Control
Introduction:
The mother swooned with the realization she was mind-controlling her children. For the rest of the evening she teased her children with salacious thoughts, planting the seeds in their minds that she hoped would bloom as lust and desire to satisfy her lonely, love starved life.
But she didn’t want to leave her children until they were old enough to care for themselves. Rich was 19, becoming a man; tall, strong and as handsome as his father. In less than a year he would be on his own leaving her with just her daughter at home. Jenny was just 17 and blossoming into a stunningly pretty and sexy young woman. If one were to look at the Yearbook pictures of the mother, they would see the daughter.
It started as a long restless night in front of the TV, she was watching pay-per-view, a sex laden movie, something she did to remember the nights with her husband before the accident that left her a crippled widow. She had learned over time that her mind could control her feelings, could feed the lust she still felt and overcome the absence of physical touch and give her some erotic gratification. She learned that her sexuality was still alive and she could stimulate it by watching movies then succumb to the power of her mind to create fantasies.
The foreign movie was explicit, rich with strong sexual content that left her yearning for a sensual culmination. The plot was not of her normal preference but the story rolled smoothly and built naturally to the bonding of a brother and his sister. The story line made the situation between siblings seem natural, real, desirable. The caution the pair displayed at the beginning gradually evolved into a torrid exciting intimacy as they realized the attraction they felt for the other was mutual and deep.
That night she dreamed. She dreamed that her son was bedding her daughter and woke up to the after effects of a strong orgasm. She hadn’t touched herself but her mind was powerful enough to set a climax in motion. Awake and aware she shrank in shame from the dream but the image of her children in the act of coitus lingered enticingly in the shadows of her consciousness.
For days after the intense dream she watched her children acutely as they went about their lives. She noticed that they weren’t overly hostile toward the other, the care and loving they showed her was reflected in the way they acted with each other. Slowly over time her longing for intimacy and need for fulfillment caused a wickedly immoral idea to take seed. She began musing about Rich and Jenny actually having hot passionate sex and just her imagination caused her to reach a level of satisfaction she hadn’t long enjoyed. Over time the fantasy grew, a magnificent tree on the barren plains of her mind offering erotic comfort, a place to escape from the growing intensity of her own loneliness and despair.
It wasn’t long before the ‘what if’ fantasy was overshadowed by an ascending compulsion to have son and daughter carnally bonded. She dreamed often of increasingly erotic encounters between the two and each dream ended in a powerful climax. She had all the time in the world to envision a liaison between her children and the longer she thought about it the more powerful the desire became. It was during those moments of concentrated thought about her children she noticed subtle signs that what she was thinking was having an effect on Rich and Jenny.
The first time she noticed she was watching Jenny walk from her room in a short skirt and t-shirt; her legs were bare from feet to mid-thigh. She was thinking Jenny had nice legs and wondered if Rich ever looked at them. Just as she thought that her son looked up and said to Jenny “Wow girl, you have great legs.”
Surprised, she thought Jenny should like the compliment. As that rose in her mind the girl responded to her brother “You think so?” then turned her back to Rich and said “Look at them this way, nice?”
Rich returned “Yeah, nice and shapely, you got a sweet butt too.” He got a coy glance and a small smile of appreciation from his sister. The mother sat back and ran the short scene through her mind; the kids acted out and said what she was thinking at that moment. Coincidence?
The next time it happened was at the dinner table two nights later. She was watching Rich eat his dinner, his muscular arms flexing and moving just so as he cut the meat. She set her mind on seeing him without a shirt, asking silently if he had filled out as his father was. No sooner had the idea drifted into her mind Rich slopped a large dollop of gravy on his shirt. “Damn it, look at the mess” he grunted then pulled the shirt off and threw it to the floor. In moments the stunned mother was looking at her son’s upper body. He was broad shouldered, deep chested with a tuft of dark hair between his nipples. She turned to the girl and projected her next thought; Jenny would like her brother’s body. Jenny looked up at Rich and commented “Nice abs bro, I bet girls like being up close and personal with you.”
Awed at what was transpiring the mother tried one more thought. She willed her son to stand and show off for his sister. No sooner thought than done; Rich stood, faced Jenny and posed as he if were showing his muscles in a body building contest. He posed and flexed while Jenny watched amused, unruffled by her brother’s audacious display. The mother swooned with the realization she was mind-controlling her children. For the rest of the evening she teased her children with salacious thoughts, planting the seeds in their minds that she hoped would bloom as lust and desire for their sibling.
That night as she lay in the dark with her mind tumbling, she fantasized again about her Rich and his sister together. Not only did she fuel her desire she determined to find out how much she could will the two into doing. Could she radiate suggestions to the kids that would overcome the natural aversion that siblings have for each other? She projected into the night air focused thoughts that Jenny wanted Rich to seduce and fuck her. Minutes later she heard the muffled sounds of a girl in bed with busy hands. As she listened to Jenny masturbating her own libido sailed on another erotic journey. Was Jenny acting out her mother’s thoughts? Did her son pick up on the unvoiced desires from such a distance, did he sense her mind? She wasn’t sure but she wanted to find out. She formed an image in her head; Rich’s erection penetrating deep into his sister’s warm velvet cunt, she urged him to feel Jenny’s tender flesh surrounding the shaft of his cock. The mother experienced another sexual climax as she vividly sensed both her children in the act of self-satisfaction.
For the next few days whenever her boy and girl were in the same room together the atmosphere became soft and warm; cozy. Affected by their mother’s increasingly potent mind control, Rich and Jenny flirted covertly and subconsciously preened and displayed. They secretly admired the other while the mother overwhelmed their minds with compelling carnal desires.
It was a chilly Friday night and Rich and Jenny were idling time in the living room with her so she asked “Are you guys going out tonight?” As she asked she wished that they would defer a night out, to want to stay home.
Rich answered “Not tonight, I don’t have a date, there’s nothing to do.”
She looked at her daughter for confirmation and got a nod of agreement “The weather sucks mom.”
“Good” she beamed, “Jenny go pop some popcorn, let’s watch a movie. Rich let’s look at the pay-per-view channels, maybe there’s something interesting.”
Her mind was doing gymnastics trying to figure out how to get the two to watch the sibling romance movie. And that’s what is was, a romance, not a pointless sex flick. She acted as if she didn’t know what the content was as the title selections came up on screen.
“What’s that one?” she queried as Rich paused on the foreign movie.
Rich read aloud; “Us Against Them’ – A brother and sister bond together to defy the brutal and isolating social stigma of being the new kids in an elite small-town school. It’s a French movie.”
“Let’s try that.” She willed her children to watch the movie.
“It’s a foreign movie, the rating is NR but the details says strong sexual content and nudity, are you sure?”
She twisted her head and yelled into the kitchen “Hey Jenny, are you old enough to watch strong sexual content and nudity in a small-town school?”
Her daughter came into the room with a bowl of hot popcorn “Well, there is strong sexual content at our school every day. Some guys and girls can’t stay away from each other even in the few minutes between classes. The nudity hasn’t happened in the halls yet, but maybe the closets.” The three of them laughed lightly at the banter.
Satisfied that her thoughts were dominating she addressed the two “Then let’s see what this is about.”
Fifteen minutes into the movie it became obvious that the brother and sister were forming a close intimate alliance against the hostile in-crowd in the school. The scene was of the brother talking to his sister in her bedroom while she changed into a night gown. She didn’t seem at all perturbed or shy about stripping to her and panties then slipping a nightie down her arms and tugging it over her curves while he viewed the back of her tantalizing young body. That started the mother thinking that her own children would be more comfortable in their sleep wear. As this thought filled her mind Rich stood and said “Pause the movie, I’m going to change.”
Immediately Jenny voiced “Me too, it’s warm in here.” As son and daughter left to change she glowed with an inner satisfaction that she could so completely influence the two. Her stomach tickled deliciously as she anticipated the rest of the night.
When they came back the mother formed a picture in her head of her son sitting on one end of the sofa with Jenny on the other stretched out with her feet lying across Rich’s thighs. The two settled onto the couch, Rich on one end and after a few seconds of jostling around Jenny was lying on the cushions with her feet on her brother’s legs, her legs bare from maroon painted toes to mid-thigh. “Hand me the popcorn” she requested. Rich handed it to her and she nested the bowl directly in the junction of her legs, close enough that her brother could reach it too. When he dipped into the popcorn the bowl pressed down on her crotch, the movie resumed.
It was dark in his room; he was asleep when she crept in to talk to him. She got onto the bed over the covers and nudged him awake. The sister in the movie needed to share her intimate feelings with someone her own age and her brother was the only inoffensive teen she knew. He woke, they whispered, grew closer. Then as the night lengthened he urged her under the blankets. In moments underwear was being discarded as the two seduced each other. Up to that point the movie was full of innuendo and covert flirting but there was nothing subtle about the consummation of the sibling alliance on the TV.
She glanced at her boy and girl; they were focused intently on the pair in the movie. She mentally moved her son’s hand until he was caressing Jenny’s leg and was gratified when he did exactly that. She thought that Jenny should enjoy the contact then saw her daughter relax a little more into the cushion under her butt and straighten her leg ever so slightly. Rich tickled his sister’s skin just over the knee while the two on the screen huffed and panted their pleasure at discovering a new dimension of their relationship.
The mother was getting hotter, the movie was working on her but also were the perverse sexual thoughts rampaging in her head. The stronger her own feelings became the more effect she was having on Rich and Jenny. As the desires in her grew she noticed Rich stroking his sister’s leg from ankle to thigh and Jenny had increased the distance between her knees giving him more skin to touch.
She sat immobile in body but her mind was racing; she was radiating memories, images of her and her husband when they were young. Rich shuffled around until he was lying on the sofa, against the back of it. Jenny shifted and rolled to her side, to give him room so he was behind her. As they settled into the new positions his arm went around her stomach and he pulled her close. Jenny rocked her butt rubbing it delicately on her brother’s groin. The movement, the closeness, the acceptance of the intimate contact seemed natural, unconscious and desired by both. Jenny did not object to her brother’s body pressed against her, Rich did not recoil from his sister rubbing her ass on him as they focused on the television.
As the movie siblings got more involved his mother wondered if Rich had an erection. She couldn’t see, couldn’t check herself, so she got Jenny to do it for her. Jenny reached behind her casually and slipped a hand between them and felt the long hard extension of Rich’s body. She flexed her fingers over the sweatpants and gripped her brother’s hard-on then began to rub it lightly. The mother’s fingers tingled with warmth and she felt Rich convulse as Jenny played with his cock.
She thought back to the times when she and her husband would play with each other while lying like her kids were just then. As she remembered Rich eased his hand from Jenny’s stomach and slid it lower, past the hem of the short nightie then under the band of her panties and cupped the fresh young vagina. He began to slide his long finger through the lips of his sister’s sex while she increased the pressure on his erection. Jenny lifted her top leg and rested it on her brother’s giving him a better position for his hand. The mother could sense the increasing levels of sexual desire building in both her children. She felt the moment when Jenny no longer focused on the movie, but on the hand between her legs lightly pressuring her clitoris.
From playing with each other side by side her husband would move to the floor, turn her around so he was between her knees then put his mouth over her body and take her on flights of ecstasy with his tongue. As the memories flooded the mother’s mind Rich moved just as his father had done so many times and ended up on his knees in front of Jenny’s open legs. She lifted her butt so he could pull her panties off then settled back with her hips on the edge of the cushion.
The TV was forgotten. The movie had set the mood, the mother’s mind had set the two in motion, now all she had to do was sit back and watch her children as they fulfilled her fantasies.
Rich was licking his sister, she was rolling her hips, her stomach jumping with small contractions. The mother was feeling her husband eat her, turning her on to sensations and desire long missed. She was ready to let him in, to get him between her legs and fill her with his hard-throbbing erection. As her mind radiated her readiness to Jenny a small warning flickered through her thoughts so she questioned the girl telepathically, was she virgin? The idea formed immediately that her daughter was still chaste. She didn’t want this first experience to hurt the girl so she concentrated on a single idea. She projected to Jenny that Rich won’t hurt you. You will feel no pain when he enters your body.’ The suggestion focused with laser sharpness and accuracy on the girl and she felt when Jenny accepted that her brother’s large erection could not hurt her.
The mother liked sex with the man over her back so she silently instructed Jenny push him away then turn over on the cushion, offer him sex from behind. The sister urged Rich to lift his head from her then when he stood she pulled his sweatpants to the floor. She regarded his proud standing cock for a moment as if debating then turned her back to him and lay face down on the sofa, knees on the floor. Rich dropped to his knees and without hesitation put the swollen blue head of his hard-on against his sister’s pussy. He rubbed the end of it up and down her slit mixing their flowing juices. When the end of his cock was slick with body fluids the mother commanded her son to penetrate Jenny. Rich flexed his ass and pushed slowly, exquisitely into the girl until his balls mashed against her body. Jenny uttered a soft groan, dropped her head to the cushion she was lying on then smiled directly at her mother. Crippled mother and 18-year-old daughter locked eyes and shared the experience of the girl losing her virginity.
She watched as her son thrust in and pulled out of Jenny. His long thick erection so similar to his fathers was causing Jenny to pant and groan, she gripped the cushion in her hands as her brother fucked her. The mother’s mind was firing bullets of hot lust toward her children causing them to heat up even more. The pair were so impassioned, so turned on she could see how Jenny was dripping fluids, Rich’s balls were covered with the hot wet evidence of the girl’s pleasure. She wanted to hear how her daughter felt so she sent a message, ‘Say it, how does it feel?’
Jenny began to moan, then between ragged gasps for air she managed “Ohhhh! Rich don’t stop! Oh sweet heaven this feels good!”
‘Get naked; both of you then fuck her on the floor Rich’
Her son paused and slid his cock from his sister’s hot tenderness. He sat back then pulled his shirt off, revealing everything for the mother. Jenny slid wordlessly to her butt then raised her arms so Rich could pull her gown up and off. She could feel the upsurge of desire Rich experienced as he looked at his sexy nude sister. As the woman wished she could put her fingers around an erection again Jenny did just that. She gripped her brother’s hard-on then went to her back on the floor. Rich unfolded his long legs then rolled up and over her as she spread her thighs pulling him close by the handle between his legs.
The mother had her first orgasm when Rich pushed into Jenny again. The girl was rasping, moaning, her hips rolling with the rhythm of the long, deep penetration of her brother’s hard-on. Her children were lost in the feeling of uninhibited turbulent sex when she needed to hold Rich’s balls. Jenny reached between their slapping groins and cupped his large solid scrotum in her hand then massaged his nuts lightly while he continued to fuck her. The new contact caused Rich to groan his pleasure which caused his mother’s heart to thud even harder.
She was climbing to the peak of a second orgasm, she could feel it begin to boil in her loins, it would be strong. ‘Jenny! Roll him over! Sit on his lap, ride him!’
Waves of immense pleasure washed through her while the girl urged her sibling lover to roll to his back. She threw her legs across his lap, centered on the long hard pole then lowered her body onto him. Unbidden by his mother’s mind Rich reached up and covered Jenny’s bouncing breasts as she flexed her back, fucking him. The mother’s nipples stood like miniature erections from her own withered tits when Rich caressed Jenny’s. The orgasm in her loins boiled over. Waves of ecstasy overflowed from the cauldron of lust inside her and the mother flew from her useless body, floating on clouds of rapture, she was barely aware of Jenny’s cries of unfettered passion as she experienced her first heart stopping climax from her brother. The mother felt her womb grow warm as Rich fired heavy surges of heated cum into his sister.
All three were exhausted, the two teens lying on the floor side by side, him smiling broadly, she staring at the ceiling, wonderment danced in her wide-open eyes. The mother was huffing long gulps of cool air. Gradually Jenny sat up and looked at her brother from face to feet then returned her gaze to his half standing cock. She looked from her brother to her parent as she began to realize what she had just done. A surge of shame began to grow as she locked eyes with her mother but in an instant, she felt reassured that everything was alright, that fucking Rich was desirable and natural. The longer mother and daughter looked at each other the calmer the girl became until the glow of love and the afterglow of the strong orgasm reclaimed her feelings. She leaned to Rich and kissed him tenderly, lovingly and with a hint of things to come.
Rich didn’t feel regret or disgrace. He felt like he had just fucked the hottest girl on the planet and doing it while their parent watched caused him to enjoy screwing her even more. When Jenny kissed him his cock began to solidify for a second round. Brother and sister quickly started up another mountain of passion by making out on the rug in front of their chair bound parent. Naked bodies bonded, hands grasped and groped, fingers explored. Rich and Jenny were acting out the memories and thoughts projected by their mother. She was remembering the long exciting nights with her husband when they would fuck three or four times. Her mouth began to water as she remembered how his erection felt sliding over her tongue; she yearned to feel him penetrate her ass again. She set her mind to work sending the pent-up craving and desires as hot turbulent ideas to her children.
Later, when Rich entered his sister for the third time that evening the mother focused on a single thought; her mind massaged it, it grew from a fleeting idea to an overwhelming desire. She wanted a grandchild before she freed herself from her body. She pictured a fast-moving determined sperm cell swimming from the depths of Rich’s balls, blasting into the girl in a frenzy of ecstasy then migrate through Jenny’s womb, searching for a place to rest and complete the mission it was created for. It would be a boy, as strong and handsome as his father and grandfather. Her own children would raise him as a couple, bonded in life as she and her husband had been. There would be a girl born of the union between Rich and Jenny and in time she and her older brother would become the earthly vessels that would continue the unending love and lust their grandmother and grandfather felt for each other.
Her long absent husband appeared from a mist and reached for her hand. For the first time since the accident he stood with her as they waited for their grandson to begin. At the moment of conception, the mother left her mortal prison and joined her husband, they would be together again, through Rich and Jenny, the son and daughter, brother and sister, who were bonded as man and woman.
