The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

A few days had passed since I had introduced Linda to the idea of inviting another woman—specifically our old babysitter Emily—into our bed. Although once I had laid the foundation, I hadn’t really done anything to progress things any further. To be honest I had been indulging myself terribly; spending most of the time enjoying my new and improved lifestyle.

I was aware on some level that I was allowing myself to sink further and further into depravity, but it no longer unduly worried me. The crux was that it was becoming quite difficult to resist the temptation to give in and fuck my daughter—the only thing that allowed me to hold back was the thought of her willingly giving herself to me. And that—well that required some groundwork.

Of course that didn’t mean I had been a saint around her either.

The next step in my plan was to have a threesome with my wife and I had been considering how and when to implement that. I didn’t want Kara involved for this—my daughter tended to distract me after all. But then an opportunity presented itself to me.

Kara had come down to the living room in the evening while Linda and I sat on the couch, and asked us if it was alright if she spent Saturday night over at Michelle’s house. I had exchanged a significant look with Linda as soon as our daughter had asked—masquerading the glance as simple parental consideration—and my wife had flushed prettily, smiling in return. I granted Kara permission after a few required follow up questions about what they were planning on doing, and suddenly everything was all set.

“So do you really think we could?” Linda asked me breathlessly as soon as Kara had bounded back up the stairs.

“Yes.” I told her. “We’ll do it that night.”

“Its so soon though.” Linda said, trying to be reasonable but her flushed face belied her words. “We haven’t even spoken to her yet!”

“Let me worry about that.” I told her firmly. “I’ll invite her over and we can go from there.”

“Do you think we can actually —” Linda swallowed “— make something like that happen in only one night?”

“Why not?” I said. “We can have some drinks, see where the night goes … don’t you think it will be fun to try and seduce the girl?”

“Yes.” Linda agreed softly. She places a hand on my crotch and felt my growing erection through my pants. “I see you like the idea too.”

I put my arm around Linda and pulled her up into my lap, cupping a full breast as I did and squeezing it gently.

“I don’t see how she could resist you—I certainly can’t!” I teased her.

“I think Emily will be more interested in what you have than me.” Linda said wryly. She shifted her ass playfully, rubbing her buttocks on my cock.

As my wife ground her rear into my crotch, I marvelled at the situation I found myself in. So quickly had she changed her outlook! As long as it was coached in the framework of us sharing the girl, she had no issues at all with me fucking someone else. I remembered the fantasy I had played out a few days before with Emily and her family in the kitchen. It didn’t have to be only a fantasy—I could have that in reality!

“She only gets that if she takes this.” I said, sliding my hand down between my wife’s thighs and rubbing her crotch gently. Linda shivered under my hands. “We want a plaything we can both enjoy after all.”

“Fuck.” Linda breathed, her voice sounding thick with desire. She squirmed on my lap with renewed vigour. “I hope we can make it happen.”

“Trust me baby.” I said soothingly. “I’ll make sure of it.

Linda twisted around so that she could kiss me, locking her lips with mine in a savage dance.

“I trust you.” She purred.

The following day I was at home by myself—all set to begin arranging the big night. I had a good idea of Emily’s morning routine by now—she went on a morning jog everyday, and she always made sure to pass by my house at roughly the same time in the hopes of running into me. This time when she reached my driveway—peering hopefully through the screen of trees as she usually did—I was standing at the front door waiting. Emily checked her stride at actually seeing me there; visibly quivering with a desire to come over and speak to me. I smiled and gestured her over; grinning inwardly in triumph as she trotted eagerly up my driveway towards me.

“Hi!” Emily said brightly, bouncing to a stop that was ever so slightly within my personal space. Not that I minded of course.

“Morning Emily.” I said, enjoying the look of flushed anticipation and excitement that she wore in my presence. “Staying active I see.”

“I try to, anyway.” She said with becoming modestly. Emily shifted, presenting herself in a way that highlighted her lithe and supple body. The girl knew she looked good and knew how to show herself off.

“I can see that.” I said appreciatively, making no effort to hide as I ran my gaze over her body. Emily flushed in pleasure, my first few inadvertent commands to her taking effect. She enjoyed showing herself off to me. Of course, the more recent directions that she be very attracted to me probably helped as well.

“You’re sweet Mike.” She said flirtatiously, shifting in front of me in a beguiling manner. I eyed her appreciatively; remembering how it felt to thrust into her tight little pussy. It was perversely hotter because she didn’t even know it had happened.

“Are you free this saturday?” I said baldly.

She blushed again, and then flashed me a wicked and suggestive look.

“I don’t think I have anything planned. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I mentioned to Linda that you stopped by the other day.” I said to her. “She was quite put out that she missed you. I’m sure she’d love it if you came over—we could make an evening out of it.”

“What, like dinner with the family?” Emily said, her ardour lessening a tad. Whatever she had thought I was going for, that wasn’t it.

“Nothing quite so formal.” I said, grinning wolfishly at her and choosing my words with care. “Kara is spending the night at a friends house. So you would have to make do with just Linda and I.”

Emily went bright red and pressed her legs tightly together. She tried to master herself, but she was seemed quite excited at what I was suggesting—or at least whatever was running through her head. I had implanted a desire to be seduced by the two of us, and it was clearly at the forefront of her mind.

“Y-yeah. That would be nice.” She said, her voice an octave higher than before. “What do you have in mind?”

Her voice seemed hopeful, and she caught her bottom lip in her teeth unconsciously. I was enjoying stringing this girl along quite a bit; it was appealing to the part of me that craved control.

“Nothing set in stone.” I said evasively, but followed it up with a suggestive wink. “I thought we could have a few drinks and see where the night takes us.”

“Should—should I tell my parents I won’t be home that night?” Emily asked boldly all in a rush, her words tumbling over one another in haste.

“Hmm …” I mused, pretending to consider it. Emily squirmed before me, breathing heavily. Every time she made eye contact with me, she looked down hurriedly as if embarrassed. But she keep flicking her gaze up from under her lashes, hanging on my every word. “Would you like to spend the night Emily? With Linda and I?”

Emily gulped and bobbed her head in the affirmative. It seemed as though she didn’t trust her voice at that moment.

“Then it’s settled.” I said smiling possessively at her. Kara was being picked up by Michelle and her parents at six—giving me plenty of time to enjoy having two women for the first time. I didn’t want my daughter being wise to what her mother and I were up to. Not yet anyway. “Get here at seven pm, and we can start the night.”

“Seven it is.” Emily said. She shifted coquettishly before me and blushed again. “Um, is it fancy drinks? Like, what should I wear?”

“I’m sure I can trust you to choose something appropriate.” I said, reaching out with a hand and cupping her cheek gently. Emily looked at me me with wide, surprised eyes but then she leaned into my palm—closing her eyes to mere slits. I stroked her cheek with my thumb. “But it doesn’t matter in the end—does it?”

“No.” Emily said, soft and accepting.

“Good girl.” I said, feeling her trembling under my hand.

I won’t lie—I was rock hard at this point, and all I could think of was fucking this lovely young girl; just pulling her inside my house and taking her right there on the floor. I knew she would be willing at this point and that fact excited me no end. I was near old enough to be her father, and she had babysat my child only a few years before. It was more than enough to drive me wild.

But I was beginning to recognise the appeal of anticipation. Emily wanted me—that was apparent. However a great part of the reason she was so worked up was the thought of being seduced by both Linda and I. I had implanted that desire within her, and I didn’t want to sell myself short by missing out on the ‘first’ time I fucked Emily.

So, with some regret, I dismissed Emily—pretending to ignore the yearning and entreating look she gave me—and went back inside my house.

Saturday arrived, and to my surprise and concern Michelle turned up at my house in the early afternoon. I was worried that their plans had changed, but it simply turned out to be a case of the girls being bored and deciding to hang out a bit earlier than they had planned—they still intended to go to Michelle’s house later on.

So it was that I got to enjoy a day with two overly energetic teenage girls. It was good in a way—it took my mind off of the night to come. Which isn’t to say that I was agonising over anything; rather, I welcomed the distraction because it made the time go faster. I had been at half-mast all day, thinking about what delights lay in store for me in just a few short hours.

The downside—if I could call it that—was that Michelle was a distraction in another way. I don’t know whether it was because I was hyper-aware of any female interaction now, or if it was because she was acting differently because of what my daughter had told her—maybe it was both—but Michelle was definitely flirting with me.

She made sure that Kara didn’t see her at it, but she wasn’t trying to be overly subtle either. She brushed against me when she passed me in the kitchen—full body contact, not a casual touch—and placed her hand on my arm lingeringly when she spoke to me. Michelle smiled challengingly while she did this, and I have to admit that it sparked an answer to something within me.

I had always thought my daughters friend was an attractive girl, and she didn’t disappoint today. Michelle was not quite as small as Kara, but she was still pretty short. She teetered on the verge of being too skinny, but she balanced it out with some lush c-cup breasts and an appealing peach-shaped ass. Her pretty face had a pleasing dusting of freckles that was framed by her red hair. She was currently wearing a t-shirt and a pair of small denim shorts that gave her the illusion that she was about 90% legs. I couldn’t help but eye her pale thighs appreciatively, and it made me on edge. And then I remembered the content of the text messages between her and my daughter.

Michelle had said I was ‘hot’ hadn’t she? And, to put it mildly, she had been very interested in the fact that I was supposedly ‘good in bed’.

I managed to resist the urge to respond to Michelle’s advances—whatever the situation, I didn’t want to deal with Kara seeing something and getting upset. Which isn’t to say that I intended to be good either—unlike everyone else, I had another option available to me for dealing with flirtatious teenagers.

After both of the girls had gone upstairs to Kara’s room, I waited an appropriate amount of time and then activated the Watch. In this silent world of mine, I made my way up the stairs and to my daughters room—silently opening her door and letting myself inside.

They were both sitting on my daughter’s bed in the midst of a conversation. Kara was reclined against the head of the bed and had her legs splayed out in front of her. She was wearing jeans, so I didn’t get to see the lush curves of her calves and thighs—much to my regret. But my daughter hadn’t been the one teasing me today.

Michelle was sitting across from Kara, cross-legged and relaxed. Her shorts seems so tight in this pose that I legitimately wondered how she had managed to get them on. I walked over to the bed to stand next to them both, and from this vantage point Michelle’s denim clad crotch was on full display. I eyed the sexy thing hungrily, rubbing my dick to relieve the tension in my pants. Damn, but she looked good.

I had walked in on them with no real plan in mind—I had become used to being able to do whatever I wanted with no real need for planning—barring any long term goals of course. But upon taking in the sight of the frozen girl before me I acted without thinking.

I picked Michelle up off of my daughter’s bed with only a faint grunt. There wasn’t much to her at all, and she was very light. I carried her carefully out of Kara’s room, feeling like a hunter carting a trophy back to camp, and took her into my bedroom.

I was hard as a rock as I placed Michelle gently onto my bed. I was non-plussed for a moment about where to go from there—I was operating purely on instinct. She was practically an adult, so surely she’d had sex by now? I’d always got the impression from my daughter’s comments that Michelle had—let’s just say—a more adventurous lifestyle than Kara. I still retained some moral qualms about taking a virgin unaware.

I swiftly stripped the girl until she lay before me completely naked, then took a step back so that I could admire her properly. Her body was pale, soft and lovely—practically glowing in the poorly lit room. She had shockingly pink nipples on the tips of her breasts, and I eyed them hungrily. I had discovered to my disappointment that she had shaved herself bare, so I couldn’t see if her pubic hair was the same hue as what she sported on her head—but then again it boded well for my suspicions.

I leant down and kissed the unresponsive Michelle, tasting her lips and sliding my tongue into her mouth. I plundered her like this, lowering myself to her and gently humping her pliant body. I moved down her body and captured a pink nipple in my mouth, sucking it gently. I alternated between her breasts, nursing on her soft tits while I started awkwardly taking off my pants—they were getting far too confining.

Then, getting more excited by the minute, I got down on my knees on the floor—gripping Michelle’s legs and pulling her to the edge of my bed. I spread her thighs wide, opening her up to me completely. Then I leant forward and licked her pussy from top to bottom, laying my claim to her. I started to eat her out, running my tongue between the folds of her pussy—swirling and exploring. Her body began to respond to my ministrations, and as soon as she was wet enough I carefully slipped a finger inside of her. I grinned to myself when I didn’t find any obstruction—I knew that this girl had to have been sexually active!

I stood up and took my shirt off, standing completely naked above Michelle’s nude form. I was breathing heavily. This was Kara’s best friend. And I was going to fuck her.

I gripped my cock and placed the tip at the entrance to her pussy; it was soaked and ready with her arousal. I thrust forward, watching intently as the length of my cock disappeared into her without cease. When my hips met hers, I growled to myself happily.

I placed my hands on Michelle’s waist, and was mildly shocked to see that my fingers almost met around her slender middle. Holding onto her firmly, I started a hard thrusting motion; watching with pleasure as her breasts shook violently back and forth as I began to thrash her mercilessly.

For so long I had eyed her nubile body when she was over visiting my daughter and now she was in my bed while I fucked her! The fact that she had no idea what was going on didn’t matter to me anymore. I had begun to lose the distinction between what happened in the real world and what I did in this frozen paradise. All I focused on was that after a lifetime of only being with one woman, I was fucking a hot young thing half my age for the second time in less than a week.

Life was grand.

I didn’t want to stop and only the faint consideration that it might be a problem to have Michelle clean herself up after I came made me cease my thrusting. I paused, buried inside her tight little pussy, panting heavily and thinking about what to do.

Then a thought occurred to me. Grinning perversely, I pulled my cock out of the girl—trying to be quick so as not to lose my edge.

I slung Michelle’s naked body over my shoulder easily, and carried her back to my daughters room. I sat her on the bed next to Kara—I didn’t put her back in the same position—not yet. Then, blowing a kiss at my daughter’s oblivious and smiling face, I lined up with Michelle’s mouth and fed my cock to her best friend right in front of her.

I gripped Michelle’s head firmly, twining my fingers in her soft hair. After making sure to get the angle right, I started thrusting into her mouth, pushing my entire length down her compliant throat without any issue. It was an amazing side-effect of this frozen world—being able to do something like this regardless of whether or not the person usually could.

I sped up, properly face fucking the diminutive red-head now. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, and I didn’t want to hold off.

‘If only you could see your friend baby.’ I thought at Kara. I held off saying it to her with an effort—I didn’t want any more mistakes with accidental commands. ‘The slut is taking my cock so well! Are you jealous of her?’

The idle thought of my daughter wanting me to treat her like this—even if it was only a perverse flight of fancy—was enough to bring me to climax. I grunted loudly, ejaculating thick strands of cum right down Michelle’s gullet. I held my length buried all the way in her throat as I came—pumping shot after shot into her.

Once I was done, I took a step back with a ragged gasp. My softening cock flopped out of her mouth with a comical ‘pop’ sound. After a happy few moments where I reflected on what I had just done, I went and got Michelle’s clothing from my room. I dressed her casually, copping a feel whenever I felt like it.

After rearranging her the way I had found her, I gave her the usual direction to not take any note of anything odd once time was restarted, whispering them intimately into her ear. I was still feeling a bit perverse at this point, so before I was done I gave the girl another order.

“Dream tonight of being fucked by Kara’s father.”

I wasn’t sure if that one would work or not—it was a dream after all—but I liked the idea of it.

To be safe, I went over to my daughter and told her to not take any notice if Michelle did anything strange over the next few minutes. I had gone down on her friend and fucked her for a good amount of time after all—I was half expecting her to cum after all that. In fact …

I walked over to my daughters closet once more, and hid myself away—I wanted to see this. I settled down as comfortably as I could, and made sure I had a good view of the two girls on the bed. And then I deactivated the Watch.

Michelle flung her head backwards, and let out a long and guttural moan. Her entire body spasmed, and she wrapped her arms around herself tightly. She then fell forwards so that she was doubled in two, whimpering in pleasure as she shook in the throes of her orgasm.

Kara looked on at her friend with a blank expression, blinking a few times and regarding Michelle’s contorted body without comment. She appeared to be waiting patiently for her to finish. My cock gave a lurch as I watched all this happen. The sheer power I had available to me!

Michelle sat upright shakily as her climax faded. She panted for breath for a few moments more before—her voice a bit hoarse from the rough treatment I had given her—she appeared to pick up the conversation with my daughter without any issue at all. Kara answered, and soon they were chatting away as if nothing had ever happened. Which to them—nothing had.

I activated the Watch and stopped time, easing myself out of Kara’s closet. Then I walked back to my room and got dressed, before going back downstairs. I rode out the rest of the afternoon without incident—Michelle had certainly taken the edge off, and I was feeling very relaxed.

When six o’clock arrived, the girls came tumbling down the stairs—barely pausing on their way out the door to say goodbye—and outside to Michelle’s mother’s waiting car. Linda and I waved them off, standing with an arm around each other. Before Kara was even out of sight, I lowered my hand so that my palm was resting on Linda’s ass. I gave her a squeeze, and she sighed happily in response.

“Shall we get ready love?” I asked her playfully.

“I think so.” Linda replied. Her voice sounded both nervous and excited.

We went up to our room and got ready for Emilys arrival. By the time seven pm rolled round, we were both waiting expectantly in the living room. Linda was wearing an elegant dress that clung tightly to her waist and chest. It was very low-cut, and her impressive cleavage was on full display. The dress was slit high along one leg, and it seemed like every step she took was on the verge of revealing everything. In short, she looked like sexiness personified.

When the doorbell rang, we both rushed to the door with a little too much haste. We shared a look—a self-depreciating smile that was steeped in amusement. I opened the door to reveal our guest for the evening.

Emily stood nervously in front of us, shifting in place. She had chosen to wear a dress as well but one of a different style than Linda’s. Hers was a short, black number—body hugging, with a skirt that came to a finish a few inches above her knee. Emily flashed a quick smile at the two of us.

“Hi.” She said simply, clearly unsure of herself in this situation.

“Hello Emily.” I said, grinning down at her.

I stepped forward and embraced her. Emily was frozen in my arms for a moment, unsure what to do while standing before my wife, before she hesitantly put her arms around me. I squeezed her gently, running my hands up and down her slender back, feeling her tremble before releasing her.

“Emily, it’s so good to see you again.” Linda said warmly, stepping forward and hugging the girl as well. Both of them blushed as their bodies pressed together. “You look lovely tonight dear.”

“T-thanks.” Emily said. She took in what my wife was wearing properly for the first time, glancing up and down her body with wide eyes. “Wow—you look incredible!”

“Thank you.” Linda said coyly, giving her dress a little swish. “I’m glad you like it.”

“You both look ravishing.” I said to the two women, stepping aside and gesturing for Emily to enter. “Please—come in.”

Emily looked at the two of us for a moment, before taking a careful step through the front door. She passed between my wife and I, and I could see her blushing once more. Linda and I shared an aroused look full of anticipation as the girl entered our house.

I carefully closed the door behind her.