The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Stacy ended up driving the three of them to a hotel. Phil got them a room, and when they were settled, Phil started by massaging Stacy.

Tiffany watched, as Phil worked Stacy up, he started on her back and shoulders, but soon he was massaging Stacy’s breasts and if Stacy’s moaning was any indication, she was getting very into it. Tiffany lived to please her husband Phil, so seeing his own enjoyment was starting to make her get hot and bothered as well.

Thoroughly wet at this point, Stacy started helping Phil with his pants. She admired his dick for a moment, before gently pushing him onto his back and staddling it. God, he felt so amazing inside of her. The two of them started fucking, and Tiffany was no longer content to just watch.

Tiffany tore off her panties, and started straddling Phil’s head. He took her cue and started eating his wife out. God! He really knew how to work her clit with his tongue. She had been married to Phil for 10 years, but somehow it felt like he was eating her out for the first time and it was amazing!

Tiffany and Stacy looked at each other, fucking, getting fucked. Seeing the other woman’s reactions was heightening their arousal. Stacy had never seen a woman quite as hot as Tiffany. It was hard to believe she was the same age as Phil—she didn’t look a day over 18—her breasts, her butt, everything was so tight and fit. For her part, Tiffany loved watching the expressions on Stacy’s face—she felt a certain pride that Phil, her husband, was the one doing that.

Tiffany and Stacy started making out. Everyone’s hands were roaming, finding new, pleasurable places to rub or squeeze and they were twisting and groping, and sucking and shivering with pleasure at every thrust, at every lick, at every sensuous touch. It was the hottest thing any of them had ever been through.

Time disappeared for them. Soon Phil’s skillful manipulations had worked Tiffany and Stacy up to peaks of pleasure that made their stomachs do somersaults and their legs turn to jelly. They both let out moans of intense pleasure as their bodies were rocked by a pleasure that took them at almost the same time.

After Phil kept them at the peak of pleasure, giving them orgasm after orgasm, he finally felt himself cumming in Stacy and the three of them were soon a panting, sweating huddled mass on the bed. They soaked in the afterglow. Not a single thought crossed their minds.

Eventually, as coherent, rationally thought slowly returned to Phil, he wondered how the kids and babysitter were doing.

Lizzy and Eric wrestled on the ground for several seconds both trying to keep their hands on the device. Lizzy had no idea what it was, or why her boyfriend-slash-kid-she-was-babysitting wanted it so bad, but she knew she couldn’t let him have it.

As they were wrestling, the two of them were haphazardly pressing the button. Luckily, none of them were hitting either of the two of them. Until one of them made their mark.

After Lizzy asked, “Why. do. you. want. this. so. bad. anyways?” while playing tug-o-war with the device

Eric retorted, “Can’t you can tell that something strange is going on!?”

Lizzy yelled, “Just forget about this thing and let me go!” as it was pointed at Eric with the button pressed.

He had a blank look as he let go of the device, and got off of her.

He blushed a little as he saw the bathrobe had come off of her shoulders, and her breasts were bare for the world to see.

“Are you okay, Lizzy?” he asked his girlfriend bashfully.

Lizzy lay there breathing heavily and taking stock of her situation. Physically, she hadn’t been roughed up too bad, but something was feeling off.

“Why did you just stop?” she asked aloud.

“Stop what?”

“Stop fighting me for this?” she said, holding up the device.

He shook his head, “Why would I fight you over that? I’ve never seen that in my life.”

Lizzy sat there as realization dawned on her. This garage door opener wasn’t a garage door opener at all! It was some sort of high tech device. What could it do? It seemed to have made Eric forget all about it.

“Okay, Eric,” Lizzy said, shaking her head. “That was not cool. I don’t think I can be with a boy who randomly tackles me like that. I- I think I’m breaking up with you?”

Eric’s eyes started to fill with tears. “B-but I didn’t do anything wrong!” he insisted.

Lizzy was not ready for this. She did not need her ex-boyfriend crying his eyes out while she was babysitting him. The device had made Eric forget about it, maybe...

She clicked the button and aimed the device at Eric, “Eric, you’re not sad about breaking up with me. You and I were never boyfriend and girlfriend. In fact, you’re not interested in girls yet at all. You’re a virgin, and you won’t be interested in girls for a little while yet.”

Eric blinked before smiling at Lizzy, “Hey, I’m going to go play video games. Is that okay?”

Lizzy barely nodded before he was zooming out of the room. The change was incredible. He didn’t even care about her state of partial undress. He was utterly incurious about the female form.

She sat up and decided to get back into her normal clothes. She got dressed, and was feeling a little conflicted. Was it okay to just take away memories from Eric? She decided not to think about that for now. She needed to get through with babysitting this evening, and figure out what to do with the device. In fact, it occurred to her that there might be someone else who knew about the device—who had she taken it from again? She went to check up on Mary.

“Hey, Mary,” Lizzy said. “Did you know this device was special?”

Mary looked triumphant. “Yes, I’ve been trying to get it back this whole time so I could fix—”

Lizzy clicked the device and pointed it at Mary.

“You remember nothing about the device. You’re going to be a perfect angel for the rest of the night, and go to sleep immediately when I put you to bed.”

Mary had a blank look, and then smiled at Lizzy. “Hello, Lizzy. Whatcha doing?”

Lizzy shrugged, “Nothing. Why don’t you go off and play?”

Mary smiled, and ran off. Lizzy looked at the device in wonder. So it didn’t just erase memories.

Lizzy sighed. That was a weight off her shoulders. Now she could just take care of the baby, and make sure that Eric didn’t get into too much trouble.

Partway through the night, a thought occurred to her. Where did Mary get the device in the first place? It clearly wasn’t a toy. Did it belong to their parents? It had to, she decided. Lizzy decided that she wanted to hold on to the device, but if she wanted to do that, she had to be sure no one was going to come after it. That meant, she would have to find a way to deal with the parents.

Lizzy put down the three kids for the night, and was watching TV when the doorbell rang.

She answered the door. It was Mr. and Mrs. Smith looking more than a little tipsy, and with their clothes and haired disheveled in that unmistakable way...

Lizzy gave them a knowing look.

“How were the kids?” Phil asked.

Lizzy smiled, “Oh, they were perfect angels. They’re all sleeping now.”

“Good, good,” Tiffany said, smiling.

“Oh, by the way,” Phil asked. “You wouldn’t have happened to find a garage door opener would you?”

Bingo. Lizzy knew that one of the parents had to know about it.

“Yeah, now that you mention it,” Lizzy said. “Why don’t you follow me, I put it over here.”

Phil followed her unsteadily, into another room. Lizzy aimed the device and pressed the button.

“Mr. Smith, you don’t remember ever having this device. Everything in your life is normal—as it should be. You’re not missing anything and nothing is out of place. Oh, and you’re going to keep hiring me as a babysitter. And you’re going to give me more money when you do.”

A year had passed since that day.

It was Phil and Tiffany’s 11th anniversary, and things were going strong between the two of them. Phil didn’t know how he had lucked out so much. A hot sexy wife, the beautiful mother of his three kids, and she was up for anything as long as it pleased him.

Tom was one year old, and had taken his first steps, and had a surprisingly robust vocabulary for his age.

Eric was a rising star on the middle school basketball team.

And Mary was doing great in elementary school.

Phil couldn’t help but think he had an idyllic life.

There was a knock at the door, and Phil went down to answer it.

Standing there was Lizzy, working hard on a piece of bubble gum. She had started attending the local college, and was staying with her parents to save on money.

Seeing Lizzy standing there, Phil couldn’t help but feel a sense of deja vu. It was strange, when he saw Lizzy again after not seeing her for a long time, he always felt like there was more there. Like, in a dream or some other strange alternate life, he had known her as something different than she was. But that was silly.

He let Lizzy in, and she went down to take care of the kids. Phil could tell that the kids loved Lizzy. It was like she had a natural maternal instinct for them or something. (Although, Eric had started started discovering girls in the last month or so, and he had started looking at Lizzy differently recently...) Tiffany loved the kids too, but sometimes he could tell that mothering wasn’t second nature to her. Oh well, no one was perfect.

Phil was about to leave on his anniversary date with Tiffany, when there was another knock on the door. Who could that be?

Phil answered it, and saw a man holding a package and a clip board for him to sign off on.