The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Clair Voyens stepped behind the counter and added her order to the others waiting to be filled. “I got an order of pancakes, Sam, and eggs over easy.”

The cook grumbled something inaudible from the kitchen but Clair acted as if she’d heard him with perfect clarity. “Thanks, Sam. I really appreciate it.”

Again, the cook grumbled something inaudible and again Clair seemed to act as if she’d heard him with perfect clarity.

Clair knew there wasn’t any time for idle chit chat as she picked up the coffee carafe and headed back onto the floor. “Freshen that up for you?” she asked Ida Smith who was one of the regulars in the diner.

“Oh, Honey, yes if it wouldn’t be any bother,” the old woman said.

“It’s no bother at all, Mrs. Smith.”

After pouring the coffee, Clair moved down her row of tables to see if anyone else might need a refill before going back and returning the carafe to its place.

Once more, Clair stopped to pick up another order and as she did, she heard the tinkle of the bell on the door as another customer walked into the place and as Clair turned, she saw a rather striking and busty brunette standing there in the doorway. “Go ahead and take a seat anywhere,” she told the woman and I’ll be with you in a moment.

The woman nodded and having delivered the message to the newcomer, Clair retrieved the order and took it to her waiting customer. Moments later though, she had her pad out and she was moving over to the newcomer. “Welcome to Sal’s,” she said. “Have you had a chance to look at our menu?”

“I have,” the woman said in a husky voice.

“Are you ready to order then?” Clair asked with her pen poised and at the ready.

“I am. I’ll have an order of French toast and scrambled eggs with extra crispy bacon on the side and I’d like a cinnamon roll, too, and your orange juice, is it fresh squeezed?”

“No, I’m sorry, it’s not.”

“Hmm. Maybe I’ll have apple juice instead then and coffee. Lots of coffee.”

“Very good. Will there be anything else?”

“No, I think that’s about it for now.”

“Very good. I’ll get this order up and I’ll have it for you shortly.”

“Take your time. There’s no rush,” the woman said.

There was something about the woman that piqued Clair’s interest. Sure, she might have been dressed like a business woman but there was something about her that almost seemed to scream confidence, not overconfidence but the kind of confidence that says I know what I can do and there’s not a damned thing you can do to stop me. Clair was good at reading people that way. She wondered who the woman might be but she knew better than to pry any further. She’d learned a long time ago that people didn’t much care for it when they revealed more than they thought they should.

Perhaps it was better that Clair didn’t try to pry because if she had, she might have found out more than she’d expected because the busty brunette who was staring idly out of the window and looking as if she didn’t have a care in the world was none other than Rosie Revere who was better known to the citizens of River City as Radio Woman.

Clair came back to start Rosie off with her first cup of coffee.

Rosie nodded gratefully even as she wrapped her fingers around the steaming hot mug because it wasn’t just the caffeine she craved. It was the searing heat of the coffee. Her fingers soaked in the heat just as her mind soaked in any transmitted signal. It was what she did but there were so many transmissions and they never stopped. As harsh as it was, the heat at least provided a brief respite to that and that was why she needed the coffee.

Rosie took a drink from the coffee and she looked out the window. Sometimes the best way to not be overwhelmed by all the transmissions she was constantly getting was to not focus on anything at all. That’s why she liked sitting by the window. That’s why she liked looking at peaceful things.

Rosie took another sip from her mug.

The trick of course was to find the right transmission and to focus. Once you locked in on a frequency, it wasn’t that hard to get what you wanted and once you had that, the rest of it followed pretty easily after that.

Rosie took yet another sip from the mug.

Still, there was always that constant barrage, that onslaught on her senses and when she was out in costume, there were always people who wanted to meet her which is why she was dressed in a business suit which wasn’t to say she wasn’t a still striking woman but she wasn’t recognizable as her alter ego and that was a good thing.

Rosie took another sip from her mug.

“Freshen that up for you,” the waitress said.

“That would be great,” Rosie said even as she realized that she did need the coffee to be hotter again.

Clair poured her another cup of coffee. “Your order should just about be ready,” she said. “I’ll be back in a few moments with it.”

“That would be great,” Rosie said again as she was once more left to her own thoughts.

Ostensibly, Rosie knew why she was where she was. She was coming in to headquarters. It was something of a routine thing. Some superheroines did it more than others. Some liked it. They liked being with others. They liked the camaraderie. They liked being with people like them.

Rosie wasn’t like that. She already had enough voices in her head. She didn’t need to hear other people talk. Rosie took another sip of coffee as she once more looked out the window.

Rosie wasn’t like that but it wasn’t like she was antisocial either. There were some supers that were like that. They just wanted to do their thing and they didn’t want anyone else bothering them. They could be good at what they did but you had to watch out for those ones, too. Disconnecting from humanity wasn’t a good thing for a super. It led to arrogance. It lead to a feeling of superiority and yes, it could lead one to the dark side.

Rosie clutched her mug a little tighter and she shivered. She wasn’t like that either.

The waitress was coming back. “All right,” she said. “I’ve got your french toast here with syrup on the side and your scrambled eggs with extra crispy bacon and I’ll be back in a minute with your cinnamon roll. Now is there anything else you need?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Just let me know if the bacon’s not the way you like it because I can send it back if you want me to.”

“No,” Rosie said. “It looks fine.”

“Okay then. Just let me know if there’s anything else that you need.”

“I will.”

As Rosie started to eat her breakfast, she let the transmissions she was getting get shunted off to another corner of her mind. It was something she’d learned to do. It was actually a necessary thing to do. If she listened to the broadcasts all the time, she knew she’d go crazy but even so, they were never completely gone. They played in the background of her mind like a radio playing background music would play for a normal person.

There were times though that she wished she wasn’t the way she was. There were times that she wished she was a normal person. There were times that ...

Rosie shook her head as she continued on with her meal. It didn’t matter what she wanted. She was the way she was and that’s all there was to it. Nothing was going to change.

She’d nearly finished her meal when the waitress was back again. “Is there anything else I can get you?” Clair asked.

Rosie shook her head. “This was great,” she said. “It was just what I needed.”

“I’ll leave you with this,” Clair said as she set the bill down on the table. “You can pay whenever you want.”

Rosie picked up the tab and she nodded. Not bad, she thought, and she’d make sure to leave the girl a good tip. She’d done just fine.

Rosie laid her credit card down and she looked out of the window of the diner. She might not have been all that in to going in to headquarters. She might not have been all that in to meeting up with her fellow super heroines but this ... this was fine. Just sitting here and looking out the window. This was just right.

When Rosie looked down again, she realized that the waitress had already picked up her card and had returned with slip for her to sign. Rosie added the tip and wrote in the total amount and then she picked up her bag and she moved towards the door.

It was a short walk to headquarters. Some of the supers would have flown in but that wasn’t Rosie’s style. She liked the walk and besides, there was a long, nice park on the way with ducks and lagoons and along the way she could think about...

Stop it, she told herself, and still as much as she didn’t want to admit it, there was a tingling between her legs.

As she walked, Rosie’s mind automatically filtered through signal after signal after signal. She’d eavesdrop for a moment and then she’d let that drop and she’d move on to the next one.

And then her mind stumbled onto yet another conversation.

“Sheila, come on. Be reasonable,” a man’s voice said. “I fucked up but it was one time.”

“You can say that again,” came a woman’s voice. “You fucked up. You fucked up big time and you know what? Once is enough. You can keep fucking up for all I care. I’m done with you.”

“Sheila. Come on. Please.”

“You fucked my sister, Bobby. Did you just expect me to forget about that?”

Rosie had been about to move on when she heard that last line and suddenly she knew she had to stay. There was just something so good about fucking and getting fucked and...

“It wasn’t me, Sheila. She came on to me.”

“Oh and that’s supposed to make it all better. My sister’s a slut so my husband just couldn’t help himself. Is that it?”

Where was the signal coming from? Normally when she was flying around, it was hard to pinpoint a signal and cell towers were a pain in the butt. Rosie could home in on a signal only to find she was tracking a cell tower and then just when she got close, the signal would switch to another tower and she had to start all over again but the handset still had to talk to the cell tower and Rosie had the feeling that this was close.

Rosie stood in place and slowly turned.

“It’s not like that, Sheila. I’m not saying I didn’t do anything wrong. I know I fucked up.”

“You sure did. You fucked up real good and now you can go fuck around with someone else. I’m done with you.”

The parking lot. The signal was coming from the parking lot. Rosie wasn’t even sure why she was doing what she was doing but she headed toward the parking lot.

“Sheila, no!”

“Don’t Sheila no me, Bobby. You fucked up and I just can’t forgive you for that. Maybe you can go back to my sister and see if she wants you to manhandle her big tits. We both know you’d like that.”

Don’t hang up, Rosie thought.

“I want you, Sheila.”

“I told you, Bobby. We’re done and now I just gotta figure out how to deal with my sister.”

The line went dead.

Fuck. She’d almost made it, Rosie thought. She’d almost found the source of the call and that’s when she saw a man just sitting in his car and kind of slumped over. Could it be? She walked over and rapped on the window.

The man unrolled the window. “Yeah?”

“You mind if I ask you something? Is your name Bobby?”

“Why yes it is,” he said. “Why?”

Rosie couldn’t help but notice that Bobby had managed to sneak a peek at her chest before he answered her and that was such a fucking turn-on. “And your wife’s name is Sheila?”

“Yes. Wait a minute. Are you a friend of Sheila’s?”

“I’ve never met her before.”

“But how—”

“Could you step out of the car please?”

“Why do you want me to step out of the car?”

There was a part of her that would have liked to have just ripped the door from its hinges so she could drag the man from his car but she didn’t have super strength and besides it was highly unlikely that that would have gotten her what she needed anyways. “Please. I really need to talk to you. It’s important.”

She could see it in his eyes. She could see it in the way he looked at her. He had to be wondering just what the heck this was all about but after another moment of hesitation, he opened the door and he stepped out of the car. “Okay,” he said. “Now what?”

Damn, he was hot. Okay, maybe not hot-hot. He wasn’t like some kind of male model. He didn’t have ripped muscles or a rugged face. Truth be told, he was kind of ordinary. Maybe six feet or maybe an inch in two shorter with sandy hair and a slightly rounded face but even so, there was just something so hot about him.

“You wanted to see me,” the man reminded her.

Rosie pressed herself forward and then she was pressing up against his body. “I just had to tell you that you are SOOO hot,” she purred.

“Hey!”

Rosie’s hand was sliding down and then she was stroking her hand against his side. “Do you like girls with big tits?” she purred. “I hope you do because this girl with big tits really likes you.”

Bobby licked his lips. “I’m, um, I’m ... I’m married,” he reminded her.

“I know but that hasn’t stopped you before, has it?”

“I’m, um, I’m ... hey!”

The last part had come as Rosie slipped her hand inside his pants and oh my yes, he was so very hard. Her fingers wrapped themselves around his cock. “I need this,” she purred. “I need this inside me. I need it right now. Do you think we could go somewhere where you could fuck me?”

“You’re, um, you’re serious?”

Rosie’s hand squeezed his cock. “What do you think?” she asked.

“We can’t go to my place,” Bobby said. “My, um, my ... we can’t go there.”

Probably because his wife was there, Rosie reminded herself and she knew she should feel chagrined about that. After all, she was a superhero. She was supposed to live by a higher code. She wasn’t supposed to be hitting on married men and seducing them away from their wives and yet as much as she knew she shouldn’t be doing that, she knew she just didn’t care.

“Maybe we can go back to your place,” Bobby suggested.

“No,” Rosie said quickly knowing that that would expose her identity. “No, we can’t do that but maybe we could go to a motel or something? Anywhere’s fine with me. I just need to feel you inside me.”

Bobby hesitated for just a moment before he enthusiastically agreed. “Sure,” he said. “Sure, we could do that.”

If it weren’t for the fact that she needed to be fucked so bad, Rosie might have groaned at his acceptance. She wasn’t supposed to be doing stuff like this. She wasn’t supposed to be seducing ordinary citizens except ... except she did need to be fucked. She needed to be fucked so bad.

“You need to drive,” she told Bobby. “I don’t have my car.”

“Yeah, I can do that.”

Bobby got back in his car and Rosie scampered over to the passenger’s side and no sooner had she gotten herself seated there than she was leaning over and she was unzipping Bobby’s pants.

“Oh my God,” Bobby moaned.

“We’re not going anywhere,” Rosie observed.

Bobby fumbled to get his key in the ignition and only then when he did, did the engine finally roar to life. By that time, Rosie had his cock out of his pants and she was already leaning over him. “Oh my God,” Bobby moaned.

She wasn’t big on sucking cocks and she’d certainly never sucked a guy’s cock from the passenger’s seat of a car before but somehow this just seemed so right. She loved the feel of it as her mouth stroked it. She loved the feel of it as her tongue stroked the shaft. She loved the way the man’s balls felt in her hand.

“Oh my God,” Bobby moaned again.

It wasn’t the best job of driving but then one might have cut Bobby some slack because it was clear that he was definitely distracted but he managed to finally get them to a motel and Rosie reluctantly pulled back. “If you’ll stay here,” she said, “I’ll go get us a room.”

Rosie knew something was wrong and Rosie knew she shouldn’t be doing this but that didn’t stop her from doing what she was doing anyway. She needed this, she told herself. She needed it bad. “I’d like to rent a room,” she told the pimply faced clerk at the front desk.

“Uh huh. For how many nights?” the kid asked.

“Just the one,” Rosie said.

“Smoking or non-smoking?”

“Non.”

The kid slipped a form in front of her. “Fill this out,” he told her. “How will you be paying for this? Cash or credit card?”

“Cash.”

“All right then. That’ll be $79.50. If you want to buy any movies though, I’m going to need a credit card.”

“I’m not going to buy any movies.”

The kid handed over a room key. “That’ll be room 108,” the kid said. “I hope you enjoy your stay,” he said in a tone that seemed to imply he could care less whether Rosie enjoyed her stay or not.

Rosie scampered back to the car with the room key. “It’s 108,” she said and moments later, the two of them were in the room.

The room wasn’t much. Just a bed and a phone and a cheap TV but honestly besides the bed, whatever else might have been in the room was irrelevant to her.

Rosie pulled Bobby with her to the bed and then she sat on the bed and she was opening his pants and taking out his cock. She’d already sucked his cock before but that didn’t mean she couldn’t do it again so there she was sliding her lips over his shaft even as Bobby removed his shirt.

She needed to get out of her top but fortunately for her, Bobby seemed to have the same idea for no sooner had he finished taking off his own shirt than he was tugging at her top and for the moment, Rosie stopped sucking his cock long enough for him to get her top off and then she saw him looking at her full breasts and her hands cupped her breasts. “Do you like these?” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” he replied.

“Maybe you’d like a closer look?”

“A closer look?”

Rosie wasn’t waiting to see what Bobby would say next. In a show of strength that most likely would have surprised the man, she pulled him down onto the bed and then moments later, she was straddling him and pressing her tits up against his face. “Yes,” she said. “A closer look. How do these look to you?”

“They, um, they look fine.”

“Only fine?”

“They look great?”

“I’ll bet they do look great and you know what?”

“What?”

“I’ll bet they’d look even better if they were covered with your cum.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” and with that, Rosie straddled his body. Her hand found his cock and he was so fucking hard and the she was leading him to her pussy. Oh geez, she was so hot and then she moaned as she pushed herself down onto his cock.

Bobby’s hands held her hips as she continued to ride him but his hands weren’t really needed. She was doing all the work that needed to be done.

Just a little more. That was all it would take. Just a little more. She would have liked to have him cum in her pussy but Rosie knew what she’d promised him and she always kept her promises. “Are you going to cum?” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” Bobby groaned.

“Are you close?”

“Oh yeah.”

Rosie reluctantly pulled herself up and off. Then again she thought as she slid his cock in between her ample mounds, having him cum on her tits wasn’t bad either.

“Oh fuck,” Bobby groaned.

Rosie played with her clit even as she continued to work that cock between her tits and moments later, Bobby’s cock was spilling his cum all over Rosie’s tits.

They left the motel shortly after that and in the aftermath of what she’d done, Rosie couldn’t help but be embarrassed. Had she wanted to do what she’d done? Most certainly yes. In fact she’d wanted it so bad that she’d found she hadn’t been able to control herself and in a way that kind of scared her because that was exactly the kind of excuse that the criminals she went after might use to explain away what they’d done. It wasn’t their fault, they’d say. They just couldn’t control themselves.

There wasn’t any point in going into headquarters now and besides, she wasn’t sure she wanted to go in. She was pretty sure she wasn’t slipping over to the dark side but still, she didn’t want anyone to see her like this and besides, she still had cum on her breasts. She could always go in some other time.

And so it was that it was a week later and Rosie was once more headed into headquarters. She hadn’t exactly forgotten what had happened the week before but she’d managed to tell herself that whatever it was that had happened had been an aberration and that something like that most definitely wasn’t going to happen again.

Once more, Rosie stopped at Sal’s on the way in as it was a convenient place to eat and the food had been good there and perhaps as one might expect at a place with good food, the place was just as busy as it had been before and just as had happened before, she’d been told to find a seat and someone would be with her shortly.

Once more, Rosie found a place by the window.

Once more, it was Clair who came up to take Rosie’s order. “Oh hey there,” Clair said, “welcome back to Sal’s. Can I take your order?”

Being a superhero was a rather energetic job and so once again Rosie ordered her rather traditional big breakfast and as before, she made sure to get her coffee first.

It would be good to see the others, Rosie thought as she once more wrapped her fingers around the mug. Some of the others, well some of them could just be such uptight bitches, but some of the other supers were like her. They did what they could because no one else could. It was a responsibility but more than that, they enjoyed helping people. They were the ones she enjoyed being with.

Once more, she sat by the window and reflected. There was something else that she shared with some of her sisters. Being a super could be kind of lonely. It was kind of hard having a boyfriend when you were out every night and you couldn’t let a guy come over to your place for fear that he’d see the spandex costume hanging in your closet.

Yeah, being a super could be kind of lonely.

Just when it seemed as if her thoughts were going to slip into total melancholy, Clair arrived with her breakfast. “Now, I think we have everything you ordered here but is there anything else that you’d like?”

Rosie shook her head. “No, this is good.”

“All right then. I’ll leave you to your meal but if there’s anything else I can do for you, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“I will,” Rosie assured her and with that, Clair stepped away from the table so Rosie could enjoy her meal.

No matter how bad things might be, food seemed to always make things better and as Rosie dug into her meal, this time was no different.

Clair seemed to show up again just as Rosie was finishing her meal with coffee in hand. “Can I freshen that up for you?” she asked.

“Yes, please,” Rosie said as she handed over her mug.

Clair refilled the mug. “Is there anything else I can get for you?”

Rosie shook her head even as she wrapped her fingers around the steaming mug. “No, just the bill.”

Clair smiled. “Okay, I’ll be back with that shortly.”

Clair brought the bill and a short time later, Rosie was on her way. Headquarters wasn’t that far away. Just a short walk through the park. She was going to enjoy this, she told herself and idly, her mind flipped through the various transmissions out there. By now, it was so much a part of her that she wasn’t sure she could stop it even if she tried.

Most of what she came across was pretty mundane. A guy calling his wife to tell her that yes, he was still on time. Two girls talking on the phone about the latest hunk at school. A mother calling her daughter to check in on the latest news. No big deal and Rosie had done this so often, that she only had to hear a snippet of the conversation before she knew there wasn’t anything there for her and yet she knew that as much as she heard, there were just too many transmissions for her to hear everything.

That’s when she stumbled onto the conversation between two men.

“Yeah, I’m watching her now,” one man said

“Yeah? What’s she doing?”

“Just walking in the park. She’s got a short skirt on and she’s got a fucking nice ass. Man, I wouldn’t mind getting a piece of that.”

Rosie couldn’t help but feel excited as she walked through the park. Sometimes she felt like a voyeur with the things she could do but sometimes, being a voyeur wasn’t such a bad thing.

“No, man,” the one man was saying. “I’m not doing nothing. I’m just watching.”

“You’re sure she’s a super?”

Now that got Rosie’s attention. Who the hell was trying to find supers and why?

“I don’t know, man. If she’s not, she should be but she’s not wearing a uniform so I can’t know for sure but if she’s not one, she should be. She’s got a rack that would look totally break in a spandex jumpsuit and I think her ass might be even better.”

“What’s she wearing again?”

“I already told you. She’s got on a tight, white top and a short, black skirt.”

Rosie stopped. That’s what she was wearing.

“Wait a minute. She’s stopped now.”

Was someone actually watching her and if they were, why were they watching her. As calmly and as nonchalantly as she could, she started to turn around and look to see if she could see if there was someone watching her.

“What’s she doing now?”

“I don’t know, man. It looks like she’s looking around for something.”

“What’s she looking for?”

“How the hell should I know? Maybe I should just go down there and ask her. What do you think about that?”

“Hey, don’t go getting all snippy with me.”

“Stop asking stupid questions then. I don’t know what the hell she’s looking for.”

Down there. The man had said down there so if he was watching her, that meant he had to be looking down and now as she turned she saw a guy on a rise up near a tree line with a cell phone and a pair of binoculars and sure enough, he was watching her. Damn!

It would have been nice to know more about the guy and what he looked like. It would have been nice if she had super vision but that wasn’t part of her powers. As much as she wanted to keep looking at the man, Rosie kept looking around. If she stopped and kept looking right at him, then he would know that he’d been spotted and for the moment at least, she had the element of surprise. She knew he was watching her but he didn’t know that she knew he was watching her.

So what the hell was she going to do and for that matter was there anything she could do. If looking at a pretty woman was a crime, then most of the men would be in jail.

But still ...

Being evasive really wasn’t in Rosie’s mindset but until she knew why these guys were looking for supers, it perhaps wasn’t the worst idea to do something to throw them off the track, but what?

Almost as if in answer to her query, Rosie saw a man coming down the path towards her. What better way to throw them off the track than to make them think they knew what she was looking for so as the man got close, Rosie rushed towards him. “There you are,” she said loudly. “I’ve been looking all over for you,” and with that, she pulled the guy to her and she kissed him long and hard.

“What’s she doing now?”

“She’s kissing some guy.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” the watcher said with disgust. “I think we were wrong about this one. She’s not a super after all. She was just some chick looking for her man.”

“Well, keep looking.”

“I will. I will.”

The man she’d kissed was finally coming up for air. “I think you’ve got me confused with someone else,” he said finally. “I don’t think I’m the guy you were looking for.”

As helpful as the guy had been at helping her create a fiction for the one who had been watching her, Rosie knew she couldn’t turn this one loose just yet. It would be highly suspicious if she kissed him once and then walked away and besides, there was something else. “Who says you’re not the one I was looking for?”

“But I don’t even know you.”

Okay, there was no doubt about it. She was starting to feel excited. She wondered what the guy’s cock felt like and she wondered what it would feel like inside her. All she knew was she wanted to find out. “Correction,” Rosie said. “You don’t know me yet.”

“But—”

Rosie put a finger on the guy’s lips to silence him. “I said you don’t know me yet,” she said sternly, “but I’m also saying I really want to get to know you better,” and she pressed her body up against his. “Wouldn’t you like to get to know me better?”

The man was looking at her. “Who are you?” he asked dumbfounded.

“Does it matter? Don’t you want to get to know me better. Perhaps we could go back to your place where you could get to know every inch of my body.”

The fellow was still staring at her but still it didn’t take him long to come to a decision. “Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, okay. Yeah, we could do that.”

Rosie hooked her arm inside the arm of the other man even as she sneaked one last peek at the man at the top of the rise. “My name’s Rosie, by the way.”

“I’m Dan.”

“Well, Dan, it’s nice to meet you. Should we go?”

It turned out Dan didn’t live all that far away from the park. He’d been lucky to get this place, he told Rosie. There had been others who had wanted it but somehow he’d managed to come out on top.

Maybe if it had been said differently it might have sounded like bragging but the way he said it almost had a gee whiz kind of quality about it and the place really wasn’t bad but there was only one part of the house that interested Rosie. “What’s behind this door?” she asked.

“That’s, um, that’s the bedroom.”

“Maybe we should go in there,” she suggested.

“You think so.”

“Oh yes,” Rosie gushed. “I definitely think so. Come on. Let’s go in the bedroom.”

Rosie knew this was strange. She knew this wasn’t like her and yet it just seemed so right. There was nothing that she wanted more than to go into Dan’s bedroom and take her clothes off for him. Maybe she’d do a strip tease for him. Now wouldn’t that be fun.

Dan followed her in and suddenly Rosie’s hands were at his belt. “I think we need to get these open for you, don’t you?”

“Sure, I guess. Whatever you say.”

There was no guessing needed. Rosie knew exactly what needed to be done and once she had his belt open, she was taking his pants and his underwear down, too, and then she wrapped her hand around his cock. “Ooh, would you look at this.”

“Look at what?”

“Would you look at this? Would you look at this cock? It’s so big and thick and it makes me so totally hot. Do you know what I want you to do with this cock?”

“What?”

Rosie pulled up her skirt and then she pushed down her panties and she stroked a finger seductively over her pussy. “I want you to take that cock,” she purred. “I want you to take that cock and I want you to put it right here. Can you do that? Can you put your cock in my pussy?”

“Sure, I guess.”

Rosie wanted more than that. She pulled her skirt even higher and she pushed her panties even lower and she turned around and bent at the waist so Dan could get a really good look at her ass. “I need you to do better than that,” Rosie purred. “I need you to do better than guess. I’ve got two holes and no waiting. You just have to decide where that cock is going to go.”

And still it seemed as if Dan was holding back until Rosie felt one of his hands on her hips as the other one guided his cock forward and the only question was, where was that thing going to go?

Rosie couldn’t help but moan as she felt that cock slide into her pussy. Oh yes. She was so wet. That was a very good choice and now with his cock inside her pussy, he had both hands on her hips as he gave her pussy the fucking it deserved.

For the moment, the man with the cell phone was forgotten. Nothing else mattered but that cock in her pussy. Oh geez. Nothing else mattered.

Dan must have agreed because where he might have been more reserved at the beginning, there was no doubt that he was giving her everything he had now.

“Oh geez,” Rosie moaned. “Oh geez. It feels so good. Make me cum. Make me cum right now.”

Almost as if on command, Dan buried his cock in Rosie’s superhero pussy and it was only then that Rosie felt the cock swell inside her and the surge of cum as it invaded her pussy and in that moment, she was cumming, too.

What the hell was she doing, Rosie wondered. She was supposed to be going to headquarters and yet here she was with some guy’s cock in her pussy so what... the... HELL... was she doing?

Rosie didn’t have an answer for that. The only thing she did know was she wasn’t going to be going into headquarters that day.

It was a week later and once again, Rosie was headed into headquarters and this time, she was determined to make it there and nothing, not even the pounding headache she had, nothing was going to stop her. Once again, she walked into Sal’s and once again, she was told to take a seat and once again, she sat by the window.

“You’re back,” said Clair.

“Yeah,” Rosie said grumpily. “I’m back.”

If Clair noticed Rosie’s dour disposition she said nothing about it. “What can I get for you today?”

“For now, just coffee. I’ve got a splitting headache.”

“Aw, you poor thing. Well don’t you worry. We’ll get you some coffee and then we’ll get some good food in you and we’ll get you fixed up in no time at all.”

Rosie smiled gratefully at the girl. She might have a headache but she did like the way the girl thought.

In no time at all, Clair was back with a mug of steaming, hot coffee and as was her standard practice, as soon as she got the mug, Rosie wrapped her fingers around it.

That helped actually. It was all the transmissions that kept running through her head that gave her her headache. It was too much information and it had to be dealt with all at once and it never stopped but the coffee helped.

Clair was back again. “Have you decided what you want to eat yet or do you need a little more time?”

“I think I’m ready now but you know me,” Rosie said. “I do like to eat.”

That drew a laugh from the waitress. “I think I’ve noticed that about you by now. You do like to eat. So what can I get for you?”

“I think we’ll go with scrambled eggs with bacon on the side, some sourdough toast, a side of hash browns and a cinnamon roll.”

“Excellent and anything else besides the coffee?”

“No. Just the coffee but make sure and keep it coming.”

“Oh you know me. I will. I’ll have your food out to you shortly but you let me know if you need anything.”

“Oh I will.”

Rosie noticed the most miraculous thing after Clair had gone. Her headache was gone. Well maybe not so miraculous after all, she thought with a grin. Coffee really was the miracle drug that could cure anything.

Clair soon returned with Rosie’s order and she left once more but not before reminding Rosie to let her know if there was anything else that she needed.

Rosie’s outlook continued to improve as tore into the meal but then eating tended to do that for her.

Clair was there once more with the coffee carafe in hand. “More coffee?” she asked.

“Yes please.”

Clair had just refilled Rosie’s cup when she put her hand to her mouth. “Oh my God,” she said in a hushed voice. “Oh my God. I didn’t realize.”

“You didn’t realize what?” Rosie asked.

Clair looked around the restaurant before she returned her attention to Rosie and when she spoke again, it was in a near whisper. “I didn’t realize you were a super.”

That got Rosie’s attention. “Who said I was that?” she asked tersely.

“No one said it. I just saw it.”

“You saw it where?”

“In your mind. I saw it in your mind.”

“You saw what in my mind?”

“I saw that you were ... you know ... what you are. You were thinking about some kind of meeting coming up.”

Rosie had been thinking about going into headquarters but that was beside the point. Whether this girl knew or only thought she knew was beside the point. Rosie couldn’t risk having the girl going around blabbing that one of her customers was a super. “Is there somewhere we can talk?”

So caught up was she in her discovery that Clair almost missed the question. “What?” she said finally. “Oh yeah sure. I suppose if you want to talk, we can go out back.”

“Fine. Let’s go.”

Clair led the way and Rosie followed and when they were finally outback, Rosie quickly tried to defuse the situation. “I don’t know what you saw or what you thought you saw but I am not a super.”

Clair shook her head. “It’s no good. I already know the truth but you don’t have to worry. I won’t tell anyone. Are you going to melt my mind?”

“What? No. I don’t have that kind of power and I would never do that even if I could.” It was only then and a moment too late that in a way, Rosie realized that she’d already admitted that she had powers.

“That’s too bad. Sometimes I wish someone would do that to me?”

“What?! Why would you say something like that?”

“You don’t know what it’s like to be me.”

“Wait a minute. What do you mean by what it’s like to be you? What’s it like to be you?”

Clair hesitated before she answered. “I can see inside people’s minds. Not read them. Just see. It’s like looking through a keyhole. I can’t see everything. Usually, it’s just one thing but I can see inside people’s minds.”

“And this is bad how?”

“I don’t get to choose what I see? Sometimes, I see good things. Sometimes, I see bad things. Sometimes ... sometimes, I see very bad things but I don’t get to pick and choose. I see only what I see. I get the feeling that sometimes the other person doesn’t even know what I know. Like if my glimpse is into the subconscious part of the mind, only I know what I know.”

“Okay?”

“There’s something else.”

“Something else?”

“I can make people do things.”

“You can make people do things?”

Clair nodded. “Uh huh. I can make people do things. I don’t think I can make someone do something they don’t actually want to do but I can make them do things they don’t know they want to do.”

“Like what?”

“Like sex.”

“Like sex?”

“Uh huh. It’s one of my favorite things to do.”

“Wait a minute? Are you saying you’ve done that to me?”

The girl looked down but then imperceptibly, she nodded again.

This was crazy. This was insane. Really, someone ought to teach this girl s lesson. Someone ought to teach her that you didn’t toy around with sex like that and suddenly, Rosie realized she was just the person to do that. “Clair.”

The girl said nothing.

“Clair, I need you to look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Slowly, the girl looked up.

“You shouldn’t do stuff like that. You realize that, don’t you? You shouldn’t make people want to have sex.”

Again, the girl nodded numbly but Rosie wasn’t sure if she was getting through to her. “Claire, can you hear me?”

Again, the girl nodded.

“I’m going to have to teach you a lesson, Clair. I don’t want to do this but it’s for your own good. Take off your top, Clair.”

Again, the waitress hesitated but again, she did as she was told to do.

“That’s a good girl, Clair. Now, the bra. Take that off, too.”

Again after a moment of hesitation, Clair took off her bra and Rosie found herself reveling in the look of the girl’s small, pale breasts. Maybe that was what made them so hot, the superhero thought. The fact that they were so small and yet they had such big, puffy nipples. If it weren’t for the fact that she was teaching the girl a lesson, she might have wanted to suck on those tits right then and there.

But she was teaching the girl a lesson so she set that thought aside. “Do you like being exposed like this?” Rosie asked.

The girl just shrugged which was hardly the response that Rosie had expected. Fine, if that was the way the girl wanted to play it, then fine, she could continue with the lesson. “Clair, take off your jeans.”

“My jeans?” Clair asked timidly.

Ah. Now they were getting somewhere. “You heard me. Take them off.”

The girl hesitated again but again she complied.

“And the panties. Take those off, too.”

Once again, the girl complied and now her hands slid down to cover her pussy.

Well, that most definitely was not going to do. She was teaching a lesson here and how was the girl going to learn anything if Rosie let her cover herself up like that. “Put your arms down at your sides,” she ordered.

Once again, the girl complied and now Rosie could see the girl’s little hairless pussy.

Now, this was more like it. “It’s kind of embarrassing showing yourself off like this, isn’t it?”

“I guess.”

Hmm. Still not the right response which meant there was still some teaching to do. “Clair, I want you to take my clothes off of me.”

The girl hesitated and then she shrugged and moments later, she was helping make Rosie just as naked as she was.

“That’s a good girl. I want you to fondle my tits now.”

Again, Clair did as she was told to do and Rosie couldn’t help but love the feel of the girl’s small hands on her big tits. There was no doubt about it but this was definitely making her hot and as much as she liked having the girl fondle her tits, she knew there was something else that needed doing as well.

“Clair, I want you to stand there and play with your pussy.”

Once again, the girl did as she was told to do.

Mmm, those cute, little breasts with those big, puffy nipples. Mmm, Rosie just knew she had to suck on those nipples so as the girl continued to play with herself, Rosie bent down to suck on those nipples.

“Unh,” the girl moaned plaintively as both Rosie’s tongue and her own fingers worked her body over. “Unh. Unh.”

Rosie couldn’t help working her own pussy over even as she played with those nipples. She usually wasn’t into girls like this but for this girl she was more than willing to make an exception.

“Oh,” Clair moaned. “Oh. Oh yeah.”

Rosie supposed she could have let the girl finish herself off but after all, she was trying to teach a lesson so, reluctantly, she pulled her tongue away. “Now you do it,” she said. “You play with your nipples.”

As the girl’s fingers pulled on her nipples, Rosie dropped down and then she slid in between the girl’s legs. She wanted her tongue to be the one that finally pushed the girl over the edge.

“Oh my,” the girl moaned. “Oh my. Oh my God.”

Rosie knew she was almost there.

“Oh... oh... fuuuuuck!”

Oh yes, Rosie thought. That was exactly what she’d wanted to accomplish. Only one thing was left to be done.

“Can I,” the girl asked plaintively. “Can I... can I lick your pussy?”

Rosie smiled. Right on cue. “But of course,” she said. “Be my guest.”

Clair dropped down and then it was her tongue sliding in between Rosie’s thighs and Rosie stroked the girl’s hair as her tongue went to work on her pussy. Fuck, as hot as she was, the girl was likely to have her coming in no time at all.

And indeed that was the case. In no time at all, her pussy was cumming nice and hard just as the girl’s pussy had.

Rosie quickly redressed herself and she looked at her watch. If she hurried, she told herself, she might still make it into headquarters on time.