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The young woman walked around the corner and willed herself visible, before walking back to her father. This time he looked at her. “I could’ve sworn you were right in front of me,” he said with a smile. “What’s up, Honey?”
“Oh, I just forgot to say hi to you… so hi,” Clara said awkwardly.
“Okay,” he said, looking confused. “Hi.”
Clara nodded and went back to her room. She closed the door and leaned against it, trying to slow her heart. She had a magic notebook. She could do anything.
Clara picked up her pen again and rested it on the paper. “No one will die of hunger ever again,” she scribbled excitedly. The words suddenly turned a blood red. They glowed brightly before fading into nothingness. Okay…. She guessed it couldn’t do big things. Clara calmed down a bit as she realized there were rules, but what were they? She needed to test it out some more. As she considered it, she remembered something. “I will not become pregnant,” Clara wrote, hoping it would work. She felt a strange tingling sensation near her gut and assumed it had. Then she wrote down “Andy will tell John what happened and John will be okay with it. Andy will still love John and John will share him with me”.
Those loose ends tied up, Clara began to write another fantasy. She stopped halfway through. Was this right? She was fucking with people’s lives. But, Andy hadn’t seemed unhappy and as long as she fixed things so that everyone was okay it was fine. Clara knew she was making excuses, but she couldn’t just not use this power. She finished writing. Now she just had to wait.
Clara turned invisible and wandered into her brother, Nick’s, room. He was writing an essay on his computer. After a while he got up and walked downstairs, Clara following invisibly. He came over to his dad on the couch. “Hey, I’m going to go take a shower. Do you want to help?”.
Clara held her breath, waiting for her father’s reply. “Sure, son,” he said, as if it was a completely normal question. He got up and the two walked into her dad’s bathroom, which was much larger than the one the siblings shared. They began to undress after turning on the shower. Clara’s brother, a year older than her, was on the better side of average. His skin was a bit darker than her’s, taking after his mother more. He was a bit out of shape, but not fat and he could look handsome in the right angle. He wore his curly hair long, the tips of his hair brushing his shoulders. Nick liked rock bands and tried to emulate their rebellious look, sporting some piercings and tattoos. Clara’s father meanwhile, was a pretty basic white business man nearing his 50s. He was more fit than his son, owing to his workouts at the gym everyday. And, as Clara found out, was much more well endowed.
The two men stepped into the shower while Clara watched. She had written that they would not close the shower curtain and they did not. “Let me soap you up,” her dad said, grabbing the body wash. He squirted some into his hands and rubbed them together. Nick stepped forward, smiling a bit. His dad ran his hands across his body. They roamed from his chest, stopping a bit to run his thumb across his nipples, down to his stomach, then lower, hovering just above his now half hard cock. Then his father skipped over it, running down his thighs. Clara’s dad crouched down, his face level with his son’s crotch as he soaped up his son’s calves and the feet. He got up suddenly. “Turn around,” he ordered. Nick turned with his back to his father, who grabbed more soap. He ran his hands over his back and to his shoulders, massaging them gently. Nick’s dad nuzzled his neck a bit and Nick leaned back to allow him more access. After kissing his son’s neck, he ran his hand down to the boy’s ass, rubbing it gently. His thumb pressed against Nick’s asshole, causing him to gasp. After soaping up his son’s hole, Clara’s dad moved his hand to Nick’s penis, gently stroking it.
Clara watched, growing more aroused by the second. She put her hand to her own crotch, rubbing her clit while she watched.
“Do you like that,” she heard her dad say quietly into his son’s ear, still rubbing the boy’s cock.
“Mmmmhmmm, Dad, please keep going,” Nick said.
Her dad smiled and then pressed Nick’s back, gently guiding him against the outcropping holding the soap. Nick bent over, presenting his ass to his father, who was now rubbing his own cock in preparation. He pressed the tip of his penis against the boy’s hole. He grabbed his son’s hips and then, to both Nick and Clara’s surprise, thrust hard into him. Nick yelled out in pleasure and pain as his father thrust into his ass. The man slowly pulled out again until just the tip was still inside before pushing forward again just as forcefully. He began to fuck his son hard, pounding into his ass mercilessly. Clara masturbated furiously as the room was filled with the sound of the slapping of her father’s thighs against her brother’s ass intermingled with the couple’s moans and grunts and the running water.
“Oh god, I’m so close. Dad keep going,” Nick yelled. His father complied, continuing his forceful fucking until Nick let out a gasp. The young man ejaculated, his cum swept away by the water. His father kept going for a couple minutes before he too came, deep into his son’s asshole. The older man collapsed on top of his son, breathing raggedly. For a while they stayed like that, but eventually the two of them got up. They finished the shower and stepped out, Clara moving out of their way invisibly.
Nick grinned at his dad. “That was great!”
Clara’s father began to towel off. “Yeah, but don’t tell your sister,” he said without a hint of guilt over having fucked his own son.
Clara left, moving as quietly as she could back to her room before locking the door and finishing herself off. Stifling a moan, she came to a climax for the second time that night. This was going to be fun. -->
“Oh, I just forgot to say hi to you… so hi,” Clara said awkwardly.
“Okay,” he said, looking confused. “Hi.”
Clara nodded and went back to her room. She closed the door and leaned against it, trying to slow her heart. She had a magic notebook. She could do anything.
Clara picked up her pen again and rested it on the paper. “No one will die of hunger ever again,” she scribbled excitedly. The words suddenly turned a blood red. They glowed brightly before fading into nothingness. Okay…. She guessed it couldn’t do big things. Clara calmed down a bit as she realized there were rules, but what were they? She needed to test it out some more. As she considered it, she remembered something. “I will not become pregnant,” Clara wrote, hoping it would work. She felt a strange tingling sensation near her gut and assumed it had. Then she wrote down “Andy will tell John what happened and John will be okay with it. Andy will still love John and John will share him with me”.
Those loose ends tied up, Clara began to write another fantasy. She stopped halfway through. Was this right? She was fucking with people’s lives. But, Andy hadn’t seemed unhappy and as long as she fixed things so that everyone was okay it was fine. Clara knew she was making excuses, but she couldn’t just not use this power. She finished writing. Now she just had to wait.
Clara turned invisible and wandered into her brother, Nick’s, room. He was writing an essay on his computer. After a while he got up and walked downstairs, Clara following invisibly. He came over to his dad on the couch. “Hey, I’m going to go take a shower. Do you want to help?”.
Clara held her breath, waiting for her father’s reply. “Sure, son,” he said, as if it was a completely normal question. He got up and the two walked into her dad’s bathroom, which was much larger than the one the siblings shared. They began to undress after turning on the shower. Clara’s brother, a year older than her, was on the better side of average. His skin was a bit darker than her’s, taking after his mother more. He was a bit out of shape, but not fat and he could look handsome in the right angle. He wore his curly hair long, the tips of his hair brushing his shoulders. Nick liked rock bands and tried to emulate their rebellious look, sporting some piercings and tattoos. Clara’s father meanwhile, was a pretty basic white business man nearing his 50s. He was more fit than his son, owing to his workouts at the gym everyday. And, as Clara found out, was much more well endowed.
The two men stepped into the shower while Clara watched. She had written that they would not close the shower curtain and they did not. “Let me soap you up,” her dad said, grabbing the body wash. He squirted some into his hands and rubbed them together. Nick stepped forward, smiling a bit. His dad ran his hands across his body. They roamed from his chest, stopping a bit to run his thumb across his nipples, down to his stomach, then lower, hovering just above his now half hard cock. Then his father skipped over it, running down his thighs. Clara’s dad crouched down, his face level with his son’s crotch as he soaped up his son’s calves and the feet. He got up suddenly. “Turn around,” he ordered. Nick turned with his back to his father, who grabbed more soap. He ran his hands over his back and to his shoulders, massaging them gently. Nick’s dad nuzzled his neck a bit and Nick leaned back to allow him more access. After kissing his son’s neck, he ran his hand down to the boy’s ass, rubbing it gently. His thumb pressed against Nick’s asshole, causing him to gasp. After soaping up his son’s hole, Clara’s dad moved his hand to Nick’s penis, gently stroking it.
Clara watched, growing more aroused by the second. She put her hand to her own crotch, rubbing her clit while she watched.
“Do you like that,” she heard her dad say quietly into his son’s ear, still rubbing the boy’s cock.
“Mmmmhmmm, Dad, please keep going,” Nick said.
Her dad smiled and then pressed Nick’s back, gently guiding him against the outcropping holding the soap. Nick bent over, presenting his ass to his father, who was now rubbing his own cock in preparation. He pressed the tip of his penis against the boy’s hole. He grabbed his son’s hips and then, to both Nick and Clara’s surprise, thrust hard into him. Nick yelled out in pleasure and pain as his father thrust into his ass. The man slowly pulled out again until just the tip was still inside before pushing forward again just as forcefully. He began to fuck his son hard, pounding into his ass mercilessly. Clara masturbated furiously as the room was filled with the sound of the slapping of her father’s thighs against her brother’s ass intermingled with the couple’s moans and grunts and the running water.
“Oh god, I’m so close. Dad keep going,” Nick yelled. His father complied, continuing his forceful fucking until Nick let out a gasp. The young man ejaculated, his cum swept away by the water. His father kept going for a couple minutes before he too came, deep into his son’s asshole. The older man collapsed on top of his son, breathing raggedly. For a while they stayed like that, but eventually the two of them got up. They finished the shower and stepped out, Clara moving out of their way invisibly.
Nick grinned at his dad. “That was great!”
Clara’s father began to towel off. “Yeah, but don’t tell your sister,” he said without a hint of guilt over having fucked his own son.
Clara left, moving as quietly as she could back to her room before locking the door and finishing herself off. Stifling a moan, she came to a climax for the second time that night. This was going to be fun. -->
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