Butterfly Beach (Part 1 of ???)- (Powers, Family, Femdom, CFNM, SPH)

(Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who was suggesting I write smaller 500 word shorts to get things out quicker.  Anyway, here's the start of a 20,000 story which is not even barely the first chapter of the story I wanted to tell. 

 I'll be posting the 20,000 words in pieces this week to complete the first chapter, and I have absolutely no idea of how many chapters I will be able to finish with the time we have left.  This may be another unfinished tale.  Enjoy!)

BUTTERFLY BEACH

CHAPTER ONE: 

FIRSTS

The tall, beautiful, professionally-dressed, brunette mother of two-

-Clara Miller, 42-

-laughed as she put on her earrings, already wearing a crisp white dress shirt, pencil skirt and silky black stockings, looking back through the mirror at her husband-

-who was lying totally nude in bed, and furiously jerking off!

"You better make that little dick of yours cum quick," she chuckled, "before Kate wakes up and catches you with her Powers!" 

And she laughed harder as her blue-balled husband's hand flew off his penis!

"But you're still shielding me- with your Powers, right?!?!" he panted, his four inch white dick throbbing, untouched, straight up in the air!  She could sense how painful it was- for him not to stroke it!

"Of course!  For a little while longer," Clara giggled, applying a dab of perfume to her neck!  "Just until Kate wakes up."

The desperate man, who had restarted repulling on his aching dick at the start of her answer-

-suddenly let go again! 

"CLARA!" he whined, grabbing the bedsheets!

She laughed out loud!  

Through her Sex Magic, Clara could feel every throb of his helpless pounding untouched painfully-hard four-inch cock-

-harder even than when he was a teenager-

-all because of her!

"Kate's had her Powers for a few years now, Peter, she's going to catch you stroking it sometime," the beautiful clothed woman chuckled, watching her naked husband fight not to stroke!  

She smirked.

"Who knows... a man like you... might even enjoy being caught by your hot nineteen-year-old daughter... so her Powers could psychically show her exactly what her Daddy is packing!"  She smirked down at the blushing man!  "And what he's definitely not."

"Oh fuck!  Clara!" the helpless man panted-

-and blushed harder and grabbed his thin four-inch dick which didn't even fill his hand, starting to stroke again!

Clara laughed and put one stockinged foot up on the bed, adjusting the garters on her black, shiny, nearly transparent, silk stockings, showing him a LOT more long smooth shapely leg and her stocking tops as she did so- 

-the sight of which forced the helpless aching man to stroke even faster!  

"And don't Kate's legs just look incredible... in those little short shorts she always wears before bed?" Clara giggled, watching her masturbabing husband fight not to cum!.  "They're so long and slender... and her bare feet are so sexy!"

"Clara- stop!!!"

She didn't stop. 

"She's barefoot more than I am nowadays!  It must be so hard, for a helpless little foot perv like you not to think about his daughter's cute naked smooth white little feet and cute suckable toes ALL the time-"

And the woman laughed out loud-

-as her words wormed their way into her helpless husband's ears-

-and her Powers immediately picked up the change in what he was thinking about as he masturbated!

"Oh you perverted Old Man!  I definitely wouldn't think about your hot nineteen-year-old daughter LIKE THAT- you'll be the laughing stock of the entire neighborhood, if I lowered my magic shield right now!"

"Cl-Clara- NO!" Peter panted, desperate to stop stroking, desperate to keep going!  

His balls were pulling tight!

The tall brunette laughed and started to sway, feeling the soft luxurious carpet under her silk-stockinged feet, touching her face and neck, slow-dancing with herself in front of her mirror, her thin fingers going through her shiny brown hair, soaking up all the Lust Energy her desperate masturbating husband was putting out!

And getting drunk on it.

"Mmmm, that feels so nice Dear... better than... a morning coffee!" she laughed, undoing a few buttons on her professional office shirt, using the loose cloth to fan her increasingly hot chest!  

"But you better switch to thinking about... something more appropriate," she panted, her breaths getting shorter as her body responded! "..before I get distracted and drop my shielding!"

The man grunted and stroked faster, racing to finish-

-before her concentration ran out!

Clara laughed and let her long brown hair down, shaking her head to shake it loose and touching her flushed face, her hot neck, the outsides of her body over her shirt and pencil skirt-

Clara could feel it now-

Her sensitive nipples were rock hard, inside her expensive push-up bra-

She had completely soaked through her red silk Agent Provocateur thong panties-

Her heartbeat and her breaths coming faster and faster-

All of her skin completely on fire-

As if her body was getting ready for five pairs of strong rough hands to hold her down and take her helpless and naked body, her long legs thrown over their bull-like shoulders-

-all from her highly frustrated husband's blue-balled stroking!

"Ohhh god Peter I love you like this!" she panted, stroking her own neck and breasts and stomach and thighs through her clothes, teasing herself too!  "I might never- let you cum again!"

"Clara- PLEASE!  I NEED TO!"

"If you cum now I definitely won't be able to hide it from Kate!" she laughed, pinching her own nipples through her shirt!  "You might just be so horny... that my magic might not... be able to shield you!  Or even STOP you!  What if I'm... too turned on Peter?  What if my concentration slips?  You might be- unblocked Peter- right now!"

The naked man GRUNTED and stroked faster, desperate, racing towards the edge!  

He hadn't been free and unblocked by magic-

-for WEEKS!

"You might do it Peter, you might- burst right through my orgasm blocks this time!" she laughed, panting, making the man stroke harder!  "But you better... think of something- more appropriate if you do!  Can't you think of anything... more appropriate to jerk off too... than your little girl's feet and panties?"

And during her sensual slow dancing, facing away from him, the horny woman hiked up the back of her tight black pencil skirt-

-to show him her smooth tight round hard gym-toned 42 year old ass and her completely soaked through red silk thong!

And was immediately rewarded with a change in her husband's thoughts!

"Oh my GOD Peter!" she laughed, feeling a new SURGE of Lust Energy, now that he was thinking about her.  "I don't even have- a big-dicked black boss to bend me over his desk and fuck me as hard as you're picturing!  My boss- is a woman!" she laughed, as the helpless man blushed, his most personal fantasies laid bare!

She was on the verge of touching herself!

"But... I probably could find one if you wanted!" she giggled!  "I know Darren from Accounting... has always wanted to fuck me... maybe I should let him?  I know he's got a huge black cock-"

"NNNGGGGYHH!" her helpless husband screamed, hitting her orgasm block like a sports-car slamming into the side of a mountain!

It was perhaps the cruelest aspect of the Sex Magic which had suddenly and inexplicably infected every adult woman in the world just a few years ago-

-not just giving all women the ability to sense, locate and tease any unshielded erection around them-

-not just giving them a picture-perfect-peek into the thoughts of any masturbating man in the local neighborhood-

-or even across the entire city, if said man was thinking specifically about them-

-or the ability to deny those men's orgasms with just a little flick of their mind-

-every girl getting her Powers learned the orgasm denial spell first-

-a denial spell which prevented male orgasms nearly perfectly for 24 hours-

-longer if strengthened or reapplied-

-no, the cruelest aspect of the sudden, inescapable, unexplained, world-wide Sex Magic given to nearly all women around the time they turned 18 was- 

-the fact that once magically denied-

-if a man still tried to cum, whether on purpose or not-

-the denial spell wouldn't stop him from getting hard-

-or from stroking himself-

-or from filling his tubes with fluid, getting full and ready and dripping and all the other good feelings an unblocked man's body would feel, getting ready for the biggest cumshot of his life-

-or even tipping over the edge-

As a blocked man tipped over the edge, his cock and balls and prostate and PC muscles all still contracted like he WAS going to have a BIG, HUGE, SATISFYING orgasm-

-the sperm shooting HARD up his tubes as if it would SPRAY EVERYWHERE, like a FIREHOUSE-

-only to be stopped by the orgasm block spell at the very tingling TIP of his penis, all that fluid SHOVED right back down his helpless tubes in reverse, even FASTER and HARDER than it had just trying to come out-

-feeling like a horrible burning sounding sensation as it pushed right back in through his confused tubes-

-SLAMMING back into his sensitive deceived testicles with such FORCE-

-that ALL men all across the world, regardless of race, class or age, could only describe it as-

-getting punched in the balls by an eager fast-moving clenched female fist!

"NNGYH! GAHHH!! NNYYYGGGHGGHHHHH!" Peter yelled, feet up and shaking in the air, straining against his wife's fully operational orgasm block, each contraction which should have been a huge, satisfying, SPURT of cum in a kinder world-

-rebounding off the inside tip of his dick and back INTO his full tender smooth balls-

-with the force of Clara's fist squeezing his balls for all they were worth!

"ARRGGGGHHGAGGGHHHHHHHHHH!"

"OH -GOD!" Clara squeaked, across the room, holding onto her dresser for support!

The beautiful big-breasted brunette mother of two was UP on her painted silk stockinged toes-

-her long smooth thighs pressed together-

-her fingers down her expensive silk panties-

-rubbing her slippery sloppy smooth shaven pussy, her clit throbbing against her fingers-

-having an orgasm herself, just from feeling Peter hitting his orgasm block!

"OHYES!  OHGOD-PETER!"

And the Sex Magic waves radiating from her orgasm set Peter off again, making him have another HARD blocked one against his will-

-blocked men had no refractory period, except for how much testicle squeezing they could take-

"NNNGGHHH!!  CLARA! STOP!!"

"OH GOD PETER!"

The Lust Energy of his second blocked orgasm setting HER off again-

The married couple's sexual energy rebounding off each other like a couple of professional ping-pong players-

-until BOTH of them were left, panting, sweating, horny-

-and even more sexually desperate!

"Fuck- I need your tongue in me- NOW!" Clara laughed, bunching up her skirt and pulling her soaked panties down her long shapely legs-

-with all the urgency of a horny teenager after Prom!

And jumping up to straddle his head on the bed-

-her knees slamming on either side of the shocked man's ears-

-dropping her hot slippery pussy right on his chin!

"And you're NOT allowed to touch that silly dick while you're licking me- this is all about ME right now!  I want your useless little dick to strain- untouched!" she laughed, grabbing the still breathless man's curly brown hair!  

Hard!

Peter panted, still recovering from those hard, gut-wrenching, ball pounding, multiple blocked orgasms-

-now staring eye to eye with his wife's hot wet pink hungry dripping pussy!

"-but- but-" the nude man stammered, his little white cock straining in air!  "We'll be late for work!"

And she pulled him into her pussy by his hair.

"So we'll be late."

***

Clara rode her naked husband's face then-

-there was no other way to describe it-

-the tall athletic professionally dressed brunette mother of two with the long gym-toned legs and the confidence of an older woman who knows what she wants-

-gripped her husband's hair like a handle and RODE his gasping wet blushing face like she was a Vegas stripper grinding on a big tipper's leg-

-except she was doing it to make herself cum, not him!

"Lick faster," Clara panted, getting closer!  "Lick faster- or I'll use my magic to make sure you NEVER cum again!"

He licked faster!  

Peter had been an expert at licking his wife's pussy for years now-

-but her aggressiveness, her bouncing on his face, her stamina for riding him-

-stunned him every time she was on top!

It was like she was a bouncing Cowgirl on a bucking bronco-

The 'Cowgirl of Cunnilingus' she had once drunkenly called herself, to her laughing friends, one drunken night out at a restaurant, as Peter blushed, sitting in the cramped booth with all of her sexy, middle-aged, high-heel and mini-skirt wearing, married female friends-

-with his little dick rock hard and straining inside his chastity cage, as they laughed! 

But now, balls full and aching, dick painfully hard and untouched, the drowning man on the bed struggled to breathe as his stronger wife held his hair almost hard enough to pull it out and rode his licking tongue as the helpless middle-aged man struggled to keep up with a woman suddenly more sexually charged than a fucking machine-

-Sex Magic plus two denied males in the house had a way of doing that to a woman-

-Peter's hands tried to touch his wife's smooth hard thighs and sexy tight ass as she rode him-

-Clara laughed and pushed his hands away, just to frustrate him even more-

-but as her taste overpowered his senses and her moans filled his ears and her Lust Energy fed back through his tongue into his body and nerves and down into his helpless rock hard prostrate and supercharged the blood flowing to his silly little straining untouched erection-

-Peter broke and started stroking himself like crazy, as he licked her!

A laughing Clara immediately switched around to ride him Reverse Cowgirl, now facing his feet instead of the headboard, able to grind harder from this angle, and put his nose against more interesting parts-

-but mainly so she could slap his hands way and hold her man's helpless struggling wrists down to the bed with magic-augmented strength as she rode his face and tongue with a new enthusiasm-

-laughing and getting even wetter as her helpless horny smooth-shaven desperate husband strained and ached and throbbed and suffered untouched, his cock just inches from her face-

-so EASY for her to suck off, if she wished-

-he would have cum in SECONDS, if she had-

-but she just didn't!

Peter's moans of desperation into her pussy helped Clara reach climax more than a few extra times, as she rode her husband for all he was worth.  

Finally, only when she was fully satisfied-

-and a half an hour late for work-

-but such things were expected, in a Sex Magic world-

-did Clara finally stop grinding against the panting, red-faced, blushing, hard-dicked naked man's face, raising her pussy up off of him, but still holding his wrists down to the bed with her hands!  

Looking down her body, she laughed at the scene on his face!

"Oh my god- you're soaked!"

He was panting, trying to breathe!  "...I- am!"

"You're going to be smelling and tasting me- ALL day!"

He gulped, feeling her on his cheeks, his mouth, on the inside of his nose!  "I... will!"

"Let's make sure of it," she giggled, and then, before he could stop her, she lowered her mouth to suck in ALL of his straining dripping painfully hard four inch cock.

While lowering her wet and dripping pussy back down onto him!

"MMmmmPPH!" he cried, overwhelmed on both ends.

As a boy, Peter had had fantasies-

-about being a naked helpless blue-balled plaything slave, to a whole tribe of hot, young, muscular, sexually aggressive Amazon warriors-

-he had read so many stories about that, jerked off so many times as a teen-

As a fully grown man, he would never have been able to actually find a partner like that-

-not unless he dated a professional wrestler or a body-building woman or something-

-most women were just smaller and weaker than him by default-

But that was until Powers came.

And now-

-Peter PANTED as his smaller thinner and normally much weaker wife PINNED him with steel hard Magically augmented muscles, her horniness fueling her strength, giving her the stamina and power of an olympic athlete-

-in this state her arms were stronger than his legs-

-and she PUSHED his knees apart and SERVED his cock up on a PLATE into her SUPREMELY talented mouth even though Peter was DYING for a break, his cock having been held so HARD for so LONG that it HURT like a sore muscle after an HOURS LONG workout-

He could FEEL the magic stopper pushed into the tip of his cock, ENSURING that he couldn't cum-

-that the pressure would just BUILD and BUILD and BUILD-

-even while a laughing Clara SUCKED him like a porn star, using ALL the tricks she had learned in college.  

She had been VERY popular at Frat Parties.

All while her steel-hard legs wrapped around his head like two metal pythons, SQUEEZING his face into her grinding wet hot HUNGRY pussy for one MORE hard, intense, female orgasm!

She was still his wife, still fifty pounds lighter than him-

-but with magic augmenting her body-

-Peter felt like he was a boy wrestling a weightlifter!

Who was sucking his cock without mercy!

And not letting him breathe!

"MMMPPHH!! MMGGHHHHHHH!"

Peter came once again-

-his cock blocked and non-shooting as before, but PULSING inside his laughing wife's vacuum-sealed lips, not letting a DROP of Lust Energy spill out-

-setting her off again and making Clara cum so HARD-

-she threatened to CRUSH his head between her LEGS!

"NNGH!"

The married coupled cried out together- her cumming, him not.  

And then-

-finally-

-she seemed to be done.

Clara laughed and finally let go of his cock and his head, rolling onto the other side of the bed, spent, relaxed, and happy!  

"Ohhhh... goddd Peter!" she panted, out of breath!  "Now I understand... why men used to want me... to 69 all the time!"

Peter was desperate, wrecked, his face and hair a mess, his balls hurting like never before!  And his tongue-

"Did you... do something to me?!" he asked, licking, tasting the inside of his mouth!  "I still- taste you!"

Clara laughed, rolling out of bed on her stockinged feet, looking at herself in the mirror and starting the process of putting herself back together!  

"Didn't you feel it while I was riding you?  Just a little spell, so you definitely taste and smell me throughout the day, no matter how often you wash your face," she giggled.  "Just a little way of marking my territory."

Peter didn't protest, knowing it was impossible- to fight Sex Magic!

She giggled while fixing her sex-mussed hair.  "I love seeing your cute little nub twitch and strain while your talented tongue makes me cum.  Sex is so much more fun when I don't have to think about your little dick at all!"

The naked man shivered and moaned on the bed, his cock twitching!

"C-clara!"

"Yes dear?" she giggled, trying to fix her hair to be more work appropriate!

The red-faced man was panting-

-disheveled-

-he had been face-fucked into the bed-

-and his aching cock was DYING for a warm hand around it, having fucked nothing but cold air, the entire time she had been cumming on his face!

"...you wouldn't really... fuck a guy from work would you?!"

"Of course not dear," she giggled, looking back at him through the mirror as she redid her makeup!  "I got enough huge hard beautiful throbbing dicks stretching my pussy out... back in college."  She giggled again as his cock throbbed! "Even though I can tell you really really want me to."

"I- don't!"

"You know I can sense your cute little dick growing, whenever I talk about a hot new guy who just joined the office, right?  And your heartbeat rising, and your throat getting tight-"

"Those are just-"

"Involuntary cuckold reactions, yes I know," Clara laughed, switching out her panties for a fresh pair, giving Peter one more little flash at a pussy- which he hadn't penetrated in months! 

"All tiny-dicked men have them, Sex Magic has proven that," she giggled as the man blushed!  "It's just... evolution."  She winked at him!  "But luckily, all that slutting around with huge cocks back in college got it totally out of my system, and led me here, right to you."

 The blushing man gulped, his hands gripping the sheets, his little dick hard and dripping!  

"Clara!"

She giggled.  "Yes dear."

His face was blushing so red! 

"Am I... the smallest guy... you've ever been with?!"

The tall beautiful brunette laughed and then slowly turned towards him!  

She was fully dressed now, high heels too, all put together and energized for a productive day at the office.  And he was-

-sweating and painfully blue-balled and panting and desperate, giving her big puppy dog eyes!

And still totally naked!

Even though she already had a coat of lipstick, Clara picked up her cherry red, her favorite, and turned the base to extend it past the case, and, looking him right in the eye, slowly re-applied it to her smooth pouting lips.  

And used Powers to let the tip of her helpless husband's dick feel every swipe.

"Ungh!  CLARA!"

"Peter," she giggled, taking her time, "you have, without a doubt-"

"MMph!"

"-the smallest, tiniest, cutest-"

"Nnngh!  Oh GOD oh GOD-"

"-fastest shooting, most hilariously LITTLE dick of ANY man I have EVER been with."

And the woman LAUGHED as her naked husband broke under the pressure-

-and started masturbating again!

"Clara!!" he cried, blushing deep red, but too turned on to stop!

She smirked, walking over to him slowly, her heels clicking, fully clothed, looking down at her naked, sexually desperate, blushing husband!

"And I am including all those barely mature virgins I gave handjobs to, in the band room back in high school for spending money.  Even THEY lasted longer than you."

"AHHHGHH!  CLARA!" he panted, blushing a bright red, totally humiliated- 

-but jerking off even faster!

Chuckling, she shook her head and came and sat next to him on the bed, seductively crossing her long silk-covered legs, dangling one sexy heel off her perfectly formed toes.  She lovingly brushed the stray hairs away from the forehead of the masturbating man, making him feel even smaller!

 And Clara spoke loudly and clearly, so that he could not miss it.

"You're just lucky I love the REST of you much MORE than average, Dear Husband, or else my sexual needs would have me fucking EVERY hot huge-dicked black man I came across."

"NNNNNNNYYGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" Peter cried, having another sudden huge blocked orgasm, much harder than the first!

Clara laughed and used her psychic Powers to add a tight hot wet sucking mouth-

-her mouth-

-deep throating his cock and licking his balls like an OnlyFans star racing for the money shot, just to keep his blocked orgasm going!

Except that she added it underneath his still-stroking hand, making him feel both the tight talented sucking mouth and his own hand at the same time, which shouldn't have been possible, unless her Magic was overriding his own sensory nerves.

Which it was.  

"NOO!  UNGGGH!"

"That's me now, if I decided to suck off Darren from Accounting's big black cock," she laughed.  "That's how it would feel for him."

She added another looser, sloppier mouth, sucking just the head of his cock as well!

"And that's me as a freshman in college, when I was just a dumb sorority girl, being passed around like a Chinese finger toy, at every athlete's fraternity's party."

"NNGGHYY!  CLLAAARRAA!"

"Oh, they loved me at fraternity parties- I never failed to leave without my belly full of tequila and cum."

"GGHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

If Peter had been free to cum he would have been having multiples, like a girl!

Clara let her psychic mouths slam Peter into his blocked orgasm wall over and over again-

-and even giving him more post-orgasm-torture with just a well-lubed phantom hand, jerking his helpless dick hard and fast, long after his own hand had stopped!

"AHHH!!  EEEEEEE!!  CLARA, STOP!!" he begged, thrashing on the bed, grabbing the air to stop hands and mouths that weren't there!

Post orgasm torture was one thing-

-but to get it, powerfully and perfectly, when you didn't even HAVE an orgasm-

-was a whole new level of torture which was only possible in a Sex Magic World!

Clara let her phantom sensations give him one more hard, toe-curling, hips in the air, throbbing-cock blocked orgasm, then finally let them all disappear, leaving him collapsed and panting on the bed!

"We don't do post orgasm torture enough," the fully put-together woman giggled, standing up.  "It's so hot- you moan and squeal like a hot little cheerleader getting fucked by a cock three sizes too big!  I just wish you would let me show my friends."

"DON'T!" the panting, naked purple-balled man begged!

"Oh I won't, you know that," she chuckled, grabbing her purse and keys and phone, the last things she needed on her way out!  "Even though I know you'd love the humiliation-"

"Clara!"

"What?!" she laughed, turning around one last time, her hand on the doorknob!  

"You're... definitely not going to fuck some hot guy from your work?!"

"Oh my god Peter, no!  When I married you, I promised 'you and only you, forever'- remember?" she laughed!  "And I'm sticking to that!"

She sighed, shaking her head!

"And besides, fucking guys from work... is too messy.  Too many... minefields!  Even if the fantasy IS hot."

"But-"

She magicked his mouth shut, her phantom fingers pinching just like her real ones were!  "I told you- I got enough BBC back in my college days," she giggled. "Enough to last a woman a LIFETIME."  She let the magic fingers pinching his mouth  disappear!  "And it's not like there's some hidden magical island of hot anonymous black men for married women to fuck consequence free, where it would never get back to their family and friends and co-workers!  So for now, it's just you and me and your cute little leaking dick and your very in-demand tongue, forever.  Till Death Do Us Part."  

Peter opened his mouth-

-and then closed it, knowing he wouldn't win this argument!

And not even sure-

-he wanted to!

Clara giggled, feeling the heavy throbbing in his balls.  "Now, do you need a little relief before I go?  So you can concentrate at work?"

"Yes!  Thank you Clara!  It's been a WEEK!"

"I know," she chuckled, reaching into her bedside stand-

-and pulling out a tiny smooth shiny one inch metal chastity cage!

"Here you go, some relief from having to carry around that helpless hard dick all day, in an office full of hot women."

The naked erect man was blushing!  "CLARA!"

"What?  Were you planning on jerking off at work?"

"NO!  But-"

"So you want to be hard and undefended, amongst all your hot little twenty-something interns and their wild untrained Powers, who might accidentally blow you right past my orgasm blocks when they're trying to feather tease you?"

"They- wouldn't- do that!" the blushing husband protested, looking away, not able to meet her eyes!  "And besides, with the strength of our bond- your orgasm block is stronger- than any spell they could put on me-"

"Put on the chastity belt Peter.  Letting you walk around with your balls in this state is like letting you walk around with a live grenade.  Someone responsible has to make sure to put a pin in it," she giggled.  "You know cute little dicks like yours are much more susceptible to Sex Magic than normal-sized ones."

He was blushing again!  "Clara!"

"Oh you know you love it-"

She had turned her head, like a dog listening to a silent whistle.  

She walked towards the door at once.  

"Speaking of cute little dicks, I have to go attend to something."  She paused with her slender fingers on the doorknob.  "I expect you to be smiling and happy with your soft cock locked inside that belt for me check when I get back."  She chuckled.  "If you want to jerk it to one last blocked before you do, that's fine.  Just be aware that Kate's awake."

***

The high-heeled Clara walked quickly down the long hall past her daughter's Kate's room-

-where she heard a quiet buzzing she did not stop to investigate-

-all the way down to the room at the far end of the hall, her son Billy's room, turning the knob and walking in without knocking-

-to find the slender, brown-haired and little-dicked Willam Miller completely nude on his bed, gasping and bucking and quickly masturbating with lotion-slicked hands!

"MOM!" he yelled, scrambling to cover up with his blanket!

"Oh, don't get all shy now-" Clara whipped one slim hand through the air, her magic overriding his very muscles and making him THROW the blanket off to the ground, leaving him fully exposed!

"MOM!" the helpless nude boy cried!

She shut the door!

"Don't 'MOM' me," she laughed, hands on her hips!  "How many times have I told you- that if you keep masturbating while thinking about your older sister Kate- you'll build up so much affinity between her Sex Powers and that little dick- that the second I dropped these shields around you- she could probably make you hit your orgasm blocks every time she sneezed?!"

The blushing naked blue-balled teen tried to cover himself up with his bare hands-

"Mom, I TRIED, but Kate-"

"Don't try to cover yourself- grab those sheets!"

And with a flick of her finger, Clara ordered the teen's hand muscles to grip his bedsheets-

-like he was hanging upside down on the underside of a towering rock cliff-

-and they complied!  

Much more easily than she had expected!

She laughed!

"Ah.  I see you've been jerking off thinking about ME as well."

The naked helpless horribly blue-balled boy with the stiff, painfully hard, three and a half inch cock-

-blushed bright red and squirmed in his inescapable magic cuffs-

-his hard throbbing dick responding to every one of her words-

-meaning-

-there was no point in lying!

"Maybe... a little!" he admitted!

"How many times this week?  To me?"

"I... MOM!" he blushed, looking away!

Another flick of her finger put a perfectly poised, very active but incredibly light phantom feather magically stroking the outside of teen's cock, going from his straining root up the throbbing veins on his shaft up to his dripping hyper-sensitive tip, back down his thin shaft and down to his perfectly smooth, nearly bursting teenage nuts-

-never stopping-

-always at the perfect pressure to drive a man crazy-

-insanely active, up and down in endless loops-

-like she was competing in the Teen Cock Tickling World Championships.

"UGGNN!! AAAH- MOM!" Billy cried, bucking and thrashing on his bed, still held down by her other spell, forcing his hands to grip his bed!  He was shaking already!  "STOP!  I HATE- being TICKLED!"

She laughed.  "I know."

Clara sat on the side of his bed next to the shaking boy, crossing her long smooth nyloned legs enough to show a lot of her stocking tops and nude thighs, a high heel dangling almost reflexively from her toes, just like she had with her husband!  

"And I hate asking twice.  Ooops, now there are two horny topless sorority girls in panties tickling your little dick with feathers."

"GGHGHH!!!" the thin boy cried, bucking his hips up and around on the bed, as the second feather hit, trying to escape the inescapable!  "It was ONLY- a COUPLE OF TIMES!"

"A couple of times for me?  Or for Kate?"

She added a third feather, this one from the inside of his cock, trying to tickle its way out-

-which Peter had once described as 'the most maddening sensation in the world!'

"GGHHHHHH!"

The boy was sweating, straining, the veins on his neck throbbing as hard as the ones on his little dick-

"NNGGHH!  Kate- a COUPLE of times- BUT ONLY ON THE WEEKEND!  And YOU- AARRGGGH!!- UM- EVERY DAY THIS WEEK!!!"

Clara let most of the feathers dissipate, making the straining naked boy drop against his mattress in relief, but left one light slow feather slowly meandering up and down the entire outside of his straining leaking untouched shaft, taking three seconds to go the long hard three inches from top to bottom, never stopping or pausing-

-just to remind him to be good!

"Every day this week?  For ME?" she laughed, recrossing her legs to show even more of her smooth powerful thighs!  "Really, William, that's not appropriate behavior, of a boy towards his mother..."

The boy's eyes were glued to her lacy black stocking tops halfway up her nude thighs and the golden smooth skin above them and Clara could feel his urge to stroke himself, just looking at them!

"Why is it always the stocking tops with you and your father?" Clara chuckled, making the boy blush, but unable to look away as she recrossed her legs to show even more!  "I guess that's why I wear them."

She snapped her fingers!

"Eyes up here.  I'm talking to you."

Blushing, humiliated, the helpless blue-balled teenaged boy did!

Clara tried to remember the last time she had let Billy have a nice, hard, complete, ball-draining, relaxing, orgasm-

It wasn't last night, she had gone out with her friends-

It wasn't the night before, she had been too tired from work-

It wasn't THREE nights ago-

She couldn't remember.  

It had been a busy week. 

"Now I know, I've been remiss, in letting you have your little shower spurts this week-"

"You have!" Billy cried back!  "It's been SEVEN DAYS!"

Clara covered her mouth!  "Has it?!"

"It's NOT FUNNY!" the bound boy cried, his small hard cock still shaking and being single-feather teased!

"No no, it's just- that matches up with your father!" she laughed, making the boy blush even more!  "I really have been a bad Mommy this week.  To both of you."

She re-crossed her legs, just to see if she could tempt him-

-but even though she felt his heart rate spike, his eyes somehow stayed up!

"But even so, you can't think about your older sister Kate like that while pulling on your slippery whistle so often," she laughed as his face burned!  "You'll build up too much affinity to her!"

"But you said you were shielding her!  From me!"

Clara sighed.

"I AM.  AND your father from her, so Kate doesn't realize how much flogging the dolphin actually goes on in this house, whenever she walks around barefoot in those damn running shorts- you and your father both, and your love of feet!"

The boy gasped, unable to get any more humiliated!  

"But I'm also I'm shielding YOU from Kate, and the um, 'wild magic release' that's currently going on in her room right now-  You and your father would be climbing the walls if you could actually feel how often she- the point is, it's exhausting!" Clara finished, shaking her head!  

"It's like humming three songs in your head at once- every moment I'm here at home with the three of you- I got the practice, I can do it, but you've got to give me some help, William!  Just... think about some OTHER hot girls from school, instead of your older sister's for once!  They must have pretty feet too!"

The boy panted, his face red, his most private jerk off thoughts laid bare to his own mother!

"The girls from school... don't like boys thinking about them!" he said, looking away!  "They... punish us!"

"I bet not all of them would," she laughed.  "Maybe you just need to learn how to talk to girls better."

The nude boy was blushing, totally embarrassed!  

"...maybe!"

A magical wave of her finger forced him to look back at her!

"Why don't you go back to thinking about Taylor Swift again?  She's still cute, right?  I remember you used to be REALLY interested in Tay-Tay's feet just a few years ago."

"MOM!!!"

She laughed, matching his tone!  

"Billllllly!  You realize- I'm blocking Kate from SEEING and READING ALL of your thoughts the second that greedy little hand closes around your cute little cock, like you are apparently doing every night while I'm asleep, right?" Clara chuckled as the boy blushed!  "But the more you Choke the Chicken thinking about your older sister touching herself in a bathtub, the more Affinity builds up between you two, and I can't stop that, just like I can't stop the Sun from shining!  Keep it up, and the bond between you two will be so strong, you'll cum in your pants whenever Kate sneezes!"

"Can that happen?!"

"Well, you'll probably still have my denial spells on you, so it will probably be a blocked orgasm, not a real one."

"MOM!  NO!!!"

"Then think about someone else."

He was blushing, panting, his painfully hard little cock and untouched and dripping!

  "...I'll... I'll try!"

"Thank you," Clara chuckled, releasing his hands!

The boy gulped, rubbing his wrists, even though there were no 'rope burns' to rub!  

It just-

-felt that way!

"...but I thought you said... you were blocking things- between us!"

"I keep forgetting how blind you boys are now," Clara laughed, shaking her head!  "I'm surprised you can't SEE it- it looks like... a big colorful floating ribbon, stretching between your little Bishop," she giggled, making the boy gulp, "-and Kate's body, whenever she walks by!  Just floating, stretched tight, right there in the middle of the room!" she said, gesturing with her hands!  "And every time you slip and slide your little salami, thinking about her bikini accidentally falling off on the beach, or her getting surprised in the shower, or- what even was that thing this morning?" Clara laughed!  "Some sort of... bondage orgasm machine?"

Billy panted, his face going bright red!

"Either way," Clara laughed!  "Every time you pop your whistle doing that, another ribbon between you and Kate gets added, building up like... layers of bark around a tree!  It thickens and solidifies, until..." She laughed and reached out with her finger in the air in front of him!  "It's almost as hard as a metal pole!"

And Clara flicked her finger in the air between his room and Kate's-

-and even though Billy didn't hear the ringing metal vibration-

-he FELT it, like a tuning fork going OFF in his loins!

A hard insistent deep vibration, an overwhelming NEED-

-to jerk his little dick!

"MOM!!" he cried, bouncing and thrusting his helpless hips up in bed!

"Oh go ahead," she laughed, waving her hand!  "You deserve at least ONE good one this week."

Even though he was dying of need in his tight blue balls-

-the blushing boy didn't!

"Mom!  I- can't!  You're- right there!"

"It's no different than me watching you through my Powers."

"YES IT IS!" the gasping nude little-dicked boy cried!

"Okay," she finally laughed, uncrossing her legs.  "I guess we'll try again later tonight... if I'm not stuck at the office again... or maybe tomorrow... or it might even get delayed to the weekend-"

He gasped as she was getting up!

"Mom- wait!"

She smirked and sat back down.

And even though his smirking fully dressed mother was sitting right there, inches away, watching him-

-the naked Billy reached under his pillow to get the tube of hand cream hidden there, squirted some on the palm of his hand-

-and started stroking off again, right there in front of her, closing his eyes in shame!

"There you go, good boy," she laughed, and that only made him stroke faster!

"Ohhh goddd-"

"Billy, slow down!" she laughed, watching him stroke!  "Take your time... enjoy it!"

"UGGNH!"

Instinctively, Clara arched her spine to raise her tits, re-crossing her long legs one last time to let her tight pencil skirt ride up even farther, to just below the level of her panties!  ALL of her stocking tops and garters were now in his view!

If he would only open his eyes!

"And think of something more appropriate this time, hmmm Billy?" she laughed, bouncing her crossed foot in the air!  "Something NOT involving your older sister Kate?"

And Clara laughed as she sensed the titanic internal struggle going on inside her son's body-

-his big head fighting with his little head about what to think about-

-or even to open his eyes or not-

-but he was only a male, after all!

His eyes opened and Clara felt a FLOOD of heat as her skin and breasts and lower parts caught fire again-

-as he started thinking about HER!

"BILLY!" she laughed in mock anger, tossing her hair, soaking up waves of point blank Lust Energy!  "That... definitely isn't- your father's cock going into my mouth!  What HAVE you been WATCHING on your computer?!"

The beet red masturbating boy didn't respond-

-only grunted as he raced for the finish line, as he felt her orgasm blocks come off him, for the first time in a week!

Clara laughed, swimming in a sea of dirty thoughts!

"Oh my GOODNESS Billy!  What an IMAGINATION!  Is THAT what you think I was LIKE back in college?!" she panted, feeling it effect her!  "TWO guys at once?!"

She giggled as the naked boy strained and masturbated-

-his cock didn't even fill his hand!

His eyes closed again, his toes curling up as he masturbated faster and faster-

She smirked, feeling the heat again.

"By the way... my record was four at once- all the boys called me 'London Bridge' after that-"

"NNGHHHHHHHHHHH!"

And Clara felt the boy's volcanic orgasm start to build inside his balls-

-with the amount of magical pressure, she was surprised the walls weren't shaking-

-at the same time his Lust Energy bathed her, like the most soothing naked sunbathing session, on a deserted pristine sandy beach!

Coupled with her still being a little sex-drunk from dealing with his father moments ago-

-the both of their hard needy dicks needing her-

-was like two shots of Tequila, blasted right down her throat as her head laid back, upside down off the edge of a bar while men fingered her and waitresses poured drinks down her throat-

-which she had also done as a sorority girl in college-

The feeling was so overwhelming-

-like a vibrator placed right on her throbbing clit-

-that in the end-

-seconds before he would have cum-

-Clara made a decision.

"NNNGGGGYHHH!" her son cried, shooting off a week of frustration-

"OHMYGOD-BILLY!" she cried, grabbing his bare naked thigh with her bare hand, as she pressed her shaking legs together-

Except that while Clara came, grabbing her son's thigh, Billy shot off into nothing but her suddenly reapplied and redoubled orgasm block.

Thrown around the tip of his cock just milliseconds before he would have spurted. 

"NOONOOOOOO!" he yelled, sensing it!

"NO!  DON'T STOP!" Clara laughed!

And her psychic fist closed right over the top of his real one, forcing it to squeeze his little dick tighter than he EVER would and to keep it going up and down, faster and faster, even through his blocked orgasm spasms!

"NNGGGYNH!!  NO- AHHHHHHH! MOOMMMMMM! -GHHHHHHHHHH!" Billy cried, thrashing on the bed, being SLAMMED into his orgasm blocks time and again, like an out of control bumper car!

"OHHH- MYYY- GODD!" Clara squeaked, finishing with a shudder!  She took a few deep breaths to calm herself and then looked down, laughing!  "Great, now I have to change my panties before work.  Again."

The nude boy was panting, sweating, out of breath, every muscle wrung out, every joint hurting-

-and still harder than he had ever been in his life!

"MOMMM!" he cried, rocking back and forth in the fetal position, holding his nuts!  "WHY DID YOU BLOCK ME?!?!"

"It was- an accident!" Clara laughed, standing up and fixing her clothes again!  "Your stroking was just- affecting me so much- my mind slipped and I blocked you at the very end!  Out of habit!"

"But MOM-"

"Don't MOM me," she laughed, magically pinching his lips shut, just like she had his father!  "I know where YOUR mind slipped to, as soon as you saw me in these shiny black stockings!"

The boy gulped, totally embarrassed!

"And I know what types of videos your friends must be showing you at school- for you to picture me- doing THAT!" she laughed, as her son's cock strained!  "Just don't tell your father," she chuckled, straightening her shirt and skirt.  "It will give him all sorts of silly ideas.  Here, why don't you wear this today..."

And she reached into his bedside stand-

And pulled out a soft squishy pink plastic chastity belt-

-which Kate had given Billy as a gag gift on his 16th birthday!

"I'll be back to lock it, just as soon as I do the same for your father."  

She unlocked his lips.

"NO!  MOM!  I CAN'T- wear a chastity belt to school!  If.. the girls sense it- they'll be horrible!"

"It will be better than walking around with an unlocked cock, in the state your balls are in."

"But-"

"I am NOT letting you walk around a whole school full of wild, untrained Magic users with that grenade in your pants!" she giggled, wiggling a finger at the dripping hard red erection between his legs!  "We can talk about your orgasms tonight!  I promise you'll get one- eventually!  Now look, Billy, I REALLY have to get to work!  You have three minutes to get soft and get locked.  And then I'm dropping the barrier between you and Kate."

***. (PART 2 hopefully tomorrow??) ***