The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Kristen found me after the party. “Why did you do that?” she asked.

“Do what?”

“Tell Lynette to love me.”

“You mean, ‘Pussy Slave,’” I pointed out.

“Jim, you told her to love me.”

“She already told me that she loved you. If she really loves you, then her party request is fulfilled.”

“Why did you do that?” Kristen repeated.

I sighed. “Kris, I love you, Will loves you, Cammy loves you, and now Lynette loves you. I have absolutely no jealousy over any of them. I will feel no jealousy when we’re with Tiny and June later. Do you want to know why? Because I love you, that’s why. I love you, and I love you completely, and I love you utterly.”

Kristen looked shocked.

“Kris, what I want is a world in which everybody can see you for the Goddess you are. A living, breathing, walking, fucking Goddess.”

“I’m not really a Goddess,” Kristen said, softly.

“I say you are,” I answered. “I will prove it one day. Until then, you’ll have to trust me. You’ve told me many times that you trust me, so be true to your word.”

“But...”

“I just listened to Patty tell me for fifteen minutes that I was a jock and that all the girls are dying to get into my bed,” I said. “I would like you to at least allow me to call you my Goddess.”

“But...”

“But, nothing, darling.” I put my finger on her lips, quieting her. “You are my Goddess, and you will be loved as such. Will, Cammy, Lynette, and I all see it. I will be creating your congregation one by one. If I can convert Tiny and June over, I will. If not, I’ll find others who are willing. Patty said that next year, I’ll have any cheerleader offer to take Lynette’s place.”

Kristen shook her head. She had a slightly frightened look on her face.

It was time to take charge. “Say, ‘yes, Master.’”

Kristen looked at me, and said it, softly.

I smiled at my Goddess.

“You scare me,” Kristen said, softly, hugging me.

At two o’clock, Tiny and June met us in the master bedroom.

“Hey, Tiny! Hey, June!” I said, cheerily.

June said, softly, “Excuse me, Jim?”

“Huh?”

“Please, Jim,” June said. “If you want to be close to Archy and me, please use Archy’s name.”

“I’m sorry... Hey, Archy!”

Archy grinned. “June hates the name Tiny.”

“You’re not to use it at all, Archy!” June said, but she was smiling as she said it.

“I’m sorry, June,” I repeated. “I only knew him by that nickname.”

June nodded. “His parents even call him that! There are only three people that can call him anything else. Cammy and Lynette call him TB, and I call him my ‘Teddy Bear.’ From now on, Kristen, you can call him TB as well.”

We all laughed at that.

“How do we do this?” June asked. She sounded nervous.

“Are you really up to this, June?” I asked. “This isn’t mandatory, you know.”

“I really do, but... except for a little cuddling, Archy has been the only guy I’ve been close to.”

“So, why don’t we just cuddle? I think you look very cuddly,” I said.

June looked sweet as she blushed.

Kristen suggested. “How about this, June? Let’s take turns taking off bathing suits. First the girls’ tops, then the guys’ suits, and then the girls’ bottoms.”

June nodded.

Kristen started by taking off her top. June followed suit, eying me nervously as she did so. I went next, untying my bathing suit to reveal my erection. June and Kristen’s toplessness started breathing life into it. Tiny was next, as he slowly pulled down his bathing suit.

To say that Archy was large was an understatement. Actually, he wasn’t really longer than I was, but he was much thicker.

Kristen actually whistled. “If Jim owned one of those, I think I’d wait a while before I let him split me in half with it!”

Kristen’s remark had the effect of breaking the ice. June and Archy both laughed.

Kristen was next and pulled down her bottoms. June did so afterward.

“Archy?” I asked.

“Yes, Jim?”

“I know you are a wonderful guy. Please take care of my Goddess and I’ll treat June like a fragile piece of glass.”

“That sounds fair to me,” Archy answered.

Kristen moved over to Archy and reached up to kiss him. Her body pressed against his groin and Archy bent down and kissed her.

I took my cue from Kristen and took June into my arms. It wasn’t the first kiss I had with her while the two of us were naked, but the fact that we were alone in the master bedroom made it much more intimate.

June’s mouth tasted as though she recently brushed her teeth. I held her tight against me and I felt my very hard erection push against her belly.

Kristen led Tiny to the bed, and I saw that she put Tiny on one side with her in the middle. This made it easy to bring June in the same way, so that I’d be laying between the two girls.

June whispered to me, “Jim? I feel funny being on the same bed with Archy and Kristen. Could we go somewhere else?”

“Certainly,” I said. “Would you like to use your own room, or would you feel weird with that? I could use Camille’s room, or would you prefer to stay here and maybe put a quilt onto the floor?”

“Camille’s room. Making out on the floor sounds so... cheap.”

“Sure thing, June.”

I whispered our intentions to Kristen who nodded without breaking her kiss with Archy.

I found a towel for June, but she simply picked up her bathing suit and walked out of the room, naked.

Nobody spotted us going into Camille’s room, but then again, everybody already saw everybody else naked. When we got into the room, June pulled me onto the bed.

“Jim?” June whispered.

“Yes?”

“This feels so... naughty! I’ve never made it with a guy like you before. Actually, Archy is the only one I’ve done it with, but I’ve always thought it so... naughty... to be, like, with someone like you...”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “People always fantasize making out with musicians. I fantasize about cheerleaders, so I guess we’re even!”

June playfully punched me. “I mean the black and white thing, Jim!”

“I know what you meant, June. I’ve wondered about black girls, too. I’ve always known you as a cheerleader, though. Most girls think of me as a band nerd, so I’m kind of used to labels.”

June looked at me. “It’s funny. The same girls who wouldn’t think of sleeping with a guy in a school band, will line up at the back stage door waiting to sleep with rock singers!”

I nodded and laughed. “I guess we’re late bloomers.” I stuck my right index finger into June’s mouth, surprising her. She sucked it in. I pulled it out and then traced it around the chocolate circle that surrounded her nipple. I saw her shiver in response; I was doing all right.

“How far do you want to go?” I asked. “I don’t want to cross any boundaries that would make you uncomfortable.”

“I intend to cuddle you until I get warmed up. I expect you to do more than just diddle my nipple, Jim. Then I will expect you to move down between my legs, and rub me with your fingers. After that, I will take your white dick into my black mouth...”

“Pink mouth,” I corrected.

“Whatever. I’m going to take that white dick, and I’ll show you what deep throat means. I will continue until you are satisfied, and then we’ll come up with something else. Does that meet with your approval?”

“Is there anything you wish me to avoid?”

“I’m a virgin, and I want to remain one. However, I told Archy that he can do anything with Kristen that he does with me, and I’m going to give you that same permission.”

I smiled at the cute black cheerleader. I now had both of my hands on her breasts, and was rubbing her the way that my partners showed me they liked. Too bad we were in bed. A shower with a bar of soap would have been interesting...

“All right. Is there anything that I might have left out?” June asked.

“Yes,” I said. “A couple of things.”

“Really?”

“First, each time I have an orgasm, if you swallow it, I want a long kiss afterward.”

June looked surprised at that. “Archy doesn’t...”

“I’m not Archy. That doesn’t turn you off, does it?”

“Do you really like that?”

“Kristen and others have taught me the pleasure. I don’t want you hogging it all!”

“You said there were a couple of things,” June said.

“Let’s just do what comes naturally,” I said. I found that once things got started, the rest would just work out.

June laughed. “I need to warn you. I know it’s not too common, but when I get really excited... I... get wet.”

That wasn’t unusual. “All girls get wet.”

June said, “I squirt!”

“Ooh. Will you let me taste it?”

“You nasty white boy!” June laughed.

I was still rubbing one of June’s breasts, and my other hand moved slowly down her body. I parted her lower lips and found that she was already wet. I think the talking really turned her on.

“Do you like talking dirty?” I whispered.

“When I get excited, I say... nasty words...”

“Do you know you have the darkest nipples that I’ve ever seen? They’re even darker than Kristen’s. Your breasts are really pointy, and you seem to shave your pussy, but not entirely...”

“Oh, Jim!” June breathed.

June’s eyes were closed and her lips were puckered into an “ooh” as her hand found my member and was gauging its size. I knew from Camille’s remarks that I wasn’t small in the dick department, but I would imagine that compared to Archy, June might have been disappointed.

I moved my finger up and down June’s slit. I discovered her cunt hole and found what I thought was June’s clitoris. I avoided both after making the discovery.

Since June seemed to enjoy me talking, I decided to give her some more verbal stimulation. “Last night, Kristen had Lynette’s face to the shower wall. Kris was on her knees, lapping Lynette’s cunt as if she were a happy little puppy. Then the two switched places, and Camille masturbated me until I shot my load all over Lynette’s face, and then Kristen licked her face clean. After that, the two girls kissed...”

“Ooh...” June was getting very turned on hearing about our exploits the previous night.

I spread June’s cunt lips apart with my index and ring fingers and moved my middle finger in between.

June moved closer to me and we were kissing again. June’s tongue was probing into mine, and her hands started a gentle stroking action.

Our kiss was long and lingering. June moaned softly and she seemed to like it when I gently squeezed her breast. When I finally grazed her clitoris, I heard June’s breath catch, indicating that my mental map of her pussy was on track.

I felt June move her crotch in order to make my finger graze over that spot again, but I moved my hand with her motions. I moved further and then gently pushed into her actual cunt.

“Ooh,” June breathed.

June started to caress my head with one hand in a movement that was universal to all the women I have ever taken to bed. She wanted me to move down.

I broke our kiss, and planted little kisses on her chin, moving down over her neck and shoulders. My finger, which was still rubbing between her legs, was finding the going more and more slick as June’s excitement heightened.

When I finally reached June’s breasts, I gave them scores of tiny kisses, working my way in a spiral until I just touched the chocolate ring surrounding her nipple. Instead of going further, however, I moved over to the other breast and repeated my action there. June tried to move my head back to the other nipple, but I was patient.

“Archy...” June said, surprising me, as if she were calling her lover’s name. “takes... a long...” June sighed as I continued assaulting her right breast. “time... to... have an... orgasm...”

I chuckled to myself as June was telling me about Archy. I decided to give June the payoff she desired, and finally allowed my lips and tongue to enter June’s ring of desire surrounding her right nipple.

“Ooh,” June repeated. “I’m your filthy whore!” June cried.

I continued licking and sucking on June’s nipple.

“I’m your cum slut. I’m your pussy slave, Jim!”

I switched to the other nipple. My hand was finding June’s wetness getting past saturation. Her fluids were flowing freely.

“I’m going to suck you dry!” June said, her excitement building.

June words were very sexy and amusing to me.

I gave June’s left nipple a final lick, and then kissed the right one good-bye as I started to continue my downward descent.

June tried to push my head downward faster, but I wasn’t having any of it. It took a minute to reach her belly button, an erogenous zone that I knew a few women enjoyed. I found myself lucky. June stopped pushing and started to keep my head in place. I licked her belly button and kissed it, sucking at it.

“I’m... I’m... I’m...”

June sounded like a broken record. I gave another farewell kiss to her belly button, and started my examination of the dark, virgin forest of her pussy hairs.

A couple of hairs ended up in my mouth—a common occurrence—but I continued kissing and licking my way down and inhaled my first close-up scent of Eau de la June.

“Lovely,” I said, savoring her aroma.

“Please... I’ll be Kristen’s pussy slave!”

I decided that the wait was worth it. I was amazed at how the pink of June’s pussy accented the chocolate darkness of her skin. I took my first lick... and found myself the recipient of a stream of liquid that I figured was the start of June’s orgasm, which her loud vocal cries confirmed.

I allowed the stream—it wasn’t long—to catch into my tongue, which was curled in order to collect it.

“Fuck me!” June cried. I knew that this wasn’t a request, but an impassioned cry.

I moved my face off June’s crotch, and surprised her in mid-orgasm as I kissed her, sharing the liquid that she squirted into my mouth.

“Oomth...” June said, her voice muffled by my kiss.

“Oomth...” I agreed.

I moved back and finished the job that I started.

“You... you did that...”

I pulled away from June’s crotch. “Are you angry?” I asked.

“You are such a nasty boy!” June sighed.

That was interesting. I went from “nasty white boy” to simply a “nasty boy.” I moved back to June’s crotch, and moved my tongue into her virgin hole. I didn’t know how deep a virgin cunt was, but I imagined it would allow at least the inch or two of tongue that I could insert into her, and found myself not hitting any obstruction.

I then moved out of her hole, and licked up and finally grazed her clitoris with the tip of my tongue.

“I’m your fucking cunt whore!” June cried, once again approaching her ecstasy.

I decided it was time to lay it on thick, so I puckered up my lips and sucked her clitoris from its hiding place.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Lick me, Oogie!”

I pushed my tongue between my lips, and licked a little circle around her nub.

“Shit! Shit!”

June was very vocal when she was excited, I decided.

June’s grip on my hair was starting to hurt, but I continued to bathe her clit until I felt the squirting start again.

“Fuck me, baby! Oh, Oogie... Fuck! Fuck!”

I didn’t let up.

“Aaaaahhhhn...”

More licking... an occasional suck...

“Eeeeeeeee...”

The squirting stopped, but June’s orgasm continued. Her legs were wrapped between my shoulders, pulling me closer.

“Eeeeeeeee...”

I rubbed my tongue even harder...

“Eeeeeeeee...”

June was so cute when she came...

“Eee-nough!”

Oh, my! I pulled my tongue back into my mouth.

Despite her request that I stop, June’s hands continued to press my face into her crotch. Her crotch, in turn, continued to grind against my lips. She wasn’t being easy on herself.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh...”

Luckily, I could still breathe through my nose, and June’s arousal was intoxicating.

June’s hands loosened their grip, finally.

“I’m your fucking cunt whore pussy slave!” June said.

Finally, I was released.

I went back up and kissed June, again surprising her.

June sucked at my tongue greedily. I felt her suction pull it very far into her mouth.

At the same time, June’s hands found my organ, which was quite hard, and happy to shake hands with June once again. June took me in both hands, which was unnecessary with my organ, but was something that June probably learned from her experiences with Archy.

June’s hands were moving back and forth, rolling my dick between them. At the same time, they were moving up and down my shaft, at first going a bit too far, but quickly finding the right depth.

We broke the kiss, and June said, “Wow! You really did that. You kissed me after I...”

“You’ve never tasted your own excitement?” I asked, surprised.

June shook her head, but then meekly said, “Sometimes, when I... play with myself... I sometimes lick my finger afterward.”

“Archy has been hogging this wonderful feast for himself! How greedy is that?”

June giggled and started moving her head down my body until her lips reached my cock.

I have received blow jobs from a few girls. My favorite, of course, is Kristen. Kristen used a technique that didn’t require the use of her hands and she also took me deep. The only other girl that took me deep was Camille.

June, on the other hand, was much different. She used her hands, but only as foreplay. She used a twisting motion with two hands, and her lips followed her thumbs as they went up and down.

Suddenly, the hands moved away, and June impaled her throat onto my cock.

Kristen and Camille took me deep. June, on the other hand, took me DEEP.

After that quick impalement, June actually had her lips rubbing my ball sac... and she seemed to be able to go even deeper!

“Oof!” I grunted, shocked at June’s oral technique.

June slowly moved her head up until she was completely off my cock. “You like, little boy?” June said, a wicked gleam in her eye.

“Oogie like!” I said, trying to sound like the Hulk. “Oogie want more. Oogie like June!”

June giggled and without using her hands this time, returned to where her lips were caressing my balls.

The back of June’s throat was massaging the head of my cock. After about thirty seconds, June lifted her head off my cock again. “That’s just a taste!” June said.

“Oogie June’s slave for life!” I said.

Instead of deep throating me again, June simply started to lick the head of my cock. She knew exactly where my dick was the most sensitive, and teased and tantalized me at every opportunity.

I looked down and saw June kneeling between my legs, licking up and down my shaft. She saw me looking, and blew me a kiss.

June positioned her head on my cock and locked her eyes onto mine. She then lowered her head, millimeter by agonizing millimeter, her tongue flicking the little bit that she had in her mouth and my body was going crazy. I tried to push upward, but June seemed to have expected this and moved with me, agonizingly, just as I did with her earlier.

After what seemed an eternity, she had a few inches of me in her mouth and her tongue was dancing lively on the shaft.

Still June moved downward, never stopping, always plodding onward.

I’m not sure how long it took, but eventually, June had me very deep. I felt something on my balls, and I realized that it was June’s tongue. She took me completely and still managed to move her tongue out to bathe my balls!

Once again, June moved upward, but instead of coming off my cock again, she started moving back down. She started a new rhythm, quickly up and down my cock, not particularly deep but definitely in her throat.

June’s tongue was talented, and she continued moving up and down my cock.

“June?” I called out.

June didn’t answer, not wanting to break her rhythm.

“Please, June?” I repeated.

June pulled off my cock. “Yes?”

“Move into a sixty-nine position,” I requested. “I don’t think my heart can possibly withstand you doing this more than once to me!”

June laughed. “Your poor heart? You sound like Archy, you baby!”

“I though you were my pussy slave!”

“Ooh,” June said, reminded of her declaration. Of course, I would never hold June to that.

June repositioned herself so she was on top of me, and I started licking her.

“Comfortable?” June asked.

Instead of answering, which was difficult, I nodded, knowing she’d feel the movement.

June lowered her mouth back onto my cock, and restarted her quick up and down motion.

I tried to take my mind off June’s actions and consulted my mental map of June’s pussy. I made a tentative jab at what I remembered to be her clitoral hood, and her shudder told me that I was oriented correctly. I started to lick between her pussy lips, up and down, and once again avoided her clit.

It wasn’t easy ignoring what June was doing, because she was fucking talented. People sometimes describe me as a music virtuoso. I disagreed with them on that, but June was definitely a blow job virtuoso. She was to blow jobs what Picasso was to oil paints. She knew how to work her canvas and how to elicit the exact sensations that she desired to get.

I decided to try something with June that I knew Kristen liked. I moved my tongue so it was just touching her clit and then I stopped all movement completely.

June didn’t react immediately, but then I felt her hips press down, trying to move her crotch so her clit would move against my tongue. I continued to keep my tongue stiff and unmoving, allowing June to generate her own pace. This wasn’t easy for me, as it required me to keep my tongue out of my mouth and stiff for a while, but I knew Kristen loved it and I hoped June would enjoy it as well.

June continued to grind her hips to get the desired feeling. I could feel my dick thoroughly enjoying June’s oral attentions and when I started getting a bit extra excited, I suddenly flicked my tongue.

“Oomph!” June said as her crotch convulsed in surprise. She definitely hadn’t expected that. June’s mouth actually descended very deep once again, as my dirty trick threw her off her rhythm.

June, however, was the blow job maestro, and wasn’t off her game for long. I started to move my tongue around and around her clit, never quite touching it. June started moving her crotch again, but I was quite familiar with all the tricks girls would do in order to get me to touch that one special place.

Soon, June got me near my limit again. I decided that we were in the end game, and I gave June what her crotch demanded for so long. I licked, sucked, and teased her clitoris. At the same time, June did something similar on her end, and was once again very deep. Her tongue was once again licking my balls, and just as I started to spasm, I felt the same coming from her crotch.

June was now taking me shallow, allowing me to pump into her mouth. She adjusted her suction expertly in time with my spurts, working with my cock to achieve a very powerful orgasm.

At the same time, June was moaning as her own orgasm washed over her. Her crotch was grinding into my face and I continued teasing her clit again and again, trying to extend her orgasm for as long as it could possibly last. My face was soaked as she squirted her arousal.

My orgasm finished first, of course. I continued to lick June’s slit, and added an index finger to probe into her hole very gently.

After a few moments, June’s orgasm started to fade. I tried extra licking to see if I could get her to start up again, but she moved her crotch away in another universal female communication that meant that she didn’t want that.

June moved off me, and moved over to me and kissed me. My semen was still in her mouth, and June seemed genuinely surprised as I accepted it from her mouth.

Once her mouth was clean, June started to lap at my face, licking her fluids, apparently having decided that she liked the taste, or perhaps just the “nastiness” of doing so.

The two of us cuddled together, both of us totally spent.

“You really like that?” June said.

“As I said, Kristen and others taught me to like it.”

“I think that Archy might think it would make him seem... well... you know...”

I shrugged. “If it’s good enough for you to take in your mouth, then it should be good enough for me. It’s not as if it will make me pregnant, but I will have to tell you that I can’t lick you any more.”

“I’m on the pill,” June said.

“Oh?”

“I’m a virgin, but I’m not stupid. One slip and then, good bye to the life I want. Too many girls like me get pregnant too early. Not me, mother fucker!”

I laughed. “You are a very smart and wonderful woman, June. I actually envy Archy, although I would never trade anybody for Kristen.”

“You are talented as well. Archy never... well... he’s not that... you know...”

From the way June was talking, it was clear that she didn’t think Archy was as talented as I was. “Um, thank you, June, I think.”

“You were... fantastic! I actually saw stars during that last one!”

“You are quite talented yourself, June.”

“Maybe you could teach Archy...”

I shook my head. “The best way to destroy a friendship is to insinuate to a guy that you can teach him how to satisfy a woman. Such things are personal, June, and guys just don’t go there. What would you think if Archy asked Kristen to teach you how to give a blow job?”

“Oh,” June said, disappointed.

“I didn’t say I couldn’t help, though.”

“Oh?”

“Camille and Lynette are here this weekend. Both of them are very talented, with boys and with girls. Neither one has your oral talents, but they can easily teach Archy the basics of loving a girl. They may even get off on helping him!”

June looked at me as if I was crazy, but then realized that I came up with a great solution. “You know, it’s crazy, but it might work!”

“I was thinking of asking the same from you, you know.”

“Huh?”

“Kristen never took me that deep before.”

“Oh,” June looked thoughtful.

“However, I don’t want you to teach her anything. I want to have memories that I can associate only with you. There will be your face, your breasts with the chocolate kisses with light pink tips, your wonderful pussy, and the deepest blow job of my life.”

June laughed. “You are a real romantic, Jim. I can see why Kristen has that look in her eyes whenever she thinks you’re not looking.”

“Huh?”

“Kristen has this look that everybody calls her ‘puppy dog look’ when she thinks about you. She’s got it bad for you, even more than Sherry. You know, when the two of you first started going together, people were gossiping. They said you were blackmailing her. Some even said that you were paying her, which doesn’t make any sense at all, since she has so much money. They said all sorts of weird things. Then the other stories started. You set up a recording session just for her. She was no longer the ice queen with a group of bitches surrounding her. She became human, and it was obvious that she’s in love with you.”

“I used to think bad things about Kristen, too,” I admitted.

“That girl is head over heels in love with you—much more so than Sherry Jordan. This weekend was a shock to me, when she didn’t mind you kissing Camille when she was nude... she even joined in. She didn’t mind you kissing all the girls in the hot tub last night. She’s a much different person than anybody suspected. She’s a warm, loving, compassionate person who loves one of the most strange and wonderful boys in school.”

“I’m not the most...”

“Humble, too,” June continued. “You barely knew Archy, but you had no hesitation asking for help when a few of the cheerleaders were attacked. I’m still not sure what happened, as the girls are quite embarrassed and refuse to say, but all of them say that the two of you fixed the situation. Everybody has an ‘Oogie Story,’ Jim. I do, too! You asked Archy into the jazz band, and when you found he couldn’t read music, you didn’t throw him out. You helped him. Cammy told me that you were supposed to go somewhere that weekend, but you changed your plans immediately just like that.” June snapped her fingers to emphasize her point. “Do you know, if anybody says anything negative about you, Archy would probably rip the guy’s arms off?”

I shuddered at the image that June was painting.

“Just like you won’t give up Kristen, I won’t give up Archy,” June said. “Still, I think that this afternoon is a special memory for me. My next ‘Oogie Story,’ about how I had multiple orgasms for the first time in my life, while Archy made love with the one girl that you love more than anybody else in the world. The two of you are so giving of love, affection, sex... you name it!”

“I’m not that good, June. I’m just a regular guy.”

“A regular guy that can turn a commercial jingle into an improvisational jazz piece? A regular guy that has scores of girls in the school scheming about how to get you to maybe kiss them?”

I shook my head. “I know that Patty...”

“A regular guy that, in tenth grade, is still the most popular guy in the school?”

I sighed. This Jim Crittenhouse fan club was starting to get out of hand. It was one thing hearing this from Patty, who may have been a bit biased. I just didn’t believe June. “No, June...”

“A regular guy that is the only person in the whole fucking world that could possibly have had me give up my virginity before I married?”

It took a couple of moments for June’s words to sink in. This one was a shocker! “Huh?”

“I talked with Archy before we went to your room, Jim,” June said, her eyes quite serious. “I told him that I really wanted you, and that I was seriously considering offering you my virginity if you wanted it.”

“What? That’s impossible!”

“No, Jim,” June said, shaking her head. “I told Archy that if you wanted it, I’d give it to you willingly. I’d be so proud, in fact, to have you be the first and only person to take that from me. Instead, I told you what Archy really wanted, not what I wanted. You didn’t ask for anything from me, Jim. Nothing at all, except for me to share your... your sperm with you.”

I laughed. “I would never take anything that isn’t offered, June.”

“I hoped that, Jim, but I also secretly wanted you to ask me for it. I wouldn’t mind if you demand it now that you know that I truly, truly want it. Archy would never blame you or me if it happened. He’d pretend it didn’t happen, and he would never mention it again. He likes you that much.”

“I don’t want your virginity, June,” I said. “You have me on this fucking pedestal that I may never be able to get off. You told me that you always planned that you’d give your virginity away on your wedding day, and my wedding will be to Kristen only.”

June nodded. “Even when you reject me, I don’t feel rejected.”

I sighed. What would I have to do to make people think that I’m really a regular guy?

“Jim? You made some requests of me, and I’m willing to accept them. Can I make one request?”

“Anything other than your virginity, June.”

“Can we masturbate together?”

“Huh?”

“I’d like to watch you do it while I do it to myself,” June said, grinning wickedly. “Archy is too shy to do that, but I have a feeling that you wouldn’t mind.”

I didn’t have a problem with that, so I just shrugged.

“When we masturbate... when you do it, could you do me a favor?”

“What?” I asked, curious.

June blushed. She was quite beautiful to begin with, but her blush made her absolutely radiant. “When you shoot off, could you do it so it lands between my legs?”

“Huh?”

“I’ll masturbate afterward, and yell out so that everybody that is anywhere on the property will hear me. I will yell out, ‘FUCK ME!’ as loud as I can, and then I will walk out of this room with your fresh cum between my legs. Everybody will think whatever they want, and almost everybody knows that I’m a virgin.”

“Why?”

“There are two reasons, Jim. First, I want people to think I’ve been fucked, even Archy. Second, I want to see the expression on Archy’s face on our wedding night when he finds out that his assumption was wrong!”

I laughed. “That could be dangerous, June.”

“Why?” June asked.

“What if Archy takes offense?”

“He gave me his permission, Jim.”

“He’s human. I know how much he loves you. If he thinks I took something from him, then he might be angry, and not just at me.”

June laughed. “I know Archy better than you do. He will truly pretend it didn’t happen, even with the incriminating evidence in front of him.”

“Are you willing to gamble that on such a silly thing?” I asked.

“You seem to resent that people think that you are as wonderful as you really are. What would people think if they believe that you deflowered me with Archy around?”

Hmm. They would think that I was less of a perfect person...

“It will also give me yet another ‘Oogie Story.’”

I laughed. I wasn’t comfortable with these “Oogie Stories” but June had a great idea.

I tried to do my best, I really tried. However, there was a mental image of Archy, Kristen, Camille, and Patty shaking their head in disappointment in me, and I found myself getting soft.

“Oh, fuck,” June said, disappointed.

“I’m sorry,” I said, sheepishly.

June moved between my legs and took my limp member into her mouth. It didn’t take long for my organ to remember June the blow job maestro and it quickly got hard.

“June?” I called out.

“Yes?” June answered.

“Over the next year, before you graduate, I’d like to make another request of you.”

“What, Jim?”

“Can you pay me a visit and do what you do so wonderfully? I don’t want it on a regular basis, but as something special. I don’t think I could ever face the idea of never having one of your wonderful blow jobs ever again.”

“Jim, you could ask me to do it on stage during the high school commencement, and I’d drop to my knees right then and there.”

I shook my head.

Despite June’s oral talents, I just didn’t have that much to shoot between her legs at the right time. It was little more than a dribble. Between Kristen, Camille, and now June, I think that I reached some sort of limit.

As June wiped my dick against her legs, I heard her start to shout. “Fuck me, Oogie! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! YEAH! YEAH! FUCK ME! I’M YOUR FUCKING CUM WHORE PUSSY SLAVE, OOGIE! AAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIII!”

It was a performance worthy of an Oscar.

June and I exited Camille’s bedroom. I wore my bathing suit, and June was naked, with her bathing suit in her hands.

Patty and Toby saw us exit, and Patty noticed June’s nudity and the “evidence” of our indiscretion. She also noticed that Kristen and Archy were nowhere to be found. June walked over the Patty and Toby and said, “Hello, Jim told me to introduce myself to you. Because he agreed to fuck me, I’m his Pussy Slave, and you are to call me only by that name for the weekend. You can see his sperm between my legs. I’m not allowed to wear clothes until we leave.”

Fuck! June was going out of her way in her little scheme.

June knocked on the door to the master bedroom and entered it, alone.

It just occurred to me that June was going to repeat her little speech to everybody. June assured me that Archy wouldn’t mind, but I hadn’t considered Kristen’s reaction!

“You fucked her?” Patty asked, completely surprised.

I shrugged. I did promise not to spoil June’s game.

The two shook their heads in surprise and walked away.

June came back out the bedroom door.

Neither Kristen nor Archy came out with her.

June moved over to me and kissed me. “Thank you, Master!”

Apparently, June hadn’t heard Lynette’s “proper” name for me. I didn’t really feel like “Mr. Big” right now. I felt like “Mr. Asshole.”

June noticed Wendy and Gerry and went over to them to make her announcement.

Wendy’s reaction was interesting. She walked over to me and said, “Ooh, Oogie! Can I be your Pussy Slave, too?”

The big smile and the laughter in Wendy’s eyes told me that she was just kidding.

Kristen came out of the master bedroom. She was nude. “Can I see you, Jim?”

This was my moment of truth. I nodded and went into the master bedroom.

Kristen shut the door behind me and demanded, “What’s June’s game?”

I pretended innocence. “What game?”

“June said you fucked her. I just convinced Archy that you didn’t.”

“Huh?”

“Tell June that when a virgin gets fucked, most of the time, there’s blood.”

I laughed. Archy noticed this and realized that I just confirmed Kristen’s observation. “Can the two of you keep a secret?”

Kristen and Archy nodded.

“Do you remember what Patty was telling me in the pool?”

Kristen nodded, but Archy was confused. Kristen filled him in.

“Patty told me that people tell ‘Oogie Stories,’” I said. “June told me the same thing, and then she admitted that Archy gave her permission to lose her virginity.”

Archy nodded his head slowly. There wasn’t any anger in Archy’s eyes, I noticed.

I continued. “June’s idea was to let people see she was fucked, and to surprise Archy on her wedding night. She said that if Archy thought that I fucked her, Archy would simply pretend that it didn’t happen. She also said it would give me a bit of nastiness that would keep people from thinking that I’m Mr. Perfect.”

It took a few moments, and then both Archy and Kristen laughed.

“You know, Jim, we now have our own ‘Oogie Story!’” Archy said. “I’ll have to wait until my wedding night to tell June. I think that I’ll write it in a letter and have her read it the next morning.”

I smiled.

“You’re also going to have to follow through on this,” Archy said. “I know June, and if you don’t treat her as Pussy Slave, she’s going to get more and more outrageous.”

I think my face must have registered my shock.

Archy laughed, while Kristen was confused.

Archy turned to my Goddess and said, “Jim just realized something that I was dreading this weekend. He’s thinking of what it will be like to have two of June’s blow jobs in two days.”

I nodded, and said, without thinking. “I’ve already received two today.”

“What?” Archy said, completely surprised.

I repeated myself, still dreading what Hurricane June could do to a young person like me.

Archy shook his head. “Now I have another ‘Oogie Story!’ I don’t think I could take two in two days, let alone two in ninety minutes!”

I dumbly nodded my head, realizing what I let myself in for.