.
In the shower, he masturbated. His thoughts were chaotic. At first, he thought of his sister and her pert, young body. He wanted to fuck her, but soon, he was focused on the soft, full curves of his Mom. He could imagine her legs wrapped around his waist as she thrust into her wet pussy. He exploded in the shower. Wow, that's a lot of cum. More than usual.
After dressing in gym shorts and a tank top, he went downstairs. His Mom was in the kitchen. He watched her for a minute as she moved. She was dressed in a short red sundress. He enjoyed watching her tight butt move under the dress.
RING! RING!
He jumped as his phone rang. His Mom whirled around.
"Oh, Max. You startled me," she gasped. "Good morning, sweetie!"
"Morning, Mom."
RING! RING!
"Let me get this, it's Leroy."
He walked into the dining rom. "Hey, Leroy. What's going on?"
"Max, bro! You finally awake? I'm on my way over. Let's hang out today."
"Sure. It's Sunday, you got a plan?
"Maybe hit the pool and check out the babes. They'll be there working on their tans for the summer. All those hot chicks putting themselves on display for us!"
Max laughed. "I'm sure you and I are at the top of their list, Leroy. But I'm good with that. You got wheels?
"Yeah, Mom lent me her car. See you in a few."
"Later, dude."
Max hung up and walked back into the kitchen.
His Mom sat a plate on the table. "Made you some eggs and bacon. Toast is up in a sec. Want juice or milk?"
"Thanks, Mom. Juice is fine." He ate several bites, then said, "What are you doing today?"
She smiled at him, "Not much, honey. Might work on the roses and get some more sun. Then Melody and I are planning to see that new chick flick at the Plaza. You OK with ordering pizza tonight."
"Sure, Mom. Leroy and I are going to the pool and hang out. Where's sis?"
"She's working early today. Said she might go out with Derek after that." Max nodded. His sister worked at a small coffee shop in town.
He heard the doorbell ring and the front door opened.
"Leroy Jenkins has arrived!"
His Mom laughed. "We're in the kitchen, Leroy." Leroy sauntered in. He was a tall black boy with a short afro haircut. In his swim suit and tank top, it was clear he was toned and muscled.
"Hello, Mrs. Powers. Wow, you are looking fine! All that working out at the gym is making you a hot mom." Leroy smiled at her.
"Leroy, you smooth talker, don't make me blush. I do feel better and have more energy now." His mom did blush slightly, and he noticed her eyes linger on his body. Leroy seemed not to notice as he sat down and grabbed a piece of Max's toast.
"She's certainly getting me hot," Leroy said under his breath.
"Hey, stop talking about my mom like that." Max said in a low voice.
"Want me to fix you something, Leroy?", his mom asked.
"No thanks, Mrs. Powers. I've had my breakfast," he smiled at Ivy. He looked at Max and raised his eyebrows up and down.
Max socked him in the arm. "Knock it off, asshole. Let me get my suit and we'll head out."
Max went upstairs and grabbed his suit and wallet. When he got back downstairs, he heard his mom laugh. He peeked around the corner. His mom and Leroy were standing side by side at the sink as they washed and dried the dishes. Max noticed that Leroy's hip was touching his Mom.
Whoa, is Leroy putting the moves on mom? And Mom looks a little flustered. Interesting.
"Hey, Leroy, when you're finished doing the dishes, there's some other chores you could do," Max said as he walked into the room.
Leroy moved away from his mom quickly. "Hah, just paying her back for all the meals she cooked for me."
"Yes, Leroy is a gentleman. You could learn something from him," his Mom said.
"OK, Mom. We'll be at the pool for a while," Max said.
"Have a nice time, boys." Ivy watched them leave.
Leroy was a real smoothie, she thought. He was not shy, and she remembered how his hip had touched hers at the sink. He can't be interested in Max's mom, can he? Wonder how big he is? Ohh, you bad woman, you. She felt her pussy through her dress. It was so soaking wet that it was drooling down her legs. I need to go upstairs to take care of this.
***
It was a clear day and starting to get hot, so the pool was already crowded when Max and Leroy got there. It took a few minutes to find some empty pool chairs and sit down.
Leroy looked around. "Look around, my friend. All that fine feminine flesh on display!"
Max had to agree. There were a lot of girls and women lounging around and in the pool. "Yeah, buddy. Some young things and some MILFs here today."
"Over there, look at Sally Cramer. Man, she's leaving nothing uncovered," Leroy said.
Max watched a young girl waltz along the pool edge. Sally Cramer was the same age as his sister, but the brunette was more developed. The suit struggled to hold her tits inside and it barely covered her cunt. He could see some hairs peeking out. She must have sensed their laser stares because she looked over at them and waved, before jumping in the pool.
"Oh, my lord. I won't be able to walk for a while or my boner will scare all the kids," Leroy said in a whisper.
"You and me both. She is the hottest thing I've seen so far," Max said.
As the day wore on, Max and Leroy continued to scope out the babes and generally have fun relaxing. At one point, Max had dozed off in his pool chair.
"Well, Max Powers, how are you doing today?" Max heard a woman's voice say. Max opened his eyes to see an attractive black woman looking down on him. Her dark hair, fixed in long braids sprinkled with beads, framed her face and trailed down to her rather large breasts. She stood with her hands on her ample hips, smiling at him.
"Hi, Mrs. Jenkins! I'm doing great, thanks! And you?" He asked as he sat up. Mrs. Jenkins sat down at the end of his lounge chair.
"Doing just fine, Max. And please call me Melody. Haven't seen you over at the house much?"
"Yeah, just been busy," Max said. "And Leroy was at that basketball camp, so that's another reason I wasn't stopping by."
"Ah, honey, you can stop by anytime. Speaking of Leroy, is he here?" Mrs. Jenkins shaded her eyes and looked around. Max looked around, too, and finally spotted him at the far end of the pool, talking to a group of girls.
"There he is," he pointed. Melody looked and shook her head.
"I swear, that boy is always putting the moves on someone." She looked back at Max. "I need to talk to him about a few things." She leaned down and give him a quick kiss on his cheek. Max felt the solid swell of her breast press on his arm. She stood up and smiled at him. "Bye, honey."
"Bye, Melody." Max watched her walk away.
Melody had always seemed affectionate, but he wondered if that was something else. Maybe another person to show the lamp, he thought? He felt himself start to grow hard, and shook his head. I better take a quick dip to stay calm.
Not long afterwards, Leroy came back. "Hey, Max, I need to take off soon. Mom reminded me that we're going to my Aunt Rebecca's for dinner."
"Sure, buddy. We can go anytime," Max said.
In a few minutes, they left. Leroy dropped Max at his house and sped off.
No one was home yet. Mom had left a note on the fridge saying she would be out late at the movies with Melody and had left some money for him and Jenny to order pizza. He figured he'd wait till Jenny got home to order pizza. He went to his room. The lamp was sitting on his desk. Max picked it up. It was warm and he could still feel the slight warmth. And heard the hum again. He rubbed along the etched characters, wondering what they meant.
"You wished to speak".
"Shit", Max exclaimed and whirled around. The woman stood in front of him. "Why do you do that?
"You activated the lamp. If you rub the activation symbols, I will appear." The woman smiled.
"Oh, well that's good to know." He sat the lamp down.
The hologram moved closer. "I noted you used the lamp to initiate activity last night. Were you pleased with its function?"
Max smiled. "Yeah, it seemed to help out. Does it work like that every time?"
"Yes, to some degree. Some partners will be more affected and others less. Factors such as previous romantic feelings, current levels of sexual satisfaction, intoxication intensity could speed the process. Conversely, factors such as familial connection, societal norms, or previous negative interactions could make sexual progress more difficult."
"Hmmm. So, if a woman likes me, is not getting any sex, and is intoxicated, what would be different?"
"It's likely that your partner's inhibitions would be lowered significantly, and your suggestions as to more taboo sexual activity would be met with little resistance." The woman looked at Max and asked, "Was your activity last night with one of your family members?"