The Eternal Quest of one Mindy Fuecher
Chapter 2
Brandy screamed in orgasm over and over as she writhed beneath him, struggling to get his cock even deeper into her sopping sex. Finally Min could take no more and stream after stream of hot cum hosed into the brunette hottie as her body shuddered with one final orgasm.
BZZZT! BZZZT! BZZT!
Min’s hand slammed down on the alarm clock, shutting it off. He sat up, the dream still vivid in his mind.
This will work so much better than hypnosis, he thought. I will induce a carnal urge that she can’t ignore, and I’ll be the only one there to satisfy it. Min headed for the shower with a grin on his face and a huge wet spot on his pajamas.
Min was half crazy with anticipation by the time his tutoring session with Brandy was at hand. He went to her room and turned on the device before knocking on the door, just to be sure she wouldn’t notice.
“Hi, Min,” she said, opening the door wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt. Even dressed like that, the brunette beauty was incredibly sexy. “C’mon in and have a seat.” He placed his backpack on the table with their books.
“So,” he began, “What is it we’re going over tonight?”
“Some Greek war thingy.” She said, sitting down. Min could already see a slight flush in her cheeks.
“Oh yes, the Peloponnesian War between Sparta and Athens.” He was growing excited himself.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Brandy squirmed a little in her seat.
“I guess we should start with an understanding of the Delian League...”
As he worked Brandy through the various things that eventually led the to war, and the three phases of the war, he saw her grow increasingly antsy in her chair. She kept squirming and more than once her hand disappeared under the table for a few minutes. Her flush grew deeper and there were moments her breath was ragged.
Min’s cock grew harder my the minute and before he was halfway through he realized he should have incorporated some sort of directional control on his device as it was spiking his libido along with hers.
No big deal, he thought, his fire would be quenched when he gave the sexy Brandy the fucking she would soon need.
“And in what is generally accepted as the third phase of the war, Sparta was supported by Persia, giving them the edge they needed to force Athens to surrender.” Min explained finding it harder and harder to give the history lessen the attention it deserved.
“So... ah... the Persians... ohh... were these the same Persians that were in... ungh... that movie?”
“Yes, that was a long time before this period, you should have already covered that war and the aftermath.”
“I guess... mmm... we did... I just... ah... forgot.” Her hand had been inside her sweatpants for several minutes at this point.
“Are you okay, Brandy? Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Mmmm... Huh? Do? No... maybe we should cut this short tonight. I’m feeling... not well, yeah, not well.”
Min wasn’t about to leave when the lithe brunette hottie was already at the boiling point. With a little encouragement he would be in like Flynn.
“I don’t know, you look... horny. Are you feeling horny, Brandy? I could help you with it. You look like you are masturbating. Would you like me to lick you? I bet my tongue would feel a lot better than your finger. Would you like that, Brandy? Would you like my tongue rubbing your hot little pussy?
“Mmmm... a tongue... ooh... that would feel... sooo... nice... aahh... wait, what? No, Min, I don’t want you to lick my pussy. You should leave now.” She said, reaching for her phone and dialing furiously.”
“Come on, Brandy, I’m just as horny as you,” Min unzipped his pants, “and look, I have a decent sized cock, eight inches long, pretty thick, and it’s really hard, just think how good it would feel inside you right now.”
“Ooh, it is pretty big... that would fill my... ungh... yearning pussy... so good... mmm... maybe... just... Ack! What am I thinking? No!” she shouted, trying to find the correct numbers on the pad, “Put that away and get out!” she finished dialing, “And don’t you dare tell anyone about this – not that they’d believe you anyway.” She murmured bringing the phone to her ear.
“Tad?... remember I told you never again in a million years?... Yeah, well time certainly flies, how soon can you get here?... Not fast enough... I don’t care who is with you, get your ass over here, I need a good fucking and I need it now.”
Defeated, Min hurriedly put his cock away, grabbed his backpack and left. Once in the hall, he checked to make sure there were no prying eyes and he reached in and turned off his device. Then he adjusted his cock in his pants to make it as comfortable as possible in its unbelievably rigid condition.
He leaned against the wall and tried to will his dick back to a more flaccid state but it was no good. Finally he made his way to the stairway and down to the ground level. Just as he opened the door he was knocked on his ass by two frat-types running into the building. He was certain that one of them was the asshole that had gotten so much enjoyment out of slapping him around a few weeks earlier.
“We’re coming Brandy!” One of them shouted as they leapt up the stairs.
Min hauled himself painfully to his feet, noting that the abuse had done nothing to quell the fevered ardor in his pants.
“Great,” he sighed, looking up the stairs after the two frat-types, “that’s just fucking great.”
He trudged back to his room, ruminating on what went wrong this time.
She needed it so bad and I was the only one there, he thought, and she still didn’t want me. I’ve got to use a method that focuses the desire on me, not just a general lusty desire.
By the time he was back in his room he had it. He would use subliminal messages to raise interest in him, and instead of using it on just one person, he would find a way to affect a large population, increasing his chances that there would be at least one girl who would throw him a fuck.
But first he had to take care of the mechanically induced raging hard-on that just wouldn’t go away – he had to take care of it twice before it settled down.
That ‘handled’, his thoughts returned to his next project. He he knew what his method of transmission would be, the campus radio station. While he pondered how he would actually do it, he worked on the messages themselves. He wanted to keep it simple, just a few sentences so everyone would get them. He was concerned that, even though they would be repeated over and over, too long of a message, or too many of them could make it hard for individuals to get the entire thing, given most folks heard the station for just a few minutes at a time, while walking to class or back to the dorms – nobody ever tuned in to it on their radios, heck, hardly anyone listened to any radio these days.
After several rough drafts he arrived at what he thought would do the trick.
<Min Fuecher is not a geeky loser> He figured that he might as well begin by trying to lessen his current reputation.
<Min Fuecher is a really nice guy>
<Min Fuecher would be a great sex partner>
There, he thought, that should do it.
Another quick trip to Radio Shack and he had his work bench piled with all the gear he needed to make a wireless subliminal inserter that he could place anywhere within a few feet of the feed line to the transmitter on top of the field house.
“Hi Min,” said the voice that could launch a thousand ships, appropriate because the associated face could launch ten thousand more, “Whatcha working on now?”
Min was again dazzled by Matilda’s perfection.
“Nothing important, just tinkering.” He was suddenly concerned that she would be hearing his messages too. He was resolute in not trying to meddle with her perfect brain in any way and was about to scrap the project when he suddenly remembered something.
“Say, Matilda, didn’t you say you were leaving for a family reunion soon?”
“Yes, I’m going to Topeka on Sunday and will be gone for an entire week. But I can always cancel. Missing one year is no big deal. Why? Would you like me to stay here for you? Is there something you need? Something I could do for you?”
“No, I was just trying to remember when it was.”
Perfect, thought Min, she won’t be subjected to my transmissions.
“Are you sure? Well then, if you don’t need any help here, I’ll get back to my work – but if you are in need of anything, you do know that I’m here for you, don’t you Min?”
“Yeah, Matilda, you’re a real pal. I know I can always count on you. But I have everything under control here. Thanks anyway.”
Min watched her turn and head back across the lab, following her gorgeous figure until she disappeared behind some equipment.
If only she meant that in the way I’ve always dreamed of, thought Min, life would certainly be perfect then. But, obviously she couldn’t mean it that way. A girl like her, so perfect in every way, could never feel ‘that’ way for a guy like me. Maybe, just maybe, if these messages work I could hit her with them just a little bit. Subliminal messages couldn’t really hurt her in any way – they would be fairly safe.
NO! he admonished himself sternly, she is far too nice a person to go fucking around with her brain, no matter how innocuous it may be.
She was about the only person on this planet Min respected and he wouldn’t do anything like that to her.
Firm in his resolve, he went to work. This time he had a deadline. Five days to finish the inserter and six days to let the messages run. He wanted to make sure he had his device out of commission before she got back. Besides, if she ever got any inkling of what he was up to... well... he could just imagine the revulsion in her eyes and just thinking about it made him want to cry.
He had his device completed by Saturday morning and on Sunday night he snuck into the field house and placed it in a storage room that had the feed cable running across the ceiling.
He went to bed that night with visions of an adoring harem running through his head.
“Oh, Min,” said the hot blonde babe snuggling with him in his bed, her warm exposed skin and firm tits pressing against him, “you are such a nice guy and I just know that sex with you will be great.”
“Yes, Min,” said the naked strawberry blonde beauty crawling onto the bed, “I’ve been looking forward to fucking you for days.” She joined the blonde, her large breasts and shaved pussy rubbing along his excited body.
“Me too,” added the sexy petite Asian honey stripping off her clothes, “I just can’t believe I’ve never noticed you before – boy have I been missing out.”
The gorgeous trio worshiped his swollen cock with their warm talented mouths while each presented their lust swollen pussies for him to sample in turn.
Once they had each had a turn sucking him, the blonde babe mounted him and rode his hard cock through several orgasms, her steamy snatch sensuously massaging his rigid pole. Finally she came one final time and nearly collapsed as she crawled off, leaving Min nearly delirious with pleasure.
Then the beautiful redhead engulf his cock inside her scalding sex. She stroked him with her pussy, screaming her way through numerous orgasms herself. Min met her thrusts with those of his own, fondling her generous chest as the sexy little Asian honey licked at his balls. Eventually, with one scream that was much louder than all the others, the gorgeous red haired hottie declared she’d had all she could take and oozed off of Min’s cock, which was still throbbing with need.
Then the sexy little Asian jumped on him and wrapped his thick hard cock in her incredibly tight pussy. Her fluttering snatch milked him relentlessly sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body, her eyes rolling back in her head as she came again and again while trying to get him to cum.
And cum he did. He kneaded her tits and pinched her nipples as she screamed in pleasure and he flooded her tiny quivering quim with so much thick cum that her little pussy couldn’t hold it all and it ran out, drenching his quivering balls.
BZZZT! BZZZT! BZZT!
Min’s hand slammed down on the alarm clock, shutting it off. He sat up, the dream still vivid in his mind.
This will be so great, he thought as he stripped off his sticky pajama bottoms and headed for the shower. Nothing can go wrong with this one.
He watched for results.
On Monday evening he realized nobody had fucked with him all day.
On Tuesday he noticed people were looking at him pleasantly and some even said hi to him as they passed.
On Wednesday a dumpy blonde started to approach him, but changed her mind and turned away at the last minute.
On Thursday morning, five girls had repeated that performance and one of them was actually cute. He knew it was just a matter of time before some girl actually talked to him and if he was totally honest with himself, he didn’t really care what she would look like.
Thursday afternoon he was coming out of a restroom stall and noticed some guys who seemed to be waiting on him. Over the years he had gotten pretty good at spotting guys waiting on him for nefarious purposes, but was a little puzzled as his messages had completely stopped the regular beatings.
“Aren’t you Min Fuecher?” asked one of them, actually pronouncing his name correctly.
“Yes I am.”
“We’ve been talking, the three of us, and we really wanted to meet you.”
“Well, that’s nice, what can I do for you?”
The four guys looked at each other sheepishly.
“This is a little embarrassing,” said one, finally, “and I don’t know exactly why we want you to join our club, but we really do.”
“Yeah,” said another, “you just seem like such a nice guy and all.”
“It’s not just us,” volunteered a third, “there are clubs like ours all over campus that want you to join.”
So, thought Min with glee, this is what it feels like to be popular. He hadn’t anticipated this nice little side effect, but he’d take it just the same.
“Why, of course, I’d be happy to join your club, just what is it you do?”
“We’ll be glad to show you.” Said one, grabbing him by the belt.
“Yeah, we don’t know why, but for some reason we just think you will be a great partner.” Said another, walking towards him while dropping his pants.
Thirty minutes later, a sobbing Min stormed into the field house storage room and smashed his device into little pieces.
Then he ran to his room, locked the door and vowed to stay there long enough for his messages to wear off.
After ten days he figured his messages would have worn off. His assumption was confirmed when he was bounced off of several walls on his way to the lab.
He had a new plan. He hadn’t just been hiding in his room, he’d been studying on just what had gone wrong. He needed a gender specific method that would attract attention to him. He finally decided that the answer was pheromones. He would devise a cologne that incorporated pheromones that would drive women crazy with desire – and him, being the wearer of that cologne would be the focus of all that desire. More importantly, men would not be affected in any way.
He didn’t even need to go to Radio Shack as everything he needed was already in the chemistry locker in the lab.
“Welcome back, Min,” said the angelic Matilda approaching his bench, “I wondered when you’d get your ass back in here.”
“Please don’t reference my ass.” Murmured Min, “Yeah, I was a little under the weather for a few days. How was the reunion?”
“As good as those things get, I suppose. I was looking forward to seeing you when I got back though. Whatcha working on now?” She asked, noting the collection of vials he had assembled on his work bench.
“What? This? Oh, nothing, just going over some things for the Chem prof that I TA for.”
“Can I help?”
“Uhm... no... everything’s under control here. I can handle it.”
“Oh, well, if you do need anything, you know where I am. I’m right here, right here for you, Min.”
Again, Min stared after the gorgeous blonde as she went back to her bench.
If only she meant that in “that” way, thought Min. He would be the happiest man in the world.
Wrenching his thoughts away from his impossible fantasy of an idyllic life with Matilda, Min returned to the task at hand. It took all day and then some, but eventually he had the perfect concoction distilled into a small vial which he corked with a rubber stopper.
While he worked, he had determined the best place to use his cologne. He would go to a local club near the campus and let the pheromones do their work while he casually asked girls to dance. The women would find themselves irresistibly attracted to him and by the end of the night he would have his pick of smitten women.
It was too late to try it that night but the next day was Tuesday, the club wouldn’t be too crowded – perfect for his plan.
He went to bed that night, confident that the pheromones would be the final solution to his ever worsening conundrum.
“Hi,” said the stunning blonde standing next to him at the bar, “that is a very intriguing cologne you’re wearing.”
“Oh, thanks,” replied Min, “just something I splashed on.”
“It’s nice... uhm... I don’t know what it is, but I’m quite smitten with you. Do you want to come with me to rest room, I want to show you something.”
“Sure.”
He followed the statuesque beauty through the club and into the ladies room.
“What was it you wanted to show me?” Min asked, innocently.
“This!” Exclaimed the blonde, ripping open her shirt to reveal large, perfectly formed tits. “Now,” she said, reaching for his belt, “I’ve shown you mine, you show me yours.”
In mere moments they were both naked and she hopped up on the counter, spreading her shapely legs to allow him access to her dripping snatch.
Min moved into her embrace, his raging hard-on slipping effortlessly into the tight wet pussy that immediately began milking his cock for its creamy offering.
A hot raven haired beauty entered the rest room and after her initial shock at seeing two people fucking, the pheromones hit her and she slipped out of her dress and pressed her impressive chest against Min’s back.
“Can I be next? For some reason, I’ve just got have a taste of your cock.”
“Sure,” said Min, plunging his iron hard rod repeatedly into the writhing, moaning blonde while receiving an erotic massage from the other beauties firm breasts, “this won’t take too long and then it’ll be your turn.”
“I can’t wait.” husked the dark eyed goddess as the blonde beauty came with a scream.
After a few more strokes into the slick quivering pussy, Min felt his hot cum searing its way up his cock and gushing out into sexy tight snatch.
He pulled out with a pop and turned around. The dark angel dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth to clean it of the cum and pussy juices dripping from it.
BZZZT! BZZZT! BZZT!
Min’s hand slammed down on the alarm clock, shutting it off. He sat up, the dream still vivid in his mind.
I should have gone with Pheromones at the very beginning, thought Min, tossing his damp pajamas into the hamper on his way to the shower.
He barely noticed his classes that day, but still aced the quiz that most of his classmates failed. That evening he showered, applied his custom cologne and headed for the club.
There were about twenty others in the club, a pretty even split of men and women. There was a very pretty brunette waiting for drinks at the bar and Min studied her tight round ass as he approached.
“Hi,” said Min, moving in close to her and signaling the bartender, “You having a good time tonight?”
“Yeah, I suppose,” her upper lip curled slightly, “what’s that stench?” suddenly, the look on her face softened, “Say, you’re kinda cute, and even a little sexy, in an off the wall what-hell-am-I-thinking sort of way. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before.”
“I don’t get out too much.”
“Oh... well... I have to get back to my friends, I’ll talk to you later.”
Min watched her sashay back to a table with three other girls seated around it. She spoke into the ear of the pretty blonde next to her who looked briefly in his direction then stared at brunette hottie with a look of incredulous shock on her face.
Min ordered a drink and was about halfway through it when the second girl approached the bar and ordered a round.
“What did you say to my friend?” Asked the lovely blonde with all the right curves.
“I just said ‘hi’, why do you ask?”
“Because she... uhm... you know... I didn’t see it from over there, but there is something about you... what’s your name anyway?”
“Min.”
“Min... isn’t that a girl’s name? You know, short for Mindy?”
“It’s a long story.”
“Oh, well,” she said with a smile, grabbing her order, “nice to meet you, Min. Talk to you later.”
Working like a charm, thought Min watching the blonde return to her table. He went to the restroom and splashed on a bit more of his cologne. When he came out, he walked casually around the club, making sure he got close enough to every girl there so each could get a whiff of his pheromones.
He went back to the bar and saw that all the women were shooting glances in his direction and over the course of the next hour they all found and excuse to approach the bar and exchange a few words with him. Several spoke to him more than once and began to touch him here and there as they talked.
“Say,” said one particularly cute little blonde with her hand on his forearm, “I was wondering if you would consider... uhm...”
“Consider what?”
“Uhm... coming with me and my... well... hold on, I have to check on something, I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere!”
Min watched as she approached two other hotties at a pool table and spoke to them. They both shot glances his way and began nodding their heads vigorously. Min turned back to the bar to nurse his drink with a gloating grin.
A tap on his shoulder prompted him to spin around, ready to assure the beauties that he would indeed accompany them wherever they wished and give them what they needed, but instead found himself facing several large frat-types.
“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are,” said the neanderthalic spokesman of the group, “but you can’t come in here and monopolize our girls.”
“I would think that it would be up to the girls.” Replied Min.
“You may think that, but you would be wrong.”
Before he could frame another response, Min felt a large heavy fist connect with side of his face and he dropped to the floor. A few kicks later and rough hands hauled him to his feet and unceremoniously tossed him through the door onto the rough concrete sidewalk.
He lay there for a few minutes and then, making his way, painfully, to his feet, he stumbled in the direction of his room, completely unaware that inside the club there was an orgy going on.
All the pheromone affected, sex-crazed women, in the absence of the object of their desire, had jumped on the nearest thing with a cock and that night, every guy in the bar was fucked senseless – repeatedly. The bartender made half an effort to put a stop to it, but he never had a chance as two sexy co-eds jumped on him and took turns riding his cock until he passed out.
No one ever understood what had happened and, the next day, they all chalked it up to strong drinks and youthful impetuousness.
Back in his room, Min dumped the remainder of his cologne down the drain and painfully crawled into bed. There must be a simpler way to bend the will of others, he thought, sure that he was the most pathetic person in the world.
He was awakened in the middle of the night by a noise at his window. It was raining hard but he didn’t think it was a clap of thunder. Before he could get out of bed to investigate, the window flew open and in a blur of motion there was a beautiful statuesque blonde standing in the middle of his room.
She was wearing only a sparkling bikini, so brief that the only things left to his imagination was what the nipples of her large breasts looked like and whether she had any hair on her sexy little snatch. She had gossamer wings on her back and despite being totally soaked by the downpour outside, she was radiantly, and sensuously, beautiful.
She regarded him with perfect blue eyes and smiled a dazzling smile while the rainwater dripped onto the floor.
“Hello, Min, I’m the mind control fairy.”