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Malachar's CurseChapter 5: Hitting The Motherlode free porn video
Sunday, July 16th, 2006, Boston Massachusetts
I slowly awoke as bright sunlight shone down upon my face. My room was a furnace, and even though I was lying naked above my sheets, I was boiling. Having the warm naked body of my sister draped across me certainly didn’t help any. The memory from my crazy ass day yesterday came flooding in. I’d made love with Sheila, my brand new girlfriend, and then took my baby sister’s virginity. After that, I seduced my other sister, fucking the shit out of her with Heather watching.
We’d fallen asleep and had been rudely awoken by our mother screaming at us. I’d calmed her down, and then she’d given me the most erotic blow job that I’d ever had. And to think that just three days ago, I’d barely ever had any real incestuous thoughts. Okay, I’d had some, but I’m pretty sure that a little fantasy when growing up around three hot women was normal. Acting upon it was a way different story, and not every guy had a magical ring that could get people to do what they wanted.
Thinking about magical rings, I wondered how much that I’d charged it up to by now. I held my hand up to my face as I focused my still sleepy eyes upon it; the ring was almost fully charged, the coils were wrapped up pretty tightly. I’m sure that if I had one more session with any of my three ladies that it would be coiled to their chins.
We should make a serious effort to practice your abilities today. You also need to think about who might be a good fifth person to join your mother and sisters. From looking at your memories, either your ex-girlfriend or your best friend’s girl would be the best choice. Do you intend to keep Sheila?
Hmmm, I guess that I should tell you this now so that maybe it will be easier for you to deal with down the road. I think that you still believe that your life is going to stay normal. It is already way past that. You need to start thinking about the future if you want to survive. They will find you sooner rather than later.
Abby stirred a little in her sleep, so I pulled her tightly to me while squeezing one of her awesome tits, causing her to sigh contentedly. I absent-mindedly started stroking her back. Waking up with her in my arms was so satisfying. I had only managed to sleep in the same bed with a girl a couple of times in the past, and I loved it then, and I loved it even more so now. Having a lover next to me all night was something that I wouldn’t want to go without again.
First things first, get whatever normalcy you think that you and your loved ones will be living from this point onward out of your head. Your sisters, your Mom, and whoever the other two people are that will become part of your Hydra will not be going back to school, work, or have regular relationships... Great question, I hope you figure that out and soon. The last time I had a host was before this worker ant society that Humanity has built up had appeared. My host simply used his ability to consolidate a power base. He took over a Barony and lived off the peasants as all the powerful did back then. Well, to be honest, they still do, but the set up is way different.Bugger the thief in his own house, take his daughter and take his spouse, steal his gold if you be so bold, and don’t forget to silence his mouth.
Look, I told you that I can’t fucking help it; you don’t need to hurt my feelings about it! Especially if you want my advice, I could just let you get yourself killed along with your family and wait for the next sap to find the ring in a few centuries.
I could feel him turn his back on me in my own mind, weird.
Fine, I accept your apology, but if you don’t think that I suffer from myself, well, I don’t! I personally believe that having Tourettes is fun, spouting random nonsense is at least mildly entertaining, and it’s not as if I have my own body to do things with. I know! So cool, isn’t it! I learned a long time ago how to manipulate the brain into hearing things internally. Okay, let’s get serious for a minute. Of course, I’m going to help you! I think that you might be the first ringbearer to actually have a real chance at breaking my curse and freeing me. We need to make a plan of attack or defense or whatever. You need serious training; you need to be as sharp mentally as your dick gets hard. You need to be able to use your ability instantly in response to an attack, and you need to know how to choose which energy to use and how much power to apply it with.Consider this: you want to screw the hot girl selling burritos at the food court in the mall. You want to do it on the spot, and you want to do it in a way that keeps her out of trouble and doesn’t mess her head up afterward. So, tell me, how would you do it?
No, she has a fellow cashier and a cook in the back, let’s say.
“Mmmm, good morning, Jake!” Abby said as she stretched languidly and gave me a peck on the lips. “Wow, this is really nice! I’ve never woke up with someone before. Mmmm, I love it!”
“Morning, Abs! How’d you sleep, love?” I replied warmly. My heart ached pleasantly as I realized just how much I truly loved her all over again.
“Amazingly! I never want to sleep without you and Heather next to me again!” she said perkily. She rolled over on top of me and started playfully kissing all over my face and chest, giggling the whole while.
“God, I love you, Abby!” I said as I grabbed her ass and squeezed while chuckling at her antics.
Yes, I did. I was wondering if you’d be able to tell. I’m glad that you’re not upset because I certainly don’t regret it, nor will I ever undo it. It’s better for you and your mental state if you genuinely love them as spouses, mates, or whatever you want to call it. While I was easily able to manipulate your desire for them sexually, you still had a mental block about whether incest was right or wrong.I worked through your subconscious to manipulate how you felt about them in your limbic system. It was surprisingly easy. I simply mutated the natural love you already had, plus I ramped up the attraction that you felt for them until the two were swirled together in a real love potion, and then I made your brain swallow every last drop of it. Voila, no more issues about whether what you’re doing with them is right or wrong, especially when it comes to your Mom; she was the biggest hurdle for you.
What? You actually thanked me? Shit, I hope Hell’s not feezing over! Oh, and just to clarify, you are in love with them. You’re not feeling something false. It’s as real as if you did it on your own. Now, answer my scenario, how would you use your ability to fuck the Burrito girl.
“What do you want to do today, Jake?” Abby asked me right as she slid down to lie on top of me so that her blue-grey eyes were an inch from mine, and our noses were touching.
“I’d like to go shopping at the mall. Correction, I’d like to take you and Heather shopping at the mall,” I replied as I kissed her and lost myself in her gaze.
“Really!” she squealed as if she’d just been told that she had won the lottery. “I gotta find Heather to let her know! She’s going to be really excited. Are you going to buy us stuff?”
“Yup. I figured that seeing as how I’d just got myself, four new girlfriends, that I’d better buy them each something nice,” I told her as I rolled her over and kissed her as she spread her legs for me.
“Mmmm, do you want me right now, Jake?” she asked me with a purr as she snaked her arms around my neck and pulled me down to kiss her again, deeply this time.
My cock grew, and even though I certainly hadn’t planned for it, I realized that yeah, I wanted her.
“My cock is telling me that I do,” I said as it was starting to poke her in the thigh. “Do you want me?”
“Yes,” she answered succinctly as she locked eyes with me, and once again, I was sucked into her beauty.
I started to kiss her breasts with the full intention of eating her to orgasm first, but she pulled me back up, reached down, and positioned me so that I was at her entrance.
“Hmm, I was going to eat you, Abs. I really want to taste you,” I told her while kissing her on her collar bone and then all over her neck as she moaned quietly.
“Next time, just love me for now. Please, Jake? Slow and gentle, Okay?” she asked as she trembled slightly in my arms, and suddenly she looked very vulnerable to me.
“Okay, my love. I would do anything for you,” I whispered as I nipped her earlobe.
I saw the goosebumps that appeared across her skin as I continued lightly nipping and sucking upon her neck and ear. I slowly pushed myself into her wetness as her hands roamed across my back, pulling me down tight.
I moaned into my sister’s hair (it smelt like apple blossoms) as I felt her warm, wet, and spongy pussy open up for me. Her snatch gripped me tightly like a long lost relative would hug a recently found family member. I took my time to work my way into her, and the pleasure that I received while doing it was immense. We weren’t fucking; we were making love, a distinction that had been sadly lacking in my life until that very moment.
Her hands felt wonderful on me. Just the way that she touched me and caressed me spoke of her love. Her calves slid up the back of my legs as she spread herself wider for me, and they came to rest upon the back of my thighs. She moved in time with me as her pelvis flexed up repeatedly, keeping to our slow, unhurried pace. I also discovered for the first time what they really meant when they called this the horizontal dance. Our hips controlled the tempo and our bodies the beat. We were connected; both of us were on the same wavelength, the same page.
I had never experienced anything even remotely close to how I was feeling at that moment. My spirit was dancing with hers as our bodies gave each other unselfish pleasure. I planted a trail of soft sensual little kisses up from her collar bone to her jawline and from there over to her mouth as our eyes met again. Our bodies moved as one as we undulated together in a rhythm as old as time.
Abby’s gorgeous blue-gray eyes stared into my soul, and they shimmered with moisture as we loved. Her hands clasped my back, and her calves helped her to keep the pressure that she was exerting steady so that she could push up to meet me. I slid a hand under her neck and cradled the back of her head as I lowered my mouth to hers; my eyes never left her gaze. Her soft lips parted, and her tongue met mine in a languorously, passionate kiss. We were joined at both ends, and we kept the rhythm the same for each.
I could feel my sister’s heartbeat, and her breasts felt amazing where they squished against my chest. We made glorious love for an eternity. It was timeless, and we lost ourselves within each other; it felt akin to drowning but without the panic. We willingly gave up our individual identities as we melded our bodies, hearts, and spirits.
I’d never felt love like this. I never even knew that it existed—this place where we were joined as one. It was as if our parts were made precisely for each other; we fit together perfectly. At some point, I noticed that the euphoria that I was experiencing was growing. I could feel a warmth blooming in my groin from my ass to my balls.
We couldn’t maintain our kiss any longer, so we panted rhythmically into each other’s open mouths, our lips softly brushing against each other. Abby’s gorgeous blue-gray eyes spilled over as she gasped and groaned out an orgasm. She never looked away, and a few seconds later, I spilled my seed deep inside of her, my sister, my beautiful lover, and my true love. I didn’t notice until a few seconds later that rapturous tears had spilled down my cheeks as well.
I don’t know how long we laid there afterward, just looking at each other in loving awe, keeping complete silence other than our quiet breathing. We could hear our hearts, and they beat in sync. It was almost like we were afraid to speak; neither of us wanted to be the first one to break the spell. I basked in my sister’s love, I basked in the blazing sun that I’d found within my heart, and I basked in the knowledge that I’d just discovered. I knew what love really was.
My door opened, and we both looked over to see a grinning Heather standing there in just a lacy pair of pink underwear and a white tank-top.
“Morning, you two love birds! Did you guys just do it? Mmm, looks like it, you’re still in her! Did I interrupt? Want me to come back later? It was so awesome to wake up next to you two! Are you hungry? I made a bunch of pancakes, I already ate mine, but I put a wack of ‘em in the oven!” we blinked as she rapidly bombarded us with a steady stream of questions.
Abby and I looked at each other for a moment, and then matching smiles bloomed across our faces as we started to laugh. We kissed lightly, and then I rolled off her and stood up, offering my hand for her to do the same.
“Morning, Peanut! So you made us all pancakes, huh? Sweet!” I said while I grabbed her up into a big hug and kissed her deeply.
“Mmm, yep, I did! I’ll do that lots more if it means I get kisses like that!” she quipped right before Abby spun her around and kissed her just as deeply.
“What time is it?” I asked out loud, even as I glanced over at my alarm clock. “Holy shit! It’s one-twenty!? Damn, we slept in!”
“Well, we could have been up for four hours for all we know. We just made love, and it seemed like it lasted forever,” she said, as she beamed at me, and her eyes sparkled with her joy.
“Um, wow! Abs, you can kiss! Foods in the oven. Should I wake up, Mom? Is everything okay with her now? What do you guys wanna do today? Can we all make love after?” again, me and Abby’s eyes met as we shared an amused smile at our baby sister’s exuberant enthusiasm.
“Leave Mom to sleep, and yes, everything is perfect with her now. She not only knows that we are all lovers, but she approves, and tonight, we are going to spend time together, just the two of us. Abby is going to take you to the movies, Peanut. Mom needs some special attention from me, and both of you have already had quality alone time,” I said, as I caught Abby’s eyes, and we shared a sweet smile again.
“Oh, cool! Can we see, The Devil wears Prada? I heard that it was supposed to be good, and I really like Anne Hathaway!” Heather asked Abby excitedly.
“Sure, Goldilocks, as long as you give me a few more of those kisses later. You’re going to want to get ready soon. Jake’s taking us shopping after we eat your pancakes!” Abby teased.
Heather squealed, “Really! Sweet! I’ll go get ready now!”
“I’m in desperate need of a shower, and then I’m going to stuff myself on pancakes,” I said as I grabbed some clean shorts and a t-shirt.
“Can I join you? I need one too,” Abby asked as she stretched and then caught some of my cum from where it had started to run down her leg.
“Sure, thing, Abs. You can do my back,” I replied with a crooked grin as I walked towards the shower nude.
We both got in the shower and held each other as we enjoyed the hot water coursing over us.
“Jake...” she started to say as her eyes searched mine with such a deep abiding love that I could feel it. “Jake, what you showed me...”
I knew what she was trying to find the words for because I felt it too.
“Abby, my love, I discovered what love is this morning with you. I had thought that I knew what it was before, but I didn’t. I know that now because you showed me exactly what it really is, its depth, the boundless nature of it, and the deep-rooted connection that comes with it. I felt us become one, we made real love, and I’ve never made love before this morning. I had thought that I had, but now I know the truth. Abby O’Conner, I love you with every piece of my being,” I said quietly as I held her and watched as her eyes got liquidy again.
She trembled in my arms, “Jake, my God, how I love you! I ... I never thought that anyone could feel like that ... the way you made me feel. I wanted to feel you make love to me; I wanted it sweet and gentle. I’ve never really had sex that way before, but with you, it just felt right. I was looking for so long for real love, for someone to complete me. I never knew that he was in my house just down the hall all this time. I love you so much, and I never knew how love could really feel. For the first time in my life ... I ... I feel happy, Jake,” she started laughing as tears streamed down her cheeks. “I’ve never been happy, not really, so it’s kinda confusing me to be feeling this ... good. God, I love you, Bro!”
“Ditto, kiddo. You’ve awoken me to what real love is, and I know now that I feel this way for all of my girls, and thanks to you, I can recognize it and make them feel it too. I never knew that the girls of my dreams all lived in the same house as me either!” I said as I grinned at her and took joy in her happiness.
“Oh, wow, Yeah, I was so caught up in this new feeling you created in me that I didn’t even think about how that would apply to Mom and Heather! So you love them the same way as you do me?” she asked with a smile.
“Yeah, I do,” I answered her as I grabbed the soap and started to wash her.
“Good! I’d feel bad if you didn’t, we are a family, and we should all feel this good. I ... I think that I might love Heather this deeply too ... Ooooh, I can’t wait to make love to her alone so that we can find out!” she said with excitement at the possibility.
“I know that you do and that when you guys make love together alone, you’ll both be bursting with it just like we did,” I told her as I turned her around so that I could wash her back. “Wash me after, Babe. I’m starving for some pancakes.”
Tingle.
“Okay,” she sighed contentedly.
We pulled out of the driveway, and I headed towards our local mall. Heather had graciously given up the front seat for Abby, and we held hands as I drove.
I knew you were a natural! That is definitely a workable plan. Trust me, many others would have just mind-blasted their way in there with zero finesse and with no care for the consequences. Your power, while very powerful, doesn’t make you invulnerable. First off, unless you dominate someone so entirely that you turn their brain to mush, or you decide to keep someone where you just refresh them as needed, your commands will wear off. People will remember you and what they did by your order unless you take steps, and usually, those steps cause some damage.The smartest thing you said, and what I applaud you for, is that you wanted to make plausible scenarios, ones where they would believe them after what you did to them faded away, thereby leaving no suspicions about you. Brains are very tricky things; they like order and organization. If given a chance, they will convince themselves of things that are simply not true, just because it fits better. Your plausible scenarios will allow people’s brains to do precisely that.
If you give people a reason to remember you negatively, they will come after you, and you can be killed. Hell, one huge deficit to your power is language itself. You only speak one, English. Guess what that means? Anyone who doesn’t understand English is beyond your ability to control. If anyone found that out and knew about what you could do, well, assassins from a foreign country spring to mind. If you want to survive, and not only that but thrive, you need to stay smart and stay sharp.
It’s a very long tale, and one day I’ll be able to share more with you. Very briefly, and don’t ask me for details right now, but the history of the Earth is not what you’ve been taught. Many of the myths and legends of old have some basis in truth but often have been obscured or altered to hide reality. Atlantis, for example, was an authentic place, and it still is. It just never existed on Earth. Atlantis is its own planet; it’s not an island, as most people think. We used to travel back and forth between the two worlds frequently, and for a very long time, there was peace, and everyone prospered.Before you ask, Atlantis exists in a different dimension, and travel back and forth was done through magical means, not scientific. Anyway, I digress; I’m merely trying to point out that things are not what you necessarily believe. As you’ve gathered since finding the ring, magic is a genuine and potent phenomenon.
Five thousand years ago, a self-proclaimed council of elder practitioners formed on a planet called Infernum Mons Igneus. Which literally translates to Hellish volcano. Coincidentally, that is where the whole concept of Hell started from, by the way. The natives there have red skin, varying from deep russet to a bright ruby, and they sport horns from their foreheads. Hence the imagery of your religious depictions of Demons and Devils. Oh, and in case you’re now wondering, yes, there is a planet that started the rumors of Heaven, Coelum.
No, Angels are from a different planet, but they did get associated with Heaven for various reasons, but that isn’t important right now, and I get very easily sidetracked. Back to the Council of Ardenti ad Petram, or in English, the council of the Burning Rock. They had decided that they were the only minds capable of running all of the known worlds in our local dimensional network. Thus began the War of the Magi.They had launched a vicious surprise attack, and they quickly subjugated the peoples of Kvenland, after destroying the order of the Kalt Norur, forcing the survivors to swear allegiance to the invaders by the use of Oath binders...
Yes, a heinous spell that binds a person to their oath upon pain of death if they break it. Anyways, until the sudden surprise attack upon the peaceful world of Kvenland, the Societatem Mysticorum had kept the peace for over ten-thousand years. I was the leader of that group; in English, it would be called the Alliance of the Mystics.To make an incredibly long tale incredibly short, after fighting to a stalemate for almost five hundred years, the Council of the burning Rock unleashed a devastating blow against us. Unbeknownst to us at the time, they had bound the power of a hundred suns energy into a single artifact, a spell of mystic destruction. They must have sacrificed over a thousand souls in its creation.
It was an innocuous item, designed to appear mundane, and it escaped detection until it was too late. A package was delivered to the alliance headquarters. When it detonated, it obliterated the whole planet in a brilliant flash of such incredible heat that we have no way of measuring it. Then almost as fast as the explosion had been, the mass of the suns that they had absorbed suddenly sucked everything into a brand new black hole that now sits where my home planet once lived.
I was off-planet at the time on a small research expedition; my wife and three children were not. I lost everything that day, except for my life. I hid in a remote village on a small backwoods world; no one knew that I had survived. Our enemies and the enemy of free peoples everywhere had won. They had decisively defeated us, and they quickly moved in to quell what token resistance was left; they wrapped their iron yokes around the throats of the elite and ruling classes everywhere. All governments, monarchies, and electorates capitulated in order to preserve lives.
I threw everything that I had into devising a spell similar to what they had done. I spent fifty years researching, practicing, and studying my results until I had perfected the spells that would be my revenge. For I was Malachar, the greatest wielder of the mystical arts in the free worlds, and I would end their evil tyranny if it took my last breath to do so. I would avenge my friends, my wife, and my children. I would avenge the countless innocents slaughtered in their relentless quest for power and dominance.
I snuck onto their home planet Infernum Mons Igneus and made my way into their capital city, where their self-proclaimed Overlord resided with the rest of his council. To succeed with my plan, I had created two separate spells of note. I was able to perfect a polymorph spell that was so real in its effects that it actually took away my magical abilities for the duration. I had transformed myself into one of the Infernal; I was able to walk right into the Overlord’s very own palace disguised as a courier carrying a vital message.
I was carrying one too, and the message was death. As soon as the polymorph spell wore off, their magic detection wards went ballistic, and I was quickly surrounded by their Necromantic guards. They didn’t realize that it was already too late. For you see, the second spell I had created was a magic eating plague. I had become death to all Humanoids who had the spark. Those who were gifted would die within moments of exposure as my affliction sucked their ability and life force from them simultaneously.
As the guards around me fell one by one, I took a stroll and watched my handiwork with hateful glee. I walked on as my enemies died around me by the score until I came to the council chamber itself. The spells of warding fell to my attacks, and anyone who came within range of sight fell prey to my plague.
I entered the chamber head held high and with vengeance in my heart. I would see the council leadership annihilated. I countered every spell that they leveled against me, watching with sadistic glee as they withered away and died before me, except for one. With his dying breath, the Overlord was able to cast one of the most reprehensible incantations over me, Soul Shatter. In my triumph, I had been struck down, and my soul was sundered into five shards; those shards were somehow drawn into the five rings that I always wore upon my left hand. The rings of the Architect as they are now called.
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