The Power of Porn

My name's Wade. My Dad died, and I spent the next two weeks watching non-stop porn videos online, losing myself in Internet depravity until I was offered the Power of Porn. Now, the most bizarre sexual situations happen to me, as if I was living in a porno!

In one of those porn scenarios, a shoplifter fucked me so that I wouldn't call the cops on her. A couple days later, she found me and asked me out! We went to her place and had sex on her couch, but then her Mom jumped me as well.

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In post-orgasmic euphoria, Piper and I remained on the couch for a bit, getting to know each other. She loved pumpkin spice lattes, but I thought they tasted like Hallowe'en threw up in my mouth. She loved the 'gram and the 'tok, but I never really got into that stuff. However, what we did agree on was that superhero movies were cool, Deadpool especially*. There was potential.

* I like to think that I was named after him, but I know that it was actually a great-uncle.

"I can't believe my Mom just mounted you right next to me," she commented, shaking her head, "even if she thought I was asleep."

"My sex life's been pretty weird this week."

She narrowed her eyes. "Such as fucking a shoplifter...anything else?"

I was pretty sure that I shouldn't mention the Power of Porn...either Piper would think that I was crazy, or maybe this dream would end if I explained it. "A guy's gotta have some secrets. You wanna go for a walk?"

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Piper changed her stockings for some that weren't sperm-soaked, and then we went out. On the walk, she pointed out her old elementary school, as well as the house of her last boyfriend, who had taken her virginity. He'd moved on to university across the country, she said.

A few minutes and a block later, the porn tune sounded: *Bow-chicka-wow-wow!*

I stopped. "Shit."

Piper turned to me. "What?"

That sound had been directional, and seemed to come from the church that we were in front of. I headed toward the building and saw a sign indicating that it was for the Deschanel-Foley wedding. Why did the name Foley seem familiar?

"Wade?"

I turned back to Piper. "You may want to go home...I have something I have to do here." I knew I didn't *have* to enter the porn scenario, but every single one of them had been amazing, and I wasn't about to turn one down. Then I considered: *Did* I have to? Was my mind being influenced? I almost turned around.

"I'll keep hanging out, if that's okay." Piper gave me a worry-free smile.

"You're not the jealous type, are you?"

She tilted her head. "You just fucked my Mom."

"Right...okay, c'mon, but things might get a bit weird." I headed into the church, which only had a few people present...it looked like the ceremony wasn't due to start for a bit.

*Bow-chicka-wow-wow!*

Another directional tune...that had come from a side stairwell. I headed up and then down a hall of doors.

The tune sounded again from behind one of the doors. I stopped before it and knocked.

"Come in!" called a female voice.

I stepped into the room and stopped dead. There, in a gorgeous flowing white wedding dress, was my last year English teacher. "Miss Foley?"

She turned to regard me. "Wade? What are you doing here?"

"I...um..." I tried to push the door closed behind me, but it didn't latch. "Miss Foley..."

She was a vision. I had such a crush on her the previous year, with her intelligence, womanly proportions, and her stylish bob of blonde-streaked brown hair. I realized that she had similar looks to the porn starlet Cadey Mercury.

"Oh God..." she said, her face stricken, "you know, don't you? You're here to stop me from getting married."

I blinked. Know?

She quickly closed the distance between us and grabbed the front of my shirt. "It's my wedding day, Wade...this isn't fair! Why now?"

I was really missing something here. "Um..."

She pulled me into a passionate kiss and I took only a moment to gracefully recover and return her fervor. My arms surrounded her waist and pulled her close.

She broke the kiss. "Once you were no longer my student, I dreamed of just calling you up, but I didn't know what to say...'I have a crush on you?' 'I want to make love with you all day?'"

"Um..."

She dropped to her knees. "I can't let this opportunity go to waste...I'm not married yet!" She quickly unzipped my jeans and pulled my suddenly hard cock into her mouth.

I gasped, and heard another, fainter gasp from the slightly open door. Piper was watching from the hallway! I wanted to put my hands on Miss Foley's head, but that would have messed up her headpiece and hairdo, and those looked like they had taken forever to get just right.

Miss Foley pulled off of my cock. "I'm not calling off the wedding, but I do want to kiss my new husband with the taste of your cum in my mouth, Wade. Ohm." Then she surrounded my cock with her lips again.

She was actually not as good as my stepmother at blowjobs, but it felt fantastic anyway. Still... "Miss Foley, you said you wanted to make love with me?"

She pulled back and gazed at my raging hardon. "Ohh, I shouldn't, but..." She got up and shimmied out of the skirt part of her gown, leaving her in white garters, stockings, and underwear, as well as her bustier, before bending over her makeup table. She pulled the gusset of her panties aside and looked back at me with lust. "Please, Wade..."

I moved up behind her, caressed her shapely asscheeks -- fantastic! -- and then knelt to lap at her trimmed pussy. I heard her moan as my tongue slipped into her warm tunnel. After a minute or so of preparation, I stood back up and slotted the head of my 7 incher between those now very wet pussy lips. Looking over at Piper's wide-open eyes peering through the slightly open doorway, I pushed my erection into my teacher's love furnace.

"Ohh fuuuck!" she moaned. "You're bigger than my fiance..."

I looked up and could see Miss Foley staring back at me in the mirror as I penetrated her hot, wet insides. She was wearing a strapless top, so I reached forward and flipped the fabric down, causing her C-cup breasts to spill out into my hands. My cock bottomed out inside her before I pulled back to thrust into her again and again.

"Yeeesss..." she moaned. "So hot..."

I fucked her for several minutes before I heard voices outside of the room. Then I heard Piper call out from the door, "Fifteen minutes, Miss Foley!"

"Oh God, stop, Wade," she urged me, and I pulled out. I thought that she was going to suck me off, but then she lay back on a settee, her legs spread. "You have to be quick," she urged me as she pulled her panties aside again, and I easily slipped my member back inside her.

A couple minutes later, she said, "Wade, I want...uhh...to feel your cum inside me as I walk down the aisle...huhh..."

I thought that she meant in her stomach, and I started to pull out to finish in her mouth, but then her stocking-clad legs wrapped themselves around me.

"In me...in mee..." she moaned as I felt her vagina squeeze me.

Realizing that she wanted a creampie and I had no choice, my orgasm suddenly exploded from my loins. "UNHH! Ohh, Miss Foley..." I cried out as my cum raced up my shaft and inundated the unprotected insides of my old teacher. "OHH! Fuucckk..."

"Gaaahd!" she cried out as I felt her pussy rippling along my cock as she came, urging more of my sperm to penetrate her depths. Spurt after spurt of my seed was injected deep within her.

Finally, I collapsed upon her, breathing heavily. "Good boy..." she murmured. Why were all these older women calling me a good boy?

I pulled out carefully and Miss Foley pulled her panties back in place to confine my load within her sexy body. "Thank you, Wade, but you should go so that I can get ready. Hello, Miss, I hope you enjoyed the show." She waved at Piper peering through the door and then gave me a wink.

Smiling, I gave Miss Foley another kiss and left with Piper.

"Wade, how often do things like that happen to you?" Piper asked as we exited the building.

I looked uncomfortable. "Actually, quite a bit in the last few days."

"Do you know if she's on the pill, or did you possibly just knock your teacher up?"

I looked more uncomfortable. "I dunno."

"Please tell me you can go again. I'm fucking horny as hell after watching that." Piper was chewing her lower lip, and I could see that her nipples were poking out her tight top.

"I might need some time to recuperate," I responded.

"Your place, then, to avoid my Mom."

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Rayanne's SUV wasn't in the driveway, and I remembered that Tanya had said that she was going to visit her boyfriend, so either Piper and I were going to be alone, or Ella was home. After we went inside, I knocked on my younger stepsister's bedroom door.

"Hello?"

I waved for Piper to move back out of sight and opened Ella's door. "Hey, just seeing if you're here."

The bespectacled blonde lay on her bed, reading, wearing just a long t-shirt that showed off her slim legs. "What's up?" she asked. I think she realized that this was the first time that we'd been alone since we took each other's virginities at her mother's direction, and I saw her cheeks redden.

"Nothin'," I replied, "I'm just gonna go watch some videos and wondered if I needed to keep the volume down."

She nodded.

"Okay, bye." I closed the door.

"Bye."

Piper and I went into my room and closed the door. In a flash, her skirt was off and she was bent over my bed. "Guess we gotta be quiet, huh?" she whispered as I came up behind her and unfastened my jeans.

"Yeah." My cock was hard again, surprisingly after all the sex I'd had that day, and I rubbed it along her very puffy pussy lips. She had been raring to go since I had inseminated my last year's English teacher just before her wedding ceremony.

"Condom!" she whispered back as she passed me a foil packet.

I took it, examined it, and then ripped it open. I had never put one on before, so on my first attempt I pressed the outside onto the head of my cock, but of course I couldn't unroll it that way. Then I turned it around and rolled it down my 7" shaft. Now ready, I pressed the covered head back between Piper's moist vaginal lips.

"Mmm..." she moaned as I pushed into her. She was so wet that I was easily able to get all of myself inside her. "So full..." she moaned.

I pushed at her top and she assisted in pulling that and her sports bra off so that I could paw her A-cup breasts as I began thrusting into her. It felt good, but all the sex I'd had up until then had been without a condom, so the noticeable deadening of sensation slowed me down. Plus, I'd cum three times already that day. By the time I reached my own release, happy to finally cum inside Piper (even if it was inside a condom), she had quietly orgasmed three times and was a floppy mess on my bed. I lay next to her, feeling very tired as she pulled the filled condom off and tied the end.

"Oh, Mr. Fuckalot's all fucked out?" she asked me as she snuggled into my shoulder.

"Jeez, yeah," I responded, my eyelids getting heavy.

"'kay, I should head home." She gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Seeya, Gordon."

I snickered at the inside joke, and moments later fell asleep.

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*Bow-chicka-wow-wow!*

I heard the porn sound but didn't fully wake. Why did it sound after I had sex with Piper? I wondered, but then I was asleep again, though I could somehow still see my bedroom. Piper hadn't closed my door all the way, and I saw Ella looking in, her eyes wide. Oh shit, I was still naked! She stepped in silently, her eyes roving my nude form. Then her gaze fell upon the used condom, and she took it in hand to examine it. After a few seconds, she seemed to make a decision and left my room with the condom, closing the door behind her.

But I could still see her, as if my eyes were a camera following her back down the hall to her room. She closed and locked her door, and yet I was still with her. She sat on the bed and untied the used prophylactic carefully. She gave the contents a sniff and wrinkled her nose a little, then she put a finger into the load I had left inside it and drew it out, examining it closely and feeling its viscosity between her thumb and first two fingers. She put those fingers into her mouth, smacking her lips as she tasted semen for the first time.

Not seeming to like the taste, she shimmied back to lay with her shoulders on her pillow, elevating her torso, and then pulled her shirt and panties off. She directed those digits down to her pussy, either forgetting or unconcerned that they'd just had sperm on them. They dipped between her pussy lips, and soon she was thrusting them inside herself, her eyes closed. As she got closer to her orgasm, she absentmindedly dropped the open condom onto her stomach so that she could use her other hand to manipulate her clit. As she continued pleasuring herself, the condom shifted, and a trickle of my cum slipped out of the open end, moving slowly toward her crotch.

"Uh...uhh..." Ella moaned, her body so focused on cumming that she couldn't feel the liquid as it all came out and ominously slithered down her lower stomach, and then along her landing strip of pubic hair. Finally, the amount of the white substance that made it through her pubes marinaded her labia, catching on her fingers as she thrust them inside. Drop after drop of my dangerous sperm was transferred from her pussy lips to her fingers and then thrust into her unprotected insides. Finally, her body could take no more and she came hard. "HUHH! UHUHH!" Her fingers slammed home, pushing even more of my swimmers inside her as her spasming pussy sucked it all deeper. Finally, she fell back onto the bed and, smiling, napped.

My mind snapped back into my room and the memory flitted away, like a dream, as my body slept on.

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*Bow-chicka-wow-wow!*

I opened my eyes.

"Mmm, look at you, already naked."

I looked up to see Rayanne in my bedroom doorway, her eyes roaming my unclothed body.

"Rayanne! Uh, hey, can I talk to you for a second?"

She came in and closed the door behind her. "Yes?"

With what had happened earlier with Miss Foley urging me to cum inside her just before her wedding ceremony, I was feeling bad for her fiance -- oh, he would be her husband by now, I realized. I was doing too many terrible things in this dream, the worst of which was raping girls in the change room at school during the timestop scenario. I had to wake up, finally...I pinched my arm hard. "Ow!"

"Why'd you do that, Wade?" Rayanne sat on the bed next to me, her brow creased.

"Shit...wake up wake up..." I smacked myself hard in the face, and then again.

She grabbed my hands. "Wade! What're you doing?"

"Either this is real, or I can't wake up," I explained.

"You're awake, Wade. Did you have some sort of nightmare?"

"Don't get mad, but...do you want to have sex with me?" I winced, waiting for a slap.

She licked her lips. "Well, now that you ask..."

"Shit." I lay back, and then noticed that Rayanne was unfastening her blouse. "Wait!"

"Hm?"

I sat back up and covered my penis, which was getting hard again. "Um, some stuff has happened recently, and I can't keep having sex with you. I don't want to actually have a baby with you...I'm sorry, Rayanne."

She looked sheepish. "Oh. Umm, well, I just said all that because it seemed to get you hot...it certainly did it for me, but I've been taking the pill. It was just fantasy...this old woman has to use any tool at her disposal to turn on a handsome young man like you."

I was flooded with relief. "Rayanne...that's...you're not old...you're gorgeous and sexy."

"Aw, thank you for saying so, Wade." Her hand was trying to push mine away from my package.

"Rayanne, please...we can't have sex anymore, I'm sorry; I don't think it's right."

She sat back and looked sad. "I see. Well, we had some fun, didn't we? Can I have a hug?" She held out her arms.

I was still naked, but shuffled over so she could pull me into her arms.

"I love you," she whispered in my ear.

"I...I love you." That was the first time that we had said it to each other, and properly as stepmother and stepson.

She gave me a peck on the cheek and left.

I lay back and somehow immediately fell back into dozing again. My mind's eye left my bedroom to follow Rayanne into her own as she took off her clothes and lay upon her bed. Her hands deftly roamed her voluptuous form, squeezing her sensitive breasts and snaking down to manipulate her clit.

"Oh, Wade, I was on my period when your Dad died and never opened up my next pack of pills," she spoke aloud. "I hope you'll forgive me. Maybe nothing will happen, or maybe you're going to be very upset in a few months. Unhh..." She had a small orgasm, thinking about my baby possibly growing inside her as she thrust her fingers inside.

I slept on, her words quickly forgotten.

To be continued...