Modified Adverts Chapter 10
Summary: Jason Atkins was a 18-year-old freshman in college. Using his knowledge, he modified the ads and media programs consumed by college students and teachers, including his own Mother and sister. This story chronicled the women's gradual change, without anyone realizing.
In this chapter, Jason Atkins had a few encounters at campus, including his attractive coach, girlfriend, and his hot Vice Principal.
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Mom & Sis
It was morning. I went downstairs, bring down Mom's lace thong with me. Every night, after practicing her deepthroat skills on me, Mom had a habit of "accidentally" leaving behind her freshly worn panties in my bedroom, so I had to bring it down to the laundry basket next morning.
Before she left my room, I would've already snatched up the miniscule material, locate the gusset, pressed it against my nose, and took a few good sniff, enjoying the rich aroma of Mom's soaked pussy. By the time Mom was about to step out into the hallway, I was already furiously stroking my cock, one hand holding Mom's soaked panties on my nose.
Mom definitely knew what I was doing to her panties every night.
In the kitchen, Mom and I began our daily routine of making out and dry-humping on the living hall couch, while waiting for Anna to wake up and come join us.
Today however, there was some slight changes. Anna came down the stairs while I was in the midst of gliding my shaft along Mom's ass cleavage, my hand reached around the front to strum her clit, trying to bring her to orgasm. Anna kissed both of us on the lips.
"Wait... Jason... ooohhhh... wait... Just... Ohhhhh fuuuuccckkkk... Just... Wait..." Mom struggled to speak. I slowed down, wondering what happened.
"Mommy wants to try something new today. Let's change positions."
Mom positioned both Anna and I facing each other. Unable to control ourselves, my sister and I began making out like usual. I slid my phallus between her vagina lips, splitting her without penetration, eliciting loud moans from her.
Mom pressed her naked body onto me from behind. I could feel her soft breasts and hard nipples on my back. Her hands reached around from behind, touching my body all over.
"Let's see if you can control yourself with two women at the same time," said Mom teasingly. I was still gliding along Anna's pussy, Mom used her hand to press my erection deeper into her daughter, splitting her lips farther apart. I could even feel my cock grinding against my sister's hard clit.
Anna rested her head on my shoulders, her heavy breathing and constant moans were very loud in my left ear. Mom rested her head on my right shoulder from behind. She whispered naughty, dirty ideas into my right ear.
"Yesss... Harder... fuck your sister harder... show her how much you want to fuck her... go ahead... fuck her like how you fuck Mommy..."
I wanted to touch Mom. I reached behind, grabbing her ass. I squeezed it, resulting in a loud moan from Mom into my ear.
"You naughty boy... touching Mommy's ass when you're fucking your sister... oooohhhhh... you should... aaahhhhh... you should... focus on your sister... Oooohhhh..."
"Mom... Anna... aaahhhh..." My mind was overloaded with lust, I couldn't even form a normal sentence.
"Harder... Harder big brother... I'm almost there... fuck me like how you fuck Mommy..." Anna pleaded.
I couldn't control myself. I increased the pace of my thrusting. With Mom egging me forward, both Anna and I orgasmed together.
The living hall was filled with animalistic groans from both of us. We thrusted our bodies against each other, eager for our orgasms to continue as long as we could.
We dislodged when our orgasms ended. Mom cleaned my cock with a warm kitchen cloth which she had prepared earlier.
"You still need a lot of practice, Jason. Your eruption happens way too early when you do it with two women," said Mom nonchalantly while cleaning my phallus.
"You can practice on me anytime you want, Big brother." Anna suggested, pulling my head down for a deep kiss.
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Coach Galdot
Not long ago, Coach Galdot had proposed we continue our workout sessions in the nude.
"Ever since we had the discussion about helping you with your problem with your sensitive reaction to New Feminism (Chapter 08), I've been thinking about how to help you in the best way possible.
Let's start with working out naked. You're stuck with me in the gym every morning, so it's a good opportunity for you to practice your control. There's definitely gonna be a lot of close physical contact.
It'll be fun," Coach Galdot said with a mischievous giggle. We were in the midst of our semi-regular morning session. I visited Coach in her office whenever I had free time so she could help "
nurse me back to good health
", like she promised. Having finished teasing me, she went back to sucking my cock.
It had become common for Coach to engage with me in mundane conversations while she pleasured my cock during my regular "health" visits to her office. I suspected she look forward to my visits far more than I do, because she seemed to put effort into dressing up and making herself look attractive for me, even though she didn't have to since she was already stunningly beautiful.
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After we arrived at campus, I went to look for Coach Galdot. Today, she wore a tight crop top. It covered just her breasts, leaving her entire toned midriff exposed. The crop top was covered with a thin tracksuit top. Her two hard nipples made very obvious impressions through the outfit. This meant her top was sheer, and she was braless.
On her hips, Coach wore a short running skirt. It was barely long enough to cover her ass, leaving a healthy portion of her cheeks exposed. She completed the ensemble with a pair of running shoes.
Coach Galdot's attire represented the latest trend in sportswear, as shown on movies, tv shows, ads, and magazine covers. Sportswear had gradually become more revealing for a host of positive reasons. More people had taken up interest in sports, as reflected by rising viewership during sports events. Because of the exposure, more and more women had opted to wear revealing sportswear as part of their casual outfits outside of sports.
I found her near the locker room.
"Good morning, Coach."
"Good morning, handsome. I look forward to our