The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Jane waved at Adam from across the road, “you all right to come over tonight?” she called breezily, “ten thirty be OK?” She seemed oblivious of the other students—at least one of them resolved to mention this exchange to Kate.

“Do I need to be there?” Kate looked at Adam over her glass in the pub that evening.

“I don’t know. Obviously I can manage by myself—so it rather depends what Jane wants. She might want reassurance—perhaps you can hold her hand whilst I...”

“Quite.”

“Perhaps she’ll want your guidance and help. After all she hasn’t done it before.”

“It comes naturally—I remember.”

“Did it? Was I there?”

“No.”

“You could give her a hand.”

“I’m sure she knows where to put it.”

Kate seemed more relaxed about the prospect of her boyfriend ‘making love’ to her friend Jane than she had done over the previous week or so. She remained sceptical of the premise of the experiment but not so irritated and opposing as she had been before. She still maintained that what Jane really needed was a boyfriend and a course of regular, satisfying sex rather than the absorption of the various components of a man’s ejaculate. But she was now more prepared to listen to Jane’s regular dissection of the data, her careful and meticulous comparison of her mood the day after the application compared to the data she had recorded about herself on the control day. So far this was simply a comparison of the three states of no semen, the application of semen to the skin and, thirdly, its ingestion. Tonight the plan was to insert the semen into Jane’s vagina using the traditional and wholly natural applicator—a man’s erect penis—in fact the one belonging to Kate’s boyfriend Adam.

Kate’s simple conclusion to her question was that her presence was not needed and she was therefore surprised when Jane asked her to come along. “You can show me what to do.” As Jane had asked her to be there, Kate had agreed but it was only as she was walking back to her room that she had the awful thought that perhaps Jane did mean for her to demonstrate intercourse with Adam before Jane had a go. She was not sure she could engage in such activity with someone watching and probably, being Jane, asking questions.

Once more Kate found herself knocking at Jane’s door with Adam. He was in an excellent mood, so it was clear the experiment was certainly having the required effect on at least the mood of one of the participants in the experiment, and was talking and joking with Kate at a great rate.

Jane was in her blue pyjamas pouring coffee. “Isn’t this interesting, experiment No. 3, I really feel quite excited about it. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it all day. It’s almost as if the semen is having an effect in advance, lightening and raising my overall feelings—my mood.”

“That’ll be the prospect of sex, Jane, it’s got nothing to do with semen. What you need is a boyfriend and regular sex. See I have virtually proved my own hypothesis!”

Jane looked interested but not convinced.

“Kate, how shall we do this?”

Kate sighed, “Well you know, you lie on the bed, having taken your pyjamas off first of course; Adam, having taken his clothes off, gets on top of you; he puts his prick in you; moves himself in and out so as to excite his penis for a little while; then he comes filling your vagina with semen. Simple really. Surely you...”

“Yes, yes I know all that—I have been to school you know. I meant do you want to sit in the chair whilst we do this, do you want to help, do you want Adam to have intercourse with you first, but come in me? When you said you wanted to be here I was not sure what you meant.”

“Oh, no I’ll sit in the chair and drink my coffee You two get naked and carry on.”

“OK” said Jane, as if what Kate had said was the most normal thing in the world. She undid the tie on her pyjama bottoms and simply let them drop to the floor.

Adam had been looking forward to a more interesting unveiling but there, suddenly, was Jane’s pretty round bottom, her slender thighs and vee of fair hair. He was looking with undisguised interest at her standing there taking in the pleasant sight, when Jane calmly lay down on the bed and without any hesitation opened her legs revealing her pink sex framed by a light sprinkling of fair hairs.

“I’m ready.”

Ready and available she certainly was but it was not the most enticing come-on Adam had ever seen. There was a degree of the mechanical about it but, as Adam realised, this was not surprising given it was Jane. He sat by her on the bed, a little unsure how to begin. It was not terribly exciting—not really what he had been expecting at all. He knew it was up to him to get things moving and he began stroking the smooth skin of Jane’s thigh and felt himself respond. Slowly he made his way upwards until a questing finger touched Jane’s sex. It was rather dry.

“There’s some KY Jelly I bought this morning on the side there, Kate, I thought that it might be needed. You’ll know where to put it.”

Adam looked across at Kate and raised an eyebrow.

“I... no Jane, Adam can do that but, really, I think it is important for you to lubricate naturally and get sexually excited. That is what sex is about. You are meant to enjoy it and get a natural high from it. I think it would be a good idea if... yes, Adam, Jane sucked you the other day. You go down on her now—she’ll enjoy that.

Adam nodded one of his best smiles at Kate and began to undress. “I think Kate’s suggestion would be a very good idea, Jane.” He stepped out of his shorts revealing to the girls his cock standing ready for action.

Kate having been rather pleased with her suggestion at first, now watched jealous again, as Adam knelt on the bed between Jane’s spread legs, bent forward and began to lightly stroke his lips against her left inner thigh. The skin was very soft. He spent some little while just brushing his lips against the smooth skin not going anywhere but knowing the effect on Jane would almost certainly be quite strong. Teasingly he moved very slowly upwards. It was not long before he could feel a relaxation in Jane. The nervousness she had been concealing was being replaced by a warm feeling between her legs. Jane was becoming aroused.

Adam made his way slowly, now reaching and using his tongue on the dip, the concavity of Jane’s inner thigh just below her sex. As the tip of his tongue brushed the little hairs of her labia major Adam had no doubt that he would find not just a light sheen of lubrication a little further on but a pool of wetness. He was not mistaken. There was, of course, no need to proceed further—Jane was fully readied for intercourse and his penis would have slipped in with no resistance whatsoever. However Jane seemed to be fully absorbed in the sensations produced by his teasing tongue and Adam was quite happy to begin lapping.

The scent of aroused woman reached Kate. She squirmed in her chair. Jane was not the only aroused woman in the room but the only one having her needs attended to and once more Kate found herself having to sit and watch and not be the subject of Adam’s attentions. She did not really like that. She wanted to fondle that tight bottom of his, which was raised up in the air as he crouched between Jane’s thighs, and reach her hand underneath and grasp his erect cock. Instead she had to sit and just watch. After a time the watching became too much and, a little furtively, she undid the top of her jeans and slipped her hand in.

Adam found it fascinating how wet girls sometimes got. He could almost have pursed his lips and drunk Jane—she was so wet. He slowly ran his tongue around, just inside the outer lips, carefully going nowhere near the little bud, or perhaps large bud (he did not yet know, but it would be fun to find out). He slowly circumnavigated four times before extending his tongue to its full extent and pushing into Jane. He rolled it around pushing at the sides, distending the tube walls as he stroked them. He could feel Jane shuddering.

Kate was amused to see Jane moving her head from side to side, eyes firmly shut—quite unlike her. She watched as Jane’s hands crept to her blue pyjama top buttons, undoing them and reaching in to pull at her nipples. Jane certainly was aroused—much more and she would orgasm. Kate was nowhere near so far but her fingers were well at work rubbing round her own little clitoris and pushing up into herself. Not as good as having Adam working her but enjoyable even so.

Adam left Jane’s vagina and began to pull on her inner lips, holding them between his lips and stretching them. There was a quick squeeze on his head as Jane’s thighs closed for a moment. He moved upwards and inwards and began with the tip of his tongue to circle Jane’s clitoris in concentric but ever narrowing circles as he homed in. Jane was panting, her fingers pulling at her nipples, her knees moving further apart then closer together.

Adam found the clitoris. It was a hard little bead—in fact not so little but one that could actually be pushed to and fro. This was too much for Jane and with a cry she began to come, electric jolts of pleasure emanating out from her manipulated clitoris. Adam did not stop his work until Jane’s hand pushed his head away.

“My turn, I think,” he said as he straightened up. Being between her thighs he was already perfectly positioned. All he needed to do was move his hands either side of Jane’s chest, lean forward onto them and his penis was perfectly lined up. He lay on top of Jane pushing her down, feeling the hard points of her breasts against his chest. He kissed her on the mouth, “Ready?”

Jane was still in a post-orgasmic blur but she understood, “yes.”

Adam pushed forward and for the first time in her life Jane felt a man’s penis enter her. It slipped in with no resistance, the lubrication superb, and Adam slid straight in to his full extent. Jane could feel his curly hairs up against her; his balls hanging against her bottom; a feeling of being opened and filled; Adam’s weight pushing her down; the stroke of the hairs on his chest against her sensitive nipples and the feel of his warm mouth upon hers. She liked it very much.

Adam began to move. His penis, having been standing ready as he pleasured her with his tongue, now felt the rubbing it had been seeking, rubbing from the warm wet sheath that enclosed it. Adam moved with long smooth strokes, pulling so the round head of his cock almost left Jane before plunging back in again. She liked it very much.

Kate moved her own hand faster within her knickers watching Adam’s tight bottom rising and falling. A slight squelching noise came to her ears—proof of the wetness of Jane—which only made her own fingers move the faster.

Adam did not break his kiss upon Jane and he let his hands roam freely over her small breasts now released from the pyjama jacket, squeezing and fondling. Jane might see the exercise as an experiment: Adam saw it as an opportunity to enjoy a different girl. He slowed, very conscious of how close he was to orgasm, he did not want to come too soon.

Jane broke the kiss, “are you about to come? There’s no need to kiss me.”

Adam paused in his movement and kissed her again on the lips, “Just relax and concentrate. Make sure you feel me when I do come.”

Jane went quiet feeling the penis pushing into her and waiting to feel, to feel what? What would it be like feeling Adam’s semen spurting inside her? Would it make her feel happy?

Adam’s movements began to build Jane’s excitement again. She responded to his rhythm wrapping her legs around his back and pulling him into her. Surely she was not going to come again? But come again she did, the electric jolts of pleasure rippling out from her clitoris as she felt Adam releasing his semen into her.

“Perhaps over-rated,” said Jane to Kate the next day, “Ejaculation I mean. I certainly felt Adam come but I can’t see it, as such, as that exciting for a girl. However, and this is much more interesting, I felt really good when I woke this morning. I almost caught myself singing in the shower and I’ve been so relaxed and focused today it’s not true!. I’ve put really high scores on my chart. Far more than experiments 1 and 2. I shouldn’t anticipate, ‘cos that’s not very scientific, but I feel vaginal application is going to come out top.”

Kate let Jane babble on. She certainly was on a high today. Shame though to let her down about her experiment. “It’s not the semen, Jane, it’s the sex. You came, you had an orgasm, no you came twice—pretty good I would say—and that’s what’s done it. You need a boyfriend. Not my boyfriend though. Your own boyfriend.”

“You think so? You think it’s the sex not the semen? But what about the article and in any case Adam said...”

Kate thought she had won Jane over and said emphatically, “It’s the sex.”

“But that doesn’t explain why I found the oral application better than the skin; doesn’t fit in with the article; doesn’t tie in with what Adam said and we have not finished the trial as yet. No, Kate, I think we need to await the full results before undertaking an experiment review. Having reached a proper conclusion we can then consider whether further tests, experiments or new data are required. I will consider your hypothesis then but one thing at a time. I must be getting on now to my lecture but I will see you tomorrow evening. You really are sweet to help me with this. It means a lot to me!”

Kate watched her go. She would have to speak with Adam. He had really messed her thoughts up. The trouble was he would only say it was her idea in the first place. Damn—it was her idea.