his son stops by

The sound of the garage door opening brought him out of his trance. He looked over his shoulder, his heart racing. It was his 22-year-old son, Mike, home from college for the weekend. Mike's eyes went wide when he saw his dad and Emily in such a compromising position, but instead of shock or disgust, John saw something else in his gaze. Something hungry and raw. "Son," he said, his voice thick with lust, "I've got a little surprise for you."

Without missing a beat, Mike dropped his bag and approached them, his own cock already straining against his jeans. John knew that Mike had always had a thing for his stepsister, but he had never expected this. He watched as Mike took in the sight of Emily on her knees, his cum dribbling down her chin. Mike's eyes lit up with excitement, and John could almost see the wheels turning in his head. "What's going on?" Mike asked, his voice husky with desire.

John smirked, the power of his newfound ability intoxicating him. "Your sister here is a slut now, and she's eager to please," he said, patting her on the head like a dog. Emily whined, her eyes never leaving John's, begging for more. Mike looked at him, unsure of what to make of the situation. "Is this for real?" he whispered, his hand moving to his own crotch to adjust his hardening cock.

John nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "And she's all yours to fuck, just like that," he said, snapping his fingers again. He stepped closer and pulled down his own pants, revealing his rock-hard erection. He positioned himself behind her and, without preamble, shoved himself into her pussy. She was already wet and ready from sucking John off, and he slid in easily.

Mike didn't need any further encouragement. He unbuttoned his pants and freed his thick, 8-inch cock. He stared at her, his eyes glazed with lust as he watched John fuck her from behind. She moaned and writhed, her body bouncing between the two of them as they took turns pumping into her eager holes. She was like a ragdoll in their hands, begging for more with every gasping breath.

John grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back, exposing her throat. "Take your brother's cock," he growled. Emily didn't hesitate, leaning forward and taking Mike's length into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged as she tried to deep-throat him, her tongue swirling around the tip. Mike groaned, his hand tightening in her hair as he began to fuck her face.

John's cock slammed into her pussy, filling her to the brim. He watched in amazement as she managed to keep up with both of them, switching effortlessly between sucking Mike's cock and taking John's in her cunt. The room was filled with the wet sounds of their fucking, the smell of sex hanging heavy in the air. Emily's moans were muffled by Mike's cock, but her eyes never left John's, silently begging for more.

John felt his balls tighten, and with a roar, he pulled out of her, his cum spurting across her back and ass. Mike took the opportunity to shove his cock deeper into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she tried to accommodate his size. John snapped his fingers again, and Emily's body jolted, her pussy clenching around Mike's cock. "You're going to suck him dry," John said, his voice hoarse with desire.

Emily's eyes watered as she took Mike's length down her throat, her hands gripping the base of his cock to keep him from going any further. Her movements grew more frantic as John began to slap her ass, the sound echoing through the room. She moaned around her brother's cock, her body responding to the mix of pleasure and pain. Mike's eyes rolled back in his head, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he approached his own climax.

John watched, his own cock still rock-hard despite just cumming. He reached around and began to squeeze her tits, his thumbs flicking her sensitive nipples. She whined, the sensation too much to handle, and Mike took the opportunity to pump his cock deep into her throat. He held her head in place, his hips bucking as he filled her mouth with his hot seed. She gagged and sputtered, but she didn't pull away, eager to eat his cum.

For the next few hours, John and Mike took turns fucking her, using every hole she had. She was insatiable, begging for more with every whimper. Her moans grew louder, her body writhing in ecstasy as they both used her like a toy. They switched positions, her on top, then on her back, then bent over the arm of the couch, her ass in the air. Each time they came, she would eagerly clean them up, her tongue lapping at their balls and cocks like a kitten at a bowl of cream.

John watched in amazement as Mike's cock slid in and out of her tight, stretched pussy, her juices glistening on his shaft. He could see the raw pleasure etched on his son's face, and it only served to turn him on more. He reached around to play with her clit, feeling her body quiver with every touch. She was still begging for more, her eyes glazed with lust as she took every inch of them.

But after a marathon of fucking, both John and Mike were spent. Their cocks had gone soft, leaving her whimpering with need. Despite their exhaustion, the power of John's ability didn't wane. "Look at us," John said to Emily, his voice filled with pride, "You've made us both cum so much, we can't even stay hard for you."

Emily's eyes were wide with a mix of desperation and confusion. She had never felt so used, so... complete. She looked at her stepfather and brother, her mind racing with thoughts of what she had become. But instead of fear or anger, all she felt was a burning desire for more. "Please," she begged, her voice hoarse from hours of moaning and screaming, "I need it."

John and Mike shared a knowing glance, the same twisted excitement reflected in their eyes. Without a word, they went to the garage to find something, returning with two baseball bats. The smooth, rounded ends looked obscene in their hands as they approached her. She whimpered, unsure of what was about to happen, but her pussy grew wetter at the thought of being filled by something so foreign.

"Looks like you're a natural," Mike said with a smirk, slapping one of the bats against his palm. "You should totally try out for the porn league."

John chuckled darkly, his cock already stirring again at the thought of what they were about to do. he wasn't worried since with this power she would always say she was willing. "Yeah, you've got the moves down," he said, his eyes roving over her exposed, trembling body. "Now, let's see how you handle a couple of home runs."

Without further ado, Mike stepped forward, the head of the bat nudging against her swollen pussy. She gulped, her eyes widening in shock and a twisted excitement as she realized what they had in mind. "You're going to love this," he promised, and with a wink, he pushed the bat in, watching as she stretched around the unforgiving object.

Emily's eyes watered as the bat inched deeper, the pressure building to an almost unbearable level. She felt her pussy stretch wider than ever before, the pain shooting up her spine like a bolt of lightning. Yet, she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips as her body adjusted to the new sensation. It was as if she had been rewired to crave this kind of pain, to thrive on the edge of agony and pleasure. "Yes, more," she murmured, her voice barely recognizable.

Mike grinned, his eyes shining with a mix of triumph and lust. He began to pump the bat in and out of her, watching as her pussy lips stretched and reformed around the thick, unforgiving object. He could see the raw desire in her eyes, the way she was begging for more, even as she winced with every thrust. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before, and he knew that he was hooked.

John took his place, the second bat poised at her asshole. He pushed it in slowly, feeling the tight ring of muscle give way to his power. She gasped as the two bats filled her completely, the sensation overwhelming her. She felt like she was being torn apart, but at the same time, it was the most incredible feeling she had ever had. Her thoughts swirled with confusion and desire, the boundaries of what she knew to be right and wrong blurring into oblivion.

They worked in unison, John and Mike pumping the bats in and out of her holes, stretching her to the limits of what she thought she could handle. The pain was intense, but it was a good pain, one that sent waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling in her belly like a spring about to snap.

John watched as Mike's bat slid in and out of her ass, her cheeks reddening with every thrust. "Look how good she's taking it," he said, admiration in his voice. "You're going to be the best little slut we've ever had."