The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Kenny Kinsley didn’t think of himself as a stalker. He was just a fan. It didn’t matter that he had pictures of the actress on his bedroom wall. He was just a really, really big fan.

But that didn’t mean he was a stalker.

That day, he was reading an article about his favorite actress in one of the many magazines that dealt with news of the glamorous and sometimes glamorous wannabes and the more he read, the more upset he became.

Damn gossip rags, Kenny thought. She wasn’t like that. She wasn’t a slut.

He read on until he came to the end of the article. Damned gossip mag. He fired up his computer. He needed to get this out to his people. As head of the local chapter of the Janine Ainsley fan club, his people needed to know how the press was assassinating the character of this outstanding actress.

His fingers flew over the keys on his keyboard and when he was finally done, he just sat there wondering what more he could do.

What more could he do, he wondered. What more could he do?

He looked at the magazine. He looked at the author. Was there anything there? Was there anything he could do to discredit the source? Was there anything he could do? He decided there wasn’t.

Of course, this one was only the latest. It pissed him off what they were saying about Janine. They were saying that she’d changed. They were saying that she was looser now. It was all a matter of who was she hanging around with now. Of course, they’d say anything to sell their tawdry, little rags but it pissed Kenny off that they were able to drag the name of a great actress through the mud like that. That just wasn’t right.

He’d actually seen her once.

It was on the set of “Foolhardy Fools.” Not one of her better movies. Even Kenny had to admit that, but then she’d done the best she could with the script but the director, he was such a complete jerk. He looked like he was barely out of film school and he was so totally hitting on her. Why she didn’t turn around and slap the jerk was beyond Kenny but maybe that was just because she was a professional. She probably had to go along to get along.

He looked at the row upon row of pictures that adorned his wall and he wondered what more he could do for her.

He wouldn’t be able to do anything for her if he didn’t get his ass into work so reluctantly, he shut down his laptop and he headed out of his apartment.

When he reached work, he logged in and for the rest of the morning, he focused on his job. He worked in payroll. It was hardly complicated but there were certain things that needed to be done in a certain fashion and Kenny was good at what he did.

During the day, he browsed through some of the more notorious sites. It was always worthwhile to keep an eye out for what the rags might be saying next about his favorite actress.

Around about three o’clock, Cheryl Atkins leaned over the divider between their two cubes. “Hey, Kenny,” she asked. “You going to go to Carter’s going away party after work?”

“Nah. I got things to do.”

Cheryl leaned even farther over the half-wall. “Like what? You going to go home and pine after your girlfriend?” she asked with a laugh.

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“Yeah. You know what? That’s what makes it even worse. You’re pining around over some girl who doesn’t even know you exist.”

“I am not.”

“Oh yeah? Then what are you doing?”

“Nothing.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. Come on. Come to the bar with us.”

“I don’t want to,” Kenny said. “I don’t even like Carter. He’s an insufferable know-it-all.”

Cheryl smiled. “You think any of the rest of us like him either? He’s a jerk. Everyone knows that.”

“Then why are you going?”

“Think of it as a celebration.”

“A celebration of what?”

Cheryl just smiled. “A celebration as in good riddance to Carter and oh by the way, don’t let the door hit you on the backside on the way out.”

“I don’t know.”

“Oh come on. It’s a chance to have some fun. Come out and join us for once.”

Cheryl was right. Kenny knew that. He really should get out more, he told himself.

“Come on,” his coworker cooed seductively, almost as if she seemed to sense him beginning to waver.

“Well, I guess,” Kenny said grudgingly.

“You’re going to come?”

“Yeah. I’m going to come.”

“Cool. We’ll see you there.”

Kenny sighed. What had he just gotten himself into, he wondered. Whatever it was, he told himself, he’d just obligated himself to show up at O’Dooles. He just hoped he wasn’t going to regret this.

His coworkers had managed to get some tables off in the corner. A large banner said, “Good-by, Carter. We’ll miss you.” And the object of this attention was eating it up. “Maybe I should come back and leave again,” he joked.

Cheryl was right. This wasn’t really about Carter. It was about a chance to party.

Okay, maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea, Kenny told himself and Sylvia Lewis from Accounting, well he’d never seen her look so alive. He’d always kind of thought of her as kind of dour, but she wasn’t dour this night. In fact, what she was doing to Carlos Martin was undour to the max.

He needed another beer so Kenny made his way to the bar when a woman brushed up next to him. “Oh my God. You’re Janine Ainsley.”

The girl just looked at him. “Do I know you?”

Kenny looked down at his fingers and then he grabbed for a napkin to clean the barbecue sauce off his fingers. “I’m, um, I mean, no, you don’t, but I’m your biggest fan but I’ll bet you hear that all the time.”

“Is that right?”

The party for the soon-to-be departing Carter was suddenly a distant memory. “I’m Kenny Kinsley,” he said as he stuck his hand out. “I’m the president of the local fan club.”

The actress nodded as she shook Kenny’s hand.

“What are you doing here?” Kenny asked. “Are you here to research a part or something?”

“What?”

“Why are you here in this bar?”

She couldn’t really tell him why she was here in the bar, the actress told herself. She really couldn’t tell him that she’d been driving around when her pussy had gotten so horny that she just couldn’t help herself. She couldn’t really tell him that she’d seen this bar and she’d pulled over just to see if she could find some guy to fuck.

She couldn’t tell him any of that but she had to tell him something. “Yeah,” she said. “It’s like you said. I’m researching a part.”

“Cool. I can’t wait,” the excited Kenny said. “What’s the name of the film?”

“The name of the film?”

“Yeah. For the part.”

“Oh. I, um, I don’t actually have the part yet,” Janine lied. Actually, it wasn’t really a lie, she told herself, considering that there wasn’t even a part for her to have. “I’m just researching it to see if I’d want it,” she said lamely.

“Oh hey, that’s cool. So what’s the part?”

“What?”

“What’s it about?”

“Oh, um, it’s like you said. It’s about a waitress in a bar and all kinds of funny things happen to her and it’s how she tries to ... um, to live her life. Hey, what’d you say your name was again.”

“It’s Kenny. Kenny Kinsley.”

“Yeah, um, Kenny? Could I, um, could I ask a favor of you?”

“Sure. Anything. What do you want?”

“Could I take you home?”

“You want to take me to my home?”

“No. I want to take you to my home.”

“Why?”

God, was he dense, the actress asked herself. Didn’t he get it? He said he was a fan. He should be jumping at the opportunity to go anywhere with her. “I just want to,” she said. “You’re not tied to anything here, are you?”

Kenny looked at his coworkers and at the going away party for Carter. He shook his head. “No one’s going to miss me if I cut out of here early.”

“Good, ‘cause I really want you to come home with me.”

“Okay.”

All the way back to Janine Ainsley’s apartment, Kenny Kinsley kept on asking himself if this was real. Part of him wanted to pinch himself just to make sure it was. The other part of him didn’t want to pinch himself just in case it wasn’t.

They made it back to the apartment building and Janine led Kenny through the lobby and then she led him up to her apartment. “Can I get you something?” she asked.

“Maybe some water,” Kenny said.

“Sure thing,” the actress said and moments later, she returned with two bottles of water. “Come here and sit with me on the couch,” she said.

Kenny sat as he was told to do.

“So you’re the president of my fan club,” Janine said.

Kenny nodded.

“What do you do?”

“Do?”

“As President of my fan club. What do you do?”

“I read up a lot on you. I answer questions people have. Sometimes, I’ll organize chats. That kind of thing.”

“Sounds like hard work.”

“Not really. It’s a labor of love.”

“But I’ll bet no one pays you for it.”

“Of course not.”

“And I’ll bet no one ever says thank you.”

“Not generally, no.”

“But they should.”

“Should what?”

“They should say thank you. You know. Something like this.”

Kenny couldn’t help but gasp as the actress leaned forward and then started to stroke her hand over the front of his pants. It was just so unexpected.

“It feels like you’re hard in there,” the actress cooed.

“Y-yeah,” the man stammered. Oh my God. What was happening?

“Can I see?” the actress asked.

“See what?”

Janine’s hands unzipped the man’s pants and then she was pushing her hand inside and moments later, she was stroking her hand over the ridge in the man’s cotton underwear. “I want to see this,” she said.

“Oh God,” Kenny moaned.

Janine’s hand stroked him for a moment longer before it withdrew but it was only so that her hands could undo Kenny’s belt. “Let’s get these off of you,” she said.

Kenny didn’t remember helping her out but he must have. With him sitting on his butt, there was no way she could have gotten his jeans down around his knees if he hadn’t helped but that was exactly where his jeans were and then her hand was back again and she was stroking his cock again through his underwear and then her hand was reaching inside.

“Someone should really thank you properly,” Janine cooed as she brought him out into the light.

And that was when Kenny groaned again as those lips slid down around his shaft. “Fuck,” the man moaned. “Fuck!”

He couldn’t believe it. His favorite actress was sucking his cock. He couldn’t cum, he told himself. Okay, he could cum, but he shouldn’t cum. She might not like it. Oh but fuck, that was so good. There was nothing that he wanted more than to cum in her mouth.

The actress pulled back. “What’s the matter?” she asked with a pout.

“What?”

“Am I not doing it right?”

“Aren’t you doing what right?”

“Aren’t I sucking your cock right?”

“You’re doing great,” Kenny said.

“But you haven’t cum yet.”

“I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

“Of course, I want you to, silly. That’s why I’m sucking your cock,” and with that, the actress once more applied herself to Kenny’s cock.

Oh God, Kenny thought. Oh God. Fuck. Now that he knew it was okay. Oh God.

The man groaned as his cock finally unleashed itself inside the actress’s mouth and there she was to suck his cum in and drink him down.

It was the next day and Kenny was back at work. He couldn’t believe what had happened the night before. It just seemed so unreal that it couldn’t possibly be true and yet ...

And yet he remembered it all.

He couldn’t have imagined it, could he, and yet ...

And yet how could it have happened.

He was looking at a spreadsheet at work when his phone rang. Idly, he reached for the receiver even as he continued his work. “This is Kenny,” he said.

“Hey, Kenny,” a voice cooed in his ear.

Kenny’s hand tightened on the receiver. “Who is this?” he asked.

“Kenny, honey, don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten what we did last night.”

“I remember.”

“Then why’d you ask who it was?”

“Because I’m still trying to decide if it was real or not.”

“Oh it was real,” the voice on the other end of the line said.

“It was?”

“Sure it was. So real in fact that I want to do it again.”

“You do?”

“Mm hmm. That’s why I want to know if you can come over tonight after work.”

“You want me to come over tonight?”

“Mm hmm.”

“Why?”

“I think you know why.”

Oh God, the man thought.

“Can you come over tonight?”

Kenny gulped. Sure, he was her biggest fan, but he wasn’t that kind of fan, was he, and yet ...

“Kenny?”

“I’ll be there.”

“Good. I’ll see you tonight.”

For the rest of the day, Kenny was walking on air. He’d been forgiven for what had happened the night before and what was better than that was that he was going to get to see his favorite actress again. He couldn’t believe his good fortune.

“I’m here to see Janine Ainsley,” he told the man at the front desk.

Was the man smirking, Kenny thought. It almost seemed that way and then the man’s features were once more professional but Kenny couldn’t help but get the feeling that the man was smirking at him. “Is she expecting you?” the doorman asked.

That was actually a good question. Sure, Janine had asked him to come over after work but they hadn’t actually set a time. Still, this man at the front desk didn’t need to know that. “She is,” Kenny said.

“I see, and your name?”

“Kenny Kinsley.”

“If you’ll wait here,” the doorman said, “I’ll see if Ms. Ainsley is receiving visitors.”

Kenny nodded. He would have preferred to go on up but he understood the need to wait. After all, when you were a big important star like Janine Ainsley was, it was only logical that you were going to need someone to keep the adoring masses away.

The doorman put down the phone. “Ms. Ainsley says you can go on up,” the doorman said. “You know which apartment it is?”

Kenny nodded.

“Have fun,” the doorman said.

There it was again, or there it almost was if only for a moment. A knowing smirk that dissolved back into an implacable face.

Kenny rode the elevator up and then he was walking down the hallway and he was knocking on Janine’s door.

She was wearing a pair of gray flannel sweatpants and a light top when she greeted Kenny at the door. “Hey,” she said. “I’m glad you could make it.”

She was short, Kenny realized and that’s when he realized she was also barefoot. Had he not noticed her height before, he wondered or had she just been wearing heels before. Of course, it didn’t really matter. He liked her no matter how tall she was.

“You want to have a seat on the couch,” the actress said. “I’ll be in in a minute.”

“Sure,” Kenny said.

Janine came out of the kitchen carrying a bottle of wine. “Since you were in bar last night, I assumed you drank.”

“Well yeah, but not to excess or anything like that.”

“I didn’t say that. I drink some, too, you know.”

“I didn’t know.”

Janine looked at Kenny. “I thought you read the tabloids.”

“Well yeah.”

“So then you must know.”

“They’re all a pack of lies.”

“They’re not all lies.”

“No?”

“No. I drink sometimes. Sometimes for fun. Sometimes to make the fun easier. And sometimes, to forget the fun I’ve had.

Kenny didn’t like the way that sounded.

“But this isn’t about that,” the actress said. “The reason I invited you back is so we could have a little fun.”

That sounded better.

“Now, if you would, please remove your pants.”

“W-what?!”

“I asked you to remove your pants.”

“I ... I ... but why?” Kenny stammered.

“Because I’m hot,” the actress said.

“Yeah but—”

“But what? You said you were my biggest fan, didn’t you?”

“Yeah but, but I meant on screen, you know.”

“Are you telling me you don’t find me attractive.”

“No.”

“No?”

“I mean no. I mean, I find you attractive and all that, but ... but that’s not why I’m your biggest fan.”

“Oh really, so what you’re saying is you don’t find me attractive?”

“No. It’s not that—”

“So you do find me attractive?”

“Yes, but—”

“But what?”

“But I didn’t think that’s what you wanted. I thought ... I mean, I thought you wanted to talk.”

“Are you saying you’d rather talk than fuck?”

“No,” Kenny said hesitantly.

“Then take off your pants.”

For a moment, it seemed as if Kenny might still balk at the suggestion but that was only for a moment and then he was finally taking off his pants.

“The underwear too,” Janine said.

Kenny removed his underwear too.

“And now it’s my turn,” Janine said as she went to stand in front of the man. She was standing between his legs and she had her back to him. “Do you see my ass?” she asked.

“Y-yeah,” the boy stammered.

“Do you really?”

“Yeah,” the boy said again.

“I don’t believe you,” the actress said.

“What do you mean. It’s right there in front of me.”

“Yeah, but I’m still wearing my sweatpants. You need to pull those down if you want to see my ass.”

“You’re not like I thought you’d be,” Kenny said.

“I don’t hear you complaining,” the actress said. “Now if you please, I really need you take those sweats down.”

Kenny reached up and he took Janine’s sweats down and it was only then that he found out that the actress wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Now you can see my ass,” the girl cooed. “You know, you can touch it if you want.”

Kenny’s hands moved slowly at first but then they were sliding up the girl’s legs and soon, he was wrapping his hands around her ass.

“Mmm,” the girl cooed even as her ass wriggled in the boy’s hands. “That’s what I like. I’ll bet that’s what you like, too.”

“Yeah,” the fan moaned.

“I’ll bet you want something else, too. I’ll bet you want to feel what it feels like to have my little, bare bottom rubbing up against your big, hard cock.”

Kenny couldn’t help but groan. It didn’t matter what he might or might not have wanted before. It was just the thought of that, the thought of his favorite actress with her bare bottom stroking his engorged cock that held his attention.

“Is that what you want?” the girl asked again.

“Yes.”

“Yeah,” the actress cooed and her body slid lower over the young man’s body. “Yeah. You know I know what you want.”

The man groaned as the young woman’s bottom brushed up against his cock and then he groaned again as her bottom stroked his cock even harder.

“I think you know what you should do,” the actress purred.

“What?”

“I think you should take my top off,” the actress suggested.

Mmm yeah, the man thought. Take her top off. That was exactly what he wanted to do and then he was doing exactly that, lifting her top and making her totally naked.

“Oooh look,” the girl purred. “Pretty boobies. Does it make you hard thinking about my boobies?”

“Yeah,” the man groaned.

“I’ll bet it does.” The actress grabbed the man’s hands even as she continued to wriggle her bottom against the man’s cock. “Yeah, I’ll bet it does,” she said. “I’ll bet you like to jack off thinking about my boobies. I’ll bet you want to touch my boobies, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” the man groaned.

“Well here they are,” the girl said as she brought his hands up to her breasts.

Kenny groaned again.

“I can tell you like them,” the girl said, “but you know what?”

“What?”

“I don’t think it’s fair.”

“What’s not fair?”

“I don’t have any clothes on but you do. I would have thought you would have taken your clothes off by now. Don’t you like me?”

“I like you just fine.”

“Then show me.”

It took Kenny only a moment longer before he was removing the rest of his clothes.

Janine turned to face him even as she once more seated herself on his lap and her hand stroked Kenny’s now bare chest. “Oooh,” she purred. “You really do like me.”

“Yeah.”

“But you want to know something?”

“What?”

“There’s a reason I brought out the wine just for you.”

“There is?”

“Mm hmm. I only bring it out for special persons,” she said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Here, let me show you,” and with that, she settled down between the man’s knees and she uncorked the wine and she poured some of it over the man’s dick.

“Oh fuck, that’s cold.”

“Oh my, it is. Let me warm that up for you then,” and with that, Janine let her mouth slide down over the man’s cock.

“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.

Janine pulled her mouth free from Kenny’s cock. “This is the only way I like to drink wine,” she said as her hand stroked his cock. “In fact, now that I think about it, I think I’d like some more.”

Without warning, more of the wine was poured over his cock and then almost as quickly, her mouth was there to suck and lick the wine up off of his cock.

Again, this was repeated, and again and again.

But finally, the actress pulled back. “I just realized,” she said. “I’m being selfish.”

“What?”

“I’m being selfish. I’m thinking maybe you want a little wine, too.”

“No, no. I’m fine.”

“Nonsense. You need some wine, too,” and with that, Janine Ainsley got up and she joined the man on the couch. She sat facing him with her legs spread and the throat of the bottle poised just above her pussy. “You sure you won’t have some wine?” she asked.

Kenny stared at the bottle and then at the girl’s pussy. “Well,” he said finally. “Maybe a little.”

The actress smiled. “I thought maybe you’d like this,” she said and then she poured a dash of wine over her pussy. “Oooh, that’s cold,” she murmured. “Maybe you could warm that up for me.”

Kenny looked at that pussy all nice and wet with the wine and then in the next moment, he was sliding down and he was licking away.

“Oh yeah,” Janine purred. “That’s good. More wine?”

For a moment, it seemed as if Kenny hadn’t heard her but then he pulled back and moments later, there was more wine splashing over the girl’s cunt.

“Oooh cold,” Janine moaned and then she moaned again as Kenny’s tongue once more went to work on her pussy.

“You can see why I like my wine,” the actress purred even as the man continued to eat her pussy.

Kenny didn’t say anything. He just kept licking that pussy.

“Oh fuck,” the girl groaned, “I think you like my wine, too, but you know what I want?”

After a couple more licks, Kenny pulled back and he looked up at the girl. “What?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“You’re sure?”

“Of course. You didn’t think we were going to come this far and just stop, did you?”

“But you’re Janine Ainsley.”

“I know who I am and you said you were my biggest fan.”

“Yeah?”

“So I want you to prove it. I want you to show me just how big you are.”

Kenny couldn’t believe this was happening to him but then he decided not to think about it. It didn’t matter why this was happening. The only thing that mattered was that it was happening and that’s when he brought his cock forward and he pushed it in between Janine’s legs.

“Oh yeah,” the girl moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s what I need.”

He wasn’t trying to think it out anymore. Why should he? It just didn’t make any sense anyways and besides, that pussy was right there.

“Oh yeah,” the girl moaned. “Oh yeah. It feels so fucking good. I fucking love to fuck.”

Kenny groaned. He knew he was going to cum. He was so close. Should he tell her.

“Oh yeah,” the girl moaned.

Oh fuck. He was going to cum. He wasn’t going to tell her. It was too late anyway and he groaned as his cock came inside that tight, little cunt.

“Oh my God,” Janine moaned. “Oh my God. You’re cumming.”

He should have told her, Kenny chastised himself.

“You’re cumming,” the girl said again. “Oh my God. I love it,” and with that, her pussy showed Kenny just how much she really did love it.

Her pussy was milking his cock. Her pussy just kept squeezing him even as the girl played with her tits and looked up at him. “Oh my God,” she moaned.

When her pussy had finally released its hold on him, Kenny finally retrieved his cock from her pussy and he waited to see what the girl would do next.

“That was fun,” she said, “but you know what?”

“What?”

“I think someone needs to have his cock cleaned.”

“What?”

“And if that someone were to bring his cock over here, I’d be happy to lick him clean, and after that, if he wanted to, maybe that someone could fuck me again. What do you say to that?”

What did he say to that? Oh fuck, the boy groaned to himself and hell yes.

It was six months later and Kenny Kinsley was staring at the new object of his affection. She was a new actress but she was stunning in her roles and she seemed to be going places, Kenny thought, not like that slut Janine Ainsley. It seemed like all she ever wanted was sex and that was fine, if that was all you wanted, too.