The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Rick was enjoying a very strange dream.

He must have been asleep because next to him sat a beautiful brunette. Her slim form silhouetted against a deep blue light coming from the hall. Her face was turned away and she was sucking on a huge, long cock. Rick could see her tongue working around the massive organ as she sucked on it. Her other hand was slowly stroking Rick’s flaccid cock. Not surprisingly Rick’s cock started to enlarge. What was surprising was that it seemed to grow far past its normal size. Rick always had a pretty normal sized penis, but currently his erection must have measured 8 or 10 inches. The woman’s hand slid up and down its fat length as the cock lolled back and forth in her grip. The girth of his cock was now significantly larger; it seemed to be a wide around as a cucumber. The woman’s hand no longer encircled it. By the time it stopped growing is now giant cock must have lain all the way up his stomach, and it was as fat around as a beer can. The organ’s heavy weight flattened his cock slightly making it elliptical in shape. Rick watched in fascination as the hard organ pulsed with his own heartbeat and a drool of pre-cum oozed out of the head.

The woman moaned as the other cock began to tense and pulse in orgasm. Rick watched in fascination as the woman greedily swallowed what was obviously a copious volume of cum. Finally, satiated, she turned her attention to Rick. Stroking his absurdly large cock harder she leaned in close. Her hair surrounded his face, wrapping him in her spicy scent. His head spun with desire as she lightly brushed her lips against his cheek.

As if by magic she was gone but her scent still permeating the room. Rick became aware of his surroundings. His bedroom was awash with that deep blue light. His head spun like there were a hundred voices all talking at once.

“Get up.”

Rick didn’t know if he thought or heard the voice. He had been heading out for an evening with the boys. Funny, he didn’t remember anything he actually did while he was out. It must have been a wild night.

“We need you, Rick.”

That time Rick was sure. It was his sister Janet. Rick quickly rolled over. This movement elicited a wave of pleasure as his erection was twisted underneath him. He made his way to the door of his room. Rick moved as if in molasses his legs felt heavy and slow. He was dimly aware of others in his room but for some reason it didn’t seem to matter. If you were to ask him, Rick would say it was as if someone had a muffler in his head, his mind and body sort of out of sync.

Rick turned the corner into the short hall. In the kitchen stood Janet, technically his cousin, although she was really like his sister in most respects. There she is, thought Rick, now I’ll find out what’s wrong. Slowly Rick came to stand beside Janet. Whatever it was couldn’t have been that important, Janet just stood there ignoring him, staring into the other room.

Janet was younger than Rick, younger by a couple of years. Rick didn’t know exactly how old he was. He had shown up on the doorstep eleven years ago. He had very few memories of his past. He was the child of an uncle that nobody in the family seemed to really know. Apparently he and his wife had perished in a terrible incident and their will requested that Janet’s mother Laura take him in. She made Rick feel like one of the family. All this was flashing through Rick’s mind as he stood looking at Janet.

Janet had grown into a heart stopping beauty. Her long auburn hair framed her beautiful face. She had inherited her mothers startling green eyes. Those eyes stared into the blue light coming from the other room. Her body stood unnaturally still, her only movement a slight tremor. Janet was five foot seven and had the body of an athlete. As with most nights, she slept wearing a school tank top that just barely covered the top of her white cotton panties. As always, Rick admired the way it fit, clinging to her firm breasts. She breathed deeply, each breath pushing her hard nipples against the thin white material. Following the sleek line of her body Rick couldn’t help but admire her smooth muscular ass, and the way her trembling thighs left a little heart shaped opening at her pussy. Softly, Janet’s fingers brushed across her stomach. If he were thinking straight, Rick would have been alarmed. He would have noticed the look in her eyes the mix of abject terror and deep sexual arousal. But Rick soaked in his stepsister’s sexy body, aware only of his cock straining against his pants. He could smell Janet’s wet pussy as sexual tension permeated the air. As Rick became more aroused at the sight of her lean body Janet seemed to breathe even deeper, her nipples hardened even more against her top. She began to slowly clench her hands, her fingers dragging across her skin. Something was wrong with this, Rick knew that much. Unfortunately Rick just couldn’t seem to work it all out. Rick toyed with the idea of slipping in behind her sleek body and pressing his aching cock against her firm ass. Just then...

“The living room.”

There was that one voice, the one just a little bit louder than the rest. What was he doing standing here, gawking at his sister like this? It must be Laura calling him. He had to go see what was the matter. Funny though, it didn’t sound like Laura. Rick stepped into the living room. It was fairly large with a huge couch along one wall. Next to the couch, dividing the living area and the dining room was a love seat. Both faced the television sitting against the inside wall. Odd, thought Rick as he walked into the room, the patio doors are ajar. The room was filled with an intense blue light, must be the TV he thought. Rick saw Laura sitting on the couch, by the loveseat.

Laura was a vehicle dynamist for the Air Force Space Command; she was brilliant, to say the least. She must have just gotten home, having gone out with a couple of her friends from work tonight. Laura was almost forty but looked only in her late twenties. She was tall and sleek. Her constant military training gave her a spectacular physique. Laura’s broad shoulders accentuated her large round breasts. She had a flat, muscular stomach that widened out to full hips. Her ass and thighs were shapely and strong. Despite her luscious body her face was her best feature. Laura had long brown hair tied up in a neat ponytail. By far her most startling feature was her sensual green eyes. Her full red lips accented her high cheekbones. Tonight, Laura was wearing a mid thigh length black pinstripe skirt and a matching pinstripe jacket. The whole ensemble clung to her body showing off every one of her physical attributes. The jacket opened in such a way as to show off the curve of her impressive breasts. She must have gone out for drinks after work with some high-ranking officials. She always dressed like that when she wanted to impress the brass. On the weekends she pretty much lived in tee shirts, jeans and sweat pants. No matter what she wore, she was stunning.

Rick walked over to the loveseat and sat. It was only then that he noticed something odd. Laura sat upright on the couch but her eyes stared out into space and her head was tilted back. If he didn’t know better she appeared to be dreaming. He couldn’t help but let his eyes wander down the cleft of Laura’s cleavage. Rick pondered the situation for a moment maybe he could ask one of those people over there.

A jolt of realization shot through Rick. Holy Shit! There were other people here! In the room with him! Rick leapt out of the chair. Well, he tried to leap out of it anyway. His body just didn’t seem to agree with him. Panic swept across him his heart beat quicker. The voices in his head grew louder, more confusing. His vision began to tunnel, darkness moving in from the edges. His field of view went white. He couldn’t see! This scared Rick even more until his eyes re-focused. Before him stood a man. Rather than panic Rick felt calm, warm and relaxed. He felt a little like a fly in the spider’s web though, about to be eaten alive. Rick couldn’t move, he could just sit and watch. He wondered if this was how the fly felt just before it got eaten.

The stranger was a tall white man with short blond hair. He was skinny and wore white and brown robes. It made him look like a Buddhist monk, or some kind of cleric. Around his neck he wore a small pendant that looked to Rick like it might have be Celtic. His face would be considered anything but handsome. Large eyes dominated above a slim nose and somewhat pointed chin. Considering the circumstance, he was quite unremarkable.

“Hello Richard.”

As the man spoke, Rick realized that he recognized him. His head spun as waves of memories and emotions spread across him like a wave over the rocks. If only he could concentrate a little maybe he could make some sense out of this. As if in answer to his plight, the blue light began to lose intensity and the voices in his head seemed to leave one by one.

“I trust that is better. The neural block is uncomfortable for us as well, but it was necessary for everybody’s safety.” The stranger spoke, his voice both strange and familiar. “Please call me Jon.” Rick could begin to make out several figures standing in the shadows behind Jon. They were gray skinned creatures, about four and a half feet tall. The creatures seemed more like insects than human. They had thin bodies, large heads and black eyes, just like in those UFO TV shows. Their eyes were so black Rick was afraid to look directly into them. “Ah, I see you have noticed our benefactors. They aren’t what they may appear to be, they’re not aliens...exactly.” He paused to let their presence sink in. “They have been part of this planet for millennia. They are our fairies, our sylphs, our succubae, our gnomes; they are in every human culture’s folklore. They are all that stand between mankind and oblivion.” Two creatures moved a little more into the light. Rick could make out very fine features on their faces. A very small, flat nose began well beneath their insect like eyes. Below was a slit of a mouth, Rick would have sworn they were smiling. “They don’t have names as you understand, only beings. You’ll get used to it.”

Rick was able to do nothing but watch. His mind was screaming to run, but his body was unable to comply.

“You already know why we are here, you just do not realize it yet. I’ll give you the high points to jog your memory. After all, it has been over a decade.” Jon paused as if waiting for a cue. “You, my young friend, are an experiment, or rather the culmination of an experiment.” He waited again, letting each word sink in. “About a century ago our friends discovered that the human gene pool was dying as a result of our damage to the environment.” As Jon spoke it was as if he was awakening part of Rick’s brain “You differ genetically from most humans. This evening we have activated your genetic programming. From now on you are what we call a Breeder.” Jon waited as if expecting fanfare.

Rick was unsure of what to believe, or even think, “What does that mean?”

“As I already explained.” Jon went on taking his time. “The human gene pool will be dead in a decade or so, our friends have re-engineered the human gene. There are only a few hundred men like you; each spread around the globe. You are sexually superior to human males in every way imaginable.”

“I don’t know, I can imagine a few ways I’m not superior.” Rick interjected

“Ah, you will be, your body is changing even as we speak, it doesn’t happen over night but the changes will become apparent soon enough.”

Jon motioned to someone behind Rick.

“Let me give you a more graphic demonstration of what I’m talking about.”

A girl quietly stepped past Rick, a hint of perfume left in her wake. Another woman, dressed in an impossibly tight body suite was leading her. The leader was tall and slim with dark hair. Her skin looked like she just walked off a beach in southern Italy.

The girl she led was a curvaceous blonde in a tight dark mini. It looked like she should be out on the town dancing rather than in Rick’s living room. The skirt hugged the curve of her ass and really showed off her thighs. The top hung by spaghetti straps and showed off her full round breasts. Her blond hair, was pulled up and hung in curls around her face, making her look...

“Tracy?” The girl-next-door, well down the road anyway. Rick had a huge crush on Tracy throughout high school. He used to go out of his way for a glimpse of her. If he were really lucky she would be out sunbathing or jogging or roller-blading. But Tracy never wanted anything to do with a regular guy like Rick. She dated only the star athletes or the guys with money, usually guys with both.

The girl stopped in front of Jon, looking at him, yet not really seeing him. Her eyes were half shut, like she was barley awake.

Jon explained. “I thought you might appreciate the irony of bringing her.” Jon said with a grin. “How would you describe your relationship with here”

“I don’t even think she would give me the time of day.” Rick responded “can she hear me?”

“She is hearing only my voice right now, Tracy, be a good girl and turn your head so Rick can see what you have.”

Tracy turned, giving Rick a fine view of her large firm breasts shown off by the tight top. Behind her left ear was a small device, it looked like gray plastic and several blinking lights. It really looked like something from...

“Star Ship 7, yes, I know. Our diminutive friends thought it quite the joke.” The creatures were grinning in the shadows. “There are other more specialized and more discreet models. You will learn about them as you grow. The units amplify the mental abilities you already have dormant, and are now becoming active. This model gives me total control of Tracy; she will do anything I want of her. Let me demonstrate” Jon motioned toward Tracy. “I am controlling her thoughts. For her own safety, and yours, I’ll restrict her movements.”

Tracy sat down next to Rick. Her short dress just barely covered her crotch. Whatever she was doing this evening, she was out hunting for a big wallet with a man attached. As if in answer to his Rick’s train of thought; “Tracy, why don’t you tell us where you’ve been this evening?” Jon asked.

Tracy opened her eyes slightly. Her speech was as if she was heavily sedated, or drunk. “I was lookin’ for ‘nother man silly.” Tracy giggled. “The las’ one had los of money but his dick was teeny” She giggled again, demonstrating with a slow moving hand. “Y’see lately I’ve really really really wanted a huge cock.” Tracy again demonstrates moving her hands far apart to illustrate. “I dunno why...but really want a giant cock in my mffrm...hmmm...” Tracy dissolves back into her stupor, her hand slips across her breasts, each finger sliding over her hard nipple and onto her lap. Rick can’t help but stare.

“Let’s see what happens when I take off the mind block.” Jon says to Rick, although Rick is rather distracted by Tracy’s body at the moment.

Tracy shuddered and looked over at Rick. Her eyes grew wide with anger. “You? What the fuck is this, some kind of a joke? You are some fucking piece of shit Rick, quit fucking looking at my tits you perv.” She was ready to get up and leave when she looked around the room. “Oh my god! Holy shit! What the fuck is this?

In her terror Tracy tried to stand. When she found she couldn’t do so. She started screaming that they had all better get back, stay away. When screaming or escape didn’t work and she determined that nobody was physically hurting her she calmed down a bit.

“What the fuck is this Rick?” Her fear turning into anger. “And who the fuck is this freak show!”

Rather than wait for Rick to come up with an answer, Jon stepped forward.

Tracy turned to Jon, her eyes flashing with anger. “And just who the fuck are you?”

“Tracy...I think you should be quiet.” Jon said ominously.

“Fuck you! Nobody tells me what to do!” She screamed defiantly. But then, as if a tranquilizer dart hit her, she stopped and turned to Rick. Her eyes were drooping as she tried to speak. “Wha...no...what’s ha...noooo...” The words came in a slur as her eyes drooped. “Please don’t let them...” Her eyes closed and she slumped back onto the couch.

“ I planted a suggestion in her earlier to make her easier to handle.” Jon said. “Tracy?”

“Mmm Hmm?” She answered with a sloppy grin on her face.

“Tracy, I am going to release you. Up until now I’ve blocked the effects of the males and pheromones in the room on you. Rick, I think you’ll notice a very big difference.”

The other woman reached around from behind and removed the device from Tracy.

As soon as the device was disconnected Tracy shuddered and took a deep breath. Raising her head she took another deep breath. Rick could see a flush appear across her neck and chest. Tracy’s nipples hardened and pointed through the thin material of her dress. He was aware of her becoming aroused and he could smell her pussy getting wet. She opened her eyes and put her arms against the back and arm of the couch to steady herself. Her breathing was deep and her highly sexual state was apparent.

“What the fuck did you give me?” She asked. Her voice was a little husky and languorous, as if she had just finished a couple of martinis. “I don’t know what it was but I’m not letting you touch me, got it!”

“I won’t force you to do anything young lady” Jon answered her calmly. “But I’m afraid you’ll want to do more than touch in a minute or two.”

“OK, I know I’m fucked up, and whatever you did made horny as hell. But I still know what’s going on and no one’s getting near my pussy!” Tracy punctuated her resolve by defiantly crossing her legs. As she did, waves of pleasure crossed her body making her gasp. A small moan escaped her lips as her hands went to her thighs. “You know if you could bottle whatever you gave me you’d make a fortune, it feels so good.” Rick could see that Tracy was having trouble controlling herself as her hands slowly moved up and down her thighs.

“What Tracy is referring to is the high level of pheromones in the air tonight. They are helping to bring about the changes in you. Unfortunately they greatly affect the rest of us as well.”

The strange woman walked up as if on cue. Rick took a better look at her this time. She was a tall brunette with long hair. Her face was delicate highlighted by dark brown eyes and full lips. Her dark green suit appeared to be so tight and form fitting as to have been sprayed on but it appeared to be made of stretched leather of some sort. It showed off every inch of her athletic body from her very firm breasts and her taut torso to her shapely ass and legs. She smiled at Rick, then glanced over at Tracy. Kneeling, she reaching into Jon’s robes and pulled out a positively huge cock. Rick did a double take, Jon’s cock, even though still flaccid, was huge. It must have been nine inches long and very thick with dark veins raised all along it. The skin seemed translucent and damp. It almost looked like the penis of an animal rather than a man, its attachment area surrounded by thick veins. The organ looked huge sprouting from his skinny body. Rick shuddered, oddly repulsed, just to look at it.

The woman reached down and began to stroke it. The organ swelled in her hand, making it seem small by comparison. It looked so pale against her dark skin. She looked down at the thickening rod, knelt beside him and began to suck on the throbbing purple head.

Despite its ugly appearance the organ mesmerized Tracy. “Oh my god...it’s so big...it’s gross.” She seemed drawn toward the slowly lengthening organ. The thick rod twisted sickly to the side slightly as it grew.

The strange woman turned and smiled at Tracy. Still stroking the stiff penis she held it out toward the young girl. The appendage hung down slightly in an arc, twitching with his heartbeat.

“I don’t want to touch it...” Tracy said with a shiver. She was flushed, breaking out in a slight sweat. Despite her revulsion her eyes never left the pulsing organ.

The other woman shifted over closer to the short blonde girl. Never breaking eye contact the brunette slid her hand along Tracy’s thigh and under her short skirt. Slowly she pulled back letting her long manicured nails drag against the young blonde’s skin. Tracy moaned and rolled her eyes back from the sensation, her breathing rate increased. “Please don’t... don’t do that.” She said between breaths. Tracy’s eyes never left the giant cock.

The other woman, sensing the girl’s slipping resolve, slid her other hand up the entire length of Jon’s cock forcing a stream of fluid out of the opening at the end. She gently slid her lips around the large cock head, smearing her lips with the pre-cum. Her cheeks demonstrated that she was sucking hard on the organ while her hand moved up and down its length. She let go, the cock falling from her mouth with a loud suck. She stood, straddling Tracy’s legs, and leaned above her with a sensual grin on her face.

“What are you going to do to me?” Tracy asked, her face reflecting her almost orgasmic level of arousal and a deep fear of the other woman.

The other woman just smiled, her mouth still closed and licked her lips. Covering her tongue was the pre-cum she had sucked out of the foot long cock moments ago. A drop of the liquid remained in the corner of her mouth.

Tracy’s eyes widened in realization of what the woman wanted to do. “No fucking way, there’s no fucking way you’ll get that stuff past my lips!” Tracy said in a frightened voice.

Still smiling the other woman calmly reached down and started massaging Tracy’s pert nipple. Tracy, caught off guard, gasped and stared at the tall woman’s hand as it teased her erect nub. “Please... no...” Tracy begged as she began to pant, giving in to the sensation.

The other woman let a small quiet moan escape as she pinched and held Tracy’s erect nipple. “No...don’t...this doesn’t make sense...ugh...oh god, oh god...ayeeee!” Tracy moaned between gasps that developed into squeals of pleasure. Rick could feel that Tracy was edging on a climax.

Tracy reached up and grasped the back of the dominating woman’s neck and drew her down towards her. “Oh god... please...please give it to me...I need to taste it” Tracy gasped, unable to hold back any longer.

The brunette leaned in towards the pleading girl. A few inches above Tracy’s waiting lips she parted hers and let a string of cum drip into Tracy’s mouth. The blonde swallowed and licked her lips as the other woman kissed Tracy, forcing her tongue past the trembling girls willing lips. The women kissed for several seconds, Tracy began to moan in orgasm.

When the strange woman pulled back Tracy’s eyes followed her, filled with unimaginable lust. The woman turned to the huge cock in her hand and Tracy’s eyes locked on the organ. She slowly reached up to take the huge tool in her hand. The other woman stood and moved back into the shadows. Jon’s cock started to truly harden with the attention. Tracy began to slowly move her hand up and down the growing shaft. Her fingers weren’t quite long enough to circle Jon’s girth.

Even still slightly soft it had to be almost a foot long, and it was thick. Tracy stroked its length. A clear liquid slowly oozed from the end of his cock. Tracy slowed her hand and watched for a second then slid her tongue up the length of his shaft. “Mmm, it tastes so good, salty, the taste makes me feel warm, sexy...” Tracy gently took the head of Jon’s cock into her mouth, slowly sucking it in, taking almost half of the huge organ into her mouth. Jon hardened even more, the circumference of his rod growing.

“As your genetic alterations mature your pineal gland will release strong pheromones, and, when excited, your cock will exude an almost irresistible substance.” Jon paused and closed his eyes, obviously enjoying Tracy’s mouth. She was salivating heavily; Jon’s cock was slick with moisture. “They act to alter a woman’s sexual receptiveness and make her susceptible to the urges she may normally repress.” Jon groaned as Tracy shoved even more of his huge cock into her mouth, her hand pumping up and down its length. “To the female brain, the fluids are as pleasurable, and addictive, as heroin.

Tracy pulled his cock out of her mouth eliciting a loud wet slurp. It looked positively huge in her hand as she slid it along his wet length, saliva dripping off its length. She stared at it, fascinated as she slid her hand up the length; it was slick with her saliva and his juices. “This is all wrong...but it’s so big, and the taste...” She said, her voice growing husky as she stared at the organ. Jon grabbed the huge swollen cock. It must have been thirteen inches long and four or five inches around. And gently holding Tracy’s head he slid his swollen member back into her eager mouth.

She began sucking on him again while Jon continued. “The level of stimulant in here is so high I am barely able to control myself around your women.” Rick thought his use of the term ‘your women’ very strange. Jon gestured behind Rick. “You can see the effect on her even though she is barely conscious.” Rick looked over his shoulder. He enjoyed the sight of his delirious sister where he last saw her by the kitchen counter, her hands playing under her panties. “Or this one.” Jon added gesturing to Laura. She sat on the couch with her thighs pressed hard together, her body slowly rocking. Rick could see her hard nipples even through the material of her jacket. He became even hornier as he watched her lick her full lips.

Rick swung his head back as Jon let out a loud groan. Tracy was still sucking hard on his cock, its blue veins sticking out. Jon groaned again, the length of his cock stiffened as he began to cum. Tracy pulled on his cock with both hands. She moaned as an unstoppable wave of orgasms hit her. His first shot filled her mouth with cum. His second load hit, cum drooled down her chin. Jon seemed to climax for a minute or more Tracy swallowed most of his load, a few drools slipping past her lips. She collected them all with her fingers and licked them clean. She continued to suck on Jon’s slowly softening rod for several minutes. She seemed to slip into a daze, her head rolled back and she quietly moaned as her fingers slid into her wet pussy.

“Now that I’ve let some pressure off we should move to the next step” Jon said as he tucked his cock back into his robes. “I’m going to imprint Tracy to you, Rick”

“What does that mean exactly?”

“Tracy is going to be part of your cluster...think of her as a mate. Tracy, would you please kneel in front of Rick?”

Tracy stirred. She languorously crawled over to Rick, like a cat rising from a fire. Her expression was dreamy as she nestled between his thighs.

She turned and looked back at Jon, pulling her short skirt up to expose her firm, round ass. She slid her hand back to slowly stroke her pussy, spreading her moist lips. He obliged by kneeling behind her. His huge rod was softer, but still firm as he placed its massive head against her. He slowly slid the head between her stretched pussy lips. Tracy groaned, almost losing consciousness, at the sensation of his massive organ. She began undoing Rick’s pants, pulling his hard cock out of its confinement. She slowly began to sniff and lick Rick’s cock. Tasting the cum coating its head, slowly suckling on it. Rick noticed that his cock was indeed getting larger, and thicker. She closed her eyes as Jon began to slowly slide his length in and out of her.

“There’s another little thing you’ll learn.” Jon explained as he calmly spread her ass with his long fingers. “When you have direct sexual contact with a women you can actually alter her way of thinking, plant suggestions, change her whole outlook. Let me show you. I’ll release all control I have over her now, there’s not much she can do about it now.”

“How do you feel now Tracy?” Jon asked.

“Mmm, just fine, I feel wonderful” She said in a warm content voice. Then, as if she was clearing the fog from her mind. " Oh god Rick...don’t let him do this...” she moaned, overcome with pleasure. She tried to struggle against the orgasmic waves from giant horse like cock inside her. " OK, I know I was a shit to you...aaahhh...but please, not like this...fuck...I can feel him working on my mind...fuck...oh yes...please help me...it feels soooo good...”

Tracy moaned as Jon pulled his long cock out of her. Its head was all that remained in contact with her. He then began to slide his entire length back into the shivering girl. Tracy let out a long moan. She began to nuzzle Rick’s rock hard cock, licking up and down. “Please Rick...I’m not a slut...I just look out for myself...fuck this feels so good...I feel so strange...god I love your cock...Oh yeah, fuck me deep...I’m sorry Rick...I’m sorry I treated you so poorly...ah...”

Unable to control herself Tracy finally gave into the sensations that bombarded her. She started sliding back and forth along Jon’s hard pole, coating it with her juices. She humped faster and faster, her entire body shaking as she screamed with every move. “Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!” She held on to Rick’s cock mostly to keep herself steady, sucking on it when she could. Finally she rammed Jon’s cock as deep as it would go and let out a long wail, her entire body tensing and shaking as wave after wave of orgasm took her.

It took several minutes before Tracy was able to calm down. Slowly she pulled away from Jon. His long cock slid out trailing a gush of her fluid. She climbed up and straddled Rick, her wet pussy still dripping on him. Tracy leaned in to kiss him hard on the lips. She leaned back slightly, her eyes searching his. “I’ll be whatever you want, do whatever you want...I’m yours ...”