Milk of Desire, Book III: Chapter 1 – Setting a new direction.

I woke the next day as if nothing had ever happened. Jen wasn’t rude, but happy as she woke me up for the breakfast Mom was making. Mom had the day off as did we, and we enjoyed a Sunday home as a normal family.

It was refreshing to take a break from sneaking and hiding from my mother. That and yesterday was kind of exhausting, so just relaxing and watching TV and doing normal house chores was nice. I decided that from now on I would try to keep Sunday as a day of rest from sex since the last thing I wanted was to ruin my valued family time.

Monday morning came and I was refreshed and ready for action. I rode to school with Jen, picked up Lisa and Katey, who both sat in the back with me of course. Then I got what was now a customary double blowjob from my foxy ladies on the drive to school. While Lisa had my firm cock in her mouth Katey whispered in my ear, “I’ve decided to stop taking my birth control pill.” Then she deftly pulled off her panties from under her skirt and put my hand on her pussy.

Shit that made me so hard I almost came in Lisa’s mouth right then. I diddled her already wet cunt and asked her softly back, “Do you really mean what I think you mean?”

She nodded and pulled me in for a hard passionate kiss. After that I almost roughly pushed Lisa away and in the tight confines of the back seat I turned to get between Katey’s parting thighs.

I’d fucked my sister once in her back seat, but then it had just been the two of us and the car wasn’t moving at the time. It was difficult to get any rhythm, and I might not have even cum before we got to school if I hadn’t been so turned on, but having rested up the day before filled her up with my sticky swimmers.

“Tomorrow I get the cream pie before school,” Lisa teased with a smile as we pulled into the school parking lot. Quickly we all put back our clothing for school and went about our day as if nothing unusual had happened.

I didn’t really pay attention much that day, because Katey’s intentions got me worried once I wasn’t lusting for her. She wanted to have my baby? We were technically a couple, and I think I did love her more than just a object, but what if what happened to my mother happened to her? If she got pregnant would the spell get broken and would she hate me? I didn’t like that idea at all, but I guess the only way to find out if that would happen would be to try it.

But was I ready to be a father? I didn’t have a job, or any means of supporting us. I still had two years of high school after this one. I suppose Mom would let us stay at home, but she was already working long hours to support the two of us, much less another woman and a child. And on top of that, was I sure Lisa and Jen were both on the pill? I’d never used a condom, so for all I knew they could all be pregnant already! My imagination was running away with me. Mom’s a nurse, and if I knew Jen was sexually active, then Mom must have known also, so had to be on the pill. Lisa I was less sure of, but decided I’d have to ask later.

Most of the day was spent with me then imagining each of my girls with round bellies and kids underfoot. It really did make me smile and I realized that would actually be a great future, but I’d need to find a way to afford it. We’d need a big house, lots of yard space, and I’d need to find a way to get a good job that paid lots of money. What was I good at? I got decent math and science grades with lousy English and almost failing Spanish grades. Maybe an engineer, architect, or banking job would be for me? I decided to visit the guidance councilor during a study hall.

He was a weird guy I’d never seen before, but that’s because he mostly dealt with seniors and juniors. He was balding with frizzy hair and thick glasses, but still seemed polite as he welcomed me into his office and asked what he could do for me.

I explained how I was already thinking about what job I wanted after school, and he just talked about college and my grades. I tried to narrow down on what I could do without college, since I really didn’t want to wait another four years, and maybe couldn’t if any of the girls were already pregnant, but he didn’t listen to anything I had to say and just droned on about how if I wanted to get anywhere in life I absolutely has to go to college, and to do that I needed to work harder on my grades. After ten minutes I thanked him for his time politely, if disingenuously, but he seemed happy thinking he’d helped and I returned to my study hall positive that had been a complete waste of my time.

Maybe I didn’t need to go to college, or even finish school at all? If this power I had worked, then maybe all I needed to do was use it on the right people and I could get whatever I wanted. So what did I want? I decided to make a list, so took out a notebook and started writing. First up is money, so I’d need a banker or someone already wealthy. Second would be a house, a nice big one, so an architect to build one, or a realtor to buy one. Mom was a nurse, so covering medical wouldn’t be a problem. But I didn’t know anyone who could fill the rest of this list, but I decided to start keeping my ears open and ask some questions.

Another class ended and I was headed to gym. It was the only class that groups all the classes together, from freshmen to seniors, but I really didn’t know anyone much outside of my own class. I’d have loved to see any of my girls now, but they all had gym in the afternoon. Not even Jake was in this class with me, so gym was often lonely.

I didn’t usually have a problem, but today while changing two seniors came up behind me while I was only in my underwear and grabbed at my clothes. “Hey,” I said harshly, while feeling very scared that I was going to get beat up.

The bigger one was blonde and his name was Derrick, but I didn’t know the slightly smaller guy with brown hair, but they both were football players and well built strong guys. Derrick took the lead while pulling my pants away from my grasp, “What’s his sister call him again Chad?” he asked his friend.

“Runt,” said the other. I recognized his voice then and remembered Chad had been Jen’s last boyfriend. I had a bad feeling this was going to get ugly.

“So tell me, Runt. What’s this I hear about you spending a lot of time with my girl?” Derrick asked, but it was more a threat than a question.

“I dunno,” I said nervously.

“See, she told me she was seeing someone else, but all I see is her hanging out with your ugly face,” Derrick poked me in the forehead as he looked down on me. “I think we need to help remember. Whatda you think?”

Chad grinded “A swirly facial.” They laughed and each grabbed one of my arms. I struggled and begged, but soon they had me in the handicapped stall , one on each side holding me upside-down and plunging the toilet bowl with my hair and flushing it to allow me to breath.