Master P.C: The Revenge
Copyright© 2025 by VeX_1138
Chapter 37
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 37 - Beaten nearly to death, an average teenage boy is mysteriously given access to a program he can use to manipulate any human--including himself--physically, mentally, or emotionally. While he is nearly recovered from his beating, Jack plots his revenge against those who nearly killed him, those who helped them get away with it, and also decides to have some fun along the way. Please read the 'Foreword' for more information on the codes.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Cheating Cuckold Wimp Husband Incest Cousins MaleDom Group Sex Orgy Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Body Modification Size Revenge Slow Violence
“Mangos,” Jack said after Alyssa moved over to Izzy and embraced her again. Izzy immediately pressed her lips up into Alyssa’s and resumed fondling Alyssa’s breasts.
Jack kicked his adidas Samba shoes off and peeled down his jeans. With only his underwear--his mostly hard cock bulging them out--on, he stepped behind Izzy and pressed his warm hard cock-filled underwear against her lower back as he reached around her, cupped her breasts with his hands, and began sucking at her neck.
He felt her tremble, but she continued to make out with Alyssa and fondle her. Alyssa’s hands left Izzy’s ass, grabbed Jack’s and pulled him harder into Alyssa.
Alyssa broke their kiss and huskily breathed into Izzy’s ear, “You should see my cousin’s huge cock.”
Izzy moaned in response. He let one of his hands drift down and rubbed the front of Izzy’s panties, making little circles against her flesh-covered nub.
Alyssa whispered loudly, “Do you feel how hard he is? That’s because of you. Are you ready to show him your pretty little pussy?”
Izzy shuddered. Alyssa slowly knelt down and moved her hands from Jack to Izzy. She pushed Jack’s fingers lightly away from Izzy’s panties and leaned into her, audibly taking a sniff.
“You smell delicious,” Alyssa said softly.
Her hands drifted to Izzy’s hips and slowly tugged down the plain white cheekie-style panties that Izzy wore. Izzy’s hands moved to cover herself as her pussy became exposed, but Jack’s hand pushed it away and resumed rubbing circles around her clit, enjoying her soft short landing strip as he passed through it.
Izzy allowed Alyssa to lift her legs, one at a time and remove her panties. Then Alyssa stood up, dropping her own green thong as she did so. Alyssa pulled Izzy’s hands back to her boobs and said, her voice husky and softly commanding again, “I like it when you play with my boobs, Izzy.”
Isabelle’s eyes feasted on Alyssa’s large breasts as she fondled them, squeezed them, and delighted in their firm softness.
After a moment, Izzy felt her pussy begin to burn as Jack’s fingers and the extreme eroticism of the situation built it up in her. Izzy moaned something incoherent or gibberish to Jack, but Alyssa recognized it as Hindi. What she moaned was, “Kripya mat rukie!” Translated, ‘Please don’t stop!”
Whether he understood or not though, Jack wasn’t stopping. Especially not as he felt her shudder, then push against his fingers, then cry out, “Oh fuck me!” Her orgasm was a good one, but a second one crashed down almost immediately as Alyssa said, “Oh, we intend to.”
After her orgasm settled, Alyssa pulled Izzy down to her knees along with her, Jack’s fingers drifting up, tweaking one of her nipples as she left him. Once Izzy was on her knees on the rug next to her, Alyssa kissed her and suggested, “Doesn’t my cousin’s dick look hard?”
Alyssa held her jaw and turned Izzy’s face. She had to look up a bit, because Jack was tall and she was shorter and kneeling, but he was still standing close--towering over her really--and Izzy’s soft brown eyes locked on the obscene bulge in Jack’s underwear.
She goggled at it. She knew she’d felt something large, expecting something larger and thicker than the other dicks she’d seen tonight, but this was something else. This was like the few times she’d seen porn. Watching porn in her household was like playing with fire. If her father caught her, she’d never live down the disappointment, and he’d probably tell her mother and she’d be held captive for the rest of her life.
If her mother ever caught her watching porn, or even worse--masturbating--she’d probably kill her. Even still, maybe once a month, she got horny enough that she found a time when both parents weren’t home, her little brother wasn’t around, and she could sneak away to her room to look at porn on her phone while carefully in incognito mode, just in case her parents ever checked her phone. Which they did, with regularity.
But the cock just inches from her face, hidden behind a layer of woven black cotton. It was like the things she’d seen in porn. Impossible. Honestly, since she’d never seen a boy or a man in real life with a bulge like this, she assumed they used CGI, fake rubber prosthetics, or some kind of camera trick to make the obscene cocks in porn.
Instead, Izzy was confronted by reality, and it twitched right before her eyes.
“Pull his underwear off, Izzy,” Alyssa ordered with her low rough voice.
Tentatively, Izzy watched her hands reach up to the elastic band above his bulge. A part of her couldn’t believe she was actually doing this ... taking a boy’s underwear off.
Izzy was a complete virgin. She’d kissed exactly five boys in her entire life, and three of them were her father, her brother, and her grandfather. The other two had been when she was in Pre-K and they’d played house. She had no ‘adult’ experience with kissing. She’d kissed women and girls before, many of them, but tonight was the first time it was sexually heated. Every other time, it had simply been a form of greeting or simple affection.
She hadn’t even kissed this boy!
Pulling down on the elastic and cotton fabric, his monster slab of fleshy hardness leapt out at her once unrestrained by the garment. Her hands half-heartedly continued to pull down which Jack steadied himself with one hand on Alyssa’s shoulder and one hand on Izzy’s, then stepping out of the underwear.
Izzy simply stared at the massive cock sticking out from his lower torso. She was staring down the proverbial barrel as his cock was angled just so. Izzy could look from the tip of her nose, to the tip of his cock, and then up to where it joined his sexy pubic hair, trimmed, short, and groomed.
Then, amazingly, she saw it twitch and she would have sworn on a bible that it had grown a little bigger.
“Put it in your hands,” Alyssa ordered with her soft gravely voice.
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