Say please,” he teased. “Fuck you.” “Close enough.” Before I could protest, not that I would have, he’d grabbed my hips and man-handled me...over to the writing table, setting my bum on the edge before roughly yanking down my jeans, yet again. I might as well have left them off. “Pervert.” “And proud of it,” he said with a grin, letting me undo his jeans and pull them down around his thighs, his thick cock springing free and slapping my thigh. That was the end of the conversation. It’s kind of. Exactly twelve hours after I did it the first time, when I paused everything moments before Chris, my high school’s asshole quarterback, slammed his fist in my face. I smiled, sitting up in my bed. I didn’t have to be a coward any longer.I had powers.In the moments before I stopped time, I was trying to ignore my parents fighting downstairs in the kitchen. Well, my dad was fighting. My mother was just trying to survive without getting another black eye. I was sixteen, and I should’ve done. I hummed with the cock deep down my throat, making Uncle Aidan almost buckle to his knees, while thrusting my hips back in Uncle Joe’s direction. Uncle Joe complied by pounding into me at the same time I thrust back so that the combined force was enough to rock the couch.Uncle Joe’s 9-inch cock slid easily into the slippery puddle of my cunt that his brother left behind. I moaned and writhed at the invasion of my fuck hole as he pounded into me. Uncle Joe was 6 feet tall and had blonde hair. After playing a real sexy porno movie I suggested perhaps if they liked the two ladies in the house would be really glad of some black input.Jo was the first to act removing her top and bra quickly followed by my wife ( who also expressed some interest in being involved).After stripping her skirt off ( wife likewise) they both picked their targets hence sitting on or nearby their targets.Men, were shy at first but having watched the scene of the ladies taking all off, both had raging.