Neighbor kids, part 4
What an afternoon in the woods and we had company!
What an afternoon in the woods and we had company!
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Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 6 – Classes Begin Part 2
by Avatrek ([email protected])
As Ron, Ginny and Luna’s day went relatively well, Hermione’s had been nothing short of a disaster. Her first class had been double potions and after being stuck sitting with both Malfoy and Snape, she got caught by Professor Slughorn wearing a skirt two inches longer then the regulation size. As a punishment for such a major infraction, Hermione was subjected to a pubic spanking from the perverted Potions Master and a further detention the following weekend. If that wasn’t enough, she had to endure the entire class doing her best to not to knock Malfoy out for groping her. The only good thing about Hermione’s first day was that she was able to spot the first of four magical objects Dumbledore had sent her and her friends back in time to locate. The problem that she now faced as the first half of the first day came to a close and she and Harry met in the Great Hall for lunch, was that she now believed Malfoy had somehow already stolen the magical cauldron and had found some way to duplicate it and replace it without anyone knowing, including Slughorn.
“You’re sure that duplicate you made me will pass any inspection?” Malfoy asked Snape as they sat down together at the Slytherin table.
“Of course it will… As long as Slughorn doesn’t use any of the potions he brews in the fake he’ll never know.” Snape replied, reassuring a weary Malfoy that the cauldron he had faked with a replicating spell would not be detected so easily.
“And you’re sure the alterations I made to the potion will work?” Malfoy asked him sceptically.
“Yes… The change will be subtle, but the effect you’re going for will work. And just remember, you owe me, so you better make good on your promise to put in a good word with the Dark Lord.” Snape told Malfoy as he got up to leave.
“As long as you keep it safe under those enchantments you told me about, you’ll be in his good books.” Malfoy told him before slyly turning around to face an eavesdropping Harry and Hermione. “And what the hell do you two want? He said standing up and pulling out his wand too quickly for either Harry or Hermione to react to.
“Oh hi Professor!” Harry said out loud looking behind Malfoy to see Slughorn walking down the aisle towards them. Malfoy quickly put away his wand and left the two of them with a devilish little smirk.
“I wonder what he was grinning about? We now know that he plans to use that potion Slughorn brewed and that Snape’s holding the cauldron for him.” Hermione reasoned, downing the rest of her goblet of pumpkin juice in a single swig before standing up and making ready to go to her afternoon class with Harry. Ron soon joined them and as they walked down the hallway to their Muggle Studies class, Hermione suddenly felt a wave dizziness hit her.
“Are you alright Hermione?” Ron asked Hermione, as she stopped to regain her composure.
“Go ahead… I just need to use the bathroom really quick.” Hermione told them as a tingling ran through her body.
“Alright… but don’t be late again… You don’t need another detention.” Harry told Hermione before he and Ron continued on their way while Hermione walked towards the nearest bathroom.
‘FUCK FUCK FUCK!’ Hermione thought to herself as she turned on the nearest faucet and splashed her face with the cold water hoping to snap out of the dizziness and numbness that had spread throughout her body. Although she hoped that she was just being paranoid, Hermione knew what was happening. She had thought Malfoy had just pulled out his wand to curse her and Harry in the Great Hall, but in fact, had pulled it out to cast a non-verbal spell. Using his wand he had evidently used a switching spell to substitute her potion with the altered potion Slughorn had made. As the tingles ran through her body and a fuzzy warmth ran up her spine, Hermione’s worries and suspicions quickly melted away. With a wet white dress shirt and a new look on life, Hermione made her way to her Muggle Studies class.
As the transformation of the potion took its lasting effect on Hermione, Harry and Ron entered the Muggle Studies classroom to see a very interesting sight.
“Holy fuck… Look at all these Muggle nudie pictures all over the walls,” Ron said with awe as he looked around at all the pictures of attractive and very naked women. “But what is Playboy?” Ron asked Harry with intrigue as he stared at a magazine pinned to one of the walls.
“It’s a nudie magazine from the Muggle world and if my guess is right, our professor is a big fan.” Harry said with glee in his eyes, remembering the first time he stole one of his uncle’s magazines and masturbated to all the pretty naked ladies.
“Is that… No it can’t be… Harry, I think that’s my Dad!” Ron said to Harry as Ron looked up at the thin, slightly balding redheaded man writing something on the blackboard.
“Fuck me… I think it is… You never told me that your Dad taught at Hogwarts.” Harry said bewildered.
“I never knew… He never told me.” Ron replied, hardly believing his eyes as his own father turned to greet them.
“You must be Harry and Ron, our newest students at Hogwarts… I am Professor Weasley and I’ll be substituting for Professor Wilson while she takes her maternity leave.” Mr. Weasley told Harry and Ron as the rest of the students filed into the room. “Just between you and me, she got a little too frisky with a few too many of her fifth year students last year and ended up with a bun in the oven.” Mr. Weasley whispered to them, before he walked back up to the front of the room and greeted the rest of the class.
“Welcome back sixth years, to NEWT level Muggle Studies… I am Professor Weasley and I will be taking over for Professor Wilson while she takes her maternity leave…” Mr. Weasley told the entire class as Harry and Ron looked back to see both James and Sirius laughing. Harry quickly realized who the previous professor had been a little too familiar with last year and why both Sirius and James had taken Muggle Studies. On a second glance, Harry realized that that there wasn’t a single girl in the entire class and as Mr. Weasley started speaking again, Ron pointed out the same thing seconds later.
“Hey James… Why aren’t there any girls in this class?” Ron asked, as Mr. Weasley continued on without noticing.
“Well it was because Professor Wilson didn’t allow any girls in Muggle Studies, but now that she’s on maternity leave, I thought there would be at least a few. Judging from the setup here, I don’t think they’d find it anymore welcoming.” James told Ron and Harry, looking around at all the photos of naked ladies.
“I think Hermione may have a problem with my Dad’s obvious fixation with naked Muggle girls.” Ron said to Harry as they opened their Muggle Studies textbooks and quickly found out that they’d be partaking in Muggle photography lessons for the first few weeks of the school term.
“Ah… That’s why there are Muggle photographs all over the place… It doesn’t exactly explain why they’re all naked though, does it?” Harry said to Ron as Mr. Weasley asked for everyone’s attention.
“As you can see, we will be exploring the fascinating Muggle art of photography for the first month of the term. I can’t tell you how much I admire the Muggle photographers of Playboy for their truly inspiring work and that is why we will be focusing on the female form during our lessons.” Mr Weasley said, to the obvious elation of the entire class. “Unfortunately however, we do not have any female students with us today, so my call for a volunteer will be pointless…” He continued until abruptly interrupted by the entrance of the gorgeous and clearly flustered Hermione Granger.
“Uhhhh… Sorry Professor… I got held – wait… Mr. Weasley…?” Hermione said, astonished to see a far younger Mr. Weasley, while every boy in the class stared at her wet white dress shirt and her perky rosy nipples.
“Yes. Hermione Stranger, is it? I believe we’ve found our first volunteer, class.” Mr. Weasley replied looking elated, along with almost the entire class. “It’s either that or detention Hermione…?”
“Well I guess so…” Hermione replied looking un-phased as she looked around the room, first at all the photos of naked Muggles and then at the fact that she was the only girl in the entire class. “What would I have to do?” She went on, certain that the answer would be something perverted.
“Oh, nothing much. Just stand up her on this podium and look pretty.” Mr. Weasley responded, pointing down at a small inclined podium which he wanted Hermione to come and stand on. Hermione looked over at Ron and Harry quickly for some indication of what was coming, but they either had no clue or they didn’t want her to find out. As she slowly walked to the front of the class sporting her ridiculously short skirt, Hermione was certain every boy in the class was staring at her tight little ass with every step she took. As she passed the second last row of students, a tall blond Hufflepuff boy reached over and squeezed her ass quickly, causing Hermione to look over at the boy and give him a devilish smirk as the class cheered in approval. Normally Hermione would have turned around and hexed the pervert for squeezing her ass, but for some reason, the thought of being groped didn’t seem that offensive to her anymore. Before stepping on the podium, Hermione looked down the front row to see a laughing Draco Malfoy, clearly overjoyed at the fact that his plan had worked and Hermione had ingested the powerful love potion he had slipped her. As Hermione took the podium and got ready for her impending photo shoot, a twinge of horniness passed through her after seeing Malfoy.
“Excellent… As I was saying, we will be studying the erotic art of photography over the next month and as Hermione here has so graciously volunteered her services for the first class of the term, we will all spend the rest of the class taking photos of her while she removes her clothing.” Mr. Weasley told the class as Hermione turned around to look at the horny redheaded man she had always greatly respected.
“Did you just want to see me naked Professor?” Hermione smirked, quite certain that Mr. Weasley had always had a crush on her in her own time and even though he had never made a move on her, she knew his eyes were continually glued to her ass when no one was looking.
“Yes Hermione… That’s the spirit; let’s see that sexy little ass.” Mr. Weasley replied with eagerness before standing right behind her and grabbing the waistband of her tiny skirt. Hermione stood there, frozen in shock as Mr. Weasley slowly slid down her skirt and revealed to the class, her stunning, slightly red ass. “Now, since there are only enough cameras for half of the class, I will need you to pair up and begin taking photographs while Miss Stranger continues to disrobe.” Mr. Weasley said as he took off Hermione’s skirt and ran his tongue down Hermione’s thigh without anyone but Hermione knowing.
As the class picked up their cameras and started snapping pictures of Hermione’s slightly reddened ass, Ron and Harry were tempted to go up to Hermione and help her out of the situation she was in, but decided against it, knowing that their mission was too important to sacrifice over something so trivial and the fact that Hermione seemed to be enjoying herself. Standing beside the enthusiastic duo of Sirius and James, Ron and Harry started snapping pictures too, getting close-ups of Hermione’s fantastic ass.
“Remember class, these photos will be graded, so make sure you focus the lens and take into account the lighting of the room.” Mr. Weasley interjected as Harry and Ron looked through their Muggle Studies textbooks. Again, Dumbledore had scrawled a few helpful tips in the margins, and after Harry readjusted the lens, and took a few steps to the right, his and Ron’s pictures were far clearer and better shaded than anyone else’s. In truth however, both Harry and Ron had a hard time focusing on what they were doing as Hermione slowly removed her tiny green and black thong even before being told to do so to leave her bottom half completely exposed. Ron nearly dropped the camera as he ogled Hermione’s perfect little ass and felt a small bulge begin to form in his pants. Ron wasn’t the only one feeling tightness in their crotch area; almost every boy in the class, including the Professor, Mr. Weasley was suffering the same fate.
“This slut is hot!” James said out loud to Sirius as Hermione was directed to unbutton her dress shirt and turn around to show everyone her tight trimmed teenage pussy, fit body, immaculate perky breasts, small rosy nipples and a reddening face.
“Very well done Hermione… I think that will do unless you wish to get a few bonus marks for the lesson?” Mr. Weasley asked Hermione, taking a long hard look at her tight little ass and imagining what he would do to her if he had her all alone. Mr. Weasley may have been married, with three boys, including one that was only a few weeks old, but he couldn’t deny the temptation that he felt as he took in the naked beauty in front of him.
“Bonus marks?” Hermione asked interestedly, not caring in the slightest that several boys were now whistling at her and making some rude comments while she waited for a better explanation. Hermione may have been under the influence of the powerful love potion Malfoy had given her, but she could not pass up the opportunity of getting some bonus marks. Besides, as long as she was naked, she might as well score a few extra marks out of the entire ordeal.
“We will need a male volunteer and your consent as well.” Mr. Weasley replied, looking over at the eager boys standing on their desks, jumping up and down, shouting out to volunteer for whatever he had in mind.
“No one’s fucking me!” Hermione shouted out at the extremely eager boys, before turning around to look back at Mr. Weasley for a full explanation. The love potion that was impairing her sexual inhibitions, was also opening her mind to a whole new realm of possibilities when it came to using her sex appeal to get what she wanted. Simply giving it up to a random boy for nothing but a few marks wouldn’t be too smart, even though Hermione was already starting to fantasize about being stuffed from behind in front of everyone.
“Oh no, of course not… That kind of behaviour is against school regulations during class anyways… All I want is a little more variety in the photos Miss Stranger.” Mr. Weasley said, clearly not telling Hermione everything he had planned for her.
“It sounds like fun to me, but why does it have to be one of them… Can’t it be you?” Hermione suggested, really wanting those bonus marks and a chance to see Mr. Weasley’s cock. With almost every boy, including Malfoy with his hand in the air, basically bouncing on the spot, Mr. Weasley considered the proposition.
“I guess I should lead by example.” Mr. Weasley said with joy as all the boys collectively looked furious at the redheaded Muggle Studies Professor. Hermione looked down the first row at Malfoy and for a second had the urge to jump off the platform she was standing on and fuck his brains out, but before she could, Mr. Weasley had joined her and was taking off all his clothes. Had Hermione not been under the influence of the love potion and surrounded by a group of horny teenage boys in the year 1976, she would have thought this almost too weird to be true, but after seeing Mr. Weasley’s semi-hard shaft, any thoughts of awkwardness or embarrassment instantly disappeared. Mr. Weasley proceeded to order the disappointed teenage boys to take their pictures or face detention and before long, the cameras were snapping away and Hermione was placed in a number of odd positions for the photo shoot. One of which included her on her knees with one of her hands around her cock, not massaging it, only holding it. Mr. Weasley was fully hard now and was fantasizing about picking her up and slamming his shaft into her as hard as he could when he looked down at his watch and realized the class was just about over.
“Alright class… That will do it for today’s class… I think we should all give Hermione here a big round of applause before departing.” Mr. Weasley said as Hermione stood back up still holding onto his cock. As the class applauded and proceeded to put away their cameras, Hermione leaned towards Mr. Weasley and whispered something in his ear with her fingers still wrapped around his shaft.
“If you ever need me to give me some private lessons, I wouldn’t mind so much!” Hermione whispered seductively before letting him go and getting dressed.
With the first day over and Hermione under the influence of a powerful love potion that would at least last the entire year, Malfoy’s plan was coming to fruition and while Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Luna became distracted by the temptations around them, his diabolical plans were just beginning to unfold.
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GT the PT was feeling very optimistic!
It was a year since Tracey was last in the mood for being used as a sex doll – the time in between had seen her very depressed and very confused as to what she was and what she really wanted. Now she knew.
She wanted to be used as a sex doll!!
OK – where to from here?? Simple – go to the local bar dressed to kill, she thought. Someone will be interested.
Little did she know just HOW interested they would be!
Bobby Bright was now the local gang boss. No-one did anything in tbhis area without his OK.
When Tracey shimmied into the very bar where Bobby had stopped for a drink that Tuesday night, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt, braless halter top, Bobby nearly swallowed his ample tongue.
“Who the fuck is that?” he enquired of his lieutenant, Browny, the guy who knew every girl in the area.
“Err. I’ll go find out, Boss,” he said embarrassed.
He grabbed Tracey by the arm and dragged her over to BB’s private booth.
“Let go of me, you black cunt,” said Tracey, suddenly realising that she was surrounded by black people.
“Well,” said BB, “what have we got here – a white bitch with attitude! Strip her!!” he commanded.
Several sets of hands had her naked in less than 10 seconds, standing in front of BB.
“Nice tits. Nice shaved cunt. Turn her around.” He commanded.
She was turned back to him and forced to bend over.
“Nice arsehole,” said BB, “Sit her on my cock.”
“Get fucked you black fuckbrain,” said Tracey defiantly.
“Such racial prejudice,” replied BB, “We must be all together sister as one,” he said smirking.
BB pulled out his 12” night fighter and stroked it to make it hard. Tracey was grabbed by the arms, lifted in the air, and slowly lowered above his impressive prick.
“Make her wet hunny,” he told a girl next to him,”I don’t like dry pussy.”
Mart-Lou obliged – it was easy as the two guys had her legs well apart, held up in the air. She moved into position, grabbed Tracey’s inner thighs, and pushed her tongue into the open slit. It was not long before the slut in Tracey had her wet, juicing Mary-Lou’s lips with her cum. Mary-Lou couldn’t resist and rammed 2 fingers into Tracey’s arse, making her gasp and cum again.
“She likes it all, Boss,” exclaimed Mary-Lou.
“Bring her to me,” commanded BB.
The 2 guys who acted as cranes, lifted Tracey high above BB, holding her legs wide apart.
“Ready Boss?” asked one of them.
BB reached up to grab Tracey’s waist, then slowly forced her down onto his massive, rock hard prick. The head entered her pussy spreading her lips.
Tracey knew that she’d never had anything this big fuck her before, and she panicked and struggled to be free.
“Wriggle my little one,” encouraged BB, “ but it will do you no good. You are MINE!”
With that, he gripped her waist tight and rammed her onto his waiting prick.
She screamed and wriggled, but to no avail – he cock was inside her up to his balls, all 12 inches.
She struggled for breath; he squeezed her nipples as hard as he could; she screamed again; he slapped her hard across the face; she fell forward onto his chest; he smacked her arse cheeks as hard as he could.
Both were actually enjoying the experience!
“You cunt!” she said. “I CAN!” he retorted.
“You, slut, are my slave from now on. I can do whatever I want with you. Fuck you, kill you, sell you – whatever I choose. In fact, to prove my power over you, I will now allow six of my men, and four of my whores, to do whatever they want to you. THEN you will surrender to my every wish.”
“Please no,” she pleaded, “ Make me your special woman and I will make you so happy.”
“Take her,” he instructed to his lieutenant.
She was dragged away screaming and pleading.
The room she was taken to was huge and had rugs and mattresses, sofas and benches everywhere.
She was spreadeagled across a bench by 4 women. They hungrily made her naked and while 2 sucked her nipples, one sucked her pussy, whilst the fourth inserted 2 fingers into her anus, making her first scream, then cum loudly.
They took turns at sucking, fingering, licking and fisting her orifices and brutally squeezing her nipples. They made her scream with pain, with pleasure, made her cum, made her plead, especially when one fisted her cunt whilst another fisted her anus at the same time! This made her cum for many minutes and she squirted her cum everywhere, much to her own surprise, given the pain inflicted on her.
“She’s ready, Boss,” said the main female to BB.
“Good. Good.” Was all he said.
After a few thoughtful minutes, he said, “I don’t want you any more. You’re too easy. You’re a sexual animal, bitch. I have animals you will relate to.” With that he motioned to one of his men, who grabbed her and laid her across what looked like a padded bench. Her arse was stuck up in the air, with her pussy fully exposed and her anus winking for all to see.
“No fucking way, you motherfucker, “ she screamed.
Tracey knew she was helpless and her future looked grim. “Please Boss.” She pleaded. “I can be special for you.”
“Oh you’ll earn me enough to be a special slut,” he snickered.
She heard many excited voices; saw many faces moving around the room; heard some growls. Oh No! A VERY large German Shepherd dog was paraded around the room to the delight of the now 40 odd crowd of people.
Bruno was lead to her rear end. He soon sensed her pussy and began to lick in between her cheeks and into her arse. She whimpered, as his long, rough tongue entered her soft pussy lips, touching her clitty, making her cum immediately. The crowd sensed the action, as did Bruno, who mounted her back, his now uncased 9” hard dick luching forward towards its target. It touched her pussy lips, making her shriek, but not as much as when he missed and found her anal passage! To Bruno, it was all the same.
So he thrust forward, entering her anus with a ‘plop’, the thrusting in and out like a steam train, for several minutes, making Tracey scream, groan, moan and cum several times. She suddenly didn’t care – it felt fantastic!
That was until he shot his load, then forced his huge knot inside her, at which she passed out!
She came to with a male cock fucking her arse. “Suck this,” said another, pushing his hard dick into her mouth. Tracey was only just conscious realising she was NOT in control of her destiny any longer.
She was being used as a cheap whore – a situation she had fantasised that she would enjoy, but the reality was horribly different!
The guys both cum at the same time and were replaced by 2 more hungry sex driven men.
She was used and abused for four days, by at least twenty men and seven lesbian women, when she was dragged before BB, the “Boss”.
“You have been taught a lesson,” he said. “Your husband paid me ten thousand dollars for this service, because he knew that you were sex hungry. If you EVER are unfaithful to him, you belong to ME and I will whore you to the dirtiest, AIDS infected scumbags on this earth. Do you understand?” he asked her.
She said nothing and was slapped by BB’s lieutenant hard across the face.
“Yes!” she screamed, falling to the floor.
Some clothes were thrown on the floor in front of her; she was told to get dressed.
“Now fuck off – and fuck only your husband!” commanded the now echo of a voice.
She was pushed out of a door onto a side alley, actually feeling that she had escaped a worse fate.
“Hi Baby,” said a familiar voice. “ Ready to come home and be a good girl?”
… how good? Only time will tell! ….
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Kassidy gets to hang out with her big brother all weekend.
After seducing me our relationship goes to a whole nother level with help from my friends.
This is a short one that poped up all of a sudden
Hali has always been my crush, but I’ve controlled myself so to not ruin the relationship. Patience pays off and I get the girl of my dreams
Having fun with the nextdoor neighbour
I get with the boy of my dreams.
The continuing story of a 15yr old exploring her sexuality
This is my very first story so be gentle ;]
Amy could not believe her parents were taking her on a cruise for her 14th birthday. Days before they were scheduled to go, her Mom found out she had to cover for someone at work, or she would lose her job. Little did Amy realize what lessons her father was going to teach her.
A daughter learns to take care of her father
Once more, an idea I needed written down. No very much sex, but more on the relationship of the characters.
This is a re-uploaded first part. My original was Granted Power
This story is a harmless fantasy (with some truth elements) but it is certainly not for all tastes. If no don’t like it that’s fine, but please don’t get upset.
This is the first installment and more will follow about the twins’ adventures. Happy to take suggestions in the comments below about where the plot should lead…
What a Teenager does with mind control. P1. (repost)
BY ANDREAS2
Just a fantasy I’ve had for a while.
Wasn’t really sure how to begin the ‘obtaining’ of the powers, but that wasn’t really part of my fantasy, so I decided to write my real fantasy first and if I get good feedback make it into a bit of a series with a prequel etc.
So please rate and constructive criticism appreciated!
(Posting again because I accidently published it, was only meant to post it to my account as a final draft. Anyway this version contains grammatical fixes and slight errors with the story. Enjoy).
This secret was bursting to get out of me and I really needed to talk to someone about it. Brainstorm. Get some ideas of how to use it, how to abuse it. Man, the thoughts of what I could do were giving me so much excitement, I couldn’t sit still. Ok, I was showing off a bit by telling someone but what’s the point of having a power if you don’t share it with a mate? Besides, who wouldn’t want to be mates with someone who could get you laid with any girl or girls of your dreams?
Now I just needed to figure out whom to tell…took only a second to think about. Tom. I’ve always liked Tom, he’s a great bloke. He’s the kind of guy to keep the party going and just generally enlighten the mood and atmosphere. He never tells others anything and I always liked talking about shit to Tom, I mean about girls and stuff. I can’t really describe it but whenever Tom enters a conversation he keeps the vibe going. He was always a great bloke to have around.
I went to sleep with a plan formulating in my head for the next day of school. Well, I’d hardly call it a master plan, but a way to break it to Tom. I’ll just say, that although Tom is a bit of a party animal, smokes weed gets drunk when he can, he is still an innocent, sweet virgin who hasn’t gotten further than second base. Like I said, our group is rather innocent.
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I woke at 6am to my alarm. Normally I’d be pressing snooze over and over until it was 7.30, but today I was instantly wide awake and put my ‘plan’ into motion.
I got my mobile and dialled Tom’s number. I knew he’d be asleep but if I sounded urgent enough he’d listen.
“Hello…” What’d I say; half asleep.
“Yo Tom, sorry to wake you up, but I got something fucking awesome, so awesome you’d jizz in your pants if I told you. Look, can I pick you up and we go to school early?”
“What? Dude I’m in bed. Nothing can be more awesome than sleeping another hour.” He has no idea.
“Dude, look I’m dyyyying to tell someone. Or did you just want to meet at school?”
“Jeeeez man. You sound like a little kid who just got their first erection.” This was more awesome.
He continued, “Seriously though dude, did you like win tats-lotto or some shit? You sound reallllllly happy.”
“Better.”
“What? Better than winning 20 million dollars?” Ohhh yes.
“Yep.”
“No shit?”
“No shit. I’m sharing the holy grail with you mate.”
There was some silence then he said, “Pick me up at 7. Better be worth it!” then hung up.
“You have no idea.” I said aloud as I hung up and went downstairs for some breakfast.
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I picked Tom up and he immediately wanted to know the score. I told him to wait until we got to school; I couldn’t really talk and drive at the same time, well I can, just not about…you know, and it doesn’t set the right mood. My plan required us to be at school anyway. To pass the time we just put some AC/DC full blast until we got to school.
Once there we unloaded our bags into our respective lockers, met in the study area, chose a small study room and closed the door. These rooms were sound proof because they were next to teachers offices and students could talk and study in them.
The school was basically empty because it was so early, only a few early-rising teachers were there, but they camped at their offices so there was no chance of being overheard.
“So Aaron, what’s the big thing that’s better than 20 million dollars?” He asked.
I looked at him funny. I didn’t know how to word this.
“Are you still a virgin Tom?”
Asking this was always a touchy topic for him. He hated to admit it; I think he was rather ashamed to be basically 18 and still a virgin.
“Yes…what you going to get me laid or something?” He sounded annoyed.
I realised that I’d struck a nerve. I instantly regretted asking it. It was hardly relevant anyway.
“Actually sorry, I didn’t really mean to ask that. I was just wondering in my head if you were a virgin still and it just came out-”
He interrupted, “Dude it’s cool, go on.”
“Right. Well, we can change that. But I’ll just tell you what I wanted to say. Man I’m finding this hard to word. Now I know you’re gonna say that you don’t believe me blah blah blah, I certainly wouldn’t believe me either. But I’m just saying that what I’m gonna tell you is gonna sound fucked up and like total BS. You’ll think I’m nuts.”
I paused to let him process all that.
“Right OK. Go on.”
I took a big breathe and then I suddenly decided that I couldn’t be fucked breaking it him slowly. Better to just get it out there.
“I can control girls. Everything. Their thoughts, feelings, desires. Anything about them.”
He blinked slowly. “What?”
“You heard me. I can basically control a girl like controlling a SIMS character, like a puppet.”
He was silent for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.
I kept looking at him seriously, unappreciative of the laughing.
He noticed my sternness and stopped. “You’re serious?”
“Dead serious.”
“So you can make a girl do anything you want?”
“Yep.”
He smirked at that and said, “Well you’re right. I’m gonna need some proof.”
I was expecting him to say that. “Fair enough. Tom look out the window, into the hall. You see her?”
“Britt yeah?”
“Yeah. Would you like to lose your virginity to her? Would you like me to make her your girlfriend? Or would you simply like me to make her strip off right there so you’ll believe me?”
Tom stared at me wide eyed. I knew why. Brittany, aka Britt, was one of the hottest girls in our year level. She wasn’t part of our group, and I barely knew her, but smoking hot she was! She was part of the athletics team and was a championship runner. Her being there was no coincidence. I know she comes to school early to do work; I come to school early myself a bit and she’s always there. A lay with her wouldn’t be denied by any sane, straight man. Just the thought of her tanned, long, fit legs wrapped around you….Fuck! I was getting aroused. Stop thinking about her no stop! Shit, she’s looking at me. I’ve put some thoughts into her head. Calm down, calm down. I’ve just made her a bit horny. Bloody hell, I’m going to have to control myself better. If I got too horny I reckon every girl in a miles radius would be on top of me. I made a mental note to practice stopping my subconscious thoughts about people being transmitted to them.
Tom hadn’t noticed though, which was good, I’d rather explain the details of the power later. For now I just wanted to keep it simple. I was still eagerly waiting to hear Tom’s response, so I was looking at him. He just kept staring at me, still wide eyed, and then would glance at Britt. I think he was half expecting to wake up and find out it was a dream, or me to burst out laughing and say ‘had you going there Tom didn’t I?’ Hell, I don’t blame him; I still can’t believe it myself.
Eventually, he laughed a little, breaking the silence.
“Alright Mr. Mind-controller. Do it.” It was clear he wasn’t convinced, and thought I was nuts.
“What?”
“Make her strip off right there.”
I thought for a second but decided for obvious reasons it would draw too much attention, not to mention that it would be dog to her. I mean, controlling a girl’s desires for you without them knowing is bad, but they don’t know it, so it’s not so bad, but ruining their life…another story.
“I could do that, but she would get in trouble and I don’t want to drag too much attention yeah? But I’ll do this.”
I sent a little command and she reached under her school shirt and started unhinging her bra, which she placed on the table, then reached up her skirt and began sliding her panties down off her outstretched feet, placing these with her bra. I made her turn around and wink at us, for the icing on the cake.
Tom was flabbergasted; his jaw literally touched the ground.
“Satisfied?” I grinned.
With a quick mental push she picked her up underwear and strolled towards us, opening the door and throwing them on Toms lap.
“I thought you might like these.” She smiled at him, standing in front of him.
“Britt, your ears are now muted, and close the door.” I ordered. She obeyed.
“So man what do ya think?
“I…don’t…I can’t….what..are..you?”
To skip the freak-out part, I decided to quickly preoccupy him.
“Strip off, quickly” I commanded.
She immediately ripped her clothes off standing naked in front of us.
I got up and cupped one of her luscious tits in my hand, and slithered in her ear, just audible enough for Tom to hear.
“You will have an uncontrollable need to rip Tom’s clothes off and fuck him senseless or until you physically can’t anymore. I suggest in the corner there so teachers don’t see you.”
She immediately was grabbing at Tom’s clothes, unable to get them off fast enough, at the same time kissing him with Tom completely shocked at the whole situation. His face was priceless.
“Britt, when the bell goes, you will stop whatever you’re doing, get dressed here, go back to your desk where your books are, and then forget this ever happened. You will not remember a thing since you looked at me from your desk. Nod if you understand.” She looked at me and nodded, before swiftly returning to Tom.
I started walking out as I saw her mounting him on the ground, furiously grabbing at the belt to his pants.
I walked out and went next door to a teachers’ office. I told a female teacher to lock the study room for me, without looking inside. They are unlocked from the inside since it is a school, but I just wanted it locked for the benefit of Tom and his fuck buddy.
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I sat through my first two classes without really paying attention. Just hoping Tom would accept everything, and that he enjoyed himself. I’d find out soon enough at recess.
Eventually the bell rang and I put my books away and grabbed some food. I was on my way to our group’s turf before I got winded by a stray fist, dropping my food as I hunched over, before I got gripped in a tight head lock. I must say I was caught completely off guard.
“Start talking.” Tom said. After I recover I knew I could overpower him, but I decided to let him keep me in his grip to let him feel better.
“Tom, Chill. I got this…power..ability or whatever you want to call it on the weekend, I don’t know how or why.” I wheezed.
“I found out by just wishing mum to do something for me, like make me a smoothie, to give me 50 bucks, and she actually would, which she would never do. I thought she was sucking up to me or something, but I noticed something was odd cause she started complaining to me that she was missing money and that I was leaving smoothie ingredients out on the table, like she had no memory of doing it.” He eased up on his grip so I pushed his arms off me, standing back up.
“I also noticed that whenever I thought about any girl sexually they would look at me funny and most would blush. I soon discovered I could influence girl’s feelings by like simply feeling anything about them, thinking about anything that was about them. But if I simply focused I could control them like a puppet, and I could decide whether or not they remembered anything.”
There was a pause as he processed this.
“So you basically can control woman’s minds?” He asked
“Basically, yeah.”
After a bit of a pause, I asked. “So dude, what do you think?”
He seemed to have regained some composure. “Un-fuck-ing-be-liev-a-ble. What is this shit?” He stared at me with disbelief. He seemed genuinely frightened of me and shocked at the same time. It was quite confronting seeing your best mate look at you like that.
“Dude relax I’m on your side…” I trailed off as he began laughing his head off, slapping me on the back.
“Man dude, that is so fucking awesome! Have you told anyone else?” He asked sternly.
“Nah man, you’re the first one, probably won’t tell anyone else, at least for a while.”
He smiled. “That means a lot man. You must trust me a bunch. We’re going to have so much fucking fun with this. I must admit, when you told me about this last night…I was thinking of all the things you could were going to say…this wasn’t like any of the scenarios I imagined!”
I laughed. “I don’t blame ya.”
“Man, I can’t believe it. I’m no longer a virgin, and I lost it to one of the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. It’s too much.” He smiled, looking away nostalgically.
“Keep it in your pants dude, before you knock someone over.” We both laughed, I continued, “We’ll talk about this later, but mate, you might want to call your parents and say you’re sleeping at mine tonight. It’s Friday, my parents aren’t home and my sisters are overseas. Opportunity of a life time mate and we’re going to make the most of it.” I winked knowingly before heading back to the crowd, leaving him with a massive grin on his face.
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Throughout the day I proceeded to ask all the hot girls in our year level at school if they had anything on, demanding an honest response, and to all the ones that did, I told them to forget I said anything. But to the ones that were free, and were allowed to go out and stay the night at other people’s houses, I asked them to come to my house after school for a pool party, and if it was going to be a problem to their parents if they said they were staying at my house, I asked them to lie to them about where they were staying.
I compiled a list of everyone who could come and then just waited out the day with great anticipation.
Finally school ended and I dashed to my locker, packed my bag and met up with Tom. Normally we’d have a chat with the crowd but we had a bit of preparation to do. We headed to the car and I roared the engine to life and drove off.
“So, who’d you invite?” He asked.
“Girls I’d only rate 8 or higher, and they had to have nothing on and be able to lie to their parents that they were staying the night elsewhere.”
“Fuck, you did your homework. Give me some names.”
“Nah wasn’t hard man. I just asked them and if they couldn’t I told them to forget all that I said. Dude it’s going to be weird. I’ve got like 5 girls from our group going, yes, our sweet little innocent group and about 10 to 15 other girls from random other groups, like half a probably virgins half a probably sluts.”
“Should be interesting.” Tom grinned.
About half-way home he pointed to the side of the road, “Hey dude, pull over here. Gotta buy some shit.”
“Some grog yeah?”
“Yeah and some protection.” He winked knowingly.
“Shotty alcohol.”
“Meh, I’ll use self-checkout.”
“Smart. You’d be judged heavily if you bought like 10 packs in one hit.” I laughed.
“Hehe true.” He grinned.
We arrived back at the car with our respective supplies and resumed the trip home.
Once home, we got changed and waited.
Tom broke the silence, “Dude, do you reckon after tonight, you could do me a favour?”
“Anything man.”
He paused for a second, then said, “Make Kara my girlfriend, and only change her desires for sex; to be the same as mine.”
Kara was a smoking hot girl from our group, very nice girl. Although she was probably a 9.5 in terms of the body, she isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed and I couldn’t imagine having any intelligible conversations with her, and Tom was smarter than me. Each to his own, I suppose.
“Sure man, easy as pie.”
He smiled at me in appreciation.
“But if you’re going out, I can’t let you join me and my endeavours as that is…well, it’s unethical.”
“Dude, everything we’re doing here is ‘unethical’.”
“Yeah I guess you’re right. I can’t really talk. Well it’s unethical but as long as their minds are kept clean, I think it’s ok. But I still don’t like the idea of cheating on girlfriends, mind power or not.”
Tom nodded, even though I was aware he didn’t agree, I was letting him know I wasn’t going to be supporting it if he was. I had such strong views because this girl, Ashley, whom I lost my virginity to, cheated on me, and it hurt, a lot, and he knew this.
The intercom sounded.
“And so it begins.” I said, smiling widely, as I went to the intercom to let them in.
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Eventually all the girls were in the house; all that said would come came, about 15. Now they were just talking to each other like it was any other normal day. The fact that Tom and I were the only guys didn’t bother anyone the slightest, not even the fact that quite a few of them barely knew us at all.
However, this ‘chatting’ was not really what I had in mind.
“Want to go for a swim everyone?” I shouted above the conversations.
Based on all the ‘yes’ answers I heard, it was a dumbass question.
“Only downside is that some forgot their bathes, but they don’t really care, so they’re skinny dipping! Just so no one is singled out; I think it would be only fair that we all skinny dipped.”
Everyone was all too happy to agree with me, even heard a few ‘that’s an upside not a downside’ comments. Everyone started stripping off, throwing their clothes down and heading towards our heated, indoor pool. I waited by the pool door as I watched the 15 smoking hot chicks walk past me, naked as the day they were born. What was really funny was that none seemed to notice they were naked. They just kept talking to each other like it the most normal thing in the world, some just commenting on each other’s bodies, and some simply saying that it was a bit cold. I’d have to look into that later, but right now I was as hard as I was ever going to be.
I started taking my shorts off as Tom pulled me to the side.
“Hey dude, do you reckon you could just do the girlfriend thing now, and I take her upstairs for the night?”
“Umm I guess. Not interested in the group?” I asked.
“Nah man, I just, look, I really like Kara. I’ve liked her for ages. So I really just want to be with her, I don’t want to screw others in front of her, mind spell or not.”
I sighed, “I guess man, you could of told me and I would of brought another dude to share these girls with.”
“Yeah, sorry man, I should’ve told you not to invite Kara.”
I was pissed but I didn’t show it, “Well ok, but remember if I do this you can’t join me as long as you’re going out with Kara.”
“Yeah I know dude.”
I called for Kara just as everyone started jumping in the pool. She approached us with her nice luscious tits bouncing as she came to us.
“What’s up?” She asked.
“Everything I told you about coming to my house, all commands and parameters, you can forget. You’re now Tom’s girlfriend, you’ve always had a crush on him and now you’ve just said yes to him asking you out. You’re excited about it and will do your best to make it work out, and you will always be happy to have sex with Tom. Tonight you want to consummate your relationship. You will forget that I talked to you about this and you will think that Tom and you both asked me if you could use my house while it was empty. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded. “Thanks for letting us come here Aaron.”
She then suddenly looked at the pool with all the naked girls jumping around, and then at herself. She reached up and covered her tits and pussy.
“What…why am I naked?” She gasped.
“Oh yeah, you will not remember any other girls being here once you leave the house. You will not realise you are naked until you are upstairs with Tom, and you will think he undressed you. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded. Tom smiled and said, “Let’s go upstairs babes.”
“Sure.” She smiled back at Tom.
I whispered to Tom, “Just giving her enough parameters of programming so she doesn’t wonder anything.”
“It’s all good mate, I understand.” He responded.
“Make sure to tell me if I forget anything, like if she finds something wrong. Remember, if I stuffed anything up I can just undo anything, no permanent damage done.”
“Thanks man. I’ll keep it in mind.”
Tom took hold her firm ass as they hobbled around the pool to go upstairs to the guest room.
I looked at the pool and looked at all the female bodies throwing beach balls around and splashing on each other. Even without Tom here, all I could say was, this was going to be one hell of a night.
I sat down in the spa and asked Alara, a short sexy girl, if she wanted to join me. She got out of the pool and jumped in the spa, and went to sit on my lap, facing me. I flipped her around so she would sit on me facing away, and as she descended down I lined up my already rock-solid cock so it would enter her. Slowly she a squatted down, I closed my eyes as I took in the feeling; her depths being stretched and her warmth enveloping my mate until I was fully buried inside her, a moan escaping her lips. For a few minutes we didn’t do anything, she was still quite content sitting still and I was simply admiring the view of all the beautiful bodies playing in the pool while I savoured the feeling if Alara’s hot love hole gripping my member. I reached over to the controls on the side of the spa and turned ‘jets’ and ‘air bubbles’ on.
I decided I wanted to know what people were thinking of this party, I still didn’t fully understand the effects of my commands on people, just knew that they worked. So it was as good as an opportunity as any to ask Alara. I leaned her back and gripped her hips to hold her still.
“Hey Alara..”
“Yeah Aaron.”
“Why did you come to my house?”
“Because you invited me.”
“But you hardly know me.”
“I do now.”
“No you don’t, we hardly speak to each other.”
“Well I feel like I’ve known you for years. We should talk more often.”
“Ok, have you every skinny dipped with 15 girls and 1 guy before?”
“No.”
“Don’t you think it’s weird?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because you asked me to Aaron. Nothing is weird with you. I can do whatever I want when I’m with you, without any worries.”
Ok…I don’t remember commanding that, “Why is that?”
“I trust you.”
“Really why?”
“I don’t know, you just seem a very trustworthy person. I’ve never trusted anyone as much as I trust you.”
So, me commanding people…is it simply making them ‘trust’ me more than comprehension, more than anything, and that is why they do whatever I want?
“So if I asked you to jump off a bridge and kill yourself, would you do it?”
“Probably,” She turned back, looked at me and smiled, “But I know you’re joking.”
“Yeah you got me. Ok I have another question. When I asked you to come into the spa, did you actually want to?”
“Yeah of course.”
“Why didn’t you just come to me and talk to me yourself?”
“I don’t know. I was talking with some of the girls and you just seemed you were busy talking with Tom and Kara.”
“Oh ok. What about now?”
“Now?”
“Did you find any problem, or wonder even the slightest, when you sat down on my cock?”
“No, I was going to try to anyway, but then you took the lead. I’ve never felt hornier for someone in my life.”
“Thanks.” I smiled.
I glanced up as two more girls jumped into the spa. One was Lara and another was Shez. Lara was my dream girlfriend, something which I might make a reality later; she was smoking hot, really nice to everyone, and really smart. She was part of our group, very conservative, so she was probably still a virgin. Shez was best friends with Lara but they were exact opposites. She hung around with the jocks, bit of a slut, but still really hot and fairly nice.
“Bit cold in the pool is it?” I asked them, noticing their rock hard nipples.
“Nah.” Lara said. “Just wanted to join you guys and get in the spa.”
“Yeah, it’s a good temperature.” I said.
Wow, I’m talking in the spa with 2 girls that were naked…and just unbelievably hot…while my cock was buried in another. Wow.
“So Shez and Lara, are you guys having fun?”
“Yes!” They said simultaneously.
“Wow, you really are!” I smiled.
“I don’t know, I just feel like I can be myself here. and everyone else is saying it too. Do whatever I want, and be happy. I can’t explain it.” Lara said.
“Just gotta relax a bit. Do your own thing.” I said. Man I’m such a lying dog, “So you guys are ok with skinny dipping?”
“Yeah, I’ve always wanted to do it with heaps of people.” Shez said.
“What’s the problem Aaron?” Lara asked, “You seem bothered by something.”
“Yeah I am. I’m just worried a little…I don’t really know why you guys are acting so normal about everything, as if you’ve all come here tons of times. I feel like I forced the skinny dipping thing and the coming here in the first place thing on you. Do you feel that way?”
“No, Aaron. I don’t feel like I’ve been forced to do anything. I wanted to come here, and I did. We all did. I wanted to go skinny dipping. Trust me. Everyone is happy to be here. You’re right when you say that it seems like we’ve been here a lot, it sure feels like we have, but I know we haven’t. I feel like I could live here without a single care in the world.” Lara said, “So long as you’re happy with it.”
“Why would you want to keep me happy?”
“So you keep inviting us here!” She giggled.
“Well ok. I just don’t want anyone to feel like they’ve been forced to come here or do anything they don’t want to do.”
“Don’t worry. We’re all actually just talking about how awesome your house is and the pool” Lara said.
“Cool.” I smiled, “I will say, the pool is pretty nice, my parents did a good job designing it.”
I was more confused with those answers, but it was worth it knowing that all this seemed to make the girls happy, and they didn’t feel like they were being forced to do anything. My commands must have made them think everything I told them was their own ideas, their own thoughts. I wonder why…I’d figure it out later…for now…
I started moving Alara around my cock. “Let’s get to it.” I said.
“Finally! Thought you’d talk all day, no offense.” She replied, as she proceeded to begin bouncing up and down.
“None taken. Well now that I’ve done my host-duties, and I know everyone’s cool, I feel better.”
I groaned at the sensations and I reached around her and grabbed her tits, helping her up and down, “and now I feel a loot better.” I said.
“I do too.” She sighed.
I began matching her ascents and descents with my hips, thrusting into her as she came down, and pulling back down as she went up. I heard some splashing and looked around as I saw some other girls getting in the spa. Lara scooted next to me and grabbed me around the waist as a sign of ownership and another girl named Neha, a small beautifully tanned half Indian chick, came to my other side. I took my hands of Alara’s tits and looped them around Neha and Lara. Alara couldn’t keep her balance without my hands, so she leaned back and grabbed my thighs and grinded her hips in a circular motion around my cock, leaning her head back in pleasure, her long hair draping onto my ticklish chest. I looked around and saw that all the girls were in the spa, they all must have gotten sick of the pool or just wanted to join in, it was pretty cramped, some girls were sitting on each other’s laps. Other than the girls preoccupied with me, Alara, Lara and Neha, all the girls were talking among each other, just about school work and stuff, nothing in particular, but it was just weird because they were seemingly oblivious to me having sex right in front of them. I guess this was the same thing when I thought that they would think it would be weird to have 15 girls skinny dip with 1 guy.
All of a sudden Alara squealed, “I’m cumming!” and then I felt her pussy walls grip and squeeze my cock, pushing me to the painful edge of just about cumming too. I looked at Alara and she was just sitting on my cock very still, she wasn’t passed out, just in a daze. I noticed my hips were squirming underneath her, taking a mind of their own trying to get a few last pumps so I could get off, but I couldn’t get enough thrust. God, it was killing me sitting on the edge. I was suffering from a major case of blue balls; I needed to get off.
“Lara, get her off and finish me off would you? I’m just about to cum but she’s in fairy land.” I said.
“Let’s do it doggy.” She whispered, “It will be hot doing doggy in front of everyone, even only for a few seconds.” Well, she wasn’t wrong.
I sat up and heaved Alara off me, sitting her down where I was sitting, before standing up in the middle of spa. Lara had wasted no time and already had her hands on the edge of the spa, between the shoulders of two chicks, with her ass sticking up proudly above the water. She was looking at me eagerly, wiggling her ass at me. I gripped her hips and lined up my cock, and in one steady push was buried in her, she gasped and so did I. This was the fourth pussy I had ever been inside, including Alara’s, and my god, was it the tightest, and the best by far!
“You’re so fucking tight Lara. My god!” I looked around to see what others thought of what I said…and a couple doing it doggy style right in front of them (not that there is anything weird about that at all). A few were looking at us, just taking the view in as if were a TV show. Some were fingering themselves from what I could see, and another few were just talking to each other as if it were normal, same as before. I thought about how hot that made it; the normality of the situation to them just made it seem so sexy, especially the ones that had their eyes on us.
And with that thought I started giving Lara the root of a lifetime. I drove my cock all the way in, before pulling out so only the head was in, then rinsing and repeating. Lara was meeting my thrusts, pushing back on me every time I went in and then easing up as I pulled out. Each thrust was met with a loud slap as my hips crashed into hers, and my balls slapping her on the ass. The consistent splashing of the water was making it seem louder than it was. Lara was gasping and moaning softly, and I was too. The feeling of her pussy was just incredible; it was so hot, wet and just so fucking tight. I’d have to check my dick for carpet burns afterwards, it felt like there was too much friction. Too bad I was already at my peak, would have been a great one if it lasted. After about a minute in I came back to the feeling of being on the edge and before I warn her I gave it one last push I squirted my load inside her, holding her hips as close to me as I could while I emptied my payload into her.
Gasping and panting I pulled her back as I bent my knees to sit down. Since the was no room I ended up sitting on another chick, who happened to Shez, with Lara sitting on my lap, my deflating cock slowly easing out of her. Shez reached her hands around me and Lara and gripped Lara’s hips, pulling them as hard as she could towards herself. This prevented my deflating cock from leaving Lara’s womb, which would make me hard again in no time.
“I always imagined losing my virginity to doggy style. I don’t know why.” Lara said. I actually forgot about that, her hymen must have already been broken somehow.
“You should have told me you were a virgin! I wouldn’t have asked you to do that, I didn’t even make you cum.” I felt a little bad.
“Don’t worry Aaron, I could’ve said no. It’s not liked you raped me or anything.” Hm, I wonder if mind altering counts as rape, “And you didn’t make me cum because you’d been screwing Alara for ages.”
“I guess.” I said.
After a few minutes, a girl named Madison said, “I’m getting out now; chlorine is starting to dissolve me.”
“Yeah, me too.” Another said.
I decided I’d get out too.
“Towels are in the cupboard there if you forgot one.” I suggested, “Don’t leave the pool room wet, dry off here or in the bathroom. Just don’t want water getting in the house. It gets pretty slippery.”
I told asked Shez to let go of Lara so she could get off me, and she did with a plop as my dick popped out of her. It was already becoming hard again. I ascended out of the love-spa, grabbing a towel and drying myself off. A few decided to stay in the spa. I thought about telling everyone to stay naked, but it was a bit cold, so I didn’t bother. After getting dressed, I went into the back room with the alcohol, grabbing a beer and started pouring shots.
A few girls emerged, some with their clothes on, some with a towel around them and a couple had dried off but were still nude. One of the ones without clothes on was Britt, the same Britt who raped Tom.
“Aren’t you cold?” I asked her.
“A little bit, but I love being naked.” She smiled.
“Fair enough.” I laughed. Still don’t know why they love it here so much. I never issued a command saying ‘love my house and love being yourself when you’re here’.
“Anyways, who wants some shots?” I raised my voice so everyone could hear.
A few didn’t like alcohol that much, so they passed, but most were all over it.
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7 shots later, I was off my face. I had them way too quickly. Probably had them over the course of 15 minutes. Was not a good idea.
I stumbled around the room until I hit a couch and slumped on it. I was perfectly content resting there until I had a weird thought go through my head. Normally I’d think twice about it, but being drunk, you don’t tend to do that much thinking.
At the top of my voice, focusing as much as I could, I shouted.
“All of you come fuck the shit out of me!”
Silence filled the room as I noticed every female looking at me.
Realization slowly sunk in to the problem with what I just said, my smile slowly going down as I started to make a break for it. I only made about two meters closer to the door before I literally got spear tackled onto the ground, and about four girls jumping on top of me, winding me, and all their womanly flesh covering my mouth, removing any hope I had to make a break for it or reverse the command. I wasn’t strong enough to command them all off me at once without talking, and I yelled the command which makes it even harder to break. Being drunk didn’t help much either. A girl with a towel around her, called Maddy, jumped on top of me, to towel going up to her hips like a skirt, our privates making contact. I tried to push her off but she was gripping me tight. I glanced behind her and noticed about five girls charging like bulls towards us, before all of them leaping into the air to land on us. I screamed and instinctively reached and grabbed her back and ass firmly and flipped us around, almost simultaneously I felt the painful hit as all the girls crash landed onto my back, which also pushed also pushed our well-aligned genitals into each other, burying my already hard dick inside her. I gasped as I felt the pleasure of her hot, moist, velvety glove gripped me tight. Her towel had fallen off to the ground behind her, acting as a somewhat comfortable mat. I couldn’t move myself with all the weight on me so I put all my weight fall on her and just laid on top of her, probably not all that comfortable for her but it felt good to be pushed to the hilt inside her and held there. She grabbed my face and kissed me deeply. I don’t think it bothered her either.
The kiss was cut short as I was quickly pulled around by the strength of all the other girls, my dick slipping out to the fresh air again before almost immediately entering another girl’s warm tunnel. Three girls laid on my face, their mouthful sized tits being forced into my mouth as the culprit that had mounted me and proceeded to ‘fuck the shit out of me’. I couldn’t tell who it was cause her back was facing me while she bounced on top of my cock like there was no tomorrow. A couple more girls had managed to get underneath me and was pinning my body by wrapping their arms around my chest and their legs around my thighs and body, the shear heat of their pussys and the poking of their tits pushing against me all too apparent. I tried to reach and push the boobs away from my face so I could speak (and breath) but my hands had been pinned underneath some other girls, their ass facing me and them doing, what it felt like, furiously trying to push my fingers into their cunts; Wow, they were fucking my hands. The nipples in my face were brutally thrown into my mouth, as if I were a baby that wouldn’t shut up and they were giving me a suck toy, making the act of talking all the more difficult.
I rolled my eyes and gasped (through my nose) as the pussy gripping my cock pulsated as it continued to be furiously forced up and down my pole, faster than I had ever felt, nor thought was possible. I had a look and managed to see through the tits my face and saw the girl bouncing on my dick now had two girls were gripping her hips helping her go up and down faster, and another two had her arms and legs out stretched and were wiggling her sideways, left and right, as she went up and down. Oh my god, I wonder how many people have experienced that before.It felt fucking fantastic. Another two that were underneath my legs each had a testicle in their mouths, which felt mind-blowingly wonderful. My hands were being furiously pulled into girls cunts, as if it were a dick.
My entire body was being masturbated or fucked in some sort of way, if that makes sense. Every piece of my flesh was in contact with some feminine part. The pleasure I was feeling was just utterly overwhelming.
Since each girl wanted to obey my command of fucking me but the volumes of girls were preventing them, many were still jumping on my chest, furiously trying to get in contact with me, but many couldn’t since there wasn’t enough surface area of my body to touch them all. I had so many girls on top of me…and beneath me; it was like swimming in an ocean of naked woman. The sheer amount of sweaty bodily heat being emitted into the room was steaming the windows, not to mention the heat of all the bodies on me was adding to the already over-the-top sensations. Every now and then my dick would slip out of someone’s hole for a second before it quickly re-entered someone else’s warmness. Sometimes it would only last in someone’s hole for only a few seconds. It seemed there was massive competition going on for my pole.
So much weight was on me, I couldn’t get up nor see much of what was going on with so much flesh in my face. All I knew was that the sensations were pure bliss. I couldn’t even suck on the nipple that was stuck halfway down my throat because I couldn’t focus for than a few seconds; the pleasure was overloading my brain.
The tits in my face were suddenly being forced away towards my chest, the one in my mouth was removed and I took a huge breath as I was about to command them off me but I couldn’t as the tight, tanned ass that been pushing all the boobs away sat on me, the weight of the chick landing on my face. Noticing the tanned chick was short, I guessed it was Neha, the half Indian. She crossed her legs as tightly as she could around my head, forcing her cunt into my face. I couldn’t see anything, she was forcing it so hard into my face I couldn’t see barely anything, I could just feel and smell and taste her cunt right next to my mouth.
My concentration lapsed for a few seconds, the first signs of losing consciousness. The cunt in my face was preventing me from getting adequate oxygen; the overdose of alcohol also wasn’t helping. I knew that I’d have to terminate that command before I passed out or they could all potentially fuck me to death while I was unconscious. What a way to die. I tried to move my arm but they were still each stuck under a girls pussy, and my legs were out of the question with about five girls sitting on them and a couple of girls I was on top of had their legs wrapped around them.
I couldn’t move any part of my body.
I realized I was completely and utterly pinned by all the girls. I couldn’t speak and get them off with a girl’s legs wrapped around my face and my entire body was next to immovable. I was in a prison of pleasure and potential death awaited unless I could get up somehow. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, both sex adrenaline and the fear of imminent death adrenaline.
My orgasm was approaching but since I couldn’t speak I couldn’t really warn them. The inevitable happened and I started plastering the mystery rider’s vaginal walls with my jizz. I heard a faint scream saying, “He’s coming!” and then more girls started squealing saying they wanted some. I felt the screamer being pushed off while the hose was still pumping, and the girls squealing at, what I can assume, the final moments of my sprouting fountain. The next few minutes were a mystery to me as I lost myself in only what I could describe the best orgasm of my life.
As I came back from my high, I noticed that the girl that was on my right hand was gone now; my arm was completely free to move. Knowing it might be my only chance, I ignored the painful pleasures of the blowjob on my sensitive dick and reached to my left arm and pushed the girl off balance a ripped my left arm from beneath her and with all my strength pushed the girl off my face. I managed to prop myself up by my hands and wasted no time and screamed “Everyone go to sleep until I say wake up!”
All the girls passed out, landing on the ground, heads flopping over. The girl that was blowing my sensitive dick passed out with her mouth on my dick. I squealed in pain as her mouth relaxed and her teeth grazed my sensitive dick’s head. I slowly eased out of her and then just relaxed in the ocean of body heat. I had a think. Some commands seemed to just ‘command’ them, where others made them ‘trust’ me to the point of doing what I wanted. Like for example, my mum would forget she made a smoothie when I told her to, and I assumed this ‘fuck the shit out of me command’ was the same sort of thing, as well as when I told Kara to forget ‘everything’ I told her, she couldn’t put her finger on why she was naked. But before that when I told them to skinny dip, they did it as if they thought it was a great idea, not because I told them to. They wanted to do it. They remembered doing it. And then there’s the feelings transfer, like when I thought about Britt sexually, I transmitted my feelings to her somehow. Not only that, why did they like being around me so much? Why was skinny dipping so normal? Better yet, how did I get my abilities in the first place? So many questions, I’d have to figure out the extent of my abilities when I got the chance. Not long after concluding that, I just passed out on all the womanly bodies from mass sexual exhaustion and drunkenness. Sexy, hot, naked women make one hell of a bed.
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