Chapter 5: John Arrives at his Destination

“Thanks!” John waved as the car that he had carried him for the last leg of his journey pulled away, giving him a little honk-honk. It had taken over a week, but he was back in his hometown!

He pulled out the letter from the ancestry website that identified the address of the home of his child, who had been born 16 years ago. That was about 9 months after he left town at the ripe old age of 15. He had just come into his ability, and had been fucking women left and right, and figured he had best get the hell away before another one of their boyfriends decided to fuck him up; once was enough! He had then spent the next half of his life living off of the women who responded well to him, though only 1-5 days at a time. It had taken him a while to figure that last part out.

He looked at the name on the letter: Maureen. He thought he remembered a Maureen ... a leggy blonde? It had been half his lifetime ago, after all, so he couldn’t be blamed for his poor memory. About an hour later he walked up the steps to the front door. Hopefully his kid answered...

Maureen, JJ’s mother, opened the door. John smiled, remembering her after all. Yep, there were those toned legs he remembered coming out of her tight shorts. And her boobs got an upgrade, probably from motherhood, he figured.

“Hey, Maureen.”

She stared at him. “John? What ... what are you doing here?” She quickly scanned the neighborhood and then pulled him into the foyer of her house, closing the door behind.

John looked around. It was a pretty nice house, which meant Maureen had probably married into money. He remembered her family had been strictly lower middle class. He held up the ancestry letter.

She read it. “How did you get this? It’s private!” She sniffed as she looked at him, and her pupils began to dilate.

John noticed the telltale signs of his scent doing its job. His arrival had been timely! “Is my kid here?” He looked down the hall and up the stairs.

“No ... he’s out with his sister and father...” She looked at him, her eyes growing dull. “ ... um ... stepfather ... at a movie. They won’t be back for a couple of hours.”

“Perfect,” John said as he reached for Maureen’s shirt.

As JJ watched the movie with his sister and stepfather in the darkened theater, he heard someone behind him sniffling occasionally, as if from allergies. It was a bit annoying.

“Hi,” a small voice said from behind him.

He turned. There was a brown-haired teen girl there, or maybe her hair was auburn; it was hard to make out details in the gloom of the theater. “Um, hi.”

“Shh!” Regan said from two seats over. She hadn’t wanted to sit next to her creepy brother.

“You smell really nice,” the girl said quietly.

“Um, thanks?” He didn’t know how to respond to this girl. Why was she bothering him during the movie?

His dad turned. “Do you mind? We’re trying to watch the movie.”

The girl moved away and JJ kept watching the show. Then someone sat in the previously empty seat next to him. He turned. It was that girl again. Now closer, he could see that she was maybe 15 or 16, though he didn’t recognize her. She smiled at him and he noticed that she was pretty. He smiled back, uncertainly.

A minute later he felt her hand on his leg. He jumped a little.

“It’s not that scary,” his dad said from next to him as he continued to watch the screen.

JJ grunted in response, and also because the girl’s hand had moved to cup his penis, which was responding to the attention. The theater was dark enough that his dad couldn’t see what was happening from the next seat.

“Mmm...” the girl sighed as she started to rub JJ’s growing member through his jeans. JJ sat still and quiet, not wanting his father to notice. He turned toward the girl a little, though, enabling him to put his arm onto one knee to block his dad’s line of sight.

Emboldened by JJ’s movements, the girl snaked her hand down the waistband of his jeans and grabbed his cock directly. “Mm!” she hummed in triumph. His jeans were the stretchy type, so she was able to move her hand up and down his shaft, though only a little at a time.

That was enough, though. After a minute or so he grunted and filled his underwear with spooge. The girl stroked him until he stopped spurting and then took her hand back, no doubt deluged with his spunk.

He heard the smacking of her lips and then she groaned in pleasure, loudly.

“What is going on over there?” his father demanded.

“Shh!” someone off to the side shushed.

“Regan! Switch seats with me!” JJ hissed at his sister.

Sighing, she got up and they swapped places. The rest of the movie passed without issue.

Maureen was having trouble thinking. John was here! Her first real lover ... the man who had impregnated her with JJ. Her pussy was so wet...