All-Powerful and Brazen - Chapter 2

The family is going on vacation!

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"Left! Left! To the right here! Sheesh! Goddamnit, Mel! Is it your aim to give me a heart attack?! Whoa! You nearly missed that – Stoooop! That light is not green!" Rob squeezed the knee of his girlfriend.

The car's tires scraped over the road and left long trails in the asphalt as Mel stepped on the brakes. An elderly couple in a nearby car looked stunned and open-mouthed as a metallic Subaru abruptly stopped next to them at a red light, a whiff of burning rubber in its wake.

A vision of beauty of a woman with flowing chestnut locks, styled elegantly and swept up in a messy bun on her head, flashed an irresistible smile at the elderly man before turning to her partner, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "That was a blast! Let's do it again!" Mel said.

            "Ugh, Dad, I think I'm seasick. Do you have a barfing bag for me?" Therion groaned from the backseat, his face a sickly shade of green, like he had just been on a high-speed ride in a theme park powered by a Formula 1 engine.

"That was awesome, Mom!" Joy clapped in her hands, tittering. "You nearly made us crash!"

"And why, exactly, is that so awesome?" Rob asked, not trying to hide his sarcasm.

"Oh, let the girl bask in her happiness." Mel chimed in, glancing at herself in the mirror to ensure her hair was still perfectly styled. "She knows nothing can happen to you guys when I'm around." She also flashed a flirtatious smile at the elderly man in the car beside them. He blushed and returned the smile, proudly displaying his dentures with perfectly straight teeth.

Mel chuckled as she noticed him getting scolded by his partner with a smack on the back of his head.

These individuals did not realize that they were interacting with a mother who not only possessed stunning physical features but was also the most powerful person on the planet, capable of subjugating it during her sleep.

"But that doesn't give you the right to behave recklessly," Rob said.

Mel sighed heavily before reluctantly admitting, "I suppose you have a point."

"Look, it's green!" Joy exclaimed, gesturing towards the traffic signal.

The sudden acceleration caused Rob's head to slam against the seat as Mel stepped on the gas pedal, leaving behind skid marks on the pavement.

"Mel!" Rob said.

"Ugh, not again," Therion whined. He cracked the window open for fresh air.

Turning a bend with squeaky tires while almost hitting a group of sleek and well-dressed office employees crossing the street, Mel directed the car to the freeway.

A string of curse words tumbled out of Mel's mouth as she slammed on the brakes, screeching to a stop. The highway was backed up for what seemed like miles.

"Aw, man! Now, we'll never be on board on time before our cruise ship departs." Therion said. "I'm blaming you, Mom!"

"Hey, knock it off!" Joy punched Therion on his arm. "Don't be a dick, alright? Mom will find a way like she always does."

Rob looked at his wife, rubbing his forehead from hitting the window during their chaotic journey. "You will?"

            Mel let out a heavy sigh, digging her nails into the steering wheel as she surveyed the endless line of immobile cars ahead. A feeling of desperation began to gnaw at her gut. She shook her head, steeling herself with determination. "Whatever." Her boot crashed down on the gas pedal, screeching the car off with a roar.

Rob's eyes widened in shock as the backside of a truck shot up to them. He urgently yelled for Mel to stop the car. When he was confident that a crash was inevitable, he shouted, "Brace yourselves!" and wrapped his arms over his head.

He carefully opened his eyes. Confusion etched on his face as he was pretty confident that the crash should have already occurred by now. Yet, it felt like they were still driving. 

The radio was playing, and he could hear Mel happily humming along. Rob dropped his arms and saw that they were indeed still driving, despite how impossible it seemed. 

Their car was simply passing through other vehicles like they weren't there!

"Hey, look! I can see right through it!" Rob saw his daughter's smirking countenance through her hand, which appeared to be transparent.

"Ha! I look like a ghost!" Joy joked, making eerie noises at her brother. 

"Dad! I don't want to be a ghost!" Therion said.

Rob gave his wife a severe scowl, who seemed to have the time of the day, driving through a traffic jam while humming along with a Taylor Swift song blasting from the radio. "Mel, we discussed this. You promised only to use your powers in emergencies, not casually."

"But this is an emergency! If I don't do this, we'll never catch the ship, and we can say goodbye to our vacation. Is that what you want?" Mel glanced back at the kids. "Is that what we want, kids?"

Therion grumbled something under his breath, but Joy exclaimed, "Nooo! This is so awesome, Mom! You're awesome!"

Mel glanced at her daughter through the rearview mirror and gave her a warm smile. "Thank you, honey. Love you too." She blew a kiss.

"Please remind me that I have to kill myself if I don't inherit your powers, Mom," Joy said. "I hate just living my life like any ordinary person."

"Hey! Don't say those things!" Rob said.

            Mel snorted. "Don't worry, she doesn't mean it."

"But I absolutely do!" Joy replied.

"I certainly hope so." Therion mingled in. "At least it will spare me from your incessant chatter."

"Scaredy cat!" Joy said. "What kind of son is afraid of his own mother?"

Rob sighed as his kids bickered in the backseat, hurling insults at each other. He glanced over at Mel with a pleading look in his eyes. "How much longer until we get there?"

Mel shrugged. "In a flash if you like."

            "Please," Rob pleaded, covering his ears to block out the chaos of his children arguing in the backseat. 

Mel snapped her fingers.

 

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Rob's warm hand traced patterns on Mel's smooth thigh as they stood entwined in the dim light of their cabin, surrounded by the gentle rocking of the cruise ship. Slowly, his hand crept beneath the fabric of her dress, seeking out the firm curve of her perfectly rounded bubble butt. The soft touch sent shivers down Mel's spine, and she let out a contented sigh as their bodies pressed closer together in the intimate space of their cabin. Outside, the ocean waves crashed against the ship's hull, a soothing background for their heated embrace.

Mel gasped as her husband's lips left a trail of hot, urgent kisses down her neck. "I want you in me," she breathed, her body already aching with need.

"And I want you on top of me," Rob said, his weight suddenly falling onto the bed as he pulled Mel down with him. She fell on top of him with a mixture of excitement and laughter.

"Pants and shirt off, now!" Mel commanded as she sat on top of him, her strong thighs trapping his chest as she looked down at him with a smirk, hands resting confidently on her hips.

"Yes, ma'am!" Rob scrambled to fix his clothing.

            Mel slapped him on the cheek. "Who are you calling, ma'am, worm?"

"G-Goddess!" Rob gasped, feeling a rush of arousal from Mel's commanding presence. "Right away, Goddess!"

With a swift pull, his throbbing member emerged from under his underwear, its glans glistening in the dim light. Mel leaned down to kiss her husband with fervor.

Rob's hand stealthily crept its way to his throbbing member. It quickly recoiled like a startled rabbit when Mel gave it a firm tap, reminding him that only she decided when he was allowed to penetrate her.

"Tomorrow," Mel's warm breath, still carrying the scent of the French wine she had been drinking earlier, tickled Rob's ear. "I will make it official to the world that I am the one in charge from now on."

Rob let out a deep moan, and his eyes rolled back as Mel's hand touched his hardened member, guiding it towards her dripping-wet entrance.

"What if they refuse?" Rob moaned, his hands tightly gripping Mel's firm buttocks as she rhythmically moved up and down on top of him, allowing his stiff member to slither in and out of her warm, wet, and inviting entrance.

"Oh, I hope they do. More fun for me." Mel said, followed by a mischievous chuckle that promised nothing less than bad news.

            "What will you do?"

"Whatever the fuck I want." Mel said, emphasizing the word 'fuck' with a hard slam of her butt on top of Rob's groin. "World leaders will grovel beneath my boot standing on top of their ugly faces. They have no choice. And entire cities will be shrunken down to end up as playthings for my amusement as I dangle them on top of my nipples."

As Mel bounced up and down on top of him with increasing speed, Rob's heavy breathing escalated. He was on the verge of exploding inside of his wife. "This is too intense." he pushed out a moan of pleasure. "I so want this to happen."

"And I will rain down my laughter upon all who dares to defy my orders", Mel continued, with a wicked gleam in her eyes that struck both fear and arousal in Rob's heart. "Because I'm not merely Melanie Storm, a 38-year-old mother of two and wife of a magnificent husband. No, I'm the almighty one herself, the one to whom the entire universe must answer. 

Every aspect of it is subjected to be changed at my whim.

So show your respect and bow down, insignificant worm. Bow down to your all-powerful Goddess."

With a few forceful thrusts, Mel dropped her tight ass on Rob's groin, causing him to lose control and reach climax. 

His back arched in the stark shape of a bridge as he gripped onto his wife's arms painfully tightly, letting out a never-ending moan.

"God! That was heavenly!" Rob exclaimed, taking the cigarette that his wife offered him. He inhaled deeply as he sat upright against the wall, with Mel's head nestled on his stomach and her hair cascading over the bed.

"It sure was." agreed Mel, relaxing with her hands behind her head and enjoying the gentle swaying of the cruise ship at night."

As they basked in the post-coital bliss, Rob broke the silence.

"We should stop this. It's dangerous."

Mel raised an eyebrow and turned her head to face her husband. "Why do you say that?"

"Because we're inflaming dangerous desires," Rob said.

            "But it's what you enjoy," Mel said.

"I know. It turns me into an uncontrollable beast of desire. But it must never happen in reality."

Mel smiled, tenderly touching her husband's cheek. "And it never will. Rest assured."

"But it's what you want. I can see it in your eyes. Every day, you struggle to control your impulses, using all of your willpower to put mental barriers in place and suppress the urge to unleash your full powers. You act like an ordinary mother, but you're not, and you desperately want to become the one you are destined to be."

"And what's that?" Mel asked as she snatched the cigarette from her husband's grasp.

            "God herself. The ultimate one who stands above all."

Mel inhaled the cigarette deeply, illuminating the glowing tip in a vibrant orange hue.

"I'm still amazed how you manage to keep yourself in line all these years, seeing your unabashed demeanor during the meetings you have with people daily." Rob said.

Mel playfully jabbed his ribs with her elbow and teased, "Hey now, you're a married man with a good woman by your side. And let's not forget, I'm an amazing mother. Ask Therion. He'll vouch for me." 

            Rob chuckled. "The boy certainly will."