Power Of Command

And like Max has commanded, Jason just stands there next to the van and watches Max abuses Nicole orally in the backseat of the family vehicle.

Strangely enough, no one on the roads and streets notice them despite the backdoor of the vehicle is opened wide, letting everyone see how hard and fast Max is bouncing Nicole onto his huge erection.

Not even a little peek, but then again, with me and my ability, Max could easily dismiss their attention with little to no effort.

"Damn, dad. Your wife has a real nice mouth and throat. She should definitely be spending all her time tending my c.o.c.k and s.u.c.k.i.n.g out my c.u.m. It is all that she is good for, honestly."

Max comments as he thrusts in and out of her mouth and throat, using her as some sort of cheap c.o.c.k sleeve and bringing himself towards his climax.

"Yes, I suppose she should. Would you like that, son?"

Jason comments and rubs his growing erection. He wants to join in, but he feels it is very inappropriate as his wife is helping out their son with that huge problem.

"Yes, I would, and I think mum would too, but her mouth is a bit full of my c.o.c.k right now."

Max responses and bounces Nicole onto his c.o.c.k even harder and faster, not giving her any chance to suck his c.o.c.k properly.

And Max does not need Nicole to either, as the abuses he is dishing right in front of her husband is far more than enough to turn him on. It is purely revenge.

"Oh f.u.c.k, Nicole. You are one hell of a c.o.c.ksucker, aren't you? Yeah. Take my c.o.c.k. Take the c.o.c.k that you had make up of with those s.l.u.ts back in school. Take it deep in your throat as I empty everything into your stomach!"

Max roars and pushes her head against his jerking h.i.p.s repeatedly, and within a couple more minutes, only frantic groaning and gulping sound could be heard.

Her throat is moving rapidly to swallow all of that c.u.m, sending them all directly into her stomach like Max has wanted. He did not command her, but she did it anyway.

Despite that, Nicole is counting how much mouthful that could be.

Max doesn't really care at this point, as he just wants to pump his c.u.m into her throat and stomach in great delight. With my presence, the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e sensation of s.e.x is amplified many times over for those who are involved.

For those who are within range as well, as Jason nearly explodes right after seeing his wife being choke on an overdose of c.u.m. Yet, he finds nothing wrong with it.

But he does find a problem with that potty mouth of Max. However, he dismisses it immediately as it might have help Max in his o.r.g.a.s.m. A very long o.r.g.a.s.m from the looks of it.

"Wow. That is kind of brutally. Oh, hey PC. How are you? I see that you haven't chosen a form yet. Do you want some suggestion?"

Raze speaks up, causing me to snap my attention towards him.

Is it already another week?

Time in the overworld flows much differently. A week could be within a second or a few centuries.

I do hope that it will not be centuries because having Power Stones would benefit me greatly. It speeds up my cultivation, allowing me to become stronger much faster than before.

"Hello Raze. Do you have something for me?"

"Right to business, huh? I like that. Here is 120 Power Stones. Might get you to that stage… 3. It might not, but who knows. Enjoy. And see you next week? By the way, have you felt anything different? Like out of the ordinary?"

Raze questions as he examines me up and down. He could not see my form physically as I do not have one yet. I would not pick up one until I know for sure it would attract my master, whoever my master might be.

"No. Why do you ask?"

I answer him with a question of my own. He usually doesn't stay at one spot for this long, so whatever it is, it must be quite significant for him to do so.

"Nothing really. Well, see you next week. Keep working on it, PC. Maybe one day, you will truly know who you were."

Raze disappears after that, but the cryptic remarks remain with me.

I wonder what he truly meant.

Raze might not have meant anything, considering that all Powers have lived many lifetimes. They have also died many times alongside with their wielders or masters.

It is the natural cycle now, I believe. As I become stronger, I gain more and more knowledge, becoming more and more aware of many things. Past lives will surface in my mind eventually, and it will shape who I would eventually become.

With 120 more Power Stones in my possession, I might able to cultivate to the next stage. I pay some more attention to Max and Nicole before I did, finding that they are still at it with Jason watching on.

It would take a while, considering how much Max can c.u.m thanks to my presence, and he has already c.u.m quite a lot.

C.u.m is already leaking down his shaft and soaking his balls. It runs along the leather seat and dripping onto the floor while Nicole is choking on his c.o.c.k.

Max would not let her head go until he floods her mouth and throat a couple more times, all in front of her approving husband.

Since it is a repeat from what he just did, I rather not watch the rest. I concentrate on extracting energy from the Power Stones and allowing it to fill my essence and entering my consciousness.

And once a Power Stone is completely drained of its conceptual energy, it turns from fiery red to white before fracturing into glass-like sands. The sand will disappear from reality eventually. I am unsure to why it did not disappear immediately, but I will find out one day.

It takes a few hours before I run out of Power Stones once more.

Despite that, I am unable to reach stage 3 of the Foundation of the Mind. I am at peak stage 2 though, so it would take a little bit more push.

I immediately check on Max and what he has been doing. He and Nicole are no longer in the backseat of the van with Jason watching.

They are now watching television together in the living room. They must have dinner during the time that I was busy cultivating my mind, and from the look of it, they have been sitting here for a while.

Max is thinking deeply to himself. If he wasn't, Nicole would be sitting across his l.a.p.s, bouncing up and down his c.o.c.k while the two boys watch television with their father.

It is most likely, considering the huge erection Max is sporting. He manages to restrain himself until it is late into the night. I wonder why, but perhaps, he is recalling some things from his memory.

"Alright kids. Time for bed."

Nicole speaks up when the show finally finishes. Her husband, Jason grabs hold of the remote to switch the channel. He would still be watching television for another hour or so while his wife and sons sleep upstairs.

Once Nicole tugs her two children into their bed, she heads back into the living room with a frown.

"What is the matter, mum?"

Max questions since Jason is too focused onto the television screen.

"I just realize we don't have a room for you, Max. How did that happen?"

"Oh. That is fine, mum. You don't have to worry about that. I will just sleep with you and dad instead, at least until there is a room for me. Hope you and dad won't mind?"

Max points out, knowing exactly that neither Nicole or Jason would mind with his suggestion. He had to tell them not to worry about it, as the more they think about the missing room, the faster they will snap out of it.

I realize that my power is not absolute, and I would need to continue reinforcing the commands unless there is a reason not to.

"No, of course not. Well, have fun you two. I think I will retire for the night. It has been a very long day after all."

Nicole answers while rubbing her sore throat and swallowing repeatedly.

Jason simply nods as acknowledgement, finding any requests or suggestions from Max to be perfectly acceptable.

Max watches Nicole heads back out of the living room before yawning and getting off the couch and heading to bed as well.

"I think I go and f.u.c.k mum for a bit, dad. It will be a while, so no need to hurry to bed. Just enjoy your time down here. As a matter of fact, it is probably better for you to sleep on the couch tonight."

Max tells Jason, who nods in agreement, finding that also to be perfectly acceptable.

The house is luxury enough to have an ensuite even if it is a small one. The house was recently erected by Shield after all, and they have some very modern house designs.

I am curious of how they manage to get them, but perhaps, Max has something to do with it.

"Max? You off to bed early. Where is your father?"

Nicole questions after she heads out of the bathroom and finds Max sitting on the bed.

"He is still watching television, and he will be for a while. Anyway, we should snooze instead of waiting for him to come, mum."

Max then gets up from the bed and removes his shirt, causing Nicole to blink questioningly.

"What are you doing, Max?"

Nicole questions when he about to remove his pants.

"Getting ready for bed? I sleep n.a.k.e.d. Always have. Always will. You should get ready for bed too. Oh, don't mind me since I am your son after all."

Max points out before stripping down his pants, letting loose his massive erection. It sticks out like an angry cannon.

Nicole nods at the suggestion and begins to unbutton her blouse, somewhat hesitantly. She finds it is somewhat wrong, but she is unable to get her mind around.

"Hurry up, mum. We don't have all night, you know."

Max tells Nicole as he takes his seat on the bed. His hegs spread with his c.o.c.k pointing straight at the ceiling, all in front of Nicole.

She obviously finds that strange, but then again, her son did say that he sleeps n.a.k.e.d. She accepts that without complains as she removes her shirt and skirt, revealing cotton p.a.n.t.i.e.s and bra underneath.

Those aren't the same one this afternoon and evening as those ones are utterly drenched due to being molested in the backseat of the van.

Nicole reaches around the back and unclasped her bra, letting it slides off the length of her arms and allowing Max to see her b.r.e.a.s.ts. Those large and round a.r.e.o.l.ae with puffy n.i.p.p.l.es.

She then put on her nightie to get ready for bed.

"What? Is there something wrong, Max?"

Nicole questions when Max keeps on staring at her with a smile on his face.

"Not at all, mum. Not at all. By the way, don't you usually say prayer before you sleep?"

Max questions.

Nicole is puzzled somewhat. Like most people in America at this time, she is religious, but not really a devout like some people. Therefore, she doesn't really say prayers before a meal or before bed.

However, since Max has suggested, she guesses it would be fine.

"Alright, Max. Shall we say our prayer?"

Nicole questions, readying to kneel on the floor to pray.

"I did not say we, Nicole. I say you. Come kneel here between my legs and worship this c.o.c.k of mine like you mean it. Make sure my balls are fully drained before you can finally go to sleep."