The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Ryan once again found himself staring greedily at the power presented to him by the Program. He continued to explore the depth of options as he discovered slider after drop down box after text box of all different varieties. Out through his doorway he saw his sexy sister walking down the hallway. She was still wearing the short shorts and her ass swayed with every step. She traded in her sweater for a very thin light blue top with a deep V neck that showcased her cleavage while still being a very comfortable and loose fit.

“Damn,” thought Ryan, “that girl sure is tasteful.” He also secretly patted himself on the back for the delicacy of his handiwork with the Program. He called out to her, “Hey Brooke, are you doing anything today?”

“I think Emma is gonna come over and study with me.” She called back without even turning or changing her stride.

“Hmm” thought Ryan. It was almost like they hadn’t even been fucking each other relentlessly for the past 12 hours. Well he did check that everything would appear normal so it seems natural that the subjects would keep most of their casual mannerisms. As he continued to admire that sweet sweet ass as it walked away he thought of his sisters best friend Emma. He shivered. What a fucking witch. All throughout high school Emma had treated Ryan like shit. Never really all that explicitly either, which made it worse in Ryan’s eyes. Anytime she would come over to hangout with Brooke she would always flash a look of disgust as she past Ryan, or Ryan’s room, or Ryan’s book bag on the floor. He remembered a particular time when she was with him and his sister at a Fourth of July show. He had asked her to please move so he could see the pretty lights. He basically couldn’t hear the fireworks over the sound of her eyes rolling. The worst part of it was her only reason for being so abrasive was that she was the thin and beautiful blonde of the cheer team and he was a little bit on the shyer side. I guess she had a sense of duty about it. Ryan was really working himself up now, as he flashed back to years of frustration.

“She can suck a dick!” He quickly said under his breath. Then his eyes lit up.

Emma made her way up the steps to the small but homey Clare residence. She quickly brushed flat her shirt and readjusted her short shorts. As she looked down she admired her body, or rather, the work she put into it. Years of constant exercise mixed in with what she viewed as a healthy on and off anorexia had left her with a smooth, flat, and tight stomach. Religious application of skin products granted her a milky white complexion free of any sort of blemish. Her tits were a very full and perky B cup thanks to, well, that one was just good luck but everything else was earned. So she was sure she could apply that same hard work to get through her summer sessions at college. She knocked on the door and was quickly greeted by Mrs. Clare, who seemed to be headed out herself.

“Oh hey Emma” Mrs. Clare smiled, “I’m off to work. Brooke’s right upstairs.”

“Okay thanks Mrs. Clare. Have a good one!” Emma had a lot of respect for Mrs. Clare. She’s gone through a lot of hardship and still managed to be a great mother to not only her own daughter but that fucking dork of kid as well. And that ungrateful asshole still won’t call her mom. Yes she had a lot of respect for that kind women.

After she shut the door behind the commuter, Emma walked, book in hand, up the stairs to Brooke’s room. Only, what she saw as she turned down the hallway froze her. Through the open door at the end of the hallway she could see her best friend giving wicked head to her own fucking dork brother! Emma dropped her textbook with a bang and they turned their eyes towards the noise. She felt like she was going to throw up! “Oh gawd” she said as she panicked down the steps making a beeline for the door. She just had to get out of there. She would sort out what happened later but for now she just had to get away. ‘Get away from what?’ She thought as the panic disappeared from her mind. She stopped, shrugged, and head back up the stairs. She picked up her textbook, embarrassed she had made such a large disturbance dropping it. As she stood up she saw Brooke bouncing toward her, moving her finger across her cheek and into her mouth. Emma didn’t know what was on her finger but she had an idea. She rolled her eyes at her best friend. Brooke knew her friend didn’t approve of her relationship with her adopted brother. Emma thought she should have had the decency not to do that disgusting stuff when she knew Emma was coming over. She expressed this in a stern look.

“Hey I’m sorry I didn’t think you would be here for another ten minutes.” Brooke said apologetically. “Ready to learn?”

“Whatever...” She said, still upset about her friends disregard for her feelings. But then again, it wasn’t really her business anyway. She brushed off her discomfort. “Thanks for offering to tutor me.” She said warmly, trying to ease the guilt her friend felt. Emma had overreacted anyway. As she followed Brooke to her room, she was struck by her friends outfit. The deep V Neck that showcased her oversized cleavage was very uncharacteristic for her. And it’s not like her breasts needed any help. Emma always thought her friend’s set crossed the border of unfashionable in size. She once again found herself thankful for her perfect perky B cups.

The two girls set up their studying on the floor of Brooke’s room, facing each other with the textbook between them. They poured over psychology 101, making great time as they ran through chapter after chapter with ease. Brooke was doing a great job explaining the concepts to her student and Emma felt a laser focus to the material. Her mind had fully rallied to the task of passing her final next week. Brooke leaned over the book to read an important statistic about something Emma didn’t listen to. How could she, when the deep valley of Brooke’s breasts were hanging over her reading material. They almost touched the book as they swayed gently back and forth as she moved over the page. The entire lesson Brooke had been talking to her but Emma just would never be able to pay attention. Not with those things there.

‘Brooke’s breast are so wonderfully big’ , thought Emma. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t a little bit jealous of her longtime friend’s endowments. She broke her gaze with the cleavage only to glance down at her own tits. Her shirt didn’t have the same deep cut neck that Brooke’s had. Not that it would have made any difference. At a B cup she might as well be flat chested. Emma frowned as she felt the oh so familiar feeling of being ashamed of her puny breasts. Curse her luck! She looked up at Brooke’s bounty again and felt a stab of embarrassment for not complimenting her on how sexy she looked in that top. Big boobs are sexy.

“Your tits look really hot today by the way” she said quickly, cutting of Brooke’s explanation of the stages of child development.

“Oh thanks!” Brooke smiled, pride showing through her sunny blue eyes. She gave them a quick shake.

Emma caught herself off guard with her use of the word tits. She normally would have said breasts. Breast. ‘Ehh’ she thought. What a boring word for something so sexy. Yes, breasts that are sexy are called tits. Her eyes followed the movement of the tits as their shake came to a smooth end. Emma was so jealous of Brooke’s big sexy tits. Was there anything she wouldn’t do to have tits as big and sexy as those. She imagined that tits like that would get you all the attention you could ever want from guys. Hell, Brooke’s tits even made her wet and she was straight as an arrow. ‘That’s probably what her brother likes about her so much.’, she thought thinking back to her view this morning. He wasn’t such a bad looking dude, she could see why a girl would want to suck his dick every now and then. Not to the extent that Brooke did, of course. That was just gross

All her thinking was making Emma a little horny. She fought the urge to just sneak a rub of her pussy while Brooke wasn’t looking. She looked up to see her busty friend squeezing a handful of her left tit through that adorable top. ‘What the fuck does she think she’s doing?!?’ thought Emma but her body betrayed her as she became immediately aroused at the sensual sight. And why shouldn’t she get aroused? That’s what she came here to do after all. Leaning back on her left hand, she reached up with her right hand and slid under her low cut collar to grab a handful of her own DD cup tits. After giving it a couple slow pumps she pulled it out from under her collar and let it fall gently to its freedom. As it bounced she thanked all her lucky stars that she was blessed with such great tits. She massaged it lightly as she admired her masturbation partner’s own pair of pillows. She eased her butt forward and slouched her back to rest on the dresser behind her as she lazily pulled at her tit. A couple of years ago she would have never thought that she would be masturbating with another women on a regular basis. She would been especially doubtful if told these meetups would result in the greatest friendship she had ever known. She remembered fondly the times when they shared homeroom freshman year and would catch each other ogling the others big sexy tits. Brooke had been the one to finally come up to her one day and ask her what she thought about girls. That’s when she divulged her secret. She found girls to be sexually revolting, but couldn’t resist the sight of large sexy tits. Brooke shared here exact feelings and they soon began hanging out. Oh tits! She loved that word. After a while of hanging out it was only natural that the two busty teens developed a ritual of masturbating while giving the other a nice show of their tits.

Brooke now had both tits out and had moved to the side of the base of her bed where she could lean back and use both of her hands. And she made use of them. From all angles she caused her double Ds to jiggle, bounce, and rumble. Her gaze was loosely fixed on Emma’s uncovered left titty.

Seeing Brooke’s interest in her body, Emma reached her right hand up over her right tit and grabbed the collar of her shirt. She had great pleasure in heaving it down to let her second great F cup tit break free. She groped at her tits, never quite able to get a solid hold around the flesh. She loved having such big sexy tits. She looked over at her friends who was doing her best to put on a show with just her DD cups. It wasn’t that Emma didn’t find Brooke’s tits hot, they were actually the sexiest tits she had ever seen in the flesh, it was just she couldn’t imagine having to live with tits that small. She pitied her friend who would never be able to know how great it is to have such huge fucking sexy tits. Big tits were sexy, but huge tits were fucking sexy. She didn’t spend too much time feeling bad for her friend however. After all, she was living with a hunk of a brother who let her service his cock and who, from Brooke’s glossy eyed stories, would use her body to get off. And Ryan was sooo hot! Not only that, but he was smart, funny, and kind! Thinking about such a man forced her to move a hand away from her amazing watermelons and take the button off her jeans. She slid a hand down her pants as she imagined Ryan grabbing at her huge sexy tits. She was getting really hot now. Brooke was beginning to redden and pant already even without going down to her pussy. Emma admired that beauty’s tits as they rolled under the heavy massaging of the horny teenager.

If Emma could just work up the courage to ask this time... She relived the frustration of her last two times she trying to bring it up but chickening out. Nope. Not again. This time she was for real.

“Mhmm... Brooke.” She asked cautiously through her arousal.

“Yeah?” Brooke responded with surprising control given her state of horniness.

“Do you think you could, uhh.” This was it. Just keep going. “Do you think you could maybe introduce me to your brother?”

Brooke chuckled with a confused expression of her face “What do you mean you’ve known him for years?”

“No I mean introduce to him that...” She could turn back now. Try and make it seem like it was just some joke. “I want to do what you do...” She said softly as her hands and fingers continued their duties. " I want to be...” She held her sentence, what did she wanted to be?

“His slave?” Brooke said as her head cocked to the side and a grin danced her lips.

Yes! That was it! She wanted to be Ryan’s slave! She wanted to to do his every command and service him with every part of her body! She couldn’t help but go over the edge of climax as she envisioned him ordering her to squeeze her huge sexy tits together for him.

The two both had quite orgasms that silently rolled around their bodies as they continued a slow patting of their exposed breasts.

Emma followed Brooke down the hallway to the door of her brother’s room. The blonde girl’s heart pounded in her chest. She’d never been so nervous. She shot a glance at Brooke who gave her a warm smile. Brooke moved in to give her friend a short hug, wrapping her arms around her back and loving the feeling of their bare tits squishing together.

“Just do whatever comes naturally.” Soothed the brunette. “I know you’ll do great”

Brooke then began reaching for the door knob and Emma felt herself grow dizzy with panic. What if this didn’t work?!? The door creaked open and Brooke waved her friend to follow as she slipped into the room. Brooke had been right to suggest that they go to Ryan with their tits still out of their shirts, Emma realized as she admired Brooke’s rack. ‘If Ryan liked those tits, maybe he might think mine are even better?’ The girl thought, gaining the confidence to steps forward. She didn’t know much, but she did know that huge tits were fucking sexy. With her head down she entered the room. Her stomach did a back flip. There he was! The object of years of desire. He had been sitting at his computer, working on some sort of game or something, as the two girls came in. He swiveled his chair towards them and put up a curious face, all while tearing their tits apart with his eyes.

“Hey what’s up?” He asked.

‘Gawd he’s so cool’, thought Emma. She was taking small steps forward but couldn’t seem to keep from watching her feet. As she lifted her eyes she was struck by his figure. Sitting slouched in his low sitting wheelie chair, he looked so strong, so powerful! She knew immediately what to do.

“I umm...” She started as she sank down to her knees before him. It felt so natural! She leaned her body into the space between his legs. Her huge sexy tits pressed into his crotch. She lifted her face to look at his and saw him grinning wildly. Yes! She was making him happy! “I was wondering if I could be your slave?” she said with desire leaking from her voice.

“Would you do whatever I tell you to do?” Ryan asked, vetting her candidacy.

“Uh huh” nodded the submissive blonde.

“Will you think of my needs above all else?”

“Uh huh”

“Will you think whatever I tell you to think?”

‘Hm?’ Thought the blonde how could she think whatever he told her to think? Was that even possible? ‘Surely’, she thought. She was his slave and Ryan was her master. Ryan owned her body, heart, and mind. Obviously he could tell her what to think. She was his.

“Of course” the blonde replied without hesitation. She nearly jumped for joy as she saw his smile widen as he reached down to his buckle and dropped his pants. His cock jumped out at its proud six inches. Emma had never seen a more perfect cock in her entire life. She couldn’t imagine a better one possibly existing.

“Suck my cock then, slave.” Ryan commanded with a warm, even friendly, authority. Emma had her lips around his member in no time at all, wildly racing her wet mouth and tongue across every inch of it. She aggressively brought her nose to his crotch as she felt the tip reach the back of her mouth. She wanted to give her master the best blow job possible. She knew what she lacked in experience she would have to make up for in enthusiasm.

Ryan was in a sexual bliss he didn’t know was possible from oral sex. Try as his sister might, she could never match the technique of his new blonde sex toy. As the tip of dick met the back of Emma’s throat he had a shock of pleasure shot through his brain. ‘Christ’, thought Ryan. He knew he wanted more but Emma had already swallowed his member whole.

Emma felt her master’s body move above her as she tumbled her tongue around his shaft. Her green eyes shot up to see Ryan reaching a hand over to his computer mouse and lifting himself into the standing position. Was she not good enough? She felt tears about to well up, as she noticed her throat felt incredibly strange. And then she felt Ryan’s cock start slipping further down her throat. ‘What the fuck?’ Thought the blonde who backed away in confusion. Even as she backed away she still felt the cock make a slow progress down her throat. ‘What the fuck was going on’ she thought, as she began to gag on the member. She felt a hand on the back of her head and for a moment she fluttered with the joy of being touched by her master. The moment was quick lived however as Ryan crushed her face the three inches back into his pubic hair. Emma gagged horribly for seconds before finding the cock, however long it was, fitting comfortably in her tight throat. She took a couple cautious breathes through her nose as she felt the hand that held her skull pull her back an inch and began smoothly and rhythmically bobbing her up and down with the thick dick deep down her throat. While she still gagged her discomfort was fading as she felt her master’s member slide up and down her throat. The feeling was curious, unlike anything she ever felt. And it felt really good. Moans of pleasure began seeping into her gags as her head was forced into faster movement by the hands that held it. She closed her eyes in bliss and reopened them to look up at her glorious master. Though her vision was blurred from the small tears welling up in her eyes she could she that master let his head fall back as he let out a groan of pleasure. ‘I’m doing such a good job being face fucked!’ Emma thought as the intensity picked up even more.

Brooke stood to the side beaming with joy. Her best friend was now her wonderful brother’s slave! She couldn’t help but begin masturbating her tits to the sight of him enjoying her servicing his cock. She also couldn’t help but feel a deep pang of jealousy at the attention her friend was getting from her darling brother. Brooke was his sister after all, she deserved his affections! She was scowling as she pulled at her titties now and Ryan glanced over and showed great alarm at her condition. She watched as once again he grabbed his computer mouse, keeping one hand pumping Emma’s throat over his cock. He shoved her face all the way down and held it there, prompting a slur of noises from Brooke’s former best friend, before letting go and typing a quick something or other into his keyboard. If Brooke wasn’t so turned on by what he had just down to Emma she might have wondered what her brother was doing on his PC. Not that it mattered anyway, this was the happiest day of her life! Her best friend was slurping down her brother’s dick! She felt so happy for the both of them. For the third time that day she couldn’t hold back the joy from her face and that sparkling smile returned. She was so glad Ryan was enjoying his slave. For the longest time she could tell Emma knew that she belonged on her knees in front of Ryan, just like Brooke, but didn’t say anything about it. She nearly laughed as she remembered how her friend used to overact her ‘disgust’ whenever Brooke mentioned the way she served Ryan. From the start Brooke knew that was just to cover up how she really felt, maybe even before Emma realized it. But now she had finally worked up the courage and look at her now. Brooke’s heart filled with pride as her best friend was now having her throat violently fucked by her brother. The brunette continued her tit massaging happily as she admired the way her brother would palm Emma’s head with just one hand and shove it forward while at the same time thrusting out his hips to meet her. Her brother grunted from the feeling of his dick getting forced down the warm wet throat of the big boobed blonde. Once again her friend was forced down to the very base of his shaft. Through her gagging she managed to slip her tongue out to lick Ryan’s balls. Another, even more satisfied grunt rumbled in her brother. She was so happy her brother got such a hard working slave. She had been servicing him the best she could for all these years but always knew he deserved more than one women. Much more. Brooke glided down into a kneeling position herself as she continued to watch the two. Her tits felt amazing.

Emma was in heaven. She could have never imagined that it would feel this good to deep-throat cock. She got dizzy thinking of all the wasted years pretending to disapprove of Brooke’s relationship with her brother. Even the time wasted not getting her face fucked by this magnificent man seemed unthinkable. Ryan was really handling her rough now as he punched his cock down her throat again and again and again. It was like he was fucking her pussy, no, better! Every centimeter of the inside of her throat exploded with pleasure as his dick pillaged its way up and down.

As he felt his third orgasm of the day approaching he threw Emma off his dick. She fell back, gasping for air as his dick made its long slide out her throat. It stood wet and erect in front of him. The whole room, himself included, marveled at his nine inch rod. Both Brooke and Emma stared in awe as they both started slowly crawling towards it on all fours, their breast hanging down like full soft bags of jelly. Their gaze never left his throbbing wet club until they were both in front of it, ready to serve. Slowly, both looked up to him with adoring eyes. The two girls were cheek to cheek as they waited for their master’s word.

“You want me to cum on your face, don’t you Emma.” He said, matter of factly.

“Yeess,” Emma said slowly, “I want you to come on my face.” She did want him to cum on her face, she realized. She brought one of her soft white hands up to his member. She could hardly reach around it as she started giving smooth slow pumps, still in awe of how awesome her master’s penis was.

“And you too Brooke?” He said looking over to his sister.

“Uh huh” she nodded as she brought her own hand up help the cause. Both the girls had warm eyes that beamed with adoration towards Ryan, yet seemed glossed over by the surreal moment. They kept their eye contact with him as Brooke worked the lower half of the shaft and Emma the upper.

“Do you really want me to cum on your face?” Ryan asked the two girls.

“I reeaalllly want you to cum on my face.” Emma said sweetly and sincerely. Her voice seemed to be straining under the desire. This was getting too hot for Ryan. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold back.

“Please Ryan...” begged Brooke, “please cum on my face...” Her plead broke his control as ropes of white shot from him. The girls pressed their faces together, trying to catch as much of the precious liquid as they could on their virgin white faces. Brooke closed her eyes and opened her mouth as the thick white lava splashed over her freckles. Emma watched as the creamy sauce flew towards her eyes. Even if she wanted to close her eyes she couldn’t. Not when she could look at her all powerful master instead. A shot hit her right below her right eye. The pleasure was numbing. She loved it more and more each time her checks were shot by the white warm goo. Both girls never let there hands rest. They wanted to be sure they pumped out as much cum as they could onto their face’s. A glob of semen hurled onto Brooke’s tongue and fireworks went off in her brain. She had never tasted anything as good as her brother’s cum. Even after years of relieving him into her mouth the sensation of cum on her tongue never got old. Even in his last shots, Ryan managed to rocket his semen into Emma’s blonde hair. His last bit of cum built up around the tip of his dick before growing to heavy and falling like a large raindrop. Brooke was quick to react and cupped her right hand to gathered the sacred drop as it fell. With a small puddle in her cupped palm she looked up to him and smiled as she kneaded the cum into her left titty.

Both girls had now let their dick jerking hands fall back down beside them as they remained kneeling and looking up at Ryan. This time their faces showed only shear joy as both of them gave almost childlike smiles. Well, shear joy and ropes and globs of thick white cum. Across their noses, hanging on their eyebrows. On their cheeks and their jaws and their chins and their lips, the white slime hung like decoration. Ryan reached a hand to his desk and brought up his smartphone.

“Say cheese...” He chuckled.

The women brought their semen splattered faces together and gave their best smiles. Not that it was a hard smile to give. Especially when they were cheek to cum covered cheek with their best friend.

Snap!