M.W.P. Ch. 02

Thanks to markf52 for the editing help.

All characters in sexual encounters are eighteen years of age or older.

Characters:

Reginold Dewon Jackson Jr. (Reggie): Eighteen, near eidetic memory, senior in high school.

Don Timpton: Reggie's guardian, owner of Timpton Engineering and Consulting.

Amber Timpton: Don's much younger wife, one of Reggie's MWPs.

Rita Collens: Married to Ralph, lives next door to Reggie, and buys herbs from him, one of his MWPs.

Nancy Larame: Married to Matthew, a used car salesman. She's the phys ed and cheer coach at Reggie's high school, one of Reggie's MWPs.

Dan Tiller: Neighbor and friend of Don's.

Carol Tiller: Dan's younger wife, stepmother to Jasmine and Jimmy.

Jasmine Tiller: Dan's eighteen-year-old daughter.

Jimmy Tiller: Dan's sixteen-year-old son, one of Reggie's ways into the Tiller household.

Nikki Nader: Wife of the mayor, Jeffery Nader, and mother to Bree and Lexi.

Sabreena (Bree) Nader: Classmate, daughter of the mayor, fraternal twin to Lexi.

Alexandra (Lexi) Nader: Classmate, also the daughter of the mayor, fraternal twin to Bree.

Clovice Turner: Billy and Chace's father, owner of Turner Auto Plex, and employer of half the town, including Nancy's husband, Matt.

Jimmy's Bullies: William (Billy) Turner, Chace Turner, Haiden Baker, and Mark Lathem.

Senior Cheer Team: Jasmine Tiller, Vivian Daniels, Violet Mercer, Connie Little, Rebecca Taylor, and Sandy Hudson.

Blair Gant: Home Ec. and Health teacher, prude.

Sue Carter: Tattoo artist who does the tattoos and piercings for Reggie and his MWPs.

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Amber is not an early riser, and I'm not either, but when you gotta pee, you gotta pee. When I came out of the bathroom, the light highlighted Amber. She was lying on her stomach with one of her legs straight and the other bent at the knee, almost at ninety degrees from the straight one. It gave me a perfect view of her pussy; I could see that it was still red and puffy from the fucking I had given her earlier. My cock began to get hard, and I knew just how to solve that problem.

I stroked my cock as I walked back to the bed, then I pulled Amber to the side of the bed, dropping her legs off the side, and then bent her at the waist. That didn't wake her up, but me pushing my cock inside her sure did. She let out a deep and prolonged grunt when I did that, and she tried to crawl away from me, but I was holding onto her hips, so she couldn't go far. I pulled her back to me and buried what I could of my cock into her, making sure to push until I hit her cervix.

I had but one goal, and that was to empty my balls in her. I fucked her hard and fast, and when I looked at the bedside clock, I saw that it read 3:45 am, so now my goal was to nut in Amber and go back to sleep. I grabbed Amber by her hair and pulled her to me. "Don had a vasectomy; you were never going to have his baby, but you will have mine, won't you?" I said to her as I pounded her from behind.

"Yes, give me a baby!" She screamed as an orgasm hit her.

"You're mine," I growled as I shot my load into her.

I didn't even have to tell her to clean my cock, because, as soon as I pulled out, she turned and began to clean me. I got back in bed, and she finished what she was doing, then we fell back to sleep. The alarm on the clock went off at 6:30 am, and we got up and showered together. Amber was a totally different person than she was yesterday; today she was all about taking care of me and my needs. She made us some breakfast, and then at 7:30 I had her call the school and tell them I was going to be late.

Amber never once asked why I had her call the school; she just did it. I picked out her clothes for our trip to Sue's tattoo parlor: a black miniskirt, a very sexy red lace push-up bra, one of my white, long-sleeved dress shirts, a pair of red, four-inch high-heel shoes, and no panties. The shirt was to be unbuttoned and tied, leaving her bra exposed. I had never seen her in them, but Amber wore glasses, and they were going to make her outfit a shit-ton hotter, so I told her to wear them when she finished putting on her make-up.

The doorbell rang, and when Amber answered it, it was Rita. She looked as if she had not slept at all as she brushed past Amber and came straight for me, pulling my face down and kissing me like a long-lost lover. She seemed to calm and regain her composure. "Are you okay?" I asked her.

"I am now! I had a difficult time sleeping last night."

"We're about to go to Sue's; go get ready, and you can go with us."

Amber walked up to her, took her by the hand, and led her to our room. I went and got Don's computer and put it into my bag. While Amber was getting marked as mine, I was going to see what else I could find out about Don and his company. Hopefully, I could find out why he had those pictures of my mom. I had to wait for about twenty minutes and was not disappointed. Rita came out wearing an outfit like Amber's, except Rita wasn't wearing glasses, and her bra and shoes were purple, and purple looked good against her tan skin.

The ladies got themselves some bottled water for the trip, and I grabbed my computer bag, with Don's computer in it, and went to my truck. When Amber and Rita got in the truck, their skirts rose up and gave me a terrific view of their shaved, bare pussies. The two of them made small talk while I drove us to Sue's. While they talked, Rita never hinted, or attempted to tell Amber, where we were going.

When we pulled up to Sue's, I walked around to their doors to let them out. As they got out, they turned completely sideways, with their legs open, giving me another view of their pussies again. We walked into Sue's, hand in hand, and as soon as we walked in, Sue greeted me with a look of amusement on her face and said, "This one I know," while pointing at Rita, "and this one I don't," pointing at Amber.

"This is Amber, and she was added last night."

"You want the same as the others, right?"

"Yeah, but this one gets 'Reggie's baby factory' above her pussy."

Sue began to laugh as she took Amber by the hand and led her to the back. Rita kept looking at me and towards the back. "You want to go back there with Amber, don't you?" I asked Rita. Rita nodded her head. "Go," I said, motioning for her to go and be with Amber.

It didn't take long for me to have Amber's name added to my list of MWPs on my chest. I sat up front and fired up Don's computer as I began to dig for anything that I could use against him. I quickly found a very important detail that would make Don very sorry he had done what he had. Everything Don owned, and I mean everything, was in my name, for what reason, I haven't a clue, but it was. Now that I had all the documentation I needed to sink him, I set out to do so. The first thing I did was to log into all his accounts and change the usernames and passwords so that I controlled all the money.

I learned that he had used some of my money to subsidize his company when it was about to go under and that he has a severe gambling problem. The more I dug, the more pissed I became, as I found that he had strong-armed and blackmailed my mom into giving him money. When a huge sum of cash supposedly came up missing from accounts my mom handled, he made it look like my mom was embezzling money from him. "That's how he got her to have sex with him, taking those pictures of my mom," I thought to myself. I was ready to kill Don, but I wouldn't use a weapon per se. Instead, I would let him see his beautiful wife, big and pregnant, and then show him a video of me fucking her and her begging me to knock her up.

I found pictures of him and some of his 'buddies' standing around a fire, out in the middle of nowhere, with their white sheets on. This motherfucker was a member of the clan! I had no idea why he had me around, but I don't think it's out of the kindness of his heart. I searched his social media and identified as many of his 'buddies' as I could. The leader of his group was the mayor of our town, Jeffery Nader. I looked him up and knew that I was going to fuck his wife, Nikki, and his daughters, Sabreena and Alexandra. Nikki, from the pictures he had of her on his social media, was a tall, thick woman. She wasn't fat by any means; she was 'thick,' and she was made for a big, black cock, my big, black cock.

She was a woman that needed a big cock to satisfy her, by the way she was built. I would say she's at least four inches taller than her husband. She has fiery red hair, tits that could float a boat, and an ass that has its own zip code. Like I said, she was made for my black cock, and I was going to have her. Sabreena (Bree) and Alexandra (Lexi) went to school with me and were fraternal twins. Sabreena looked more like her dad, short and chubby but fuckable, and Alexandra took after her mother in every way, and both had their mother's fiery red hair and were actually older than me by a few months.

The others in the group were mostly businessmen from around town, most of whom I didn't know. Some had wives, some didn't, and the ones that did, I would have to decide if some of the wives were even worth fucking and putting my Black baby in them. Pastor Daniel Evans, the pastor of our church, was one of Don's white-sheet-wearing buddies. I would have no problem adding his wife, Lilly, and daughter, Ruth, as one of my MWPs, filling them with my Black baby makers. I'm sure Ruth's husband, John, is a little dick, white sheet-wearing dipshit, like the others.

I needed to get to school and get it over with, and if I made it to school in the next hour, I wouldn't have an absence. I made it to school with ten minutes to spare. I went to the gym for P. E. and was called to the office by Nancy. She, too, was jonesing for some reason, because she looked even worse than Rita had.

As soon as I was in her office, she had me close and lock the office door, which was a no-no. She was half naked and bent over her desk when I turned back around. I knew what she wanted, but she wasn't going to get it on her terms; she would get it on mine.

I walked up behind her and gave her a very hard smack on the ass, right on the cheek with her new tattoo on it, taking her by surprise. "What was that for?" she asked with tears in her eyes when she turned to look at me.

"You are putting both of us at risk, acting the way you are."

"I woke up this morning needing you. Not my husband, you!"

"What do you mean, 'needing me'?"

"I need to feel the way you made me feel this weekend, and you're the only man to have ever done that. My husband sure as hell never has, and never will, make me feel the way you have, so it's you my body is craving!"

I dropped my shorts and told her, "On your knees." She turned and knelt in front of me and reached for my cock. I slapped her hand away. "I know you want it, but you can't have it. I'm in control, not you. Do you understand me?" I said to her as she looked up at me with her beautiful ice-grey eyes.

"Whose mark do you wear?"

"Yours."

"You may be married to another man, but you indeed belong to me. Get up and get dressed!"

"If I bring you more women, will you make me feel like you did again?"

"What women?"

"How about the senior cheer squad, or Blair... Mrs. Gant?"

"Is all the cheer squad eighteen?"

"Yes, all except Vivian; she's nineteen."

"And how do you suppose you're going to get them to let me fuck them?"

"I would get them to take your 'vitamins.'"

Before she could pull her tracksuit up, I bent her over the desk and slammed into her pussy with my hard, black cock as she gave me a grunt and a moan. I needed to be quick for both our sakes, so I fucked her like a jackrabbit. It took only five minutes, but she was cumming constantly, and I gave her a very big load of my black baby makers to marinate in her for the rest of the day.

"Come by my house tonight and get the 'vitamins,' as you call them, got it?"

"Yes, thank you, I feel a whole lot better now."

I didn't have a clue as to why Rita and she were acting all skitzed out, but I will have to look into it. The thought of being able to fuck Mrs. Blair Gant kept my cock hard for most, of what was left, of the school day. She is one of those prim and proper types that wears long dresses and long-sleeved shirts; the only skin you see is from her hands, neck, and face. I can tell she has some nice tits by how she fills out her tops, and the dresses she wears can't hide the fact she has a nice ass under them.

At the end of school, I was walking to my truck when I saw a group of boys bullying Jimmy. This was an opportunity I was looking for. William (Billy) and Chace Turner, along with Haiden Baker and Mark Lathem, had pushed Jimmy to the ground and were in the process of rifling through Jimmy's book bag and taking whatever they wanted from it. I walked up behind the quartet of bullies without them noticing me. "What 'cha looking for in Jimmy's bag?" I asked, making all four of them jump.

"None of your fucking..." Chace started to say something before he turned around and saw it was me standing there, then he quickly shut his mouth.

Chace was a couple of years older than Billy; he had been held back a couple of grades, and their dad, Clovice Turner, owned 'Turner Auto Plex,' the biggest car dealership in town, so they had 'money,' while Mark and Haiden were just flunkies that followed them around. Turner's mom was not an appealing woman at all, as I've seen more curves on a two-by-four than what's on her. I can't even say she's pretty; with her nonexistent features and brown hair cut short, she looked more like a boy than anything.

I didn't know Haiden's or Mark's parents, but I would in time. "Put what you took out of Jimmy's bag back in it and leave him alone. I don't want to see you fucking with him ever again, got me?" They put whatever it was they had taken from Jimmy's bag back in the bag and then ran off.

"Thanks," he said to me as I helped him up.

"Not a problem, my friend. That's what friends do."

"Friends, we're friends?"

"Yeah, unless you don't want to be."

"No, I... I want to be friends with you."

"Seeing how those assholes made you miss the bus; I'll give you a ride home."

"Thanks," he again said as we walked to my truck.

"Not a problem, but can I ask why your sister doesn't give you a ride home?"

"She doesn't want to be seen with her kid brother."

"Next year you'll have your own car, so I wouldn't worry about it," I told him.

When we got to my truck and got in, Jimmy said, "Nice truck, but I'm a muscle car kind of guy."

"To each their own, my man, to each their own."

When I started the truck, the song 'Save a Prayer' from Duran Duran started to play.

"What music is this?" he asked.

"The best generation of music, my dude, the eighties. The song's name is 'Save a Prayer,' by Duran Duran."

"It's not bad, I like it."

The next song was Billy Idol's 'White Wedding,' and then The Eagles' 'Hotel California.' 'Comfortably Numb,' by Pink Floyd, was playing when we pulled up to his house.

"Why did you pull up at my house instead of just parking in your driveway? I would have walked home."

"I've got things I need to go and take care of. I just wanted to give you a ride home, so you didn't have to walk home."

"Thanks for that, Reggie."

"Catch cha' later, Jimmy."

Jimmy got out and walked towards the front door of his house as I pulled away to go out to the property. When I got there, I went over how I had made the first batch of pills. What I found out was some very fine grounds of my herbs got into the pills. I had used some science to make my herbs a bit more addictive so buyers would stay buyers. I used a bit more caution making the new batch of pills, but just for shits and giggles, I made a new batch, using a bit more herb in them, to see what effect it had on who took them.

Once I was done making the new pill batches, I checked on the plants and made sure they were growing like I wanted them to. Seeing that they were growing perfectly, I left the property and went home. When I got home, I could see Nancy's car in my driveway. I wasn't expecting to have three barefoot and very scantily clad women running around the house, but that's exactly what I walked in on. Amber and Rita were in see-through lace thong teddies in the colors they wore earlier, and Nancy was wearing a black one, which was a stark contrast to her alabaster skin.

They all stopped what they were doing and came over to greet me when I walked into the kitchen. "I could get used to this," I thought to myself, so I took a moment to compare the three women. Amber is a twenty-two-year-old, blue-eyed, bottle-blonde, five-five, one-hundred-ten-pound, C-cup-titts, with a nice, toned, bubble butt. Rita is a twenty-five-year-old, also a bottle blonde, with hazel eyes, five-five, one hundred twenty pounds, C-cup tits, and a nice, round, soft, heart-shaped ass. Nancy is a twenty-two-year-old, five-three, one-hundred-fifteen-pound, raven-haired, with ice-grey eyes, D-cup tits, and a cheerleader's toned body and ass. And they were all mine now!

I took in the sights for a while before we sat down to eat dinner. They had grilled steaks and potatoes and had made homemade rolls, with mixed vegetables to round out dinner. I was shocked when Amber handed me a beer and said, "You're the man of the house now." I drank my beer while I sat and watched the game highlights.

I noticed the house had gotten quiet and got up to see why. When I got to the bedroom, I found out why, as all three of the ladies were in bed and asleep. I looked at the clock, and it displayed 12:45 am, so that explained why they were in bed. I took a quick shower and then joined them, where I was almost instantly asleep when my head hit the pillow.

I slept like shit with two very active sleepers in bed with me. Amber isn't bad to sleep with, while Nancy and Rita, on the other hand, are. Nancy is a Velcro sleeper and has to sleep right on top of you, and Rita, well, she's a hitter, a biter, and a talker. When I say she's a talker, I mean she holds full-on, clear conversations with whoever it is in her dreams she's talking to. During one of her conversations, I tried to wake her up; that's when I found out she would bite and hit.

I don't know how long I slept, because I had to get on the other side of the bed and put Amber between me and the other two. I rolled out of bed like I had pulled an all-nighter. After a few minutes of being in the shower, I was joined by Nancy. It made sense, since we both had school today, but she wanted to fool around, so I had to remind her of who was in charge again, and she cooled her jets.

Rita was more of a housewife than the other two, and when I came into the bedroom from my shower, she had set out my clothes and greeted me with a morning kiss.

"Thank you," I told her.

I led her over to the bed and promptly thanked her with a morning fuck. It was a quickie, but I made sure she got what she wanted, and I left her filled with my seed. Nancy watched as I filled Rita and pouted a little; she would have to figure out she would get hers if she wouldn't be so demanding. I got dressed and went outside to see Jimmy waiting for the bus. "Don't worry about getting on the bus; I'll give you a ride to school," I yelled at him. Jimmy waved at me and then gave me two thumbs up, letting me know he had heard me.

I went back in and got a bowl of cereal, Nancy came over and kissed me on the cheek, and then the other two followed closely behind her. I gave Nancy her package of 'vitamins,' and then we left the house. Jimmy was waiting by my truck when I got to it. "Was that Mrs. Lareme leaving your house?" he asked.

"Yeah, she and Amber are friends, and they had a girls' night last night."

"Oh, okay," he said as he put on his seatbelt.

When we got to school, Billy, Chace, Haiden, and Mark were out front of the school harassing another student, but they quickly stopped when they saw me walking up. Jimmy and I said our "goodbyes" and went our separate ways. In my first period class I had a test. AP chemistry was an easy class for me, so the test was nothing. Sabreena Nader was in my class, so I made small talk with her when she finished her test. I think she was a bit nervous to talk to me, but she did. I ran into Alexandra on my way to my next class, and I could see that the two were sisters. Bree's just short and chunky, and the chunky can be fixed.

During P. E., Nancy told me that she had given Blair a few of the pills and that she had taken one with her morning coffee, causing my cock to begin waking up at the thought of getting Mrs. Gant tonight. Nancy also told me that she had only given the pills to the cheer team captains, Vivian and Jasmine, to start off with, and they would give them to the rest. "Good girl, now I want you to give some to Sabreena and Alexandra Nader."

"Okay."

I was going to let the cheerleaders stew for a while. Blair, though, I'm going to fuck the shit out of her and make her mine. I gave Nancy some of the new and improved pills and had her give those to Bree and Lexi. I would give one to Mrs. Gant tonight.

Nancy and I went to her office, where I had her strip naked. "On your knees," I ordered her as I pulled out my phone and began taking pictures of her.

"Stand up and bend over your desk," which she did.

I made sure to get her tattoos and her face together in some of the pictures. I had her redress, and then I left her office. On the way out, Jasmine walked by me, with Vivian in tow, towards Nancy's office.

It looked like to me that the pills were in full effect, so I smiled and said, "Afternoon, ladies." They had a feral look to them, and I could smell their musk as I turned and went back to Nancy's office with them. They didn't knock; they just barged in, and Nancy looked up, with a smile on her face when she saw who it was and that I was right behind them.

"So much for letting them stew," I thought, but I can't risk them getting into a situation where they force themselves on some poor, unsuspecting boy, now can I?

This was going to happen right now, whether I wanted it to or not; the pills were affecting them differently because the one thing I didn't consider was the hormones of a teenage female. One that I would correct, maybe. They went right to her desk and began telling her, "My body is on fire, and I'm very... um, like... very horny," Vivian said, with Jasmine nodding her head in agreement.

I walked up behind them and began to rub their asses. I don't think they knew they were doing it, but they pushed their asses back into my hands as I rubbed them. I used my foot to tap the inside of their feet to get them to open their legs up some, and when their legs were where I wanted them, I started to rub their pussies through their shorts, and man, were they hot. They began to moan the more I rubbed, so I slid my hand through the leg hole of their shorts and rubbed their pussies through their panties, which were soaked.

They had both stopped talking and were now moaning like they were getting fucked. I pulled Vivian's shorts and panties down and liked what I saw: a tightly sealed, bald clam. I inserted my middle finger in her, and she squeaked a little. My cock was ready, and she was more than ready, so I used the hand I had been rubbing Jasmine with to undo my pants and drop them to the floor, causing Jasmine to whimper a tad from the loss of my touch.

I swiped my cock up and down on Vivian's very wet and well-lubricated pussy a couple of times. When I got my cock in place, Vivian pushed back onto me, seating a couple of inches of my cock in her, tearing through her hymen. She was a woman on a mission, and that mission was getting my cock as deep in her as she could. "Give them one of these," I said, handing Nancy some of the new and improved pills.

"Are you two on birth control?" I asked, and they both nodded, "Yes," so we would see just how good their birth control truly is.

I reached Vivian's cervix, giving her a couple of good hard thrusts, before I pulled out and moved over to Jasmine. She looked even tighter than Vivian and just as bald, so with my cock slick with Vivian's and my combined juices, I pushed right into Jasmine, right up to her hymen. She didn't want to wait either and pushed back on me, tearing her hymen. I started to fuck her with the thought that I would now be able to fuck Carol and impregnate her in the not-so-distant future. I was ready to cum at any moment and needed to figure out who got my load, then I had an idea: give some to each of them, so that's what I did. I gave my first ropes of cum to Jasmine, and then the rest I pumped into Vivian. They seemed to both be satisfied and happy, by the way they kissed me, and then I let Nancy clean my cock for her reward.

With P. E. over, I went to my next class and daydreamed about fucking Mrs. Gant tonight. I also sat and thought about what my non-MWP ladies' tattoos were going to be. I'm thinking a black spade with my initials in silver inside it, and of course, they would get the black spade piercings. Maybe I would start another list on my chest of white pussies that aren't married, but who knows? I think Sue is going to have to give me some kind of discount, as much business as I'm giving her.

At the end of school, I was going to take Jimmy home, but four asshats had made that impossible, as Billy, Chase, Mark, and Haiden had decided to vandalize my truck. While they were vandalizing my truck, I went back into the school where the security cameras were 'monitored,' which meant there were a couple of monitors that had scrolling images from the cameras around school on them. They were, however, connected to the internet, so I live-streamed what the four were doing on all the social media platforms so there would be no denying who they were and what they were doing.

The cameras also had audio, so you could hear what they were saying. "Psssstfuuut, psssstfuuut" is what I heard as Haiden flattened the tires on the driver's side of my truck.

I watched as they stabbed my radiator with what looked like a crowbar, then they started to put holes in my truck body with it. They had already broken out all the windows and were now using baseball bats to beat my truck with.

"Fuck that nigger, he can go fuck himself. This is a white town," Billy said.

"He needs to realize that he could end up a yard ornament if he's not careful," Chace said, which got the others laughing.

I had everything I needed. This may have been a white town, but the state didn't take kindly to obvious hate crimes. I copied the entire video to my cloud storage, sent a copy to the State's Attorney General via email, and then walked out to my now totaled truck. Surprisingly, all four were still standing by my truck, admiring their handiwork, when I got to it. Sirens could be heard in the distance. "You hear that? Those sirens are coming for the four of you," I told them, recording them on my phone.

"Fuck off, nigger. It's your word against ours," Mark said.

"Yeah," the other three said in unison.

By now there were several students and teachers standing around us watching the whole thing unfold. The first cop cars to pull in were from the local police department; following close behind were a couple of sheriff's cars, and then a few state troopers. The first local cop out of his car came straight for me, putting me in handcuffs, and didn't even look at the other four. One of the state troopers was a tall, white dude that looked like half a mountain. He came over, pushed the local cop out of the way, and took the handcuffs off my wrist.

"What the fuck, Merrel?" the local cop asked.

"He's not the one who should be arrested, Sam; they are!" he said, pointing to Mark, Haiden, Chace, and Billy.

You could hear more sirens coming in the distance, and when they arrived, it was a racist's worst nightmare, because half of the troopers that arrived were Black. They quickly put cuffs on Billy, Chace, Mark, and Haiden and placed them into their cop cars. Jeffery Nader and Clovice Turner arrived demanding the four boys be released, "or there would be hell to pay," but their demands fell on deaf ears. The four were taken away, leaving me and about three hundred other people in the school parking lot.

After I gave my statement and was cleared to leave, I started to walk home. When I got to the end of the parking lot a horn sounded behind me, it was Jasmine and Vivian in Jas's car. I smiled when I got in the backseat and was greeted by Jimmy. He asked, "Was all this because of me?"

"No, it was because of them."

The ride home was uneventful, except for the girl music they were torturing Jimmy and me with, which wouldn't have been so bad by itself, but the girls were singing along, and they're tone deaf! Jasmine parked in her driveway, where I got out and thanked her for the ride home. She and Vivian had sparkles in their eyes, and I knew they wanted to kiss me, but now wasn't the time, so I walked home, leaving the two standing there.

"Later," Jimmy called out to me.

"Later, Jimmy."