Chapter 8: Screwing in Style

Tuesday, July 18th, 2006, Boston Massachusetts

“Jesus! I would never have thought that it’d take almost twelve hours to actually get on the road!” I grumped as we were finally leaving the Boston area.

We were traveling north, which was the direction that the ring lay, at least according to Malachar’s vague pull that he felt drawing him towards it. We had maybe two and a half hours left of daylight, but I was determined to at least be entirely out of Boston. I wasn’t spending another night there while the ring lay unclaimed.

I felt a bit on edge, and I didn’t know why. I was brimming with energy from having made love to both Sheila and Abby last night, and then this morning, I had fucked Sheila, Abby, and then my Peanut, back to back in the shower, in that order. I’d stayed in as the girls rotated out, and I marveled at how fast I could get hard and cum again with each of them.

“Jake, you have five women traveling with you and a toddler! You gave us no notice at all that we were leaving, and we had to pack in a rush! It’s a miracle that we even left today at all!” my Mom admonished me from her place in the co-captains chairs as I called it.

I glanced over at her and gave her a wry smile, she was right, and I knew it. God, was she ever beautiful. She smiled back at me lovingly and reached over to pat my leg, and my heart fluttered. I couldn’t help but notice that her nipples were as hard as pebbles. They were sticking right out of her tight blue t-shirt that matched her eye color exactly. She didn’t have a bra on, and the AC was cranked. It was a scorcher outside again, and we all were relishing the cooler air.

I sighed as I realized that I was probably going to be stuck driving with a perpetually raging hard on the whole time, no matter which of my sexy girls was sitting next to me. Even the way my Mom had her legs stretched out was amping my lust into overdrive. She was letting me see all the way up her creamy thighs right to where her pussy lips were barely covered by her super tight booty shorts. My Mom had never dressed like other Moms. I had found that out pretty much on my first day of school when I was five. She had a sexy body and had never been ashamed of it, and personally, I believed that she just ate up the looks and attention she got even though she never did anything about it. Although she did have this weird denial thing going on about her beauty for the past couple of years as if when she’d turned thirty-five, she had suddenly started looking like Betty White or some shit.

“Yeah, and I had to stop and see Billy’s father! It just wouldn’t have been right not to let them say goodbye to each other before leaving on such a long trip! I still don’t know what you said to David to make him okay with it. I mean, I couldn’t even answer him when he asked reasonable questions, like where exactly his son would be, and what date were we returning by!” Sheila piped in.

You actually handled Billy’s Dad pretty efficiently. You spoke in such a way that he could never suspect that he was being controlled. You’re getting good at that when you have time to think things through.

<Thanks. I really want to avoid leaving a trail of people behind me going, what the fuck just happened, and why does my ass hurt, if at all possible!> I thought to him while chuckling in my head.

“Yeah, well, I’m a real people person, don’t cha know!” I quipped self-amusedly.

Yeah, you’re a walking chick magnet, now if only you’d do something about all those assholes! Fuck ‘em all in the butt! Stick to their rears! Bugger the fucking buggers! Alley, alley jizz cum free!

<Yeah, I know. If you had your way, we’d be leaving a fucking snail trail of jizz running out from every asshole that we met! The Magi of the burning cocks, or whatever they’re called, wouldn’t need to do more than just follow the cum stained line that we’d leave behind us like a sick version of Hansel and Gretel.>

“Thanks for letting them spend that hour together, though, Babe! It was really kind of you to agree, I know how eager you were to get on the road, but David was giving up all of his foreseeable weekends! I love you, Hunny-Bunny!” she said sweetly, and I caught her eyes in the rear-view mirror as she blew me a kiss all the way from the third row of seats where she was seated with Billy.

“Right back at cha, Pumpkin!” I replied with a smile as my cock twitched.

“Hey! Jake! Abby pinched my titties for nothin’!” Heather giggled.

“She rubbed my pussy first, the little cum slut!” Abby replied, laughing and giggling in return.

“Don’t make me pull this van over! Or you’ll both be sorry!” I said mock sternly as a silly grin spread over my face.

“Oh, why? Would you do us both at once!” Abby asked, giggling.

“Aww, I’m such a proud Mama-bear! My babies have learned to share! Just remember that Mommy gets some too!” our Mom quipped as she joined in the giggling.

“Maybe he’ll spank us! I know that I just loved it! It made my kitty all wet!” Heather teased, giggling even harder.

“Ooooh! Can I be bad too, then? I’d love to get spanked!” Sheila quipped.

“No spank, Billy! Isa, good boy!” Billy shouted, causing us all to break out in raucous laughter, and even Maria chuckled quietly.

“Nobodies going to spank you, my little man! Don’t worry, we all know that you’re a very good boy!” I reassured him. “How are you doing, Maria?”

I watched as her grey eyes flicked up to me in the rear-view and saw the nervous smile that briefly showed upon her face. She was sitting directly behind me, Abby was behind our Mom, and Heather was in between them.

“I’m okay, Jake. Thanks for asking,” she replied as she turned her head back to staring listlessly out the window.

I was feeling really shitty for what I’d done to her. I’d tried a few times since integrating her into our group to break her out of her shell to no avail. I would get a brief flash of her old personality (the good part), and then it was back to her being a depressing moping mouse. I genuinely missed the spicy hot Tamale that used to be so passionate about even the littlest of things. It’s like I had drained all of the joy that she had left out of her, and now she was just an empty shell going through the motions.

<I really fucked Maria up, didn’t I? It’s like I sucked the life right out of her.>

Not entirely accurate there, Jake. What happened is shitty, to be sure, but what you really did was to strip the false facade to expose how she truly felt inside all along. What you miss, the passion and the excitement that she showed for multiple things, was all an act with just a hint of truth at various moments. Maria was behaving how she perceived that she was expected to, and she was seriously miserable deep down inside where it counts. I’m sorry that this is hurting you, Jake. I wish that I could fix her for you or tell you how. If I were restored, it would be as easy as pie for me with the right restorative spell, but I can’t access my old magical abilities while I exist as a bunch of broken pieces of soul. You know, hmmm, wait a minute ... there might actually be a way...

<How! I’ll do anything to help her; every time I look at her, I wanna cry for fuck sakes! She depresses the hell outta me. Remind me when this is all over, and we’ve won, that I need to find a certain Uncle somewhere. Someone should die a horrible death for what they did to an innocent little girl.>

You might not like the answer that I just thought of, but ... Look, if we can find the Hydra rings and you decided to actually make her your fifth ... Well, that just might save her.

<How so? If it would, then I’ll choose her for sure.>

When you activate the Hydra, it changes the ones wearing it. I didn’t tell you before because you still didn’t have a real grasp of what magic was, and the ring’s magic hadn’t fully integrated itself with you yet.

“Hey, JJ! Can I crawl up between the seats and suck your cock? I’m having a cum craving! Besides, from where I’m sitting, I can see it sticking up hard in your shorts, and it looks yummy!” Heather asked me impishly.

“I’m going to stick on a video for Billy if you guys don’t mind. It’s super cool that this van came with a DVD player that drops from the roof!” Sheila stated admiringly.

“Sure thing,” I answered.

“Great!” my Peanut exclaimed as I heard her belt unbuckle.

“Thanks, lover,” Sheila said while she reached up and pulled the screen down and started getting the movie set up.

“Yay! Cartoofs! Tank-yuv, Mommy!” Billy screeched happily.

I had to laugh to myself; they both thought that I was answering them.

Two birds with one blowjob! Or is it beating off into a bush is better than two bushes licking each other in a forest? Humph! I can never remember!

“Mmm, it looks like my lovely daughter beat me to a great idea! I get to do that next time!” our Mom declared as she twisted in her seat a bit to watch as Heather leaned through and pulled my shorts down.

“Fuck!” I blurted out as I felt my baby sister’s warm mouth engulf my cock for half of its length in one shot.

“Now, now! No crashing the van, Jake! Just enjoy a good BJ and keep enough focus on the road! I used to blow your father when we drove on road trips, and he loved it! Well, we both did,” our Mom admitted with a sexy smirk on her lips.

“Fuck, she sucks me so good! Damn!” I stated out loud, and I couldn’t help but moan.

“Heather is such a cum stealer! I get the turn after Mom!” Abby declared as Heather suddenly raised her head off my cock and yelped.

“Ouch! You bitch! I’m going to bite your nipples and clit so hard for that!” Heather vowed right before she returned to slurping on me wetly.

“What? It was only a tiny little pinch on your sexy little bottom!” Abby said innocently.

“A week ago, and this conversation would’ve been so bloody weird,” I gasped out as my Peanut went deeper and increased the suction. I watched out of the corner of my eye as our mother reached out her hand to start stroking her youngest daughter’s hair as she avidly watched her sucking my cock. “Well, maybe it still is a little weird.”

“That’s it, Baby! You’re doing an excellent job!” our Mom said with a proud tone coming through in her voice.

“Yeah, she is terrific at it, and believe it or not, but she’d never sucked a dick before doing Jake’s, Mom!” Abby said proudly.

“Okay, maybe a lot weird,” I muttered as I groaned. Heather was damn good.

Mmm, it’s true; she is quite good at that! I love being able to feel what you do!

<I bet! ‘Cause this feels like Heaven!>

“Can ... can I do that for you some time too ... please ... Jake,” Maria asked plaintively as she leaned forward to whisper into my ear in a volume so low that I almost didn’t hear her.

My eyes immediately flicked up to look at her through my mirror, “You’re serious, Maria? You know that I changed my mind about making you do sexual things as my slave, right? I mean, I will still control what you do, but only so far as where we go and when I need your help with something. I vowed to myself that I wasn’t going to abuse you, that I wasn’t out for revenge. I truly care about you, and I meant it when I said that I forgave you,” I whispered back gently and sincerely, making sure that only she could hear me.

I didn’t want her thinking that she owed me sex. I had plenty of it all around me.

“Yes, I loved doing that for you, among other things,” she replied softly as her eyes briefly stared hauntingly into mine before she flicked them back out towards the road again as she sat back into her seat.

She means it; I think that the hole inside her is craving some attention, and the only kind she knows is sexual. It won’t hurt her, and it might improve her listlessness a bit. It’s up to you, but if you do end up rejecting her, it certainly couldn’t make anything worse.

“Okay, if you’re sure, that’s what you want, but I need to check with everyone else first,” I replied.

Really? I thought the wimp had left the building with Elvis. Apparently, the boy just wants to put his balls in some woman’s purse to hold for him. Fuck all their asses, you fucking pussy! You could have all five of them naked on their hands and knees dripping jizz from all fifteen holes, and you want to ask permission! Fuck, you’re pathetic! Maybe you should buy a few strap-ons and let them all take turns ramming them hard into your faggoty ass! Maria would do it, and according to her, she knows how to use one! Then maybe they could all take turns pissing on you as well, you weak-willed pansy boy!

<Whoa! What in the fucking hell, Dude!>

Sorry! Sometimes my Tourettes gets very bad! But I happen to agree with the gist of it. If she is going to be your fifth, you don’t ask, you tell!

<Yeah, I guess so. I just don’t like overriding them all the time. I’m trying to find a balance, but yeah, you’re right; I should just be assertive on this one.>

“Hey Peanut, listen up, but don’t stop, ‘cause that feels so damn good, my love!” I told her quietly, enjoying her answering vibrations immensely. “Hey, everyone, listen up!” I shouted, getting their attention. “I am going to be getting close with Maria again, she needs it, and it’s not fair for her to be the only one not getting any. I think the shitshow from the other night was obviously a big misunderstanding, and that was my fault anyway.

“We solved it, and I know that each of you extended an olive branch to her and have embraced her being with us. I really appreciate that; keep it up because she is a wonderful girl in many ways. I know that each of you will not only agree with me about my fooling around with her again but that you’ll even actively encourage it because that’s the amazing type of women you all are. I’ve made my decision, and I know that you all love me enough to support it. I Love you all,” I dictated firmly in between gasps and groans; my Peanut was getting me very close.

“Yeah! Of course, you should, Bro! Sheesh, I know that I couldn’t go more than a day or so with getting some, and if you forgave her well, then I do too. Maria, sweetheart, you take my brother’s dick for a good ride tonight when we stop, okay!” Abby gushed.

“Okay, thank you, Abby,” Maria answered with a tiny bit of emotion finally showing through.

“Yeah, you get some; he’s a freakin’ rock star in bed! Can I watch?” Sheila added.

“Okay, I don’t mind,” Maria replied, and I saw her cheeks flush pinkly when I flicked my eyes up to my mirror.

I think she likes the idea of being watched. Hmmm, she’s really is a slut! I’m reading her right now, and she’s imagining all of the girls taking turns using her mouth while you fuck her like a jackhammer.

<Dayum! That’s actually pretty hot! I’m undecided about sharing my sister’s with anyone, though. I truly am. I can get other women involved with Maria and even grab some hot ones off the street for stuff like that. I really like the thought of keeping Abby and my Peanut as my personal love triangle. Watching them together makes me feel so tenderhearted towards them. I love them so much, and I’m hesitant to put another woman between them at this point; it would feel dirty and wrong to do that. At the very least, I’m going to let their relationship keep developing before I even consider adding anyone, and I’ll probably ask them first anyways.>

Yeah, I gotta agree; your sisters are so sweet together. What about your Mom and Sheila, though?

<I’d let them get involved with Maria for sure; that would be crazy hot. Maybe Abs and my Peanut can sixty-nine next to us; that would be even hotter. Hmm, I need to keep my eyes open for another babysitter if I’m going to get re-involved with my hot little Tamale. The van seats eight, so we have room for one more, plus I can let Sheila help pick her out, which could be fun in itself.>

Hmm, you probably should have taken your sister’s best friend, Stacy. Even though what you did for her was pretty nice.

Find another highschool whore and fuck her in the ass!

<Yeah, maybe we’ll see if she wants to join the traveling freak show when we get back.>

“Mmm, by the look on your brother’s face, I’d say that he’s going to shoot very soon, Honey-Bear! What you want to do when you feel the first surge is to pull back and swirl your tongue all around the head, especially the underside of it, where it’s the most sensitive. Keep sucking, but most importantly, keep jerking him into your mouth with your hand. Now, I like to savor his cum and keep it all in my mouth until he finishes because it tastes so good! But you can also swallow as he spurts into you if you feel that you need to. I’m so proud of you, Heather! You’re a young woman now!” our Mom instructed her while exuding love and pride for her daughter.

“Yep, super weird,” I said under my breath as I felt my balls surge. “Shit, Peanut! Mom’s right, I’m gonna blow! Good, God! Fuuuuuck! Don’t stop; please keep doing exactly that, Baby! I’m cumming! Gaaaawd daamn! It’s so freakin’ good!” I exclaimed as I raised my ass off the seat, instinctively trying to get my cock even deeper into her sucking and licking mouth.

I inadvertently stepped my foot straight down hard on the gas, and the van pulled ahead with a vengeance. I don’t know who was going faster, us or the sperm that was shooting out of my cock and into my moaning sister’s mouth at a gazillion miles an hour. I managed to let up on the pedal and, at the same time, maneuvered us around a couple of slower vehicles by passing them on the right. One of which happened to be a Greyhound bus. I saw a few people notice that I had my fourteen-year-old sister’s dirty-blonde hair bobbing in my lap. I just smiled and waved. I got two thumbs up, four dirty looks, plus I was given the finger from what looked to be a twelve-year-old boy.

My sister sucked on me until I gently pried her head out of my lap, one-handed, “Peanut! Too sensitive, Baby girl! That was amazing, Sis! You know, I’ve always wanted to get a blow job while driving! I can get used to that!” I exclaimed with a massive shit-eating grin splitting my face. “Now gimme a kiss, Peanut!”

“Well, I guess we all know how we’re going to be chipping in for gas from now on, considering that we girls have no money!” Abby chirped with a chuckle.

“I can live with that! Mom’s next,” I said as I gave her a crooked grin and blew her a kiss.

“You better believe it, Jake-e-poo! That’s what mothers are for! To take care of their baby boys, every need!”

And swallow his seed!

“Somehow, I doubt that was in the parenting manual, but I’ll take it,” I quipped back.

“Oh, Honey! You’ll never know just how much I love all three of my kids! There isn’t a thing that I wouldn’t do for any of you! And, now Jake, you’ve made your Mom so happy in these past few days! I never thought that I’d find another man to be with. I didn’t even see a future where I would have sex again, let alone be having the best sex that I’ve ever had in my life, with you and Sheila both! You’ve made me feel beautiful, sexy, and youthful again! I am going to take care of my three babies until you put me in an old folk’s home and forget about me!”

“Mom, you are so beautiful, like a butterfly! And you mother us with such love! Trust me, we all know just how lucky we are to have you as our Mom!” I said as I reached across to take her hand.

She interlaced her fingers with mine and raised them to kiss my knuckles sweetly while dazzling me with her smile and sparkling ice-blue eyes. I don’t know what she sees in the mirror sometimes because she’s a goddamn supermodel.

“Damn right, Bro! Mom, you are awesome-sauce! I’m so glad that Jake spanked some sense back into me! I love you so much!” Heather gushed out exuberantly.

“He’s right, Mom. Jake may have been our rock since Dad died, but you’ve always been the glue,” Abby said as she reached forward to squeeze our mother’s shoulder affectionately.

“You know what you are to me, Mom? You’re my sexy little Motherfly! You’re so goddamn gorgeous that it almost hurts to look at you, and the love that I feel from you is everything that a mother has to give and more,” I said with a grin.

“Motherfly, like a butterfly! That’s cute!” Heather quipped as she bounced in her seat. “Hey, Maria? Can I braid your hair? It’s so pretty and long!”

“Sure!” she replied, sounding the happiest that I’d heard her so far.

“Cool! I love doing braids for people!”

“Awww, I love all, you guys! You’re all just so close that it makes my heart melt. I’m happy that you ran into me that fateful day, Jake. Not to mention that you saved my precious little boy’s life! Being a mother, I know just how much your Mom loves you!” Sheila said sweetly.

“You’re just as much a part of our family now, Sheila, Honey! I love you as my lover as much I do, my son,” our Mom replied while turning her head to smile at her.

“Aww, thanks, Kelly, that means so much to me. I love you too, and I never thought that I could love a woman as much as I could love a man!” Sheila stated in awed disbelief.

I looked back and caught Maria’s pale-grey eyes looking at me in the mirror again. She had such a sad and wistful look upon her face, and I could almost feel my heartbreak.

<Hey, getting back to that thing you were telling me about the Hydra rings changing the girls and that because of that, that it might fix Maria. How exactly does it change them? What happens? Nothing bad, I hope!>

No, nothing bad at all; in fact, it is incredibly beneficial to them and by its very nature to you as well. If we find the rings...

<WHEN we find the rings!>

<What does it do to them? Does it hurt them? Will they be the same personality-wise? I don’t want to lose them even if my life is at stake! What is the sixth element? I thought that you had only named five?>

<So if it’s so powerful, how come no one is using it? Or maybe someone is? Or perhaps it’s been destroyed? Are those not possibilities?>

<Okay, so can you feel them if you get close, as you do for the other rings? Oh, and what if one of the owners separated the rings? Maybe gave one to one person and then one to another, and now they are separated? Six rings could be scattered across the globe, no?>

I can’t feel them because my soul shards didn’t get stuck in them, and other than being able to use my mind powers to speak to you and to read other people’s thoughts, I can’t do anything magical. I need my soul to be reunited to be able to do anything more significant than making you fall in love or being able to tell what some creep is thinking on the surface of his brain waves. The rings can’t be separated, what do you think that I am? Some kind of amateur? They are bound together, which is part of the same magic that binds the wearers.

<So can you tell me more about what the five would be able to do? How come the master ring doesn’t grant any powers? Or does it?>

“JAKE!” Abby yelled, startling me as I turned to look at her. “Holy jeez! I hope that you were at least having a wicked threesome or something while you were off there in la-la land or wherever you just were!” she barked, obviously feeling slightly annoyed.

“Sorry, I was just deep in thought,” I said with a smirk—now if they only knew.

“No, shit! We’ve been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes! Everyone’s getting pretty hungry, and Billy wants to eat, and he needs to go potty. The last sign said that we were coming up to Manchester, could we stop there and go to a nice restaurant, please?” Abby asked extra sweetly all of a sudden, but with a tone that said I’d better agree if I knew what was good for me.

“Sure thing, Abs! Tell you guys what, how about we find the nicest hotel in the city and get the biggest and baddest room or rooms they have and spend the night. I’m tired from the last few days, and I’m sure everyone could use a good night’s sleep after all of the hectic packing that you guys did,” I suggested.

“And hectic fucking! Don’t forget about all the hectic fucking that we did too!” Heather pitched in, which caused a few chuckles.

Everyone was extremely pleased with my suggestion, and I figured that we’d be off the highway within the next twenty minutes. We hadn’t gotten very far out of Boston, but it didn’t matter to me; we were far enough for the first day. I wondered how the Calabrese’s were doing. I’m sure that the shit had hit the proverbial fan by now. I could have gone back before the twenty-four hours were up, but I hadn’t wanted to chance it. There was no guarantee that somebody hadn’t already found them acting as fucked up as I’d left them. I never did see the maids, so who knew if they had gone back right after and found Joey bawling his eyes out while getting ass-fucked as his mother had her pussy eaten and watched. If it were me, I probably would have called someone. I would hazard a guess that they had a number to call in case of emergencies.