The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Eric took a deep breath as he walked up to his stepmom’s house.

Jenna was his dad’s new wife, and she was a big tit milf. She had curves in all the right places, and her long blonde hair cascaded down her back. As soon as she opened the door, Eric couldn’t help but stare at her ample cleavage spilling out of her tight top.

She pulled him in for a hug, pressing her body against his. Her breasts were soft against his chest, and he could feel himself getting hard. She broke the hug and held him at arm’s length, looking him up and down with a sultry smile.

They fell into easy conversation. Eric filled her in on everything that he’d been working on, and she told him about how she was working on something promising that’ll get her a decent promotion at work.

‘Luckily, we have an extra bedroom here,’ Jenna said with a wink. ‘You’re welcome to stay as long as you need.’

Eric turned away from Jenna after hearing that, trying to hold back his attraction towards this gorgeous woman. Damn it! That was unexpected but he managed to say thank you.

But then Jenna got a phone call from Jonathan—one of their mutual friends who had always been kind of creepy around women—especially older ones like Jenna.

‘Hey, what’s up?’ Jenna answered the phone.

Jonathan’s voice came through the phone, sounding tinny and metallic. ‘Hey, Jenna. I was just wondering if you could do me a favor.’

‘Sure, what is it?’ Jenna asked.

‘I need you to come over to my place and clean it from top to bottom. And while you’re at it, I want you to wear something sexy,’ Jonathan said with a smirk.

Jenna’s expression changed, and she seemed almost hypnotized by Jonathan’s words. ‘Okay, I’ll be there soon,’ she responded in a monotone voice before hanging up the phone.

Eric was confused by Jenna’s sudden change in behavior, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he watched as she got dressed in a tight outfit that showed off her curves even more. She left without saying goodbye or explaining where she was going.

Hours passed before Jenna returned home looking exhausted and disheveled. She didn’t say much about what had happened at Jonathan’s place but seemed distant and distracted. Eric could tell something was off with Jenna, but he didn’t want to push her. Instead, he offered to make them dinner and they sat down at the table to eat.

As they ate, Jenna seemed to be lost in thought. She barely touched her food and kept staring off into space. Eric’s heart sank as he watched Jenna’s blank expression. He knew something was wrong, and he couldn’t help but wonder if it had to do with the phone call she received earlier from Jonathan.

He decided to confront her about it. “Jenna, is everything really okay? You seem different,” Eric said, his voice laced with concern.

Jenna looked up at him, her eyes glazed over. “I’m fine,” she replied in a monotone voice.

But Eric wasn’t convinced. He pressed on. “Did something happen when you went to Jonathan’s place?”

Eric couldn’t shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong with Jenna. He watched as she sat there, staring off into space, her eyes glazed over.

“Jenna, please tell me what’s going on,” Eric pleaded.

Jenna looked up at him, her expression blank. “I can’t”, she said in a monotone voice. Eric couldn’t shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong with Jenna. He watched as she sat there, staring off into space, her eyes glazed over.

“Jenna, please tell me what’s going on,” Eric pleaded again.

Jenna looked up at him, her expression still blank. “I can’t”, she said in a monotone voice.

Jenna suddenly stood up from the table, her movements robotic and stiff. She took her phone and started recording. She began to unbutton her blouse, revealing more of her ample cleavage. Eric’s eyes widened in shock as he watched his stepmom undress right in front of him.

As Jenna removed her blouse completely, she revealed a lacy black bra that barely contained her large breasts. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric, and Eric couldn’t help but stare at them.

Next, Jenna unzipped her tight skirt and let it fall to the floor. She was now standing there in just her bra and matching black lace panties that hugged the curves of her hips perfectly. Her long legs seemed to go on forever, leading up to a round ass that begged for attention.

Eric’s heart raced as he realized what was happening—Jonathan must have somehow hypnotized Jenna over the phone earlier and given her some sort of command to perform this erotic display for him when she got home.

Jenna continued with Jonathan’s orders by reaching behind herself and unclasping her bra. As it fell away from her body, Eric couldn’t help but admire how perfect Jenna’s breasts looked—full and round with perky pink nipples that seemed almost too good to be true.

She then slid down those lace panties slowly over those curvy hips until they reached the floor before stepping out of them gracefully. Now completely naked except for a pair of high heels still on feet which accentuated every curve even more so than before; Jenna started touching herself sensually all over while maintaining eye contact with Eric who was unable not look away despite knowing how wrong this situation felt deep down inside himself.

Her hands roamed across every inch: caressing soft skin along thighs; teasing sensitive flesh between legs where arousal had already begun pooling; cupping heavy breasts tenderly squeezing each one before pinching hardening nipples eliciting moans escaping lips parted ever slightly allowing breathy gasps escape.

As Jenna continued to touch herself, she began to speak in a monotone voice. “I am under Jonathan’s control,” she said, her eyes still glazed over. “My body and mind belong to him.”

Eric knew he had to do something—he couldn’t just sit there and watch his stepmom be used like this by someone as manipulative as Jonathan. He racked his brain for a way to break the trance Jenna was in, hoping that if he could snap her out of it, they could figure out what had happened and how to stop it from happening again.

“Jenna!” Eric shouted suddenly.

Jenna, still in her trance-like state, continued to touch herself more intensely. Her fingers found their way to her wetness, and she began to pleasure herself right there in front of Eric. Her moans grew louder as she brought herself closer and closer to the edge.

Eric watched helplessly as Jenna’s body trembled with pleasure. He knew he had to do something but felt paralyzed by the situation unfolding before him.

As Jenna reached her climax, she let out a loud moan that echoed through the room. Her body shuddered with ecstasy before slowly coming down from the intense orgasm.

With glazed eyes, Jenna picked up her phone and stopped recording. She then sent the video off to Jonathan without hesitation or any sign of embarrassment.

It was only then that Eric realized he was visible in the background of the video—his shocked expression clearly captured on camera while trying to help his stepmom break free from Jonathan’s control.

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks—not only had he witnessed this incredibly intimate moment between his stepmom and Jonathan, but now there was evidence of it that could potentially be used against them both.

As Jenna finally seemed to snap out of her trance-like state, confusion washed over her face as she looked around at her discarded clothes and saw Eric staring at her wide-eyed.

“What... what just happened?” she asked hesitantly, covering herself with trembling hands.

Eric knew they needed answers—they had no idea how far Jonathan would go or what else he might have planned.