Mind Control Stories

my super powers

a normal teenager gets superpowers. you can guess what he does with them.

i am a girl but i wanted to try first person from a male prospective. these stories will mostly be my erotic fantasies so they will get pretty weird.

Mind Control Stories

Mon, 31 Aug 2015 21:06:18 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 5

<p>Mulder spent Friday in the office of Mr Pulaski, the Principal of Greg’s school, methodically calling in the girls on Greg’s list, and getting them handed over to his control via a phone call to Greg. He was also on the lookout for possible recruits for Magic Potion production, girls with copious vaginal secretion.&nbsp; </p><p>Greg’s habit of giving each girl a farewell orgasm now had a practical use, and Mulder now had a legitimate excuse for fingering each girl’s cunt, checking how wet she’d become. Each girl, he confirmed control by asking the same questions: have you just had an orgasm (yes), are you wearing panties (no), are you a virgin, are you on birth control. A surprising number were still virgins.&nbsp; Greg had been enrolling girls faster than he could fuck them, and he tended to leave the under 15s, clearly prefering them a little more developed. A few of the virgins were on birth control already, that had to be Greg’s doing, and so were around a third of the seniors. None of the Latinas, but that was to be expected. &nbsp; </p><p>Every girl got nicely wet courtesy of Greg’s final post-hypnotic orgasm, but some a whole lot more than others. Mulder classified them as wet, soaking, and squirters.&nbsp; The girls were still subject to Greg’s rules banning panties and pubic hair, giving Mulder a steady parade of smooth hairless pussies he could just reach out and touch. This had the natural consequence that Mulder’s dick was permanently hard and seeping precum into his underwear, but he had to press on or he’d be here for weeks.&nbsp; Which he wouldn’t mind at all, but other duties awaited him.&nbsp; </p><p>He determined to ration himself. One fuck before lunchtime, maybe a blowjob in the afternoon, and back to the hotel and Miss Shell for the night. </p><p>He’d had worse days. </p><p> About 10:30 he decided he’d fuck the next non-virgin who was on birth control.&nbsp; As luck would have it, he didn’t get one until 12:15, having gone through a long succession of virgins and ex-virgins who depended solely on condoms.&nbsp; So when it finally happened, Mulder was almost sore from containing his peristent erection all morning.&nbsp; </p><p>She was a senior girl, Mackenzie Murphy, a 5’8&quot; skinny brunette with B cups, long legs and a nice heart shaped ass.&nbsp; After checking her pussy for wetness, and finding she was near as dammit another squirter, having dribbled pussy juice down both thighs from her Good Girl orgasm, Mulder knew she was the one.&nbsp; She watched silently as he stripped off all his clothes, his erection springing out proudly. &nbsp;</p><p>&quot;Open your legs and sit back, I want to taste your pussy&quot;. She complied, spreading her lovely long legs wide, and he bowed his head and set about slowly licking her hot tender flesh.&nbsp; He enjoyed bringing her lovingly along the Heavenly Path to Nirvana, and kept on at her with lips, tongue, nose, chin and teeth until she gasped and bucked and thrust into his face and flooded him with her hot juice.&nbsp; Then he moved up to kiss her wetly in the mouth, licking her juices into her mouth, while he thrust his cock into her squelching lovetube.&nbsp; The pent up desire of the morning flooded out of him and he hadn’t been fucking her for more than a few minutes when he let go completely and flooded her with as much spunk as he’d ever pumped into a cunt, gasping &quot;Good girl!&quot; at the same time, making her thrash around so hard he had to hold on tight to her perfect ass to prevent being bucked right off her. &nbsp; </p><p>He got her to lick his cock clean, then he left her to rest. </p><p>The huge and spreading stain on the couch confirmed she’d be a welcome addition to the Magic Potion team, so while she was resting he had Pulaski fetch Miss Shell.&nbsp; When he had the three of them together, he told them that Mackenzie and Miss Shell would be going on a school-sponsored week-long educational field trip, and Pulaski was to square it with Mackenzie’s family, and arrange to cover for Miss Shell’s absence.&nbsp; Miss Shell was told to collect Mackenzie next morning and get to the airport with her by noon. &nbsp; </p><p>Once he was alone, Mulder called Scully.&nbsp; &quot;Send the plane tomorrow morning, you can bring back at least 2 fully-certified squirters for your pussyfarm, maybe more.&quot; </p><p> &quot;That will help&quot; said Scully, &quot;the Director’s piling on the pressure, and so far it’s just Marisa and me.&quot; Then Scully added: &quot;There is another thing: We’re trying to maximise output here, and our young attention-deficient friend is used to a bit more variety than he’s getting at present.&quot; </p><p>&quot;He’s not tired of you already, Scully? That must be a blow to your self-esteem&quot;. </p><p> &quot;Shut up, Mulder, or I’ll come down there and blow your self-esteem.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Oh, I wish you would.&nbsp; Meanwhile, where’s that equipment I asked for?&nbsp; If you can send it on the plane, I should be able to get you something to revive The Boy’s interest.&quot; </p><p> He declared himself a lunchbreak, and lay down on the couch for a nap. &nbsp; Around 2 pm he called Pulaski and sent him to fetch the next few girls on the list, and dealt with them routinely until he found his dick once more taking an interest in life.&nbsp; Then he scanned the remaining list for something special.&nbsp; His desire this time was for a blowjob, so birth control wasn’t a requirement.&nbsp; </p><p>He picked 17 year old Mandy (slim, C cup, not on birth control, according to his notes).&nbsp; She looked good enough to him, and while she was sitting with a dazed post-orgasmic smile on her face, he told her to get naked, suck his dick, not to stop before he’d cum, to swallow it all, to masturbate at the same time, and not hold back on her own orgasms.&nbsp; She obeyed all instructions to the letter, and as he finished pumping his spunk into her mouth, he rewarded her with &quot;Good Girl!!!&quot; and watched her furiously fingerfuck herself as she exploded in a final orgasm. </p><p> Fuck but this had to be the best assignment he’d ever scored. </p><p> He’d have one more night with the gorgeous Miss Shell, before sending her off to join Scully’s Magic Potion pussyfarm.</p><p> Then he’d visit the Christian family that Greg had enslaved. Greg had already used two of the three daughters to make Magic Potion, and the eldest, Abbey, was listed in Mulder’s notes as a squirter. He had a plan to send all four females to Scully. Then he could head next door to see the Odom family, single mother Colleen and her 2 daughters, Lauren &amp; Sherry, both on birth control, he noted, once more with a little jab of pleasure from his cock.&nbsp; What is it with the idea of bareback fucking teenage schoolgirls and cumming inside them, he wondered.&nbsp; </p><p>Well, he concluded, it’s about as good as it gets.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><hr />On Saturday morning, after a leisurely breakfast in bed with the succulent Miss Shell, Mulder sent her to collect Mackenzie and get to the airport by noon. Then he set out for The Christians, as he’d come to think of them. <p>&nbsp;</p><p> The mother, Mary Anne, answered the door casually dressed in sweatshirt and pants.&nbsp; Mulder’s first impression was of a Sarah Palin lookalike, the glasses and hairstyle showing that this was likely intentional. Probably went down a treat among her fellow churchgoers. Mulder thought Mary Anne had a slimmer figure, but she also sported a generous pair of D cups or greater under that baggy top.&nbsp; Mulder thought he’d enjoy tittyfucking her. </p><p>Mulder’s badge got him invited into the lounge, where he immediately handed her his phone. &quot;Greg?&quot; she managed, then went silent, her questioning stopped by Greg’s command.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Yes&quot; she said, then a look of surprise and ecstacy claimed her face, like she’d just seen Jesus himself.&nbsp; She sat down abruptly as her knees gave way, and she handed the phone back to Mulder.&nbsp; &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Was that an orgasm?&quot; asked Mulder. &quot;Sure was!&quot; confirmed Mary Anne, suddenly no longer the uptight evangelical christian mother that was her usual public persona. Mulder asked &quot;You ever been tittyfucked?&quot; She looked severely at him, suddenly all Sunday School Teacher: &quot;If you mean having a Man put his Penis between my Breasts and use them to Masturbate himself until he Ejaculates&quot; (Mulder could hear the Capitals) – and here she paused for effect -&nbsp; &quot;I most certainly have.&nbsp; Last time was at Summer Bible Camp.&nbsp; Dirty fucker shot his jism all over my face.&nbsp; If I hadn’t had my glasses on he’d have hit me in the eye.&quot;&nbsp; She laughed at the memory. &quot;I hate it when it gets in my eyes. I would have complained to the Pastor, only, you see, he WAS the Pastor&quot; and she winked, and laughed again. </p><p> &quot;Call your daughters, please&quot;.&nbsp; </p><p>The 3 girls arrived, and each had their turn on the phone to Greg. First was Abbey, 18, a skinny brunette with skinny legs who stood about 5’6&quot; with C cups, according to Mulder’s notes a rebel/slut who had fucked a dozen guys before Greg enslaved her, she was the squirter Greg had used to make Magic Potion. Next, 16 year old Kylie, slightly shorter than Abbey, but she also had C cup boobs, her virginity taken by Greg. Finally, 12 year old Krista, small, skinny, breasts just beginning to develop,&nbsp; also used by Greg to make Magic Potion. Still a virgin, but familiar with seeing Greg take his pleasure with the older sisters. All three girls were on birth control, which made them suitable for use in Scully’s Magic Potion pussyfarm. </p><p> &quot;Now we’re all friends&quot; said Mulder to the four blissed-out females, &quot;I have some wonderful news for you. Your family has won first prize in a competition.&nbsp; The prize is a stay at a luxury female-only spa resort, for all three girls and a female guardian. That would be you, Mary Anne.&nbsp; You will persuade your husband to take care of your son while you’re away.&nbsp; Sorry to tell you this good news at such short notice, but the prize must be claimed at once.&nbsp; So now you must all get ready.&nbsp; You don’t need to pack a thing, all clothing and toiletries for your stay are included in the prize, so you just need to wear casual clothes for the journey.&nbsp; Mary Anne, the sweats are fine, you’ll be nice and comfy on the plane. The limo should be here in about ten minutes….&quot; </p><p>If it hadn’t been a command, Mary Anne might have raised some objections, but the 3 girls were genuinely delighted, and needed no commanding.&nbsp; The ten minutes were spent ringing Mary Anne’s husband, who was at a ball game with their son Josh.&nbsp; Perhaps because he was still under Mary Anne’s influence, he made no objection to this sudden change in plans for the weekend.&nbsp; Though the cellphone calls he made next suggest he might have had other reasons to be happy his wife and daughters were going out of town for a while.&nbsp; The first was to the father of Josh’s best friend, to arrange weekend accommodation for Josh, the second was to his secretary, and when that went unanswered, the third was to a local Escort Agency. </p><p> As the Lucky Winners boarded the gleaming black stretch limo that had glided to a halt at their gate, Mulder turned towards the house next door, and made another call to Scully. </p><p> To be continued </p>

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Sat, 01 Sep 2012 01:19:26 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 15 – The Final Chapter

Scully knew that at 13 ejaculations a day they were working Greg to the limit, but the Director insisted they must maximize production, if only for a few more days.&nbsp; Scully also knew that the Director wasn’t entirely happy with the way his Urgent Project to produce industrial quantities of Magic Potion had somehow become the mother of all sex orgies for The Boy.&nbsp; If they’d done it his way, Greg would have been strapped to a gurney with a nutrient drip in his arm, a milking machine on his dick, a vibrator up his ass and headphones endlessly playing Scully’s Serve Your Country message.&nbsp; And the Witches would have fared no better, with routine shots of small doses of Extract-of-Greg squirted up them by impersonal nursing staff, and time off only whenever the supply from Greg couldn’t keep up with the available vaginas.<br /><br />But Scully had prevailed, and kept control of The Facility (as the Director insisted on calling it), at least for as long as she delivered the goods.&nbsp; And she had discovered something that would let her ease up the pressure on Greg. She had noticed that the Squirters,&nbsp; Miss Shell, Abbey, Mackenzie and Mayu&nbsp; were each easily worth four of the others, so she could soon send all the rest home.&nbsp; Mulder had told her he’d identified another squirter among Greg’s harem, and would bring her with him on his return.&nbsp; Scully figured that the present production from the 13-strong Coven would be overtaken using only five squirter-witches (SuperWitches? Squitches?&nbsp; Whatever, Scully was sure the Lab guys would come up with a suitable moniker for them soon enough).&nbsp; And without needing so many ejaculations a day out of Greg. <br /><br />It was with mixed feelings that Greg bade farewell to so many of his sex partners: Melanie and her mother Terry, Rika Yamamoto and her two younger daughters Karina and Mika, Mary Anne and her two younger daughters, Kylie and the freshly deflowered Krista. Greg had taken the virginities of Melanie, Karina, Kylie and most recently Krista, and he felt a proprietary concern for them. &nbsp;<br /><br />So he asked Scully if she’d be able to help their return to the Normal World of teenage sexual discovery without running into troubles such as disease, pregnancy and persecution.&nbsp; Scully assured him that his exploitation of the girls had overall been benign, and she was sure they’d all make a successful transition back to &quot;normality&quot;, though it was quite likely that they’d retain a taste for girl-on-girl, especially in reunions of the Good Girls Club, which were quite likely to be steamy xxx-rated affairs for many years to come.<br />————-<br />On Friday morning Mulder visited Terry’s workplace and got her boss to pull all affected staff into their conference room, where he got Greg on speakerphone to transfer them into his control.<br /><br />Later, at the school, he had Pulaski bring all the remaining staff to the auditorium, and he managed a mass reprogramming by putting Greg on the PA. He’d now run out of reasons to stay.&nbsp; Mission accomplished, at least the official part. &nbsp;<br /><br />He had one more private mission to complete, and that brought him to Annie King’s house for his last night in this town.&nbsp; He was pleased to find them already nude when Annie let him in.&nbsp; He quickly adopted the same dress code and joined Annie and her two daughters at the dining table for their evening meal.&nbsp; Annie, at 45, was &quot;a total MILF&quot; as Greg put it.&nbsp; Geri, the beautiful 17 year old cheerleader, with her light brown hair and a figure that was both athletic and curvy, with D cup breasts, reminded Greg slightly of Olivia Wilde. And 14 year old Debi, a more slender version of her sister, but already with C cup boobs, who was the special reason for Mulder’s visit.<br /><br />Debi didn’t eat much, and kept glancing his way, looking nervous and excited.&nbsp; &quot;Don’t look so nervous, Debi. I’m not going to bite. Now, eat your dinner like a Good Girl.&quot;&nbsp; Her eyes rolled up and she slumped against her mother, her cheeks flushed red from a mixture of lust and anticipation. <br /><br />&quot;I wish you wouldn’t do that quite so much, Agent Mulder&quot; her mother said. &quot;How do you expect her to learn that orgasms usually take a bit of effort, if you keep handing them to her like that?&quot;.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, come on Annie. She needed relaxing. So let her enjoy it, there’s a Good Girl&quot;. <br /><br />&quot;Oh, you Fucking Bastard&quot; gasped Annie, squeezing her hand to her pussy as she too dissolved in ecstasy.&nbsp; Geri ducked under the table and found his cock, erect, as she suspected.&nbsp; &quot;Cut it out, Agent Mulder, or I will bite&quot;, and she took his glans hostage between her teeth, then, to show she bore no malice, she went to work on him with lips and tongue.<br /><br />&quot;That’s lovely, Geri, but how am I ever going to deflower Debi if you keep making me cum in your mouth?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Geri dear, stop fellating Agent Mulder, there’s a dear&quot; said her mother. &quot;Good girl, Geri&quot; said Mulder, as soon as her teeth were far enough away to be safe.<br /><br />Annie’s bedroom was the location chosen for her younger daughter’s admission to womanhood.&nbsp; The room was softly lit by dozens of candles, and there was a delicate scent in the air from an oil warmer, and music was playing, something Mulder didn’t recognize, but found relaxing. Annie’s choice, Mulder thought. They’d been planning this all week, Mulder realised.&nbsp; Annie and Geri showered Mulder, soaping him all over, paying extra attention to his ever-erect penis, balls and ass.&nbsp; They left him relaxing on Annie’s bed while they&nbsp; bathed Debi and dried her, and led her to lie beside Mulder on the bed where they massaged scented lotion all over her, and turned her to face Mulder. Annie lay behind her, and Geri lay down on the other side, behind Mulder, reaching over him to find his cock, still hard with anticipation.&nbsp; Annie caressed Debi’s back and legs while Geri did the same to Mulder.&nbsp; It took Mulder a while to notice that it was Geri who was in charge, not Annie.&nbsp; Once more, the remarkable Geri, this time orchestrating her little sister’s initiation.&nbsp; Mulder lay facing Debi, stroking the ringlet of light brown hair that fell across her cheek, and watched her pretty face. Her pale blue eyes gazed back at him dreamily, her lips were parted, two white teeth and a little tip of pink tongue peeping out as she slowly licked the delicate cupids-bow of her upper lip.&nbsp; Mulder stroked from shoulder to hip, tracing her female curves, less pronounced than Geri’s, as her 14 year old frame had not yet reached the ripe fullness of womanhood.&nbsp; He felt the perfect firm shape of her C cup breast, brushed over the tiny pale pink nipple, nestling in its puffy mound. Her hand was on his chest, fingers tangling with his chest hairs, then down his stomach to find his cock, hard and ready.&nbsp; He kissed her then for the first time, and they lingered together for an age, tongues gently meeting, probing, exploring.<br /><br />Guided by Geri, they made a leisurely tour of the main attractions of foreplay.&nbsp; Kissing and touching, sucking Debi’s tiny nipples to attention, then cunnilingus, then Geri made Debi her apprentice in a long lesson of fellatio, then Geri turned Debi to lie in sideways 69 so Mulder could resume his oral exploration, kissing, licking and gently sucking on her pussy while she admired his cock with gentle touches, exploring it with her tongue.&nbsp; Pushed over the edge into one orgasm too many by Mulder’s tongue, she grasped his dick, gasping &quot;Now, I want this now.&nbsp; Inside me. Fuck me, Agent Mulder, Fuck me.&quot;<br /><br />And finally, as she lay on her back with shining eyes, Mulder lowered himself gently over her, and Geri’s nimble fingers guided the head of his cock between the swollen lips of her little cunt.&nbsp; He slowly slid inside, feeling her tight warmth grip him, but no barrier, no cherry to pop, and then he was right in, filling her up, and she was pushing her pelvis against him to take him all in as far as possible.&nbsp; &quot;Oh God that feels so Goooood!!!&quot;.&nbsp; Mulder held still, and slowly Debi began to rock her hips.&nbsp; He matched her rhythm, and it grew and grew until he was fucking her steadily, pulling almost all the way out, thrusting all the way in.&nbsp; Suddenly she squirmed out from under him and he flipped onto his back as she straddled him, spearing herself on his cock, then she was in charge, riding him in cowgirl, until she’d driven herself head on into her First Fucking Orgasm, and as her climax passed and she slowed down, Mulder took over, grasping her hips and thrusting hard into her until he too erupted in orgasm, his seed pulsing deep inside her, spraying her cervix in a perfect baby-launching finale.&nbsp; Without the birth control pills, she’d be pregnant from this for sure.&nbsp; Annie and Geri slipped away then, after throwing a sheet over the still-joined couple, and they slept.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;<br /><br />———————-<br /><br />And so it was that when Mulder left Greg’s hometown, he was accompanied by the tiny Emily and Geri King, who had hastily been awarded scholarships in cheerleading or something (Mulder had left the details to Pulaski).&nbsp; Emily because of her value as a Squirter, Geri because Mulder insisted. <br /><br />The Coven now comprised Miss Shell, Abbey, Mackenzie, Mayu and Emily.&nbsp; Geri and Marisa weren’t in the same league in terms of vaginal secretions, but they helped as companions for Greg, though they were strictly admonished – and ordered – not to accept any of his semen while there were any of the Top Five available. If Greg wanted to fuck them, and he did, he had to fuck his way through the other five first.&nbsp; Most days he succeeded.<br /><br />The regime was now able to settle down for the long haul.&nbsp; Greg still had beautiful young women to fuck all day every day, but Scully started to reintroduce aspects of normal life.&nbsp; Miss Shell resumed her role as teacher, becoming Greg’s private tutor. And if her lessons tended to end up with them fucking, well, that was to be expected.&nbsp; Gradually the pressure from the Director eased off, and the Witches were also able to return to the Real World, with further education via correspondence courses and tuition from Miss Shell.&nbsp; They went home for vacations, and away on courses.&nbsp; Scully maintained a minimum core of three Squitches, and, since Miss Shell was happy to take up permanent residence (at a vastly improved salary), that meant that the others could be away for up to half of their time.<br /><br />——————————<br /><br />Epilog:&nbsp; What ever happened to….?<br /><br />After Mulder left town, Greg’s former slaves resumed their normal lives, but remained in effect &quot;sleeper&quot; agents for the Agency.&nbsp; There is no record of them ever being activated, but then, there wouldn’t be, would there?<br /><br />Greg served his country well for another two years, until the research lab turned out a synthetic Magic Potion that was just as good as the real thing and less problematic (but also less fun) to manufacture.&nbsp; When he was stood down, he accepted the scholarship the agency offered, and went to college, with stern warnings about discretion in the use of his unique gift.<br /><br />Marisa went her own way after having her first true love affair with one of the Mansion’s security staff.&nbsp; She too accepted an agency scholarship, at a different college from Greg, and later returned to sign on, with ambitions of becoming a field agent.&nbsp; Scully was her inspiration and role model.<br /><br />If Greg had a role model, it might have been Hugh Hefner.&nbsp; While still at college, Greg made a lot of money from porn. He started out making simple gonzo movies, just him, his handheld camera, and a succession of particularly beautiful and energetic amateur first timers, but his breakthrough to the big time was &quot;The History of the Orgasm&quot;, starring his former history teacher, Miss Shell. <br /><br />Then his series &quot;My 18th Birthday Party was an Orgy&quot; won top awards from AVN three years running, and secured his place in the industry. No one discovered how he was able to get so many gorgeous young women to walk in to his offices on their 18th birthday and sign up for a same-day shoot. &nbsp;<br /><br />Krista and her friend Kerry Priddy starred in the first episode, which included a cameo from an uncredited Sarah Palin lookalike as the mother of the birthday girl. Mika Yamamoto and Debi King each had an episode, and by then the ball was rolling and more fresh talent simply turned up out of the blue, or so Greg claimed.<br /><br />His &quot;Cheerleaders&quot; series claimed fewer awards but greater sales revenues, featuring as it did entire cheerleading teams in erotically-enhanced performances and no-holes-barred afterparties with college football players.&nbsp; The most popular episodes featured cheerleading squads whose uniforms were painted onto their otherwise nude bodies. <br /><br />Greg always had the best, the freshest, the most exciting and enthusiastic young women as his stars, and his stable of contracted performers grew rapidly.&nbsp; Fees for transfers to other studios added to his wealth. His all-female production crew became an industry legend, he rotated his performers among all aspects of the business, and all staff were equally at ease on both sides of the camera, sometimes at the same time, as Greg had the well known habit of spontaneously fucking absolutely any member of his organization, anywhere, anytime, with or without a camera crew to record it for his acclaimed &quot;Insider&quot; series, a behind-the-scenes documentary about his business empire that was widely assumed to be fiction. &nbsp;<br /><br />He skirted round employment and sexual harrassment law by only hiring adult entertainment actresses on contracts that stipulated he would personally review their skills and performance at any time of his chosing, then seconding them to other roles, including a career development path that provided scholarships for many fields of study, including law.&nbsp; Camera crews followed these students to capture more x-rated pseudo-documentary material as they enjoyed college life to the full, and after graduation they returned to work within Greg’s organization.<br /><br />This gave Greg a unique advantage for a CEO:&nbsp; Instead of being screwed by his lawyers, he was screwing them.&nbsp; And, to ice the cake, the &quot;Insider&quot; episode that showed this happening won yet another AVN award.<br /><br />Like Libya’s former dictator Colonel Gadhafi, he had an all female security detail. His personal bodyguard of three mixed martial arts champions – who also appeared in his &quot;KUNG FU*KING&quot; videos – were more than a match in looks for any fictional Charlie’s Angels.<br /><br />By age 45, he had all but retired to the seclusion of a private island in Hawaii, and had relaxed the all-female rule, perhaps realising that his girls needed more than he alone could provide. &nbsp;<br /><br />Annie King joined Greg to work camera on &quot;My 18th birthday&quot;, and is credited in his (highly abridged) autobiography with suggesting &quot;Cheerleaders&quot;, which she also edited.<br /><br />Geri King was credited as choreographer for &quot;Cheerleaders&quot;, and won an AVN award for the title sequence, a riff on a traditional Can-Can line, camera tracking in slo-mo a wave of slow cartwheels revealing the squad’s total lack of underwear and pubic hair.<br /><br />Mary Anne was credited as art director for the bodypaint episodes of &quot;Cheerleaders&quot;.<br /><br />Emily, with her tiny body and copious squirting orgasms became one of Greg’s most popular stars, and was often cast in teenage schoolgirl roles until she was almost 30.<br /><br />After making &quot;The History of the Orgasm&quot; with Greg, Miss Shell went on to a stellar career in porn and later launched her own line of sex toys, including the Miss Shell Artificial Vagina with Patented Lubrication Release, a mechanism of her own invention.&nbsp; She never did return to the classroom.<br /><br />After Bernie died – of a heart attack during a private party in the back room -&nbsp; Jim inheried the sex shop, and was among the first in the country to stock the Miss Shell range of toys.&nbsp; He contacted Miss Shell via the distributor, and was overjoyed to find himself in an X-Rated commercial for the Miss Shell Artificial Vagina, directed by none other than porn-industry legend Greg himself, in which he was shown doing a side-by-side comparison, before endorsing the product as &quot;just like the real thing&quot;. &nbsp;<br /><br />Jim’s one regret was that Miss Shell insisted the Money Shot feature her Artificial Vagina, not her real one. &nbsp;<br /><br />If Greg had one regret, it was that he never managed to complete the project that he’d intended to be his Magnum Opus, an x-rated sci-fi fantasy about an alien boy whose semen had a hypnotic effect on women, entitled: <br /><br />&quot;The Boy With The Golden Cum&quot; <br /><br />THE END<br /><br /><br /><br />

Mind Control Stories

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 16:00:00 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 4

<p>Mulder entered the meeting room in rather dishevelled state.&nbsp; He’d not expected to be summoned back to headquarters quite so soon, and he’d barely had time for a quick shower before the black helicopter landed on the hotel roof to pick him up, leaving Miss Shell deeply sleeping, her new vibrator discarded beside her, its batteries flat. Like Mulders.&nbsp; Scully caught his eye, saw he was in no mood for banter, and ignored him for the rest of the meeting. </p><p>The Director began by requesting a brief status report from each of them.&nbsp; Scully reported good co-operation from the subject, Mulder mentioned the unexpectedly slow progress with the reprogramming at the school. </p><p>The Chief Scientist felt the need to summon up a PowerPoint presentation to accompany his Brief Status Report. Colored skyscrapers and sliced pizzas appeared behind him as he droned on.&nbsp; Scully glazed over and Mulder dozed off.&nbsp; When at last he finished, the Director summarized: </p><p> &quot;We have one fit, healthy 16 year old source of top quality SuperSpunk, to adopt Scully’s terminology. It has a hypnotic effect on females, and makes them highly susceptible to post-hypnotic command.&nbsp; Mind control, in a nutshell. &quot; </p><p>&quot;More significantly, fluid collected from a vagina dosed with SuperSpunk has the same hypnotic effect on males. Magic Potion, we are now calling it.&nbsp; The CIA are particularly interested in that. In much of the world where they operate, mind control of females is merely a novelty, the females there are already controlled in much more direct and brutal ways.&quot; </p><p>&quot;But mind control of males, that’s the Holy Grail.&quot; </p><p> &quot;SuperSpunk and Magic Potion are both most effective when fresh.&nbsp; We know that SuperSpunk preserves quite well dried, but we still haven’t got a handle on how to preserve Magic Potion, so research on that has a high priority. We’re also under pressure to deliver usable quantities for field operatives as quickly as possible, even if it doesn’t keep. They specially want it because it’s undetectable. Unlike other drugs, it leaves no trace, and we don’t know of any adverse side effects.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Having only the one source is the main bottleneck, so we need to look after him, and especially, we need to make sure we don’t waste any more of his output.&quot; </p><p> Scully felt all eyes in the room turn on her, and her cheeks flushed. </p><p> &quot;He is, after all, The Boy With The Golden Cum.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Question&quot; interrupted Mulder. &quot;What happens if a male ingests the SuperSpunk?&quot; </p><p> &quot;Nothing, apparently, at least in dried form. We’ve not tested fresh, do you want to volunteer?&quot; &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Try the TSA&quot; suggested Mulder. </p><p> Ignoring this, the Director continued: &quot;Agent Scully, you’re the subject’s first controller, and he seems to respond well to your command, so you’re tasked with collecting all his output until further notice.&nbsp; Do we still have the girlfriend?&quot;</p><p> &quot;Affirmative&quot; said Scully. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Good.&nbsp; Get her manufacturing Magic Potion.&nbsp; And I propose we use the subject’s existing network as well, as far as possible.&nbsp; Mulder, get on with the reprogramming, and look out for candidates we can use to boost production.&nbsp; The profile is someone easily relocated, even if only short-term, preferably with above average vaginal secretion. Squirters would be ideal. We can’t officially use any of the underage ones, you understand?&quot; </p><p> &quot;Sir?&quot; queried Mulder.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;I said, we can’t OFFICIALLY use any of the underage ones, understand?&quot;. &quot;Ah, yes, now I do&quot; said Mulder.</p><hr /><p>&nbsp;Scully found Greg playing a video game.&nbsp; His suite had been upgraded with a big TV, surround sound, a selection of games consoles, and a computer with fast internet access, filtered to block outgoing traffic, as he’d quickly discovered.&nbsp; He could watch and read all the news about the continuing manhunt for himself and his girlfriend, now dubbed &quot;the new Bonnie and Clyde&quot;, as the list of crimes attributed to them continued to grow.&nbsp; </p><p>The media, it seemed, had come down firmly on the side of Marisa as accomplice rather than hostage, though all were careful to state that this was not absolutely certain.&nbsp; Pundits cited &quot;Stokholm Syndrome&quot;, and invoked memories of Patty Hearst.&nbsp; But he was blocked from sending anything out. Emails he could read, but not answer.&nbsp; He quickly gave up and accepted the situation, getting what enjoyment he could, but mainly waiting eagerly for the next visit from the redhaired woman, or Marisa.&nbsp; Somehow, he found he redhaired woman winning out in this competition – even when Marisa was with him, he found himself thinking about the mystery woman. He didn’t even know her name. </p><p> &quot;Hey, Greg, how are you feeling?&nbsp; Have you missed me?&quot; and she stopped his answer with a brief kiss on the lips.&nbsp; She looked at the screen.&nbsp; Greg had paused the game in the middle of a military-style firefight. &quot;Still serving your country, I see&quot;.&nbsp; Greg, unaware of the keyphrase, thought his erection was due to the kiss.&nbsp; And maybe it was.&nbsp; Another kiss followed, and her hand found the bulge in his shorts, and squeezed it.&nbsp; He’d gotten used to hanging out in teeshirt and boxers, finding fresh ones set out for him daily, though sometimes he just stayed all day in one of the luxurious bathrobes that also appeared daily with the towels.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Let me help you serve your country&quot; she purred, and released his now stone hard cock from his shorts. She pushed him back into the lazyboy and lowered her head so her curtain of auburn hair hid her face and his cock, and he felt the sweet soft moist warmth of her lips close around him, her tongue finding The Spot, then teasingly just missing it, circling round, building his desire.&nbsp; </p><p>She decided not to give the third keyword, instead she’d see how long it would take to get him to cum purely from her blowjob.&nbsp; The answer was, not long at all.&nbsp; She didn’t let up, gave him no chance to back off and regroup, and he blew his load inside her mouth.&nbsp; She didn’t swallow, but took an empty glass from the bedside and spat his cum into it. &quot;Thanks&quot; she said, and kissed him hard on the lips, pushing her tongue in between, and he tasted his own cum on her.&nbsp; Then she was gone, taking the glass with her. </p><hr /><p> Now that Greg’s semen was officially designated Extremely Valuable, Scully could see that she wasn’t going to be getting to keep much more of it.&nbsp; By keep, she meant swallow.&nbsp; Still, she could get a good deal of pleasure from it by doing her share of Magic Potion making. One ejaculation of Greg’s provided enough SuperSpunk for several pussies, maybe as many as ten, but all she had so far was two – her own, and Marisa’s. &nbsp; </p><p> The recipe for Magic Potion was really simple.&nbsp; Insert some of Greg’s SuperSpunk into a vagina, preferably immediately before or after orgasm, and collect the juice that accumulates over the next hour or so.&nbsp; Since even a small dose of SuperSpunk had the effect of doping the subject for at least an hour, it meant that Potion making was not a task that could be done at the same time as anything else, apart from sleeping. </p><p>Greg had been using small bottles for collection, but tampons were simpler and more efficient. They just needed squeezing to extract the juice.</p><hr /><p>Scully collected Marisa from her suite and brought her to Greg’s. &nbsp; </p><p> Once she’d got them sitting on the couch, she explained what was going to happen. &quot;Greg&quot; she said &quot;From now on, your cum is extremely valuable to us.&nbsp; We want it all.&nbsp; We will help you produce as much as possible, but you are forbidden to waste it.&nbsp; If you jack off, make sure you catch it all in a cup, then dial zero on this phone, and someone will be here to collect it. Same goes for you Marisa. If you jack him off, catch it in a cup.&nbsp; If you suck him off, spit it in a cup, don’t swallow.&nbsp; Dial zero to get rid of it.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Marisa, once Greg has cum, smear a little inside your pussy and then insert one of these tampons.&nbsp; After an hour or two, bag it up and dial zero.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Greg, if you happen to cum inside her, try to get her to dribble out as much as possible onto a plate or cup, then put a tampon inside her if she’s too far gone to do it herself.&nbsp; I think that’s all.&nbsp; Enjoy.&quot; And she stood up to leave. </p><p> &quot;Miss?&quot; said Greg.&nbsp; &quot;Sorry, I don’t even know your name.&quot; &quot;Dana. Call me Dana.&quot; &quot;Er, Dana, I just thought – I’m sure I’d be able to give you a lot more semen if you were to collect it in person.&quot;&nbsp; Scully couldn’t help smiling at that.&nbsp; &quot;Direct little fucker, aren’t you?&quot; she said.&nbsp; To Marisa, she asked: &quot;How do you feel about Greg fucking other women?&quot; </p><p> Marisa, compelled to be truthful, answered: &quot;Well, he must have fucked about a hundred in the last year,&nbsp; so I guess I’m used to it. I don’t think I mind. I’ve helped him take them home, even helped him undress some of them.&nbsp; It can never erase the fact I was his first, I got his virginity. I like it best when he lets me watch. It’s like I’ve trained him and then I get to admire how he performs. It’s so hot when he makes them cum. And I get off on showing him stuff he finds sexy, like masturbating and making out with other girls, and I love seeing how he watches me when he’s fucking someone else. I love how he kisses me while other girls are sucking his cock, he gets so passionate. Just as long as he keeps fucking me too&quot;, and she snuggled up against him.&nbsp; </p><p>Scully wondered if she was really fully released from Greg’s spell, or if this was some lingering post-post-hypnotic suggestion he’d cunningly implanted.&nbsp; Oh well, it suited her purpose anyway, the last thing she needed was an outbreak of teenage jealousy. </p><p> &quot;Good&quot; said Scully. &quot;Then you won’t mind this&quot;, and she stood up and swiftly removed her jacket, skirt, shirt, bra, and panties, and stood before them naked but for black stockings and suspender belt. These weren’t her usual field agent attire, but they seemed appropriate for this assignment.&nbsp; She rotated slowly for Greg’s benefit, then licked her fingers and started rubbing them into her pussy. </p><p> &quot;Greg&quot; she said, as she continued working saliva into her cunt, &quot;I’m going to fuck you. You are going to cum inside me.&nbsp; Then I’m going to put some of your cum inside Marisa.&nbsp; Then we’ll both need a bit of a lie down, I expect.&nbsp; That’s when I want you to take those two tampons and put one into each of us. Understood?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Yes, Dana.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Marisa, has he got a hardon yet?&quot; &quot;Yes&quot;, Marisa confirmed. &quot;Tell me how it tastes.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Mmmmm… Good.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Spit on it Marisa, make it really wet.&nbsp; Wet enough to fuck me. Tell me Marisa, have you ever sucked pussy?&quot; &quot;No.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Well, here’s your chance. I want you to suck mine, just as soon as I’ve made Greg cum inside me&quot;, and Scully straddled Greg where he sat on the couch.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Ready to serve your country?&quot; she asked, and dropped herself onto his cock.&nbsp; She wriggled her butt to settle herself comfortably, then turned to Marisa. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Kiss us, Marisa&quot; Scully commanded, and Marisa joined them, kissing them both in turn. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Suck my tits, both of you&quot; commanded Scully, and Greg and his girlfriend worked cheek-to-cheek sucking on Scully’s C-cup boobs while she rocked back and forth on Greg’s dick.&nbsp; &quot;You enjoy serving your country, eh Greg?&quot;, and she speeded up, now bouncing on him so her tits swung free of their mouths, Greg and Marisa turned their lips and tongues to each other, and Scully found herself crossing the tipping point into orgasm. &quot;Serve my cunt you fucker…&quot; she screamed as it hit her, and she felt Greg’s hot cocklava erupt inside her, pulse after pulse until he’d emptied his balls into her. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Get your face under me, quick&quot; she ordered Marisa, as she lifted off Greg, and landed her pussy over Marisa’s open mouth before his cum could escape. &quot;Come here Greg, I want to suck you&quot; she ordered, and Greg stood where she could take his dick and clean it up with her tongue. &quot;Suck it all out Marisa. Don’t swallow.&quot;&nbsp; Scully lifted off the teenager’s face, and turned to embrace her. &quot;Now gimme. Every drop&quot;, and she rolled off the couch onto the floor with Marisa on top of her. Gravity helped, and the mixture of Greg’s cum ,Scully’s cunt juice and Marisa’s saliva dribbled into Scully’s mouth.&nbsp; Scully wriggled out from under, and signalled to Marisa to lie back on the couch.&nbsp; Scully raised Marisa’s legs high and buried her face in her gash, probing deep with her tongue before releasing her mouthful of fluid.&nbsp; She used two fingers to rub it deeply into Marisa’s cunt.&nbsp; &quot;That should do it.&nbsp; Good Girl, Marisa&quot;, she said, before flopping on to the bed and switching off like a light.&nbsp; Marisa was already out of it, even as the gasps and shudders of her orgasm subsided. </p><p>Dutifully, Greg unwrapped the two tampons and inserted them as ordered.&nbsp; Once each tampon was installed, he kissed the place where its thread dangled out. </p><p> Then he paused to admire the pair of them. Marisa, the slender, blondish teenage girl, with her short skirt pulled up round her waist, bald pussy bare, cum drying round her mouth. Dana, the mature redhaired woman, flat on her back on the bed, legs splayed, naked but for stockings and suspenders, sweaty, a dribble of cum on her chin, blissful half-smiles on both their faces. Again, the mystery woman, Dana, had resisted the effect of his cum long enough to do what she needed to do, while Marisa had been knocked out instantly. </p><p>Greg headed for the shower, once more in awe at the blend of power, control and sheer sexuality embodied in the beautiful and mysterious Dana. </p>

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Thu, 30 Aug 2012 08:04:47 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 14

The Mansion: Day Two – continued<br />— 15:00 #7=Kylie<br /><br />There remain six Witches on duty: Mary Anne (the Sarah Palin lookalike, and skilled bodypaint artist), Krista (skinny little 12 year old daughter of Mary Anne), Mackenzie Murphy (17 year old willowy pole dancing enthusiast), Miss Shell (Greg’s former history teacher), and two 16 year olds, Marisa (Greg’s longtime girlfriend, and his original slave), Melanie (the second girl he’d enslaved).<br /><br />After a shower together, Greg and the 3 M’s – Mackenzie, Marisa, Melanie have a soak in the jacuzi. Greg leaves them in the water and goes for a wander, winding up in the lounge, where Mary Anne is busily applying bodypaint to her youngest daughter.&nbsp; She looks up and calls &quot;Not ready yet, don’t look.&nbsp; But there’s someone in the Fuck Room who is ready.&nbsp; Go check it out.&quot; she dismisses him and turns back to her work.<br /><br />In the aptly named Fuck Room he finds Miss Shell, Mary Anne’s freshly painted masterpiece.&nbsp; She’s apparently wearing black fishnet stockings, suspenders and a lace-up basque with peek-a-boo nipples, which are standing out proudly indicating her inner state of arousal.&nbsp; She’s reclining on the little stage, sexy legs artfully arranged, and she’s slowly and methodically sliding her realistically cock-shaped purple gel vibrator all the way into her pussy, and drawing it all the way out, relishing the moment when the molded head plops out of her already swollen pussylips, before easing it in once again.&nbsp; The shaft is streaked with her froth.&nbsp; &quot;Hi Greg, I’ve been waiting for you&quot; she greets him, and Greg, mesmerised by the wet-dream-cum-true sight of his gorgeous history teacher resplendent, nude, but painted in the sexiest of sexy lingerie, can only stare as his cock springs to attention unbidden.&nbsp; Their eyes meet, they see their own lust reflected in each other, then Greg is focussed between her legs, drawn to her special place midway between the two painted stocking tops, and Miss Shell removes the vibrator so he can gaze at her pouting lips and the glistening pale pink flesh within, then he’s greedily slurping her juices as his tongue delves in as far as it can and his open mouth encloses her sopping gash and he sucks her in, her bloated lips filling his mouth, surrounding his tongue, and he strums the tip on the little nub of her clit and she’s trembling, spasming, gasping and cumming a flood of hot pussyjuice into his mouth, spilling over his face.&nbsp; He releases her lips and presses his face into her gash, rubbing his nose up and down against her clit and pushes her over the edge again, she’s clutching his head, pulling him into her, legs wrapping around him, screaming out her orgasm for the whole Mansion to hear.&nbsp; As she subsides and softens, lying back dreamily, only then he slides along her body, rigid male flesh thrusting into yielding soaking female, his tongue finding hers, his face wet with her juices, giving her the taste of her own pleasure, and she languidly moves her hips to answer his deepening thrusts.&nbsp; He finds no need to spin this out or delay the moment, and he releases one more spurt of his precious semen into the upper reaches of her love canal.&nbsp; She breathes one enormous sigh of contentment and relaxes the arms and legs that enfold him, she’s gone.&nbsp; He kisses her tranquil face, then gently sucks the unpainted nipple of her left breast, and slips out of her, moving round to drape his sloppy dick on her face, and she dreamily turns her head to suck on it.&nbsp; It’s partly deflated, and he crams as much as he can of it into her mouth, so she can suck the last drops of cum out of the tube.&nbsp; As he’s doing this, a Fluffer arrives to insall the tampon.<br />&nbsp;<br />— 16:30 #8=Miss Shell<br /><br />(remaining: Mary Anne, Krista, Mackenzie, Marisa, Melanie)<br />Greg zones out for half an hour, until Mary Anne finds him, tells him the rest of them are going to have dinner, would he like to join them?&nbsp; Realising he’s starving, he rouses himself and heads for the dining room.&nbsp; The afternoon’s mess has been cleaned up and a table for 6 has been set. <br /><br />Greg is surprised and delighted to see what Mary Anne has done with her youngest daughter.&nbsp; Krista has been transformed into a delightful, playful pussycat, like something from the musical Cats, but done with bodypaint, whiskers on her cheeks, her slender body and limbs tabby striped, with a white belly, and, as usual in Mary Anne’s artwork, nipples and clean shaven pussy left unpainted, should Greg want to taste them.&nbsp; She just lacks a tail.<br /><br />Somehow Greg had been in denial over the issue of Krista’s precocious sexuality, while steadily escalating his sexual contact with her. He’d started by enjoying seeing her naked, then seeing her touch herself while she watched him fucking her elder sisters. He’d enjoyed kissing her in a sexual way, lingering with lips and tongues, he’d certainly not missed out on chances to grope her tiny slit, putting his fingers into her to deliver his semen when he had her making his Hypnojuice, the Magic Potion that is the reason they’re all here. <br /><br />Since her arrival at the Mansion, he’d gone on to suck her nipples, and she has begun to suck his cock, even trying to imitate her mother’s deep throat skills.&nbsp; Clearly this journey isn’t over, and it has only one destination.&nbsp; He’s got to suck her little pussy, and he’s got to fuck her, pop her cherry, and shoot his load inside her.&nbsp; These thoughts have him solidly erect long before dinner was finished.&nbsp; Sitting between Melanie and Marisa, the two girls he’s felt closest to during his whole crazy campaign of enslavement, they quickly notice his condition, and Melanie goes down on him, her head bobbing in his lap as she teases and sucks his cock.&nbsp; Across the table Krista is having a second helping of ice cream, Mackenzie is eating an apple, Mary Anne is drinking coffee, paying no attention to the blowjob that Greg is receiving. &quot;What do you think of my little kitten?&quot; Mary Anne asks.&nbsp; Greg can only confess the truth: &quot;Gorgeous.&nbsp; Good enough to eat. You know I’m going to have to fuck her now, don’t you?&quot; &quot;Yes, of course&quot; replies Mary Anne, &quot;that’s why I painted her like that.&nbsp; With all this fucking you’re doing, I want her to be something different, something you’ll remember.&quot; &quot;Oh, Mary Anne, I’d remember Krista anyway, I think I’ve always had the hots for her, even before I fucked Abbey and Kylie.&quot; and across the table to Krista he added &quot;Hey, Krista, you little sexkitten, are you ready for this?&quot; and he stood up, dislodging Melanie, his cock springing out. &nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Not here&quot; interupted Mary Anne, &quot;Come on kids, let’s slip into somewhere more comfortable&quot; and she shooed them all out of the dining room and straight into the Fuck Room.&nbsp; The Fluffers had long since carted Miss Shell off to bed, so the stage was clear, and Mary Anne led her little kitten by the paw and turned her loose to hop and skip onto the stage and whirl around the pole, prowl and strut like a cat, before stopping, posing, legs teasingly a little apart, back arched to thrust out her firm little butt, smiling shyly at Greg. &nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Ladies and Gentleman&quot; announced Krista, &quot;May I present for your pleasure, My Little Pussy&quot; and she spun round the pole again, clearly she’d been learning from Mackenzie, managing to place one foot far up on the pole, opening her legs into a near-perfect split, and revealing the soft unpainted flesh around her virgin slit.&nbsp; Applause from the audience of one woman, three girls and one very horny Greg.&nbsp; Gracefully back on both feet, she bowed, then: &quot;Now I must ask for a volunteer from the audience.&nbsp; You Sir&quot; and she reached an arm out towards Greg, &quot;Would you be so kind as to step up here.&quot;&nbsp; Greg plays along, striding purposefully to the stage, his hard cock swinging proudly with each step. &quot;Good evening Sir, that’s a nice cock you have there&quot; and she bends at the waist, legs straight, and sucks his cock into her mouth, pushing as far as she can, trying once again to let it down her throat.&nbsp; With a gasp she lets go, Greg’s cock sways as she releases it, dribbles of her saliva stringing off it.&nbsp; Then she throws her arms, and legs, around Greg and kisses him full on the mouth.&nbsp; He stands, holding her up with his hands under her thighs, as she whispers in his ear &quot;Come on Greg, fuck me now. Don’t make me wait any longer. I’m ready.&quot;&nbsp; He turns to the ‘audience’ Krista’s back turned to them, they can see Greg’s rigid cock touching Krista close to her pussy.&nbsp; He steps off the stage, still carrying her, and eases her down onto her back on the edge of the raised padded platform that forms most of the room’s floor.&nbsp; He kneels between her legs, admiring her lovely little slit, then bends his head to lick.&nbsp; The others crowd around, Mary Anne behind him, rubbing her magnificent boobs against his back, Melanie coming alongside Krista, kissing her lips, whispering to her: &quot;Greg was my first too&quot;.<br /><br />And then it happens. So many months since he first saw the little 11 year old, her mother’s spy, sent to rat on her older sisters should they get up to any &quot;immorality&quot;.&nbsp; Krista, now 12, painted by her mother to look like a sexy kitten, and with her mother looking on, finally gets Greg’s cock inside her.&nbsp; He touches the head of his cock to her pussy lips, feels the thrill of contact, of the pleasure to come, slides slowly inward, feeling the tightness of her little unused love tunnel grip him, pushes slowly inwards, tight but sliding, and then he’s all the way in.&nbsp; No barrier, no hymen, no cherry to pop. Krista’s eyes are wide, lips parted, staring up at him intensely, like she’s recording, she doesn’t want to forget a second of this.&nbsp; &quot;Welcome to Womanhood my darling&quot; says her mother, and Melanie kisses her lips and adds &quot;Best of both worlds, sweetheart. Kissing a girl while you have a cock inside your pussy, what could be better?&quot; and stifled any reply of Krista’s with her mouth.<br /><br />Greg held still, all the way in, just feeling waves of pleasure wash over him, not daring to move in case he should cum already.&nbsp; But then Mary Anne comes round and takes his face between her boobs, offers a nipple for sucking, big, mother’s nipples, not the tiny virginal buds of her daughter’s.&nbsp; And tells him to get on with it. &quot;Come on Greg.&nbsp; Shoot it in her, you know you want to. You can fuck her again tomorrow, now she’s one of the team&quot; and to Krista, &quot;no pain, darling?&quot; &quot;No Mom, I think the hairbrush must have got my cherry. But he’s filling me up, it feels so good&quot;, and she moves her hips experimentally. Greg answers, and their movements start to build, her breathing goes ragged, Greg gives up any pretence at making this last, and fucks her for all he’s worth.&nbsp; Before he blows, she bucks and thrashes as the orgasm washes over her, and that does it for Greg, he too slips the leash and spurts his load as nature intended, every drop inside her.<br /><br />She gasps, goes wide eyed, and the light of awareness fades like a tropical sunset.&nbsp; She’s gone.<br /><br />18:30 #9=Krista<br /><br />(remaining: Mary Anne, Mackenzie, Melanie, Marisa)<br />The four remaining Witches close around Greg as he slides out of Krista.&nbsp; No blood, but a good deal of frothy lovejuice mingled with the last drops of his semen.&nbsp; Melanie scoots down to lick his cock clean, but does not swallow. Instead she delicately kisses Krista on the lips, inserts her tongue, and lets the blend of juices dribble into the 12 year old’s mouth.&nbsp; Krista is still aware enough to swallow.<br /><br />Now the four of them keep Greg in the Fuck Room.&nbsp; Mackenzie does a slow swaying dance by the pole, nothing energetic, Mary Anne cradles Greg’s head, holding him to her breasts.&nbsp; Melanie and Marisa settle where they can easily take turns on his cock, happily asleep now. <br /><br />Someone was monitoring them. Well, of course, someone was always monitoring, that’s how the Fluffers always managed to turn up when needed.&nbsp; This time it had a different result.&nbsp; The TV screens round the room lit up, and there appeared a succession of friendly teenage faces, and Greg heard his name: &quot;Greg wants to see your titties&quot;.&nbsp; Looking to the nearest screen, interested, he saw half a dozen or so girls baring their breasts for the camera.&nbsp; And not just any girls, these were some of his favorite slaves.&nbsp; Former slaves, now.&nbsp; There was Priscilla, the latina/asian beauty whose virginity he’d inadvertantly violated while Marisa and Melanie looked on.&nbsp; And here were Marisa and Melanie, excitedly watching: &quot;Hey, it’s Priss&quot; &quot;Wow she looks great on TV&quot;.&nbsp; On and on the video played, and it wasn’t long before Marisa declared &quot;We have lift off&quot;, telling the others that Greg was once more getting an erection.<br /><br />Too tired to fuck at this point, Greg watched the screen passively as His Girls made out with each other, and with some dude who was clearly standing in for Greg, and whose face never clearly showed.&nbsp; But his dick was there to see when he blew his load into Juanita’s sweet mouth.&nbsp; Around then, Mary Anne took charge, and directed Mackenzie to sit on Greg’s dick, and she rocked back and forth in reverse cowgirl as Greg continued to watch the screen. The combination of the making out between the on-screen girls, most of whom he’d fucked at least once, Mackenzie’s rocking on his cock, Mary Anne’s breasts pressed against him, and Marisa holding his free hand between her legs while necking with Melanie, all these things converged to let one more orgasm rise up in him and send a smallish jet of cum to escape his cock. It was still enough to make Mackenzie stop her rocking and roll off him in slow motion to the side, wriggle herself into a comfortable position, and drift off.<br /><br />19:30 #10=Mackenzie<br /><br />(remaining: Mary Anne, Melanie, Marisa)<br />It took nearly an hour of attention, including a lengthy expert deep throat blowjob from Mary Anne, while Melanie and Marisa took turns at kissing Greg and lowering their pussies onto his face. Pussies hot and wet from the day’s sexual excitement, and as yet unfucked by Greg.&nbsp; But finally, Greg was once more nearly ready to blow.&nbsp; &quot;In me, Greg, stick it in me&quot; ordered Mary Anne, and he rolled over onto her, into her, and fucked hard at her loose velvet gash, and coaxed out yet another dribble of spunk from his overworked balls. It wasn’t enough to knock her out, not at once, and she ordered him: &quot;Gimme your cock, let me suck it&quot;, and she cleaned him up, swallowing the last drips she’d been able to suck out of him.<br /><br />20:30 #11=Mary Anne<br /><br />Exhausted, numb from the day’s long series of ejaculations, Greg had a late night snack with his two remaining girls,&nbsp; the ones he’d been saving for the end of the day, but now he was too fucked out to want anything but sleep.<br /><br />So the three of them settled in the giant master bed in Greg’s room, and Greg slept while Marisa and Melanie consoled each other with a lengthy 69 session beside him. Awakened, and aroused, by their combined orgasms, he joined in by entering Marisa from behind – as she was on top – giving Melanie a close up view of his cock pounding and finally erupting inside the pussy she’d been sucking.&nbsp; He left Melanie to install the tampon, and went back to sleep, waking sometime laster to find Melanie had finally taken him inside her, astride him. Doing all the work, she milked an almost-dry orgasm from him.<br /><br />22:00 #12=Marisa<br /><br />01:00 #13=Melanie.<br /><br />It had been one very long fucking day.<br /><br />

Mind Control Stories

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 15:49:28 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 2

<p>Scully poured herself another coffee and sat down beside Mulder. &quot;How’s it going?&quot; he asked.&nbsp; &quot;Good&quot; she replied, &quot;He’s co-operating fully. We have his entire network mapped out, including the second tier, and were ready to start reeling them in.&nbsp; Nearly all of them are at his school, so you’ll start there.&nbsp; There are three or four families, and a few other loose ends you can handle while you’re there.&nbsp; I’m still debriefing the subject&quot;.&nbsp; Mulder took the bait: &quot;or has he been debriefing you?&quot;.&nbsp; &quot;Bit of both, if you must know&quot; she admitted with a sly grin. &quot;Well&quot; said Mulder, &quot;Don’t wring him dry just yet, you know the Director wants him in good condition&quot;.&nbsp; &quot;He’s young, he’ll recover&quot; she said, unconcerned. </p><p> &quot;Which story did you tell him anyway?&quot; asked Mulder. &quot;The one I thought he’d find easiest to believe.&quot; replied Scully. &quot;Which one’s that?&quot; &quot;Guess.&quot; </p><p>&quot;His mother was abducted by aliens when she was pregnant?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Wrong.&quot; </p><p>&quot;His mother was abducted by aliens BEFORE she was pregnant?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Wrong again.&quot; </p><p>&quot;His father IS an alien?&quot; &quot;Still wrong.&quot; </p><p> &quot;His grandfather?&quot; &quot;Wrong again. Let me give you a clue: No Aliens.&quot; </p><p>&quot;What? None at all?&quot; &quot;Nope.&nbsp; Counting those all as one, you’ve got 2 guesses remaining.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Secret Cold War genetic experiment by the Soviets?&quot; &quot;Nope.&quot; &quot;By us?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Nope.&quot; &quot;Not the French?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Again, Nope.&quot; &quot;What’s left?&nbsp; Not the Natural But Rare Genetic Mutation? You didn’t tell him that one?&quot; Mulder looked astonished. &quot;Finally, you got it.&quot; </p><p>Mulder looked puzzled.&nbsp; &quot;Why not just tell him the truth?&quot; Scully shook her head in a familiar gesture of weary resignation. &quot;Don’t be a fucking idiot Mulder.&quot; </p><hr /><p>&quot;Are you sure you got all his post-hypno hooks?&quot; asked Mulder, once he’d stopped sulking.&nbsp; &quot;Yep, sure&quot;. She showed him the list on her iPad: </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>These apply to all the slaves: </p><ul><li>obey all commands, in person and by phone, using voice recognition only, no code-words</li><li>feel pleasure on obedience, whatever the command </li><li>don’t talk about any of this to outsiders. </li></ul><p>&nbsp;</p><p>These apply to all the females: </p><ul><li>enjoy sexual intercourse and oral sex with him, both giving and receiving. </li><li>spontaneous orgasm on key phrase &quot;<em>good girl</em>&quot; </li><li>&nbsp;always nude when visiting his place, as long as his father’s not around. His mother is controlled, so he doesn’t care what she sees. </li><li>feel no modesty around him (he watches them peeing and showering, and he fucks them in front of each other, even mothers and daughters) </li><li>wear only skirts without panties. Some exceptions to that, he thought he sas being careful. </li></ul><p>&nbsp;</p><p>Some of them got a couple of extras: </p><ul><li>preceive his penis as nine inches long. </li><li>have an orgasm every two minutes whenever they’re fucking. </li></ul><p>&nbsp;</p><p>For the families he’s enrolled, he’s added these: </p><ul><li>always nude at home, unless there’s any un-enslaved around </li><li>mothers ordered to put all their daughters on birth control, including under-age/virgins </li></ul><p>&nbsp;&quot;Pretty comprehensive list.&nbsp; He was well on his way to Cult status, if you ask me.&quot; observed Mulder. </p><p> &quot;But wait, there’s more&quot; added Scully.&nbsp; &quot;He’s had some of the women try to control their sex partners by copulin ingestion followed by voice-control.&nbsp; He wasn’t aware that this has limited effect unless the Magic Potion is made using his own SuperSpunk.&nbsp; But he also ordered them to make themselves completely available sexually to their partners at all times, giving blowjobs, masturbating in front of them, all that good stuff. That probably gives them more control than the copulin dose, the guy’s aren’t actually controlled, they just don’t want to spoil a good thing by causing an argument.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Pretty smart kid. Are you sure he’s Secure?&quot; asked Mulder. &quot;Oh, definitely&quot; said Scully. &quot;He obeys my voice.&nbsp; And I’ve set up a 3-part keyphrase:&nbsp; When he hears ‘Serve your country’ twice, followed by ‘Serve my country’ – or ‘cunt’ – he ejaculates.&nbsp; The first two phrases give him an erection, and then reinforce it.&nbsp; Can’t expect him to cum right off from cold, he’s just a male&quot;, and she gave Mulder a smugly superior grin. &quot;It will come in handy when we start ramping up production.&quot; </p><p> &quot;He could have been a whole lot worse&quot; mused Mulder. &quot;He’s only gone after his own sexual fantasies, and they are pretty much straight down the line. Nothing sadistic or weird, no revenge or degradation. And he’s not had his slaves doing crimes for him.&nbsp; He could have had them robbing banks by now, or he could have been pimping them. Plus he’s been careful not to make any of them pregnant.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Yes&quot; said Scully, &quot;he’s not a bad kid really.&nbsp; Though the scale of his network is worrying.&nbsp; He’s got more girls than he can even get round to fucking, and he’s been putting all his energy – and semen – into extending his empire, just for it’s own sake.&nbsp; He’s got all these girls on birth control, yet he always pulls out so he can collect his semen.&nbsp; I think his power was starting to corrupt him.&nbsp; That’s why we went in hard and fast, we didn’t know his intentions, or what defenses he had.&quot; </p><p> &quot;None at all,&nbsp; as it turned out&quot; said Mulder. &quot;He’d no idea he’d been spotted.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Yes, he wasn’t as smart as he thought he was.&nbsp; It was the School Prom that did it.&nbsp; He’d no idea the ripples that caused. School Prom’s just don’t get cancelled for lack of interest.&nbsp; The homeland surveillance program highlighted an anomaly,&nbsp; enough to warrant a second look.&nbsp; After that we just kept on finding more, especially once we started listening to phone chatter round the school, it was clear there was something going on, and it all led back to Greg.&quot;&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;So, &quot; said Mulder, &quot;the Moral of the story is …&nbsp; Dont Mess With The Prom?&quot; &quot;Exactly.&quot; </p><p> &quot;For the control phrase&quot; said Scully, getting back to business, &quot;I propose we implement it exactly as the Director ordered&quot;, and she clicked playback. Her iPad replayed the Director’s voice: &quot;The password will be need-to-know. Just we three, for now.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Fine by me&quot; said Mulder. </p><p>&quot;Now, I’m gonna call the kids’ parents, put them out of their misery&quot; said Scully. &quot;Call me when you reach the school.&quot; … </p><hr /><p>Under Scully’s supervision, Greg phoned his mom, and Marisa’s mom, and handed over control to Scully.&nbsp; She took the phone and informed them of the second cover story – that Greg and Marisa were in Witness Protection, and were helping the authorities, that they were not criminals but heroes, but this must all be kept secret, else it would surely endanger them.&nbsp; Greg and Marisa would not be able to return home for the forseeable future, possibly a year or more, and their cover must not be blown.&nbsp; News would soon be announced that they had died in a firefight with law enforcement, but this was only a cover story, and the parents would hear from both Greg and Marisa as soon as the news breaks, to reassure them that the report of their death is not true. Each mother was given the task of breaking all this news to her husband. </p><p>As expected, Greg and Marisa’s fathers called police, who refered them to the FBI, and eventually found themselves routed thru to Scully, who confirmed the whole story, and secured their co-operation by getting Greg and Marisa to speak to them briefly.</p><hr /><p>&nbsp;Mulder pulled up in the school parking lot and stepped out of the car.&nbsp; The Principal, Mr Pulaski, was waiting by the curb.&nbsp; Mulder greeted him: &quot;You must be Pulaski. I’m Mulder&quot;.&nbsp; The principal shook his hand and said softly &quot;I’ll suck your cock for fifty dollars.&quot; &quot;Maybe later&quot; replied Mulder, and they walked together to the Principal’s Office. </p><p>So far, the handover was progressing well.&nbsp; The first was Marisa. Scully brought her to Greg’s room, and left them alone for two hours.&nbsp; Returning, she found them both asleep, naked, entwined in each others arms.&nbsp; Romeo and Juliet.&nbsp; How touching, she thought.&nbsp; Waking them, she ordered Greg to transfer control of Marisa to herself.&nbsp; As a parting shot, Greg’s last words to Marisa before the handover were &quot;Good girl&quot;.&nbsp; Marisa suddenly started panting, moaned, shuddered with pleasure and snuggled back down beside him.&nbsp; </p><p>Scully waited a minute, then gently spoke to Marisa.&nbsp; &quot;You control some slaves, don’t you Marisa?&quot; &quot;Yes&quot;. &quot;Do you have all their numbers in your phone?&quot; &quot;Yes.&quot; &quot;Do any of them have slaves under their control?&quot; &quot;No.&quot; &quot;Here’s your phonebook.&nbsp; Cross off the ones that are NOT your slaves&quot; said Scully, handing over a sheaf of printout.&nbsp; </p><p>Then Scully had Marisa transfer each of her slaves by calling with the order henceforth to obey any voice that spoke the 3 magic phrases in sequence:&nbsp; ‘Need to know’, ‘Just we three’, and ‘for now’. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;Good girl&quot; said Scully, when she decided they’d done enough for today, and was rewarded with a brief look of gratitude from Marisa before her eyes widened and she panted, moaned, and practically swooned with pleasure. Once the school principal had been done, Mulder followed up with a call of his own to arrange this meeting.&nbsp; The greeting phrase was something the Principal would never have said, so it confirmed that the control arrangement was working. </p><p>In the office, Mulder produced his list of students still under Greg’s control. They were summoned in turn to the Principals office. Pulaski waited outside, as ordered, while Mulder went through the same procedure with each: &nbsp; Greeting the girl by name, he said &quot;I’m Agent Mulder, and I have someone on the line wants to speak to you&quot;, handing her his phone.&nbsp; Each reacted with surprise at Greg’s voice – it was all over the news that he was missing, a fugitive, after a dramatic drugs bust at his house.&nbsp; They’d assumed Mulder was FBI, and was there to ask about Greg.&nbsp; </p><p>Then, each one the same, froze, slack jawed, as Greg gave them their instructions.&nbsp;</p><p> &quot;Hi sweetie, yes, this is Greg.&nbsp; Don’t talk, just listen. I’m ok. You are not worried about me, or Marisa. There’s a man there with you, his name is Mulder.&nbsp; From now on, you are going to answer all his questions truthfully and obey all his orders exactly as you have obeyed mine.&nbsp; After this phone call, you no longer have to obey me any more.&nbsp; Is that clear?&quot;.&nbsp; Each girl replied &quot;Yes&quot;, and Greg said &quot;Now give the phone back to Mr Mulder, there’s a good girl&quot;.&nbsp; </p><p>Mulder enjoyed their different but similar reactions, as the orgasm hit them.&nbsp; It was like a series of auditions, each one had her own personal twist on the theme of panting breath, moaning, gasping, shuddering, wide eyes rolling up, knees trembling or buckling entirely.&nbsp; Mostly he was able to catch his phone, though a couple of times he was glad the floor was carpeted.&nbsp; </p><p>After the first two, he made them sit down before he passed them his phone. </p><p> By the ninth girl, Mulder has a hardon that was straining to escape the pants of his black suit.&nbsp; Nine teenage girls aged 13 to 17 had just had orgasms in front of him, and then gazed blankly into his eyes, awaiting his command.&nbsp; The first three he’d simply commanded them to return to class, say nothing about him or Greg, and in future obey commands from him or from any voice that quoted the code phrases &quot;Need to know&quot;, &quot;Just we three&quot;, and &quot;For now&quot;. </p><p> From the fourth one, he added: &quot;Did you just have an orgasm?&quot; (&quot;Yes&quot;).&nbsp; &quot;Are you wearing panties?&quot; (&quot;No&quot;) &quot;Show me.&quot; </p><p>From the seventh, &quot;Stand up and turn right round, slowly. Is your pussy wet?&quot; (&quot;Yes&quot;) and &quot;Stand still while I check&quot;, and he felt his dick stiffen even more as he slipped a finger into each slit, found it slick with her juice. </p><p> So, by the ninth, Mulder knew what he wanted. He looked thru his notes, then ordered Pulaski to fetch the cheerleader Geri King.&nbsp; Mulder harbored an unfulfilled lust for cheerleaders, ever since his own days as a nerd at high school, when he could only fantasize about the cheerleading team, none of whom ever gave him a second glance. Plus his notes told him Miss King was on birth control, so he could do her bareback, and ejaculate inside her. His notes included medical records for all of Greg’s slaves, and he’d been pleased to see that all the girls were clean, not a single case of any Sexually Transmitted Disease among them. </p><p> The thought made his dick even harder, as he waited for her to arrive. Bareback sex with a teenage cheerleader, here we come. </p><p> Geri King entered the Principal’s office, looking every bit as good as he’d hoped. Mulder sent Pulaski to wait in reception.&nbsp; He greeted her like the others and handed her his phone.&nbsp; There followed the usual sequence:&nbsp; a look of surprise, a pause, then &quot;Yes&quot; followed by the unmistakable signs of an unexpected orgasm pulsing thru the girls body, her face aglow, her gaze unfocussed, her eyes wide and pupils dilated.&nbsp; </p><p>Then she shakily handed Mulder his phone. Her face aglow, she looked gorgeous. A stay ringlet of her light brown hair had escaped her hair tie, and dangled beside her flushed cheek. Her lips were moist, and slightly parted.&nbsp; He could see she had a terrific figure inside that school uniform, D cup breasts contained in a sports bra, flat tummy and broad hips, firm smooth legs extending from the short skirt. </p><p> &quot;Did you just have an orgasm, Geri?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Yes&quot; she said in a shaky voice.&nbsp; &quot;Are you wearing panties?&quot; &quot;No.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Show me.&quot; She lifted the hem of her school skirt, revealing her totally bald pubes, with mucus glistening between the lips of her pussy.&nbsp; </p><p>Mulder reached out and slid two fingers inside her, they slid in easily on her slick juice, until he had them all the way in.&nbsp; He curled his fingers, gently played round her g-spot.&nbsp; She gasped and leaned back, spreading her legs wide and raising her hips to give him better access.&nbsp; &quot;Take off all your clothes, Geri&quot; he instructed, and in a moment she was naked, and even better built than he’d dared to hope.&nbsp; Mulder also stripped. </p><p>&quot;Suck my dick&quot; he told her, and she squatted before him to take him in her mouth.&nbsp; I could cum in her mouth, thought Mulder, gazing down at her pretty face, her bright blue eyes wide open looking up at him as he steadily thrust his dick in and out between her lips, feeling her tongue working around the head.&nbsp; She’s good at this. And he wondered how she’d received her training.&nbsp; Was it all under Greg’s spell, or had she been sucking cock already, how many boyfriends had it taken to get her this good, as she licked his shaft, sucked his balls, slapped his dick on her tongue, and tried to get the whole length of him down her throat. </p><p> But he’d set his sights on pussy, so: &quot;Stand up now, turn around, place your hands on the Principal’s desk&quot;.&nbsp; She obeyed, presenting him with her gorgeously athletic butt.&nbsp; He bent his knees and guided his dick between her buttocks and found her pussy, warm smooth and juicy.&nbsp; His dick slid into her all the way.&nbsp; Then he slid out, right out to the last inch, and in again, setting a pace that she matched by rocking her pelvis.&nbsp; He found his stride, then, contained the urge to finish, and settled in for a good long fucking workout.&nbsp; She was up for it, bouncing against him, meeting his thrusts until he finally let off his brakes and sprinted all out for his personal finish line, when an orgasm overtook her and she roared a full throated cheerleader roar that must have echoed round the corridors and the reception area where Pulaski waited. That was it for Mulder too, and suddenly all the pent up lust he’d felt from this morning’s parade of schoolgirl orgasms erupted from his balls and pumped up the length of his dick and out into the depths of her sopping pussy, and he stopped, buried ball-deep inside her, feeling the aftershock tremors ripple thru her. God that felt good, my first cheerleader, he thought as his pulses subsided. &nbsp;</p><p> &quot;Now suck my dick again, clean it all up&quot; he instructed, though it was hardly necessary, as Geri was ready to do this anyway, and once more she squatted before him, this time with his cum dribbling out of her swollen cunt in blobs and dripping on the carpet in front of the Principal’s desk.&nbsp; Let Pulaski sort that out, thought Mulder. </p><hr /><p>After he had sent Geri back to class, Mulder checked his list.&nbsp; Over 40% of the girls in this school had been enslaved by Greg, though he hadn’t gotten round to fucking them all, especially the younger ones, many of whom – his notes showed – were still virgins.&nbsp; Mulder hadn’t intended taking over Greg’s sexual activities, but, hey, it was there on a plate for him, the gift of a lifetime.&nbsp; So, he decided, the best thing was not to waste it.&nbsp; He called Scully and told her the work at the school was taking longer than he’d expected, so he’d be staying here at least a week.&nbsp; </p><p>Scully didn’t even pretend to be surprised. </p><p>He needed a place to stay, and some company would be nice.&nbsp; He delegated to Pulaski the task of booking him into a comfortable hotel, and ordered him to fetch the history teacher, Miss Shell, when classes finished. &nbsp; Meanwhile, he had schoolgirls to reprogram. &nbsp; </p><p> Miss Shell was just as Greg had described: 5’5&quot; with nice full hips, D cup breasts, a prominent butt and a face that looks like a young Claudia Schiffer. She didn’t look a day over 25. He gave her the phone.&nbsp; The same pattern – surprise, pause, &quot;Yes&quot;, orgasm, hand over the phone.&nbsp; </p><p>Fuck, this never gets old, thought Mulder. He liked the way her more experienced body absorbed the orgasm, surprised, but less overwhelmed, more like she was savouring it, and she seemed to spin it out far longer than any of the teenagers had. He enjoyed confirming that she wasn’t wearing panties, that she was on birth control, and discovered that she was so wet from her orgasm that the juice was dribbling down the inside of both her thighs. Yes, she would do very nicely indeed. So…. </p><p>&quot;Go home, pack an overnight bag. Shower and dress in stockings, suspenders and high heeled shoes, with a full length coat over that, and nothing else. Bring any vibrators or dildos that you have. If you haven’t any, go out and buy one that suits you, and make sure you’ve got fresh batteries. Come to my hotel room at 7 tonight. You will stay the night and go direct from the hotel to school tomorrow, so make sure you have work clothes with you.&quot; </p><p>&quot;Now, kiss me.&quot;&nbsp; She raised her pretty face to his, and they shared a long and succulent kiss, full of promise of the pleasure they would share tonight. </p>

Mind Control Stories

Mon, 27 Aug 2012 08:10:07 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 13

The Mansion: Day Two<br /><br />Overnight, Scully’s second wave of Witches has arrived: Melanie and her mother Terry, and the Yamamoto family – Rika and her three daughters Mayu, Karina, and the freshly deflowered Mika, bringing the Coven population up to 12, excluding still-virgin Krista. <br /><br />The dining room now has a banquet table, and Greg finds everyone already sharing a noisy breakfast. Everyone except Abbey, who is still under the influence of her late night invasion of Greg’s sleep, and the two youngest, Krista and Mika, who had become instant best friends and raced off together to the pool.<br /><br />Greg is overwhelmed by hugs and kisses as his former slaves greet him enthusiastically. All are wearing the Mansion’s luxurious bathrobes, as are Greg and Marisa.&nbsp; Clearly, nobody’s on duty yet, but that is soon to change.&nbsp; Greg hardly knows which way to turn, so many old friends/sweethearts/sextoys/playmates, he can’t choose one ahead of another.&nbsp; Marisa and Kylie had cornered Melanie and Karina and the four were deep in catchup conversation.&nbsp; The adults formed another group, Miss Shell with the three mothers, Rika, Terry and Mary Anne. That left Mackenzie and Mayu.&nbsp; Cool, thinks Greg, and he joins them: &quot;Mayu, great to see you&quot;,&nbsp; pulling both girls into an embrace so Mackenzie won’t feel left out. &quot;Come on, Mayu, Mackenzie has something to show you&quot;, and he takes both girls by the hand and leads them swiftly to the Fuck Room.<br /><br />&quot;Hey Mack, do you think you can give us another show?&quot; he suggests.&nbsp; As she heads off to start the music, Greg and Mayu start tugging impatiently at each other’s robes, and in a moment they are in a naked embrace, lying on piles of cushions.&nbsp; Then the music starts, and Mayu sucks on Greg’s cock while Mackenzie recaps her performance of yesterday.&nbsp; Mayu releases Greg’s cock and lies between his legs sucking his balls while Mackenzie reaches the climax of her dance routine, a real climax, again, then leaps from the stage and straddles Greg’s head, planting her soaking pussy on his mouth, leaning forward in 69 to suck on his cock, look into Mayu’s eyes, and break off sucking so they can kiss. <br />&nbsp;<br />Wrapping her arms around Mayu, she slides a trail of pussy juice down Greg’s chest until she straddles him in reverse cowgirl, and his cock pops suddenly inside her, making her gasp.&nbsp; Released from the kiss, Mayu lowers her head, resumes sucking Greg’s balls while Mackenzie bounces slowly on his shaft.&nbsp; Then Mackenzie is squatting, holding herself so only the head of Greg’s cock is inside her, and Mayu licks her way from balls to shaft to clit. Mackenzie shifts, Greg’s cock pops out, Mayu engulfs it in her mouth.&nbsp; Mackenzie is stroking Mayu’s hair as she sucks Greg, then guides his hot lovestick back into Mackenzie, clamping her mouth over her clit.&nbsp; Then back to Greg’s balls as Mackenzie bounces another flood of juices out of herself.&nbsp; Greg feels he is about to cum, but he wants Mackenzie awake to dance some more, so he tips over sideways, dumping her off, and turns to Mayu. &quot;Quick, Mayu, I’m gonna cum&quot;, and she lies back, legs in the air, he plunges right into her and thrusts rapidly as he erupts in his first shot of the day.&nbsp; His thrusting slows to a halt, and he lies there on top of Mayu, whose lights have just gone out.<br />&nbsp; <br />— 10 AM: #1=Mayu<br /><br />&quot;Hey Mack, come here&quot;.&nbsp; Mackenzie, hot from her own orgasm, and a bit surprised at the way Greg dumped her off, moves in alongside him. &quot;I don’t want you spacing out just yet, Mack. I want to see some more of your lovely dancing before I cum inside you.&quot;&nbsp; Satisfied by this, she snuggles against him and the zombied-out Mayu.&nbsp; Greg kisses Mayu. &quot;First time I’ve fucked you, babe, and I just couldn’t hold on.&nbsp; Next time I’ll make it last a bit longer.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Not if I have anything to do with it&quot; chuckles Mackenzie, and he playfully tickles her ribs, making her jump away.&nbsp; As Greg rolls off Mayu, a Fluffer glides silently in to plant a tampon, and cover the dreaming girl, now on mental vacation for the next 12 hours. <br /><br />Mackenzie heads off for a shower as Greg looks round and sees he has an audience.&nbsp; Mayu’s youngest sister Mika, and her mother, the petite doll-like Rika had come in while Greg’s vision was obscured by Mackenzie’s ass, and were kneeling, Japanese style, nearby. Greg noticed for the first time that mother and daughter were almost the same size.&nbsp; Together they closed in on him. &quot;Hi Greg said Rika, &quot;I see you’ve had your way with Mayu, at last.&nbsp; She was complaining that you’d never fucked her&quot;, and she kisses him.&nbsp; Mika moves in behind Greg and they make a Japanese Greg Sandwich. &nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Mika has some news for you, go on dear, tell him&quot;, and Mika speaks softly in Greg’s ear. &quot;I’m not a virgin any more. I couldn’t wait for you Greg, but now I’m ready and I want your cock inside me, I want you to fuck me like you fucked my Mom.&nbsp; Remember that day I came home from school and you were fucking Mom? and then you taught me how to suck your cock? And I really wanted you to fuck me too, but you didn’t.&nbsp; Was it because I was a virgin? Cos now I’m not, you got no excuse, you gotta fuck me.&nbsp; Fuck me all the way and cum inside me, I’m on the pill like my sisters, so it’s ok, and I want to feel you cumming in my pussy.&quot;&nbsp; While he’s hearing this, Rika is gently exploring his cock with her fingers, and as Mika’s words start to have an effect, Rika slides down so she can explore with her mouth as well, and it’s not long before Greg is fully erect again.&nbsp; Mika is also aroused by her own words, and is idly stroking her clit, and noticing how wet she is getting. &quot;My pussy is getting wet, Greg.&nbsp; It’s wet for your cock, I’m ready now.&nbsp; Fuck me while Mom watches, like you fucked Mom while I watched, remember?&quot;<br /><br />And that does it.&nbsp; Between mother’s sucking and young ex-virgin daughter’s sexy talk, Greg is ready and more than willing.&nbsp; He retrieves his cock from Rika’s mouth, and turns over to lower himself onto Mika, and into her tight but very juicy little twat.&nbsp; Her pussy grips him tighter than anything he’s felt before, even the virgins he’d taken, Priscilla, Kylie, Mika’s sister Karina, none felt as tight and firm as this, and the intense feeling of sliding the tight ring of her cunt up and down his shaft tells him it won’t be long.&nbsp; He’s been encouraged – but not commanded – by Scully to cum as soon as he can.&nbsp; She felt he should retain as much free will as possible, in the circumstances.&nbsp; And it isn’t long.&nbsp; With Rika stroking his back and ass, with his tongue in Mika’s mouth stifling her gasps and moans, with her tiny 14 year old body bucking and spasming under him, he blows his second load of the day, right up her pipe.<br /><br />— 10:30 #2=Mika <br /><br />Fluffers do their silent duty, and Mika is laid out peacefully beside her oldest sister. Rika, caressing Greg, says: &quot;If I fetch Karina, you could make it a set.&quot;<br /><br />But Karina doesn’t need fetching, she turns up of her own accord, with Melanie, Marisa and Kylie, just as Greg, once more revived, is entering Rika from behind.&nbsp; &quot;He likes this&quot; says Karina to the others,&nbsp; and scoots in on her back under him, to play with his balls as his cock goes in and out of her mother’s pussy. &quot;Hey, give me a cushion, somebody&quot; calls Karina.&nbsp; With the cushion under her head, she can lick Greg’s balls, and his shaft as it comes out of her mother.&nbsp; And her mother’s soaking clit.&nbsp; &quot;Eat me, somebody&quot; calls Karina, getting horny on having such a close up view of Greg’s hard cock ramming into her mother’s cunt.&nbsp; &quot;Gravy Train, guys&quot; calls Marisa, and crouches on all fours, burying her face in Karina’s snatch, Melanie follows by slipping in under Marisa, on her back, to suck Marisa’s pussy, and Kylie at the end of the line goes down on Melanie.&nbsp; Greg looks over his shoulder to see the chain of naked girls feasting on pussy, and this definitely rings his bells, especially as the head of the chain is licking his balls and teasing her tongue back towards his asshole, and he finds another dose of cum to pump into Rika.&nbsp; &quot;Train wreck&quot; calls out Karina, as she’s forced to get her head out of the way of Greg’s final frantic pounding, and the rest of the train collapses in giggles.&nbsp; As usual, a Fluffer arrives to deal with Rika, and she’s now laid out beside two of her daughters.&nbsp; Greg invites Karina in for a cuddle, and the other three girls close in to make it a group hug and grope. &quot;Looks like you’re the last of the Yamamotos&quot; says Greg, looking over at the three spaced out bodies.<br />&nbsp;<br />— 11:00 #3=Rika<br /><br /><br />Greg has a shower in the Fuck Room’s ensuite, along with the four teenagers, and they play and soap each other, rinse off and explore each other in the warm wet spray.&nbsp; Greg hasn’t yet recharged, so they have a quick snack together, still all naked, because they can, followed by a rowdy splash around in the pool, and then a relaxing soak in the jacuzi, Greg and four enthusiastic teens, all ready and willing for him to fuck.&nbsp; Just as soon as he’s ready.&nbsp; Melanie discovers the first signs of revival in Greg’s cock, abandons the jacuzi, fleeing to the Fuck Room, yelling &quot;Run for it. The Monster Dick has Awakened From its Slumber&quot;, with the other girls close behind, and Greg lumbering after them like a bear, holding his cock to keep it from swinging wildly.&nbsp; Entering the Fuck Room he finds Karina hoisting herself into the love swing, Melanie and Marisa each side of her holding her arms and legs.&nbsp; Kylie meets him and leads him to the swing, which has Karina’s pussy at just the right height for him to enter.&nbsp; As Greg starts to fuck Karina, the other three girls crowd closely around him, and he can share kisses with Marisa and Melanie.&nbsp; The girls do the work, Greg has only to stand still.&nbsp; Kylie presses against his butt, and the Two M’s guide Karina and the swing back and forth.&nbsp; Kylie ducks under Greg’s ass and starts to suck his nutsack, Karina is rubbing her clit as his dick goes in and out of her, and that’s all it takes for one more load to boil up from his nuts and squirt out of his cock.&nbsp; A Fluffer arrives, and the Last of the Yamamotos is laid peacefully beside the rest of her family.<br /><br />— 12:00 #4=Karina<br /><br />In the lounge, after lunch, Greg finds Mary Anne putting the finishing touches on an impressive artwork.&nbsp; Her canvas is her daughter Abbey, and the art is body paint that has her seemingly dressed in a skin tight superhero or circus costume, except for unpainted cutaways for her boobs, a circle round her navel, and a larger circle around her pussy and asshole.&nbsp; The effect is erotic in the extreme, the colors and lines guiding the eye towards her pussy, like a flower guides a bee to the pollen.&nbsp; Greg looks with curiousity turning to lust as Abbey slowly stands, stretches, then stands arms and legs wide apart, for his admiration.&nbsp; &quot;Like it?&quot; she asks, but she has only to look down at his growing erection to know he does. &quot;Hmmm…&quot; Greg pretends to be considering. &quot;Not sure.&nbsp; Can I try it on?&quot; &quot;Absolutely&quot;, and she opens herself to him and he slips inside her, cock in pussy, tongue in mouth, standing, right in the middle of the lounge, with Abbey’s mother Mary Anne, her sisters Krista and&nbsp; Kylie and the others – Miss Shell, Melanie and her Mum Terry, Mackenzie and Marisa – all looking on, all naked.&nbsp; This time it takes him longer to reload, and he steadily fucks Abbey through 3 or 4 climaxes, her juices running down her legs and trying to disolve her paintwork, before he finds his own charge rising from his balls, and then he has a grasp on it, is able to hold it, neither bursting out nor falling back.&nbsp; The room is silent but for the slap of their flesh and the squelch of her pussy and the ragged gasps of her breathing, joined now by squelches and gasps from Miss Shell, who has joined in with her vibrator and is fucking herself enthusiastically.&nbsp; Most of the others had been idly, automatically, touching themselves as they watched Greg pumping into the gloriously decorated Abbey, and now Mackenzie takes up the rhythm, plunging three fingers into her sopping pussy.&nbsp; It looks like all the Squirters in the place are going to go off at once. Krista and Kylie are holding onto each other, fingers strumming each other’s clits, while their mother, Mary Anne is fingering herself and holding up one of her marvellous breasts so she can suck her own nipple.&nbsp; Terry is standing behind her daughter Melanie, massaging her boobs with both hands, while Melanie’s own hands are busy lower down. But Marisa is the first to explode in orgasm, loudly, surprising even herself.&nbsp; Then the others see, she’s been keeping eye contact with Greg the whole time, and somehow, across the room, it was Marisa that Greg was fucking all along.&nbsp; Marisa’s outburst triggers a wave of lust, and orgasms erupt around the room as surely as if Greg still had the Good Girl spell, and Greg is also washed away, his fluid pumping into Abbey, as Miss Shell and Mackenzie flood their juices over the cushions.<br /><br />— 13:30 #5=Abbey<br /><br />As the excitement subsides, and Greg lowers the blissed-out Abbey onto a couch, a Fluffer arrives to install a tampon and make Abbey comfortable. <br /><br />Licked clean, Greg surveys the room. Flushed post-orgasmic faces stare back at him.&nbsp; &quot;Let’s go to the Fuck Room&quot; he declares, and exits, most of the others close behind.&nbsp; Miss Shell stays to be Mary Anne’s next canvas. Marisa stays to watch the artist at work.<br /><br />Greg spends the next recharge period in the midst of five of the eight remaining females. <br />Kylie wants to learn to pole dance, and Mackenzie is giving her instruction, while Greg is snuggled between mother-and-daughter Terry and Melanie, sharing soft kisses, stroking their breasts, tweaking their nipples, and Krista curls up between his legs like a kitten.<br /><br />Terry and Melanie are reminiscing with Greg. &quot;Remember that time you had us both masturbate in front of you?&quot; asked Melanie. &quot;That was so hot. I’d always tried to be quiet and secretive when I’d masturbate at home, I didn’t want Mom to hear me.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Me too&quot;, added Terry with a laugh, &quot;I always made sure you were asleep, and I’d keep my door closed, and I’d still bite on the pillow to keep from moaning out loud. There must have been nights when we were both masturbating at the same time, if only we’d known.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;There are now, that’s for sure&quot; added Melanie. &quot;Yeah, we don’t hold back now, do we Mel?&quot; replied Terry.<br /><br />As they talked, they were once again touching themselves, moving fingertips gently on clits. &quot;Now Melanie shares my vibrator&quot; said Terry proudly, &quot;and we’re still naked round the house, like you told us. Now if either one of us gets horny, we’ve got no qualms about just rubbing out a quick orgasm. Or a slow one.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yeah,&quot; added Melanie, &quot;and we’ve taken to showering together too. Save Water, shower with your Mom&quot; she laughed.&nbsp; &quot;Yes, dear, but I don’t think we’re really saving any water, we spend too long in there.&quot;<br /><br />All the while Krista lies between his legs admiring his tackle, kissing licking and sucking gently until it starts to reawaken. Then she tries to keep all of his cock in her mouth as it grows beyond her capacity.&nbsp; She tries to take it down her throat, but gives up with a sudden gasp as she almost gags.&nbsp; &quot;Ready down here&quot; she calls.<br /><br />&quot;Hey Greg, can I ask you something?&quot; says Melanie. &quot;Sure, what?&quot; &quot;Well, you’ve fucked me in front of Mom, but you always went off in private to fuck her.&nbsp; You never let me watch.&nbsp; So, can I watch now?&nbsp; Will you fuck Mom first so I can watch?&nbsp; Pleeeeeze?&quot; and she made little-girl-pleading faces at Greg so he just had to laugh.&nbsp; &quot;OK, Melanie, are you ready to watch me fuck your mother?&quot; &quot;Yeah, Motherfucker, come on and fuck me&quot; added Terry.&nbsp; Well, this was more than enough, and in a moment Greg had Terry flat on her back with her legs up behind her ears, as he pounded into her squelchy velvet love tunnel. Melanie positioned herself where she could watch, and Greg could watch her too, and matched their rhythm as she sluiced her fingers in and out of herself, calling encouragement to them both. &quot;Come on Mom, I wanna hear you cum&quot;, and Terry is grunting and gasping with every thrust of Greg’s as he fucks the daylights out of her, and she cums in a frenzy of yells, grunts and moans, and keeps on cumming as Greg keeps on pounding, his sweat dripping on her face and tits until at last he summons up his sixth ejaculation of the day, and releases it far up inside her, then collapses breathless on top of her. &quot;Whooo-hooo MotherFucker, what a Fuck!&quot; cries Melanie, approvingly, and a ragged round of applause breaks out from Mackenzie, Kylie and Krista, who have watched slack jawed the whole thing.<br /><br />— 14:00 #6=Terry<br /><br />Greg and his three companions shower and then raid the dining room for cake, icecream and soft drinks.<br />Krista and Kylie get into some sisterly teasing, leading to a minor food fight, then Greg discovers the joys of licking ice cream from the bodies of naked teenage girls.&nbsp; They clear a table and lay Krista on it, and start decorating her with blobs of icecream and then swirls of whipped cream from a can.&nbsp; She wriggles and giggles as Greg tickles her with his tongue lapping up the tasty treats cunningly positioned by Kylie, with creative input from Mackenzie.&nbsp; Then it’s Greg’s turn, and he’s hauled up onto the table and has his cock and balls liberally sprayed with cream, which the girls gather round to lick off, and, if they happen to find his cock, they suck it, until it is standing proud once again.&nbsp; Then Krista escalates things by fetching a large tub filled with swirls of softserve icecream, and pushes it right onto Greg’s cock.&nbsp; He yelps, it’s like he’s had a deepfrozen cunt jammed onto his dick, the cold soft squishy icecream surrounding his shaft and running down to chill his balls.&nbsp; &quot;Arrrrgh! Cold!!! Krista you cheeky little cunt.&nbsp; Come back and lick this mess up before my balls freeze off.&quot;&nbsp; But he needn’t worry, as Kylie rescues his ballsack with her warm mouth, and Mackenzie and Krista work on cleaning up his shaft on either side, ending when Mary Anne arrives to investigate the noise, and surprises Greg with another of her skills, by expertly deep-throating his chilled member, and keeping it down her throat until her warmth floods through him.&nbsp; When she finally comes up for air, Krista tries to imitate her, nearly gagging again.&nbsp; &quot;Mom, you got to teach me how to do that. I nearly puked. How do you do it?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Well, Krista, remember all those summer vacations at Bible Camp…&quot; and she gave her daughter a knowing smile. &quot;Practice, sweetie. It just takes practice&quot;, and she continues to deep-throat Greg until he starts showing signs of too much appreciation. She stops and yells: &quot;Kylie my girl, stop diddling yourself and stick that little snatch of yours onto this cock before it explodes&quot;, and Mary Anne helps her daughter climb onto the table and straddle Greg, then Mary Anne places her generous boobs onto Greg’s face, where he finds a nipple to suck as Kylie’s tight little pussy bounces on his cock, squeezing out another measure of ballcream.&nbsp; Mary Anne has to help Kylie off and sit her down on a chair, and a pair of Fluffers materialise to install her tampon and carry her off to her bedroom.<br /><br />— 15:00 #7=Kylie<br /><br />(the day continues in the next chapter)<br />

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Thu, 13 Sep 2012 08:00:50 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 3

<p>The guy in the sex shop had seen many things, but this was by far the best.&nbsp; The shop belonged to his uncle Bernie, and Jim liked working there. Though the pay was lousy, it helped him survive as he struggled to finish his graduate studies, and it wasn’t open in the mornings. At first he’d hoped there’d be other benefits, but the customers were mostly dirty-old-men or flamboyant gays.&nbsp; He’d no objection to either, but he wasn’t interested in their company. A steady stream of mousy or overweight housewives and the occasional hooker made up the female customers, and the hookers weren’t even offering a discount. Only rarely did some swinging couple or group turn up to liven the place up. </p><p> The young woman was wearing a raincoat, belted, though it wasn’t raining.&nbsp; She had a gorgeous face, and there was a voluptuous figure under that coat, he was sure.&nbsp; She seemed a bit dazed, not quite sure of herself.&nbsp; She asked about vibrators and dildos, and he directed her to the right shelves.&nbsp; In five minutes she was back at the counter, empty handed.&nbsp; &quot;Can you help me?&quot; she asked. &quot;I don’t know how to find one that suits me.&quot;&nbsp; Oh, man, was this girl for real?&nbsp; </p><p>He led her back to the display of sex toys. &quot;Well&quot;, he started, &quot;it depends on your taste.&quot;&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;My taste?&quot; she looked shocked. &quot;I didn’t realize they were flavored.&quot;&nbsp; Was she shitting him? Or (but don’t get your hopes up) maybe flirting with him? &quot;No, they’re not flavored. I meant YOUR taste.&quot;&nbsp; &quot;MY taste?&quot; she asked again, with a deer-in-the-headlights look. &quot;OK, I really need to get one that suits me&quot; she said hesitantly, more to herself than to him, and she reached under her coat and dug around for a couple of seconds, then withdrew her hand,&nbsp; and held it out to him.&nbsp; It was his turn to look surprised. &quot;Here&quot; she said. &quot;Taste. This is my taste. Can you help me find something that suits it?&quot;&nbsp; </p><p>A slow realization dawned on him like a bank of floodlights coming on one by one, and slowly, carefully, he reached out and took her hand, raising it to his face. He felt the wetness, and he smelled the smell of her on the two outstretched fingers. He sucked her fingers, and knew her taste, oh yes he did.&nbsp; He held on to her hand for as long as he could, licking and sucking those two dainty delicate fingers. He had a boner stuck pointing the wrong way in his jeans, God this was hot. &nbsp; </p><p> She was looking at him expectantly. &quot;Do you know what would suit me now?&quot; He felt dizzy. He glanced over at the counter, half expecting to see his own corpse slumped over it. Died and gone to heaven? Whatever, just go with it. &quot;Well, I think so, but I’ll need another taste to make sure.&quot;&nbsp; She held her hand out to him again. &quot;No, it’s worn off.&quot;&nbsp; She reached under her coat again and came back with her fingers freshly coated in her juice. He sucked them greedily, oh, this woman was beyond belief. If she was playing with him, he was happy to play with her, see where the game would go. &quot;Well?&quot; she asked. &quot;Can’t be completely sure with the fingers. Need to go direct to the source&quot; he said hopefully. &quot;OK&quot; again, and she stood patiently before him.&nbsp; This isn’t happening, he thought, as he slowly crouched down. &quot;Don’t wake up, don’t wake up, please please don’t wake up&quot; ran through his racing mind as he reached for the flap of her coat, going slowly in case this isn’t really what she meant.&nbsp; But she just stood there.&nbsp; He pulled the two sides of her coat apart, and there before his face was a pair of creamy thighs, black fishnet stockings below, the black strip of suspenders running up to black lacy belt above, and framed by all this erotic beauty, was a completely smoothly shaven pussy.&nbsp; Her legs were parted slightly, and he pressed his face against her, tried to reach her with his tongue.&nbsp; Then he clasped her round the backside and lifted her left leg, opening her so his mouth could close over those seeping lips.&nbsp; She hooked the leg over his shoulder, and he steadied her with both arms as he sucked and slurped at her wetness, for god she was wet.&nbsp; She idly stroked his head as he ate her out for as long as he could.&nbsp; Until, at last, he felt her tap-tap on his head.&nbsp; He looked up, her juices glistening on his nose and chin.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Well?&quot; she asked. &quot;I really need to get a vibrator or dildo that suits my taste.&nbsp; What do you recommend?&quot; </p><p> She’s still playing her game, whatever it is, he decided.&nbsp; Maybe it’s a dare or something. &quot;Well, Miss, I must say you have excellent taste.&nbsp; Never tasted finer. I’d suggest a gel vibrator with a realistic shape, molded to feel just like a real cock.&nbsp; We have several sizes.&nbsp; Would you like me to measure you for size, it’s important to get the right fit?&quot; &quot;Oh, yes please. If you don’t mind. I didn’t know it would be so complicated.&quot; </p><p>&quot;That’s why it’s always best to shop in person.&nbsp; You can buy all these things online, but the only way to find out what suits you best is to come into the store, where you can get expert advice tailored specially for you&quot; the spiel rattled off nicely now and calmed his nerves. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;If you would like to come to the fitting room back here, I’ll just grab some samples.&quot; He led her by the hand – afraid to let go of her in case she suddenly ran away, or vanished, or something – into the back room.&nbsp; This was where customers could watch videos, and where the hookers sometimes came, though Uncle Bernie had a policy of not letting them bring their Johns into the shop.&nbsp; It was ok if the guy was in the shop already, though, as if that made any difference.&nbsp; There was a mattress on a divan base, an ancient sofa and an even older armchair.&nbsp; All looked like they’d been dragged in off the street, which they had.&nbsp; There was a DVD playing on the projector, and on the screen a pair of skinny asian girls were sharing an enormous black cock. </p><p>&quot;Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be back in a second&quot;, and Jim raced to the shop door to flip the sign to &quot;closed&quot; and slip the latch, then grabbed a pack of condoms.&nbsp; From under the counter he grabbed a couple of vibrators in their packaging, then zoomed to the back room doorway. Here he paused for breath.&nbsp; On the screen, one of the asian girls was lowering herself onto the big black cock, while the other one sat astride the guy’s face.&nbsp; Jim’s tasty customer had parked herself on the sofa. Her coat was hanging open, and Jim noticed for the first time that she was wearing nothing else above the suspender belt.&nbsp; Her boobs, firm but ample, easily a D he reckoned, were both uncovered.&nbsp; She had her legs apart, and was methodically, repeatedly dipping two fingers inside her pussy, then sucking them.&nbsp; Her face indicated she was concentrating on the taste.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Oh, my, she’s quite something&quot; Jim thought. &quot;Here we are, Miss&quot; and he set down the boxes. &quot;Just sit back on the sofa there, make yourself comfortable. You might like to raise your knees.&nbsp; Here, let me put this cushion behind your back, it’s not good to slouch.&quot;&nbsp; She was now arranged on the sofa, facing the projection screen, with her legs nicely apart.&nbsp; He knelt beside her and quickly unwrapped the smaller of the two vibrators he’d brought, then slipped a condom onto it. &quot;Relax, and we’ll see how this one fits.&quot; and he guided the thing between her thighs and slowly inserted it into her vagina. Still fearing he was going to wake up at any second, he began to stroke in and out. &quot;I haven’t switched it on yet, as we’re just measuring you up for size.&nbsp; How does this feel?&quot; &quot;Mmmm, pretty good. Is this what suits my taste?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Not sure yet, Miss. You see, your taste changes considerably after orgasm.&quot; &quot;I had an orgasm this afternoon, does that count?&quot; &quot;How long ago was that Miss?&quot; &quot;About half past three.&quot; &quot;It would be best to have a fresh one, if you can manage it&quot; he said, all the while delving steadily in and out of her cunt with the condom-clad device. &quot;OK, I’ll try.&quot; And she took hold of the thing herself and cranked up the pace, rapidly fucking herself with singleminded concentration. &nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Miss&quot; said Jim, with his fingers crossed, &quot;you might like to try something a bit larger.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, yes, yes, let me try it&quot;.&nbsp; Jim was swiftly dumping his pants and rolling a condom onto his erection, which he knew to be both longer and thicker than the small vibrator he’d given her.&nbsp; &quot;If you’d like to stand up, we can try fitting this one from behind.&quot;&nbsp; She stood, then looked at his condom wrapped dick.&nbsp; &quot;But that’s not a vibrator. That’s your dick, unless I’m very much mistaken.&quot; &quot;Yes, and it’s the same size as the other vibrator.&nbsp; The boss doesn’t like customers opening all the boxes if they’re not buying, so I’d like you to try this for size before we open another box.&nbsp; If it’s too big, you can go back to the one you’ve got already.&quot; </p><p>&quot;OK&quot;, she sounded only half convinced, but she turned her back, and her butt, towards him, and leaned on the armrest of the sofa.&nbsp; He spat on his cock and rubbed in the saliva, then slipped between her butt cheeks, found her hole, and plunged in.&nbsp; She reacted at once, &quot;Oh, yess.&nbsp; That’s better.&nbsp; Fuck yes.&nbsp; This suits my taste, fuck yeah&quot; and he gave her a thorough pounding, her words becoming meaningless gasps and moans, blending with the muted screams and moans from the onscreen porno babes, until she reached a crescendo &quot;Fuck yes fuck me fuck I’m fucking cumming, woooohoooo…&quot; and with an explosion of profanity surprising for such a beautiful young history teacher, she orgasmed extensively and copiously.&nbsp; Jim understood this was his chance too, perhaps his last one, and he let go all restraint and pounded her until his own orgasm overtook him his cum filled he condom. He pulled out and dumped the condom in an ashtry.&nbsp; </p><p>&quot;Shall I check if you’ve had a change of taste?&quot; he asked. &quot;OK&quot; she said, and he helped her sit down where he could easily reach her pussy for a lengthy exploration of the flavor of her post orgasmic flood of juices.&nbsp; He was astonished at how much juice she’d made, and a new stain was spreading on the already much stained cushion beneath her. &nbsp; </p><p> &quot;So, he asked, which one did you prefer?&quot; &quot;Oh, the second one, for sure. I’d no idea it would be so complicated.&nbsp; Thank you for your expert assistance.&quot; </p><p> &quot;Will that be cash or credit card? And should I include a spare set of batteries?&quot; </p><p>Sometimes, just sometimes, this was a great place to work, thought Jim. </p>

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Mon, 27 Aug 2012 07:30:40 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 12

<br />Mulder spent a wonderful night in bed with Annie King, mother of Geri and Debi, and newly appointed porn videographer.&nbsp; She’d been so horny after this assignment that Mulder resorted more than once to the Good Girl spell, and she’d spent ages lazily sucking his cock as he lay only half awake.&nbsp; They had their first really good fuck as the early dawn light was filtering into the bedroom, and Mulder pumped a hefty load of cum deep inside her.<br /><br />In the morning, Mulder uploaded all the captured video, but left the spy-cams in place on motion-trigger.&nbsp; No harm collecting what he could.&nbsp; He wasn’t sure if the King’s had been given Greg’s domestic nudity directive, so he added it to their standing orders, and they breakfasted naked before the girls had to dress for school.&nbsp; As he kissed Geri goodbye, and enjoyed a last feel of her naked slit under her school skirt, her cheeky little sister ducked down between them and grabbed a quick suck on Mulder’s rising cock.&nbsp; &quot;Don’t forget to ask Mom&quot; she said, then she was gone, skipping down the path ahead of her sister.<br /><br />So Mulder asked Annie.&nbsp; Did she want him to deflower her younger daughter? <br /><br />&quot;You asking me, or telling me?&quot; she replied.&nbsp; &quot;Asking&quot; said Mulder. &quot;Well, I guess that makes you a whole lot different from our darling Greg.&nbsp; Horny fucker just took what he wanted.&nbsp; Me as well, he fucked me good.&nbsp; Best fuck I’d had for years. And I’d still give him anything, anything at all. Including Debi.&nbsp; But since you asked… and asked nicely, Agent Mulder, the answer is Yes.&quot; &nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Better you than Greg, and better Greg than some other horny teenager who’ll just fuck her for his own pleasure. So be my guest, Agent Mulder.&nbsp; Come back soon, and we’ll have a Debi Deflowering Party.&nbsp; You can do it how you like, nice and private, or all in a great big gangbang like last night’s shindig.&nbsp; Up to you.&nbsp; Either way, I know you’ll be kind, and you’ll make it a joyful experience that helps her become a confident woman, not some guy’s property.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Meanwhile, Agent Mulder, looks like you’re packin’ heat.&quot; She ran a finger the length of the erection he’d had since Debi left. &quot;Would you like me to help you with that?&quot; &nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;Thanks Annie, but I’ve got a busy day ahead of me at school, and I…. &quot; Mulder paused. &quot;Yeah, why not.&quot; &nbsp;<br /><br />So she did. <br /><br />———————-<br /><br />When he eventually got to the school, Mulder resumed his routine in Pulaski’s office, calling in each girl on the still too long list, handing her the phone, and giving her the necessary commands.&nbsp; Around lunchtime, he had Pulaski send for Emily.&nbsp; He didn’t need to command anything, she greeted him with a big smile and a warm embrace, wrapping arms and legs around him.&nbsp; At 100 lbs she was light enough to carry on his dick, thought Mulder. But he put his hands under her tiny ass to support her and found bare skin under her school skirt. In a moment he had a bulging erection, and in another moment he had it inside her, and he bounced her hard and fast on his dick until they overbalanced and toppled together onto the couch as he worked off the morning’s building frustration.&nbsp; He came inside her, and when she finally stood up there was another huge wet patch on the couch, adding to the stains it had collected last week.&nbsp; Let Pulaski deal with that as well, thought Mulder. He sent her back to class with their mixed juices still dribbling down her legs.&nbsp; The whole school’s been mind-controlled into silence, so I don’t suppose anyone will mention it even if they do notice, he thought.<br /><br />For the rest of the week, he cycled between Colleen’s and Annie’s beds, and he finished each school day by getting the lucky last two girls of the day to give him a blowjob.&nbsp; Life could hardly be sweeter.<br /><br />———————–<br /><br />On Thursday morning he got Pulaski to arrange a special assembly of all the boys in Geri’s control group, in the school gym,&nbsp; with Geri to perform the handover, after which Mulder planned to take her back to Pulaski’s office and fuck her, but Geri had other ideas.&nbsp; Mulder had given her enough leeway to enjoy herself in her final act as slavemaster, and she certainly did.&nbsp; She’d asked Mulder to put the gym into lockdown, and when she hit the floor in her cheerleader outfit and turned a slow cartwheel that clearly revealed her lack of panties, she was guaranteed 100% attention from her audience of boys, even if they had not been her obedient slaves. She spoke clearly: &quot;Hello boys, I’m so pleased to see you all here.&nbsp; And you are all delighted to be here, and delighted to see me here before you&quot;. &nbsp;<br /><br />This, of course, was the truth, because her saying it made it so. Some of Greg’s erotic fantasies must have been contagious, thought Mulder, watching from the sidelines, as Geri licked her lips, took a deep breath, and forged ahead with her plan.<br /><br />&quot;You’ve all seen me in the cheerleading team, I’m sure.&nbsp; You think I’m sexy&quot;. This was true already, but no harm making sure. She twirled, making her skirt flare out, showing her nakedness beneath. &quot;You’d love to see my pussy, wouldn’t you?&quot;&nbsp; – stunned silence – &quot;Wouldn’t you? Answer me!&quot; she demanded. &quot;Yes, Geri&quot; came the chorus.&nbsp; &quot;And you’d love to jack off looking at my pussy, wouldn’t you?&quot;&nbsp; &quot;Yes Geri&quot;.&nbsp; &quot;Well, now you’re going to.&nbsp; Get your dicks out&quot;. &nbsp;<br /><br />Mulder had to admire her style.&nbsp; He was more than half tempted to obey her himself. &quot;Now gather round me in a circle&quot;. She moved to the middle of the floor.&nbsp; &quot;Hey, Tom and Phil, pull that stack of mats over here into the center&quot;.&nbsp; There were five thick safety mats making a stack over 3 feet high.&nbsp; The boys got them in place, and Geri hopped on to them, and sat in an easy lotus, revealing her bare shaven pussy.&nbsp; She surveyed her audience, cocks obediently poking out from their pants, some stiff and proud, many only halfway there, a few still hanging limp.&nbsp; &quot;Jack those cocks boys, make them really hard for me.&quot;&nbsp; And then, like it had just occurred to her: &quot;Has anybody here ever jacked off thinking about me?&quot;&nbsp; Some hands went up, like in the classroom, then a few more. &quot;Don’t be shy, you know you must answer me.&quot;&nbsp; That settled a couple of waverers.&nbsp; Geri picked one boy, a tall skinny one, the first she’d seen raise his hand, and with an already very stiff cock. &nbsp;<br /><br />&quot;You, yes you, come here.&quot;&nbsp; The boy advanced, slowly lowering his hand. &quot;When you were jacking off, thinking of me, did you imagine something like this?&quot;, and, not waiting for an answer, she called out &quot;Everybody, watch this&quot;, and slipped off the mat and down on her knees before the lucky boy, taking his cock into her mouth, and giving him head with frenetic enthusiasm.&nbsp; Breaking off for a moment, she looked up into his eyes: &quot;Cum in my mouth. Don’t try to hold back. Shout it out. Tell the world when you cum&quot; and she resumed sucking and jacking him until he obeyed her command, and she greedily sucked every drop from him.&nbsp; Looking up at him again, she showed her tongue, covered in his cum, then closed her mouth and swallowed, showed him again, this time clean. &quot;All gone. Mmmmm&quot;.&nbsp; She stood up, kissed him on the cheek, whispered &quot;Go sit over there&quot;, and hopped back onto the pile of mats.&nbsp; That went well, she thought. Just like a porno.<br /><br />&quot;Now guys, take off all your clothes and dump them over there&quot;.&nbsp; She waited till they were done, then commanded. &quot;Gather round me. Take the hands of the boys on each side of you, and close the circle until you’re all squeezed up side by side.&nbsp; Don’t leave anyone out, I want you all in one circle.&quot;&nbsp; Some shuffling ensued.&nbsp; There were 34 boys (Mulder counted), and by shuffling and squeezing they managed to make a ring about 6 yards across.&nbsp; Geri’s eyes scanned them, turning right around so she could see everyone, and as she did she had one hand between her legs, pressing on her clit.&nbsp; She was enjoying this.<br /><br />&quot;Now turn to face the boy on your right&quot; commanded Geri, &quot;and keep looking at me.&nbsp; Shuffle towards me, all of you.&nbsp; Go on, squeeze right in.&nbsp; I want you real close to me, so you’re going to have to squeeze right up against the boy in front of you. That’s it. You’re doing this to get closer to me.&nbsp; You want to be closer to me, so you can see me.&nbsp; You don’t mind squeezing up close to each other, you don’t mind pressing your naked body against the boy in front, and you don’t mind the boy behind pressing up against you.&nbsp; I’m going to show you my body, that’s what you want.&quot; &nbsp;<br /><br />She pulled off her top and unhooked her sports-bra, so her gorgeous breasts swung free, and she tweaked her nipples to attention with her free hand.&nbsp; She discarded the tiny skirt so she was as naked as the boys, and she opened her legs wide and used her fingers to spread her pussylips. Pity this isn’t a turntable, she thought. &nbsp;<br /><br />The shuffling boys, all looking at Geri, strove to get closer to her, and as the circle shrank, they found themselves squeezed ever closer in front and behind.&nbsp; Most of the boys had erections, and these were now pressing against the buttocks of the boy in front, a pleasurable feeling in itself, as long as the spell of Geri’s command kept them from examining the implications.<br /><br />&quot;Now, reach round the boy in front of you and take hold of his cock.&quot; Geri was enjoying this.&nbsp; There was no way in hell most of these guys would have done anything like this if they’d had any say in the matter. Squeezed up like this, they were only about 7 feet from her, all round. &quot;Put your other arm around him, you’re going to need to hold on&quot;.&nbsp; She was idly fingering her pussy as she gave these last commands, and there was a tremor of lust in her voice now. &quot;You like my titties.&nbsp; My perfect D-cup titties.&quot;&nbsp; This wasn’t a question, it may have been a command, or simply a statement of fact.<br /><br />&quot;Now,&nbsp; very slowly, start wanking the cock you’re holding.&nbsp; Do what you’d like to feel me doing to you.&nbsp; Imagine the hand holding your cock is mine.&nbsp; Look at me. Keep time with me&quot;.&nbsp; She was fingering her pussy in a slow and steady rhythm that gradually became more intense, until she was masturbating wildly, plunging fingers in and out of her sopping cunt, turning round and round on the mats so all the boys could see her, see her pussy. &quot;Wank those cocks, boys. Fuck it feels good.&nbsp; You feel good. You’re going to cum soon, don’t hold back and don’t be quiet. Shout it out when you cum, yell it out.&nbsp; I’m wanking your cock, I’m gonna make you cum, don’t stop wanking the cock you’re holding until it cums, come on, cum for me.&quot; and she had to break off as an orgasm tore thru her.&nbsp; Then she hopped off the mat, unplanned, as a ragged chorus of &quot;I’m cumming&quot; &quot;fuck I’m cumming&quot; &quot;fuck Geri I’m cumming&quot; and other variations burst from all directions.&nbsp; She scooted down on her knees, and pushed her head in between two boys, grabbed the hand that was wanking the dick and joined in, then got her mouth over the head of his cock just as the boy let fly.&nbsp; With cum dripping from her lips she called out &quot;OK, let go of them cocks.&nbsp; Anybody not cum yet, get close to me and jack yourself off, I want you to cum on me. Cum on my face.&nbsp; Cum on my titties. Cum on my legs. Cum all over me&quot; and she resumed frantically rubbing her clit to another orgasm as a smaller crowd of boys gathered round her, frantically wanking themselves, cum splattering on her from all sides.&nbsp; And then they were done.&nbsp; Geri sat back on her heels, cum running down her glistening body in rivulets, dripping off her chin and boobs, she even had some in her hair. &quot;Anybody not cum yet?&quot; she asked.&nbsp; No reply.&nbsp;&nbsp; She stood up, and spoke up loud and clear, confidently, proudly in command of them all, a warrior princess addressing her men, even as their cum still flowed on her naked skin.<br /><br />&quot;Now guys, I just remembered. All of you, gather round and listen. I got an important message for you all.&nbsp; After today, you don’t need to obey me.&nbsp; Instead you’ll obey anybody who says these 3 Magic Phrases: Need to Know, Just We Three, For Now.&nbsp; Got that?&quot; &quot;Yes, Geri&quot; came the chorus.<br /><br />&quot;And before you go, remember what we just did.&nbsp; You all had a really good time with me today.&nbsp; You enjoyed wanking another boy’s cock, and you enjoyed having your cock wanked by another boy. You saw your school cheerleader naked, masturbating, giving herself orgasms, and some of you squirted your cum all over me.&nbsp; Some of you got cum on your backsides from the boy behind you, and you enjoyed that too, because it’s all part of the lovely horny sex we just shared.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;From now on, you’re never going to be nasty to anyone because they’re gay, or because you think they’re gay, or because somebody tells you they’re gay.&nbsp; You’re never going to use the word Gay as an insult.&nbsp; Most of you aren’t gay, but you still enjoyed what happened here.&nbsp; In future, if someone offers to suck your cock, whether it’s a boy or a girl, be nice to them. Let it happen if it pleases you or excites you, otherwise be polite and refuse nicely. If it’s a boy, and you let it happen, it doesn’t mean you’re gay. Not if you still want pussy. Even if you don’t feel attracted to boys, why not let him suck you if he wants to, and think about me, imagine it’s me sucking you off, and tell me all about it next time we meet. If you do, and you know you can’t lie to me, I might even give you a blowjob myself, just so you can compare. I’ve heard that boys give the best blowjobs, because they really know what it feels like, so maybe you’ll have something to teach me.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;And never call a girl a slut, or a slag, or a whore just because she likes sex as much as you do. Even if you’ve just shot your cum all over her tits, you’ll respect her wishes, and treat her with kindness, never talk bad about her behind her back.&nbsp; And if a girl doesn’t want to have sex with you, respect that too.&nbsp; Never force her. Let her go.&nbsp; Go and jack off if it’s all too frustrating, or find another girl, there’s plenty of girls out there that DO love to fuck.&nbsp; Don’t hang around pestering someone who’s not interested, that’s just wasting your time.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You’ll remember today for the rest of your lives, and every night that you don’t have someone to share sex with, you’ll imagine me, and you’ll jack yourself off and you’ll give yourself an orgasm with the memory of today replaying in your mind, until you make a better memory.&nbsp; And any time you see me, you’ll be pleased. Remind me you were here with me today, and if I say to you ‘let’s hang out’, you’ll come with me and it will fill you with pleasure to do whatever I ask until dawn.&quot; &nbsp;<br /><br />She looked across at Mulder, still waiting on the sideline, and asked: &quot;Was that alright?&quot;.&nbsp; Mulder, grinning like a fool at Geri’s extraordinary improvisation, merely nodded.<br /><br />Geri released the boys then, leaving them to wipe the cum off themselves and get dressed and return to class. &quot;Agent Mulder, I’m covered in cum. I need a shower.&nbsp; Want to help?&quot; and she headed for the showers, hips swaying and boobs bouncing. Mulder, now somewhat in awe of her, followed.<br /><br />In the shower he gave her the fucking they both needed to relieve the pressure of her erotic performance, and he didn’t need to call her a good girl for her to know that she truly was one. &quot;I liked your speech&quot; he told her. &quot;I wasn’t sure you’d approve&quot; she said. &quot;You took a bit of a liberty with the ‘Lets hang out’ part, but the rest of it more than made up for it.&nbsp; Overall, I approve&quot;, and he held her close, and kissed her deeply.<br /><br />&quot;Maybe I should have made them suck each other off.&nbsp; That would really have been something. And swallow. Just a bit harder to arrange, I didn’t think it thru&quot;. She faked a pout, then smiled.&nbsp; &quot;Thanks, Agent Mulder.&nbsp; I’ve been wanting to do something like that for ages, only I knew Greg wouldn’t let me. He kept getting girls to masturbate and make out to please him, but he’d never have approved this. Thanks for giving me the freedom.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You’re quite a girl Geri, pulling a stunt like that. Quite a girl….&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Go on&quot; she whispered. &quot;Say it. Pleeeeze….&quot;. &quot;You’re a good girl&quot;, and she sighed and held him tight.<br />

Mind Control Stories

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 06:42:21 UTC

The Boy With The Golden Cum – Chapter 11

The Mansion: Day One<br /><br />Greg wakes before Marisa, his closest companion, bed sharer and sleeping partner, but lazes in bed until she surfaces.&nbsp; They shower together, and start to play.&nbsp; Before the inevitable happens, Marisa skips away from Greg, grabs a bathrobe -thus declaring herself &quot;off duty&quot; – and goes in search of breakfast.&nbsp; Greg, naked, his erection deflating, follows. They breakfast together, then go exploring. In the indoor pool, they discover the three sisters, Abbey (18), Kylie (16) and Krista (12) playing in the water.&nbsp; All are, of course, naked. Which means &quot;on duty&quot;. Greg has a duty as well, and his dick is ready to do it.<br /><br />They mess around in the water until Krista discovers Greg’s erection.&nbsp; She tells on him, and in a moment he’s on a lounger by the poolside with three wet heads jostling for a suck at his cock. Kylie abandons it to her sisters, and straddles Gregs’ face instead, so he can tongue-fuck her pussy. Abbey tells Krista &quot;watch this&quot;, and she also straddles Greg, impaling herself on his cock, getting it right up inside her. Abbey rakes her nails down Kylie’s back as both girls buck their hips to pleasure themselves on Greg’s face and dick.&nbsp; Krista can only watch, and tease her own clit, as her sisters drive Greg right off the cliff, and he erupts invisibly inside Abbey. &nbsp;<br /><br />Marisa leaves them to it, and goes to the gym. She wants Greg to fuck her tonight, and not before, so she can wake beside him again tomorrow morning, not in the middle of the night.<br /><br />Kylie dismounts and kisses Greg’s juice-soaked lips, stepping away as Abbey leans forward to lie on top of Greg, arms around him, already spacing out from the effect of his cum inside her.&nbsp; From nowhere, two tracksuited Fluffers appear and help lift Abbey off Greg and lay her down on the next lounger.&nbsp; One slips a tampon into her vagina, the other finds towels to cover her.&nbsp; There’s cum on Greg’s cock, and some has dripped onto his thigh from Abbey as the Fluffers lifted her off him. Kylie bends her head to lick it up, collects it all on her tongue, shows it to Greg.&nbsp; He understands.&nbsp; &quot;Come here Krista.&nbsp; Lie down on your back, legs in the air and open wide.&quot;&nbsp; She obeys.&nbsp; Greg comes to her and cradles her head in his hands, kisses her very gently and slowly, while Kylie lowers her head to Krista’s virgin pussy and deposits the cum she’d collected.&nbsp; Greg fingers Krista, working the cum as far as he can inside her, and Krista fades away.&nbsp; Once more, out of nowhere, a Fluffer appears with tampon and towels for Krista, and makes her comfortable on a lounger.<br /><br />Leaving the two sisters blissed out by the pool, Greg and Kylie stroll hand in hand back to the dining room, where they have an early lunch.&nbsp; Only halfway thru does it occur to Greg to remark: &quot;We’re still naked&quot;.&nbsp; Kylie laughed, &quot;Well, how about that.&quot;&nbsp; They hang out together for a while, discuss the decor, explore, and wind up in her bedroom, still naked, for a long slow fuck that finally ends with Greg shooting his second load of the day inside her as she lies on her back. She drifts off to nirvana, as Greg withdraws and reaches for a tampon from the stock beside the bed.&nbsp;&nbsp; He covers her with the bedding and takes a shower. &nbsp;<br /><br />Strolling in bathrobe back to the lounge, he wonders once more at his luck.&nbsp; He’d thought when the raid happened, that it was all over, he’d spend the rest of his life in jail.&nbsp; And here he is living like a Sultan, living something damn close to the Islamic Terrorist’s idea of Paradise.&nbsp; Hah, Bin Laden, you evil old fucker, I’ve got this and you’re fishfood. <br /><br />In the lounge, he finds Miss Shell sitting with Mary Anne, mother of the 3 girls he’d just been playing with. Both ladies are naked, therefore, On Duty.&nbsp; Or not quite naked, Miss Shell has a thin gold chain round her waist.&nbsp; Mary Anne is massaging her shoulders, and they are discussing bodypaint, and wondering whether it might fit in with Greg’s preference for nudity.&nbsp; &quot;Hi Greg.&nbsp; Come sit with us.&quot; Miss Shell smiles sweetly at him. &quot;Mary Anne does a wonderful massage.&nbsp; You should try it&quot; suggests Miss Shell, after Greg had settled in beside her and they’d exchanged a long slow wet kiss. &quot;I’d like that&quot; says Greg, and they move across to the massage table set up at one end of the lounge.&nbsp; It is a specially constructed table, with a padded face hole so Greg could lie comfortably face down, and another hole, strategically placed where his dick and balls could hang.&nbsp; There is a wheeled platform below, like a padded version of the trolleys car mechanics use.&nbsp; Greg, still naked, hoists himself onto the table and looks down thru the face hole to see Miss Shell scooting underneath on the trolley.&nbsp; She is upside down relative to him, and she winks at him as her face passes the hole.&nbsp; Then he has a view of her breasts, ribs, belly button, and finally pussy directly below him, and discovers the true purpose of the second hole as she gently takes hold of his sleeping cock and begins caressing his balls while Mary Anne starts into a slow methodical massage of his upper back.&nbsp; The massage works its way down his body, until he finds he was having his ass massaged and his cock sucked at the same time.<br /><br />The sucking breaks off: &quot;Hey, Greg&quot; says Miss Shell. &quot;It looks to me like you’re ready to fuck me now.&quot;&nbsp; She scoots out from under him. &quot;Shall we?&quot; she asks, and takes his hand as he rouses himself from the table. She takes him in her arms, and the pair of them subside into the padded cushioned surface behind the massage table, where Miss Shell soon guides his revived erection into her already soaking fuckhole.&nbsp; She plays him like an instrument, and guides him to climax before he’d meant to.&nbsp; Out of habit, he said &quot;good girl&quot; as he sprays his cream inside her, but her orgasm is entirely due to his physical efforts.&nbsp; Once again, Greg sees his partner in lust leave him for her own inner vacation land.&nbsp; He gets off her, looks round for a tampon, and sees that Mary Anne already has the matter in hand.&nbsp; Since Miss Shell is still semi conscious, he uses her mouth to clean off his dick.&nbsp; She sucks and licks dreamily, then fades away completely.<br /><br />&quot;Come here Greg.&nbsp; Lie down with me, let me finish that massage&quot; says Mary Anne. &quot;You don’t have to fuck me, you know.&nbsp; Not if you don’t want to.&quot; &quot;Oh, but I do, Mary Anne&quot;, and he beds down with his head on those marvellous pillows, the breasts that inspired Mulder – and many others before him – to thoughts of tittyfucking.&nbsp; He dozes, waking later to find Mary Anne guiding his already hard dick between her spectacular breasts, which she’s lubed up with massage oil.&nbsp; The tittyfuck is indeed exquisite, and Greg’s excitememt cranks up a notch as he notices Krista arrive, already recovered from her small dose of Greg’s semen. &quot;Hi Mom&quot; says Krista, &quot;Hi Greg.&nbsp; Are you gonna fuck my mother, motherfucker?&quot; and she giggles like it was the first time she’d said that. But Greg reaches out, takes her hand, pulls her close. &quot;Not yet, sweetheart.&nbsp; Kiss me.&quot;&nbsp; Greg had been giving Krista what she thought of as kissing lessons, and now she does her best to show him what a good student she’s been. He has one arm round her, and he slides it down her body, then works it slowly up between her legs until he’s gently rubbing her slit. &quot;Want me to suck your titties now?&quot; he asks. &quot;Oooh yes please&quot;, and she brings one tiny breast-bud to his lips. The combined effect of kissing sucking and rubbing has her gasping. &quot;Ooooh Greg this is so nice.&quot;&nbsp; Mary Anne stops tittyfucking Greg’s cock.&nbsp; &quot;That’s my youngest daughter you’re feeling up. Does this mean you’re ready to fuck her too?&quot; and Mary Anne uses a wetwipe to clean the oil from his dick, before giving him a quick suck, making sure there’s no lingering taste of oil. &quot;Krista, dear, have you ever sucked Greg’s cock?&quot; &quot;Not yet Mom.&nbsp; Kylie and Abbey never let me.&quot; &quot;Well, come here, you can try it now.&quot;&nbsp; So Krista learns from her Mom, and becomes a little cocksucker like her sisters before her. Greg can still reach Krista’s pussy, and he’s probing inside her tight litle hole with two fingers. &nbsp;<br /><br />She leans in and kisses Greg while Mary Anne continues her magic, until he’s ready to blow.&nbsp; &quot;Fuck me now, Greg&quot; says Mary Anne, pulling him to come over on top of her, and he enters her loose wet gash, losing himself between her breasts, and she clutches his butt and pulls him into her, and he fucks her hard and fast, holding back nothing, and his cock erupts another dose of SuperSpunk all the way up inside her.&nbsp; He looks up, sees Krista watching, eyes shining, touching her clit with one hand and squeezing a tiny nipple with the other.&nbsp; &quot;Mother Fucker&quot; she says, smiling.&nbsp; He pulls out and rolls onto his back beside the spaced out Mary Anne.&nbsp; Krista moves in on him, licks and sucks his cock clean of his cum and her mother’s juices, swallows. It’s enough to knock her out for a short while, and Greg arranges her close to her mother as the ever-present Fluffer moves in to insert a tampon in Mary Anne and throw a blanket over mother and daughter.<br /><br />Greg is hungry. He runs into Marisa on the way to the dining room, and they have a snack together from the buffet.<br /><br />&quot;Have you seen Mackenzie yet?&quot; Marisa asks. &quot;No&quot;. &quot;She was in the gym earlier, she’s so fit, and she’s determined to stay in shape.&nbsp; Said she had something to show you,&quot; and Marisa gave a sexy little smile.&nbsp; When they’d finished, they set out together to find Mackenzie, which turns out to be easy.&nbsp; There’s pulsing music coming from the Fuck Room,&nbsp; and there’s Mackenzie, the 5’8&quot; skinny brunette with B cups, long legs and a nice heart shaped ass, completely nude, practicing pole dancing.&nbsp; When she notices Greg enter, she signals the control room to restart the music, and she begins her routine. &nbsp;<br /><br />Greg sits on the edge of the Throne to watch, Marisa clambers in behind him, wrapping her legs around his waist, stroking his back, watching Mackenzie over Greg’s shoulder. Mackenzie is athletic, and energetic, and has clearly been practicing. Her perfect split reveals a hairless pink slit and tiny puckered butthole. She spins, twists, grinds, shows and teases in perfect time to the music. Cranking the sensuality up a notch, she rubs her slit up and down the pole, as she gazes directly into Greg’s eyes.&nbsp; Naked, his penis gives away his mood, rising rapidly to attention, but Mackenzie has a set of moves she wants to complete, and does her damndest to bring herself off on the pole, but then suddenly gives up and thrusts two fingers into her pussy, reaching in to strum her G-spot and drive herself into a squelching frenzy as she masturbates herself to a gasping orgasm before him, staring straight into his eyes.&nbsp; Still keeping eye contact, she slowly leaves the stage, holding out before her the fingers that were inside herself, offering them to Greg to taste, then straddles him like a lap dancer without limits, lowers her pussy onto him so his dick slides in easily, and grinds at him. &nbsp;<br /><br />All without a word spoken, she’s like a dream girl, and Greg has no trouble at all summoning up another load of spunk from his balls.&nbsp; Mackenzie closes in on Greg and brings her mouth to his, and the long warm wet open mouth tongue kiss is all it takes to tip him over the edge and let the semen spurt out of him and into her depths.&nbsp; She stays astride him, arms round his neck, until he realises she’s no longer with him, and he lowers her gently to the cushioned floor, then slowly withdraws.&nbsp; He uses her pretty mouth to clean his cock.&nbsp; A Fluffer materialises with a tampon and a blanket, and Greg steps away.<br /><br />Marisa rises from the Throne, takes Greg’s hand. &quot;You need a shower. Come on&quot;, and leads him to the wet room off the Fuck Room, where she soaps and rubs him, and finally risks a quick suck at his half deflated penis.&nbsp; &quot;Dinner and a movie?&quot; she suggests.&nbsp; &quot;Oooh, are we having a Date?&quot; he asks. &quot;Yeah, why not.&nbsp; And if you play your cards right, you might get to Third Base afterwards.&quot;<br /><br />Marisa sets Greg like an alarm clock.&nbsp; After the movie, it is still too early for her, so she teases and tantalizes him, never quite letting him get to orgasm, while making sure she has plenty for herself.&nbsp; He licks and sucks her, he fingerfucks her, he makes her cum again and again, but she doesn’t let him put his cock inside her.&nbsp; She licks and sucks him, but keeps control, keeps him away from the edge, calls unexpected breaks, insists she desperately needs Ice Cream, which means a trip to the buffet, and spins out the time until it’s almost 9 pm.&nbsp; Then she melts into his arms, and whispers &quot;Take me now. Fuck me. Cum inside me&quot; and suddenly Greg has renewed stamina, and he fucks her without restraint, without consideration, bangs away at her tight little teenage lovehole, clutches her perfect ass, sucks her pert little B-cup titties, delves his tongue deep in her mouth as his cock plunges deep in her cunt, and she cums again, and again, and still he doesn’t.&nbsp; Now he’s reached his stride, he knows there’s another load of cum building up in his balls, but he can go on like this forever, the pleasure never ending, never overwhelming, the rhythm steady, her eyes rolled back in her head, she’s almost in a coma already and it’s not from his SuperSpunk, unless his pre-cum has the same effect.&nbsp; He flips her over and burrows into her from behind.&nbsp; He pulls her onto hands and knees, doggystyle, and she’s gasping and moaning again as he pounds hard against her butt, until finally, finally it rips thru him, starting in his balls, rising up his pipe as he keeps up the pace and then it’s too late to back down, too late to stop, and the last dose of cum for the day spurts out into her squelchy pussy.<br /><br />Flopped beside her, he barely notices the Fluffer.<br /><br />A dreamless eternity later, no time at all, Greg awakens to the sensation of a warm wet mouth methodically grazing on his cock.&nbsp; It’s hard already, he notices, before drifting away again.&nbsp; Next thing he notices, the feeling has changed, the mouth now has no tongue, or teeth, but it’s a tight slippery warmth, and he relaxes and lets whoever it is milk his cock with her cunt.&nbsp; Its dark, so he uses his hands.&nbsp; Breasts midsized,&nbsp; C maybe.&nbsp; His mind won’t work, he still does not know who this is, until she gasps and moans and a flood of wetness warms his balls.&nbsp; &quot;Abbey! Hi&quot; he manages. &quot;I wish I could suck you off&quot; she whispers. &quot;Not allowed.&nbsp; Pussy or nothing, them’s the Rules&quot; says Greg. &quot;Pussy it is then&quot;, and she redoubles her efforts, gets into a squat, and presses down on him, slides up, repeats.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, that’s gonna do it Abbey, yes, don’t stop&quot;, and he thrusts to meet her half way, and squirts one more time, then holds her close so he can roll her over and dismount.&nbsp; Silently, ghostlike, a Fluffer appears and deals with the already zonked out Abbey, while Greg goes for a piss.&nbsp; When he returns Abbey has gone, only Marisa is asleep on the far side of the enormous bed.<br /><br />Occasional echoes of the Ninja Dream return, but it’s only a Fluffer changing Marisa’s tampon, every two hours, all through the night.<br /><br />And in the morning, he and Marisa wake together, and another day begins.

Mind Control Stories

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 05:23:15 UTC