The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Scene Number Three

Rachel had to continuously remind herself to stay under control. The nervousness, the sense of anticipation, the overwhelming need to get fucked… None of those were conducive to safe driving. She stole yet another glance to the bag on the passenger seat then forced her eyes back to the road. The day had finally arrived, Prof. Sawyer had given her a control sphere, and now she was going to use it to make her best friend a slutty, pussy crazed lesbo … just like Rachel was now.

The past week had been a whirlwind. Rachel’s daughter, Vanessa, had been converted by Madison and Vanessa’s frenemy, Lydia. Of course, Rachel hadn’t known any of this until the trio had used the control sphere on her, and once that was done, naturally, Rachel insisted the sphere be used to convert her youngest daughter. What followed was a three-day orgy as the three girls and two women invited their closest and hottest friends over for a little bit of a mind fuck and then a whole lot of the real thing. Rachel was soaking wet just thinking of it.

But the control sphere had been under Madison’s control the entire time. When her time finally came, Rachel begged, literally begged, Prof. Sawyer for the chance to use the control sphere on the one friend of hers that had not been in town for the fuck-fest. Of course, begging meant she was on her knees before Prof. Sawyer, and since being on her knees was the perfect and proper place for her before Prof. Sawyer, Rachel quickly found herself deep tonguing the Prof. THAT had gone on for hours, Rachel’s jaw ached when it was over, but when it was over she’d accomplished two things: she’d made the Prof. cum five times, and she’d been given the control sphere for 24 hours.

Rachel (somehow) arrived at her destination without incident. She knew Tonya was home because the car was in the driveway. Secure in that knowledge, Rachel let herself in through the front door; she and Tonya were long since passed the need to knock or use the doorbell. From the nearby living room she heard Tonya’s voice:

“Comment êtes-vous aujourd’hui?”

And then a different voice:

“Comment êtes-vous aujourd’hui?”

Tonya’s, again:

“Je vais bien, merci.”

Only this time, a third voice:

“Je vais bien, merci.”

It was well known through the neighborhood that Tonya had lived half her life in France, and that she would tutor local kids having trouble with their French studies for free. Rachel quickly realized that she’d blundered into one of these tutoring sessions, and for a second, considered sneaking back out. Then the voice called her from the living room.

“Who is it?”

Rachel took a deep breath. Too late now.

“Just me, girl,” Rachel replied and proceeded into the living room.

Tonya sat on the couch. On the opposite side of the coffee table sat two girls, various textbooks and notes spread out on the flat surface between them.

“Hey,” Tonya replied and pointed to a nearby loveseat. “Get comfortable, we’re probably going to be another 45 min.”

“No problem.”

“You remember Chrissy? I think you’ve met her before,” Tonya continued. “This is her friend, Brianna.”

Everyone made their hellos.

The two girls were about Vanessa’s oldest daughter’s age. Rachel had met Chrissy before; the teen always seemed to have a reason to drop by Tonya’s place. Rachel had long suspected the girl had a crush (platonic, of course) on the older, sophisticated woman. She was dark skinned (only a shade or two lighter than Tonya) with a perfect complexion and an innocent looking face dominated by her big, dark eyes. She was a good girl, even if she was built like the ultimate bad girl, with strong, tapered legs, rounded hips and butt, trim in the tummy, and with a pair of very large, very firm, breasts that stood proudly on her chest. Tonya was big chested also, and the thought of the two of them together sent a delicious shiver through Rachel’s loins. Chrissy wore tight blue jeans that showed her lines off to their ultimate advantage, and a white tank top faded enough that Rachel could tell the teen was wearing a black bra underneath. Rachel smirked… Even good girls liked to dress a little slutty every now and again.

If one could tell at first glance that Chrissy was a good girl, that same glance which show that Brianna was more of a handful. The girl was slim and graceful, dressed in tight jeans and a graphic tee. Her long, straightened hair was worn up in a messy pile. Like Chrissy, one was drawn immediately to Brianna’s big Brown eyes, but Breanna’s shone with something like challenge or defiance. Her facial features and much lighter skin indicated Breanna was multiracial; definitely African American, and maybe white, maybe Asian. Rachel couldn’t tell, and frankly, she didn’t care. Her whole reason for coming over had been to convert Tonya, then to fuck her brains out. And there would be plenty of time for that. But there was something about Breanna that made Rachel’s pussy tingle. She HAD to have the girl.

Rachel knew the smart thing to do was let the lesson finish and the girls go on their way. She hadn’t given any consideration to converting multiple girls. But she wanted Breanna, and she wasn’t willing to wait however long it would take to convert Tonya, to get to Chrissy, to get to Breanna. So Rachel took the seat Tonya indicated and set her mind to figuring out how she would get all three at once.

Madison had gone over the ins and outs of the control sphere so Rachel knew it would work around people engaged in normal conversation. Music, crowd noise, loud noises in general were to be avoided. As best as Rachel could guess, the tutoring session would not interfere with the sphere’s workings. What did present a problem, however, was distance. Madison had said the sphere had to be fairly close by to the subject, but she had not been specific as to what “close by” meant. Rachel could’ve put the sphere on the coffee table but there was no way she could do so without arousing some suspicion in the other three. There was an end table next to the loveseat which she set her purse on. She pulled her phone out of the purse, but before doing so, made sure she had easy access to the sphere. Tonya and the two girls were no more than 10 feet away, and under normal circumstances, she would judge that to be “close by”. But when she’d been converted, the sphere had never been more than 3 feet away, so she just didn’t know.

Reaching back into her bag, she switched the sphere on and arranged the bag so that the sphere could broadcast into the room. Rachel also knew that different women had different reactions to the sphere. Some women (like herself) had almost immediate reaction; like a wave of dizziness as the sphere began its reprogramming. Some women had no reaction at all until the reprogramming had begun to take effect. The reprogramming first asserted itself as a sense of profound calm and relaxation, paired with a difficulty in concentration. Eventually, the calm was replaced by a deep, undeniable, irresistible sexual longing. As the longing took hold, the woman being reprogrammed would realize the desire focused exclusively on women. Any woman. All women. At that point, as she cast off her heterosexual shackles, the woman would realize she go to this epiphany to Prof. Sawyer.

And she would be forever grateful for that. At least, that’s how it had gone for Rachel.

The process took about 30 min., so when she turned the sphere on and noticed no obvious reaction from Tonya Chrissy or Breanna, she wasn’t immediately concerned. There was no obvious reaction five, 10 or even 15 min. later, and with each passing minute, Rachel’s concern grew ever so slightly, anxiety being like compound interest, feeding upon itself and growing faster than the sum of each deposit. At the 20 min. mark, Rachel’s concern was approaching the panic. She knew there was really nothing to worry about, that if this didn’t work, she could just let Chrissy and Breanna go on their way, and she could convert Tonya at her leisure. Eventually, she would claim the other two for Prof. Sawyer.

But she really, really did not want to have to wait to get into Breanna’s panties.

Tonya set up straight, pulling away from the coffee table and quickly shaking her head. She rubbed her palms on her thighs, “Does anyone hear that?”

“Hear what?” Rachel asked, praying that she did not sound too hopeful.

“It sounds like, I don’t know, static, or hissing, or something,” Tonya said.

“Yeah, I hear it,” Chrissy said.

“Me too,” Breanna agreed.

“I don’t hear a thing,” Rachel lied.

Silence, but for the hiss of the control sphere.

“Tonya?” Chrissy asked.

“Huh?”

“You were going to show us the next conjugation.”

Tonya blinked, “Breanna was going to recite all the conjugations for ‘to have’.”

Breanna shook her head drunkenly, “I already did.”

Tonya looked confused, “Are you sure?”

Now Breanna looked confused, “I think.”

“I can’t remember,” Chrissy said, then giggled softly.

Tonya sighed, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.

No one spoke.

The three were briefing in unison now, inhaling deeply, exhaling slowly. Their chests rose and fell, and Rachel could see their nipples hardening, little bumps rising from underneath their shirts. Tonya was still rubbing her thighs with her palms, harder, then a little harder still, with each pass. Chrissy gently swayed forward and back, staring at Tonya’s breasts. Breanna squeezed her legs together and bit on her lower lip, eyes clamped shut. Her fingers dug into the sides of her chair.

25 min. had passed, then 30. The three new converts stared wildly at each other and at Rachel, knowing that something had happened to them, but having no idea what to do about it, each afraid to make the first move. Which was fine with Rachel.

“Are you ladies all right?” She asked.

Chrissy and Breanna blinked wildly in response. Tonya shook her head again.

“I don’t know… I just… I… Oh fuck,” she groaned.

“I seen this before,” Rachel smirked, “and I think I know what might help.”

The other three stared at her, their faces perfect masks of confusion and desire. Rachel stood, and walked over to Breanna, holding out her hand. Breanna took it and stood and Rachel let her back to the loveseat. Once there, she looked the girl on the face and paused dramatically. Then Rachel kissed Breanna. Hard!

For an instant, Breanna seemed to resist, her lips tense. Then she melted into the kiss, pressing her body to Rachel’s, one arm around the older woman’s back, the other hand pressed against the head, crushing them together. It went on for a long time, tongue steeped in stabbing, birth hammering in and out of their noses, hands moving like dervishes. Finally, Rachel broke the kiss, lightheaded from lack of air. Chrissy and Tonya were staring at them slack-jawed.

“I promise, you’ll feel much better a few hours from now once we’ve fucked each other stupid,” Rachel said.

Chrissy pounced on Tonya.

Turning her attention back to Breanna, Rachel sat back down.

“Get naked,” she ordered.

Breanna’s clothes came off in a frenzy. Rachel had hoped for something like a strip tease, but she couldn’t blame the girl for being in a hurry. Breanna ripped her tee off, revealing a lacy white bra. That came off almost immediately; Breanna had bar piercings in both of her nipples. She kicked her sneakers off, then whipped her belt from her hips so fast it made a loud snapping noise. Breanna pulled her jeans and panties down in one stroke, then stepped out of them and stood proudly naked before Rachel. She fingered herself lazily. That kind of confidence that Rachel was totally into; Breanna looked hot naked and Breanna knew it.

Rachel settled back, “Now me.”

Breanna dropped to her knees and unstrapped Rachel’s heels, kissing and licking the older woman’s foot as she worked.

Rachel looked over to the couch. Chrissy was sitting on Tonya stomach naked but for her flimsy hot pink G string. She was facing away from Tonya, pulling Tonya’s pants off Tonya’s legs, which were pointed straight up to the ceiling. Tonya herself was naked from the waist up; she lay on her back rubbing her hands along Chrissy’s rear, and hips and back. The pants removed now, Chrissy reached down and slipped a hand inside Tonya’s black panties. Tonya arched her back and gasped her hands gripping Chrissy’s hips as the teen frigged her roughly.

Breanna blocked her vision, forcing her mouth to Rachel’s as she plucked at the buttons of Rachel’s blouse. Rachel’s pants were long gone, leaving her dripping on the seat. Moaning into Rachel’s mouth, Breanna pushed the blouse off the older woman’s shoulders and quickly undid the front clasp of the bra. Rachel pushed Breanna up slightly and wrapped her lips around the metal bar piercing on the left nipple. The taste of metal in her mouth, she used her teeth to pull at the bar. Breanna squealed with delight. Rachel let go.

“You ever eaten a pussy?”

Eyes wide with desire, Breanna shook her head.

“Well you’re going to now,” Rachel said sternly. She slid forward so her twat was even with the end of the seat. “Get down there and lick me up, and if you do good, I’ll fuck your little pussy with my mouth so nice you will never let a man in there again.”

Rachel knew the reprogramming should have changed Breanna’s preferences forever, so that promise was more than just a promise. It was a test… One that Breanna passed with flying colors.

A pure lust groan, another scorching kiss, then Breanna lips on Rachel’s ear, “I don’t want a man… From now on I love pussy…

Breanna was on her knees now, between Rachel’s wide spread legs. She locked eyes with the older woman, and in a husky voice very clearly said…

“… And I ain’t going to stop licking your juicy little cunt until you squirt all over my face!”

Chrissy had lost the G string. Naked now, her dark skin shiny with perspiration, she sat on Tonya’s face, wiping her pussy back and forth on Tonya’s tongue, whimpering with joy as she mauled her tits. Seeing that Rachel was looking at her, Chrissy took her right boob in both hands and pulling into her mouth, licked at the erect, purple black nipple. With a moan, Rachel reached down, to the back of Breanna’s head, and pulled the girl into her twat.

Chrissy watched Breanna work, her hips swinging forward and back. She was squeezing her breasts, one in each hand, nipples bulging out from between her fingers. She was panting loudly, mouth hanging open, tongue caressing her lips.

“Oh God… Oh my God… I knew it… I knew… you would lick… My pussy so good… Wanted it… So bad…Everytime I … played with myself,” Chrissy groaned in ecstasy.

Breanna savaged Rachel’s cunt, her lips formed around Rachel’s clit. The girl hummed as she suckled, the vibrations tickling the nubbin of flesh. Rachel flinched, and Breanna, immediately realizing what she’d done, stepped up her attack. Two fingers, then a third, slipped into Rachel’s hole, thrusting in and out, twisting, and now Rachel was thrusting back. Breanna’s free hand landed on Rachel’s breast, kneading the fleshy mound, roughly twisting and pulling at the nip. Rachel could feel her orgasm building, the pressure mounting in her gut, working its way to an explosive release.

“Yes… Yes… Fuck yes,” Chrissy howled. “I’m coming… Yes… I’m there… Make me cum, Tonya… Make me fucking cum!”

Chrissy threw her head back and screamed, but still, Rachel could hear Tonya moaning with joy as the girl’s juices flowed into her mouth. It was more than Rachel could take. Locking her thighs around Breanna’s head, and a rapid series of animal like grunts, Rachel came. As the last of the tremors passed, Rachel relaxed her legs and pulled the girl to her.

“Fuck, girl, you made me cum so hard,” Rachel gasped between kisses.

“I loved it,” Breanna’s eyes blazed with joy. “You taste so damn good!”

Rachel pulled Breanna up to standing, then slid off the chair into her knees, “And now, I’m dying for a taste of that sweet cunt yours.”

Slowly, she dragged the tip of her tongue along Breanna’s slit. The girl gasped and flinched. Rachel did it again and again, intending to tease the girl into a frenzy before the pussy eating began in earnest.

As she worked, Rachel became aware of movement to her right. A soft breast pressed into her side, and she knew it was Tonya. Her friend’s lips touched her ear.

“Why didn’t we do this sooner?” Tonya purred. “If I’d known it was this good, I wouldn’t have waited. I would’ve tied you to my bed and made you eat me all up.”

She eyed Breanna’s twat, and the work Rachel’s tongue was doing, “Lick that pussy, baby. Make that little bitch cum all over your face. Oh, fuck…”

Tonya spasmed, “Chrissy’s licking my cunny right now… She’s so damn good at it… Fuck she’s driving me crazy!”

Tonya rested her forehead on Rachel’s shoulder. Her hand drifted down Rachel’s chest and her stomach to her pussy. Gently using her thumb and index finger, Tonya caressed Rachel’s clit.

Rachel trembled, pushing her tongue deep into Breanna. Thick cream flowed steadily from the standing girl’s twat. Breanna hips traced a ragged circle around Rachel’s face; all the while she moaned incoherently. Judging it to be just the right moment, Rachel changed her tactics. She clamped down on the clit, and at the same time, snake a hand around Breanna’s ass to slip a finger up the girl’s butt.

Breanna shrieked her approval, grabbing a fistful of Rachel’s hair. Standing on tiptoe, her body went rigid for a long second, then two slow, powerful hip thrusts.

“Fffffuuuuuuhhhhhkkkkk,” Breanna wailed, her essence showering Rachel’s face. She released Rachel’s hair and stumbled backwards towards the couch. Tonya was on her immediately.

Rachel gently lowered herself, laying atop Chrissy, who wrapped her legs around Rachel’s hips. They kissed deeply, but unhurriedly, their sweat slick bodies gliding back and forth against each other.

Chrissy raised her lips to Rachel’s ear and whispered, “I think you did this somehow.”

“Would it make a difference if I did?”

“No, it’s so awesome, it doesn’t make a difference how it happened,” Chrissy rained gentle pecks on Rachel’s neck and shoulders. “But you did do this somehow, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

Chrissy’s mouth found Rachel’s and their tongues stabbed back and forth.

“I want you to teach me everything,” Chrissy whispered. “And then I’m going to use everything you teach me on every girl I know.”

Rachel laughed softly, “Well, Tonya seems to think you have pussy licking down, so let’s try something else.”

She pushed Chrissy flat on her back, then spread the girls legs. Standing on her knees, Rachel lowered her soaking quim to Chrissy’s, their bodies joining at almost perpendicular angle. Rachel hooked an arm under one of Chrissy’s legs, and holding it tightly, used it to brace herself as she rubbed a tight circle against Chrissy’s pussy with her own. It took a few minutes to get the motion just right, and Chrissy was getting impatient.

“I don’t get it, what are we …” Chrissy’s eyes suddenly when wide. “Oh God.”

Rachel smiled, “You feel that?”

Chrissy nodded. Her hips were moving, “Yes. It felt… Oh… Oh… Fuck!”

Rachel had found the range. Their clits brushed together on almost every pass now; Chrissy squirmed and moaned with each pass.

“Open your eyes, look at me,” Rachel ordered. Chrissy did as she was told, her eyes wide and pleading. “Play with your tits.”

Chrissy smiled, and as before held one breast in each hand before pushing them together, “You like my boobies?”

“Mmm-hmmm!”

“Everyone likes my boobies,” Chrissy whispered, then squirmed as her clit bumped against Rachel’s “All the boys look at them, even some girls like my math teacher.”

Chrissy gasped and whimpered.

“Oh fuck, keep doing that, just like that,” Chrissy whined. “I even caught Tonya looking at them once; it made me feel so sexy.”

Chrissy’s hips were thrusting straight up-and-down now.

“I like it when you look at my boobies. You can lick them, touch them, suck them, anything you want,” Chrissy squeezed her tits. “Anything you want!”

It was an invitation Rachel could not decline. She shifted slightly, throwing Chrissy’s legs over her shoulders. As she settled atop the girl, Rachel snuck a peek towards the couch.

Tonya and Breanna lay there, tete-beche, Breanna on top, the pair rocking back and forth as they pleasured each other.

Rachel settled her weight down and resumed sliding her pussy against Chrissy’s. Her hands snaked forward, gathering up Chrissy’s breasts, thumb and index fingers twisting the girls hard nipples.

“Yes, yes,” Chrissy encouraged.

The two stared deep into each other’s eyes as they fucked. Rachel could feel the sweat forming on her upper lip, could see it beading on Chrissy’s forehead.

“Harder, harder,” Chrissy begged, “faster!”

Rachel did as she was told. She had found the rhythm, their turgid clits slighting together, sending sparks joy through their bodies as Chrissy fucked back.

“Coming, cumming!”Chrissy screeched. “Don’t stop, oh God, fuck me…uhhhhhhhh!”

Rachel could feel Chrissy’s twat flutter and the warm discharge of orgasm. Chrissy bucked hard, hard enough to throw Rachel off her body. Rachel rolled onto her back, and after a moment, Chrissy’s face appeared above her own.

“That was incredible!” Chrissy breathed. “Where did you learn that?”

Rachel smiled, “I’ve been with a lot of girls since I was changed. Let’s just say I’ve learned a lot.”

“No doubt. You’re so damn hot I know all the girls want to get with you,” Chrissy suddenly looked concerned. “Did you cum to?”

“Not yet.”

“I bet I can fix that,” Chrissy smirked.

She kissed and licked her way slowly down Rachel’s body before settling herself between Rachel’s legs. Chrissy looked up, smiling sweetly as she locked eyes with Rachel, then used two fingers to pull Rachel’s gooey pussy open. She puckered her lips, and gently, blew on Rachel’s clit. Rachel shuddered. Obviously pleased with herself, Chrissy did it again, then extending her tongue, swiped just the tip against the clit. Rachel reached down, placing her hands in the crook underneath her knees, and spread herself wide. Chrissy took the hint, using her mouth to cover Rachel’s clit she sucked it in hard while at the same time shoving two fingers deep into Rachel’s quim. Eyes rolling back in her head, Rachel groaned as she fucked herself on Chrissy’s face. The sound of Chrissy slurping on her clit, alternately licking and sucking and occasionally nibbling, thrilled Rachel. Chrissy’s fingers pushed deeper and deeper.

“Crissy, oh my God Chrissy,” Rachel panted. Tonya was right, that girl really knew how to eat pussy and at the rate she was going, she was going to make good on her bet. “Right there, yes, right there… Do that again. Oh God… Fuck… Fuck, fuck… fuckfuckfuck…uuuhhhhhh!”

Rachel came hard! She felt like a fire hose opened wide, spraying her juices on the girl who continued to devour her. Rachel’s stomach seemed to somersault, and after a final, violent heave she collapsed, lying on the floor a limp, but utterly satisfied, pile of flesh.

Dimly, she was aware of Chrissy kissing and licking her way back up her body until the girl lay atop her. She could taste herself on Chrissy’s lips. That flavor always made Rachel so hot.

“Mmmm, I think I’m going to get in on that,” Chrissy was looking toward the couch. Though it was a little awkward, Rachel looked over as well.

Tonya set up right now, playing roughly with her big tits. Breanna was on all fours, licking Tonya’s cunt in a unhurried fashion.

“I’ll join you in a second,” Rachel said. “I just need to catch my breath.”

“Don’t make us wait too long. Oh, and by the way,” Chrissy shimmied down slightly and took one of Rachel’s nipples deep into her mouth. She sucked on it hard, “you have fantastic tits also.”

Rachel had no idea how long she lay there. As her strength returned, she had the sense it had not been too long. She rolled over and looked at her three newest lovers.

However long it had been, it was long enough for them to switch positions. Breanna was on her back now and Chrissy was sitting on her face, kissing and licking her own nipples again. Tonya was face deep in Breanna’s twat, tits pressed into the floor but her ass high in the air like an invitation.

Rachel approached Tonya from behind, fitting her hips to Tonya’s ass. Her right hand reached around to finger Tonya’s cunt. Her left hand clutched at Tonya’s hair and pulled her up.

“Saved the best for last, did you?” Tonya reached up to grasp Rachel’s head. Leaning back slightly, the two kissed deeply.

“You know it,” Rachel replied as she broke the kiss.

From the floor, Rachel heard Breanna whine, protesting the removal of Tonya’s tongue. Rachel pushed Tonya back down, and Tonya immediately resume her assault on Breanna’s cunt. Rachel settled forward with Tonya, resting her breasts on her friend’s back. Her fingers continued their work on Tonya wet, loose folds.

And that, Rachel decided, was the true definition of friendship. You didn’t always need to suck on a friend’s cunt. Sometimes, a couple of fingers was more than enough.