Mind controlled Janice Pt. 22
Introduction:
Jason takes control of Janice and his mother and let’s his friends join in the fun.
It was so hot watching her be a slut. Especially with my cum running out of her pussy and matting down the hairs of her bush. My dick still dripped with her pussy juices. Thanks to my new mind control powers, gifted to me by Ginger, he said for one week I had mind control powers, I had turned Mrs. Goodall and Mrs. Stead into sluts.
Mrs. Stead was a hottie. Blonde and with round breasts, she had an ass just begging to be smacked and then ridden hard. She was getting spit-roasted by her sons Paul, and Peter. They both groaned, busting their nuts in her holes, Paul flooding the pussy that birthed him while Peter fed Mrs. Steads mouth a big load of cum that she eagerly sucked down.
Because I told her she was a slut. And sluts loved drinking cum and being fucked.
My friends all had dazed looks on their faces. Despite the commands I gave them, letting them accept the fact that they were fucking, they still looked shocked that they were getting laid. That this was all happening, especially Paul and Peter who were getting fucked by their mother. I knew Paul Stead had been fucking Mrs. Goodall for about three years, and already thought she was under some kind of mind control otherwise why would she have spent the last three years letting him fuck her.
I felt that, too. I couldn’t believe some weird person would give me the power to rewrite people’s brain to my will. It was so surreal, but my cum ran out of my Mrs. Goodall’s pussy. I made her into the whore I always knew she was. I had lusted after her despite hating her for all my adolescent years. For the next week I could fuck her how ever I wanted because of my new powers.
And I was hard right now despite cumming in her cunt minutes ago.
I stared at her rump wiggling back and forth. She moaned with such wanton delight as she blew Daniel. He groaned, pleasure crossing his face. He ran a hand through his short hair.
“Mrs. Goodall has a great ass,” I muttered, stroking my pussy-coated dick. Her juices made my cock so slick and…
I could fuck her asshole. I could do anything I wanted to Mrs. Goodall, to any guy’s mom. I could enjoy any woman I wanted however I wanted.
“Mrs. Goodall love to take it up the ass, too,” I commanded. A slight tingle raced across my mind. I did not know how it worked but I could implant thoughts and commands into other people’s minds. For one week I was like a god.
I grabbed Mrs. Goodall’s butt-cheeks. She whimpered about Daniel ‘s cock. My friend stared at me, his eyes going wide as I brought my still-hard dick into her crack. I slid my crown down, finding her puckered asshole. That felt nice against my dick.
“You gonna fuck her ass, Jason?” he groaned. “Shit, you’re still hard?”
“Guess this is just that exciting,” I said, rubbing my cock in circles about her wrinkled asshole. It felt so exciting on the sensitive crown of my dick. I just wanted to sodomise Mrs. Goodall so badly.
Mrs. Goodall groaned about Daniel ‘s cock. She wiggled her hips as her anal ring expanded. I watched her brown sphincter stretch and stretch to engulf the crown of my dick. Velvety pleasure shot down my shaft as I entered her asshole. I pushed deeper and deeper into her bowels, enjoying the feel of her sheath swallowing more and more of my cock.
It felt incredible. Pleasure spilled through my body. My back arched as I sank deeper and deeper into her. In moments, my crotch pressed against her rump. My balls rested against her buttocks, feeling the wet curls of her bush.
I was in her asshole.
“Damn, Jason,” Peter said as he pulled his cock out of Mrs. Stead’s mouth. His freckled face was flushed from his orgasm. He sank down on his ass, shaking his head. “You’re just going to town on her asshole.”
“Ooh, Jason you’re so lucky,” Mrs. Stead said, her voice thick. Cum and drool ran down her chin and stained her lips. “That looks like it feels so good.”
“She must love it, Mrs. Stead,” panted Daniel, ” because she’s sucking the cum out of my balls. Fuck, I’m going to bust a nut in Mrs. Goodall’s’ mouth, Jason.”
“She wants it,” I growled, drawing back my hips, sliding my dick through Mrs. Goodall’s bowels. “Fuck, Mrs. Goodall, your asshole is just such a tight delight.”
Her bowels squeezed down on my dick, the only way she could communicate to me right now, as I rammed into her. It felt incredible. Pleasure surged down my shaft. My balls smacked into her flesh. My hands tight on her hips, my back arching as the bliss flowed through me.
Mrs. Stead stared at me, then she turned around and, without even being told, the slut-mother engulfed Paul’s softening cock, sucking off her own pussy juices.
Paul groaned, his hand pushing his glasses up his bold nose. Pleasure crossed his face as he stared down at his mommy-slut in awe. Her cheeks hollowed as she cleaned him. My own dick throbbed at the hot sight.
She wiggled her hips, her bowels stirring around my dick reaming her hole. Pleasure surged through me. Every guy needed to fuck Mrs. Goodall. My hips pumped so hard, making her moan about Daniel ‘s dick which was still in her mouth.
“Mmm, you’re fucking her so hard,” Mrs. Stead said, finished cleaning her son’s dick. She watched me with sparkling, blue eyes, a lush smile on her lips. “Fuck your Mrs. Goodall’s ass hard, Jason.”
“Yeah, with those big titties swaying,” Peter said.
“Uh-huh,” Paul groaned.
“Mmm, you like big tits?” Mrs. Stead asked her son.
“Yeah,” he nodded. Then he glanced down at her. “But your tits are great, too, Mom.”
She smiled at him, her body shuddering.
It made me throb hard. I slammed harder into Mrs. Goodall’s asshole. I had such power. I could make these women do anything. An idea popped into my head as I buggered Mrs. Goodall’s bowels with all my might, my balls smacking into her taint.
“Mrs. Stead, get over here and lick my Mrs. Goodall’s cunt. Slut-mommies love pussy almost as much as cocks.”
I groaned through the sensation, plunging my cock so hard and deep into Mrs. Goodall’s bowels.
“Oh, yeah, Mom, lick her pussy,” groaned Paul as his mother moved towards us.
“Mmm, you like it when girls love other girls?” Mrs. Stead asked, her blonde hair spilling about her face as she crawled across the floor of Paul’s room.
“What guy doesn’t, mom?” Peter asked, watching with hungry eyes as the blonde slut moved behind me.
“We all do,” Daniel groaned. “Oh, fuck, Mrs. Goodall.. Oh, damn, that’s good. I’m going to flood your mouth.”
“Drown her in cum!” I groaned, the idea of Mrs. Goodall guzzling his cum only making me thrust harder into her bowels.
And then I felt Mrs. Stead nuzzling into Mrs. Goodall’s cunt. My balls brushed her forehead as Mrs. Goodall let out a wanton, muffled moan. I couldn’t see, but I knew Mrs. Stead was eating my cum out of Mrs. Goodall’ cunt.
My balls grew tighter and tighter. Mrs. Goodall moaned and shuddered. She squeezed her asshole down hard on my cock. I plowed into her anal sheath so hard, my orgasm building. I wanted to unload more and more of my cum in her.
Daniel grunted, his face contorting while I heard Mrs. Goodall swallowing over and over. She drank his cum while I fucked her asshole.
“You’re such a slut, Mrs. Goodall!” I screamed, ramming my dick so hard into her bowels, my hands gripping her asshole.
Daniel slumping to the floor, satiated for now. “I’m your slut, honey! Ooh, and Mrs. Stead. That feels so good. You’re licking my pussy. You’re licking Jason’s cum out of me! You’re a whore like me!”
The delight surged through me. The pleasure struck my balls. Her asshole massaged my dick, sucking at my cum boiling in my nuts. I groaned as my back arched. My cock erupted. Cum spurted into her hungry bowels.
Pleasure burst from my lips as the rapture shot through my body. Every eruption of my jizz gave me more and more pleasure. I was cumming in Mrs. Goodall’s asshole. I was using her, and she was loving it.
“You’re cumming in me!” she howled. “Oh! Oh, yes, yes, yes! That’s amazing!”
“Such a slut!” I growled, stars bursting across my vision as my dick fired its last burst of cum into her. I shuddered, my body buzzing with bliss.
“Uh-huh!” she panted. “Ooh, yes, yes, wiggle that tongue in my pussy and… Yes!”
Mrs. Goodall came. Her asshole spasmed harder about my dick, sending tingles rushing through my body. I sucked in breaths, growing dizzy as she stimulated my cock’s crown feeling hypersensitive after my orgasm.
I loved the feeling.
“We have to get Mrs Mitchell here,” Peter says.
Daniel lifted his head. “My mum, Yeah.”
I groaned as Mrs. Stead sucked my dirty cock clean of Mrs. Goodall’s asshole. She worked her mouth up and down my dick, her blue eyes sparkling as she stared up at me. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her hips wiggling as she pleasured me.
She didn’t care how nasty this was. She was a slut. And sluts sucked cocks clean.
I fumbled with my phone, navigating my phone book for Diane Mitchell’s number, Ginger had given me a whole list of useful numbers, I found her number and hit the call button. I held it to my ear, listening to it ring as Mrs. Stead engulfed more and more of my cock into her mouth.
The phone picked up. “Mrs. Mitchell?”
“Yes?” a woman answered. “Jason?”
“You need to come over to Mrs. Stead’s house right now,” I commanded.
“Yes,” she responded to my command. I was surprised it was so easy to command her.
“My nuts tightening. Mrs. Stead sucked cock like a pro. I could not hold back and shot my load of cum into her mouth.
“Yeah,” Daniel said, a smile crossing his face. “Damn, I’m going to fuck my mom.”
I picked up the phone called my own mother and ordered her to come to the Stead house.
“Mrs. Goodall, Mrs. Stead licked your cunt, return the favour.”
“Of course,” Mrs. Goodall moaned. “Mmm, she made me cum so hard. Of course I have to give her pleasure. Mrs. Goodall kissed Mrs. Steads tits and then lowered her face between her legs and made Mrs. Stead squeal as she started licking at her cunt!
The front door burst open downstairs. “Daniel hello? Where is everyone?”
“Up here, Mom!” Daniel said, a grin on his face.
I braced myself for making Mrs. Mitchell a slut. Footsteps echoed as Mrs. Mitchell raced up the stairs. Reaching the top, she hurried down the hallway and burst into view.
She froze, her hair spilling about her face. She was shorter than any of us, with a full body her breasts were large. But she had this flirty naughtiness about her, always a wicked smile on her face while her green eyes always twinkled like she was thinking something naughty.
“What is going–“
“You are a slut, Mrs. Mitchell!” I snarled, the pain stabbing into my brain. “You’re a mommy-whore that craves her son’s cock and all his friends’ cocks, too. You want my dick fucking you. Your pussy gets wet doing anything your son wants. Any sexual act. You don’t care what it is so long as it makes him or one of his friends happy.”
I looked at her eyes.
“You get off being used by your son and the rest of us!” I growled, “Now strip naked!”
“Yes!” she moaned and ripped off her blue-and-white-striped blouse.
Mrs Mitchell threw her blouse down to the ground. Her body quivered, her breasts constrained in a pale-yellow bra, a little bow between her two tits. Her hair spilled about her as she quivered, her hands reaching behind her. I stared as her breast came into sight her tits freckled like her face, her nipples hard. Pleasure shot into my mind. Such a rush of power, of lust, spilled through me.
I could do anything.
Mrs. Mitchell unsnapped the tight jean she wore.
I stared at her arse as she turned and bent over, a yellow thong vanishing between her butt-cheeks as she wiggled out of her jeans. My dick ached for her but I knew my mother was coming and I was saving myself for her. I wanted to fuck her cunt and ass.
“Jesus, Mom,” Daniel groaned, his dick so hard in his hand as his mother stripped before him.
“Mmm, getting turned on by your mommy-slut?” Mrs. Mitchell purred as she hooked the waistband of her thong.
“Yes!” he groaned as she shoved down her thong. The cloth popped out of her rump and revealing a shaved pussy, her labia peeking out pink from her flushed vulva. Her juices already formed, her pussy growing wet.
Just like I commanded.
I growled as I turned to face Mrs. Mitchell. “And you, ride your son’s cock hard, Mrs. Mitchell. Push him down and mount that cock!”
“Yes!” she moaned as hardly a tingle raced through my mind.
I loved it. I was in control of all the fun, the ringmaster directing all the delights. Mrs. Goodall and Mrs. Stead were now in 69 position licking each others cunts.
“Oh, fuck, yes! Daniel groaned as she impaled her cunt down on his dick. “Mom!”
My own mother hurried into the room, I ordered her to strip and she complied immediately.
It was the first time I had ever seen her naked, I grew a massive hard on at the sight of her.
I advanced on my mother, eager to enjoy my second ass of the morning. I loved my powers. I fell to my knees behind her, smacking that rump.
“Are you going to fuck my ass, Jason?” she moaned.
“Yes, I am,” I grinned. “What do you think about that?”
“I’m a mommy-slut who wants to please my son and his friends,” she moaned.
“Especially me,” I told her. “Me over anyone else.”
“Yes!” she gasped.
“Yes, yes, Jason, fuck my ass.”
“You’re another slut who’s learned she needs to be a whore for her son, too,” I groaned, bringing my cock to her butt-crack
Yes!” she moaned. “for you, Jason.”
I found her asshole She slid back up on my cock, her anal sphincter pressed against my dick. I groaned as her hot and hungry hole pushed against my dick. She whimpered and groaned. Her entire body shook. Then she gasped as her asshole spread around my shaft. She swallowed my tip into her velvety asshole.
“Yes!” I groaned and thrust in the rest of the way.
She felt even tighter than Mrs. Goodalls asshole. I buried to the hilt in her, my hands reaching around to grasp those small, firm tits of hers. I squeezed them while she howled out in rapture. Her back arched as she swiveled her hips, dancing her bowels around my cock.
I was distracted as the bedroom door burst open, it was Paul and Peters father Ian Stead, he looked angry at the scene before him.
I thought quickly “Mr. Stead, you are horny, strip naked and you want to have sex with all the women here.”
I glanced around the room, “fuck Mrs. Goodall first and Peter and Paul you fuck her as well.”
A thought came to me, “all three of you fuck her at the same time!”
“Mrs. Goodall, fuck them!”
Mrs. Goodall crawled across the room to Mr. Stead, he was removing his shirt and she unfastened his trousers, pulled them and his boxer shorts down and gave his dick a quick suck.
I was still banging in to my mother’s arse as I watched Mr. Stead lay on the floor, Mrs. Goodall knelt over him and eagerly lowered her wet pussy on to his cock. She bent herself forward and Peter knelt behind her and I watched as his dick disappeared in to her anus, the sight made me even more excited.
“Oh, yes, yes, you’re both in me!” she whimpered. “Oh, Peter, your cock is so huge in my ass! Paul stood in front of Mrs. Goodall and offered his cock to her mouth and she greedily took it. I could see her cheeks moving as she sucked him.
The three Stead men looked to be in heaven as they filled all her holes with their big cocks. I could her Mrs. Goodall moaning with the pleasure of three men having her at the same time.
I pulled out of my mother’s arse, rolled on to her back and hammered my dick into her soaking wet pussy.
I heard Daniel cry out as he shot a load of cum into his mother’s pussy.
” Oh Jason, I am coming,” my mother moaned and she climaxed on my dick driving me to a frenzy and I pumped my dick into her hard shooting a load of cum into her.
“Oh, my god, Jason! I had no idea your cock was so good!” she moaned.”
I glanced over to Mrs. Goodall, Paul had shot a load of cum into her mouth and as he withdrew it trickled down her chin, Peter was shooting his load into her arse. Mrs. Goodall was moaning with the sensation and as Peter withdrew his dick from her Mr. Stead shot his semen into her cunt.
As Mrs. Goodall stood up I could see cum running from all of her holes.
I knew Mrs. Goodall and Mrs. Mitchell did not get on so for my own amusement I ordered “Mrs. Goodall and Mrs. Mitchell make love to each other and lick each others cunts clean!”
The two women wrapped their arms around each other and started to kiss.
“Mother make out with Mrs. Stead.”
The sight of the four women making out with each other was awesome Mrs. Goodall now had her head between Mrs. Mitchells legs licking and fingering her cunt, my own mother was moaning and panting as she made out with Mrs. Stead.
I looked at the clock beside Paul’s bed, it was only 12 noon, we had the full afternoon ahead of us fucking with these sluts.
I knew I would be fucking Mrs. Goodall and Mrs. Stead in every hole for the next seven days because I had made them sluts eager to be fucked and I had at least seven other eager friends lined up to give them a good fucking and they were willing to pay me for the pleasure of fucking them. And the next seven nights were for me to enjoy my own mummy slut.
