The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“So, are you ready to become popular?” asked Amber.

“I guess so, but Amber, you don’t have…” started Paul.

Amber’s laugh cut him off. “Paul, you don’t get it.”

“What?”

“Do you really think I care about what other people think of me?”

“Doesn’t everybody?”

“I don’t. My life has basically been mapped out from the time Mark took me. I am his and he is mine and the same holds for the rest of my mates and our family. Y’all are the only people I care about.”

Paul smiled. He had been so lonely at Sanders during his first term. Now he had a family who wanted to help him. He would never be lonely again. “Thanks Amber,” he smiled sweetly.

Amber ran her hands through his hair and smiled back. “So I’m going to kiss you twice for two different audiences.”

“OK, let’s do it,” he grinned.

Brett Spivak was talking to his neighbor Todd Jansen out in the hallway of their section when they saw something amazing. They saw a stunning blond coming out of Carl Morton and Paul Rivers’ room. They were shocked to see her and Paul all over each other. When they looked closely, they noticed the blond was Amber Lynn Portnoy, which shocked them even more. Amber Lynn never hung with freshmen, yet she and Paul Rivers were giving each other tonsillectomies. Several other guys came out and soon the guys were yelling their encouragement. That is when Amber broke the kiss. “Let’s go back to my room where we can be alone, baby,” before taking his hand and walking away from the guys.

Minutes later, they were on the second floor girls section and they knocked on Monique and Sandy’s door. Sandy opened the door. “Hey, Paul, what’s up,” smiled Sandy, before she noticed that her friend was not alone.

“Hey, Sand,” smiled Paul with a confident smile Sandra had never seen before on him.

“Hi Sandra,” smiled Amber. “We were wondering if Monique was around.”

“Monique’s never around. I might as well have a single,” she laughed.

“Well, she was planning to help me and loverboy over here with some sound equipment,” grinned Amber as she grabbed Paul around his waist possessively and kissed him on the cheek.

“’Loverboy’?” smirked Sandy.

“Paul is such a cutie and so helpful. Sometimes I just want to eat him up.”

Sandra blushed visibly, despite her caramel complexion, but smiled. “Well he is kind of cute, I must admit.”

Paul was blushing too.

“Well, between school and trying to launch my music career, I’m not in the market for a boyfriend, but trust me, girlfriend, this man is a lot of fun, if you know what I mean,” laughed Amber. “If someone doesn’t snap him up, I may eventually do it myself.”

Sandy’s blush became even more pronounced, “Paul?”

“Sure. His father is a famous A&R guy in the music industry. I’m sure Paul will follow in his footsteps. We’ll be seeing each other a lot over the summer as he will be helping his father with Josie and my CD. When we’re done, who knows what could happen?”

Sandra Wilson stood there, her mouth agape. When she saw Paul smile even brighter at Amber’s comments, a glazed look came over her, as she stared at his face. A faint trickle of drool appeared at the corner of her mouth. Sandra licked it up and then ran her tongue over her lips. Her breathing became pronounced.

“Sandra?” asked Amber, before she called her name yet again.

Sandra shook herself out of her daze. “Yeah,” she murmured.

“If you see Monique, could you tell her we’re looking for her?”

“OK…” she said as the three exchanged farewells.

Sandra Wilson was horny. She lay down on her bed and undid the zipper on her jeans. Despite everything Amber Lynn Portnoy was telling her, she became really horny when Paul smiled. “Why couldn’t he have smiled at me,” she thought, as her left hand drifted underneath the waistband of her panties and found its way to her crotch.

“Will you stop calling me!” yelled Carmen Moreno into her cell.

“You can always just set it to ignore,” said Gary.

“I would if I knew how. This is a new cell,” she spoke, one lie, one truth.

“Look, Carmen. I miss you. Can’t we just go back to being friends?”

“No! You can never go back. You had a choice and you didn’t pick me so I moved on. Besides, Ted wouldn’t put up with it.”

“Ted wouldn’t have anything to worry about.”

Carmen knew she still had feelings for Gary, but she was relatively happy with Ted and he hadn’t left her. “Even if that were true, he’s a very jealous guy. I can’t have anything to do with you!”

“You were my best friend.”

Carmen paused and softened. “Mira, Caro. I know what you must feel, but I can’t… I can’t deal with this right now.”

“OK. More than anything I just want to make sure you’re alright and that you know I miss you.”

Carmen felt a tear come to her eye. “I know, Caro.”

As Paul walked Amber back to Hill Hall, they both were laughing. “Well, she’s all yours for the taking.”

“You think?”

“Yep. Just give her a day or two to have heard about what we did in the hallway of your section. She won’t think she’ll have a prayer with you, but when you ask her out, she’ll jump at the chance.”

Paul looked at Amber with a sense of wonder. She had just turned him into a super stud, but that wasn’t what he was thinking about. She cared for him. So did Mark and the others. He also had a chance with a girl he really liked. He couldn’t help but smile. Amber could tell what he was thinking and returned his smile.

As the couple turned the corner, they saw Mark with Trish and Amy outside of their Hill Hall dorm room about to enter. They were all wearing big grins at the approaching couple.

“So I see you finally got around to joining us,” grinned Amy, as she grabbed Paul and pulled him into the room as the rest followed. Amy then turned the hug she had given Paul into a chance to grope his butt, causing Paul to moan.

“Easy on the young man, Amy” laughed Trish, as she shoved her roommate to the side and gave Paul a sweet hug and a kiss on the cheek. Paul reveled in the clinch of the older beauty.

“How do you feel, Paul” asked Mark

“Hard,” laughed Trish, breaking the hug.

Paul blushed, but he couldn’t help allowing a nervous laugh leave his lips.

“It’s OK, Paul. Trish has that effect on me too,” chuckled Mark.

“What are you talking about? I gave him the boner,” laughed Amy.

“I did manage to get a couple of loads out of him earlier, so I’m sure it’s because of me,” boasted Amber.

“You’re all so beautiful,” sighed Paul.

“Now that is a politic answer if I ever heard one,” smiled Mark. “There’s hope for you yet. So what’s the progress with Sandra?”

“I think she’s almost ready to snap this young man up,” grinned Amber.

“Well, we can’t go too fast. She needs to be broken slowly. Besides, I’m not sure she’s good enough for you, Paul,” said Mark.

“What do you mean? She’s amazing!” defended the youngest person in the room.

“She’s been giving Monique a hard time and is making noises about blackmailing her about telling her parents.”

“I don’t believe it,” cried Paul.

“Look, Paul She may just be kidding, but she definitely has an edgy personality that I don’t care for. Anyway, if she is distracted about you, it might keep her from being too much of a bitch about Monique.”

“I’m a bitch,” said Amy.

“No you’re not,” stated Mark and Trish nodded.

“Amy. You try to make people think you are, but we all know you’re not,” beamed Amber, as she pulled the petite Asian girl into a sweet embrace and then into a deep kiss.

Paul was somewhat distracted, from his original defense of Sandra. As his imagination alternated between being in Amber’s and then Amy’s position, as he envisioned kissing both girls.

“Paul, I’m not saying that you won’t end up with Sandra, but I think we need to be sure. You could meet someone else that you like better. Remember, once you bind to someone, it’ll be for life,” Mark stopped himself mid-sentence as an amazing idea popped into his head. “Hold that thought,” he added as he picked up his cell phone. “Could you guys come over? I have Paul here.” he paused while listening to the response. “You are? OK. I’ll bring him over instead.”

Paul thought he heard loud giggling coming through the handset of Mark’s phone.

“Mark, what’s going on?” asked Paul.

“I think I have a solution that will help all of us for the short term. We need to keep Sandra distracted, but also jealous and you need an outlet to keep you happy.”

“What do you mean by ‘happy’?” asked Paul

“I think Amber let your sexual genie out of the bottle.”

“Yeah, now you’ve had a taste of how good it can be with Mark’s magical influence, like you did with me, it would be unfair to make you go without,” agreed Amber.

“You mean with you again?”

Amber looked at Mark with a worried expression.

“No. Paul. Amber may want to do it with you from time to time, but she doesn’t want to make it a regular thing,” said Mark, as Amber nodded with a sad smile.

Then an idea popped into Mark’s head. He had sensed that one of his newer mates’ sex drive had been powerfully affected by his magic. She had joked with him that she thought Paul was cute and would have been happy to have brought him into the family instead of Amber. Mark was somewhat reluctant because he was concerned with this person’s stability, so he decided Amber would be the better choice. Now, he felt that this person would be the perfect outlet for the young man and he would be an outlet for her magically enhanced libido. “I know the perfect person,” he grinned.

What Mark hadn’t counted on was the nature of the relationship he was thinking of forming. This new relationship would change the dynamic of Mark’s family and would set a precedent that would eventually simplify his life.

“Hey Chico,” came a female voice over Gary’s cell.

“Hey Marta,” smiled Gary.

Marta Montoya was Gary’s ex Carmen’s old roommate. They had all been close friends since freshman year. While Gary had had a crush on Carmen, he had always expected Marta of having one on him. Marta had a short and stocky, though not unpleasing form with very large breasts. While not stunningly beautiful, she was very pretty, with her dark expressive eyes, which complemented her dark, caramel complexion. What Gary hadn’t realized was that the girl had made an effort to lose weight. While not tiny, her firmer, svelte form would make her more desirable to Gary than she had been. She saw his breakup with Carmen and his return from Germany as an opportunity to catch his attention. While they had talked and kept in contact since he had left for and returned from Germany, he had not seen her yet.

“You OK?” she asked.

“Yeah, Carmen shot me down.”

“Well she is going out with somebody.”

“I didn’t mean romantically. I mean she shot our friendship down.”

Marta sighed, “Ted is a jealous guy.”

“Ted Pszarcek is a jerk,”

“Si, but it’s what Carmen wants.”

“Why is it that women want jerks?”

“Not all women want jerks, Caro,” mumbled Marta carelessly.

Paul Rivers was lying on Amber’s bed being ridden by the sexiest woman he had ever seen. He had seen her briefly at the Winthrop’s Concord estate about a month ago and thought her incredibly sexy then. Now with her naked form in all its glory, it only amplified those thoughts Twenty minutes earlier, Mark had taken him across the hall. Mark quickly opened and shut the door behind them. Paul saw Amber’s roommate Alexis, in the midst of a sexy sixty-nine with the hot dirty blond who was currently giving him the greatest pleasure of his young life. Once Alexis had crossed the hall to join the mini orgy there, Paul was left alone with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. While Amber’s looks were more traditionally beautiful and she was incredibly sexy in her own right, her big sister Tammy was smoking hot and apparently hornier than her Amber. Despite not being athletically built like Amber, Tammy was still curvy and even bustier than her sister.

Paul was amazed how eager Tammy had been to get him inside of her. Now she was driving their mutual lust with the rocking and undulating motions of her amazing body, her moans and her lustful expression. While Amber had fucked the crap out of him, her sister with taking him in every sense of the word. What he had not realized was that in a sense, he was taking her too.

Since joining the family, Tammy had been freed from the carnal-free prison her parents had put her in after getting pregnant when she was seventeen. She had made up for the lost years at a breathtaking rate. Now the young man she was riding had pushed her to the pinnacle of that lust. Her body sang for the release his body was escalating. Her body and mind were ready to supernova; exploding their energy combined with the younger man’s into the vast space that entropy empties into. As she felt his seed fire into her, she knew something subconsciously. Despite the fact that she loved Mark and the others and despite the four years age difference, Paul was her man. Paul was experiencing the same phenomenon. Magical love had poured into them; filling the void left by the burning passion. What was left was the basis for their future relationship.

“Tammy… you’re incredible!” cried Paul.

“I’m just a big slut,” she said, as tears began to run down her face. As the words left her mouth she realized how untrue they were now.

Paul softly kissed her. “No. you are an amazing woman! You’re sweet and beautiful.” he said upon breaking the kiss.

“You’re the sweet one,” she said.

“I’m the lucky one. I’m so lucky that you made love to me like that. I felt you were using your whole body and everything in your entire being.”

“You did that for me too. I could tell you really wanted me and I got off on that. I wanted to be the best for you.”

“You were… you are the best. Mark is so lucky to have you.”

“You have me too, you know.”

“I do?”

“I feel like you’re part of me.”

“I feel the same way, but I thought that you belonged to Mark and the others.”

“So did I…. I guess I do, but now that you’re part of the family, I guess I’m capable of belonging to you as well.”

“But Amber said….”

Tammy looked into his eyes and said. “I’m not Amber. She may care for you, but she cannot love you like I can… like I do.”

Paul was quiet as he digested what was being told to him and falling more and more in love with Tammy with every passing second.

“I want you Paul. I want you to give myself to you… I want you to give yourself to me,” she paused before she started to sing and old song that Paul remembered hearing at some point in his life.

“If you’ll be my Dixie Chicken I’ll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together Down in Dixieland.

Like Amber, Tammy had a lovely voice, but she sounded like an angel to Paul. “I love you Tammy! I want you forever.”

“I’m yours, baby and you’re mine” she smiled, as she pulled her body tightly to him, as they fell asleep in her sister’s bed.

At about midnight, Stephanie was awoken by her cell phone.

“Aunt Lucinda?” came the voice of a surprised Stephanie Mercer.

“Yes, it’s me,” replied the voice through the receiver of Stephanie’s cell.

“Are you OK? My family?”

“No, child…. Everything’s fine. It’s actually more than fine. I just got married and I wanted you to be the first to know.”

“Wow! That’s wonderful. I’ve always thought you needed to stop playing games and find a partner to share your life with. Who’s the lucky girl?”

“Marshall Richards.”

Stephanie laughed. “Marshall Richards is not a girl silly. He’s my ex-boss, but a sweet man. Seriously. Who did you marry?”

“I know Marshall isn’t a girl and I am being serious. I’ve always been quite fond of Marshall and the time just seemed right.”

“But you’re a lesbian…”

“I was a lesbian. Now I guess I’m bisexual or maybe even hetero.”

Stephanie was shocked. It was her “Aunt” Lucinda who had introduced her to the joys of lovemaking with a woman and helped her come to terms with her sexual identity. Now in her mid-forties, Lucinda seemed to be having a crisis of sexual identity of her own. Like Lucinda, Stephanie cared deeply for Marshall Richards, in her case, like a father. He had been willing to take a chance on her when nobody else would. She even still communicated with him despite her no longer working for R&Z. As much as she cared for Lucinda, Stephanie did not wish Marshall to get hurt if this were only some kind of midlife crisis for the older woman. “You’re sure you really love him?”

“Of course, child. I’m not sure you know this, but Marshall was my first crush. I guess seeing him again spurred my feelings for some reason. Anyway, we just eloped to Las Vegas. Marshall had the preacher already lined up at the hotel, as he had called ahead.”

“Well. I’m happy for you both! Recently, I’ve had a change in my own personal life.”

“I know, sugar.”

“You do?”

“Certainly. Remember, you’re still connected to me. I started feeling strange a couple of days ago. So who’s the lucky man?”

“Well, it’s not just a man, although Mark is definitely a major part of how I feel.”

Lucinda felt that her best friend’s daughter was in some trouble. Apparently, she was not just attached to a warlock, but to a whole coven. “Honey, I must confess that I’m worried about this man and his friends. I sense a great power that ran through you through our connection. It almost overwhelmed me. You know how powerful I am.”

“If you knew Mark and the others, you wouldn’t feel that way. We all love each other. We are each other’s best friends, we are all lovers and we even just enjoy each other’s company. I have not felt this happy in my entire life,” enthused Stephanie.

Lucinda continued to listen to Stephanie’s excited uttering about her new “family”. She knew that Stephanie was hopelessly hooked and drinking the Kool-Aid. Then she realized something. She thought about her former pets. While she was relatively benign with them compared to some gifted other’s she knew, her motives were fairly selfish. She had turned more than forty women into her devoted sexual servants and called on them when she needed relief. They always came running, eager to serve. Other than that, they were their husbands’ eager and willing whores (which constituted more than ninety percent of the time). This wasn’t in the wives best interest. In the end, it really wasn’t in the husbands’ best interest, as she had polluted their minds too. It was about keeping everybody distracted and happy, so she could achieve her ultimate happiness. Somehow in her heart she realized that she never succeeded in truly being happy. Now she had given herself to Marshall, she too was happier than she ever was. The means may have been artificial, but the result could not be any more real.

On the other hand, based upon Stephanie’s description, Mark seemed to have used his powers to create a Utopian society. This group of people all accepted, cared and loved each other. While Mark was a strong focus, it was apparently out of gratitude that this was the case. He had not insisted with his powers. He seemed to be leading his group by kindness and love. While she was much less concerned, she still was somewhat worried and even more curious about this young man. “Well, your group sounds wonderful, sugar. Marshall and I are going on a short honeymoon, but he expressed interest in wanting to see you too. I am also looking forward to meeting your new family and this fascinating man of yours in particular.”

“That would be wonderful. I’m still trying to put my new agency together, but always have time for you and Marshall. He has been so sweet to me since the whole fiasco started.”

“Well honey, your Uncle Marshall is getting frisky, so I have to hang up now,” she laughed.

“I still can’t imagine you with a man.”

“Until recently, I couldn’t either. Now I can’t imagine not being with him.”

As Stephanie disconnected, she thought about how strange but wonderful her life was turning out. She closed her laptop and grinned. She thought back to last night; her first in the master bedroom at Elsie’s. Mark and almost a score of her new mates made passionate love all night long. While she knew most of them, she had met several for the first time and she could not get over the intense feelings she had for people she had never met. But from the moment of her meeting them, it was if she had known them her entire life.

Today, most of the kids had all gone back to campus, so the house’s occupants were those who lived there. Other than Pete and Kimmy Martino, those people were her other mates. Six of them would be in the master bedroom tonight.

Carmen waited in her room for her boyfriend. She had an earlier call from her roommate, Agnes, that she had hooked up and would not be returning tonight, so Ted would be able to stay over. She had not seen Ted since mid-December and was looking forward to spending some quality time with him. Carmen had been replaying her conversation with Gary over and over in her mind. He had been right. Regardless of what they were recently, they had always been close friends. Carmen felt like she could always talk to Gary and really missed that. She became determined that they would be like that again. Ted would just have to accept this fact and put his jealousy aside.

Carmen then heard a knock on the door. Despite her trip down memory lane, she still missed Ted and was eager to be with him tonight. She ran to the door. She quickly pulled him into the room. They embraced, kissed and then Ted affixed her with his gaze. She laughed. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Ted did not say anything, but continued to look at her. He watched as her look of happiness slowly changed to confusion, to fear before finally settling upon lust.

Agnes Cotton lay in Ted Pszarcek’s bed, fingering herself. Since they both had been back from break a day earlier, he had been fucking the crap out of her for the past two days. At first Agnes had been confused by her actions. After all, she was a lesbian and hadn’t been with a guy in more than three years. There was something special about Ted though. “He has changed somehow,” she thought. “Somehow more compelling… sexy…. domineering… and then there was that look he gave me. Couldn’t avert my eyes…” she continued to muse.

Yesterday, Ted began to take her over and over again. They must have gone through a whole box of condoms. At first Ted had fired his load into the latex sheath. By the end of the night, she was ripping the condom off his cock and whorishly taking his load down her eager and willing throat. Then she savored his taste has she blew him hard again. While he had promised to give her roommate Carmen to her when Ted wasn’t using her, that was now of secondary importance. She wanted to please Ted more than anything in the world. Carmen would just be the icing on the cake. Ted would bring Carmen back to his room later so they could all finally be together.

Agnes knew she needed to get on the pill so she could feel Ted’s seed inside her pussy. For now she was happy to have it in her ass, as she used her other hand to finger her well lubed, freshly fucked anus. While she loved having sex with him wearing a condom last night, it became much better this morning, when he began fucking her ass bareback before shooting in it. They had spent the whole day, off and on, doing that. She loved that even more than all of the sex they had yesterday. It was so incredibly primal feeling him upload his spunk into her clenching rear channel… marking her as his.

Agnes’ old fantasy involved running her hands through her heterosexual roommate’s hair, while she licked her to climax. That was before she saw Ted yesterday. Her new fantasy was a sixty-nine with Carmen, while Ted fired a load into her backdoor, Ted promised that it would happen soon. Agnes moaned again at that thought and her double penetrating fingers. Moments later, she cried out her passion. As she came down from her orgasmic high, she could not help but giggle. Agnes Cotton had always been a serious person. Now, her lovely normal countenance had been molded into a slutty grin.

Mark Samuels, Trish Winthrop, Amy Huang, Amber Lynn Portnoy and Alexis Bernstein lay on a floor bed composed of comforters, blankets and pillows in Trish and Amy’s room. Their sweet Ménage à Cinq had lasted deep into the night, with him finally finishing into his fiancée; moaning their mutual passion into each other’s mouths.

As Mark fell asleep that night, he had no idea of the coming challenges he would have to deal with over the next week and how it would affect a number of his friends and loved ones.