Authors note: I think ending it on chapter 4 is a little premature. I might come back to it in the future to add chapters, so if you like this kind of content then add me as a favourite as I've got another series coming out soon.
"Get up, Kyle! You're late!" His mother called from behind his bedroom door.
Kyle rubbed the crust away from his heavy eyelids and glanced at the time. 9:55 it read.
Usually, Kyle would shoot out of bed and throw on any old clothing before going to school. That was before Kyle had gained the power to control peoples minds. It was an unusual power to say the least.
The thought that he could order anyone to do anything that he wanted was really weird to think about. He had the pick of the bunch with any girl he wanted to fuck. He could line them up naked against a wall and rate their bodies. Every perverse thought that came into his mind could become true with just a few words.
He expected his mother to fear him like
his sister Cara did, or had. Yet she didn't. Kyle knew that his mother was disappointed in him, but the days of feeling bad about that had long gone.
Kyle wasn't sure that Cara feared him anymore. He saw another side to her yesterday. She was the quiet one with little to no personality. The thoughts of how her hand felt around his cock filled his mind again, how her small nipples pressed against the silk of her white nightgown and Lindsay... how he'd lost his virginity to his own sister, the oldest, the smartest and the most mature.
He'd fucked a woman, not a girl. He remembered watching his own cock spread apart the folding skin of her lips as he entered her. It looked exactly like the porn movies he always watched. As his hand grasped the firm rod that was his cock, he felt the warmth of her pussy come back to him. He revisited the scene in his head. How Lindsay had licked the underside of his cock to lubricate his shaft for entry. As experienced as she was, she did not take his cock so easily.
Kyle didn't have the type of monster cock that you saw in porn. Yet it still had been the biggest she'd ever seen. He took pride in his girth but not so much his length. His member stood around six inches long but was as thick as a can of bud light and he impaled her with it.
He shut his eyes as he rubbed himself slowly and he could swear that he could still hear her moans. It was so sexy, the way her mouth gaped, how her eyes searching deep into his own as he drove himself inside of her.
She'd cum so hard around him. He felt her walls tighten like a vice. He couldn't help but cum then. His cock had felt so good, better than it had ever felt before. The tingling sensation that cursed through him was nothing like he'd experienced.
As he jerked his cock at the thought of his sister, he heard the unmistakable sound of very loud footsteps thumping towards his bedroom door. He had seconds to react and for some reason he didn't react at all. With his cock firm in his hand, he stared at the door as it opened.
"I said, you're going to be!-"
Kyle's mother had burst into the room. He stared at her, wide eyed and slightly scared. Her eyes followed from his face, down the length of his arm to where her son's fist gripped his penis.
"Kyle! What on earth are you doing!?"She screamed.
Kyle froze.
"I know that you want me to be happy, but how can I be happy with this?!" Her hands covered most of her mouth.
Kyle stared at the agonising look on her face. He'd told her to be happy but everything inside of her body was screaming at her, begging her to be furious. Suddenly she felt a surge of calmness come over her, like a breath of fresh air on a sunny winters day.
Her face twisted into a smile and she sighed. "It's okay, Kyle. It is only natural to masterbate. I do it myself from time to time."
Kyle could not believe what he'd just heard. He noticed how his mom had been looking at anything but his cock. Kyle had not flinched. He kept his hand around his meat and did not dare to move it. Although, he was tempted.
"You... you masterbate... Mom?" He stuttered.
"Of course? Everybody does it." She said it as though she was shocked that Kyle did not know this.
"What's happening in here?" He heard a voice say from behind the open door.
Suddenly Cara had stepped into the bedroom. Her eyes grew wide as her mothers had done only moments before. Her mouth gaped and she immediately looked towards her mother for answers.
"It's okay, Cara. Kyle is just masterbating." She smiled at her youngest daughter.
"But Mom!" She started.
"But what?"
"Kyle has his... his... thing out!?" She pointed at him.
Kyle hadn't moved. His cock stood erect and pointed directly toward the ceiling as he lay back, his fingers still around its base. He looked over to his mother and sister. His mother smiled lovingly, as if there was nothing wrong with the situation that they were in.
"Will you leave me to finish myself off?" He asked pleasantly.
"Of course, sweetie. Come on, Cara. let's leave Kyle to cum in peace." She said as she took hold of her daughters shoulders.
"Leave Cara here, would you?" He asked, sadistically.
"Hmm?" His mother knew what he was getting at.
She had a feeling for some time now what Kyle had been up to. Yet she had no choice but to be happy with it. Her body wouldn't allow her to angry and there was nothing that she could do.
"Why would you want Cara to stay?" She asked, hoping he would not say what she feared.
"To help me out of course." He smiled at her.
Cara watched her face twist and contort but still she sustained her quivering smile. For a moment she just stood there, staring at him. Until she smiled, turned and then left the room.
Cara stood in shock. She couldn't believe Kyle would openly let on to what he had been doing with her two daughters. Cara knew that in the right mind, her mother would have been furious, livid, and she'd have killed him most likely. But she didn't. Instead, she turned and walked away.
Cara didn't know how to feel about it all. Yesterdays events had gotten the better of her. She'd seen her very first penis, live and in the flesh and it belonged to her brother. Her brothers cock was so manly unlike much of himself. It was large, veiny and impressively thick. She couldn't help but stare at it, even while her mother had been in the room with her.
"Shut the door, Cara." Kyle shifted across in the bed as if to make room for her.
Cara gulped. Did she want to do this? Was it right? And did she really care if it wasn't? One thing that she knew was that she had been invited to join Kyle and his cock on the bed. She felt her body move before her mind could make a decision. She wasn't under any sort of compulsion, it was merely her natural instinct to move closer to the throbbing penis that was erect before her eyes.
"Wait..." Kyle stopped her.
"What?" She asked, looking panicked.
Kyles blushing cheeks broadened into a smile.
"Strip."
Cara hadn't thought of that. Kyle had complete power over her and it scared her. She felt real fear around him now. However with that fear, she felt a strong arousal. Last night she hadn't been fully naked and whilst she was half naked, it was against her will at first. Kyle had stripped her of her lower half and ogled at her nakedness. Secretly she'd enjoyed that. The feeling of being powerless, to be taken advantage of. That someone wanted to drink in the sight of her nakedness so bad that they forcefully ripped her clothes from her petite body.
"But..." she started.
"Strip." Kyle said sternly, as he stared deep into her pupils.
Without a moments pause, Cara removed the pink T-shirt that she wore. Kyle watched his youngest sister strip naked beside the bed and he stroked his cock methodically as he stared at the flatness of her muscular tummy.
She had worn a pink woolly shirt that now decorated his carpet. Underneath she wore a small bra, if you could call it that. It looked much like a cotton bralet or a very small crop top. Her nipples pressed against the cotton of the white top and Kyle stared at them. They looked to be pink underneath and he wanted her to remove it from her chest right away.
That was until he drunk in the nakedness of her shoulders. Her sunken collarbones made her look much thinner than she was and two stringy straps of the vest-top that she wore were hooked over her slender shoulders.
"The pants next." He instructed.
She wore dark blue jeans that clung to her skin like film. Her hands took hold of the buttons and she undid them one by one. She then hooked the waistband and tugged then down her thighs to her knees. Kyle felt a fire burning within his being. She wore a thong!? He didn't know she owned such a thing. Thongs were worn by sexually active woman, slutty teens and mature moms that wanted to recapture their youth. Not skinny, virgin teenagers.
He ogled at Cara and he finally begun to look at her as woman. She looked sexy, Kyle had to admit it. The blue thong barely covered her pussy and he swore to himself that he could see the lump of her lip poking out slightly. The interesting thing about Cara was that she had no hair. There was no stubbly areas around her crotch that he could see and it looked smooth to the touch. Soon Cara stood in just her underbra and a tight blue thong.
"You look hot." He stated.
"Thank you." She smiled at that.
"Get on the bed with me" Kyle said as he scooted over a little more.
He watched as she bent down to get onto the bed. The bralet she wore hung a little loose but there was no chance of seeing her tits. They were far too small and too tight to the cotton to make out the pink of her nipples.
Cara scooted over next to her already naked brother. It looked even bigger up close and she felt the affects of her arousal overcome her body just like it had done the day before. She stared at the engorged head. She felt a sudden rush of wetness between her thighs and a small twinge at the top of her vagina.
Kyle jerked his cock faster now, enjoying the way that Cara was looking at him. He was slumped down a little in the bed while she had her back pretty much against the backboard. His head was level with the small mounds that she called breasts. Her thin erect nipples poked out against the cotton top that she wore and Kyle stared.
"Lift your shirt... slowly." He whispered to her.
Cara felt the compulsion take over and although she wasn't sure if she wanted to or not, it did not matter. Her hands pinched the underside of he top and she tugged the cotton-like bra upwards over her small breasts.
Kyle jerked his cock furiously as his little sisters tits were practically in his face. They weren't big by any stretch of the imagination. Yet they did have a small roundness to them, as though they were trying to appear larger than what they were. Her small mounds were centred with tiny pink nipples that Kyle couldn't tear his eyes from. Everything about her was petite, even her nipples. They weren't thick like Lindsay's. They were small and only a little thicker than his own. Her areoles were small too and they circled her small nubs.
"Wow." He said.
"I know they're not as big as Lindsay's." She said, as if to let herself down easy.
"No, Cara... they're cute, hot, sexy." He could find plenty more words to describe them.
"You really think so?" She beamed.
