The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Okay, Sammy, I’ll see you tomorrow,” crackled the cell phone I was holding to my ear as I climbed out of the taxi.

“That’s great, see you then.” And I hung up. I was only half listening anyway. Most of my attention was on the half a dozen or so svelte beauties parading before me. I love Niagra Falls during tourist season. The place was overrun with people imported from all over the world, and there was no shortage of young hotties among them.

There was a time in my life when such a sight would have filled me with feelings of sadness and futility since I would have been risking serious and humiliating rebuke just for looking at women of such beauty—at least women I knew. As for women I didn’t know, I usually blew any opportunities with them the moment I opened my mouth. But that was before I was given certain mental powers that made it possible for me to make any person I chose succumb to my every desire. Now I was able to not only appreciate a beautiful woman, but I could make her either a one-time lover or a slave devoted to my every whim for the rest of her life. Lucky for them I typically just wanted to fuck them once or twice and then send them on their way.

As for as the lovelies I was currently admiring, I stayed out of their heads for now. It had been a long night of travel and I wanted to get settled before gathering a few sweet young things to keep me company. I lugged my suitcase into the hotel lobby and set it down in front of the counter. I knew I was a bit early for check in but that was no reason for the attractive clerk to treat me like I was interrupting some very important loitering that she had been involved in. She was moving in slow motion and I was afraid that at this pace I might never get checked in.

Traveling doesn’t put me in the best of moods and this treatment ticked me off a little, so I moved a few steps away and looked around the lobby while I waited, and began sending her suggestions which would make her more helpful.

As she entered my name in her terminal, she was thinking how nicely my hazel eyes twinkled. While waiting for the record to be retrieved, she realized it wasn’t just my eyes, I was a very attractive man overall. Reaching for the printout, she thought that I was more than just attractive; I was damned sexy. She coded a keycard for me and stole a surreptitious glance at my ass, setting off a small tingle of desire.

“Here we go, sir,” she exclaimed with a smile. “You’re all set in the Ambassador’s Suite. That’s on the fifth floor; turn left off of the elevator and about half way down the hall on your right.” She handed me my keycard with a sensual smile and a look in her eye that was almost a blatant wink. “If you need anything, my name is Ginny.” Her fingers lingered on mine.

I picked up my bag and headed for the elevator. She watched me, appreciating how heavy my bags must be and marveling at how easily I handled them. She then noticed that it was expensive luggage and concluded that there might be a very healthy tip in it for her if she were to show me to my room.

While I waited for the elevator the cute little brunette left the front desk and joined me.

“I’ll be happy to show you to your room, sir,” she offered hopefully.

She led the way down the fifth floor hallway, her desire and attraction to me growing with every step. I hoped I hadn’t acted too hastily since her uniform revealed very little of her body. She appeared in good shape but under the large white shirt hanging over the black pants but I couldn’t be certain. I gave her a little boost on her horn-o-meter anyway, figuring that if it turned out she weren’t up to my usual standards I would send her away frustrated as her penance for offering such brusque customer service. If she did possess a physique worthy of my attention I would have to find some other way to punish her.

She opened the door to my room wondering what the hell she was doing. She couldn’t be gone too long from the front desk and if she were caught it would mean her job. But she was worried that if she didn’t make her move now she may never get another chance, and she couldn’t risk that.

So, with my machinations completed, I got out of her head and waited to see what she would do.

She locked the door and moved slowly towards me, deliberately unbuttoning her shirt.

“If I can do anything, anything at all, to make your stay more enjoyable I do hope you will let me know.”

“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” I answered, feeling a bit of anticipation. No matter how many beautiful women I have my way with, it is always exciting just before a new one becomes mine.

Finally, the shirt hit the floor and I knew I had chosen well. Her body was lithe and well toned. I took her in my arms, finding her breath to be fresh and slightly minty. Her tongue met mine and I unclasped her bra as we kissed. I brought my left hand up to cup a nice, firm, medium sized breast, the nipple growing stiff against my palm. I felt a brush of anxiety from her and quickly suppressed it.

She stepped back and I watched the lust burning in her big brown eyes as she worked on the buttons of my shirt. Sliding it down my shoulders, she let it hit the floor as she unfastened my pants. I slid them down as she stepped out of her own. She eyed my growing cock hungrily and dropped to her knees taking it into her mouth.

At least her curt manners at the customer service desk did not parlay into her cock sucking technique. She couldn’t get more than half of it into her mouth, which was a bit disappointing since I’m not really that big, but she had one hand wrapped around my balls and the other jacking me in rhythm with her mouth. Her lips were delightfully soft and her tongue lashed back and forth, sending pulses of pleasure through my body.

All in all, while I’ve had better, she did very well, even bringing me to the brink of orgasm—which is where I stopped her. I didn’t waste all that mental energy just to pop a nut in her mouth. I considered fucking her right away but, unless I gave my twitching hard on a bit of respite, I would blow far too soon and I wanted to take enough time to enjoy her.

Since she had done so well on me, I decided to return the favor. Not a difficult decision, since I truly enjoy eating pussy. I had her move to the bed and lay down with her hips right on the edge. I knelt beside the bed and spread her legs apart, draping them over my shoulders. There was a brush of soft brown hair shaped into a triangle and trimmed well off the lovely pink lips. I licked tentatively at her slit and the gasp she gave out told me that she was responsive in the way I liked.

I wrapped my arms around her legs and reached in to part her lips, exposing the slick pink meat of her steaming snatch. I sucked it into my mouth with my tongue running in circles and occasionally diving into her tight twat. She moaned and I felt the bed bounce as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Linking my consciousness to hers, I kept up this pace until I felt her just about to orgasm—the same place I was at when I had her stop sucking me.

My cock was well back from the edge by now but she was primed to blow as I turned her lengthwise on the bed and slid in between her legs.

The pleading look she gave me mixed erotically with the lustful burning in her eyes. “Oh God, put it in,” she begged. “I’m so close. I need you in me. Please!”

I slid my rigid tool against her slit, causing more head thrashing and hip twitching as she tried in vain to force her pussy around my cock. I ensured my suppression of her anxiety was still in place.

“Are you sure you want me inside you?” I teased. “Once I’m in, I won’t stop until I cum.”

“Yes! Yes! Oh God Yes! Fuck me hard and give me your cum!”

I slowly drove my cock all the way into her in one smooth thrust. Her heated sex was pleasantly snug and she squirmed enticingly as my cock slid and pulsed inside her. Within five strokes her moans increased in volume and her thrashing stepped up to include most of her body as she convulsed in orgasm.

Now that she’d had hers, I concentrated on my own pleasure and thrilled at the lovely little babe writhing on my cock while I felt the wonderful friction of her hot little snatch.

It didn’t take long. It never does when I set my mind to a quick finish. Her eyes still had that happy afterglow look to them when I felt my cum boil out of my balls and I could tell she felt me jet into her when she let out another soft gasp as she enjoyed the sensation.

I stayed inside her until the last little bit of cum trickled out of my cock and then I pulled out. I rolled over her leg and sat up on the side of the bed watching her. I quit suppressing the anxiety I had sensed earlier. Since I wasn’t going to leave her frustrated as punishment for her previous rudeness, I had decided upon this.

I saw the look of terrified realization come over her face.

“Oh shit! We didn’t use protection. Please, tell me you’ve had a vasectomy.”

Well, my sperm wasn’t fertile unless I wanted it to be, but she hadn’t asked that.

“Sorry, no vasectomy. You should have said something. I have condoms in my bag.” As I said this, I removed all my previous commands and suggestions.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” she kept saying as she hurriedly dressed. “What the hell am I doing here? I don’t even know what I saw in you in the first place. God damn it, what was I thinking?” Still cursing, she left the room in a rush.

Once I had the room to myself, it wasn’t long before I was showered, shaved, changed and heading down to the lobby. I was in a much better mood and felt I had over-reacted with the cute desk clerk, so I was going to let the poor girl off the hook. I would simply make her forget all about our little tryst. She had suffered more than enough.

The elevator reached the lobby and, as I was about to step off, a gorgeous little blond wearing a midriff t-shirt and cut off blue jean shorts, and carrying a large bag of carryout food stepped on and pushed the button for the fourth floor. She was lost in her own thoughts and it didn’t take much to make sure she didn’t notice that the guy riding up with her was the same one who hadn’t got off at the lobby.

One of the best things about being able to control other folks’ thoughts is that I can openly ogle a pretty girl, giving her a thorough once over, and she either won’t notice or won’t be offended by it—whichever I decide.

With that in mind, I started my leisurely eyeball tour of this delectable little morsel. Glowing golden hair swept down in thick waves almost to her tight round ass which was connected to very shapely legs, though they were not all that long since she barely stood 5′ 4″ tall. Her waist seemed impossibly narrow but all that did was make her pert c-cup tits appear much larger. The crowning glory, however, was the stunning blue eyes looking out of her lovely and delicate features.

As I was admiring the view I became aware of waves of distress emanating from her. I tried to read her mind to find out what was bothering her so intensely but her mind was quite a jumble and what I got didn’t make much sense. The best I could come up with was that she and her husband had come here for their sixteenth anniversary and had brought along the two other women he was screwing. Right after they had arrived yesterday evening her husband had gone into the bathroom to take a shower and had been locked in the bathroom masturbating ever since.

I told you it didn’t make any sense. I had to find out what was really going on.

“You look like something is troubling you,” I said as an icebreaker.

She gave me a look like I was some distraction she didn’t need, and then looked away again.

“It can’t be all that bad, why don’t you tell me about it.” While I talked, I was implanting in her mind that I appeared trustworthy, and that I might be able to help.

“Well,” she began somewhat hesitantly, “there is something wrong with my husband. I don’t know what it is and we are all so worried.”

“We?”

“Oh, Dawn and Gloria, our housemates. It’s just that we came here to celebrate our anniversary but he’s been in the bathroom all night. It sounds like he’s jacking off, which we just don’t understand because all he has to do is come out and we’ll take care of everything.”

Okay, so it was just like I had read in her mind. This girl was a knockout and she thought the others were as well. I really had to know why a guy with three gorgeous women ready, and apparently more than willing, to satisfy him would lock himself in a bathroom and take matters into his own hands.

“Why don’t I try talking to him, you know, man to man? Maybe I can help.”

As I was talking the tone sounded that told us we were at her floor. She looked at me for a long moment and I reinforced my suggestion that I could indeed be helpful.

“Okay, I guess you can’t make things any worse.”

“My name is Sammy.” I said as she led me down the hallway.

She turned slightly as she walked, shifted her burden to her left hand and extended her right, “Melanie.”

When we reached a door about halfway down the hall, she fished a key-card out of her back pocket and slid it into the lock.

Walking into the room, I discovered that the other two women were every bit as lovely as Melanie thought they were.

The one closest to me had thick strawberry blonde hair tied into a ponytail that flowed down her back. She was dressed in a white baby doll negligee that did a very good job of displaying her large tits and narrow waist. Her legs were long and shapely and contributed to her height—just a few inches shorter than me. I could tell that under the skimpy lingerie her ass was tight and round. She had olive skin and soft green eyes over a petite nose. Full lovely lips were twisted into a worried expression.

Next to her was a beautiful brown skinned Hispanic. Her long brown hair fell freely down to her little round ass that was clearly visible since all she had on was a pink Teddy. It clung tightly to her narrow waist and the pert tits that, while bigger than Melanie’s, weren’t quite as large as the redhead’s. Dark smoky eyes regarded me with suspicion and her full soft lips scowled slightly.

They were both standing at the bathroom door and the Latina looking one had been knocking on it with a slow, steady, light tapping. The other one was leaning with her head against the door. They both stepped away from the door as we entered.

“Has he said anything else?” Melanie immediately asked.

“No,” answered the redhead, “he just keeps saying that he doesn’t have to listen to us.”

“Who is this?” asked the Latina abruptly.

Melanie looked back at me as though she had forgotten I was there.

“This is Sammy, I thought maybe he could help.”

“I have some experience counseling people in crisis situations and I thought perhaps I could do something.” Of course that was a lie but as I said it I gave them little nudges to ensure that they would believe it.

My presence now accepted, they looked at the bag Melanie was carrying.

“Hand it over,” blurted the redhead, “I’m starving.”

Melanie stepped to the small round table and set the bag upon it.

“I didn’t want to wait another ten minutes, so I’m afraid its breakfast stuff.”

“That’s fine with me,” said the Latina, “as long as it’s something to eat.”

They dug into the bag and were quickly unwrapping the breakfast sandwiches.

“By the way,” said Melanie with her mouth full, “Sammy, this is Dawn,” indicating the redhead, “and Gloria,” the Latina.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you ladies.”

“Pleased to meet you,” said Dawn quickly between bites.

Gloria apparently wasn’t as pleased to meet me, “I hope you can get him out of there.”

As they ate, I had to wonder why these three girls, all of them amazingly attractive, would be willing to share a man when they could each have had their pick among any available guy out there, and probably quite a few of those who were not available.

I did a quick read on them, trying to find their connection to this guy. What I discovered was remarkable. They were all more or less obsessed with this ‘Dan Smith.’ They each loved him unconditionally and were willing to defer to him on just about everything. Their attraction to him was powerful and they were almost compulsive in their need to satisfy him sexually. More astonishing is that there was no jealousy or competition among them. His pleasure was the important thing.

However, the most startling thing was that these three women all felt the same. And, by that I mean that they felt exactly the same way. That just doesn’t happen naturally. Especially when you consider that, when it came to men, Gloria only felt that way about Dan. Other men did nothing for her and, in fact, she was a little disgusted by them. This Dan fella must have a power similar to mine. But that didn’t explain what the hell he was doing in the bathroom.

“You gonna just stand there staring at us?” asked Gloria, taking a break from her hash brown. “You came up here to get him out of there, how about trying something.”

“Lighten up, Gloria,” said Dawn shooting me a worried look. “Maybe he can help, but if you run him off we’ll never know.”

“No,” I said with a shrug, “I said I was here to help, so let’s see if I can do any good.”

Now that I knew I was dealing with someone like myself, I was less sure of myself. As I moved to the bathroom door my mind was reeling with the possible implications. Had this guy run across another like us and lost some sort of battle? Was there a Government agency using telepaths to hunt down and punish those like us? Was there some inherent danger in using the power and it had made him insane? Since the three women were still here and still enthralled to him, I found the first two unlikely, and if there was some danger in using the power I’m sure Charlie (the old man who gave me my power and taught me to use them) would have warned me—though it was possible he didn’t know about it himself.

I reached the door, and tried to feel past it to read Dan’s mind. It didn’t work and I wasn’t surprised. I’ve never been able to read someone I couldn’t see. This required the mental equivalent of brute force. Though if he was a fellow telepath, it still might not have worked.

Concentrating hard I sent a powerful suggestion of “Obey” through the door and said, “Dan Smith, come out of there.”

I heard movement inside, followed by a feeble voice.

“I don’t want to. I don’t have to listen to you. I’m the boss.”

I continued to project obedience as strongly as I could.

“I said that you MUST come out.”

I heard a whimper then the door unlocked. When it swung open, I was surprised at what I saw. Judging by the weak voice I had expected someone small or slight, but he was neither.

I stand almost six feet tall but he bested me by at least two inches and was powerfully built. He was naked and lightly stroking his semi-erect cock. I looked past him into the bathroom to see the sink speckled with his ejaculate.

I heard commotion behind me, and turned to find the three women heading for us with looks of concern on their faces.

“Stop!” I commanded, again using the mental push to back up my words.

The women stopped, but looked at me expectantly.

I had noticed that the connecting door to the next room was open. “I’m taking him into the other room for a little talk, I do not want you to disturb us. You need to relax and wait. Everything will be fine.”

They calmed themselves with the sudden assurance they all felt that I knew what I was doing and I led Dan through the door and closed it. I had him sit on a bed and I took a chair. He was watching me but hadn’t said anything since he was still under mental orders to obey me.

“Close your eyes and relax, this won’t take long.”

I read his mind and found the exact same feelings and compulsions towards himself in his mind as had been in the girls’, which explained why he had been masturbating. What I didn’t find was any trace of telepathic power. Now I was more mystified than ever. I dug deeper into his mind and finally found the answers.

Dan had been using subliminal messages buried in the music his women had been listening to. During the long drive to Niagra Falls, he had been exposed to these messages and they had the same effect on him as they had on the women. He had found himself attracted to his own body. Upon seeing his penis, he had felt compelled to excite it and, once it was excited, he felt compelled to cause it to orgasm. In addition to the usual pleasure he felt at orgasm, he also felt intense satisfaction at making himself do so and, since he was further compelled to follow only his own orders, he simply kept doing so again and again. He couldn’t help it. With the three women, if he didn’t want sex, all he had to do was say so and they were content to find other things to do. With himself, he had no one to rein him in.

I wanted to find out even more about what he had been up to, so I sent him a command to go to sleep. This way I could take all the time I needed without him getting antsy.

I soon discovered the whole story. How he had turned to the subliminal messages in desperation after a fight with Melanie and how he had been delighted with the results. His relationship was saved and had become everything he had ever dreamed it could be. But, as with many other people, eventually it wasn’t enough. Even though his relationship with his wife was perfect, he had added Dawn to the mix. Once she was fully under his control, he decided he needed more and brought Gloria in. One would think that having three spectacular beauties at his beck and call would be plenty, but before this trip he had already been contemplating setting up a situation that would lead to even more women becoming enthralled. Where it would finally stop was anybody’s guess, but it was likely that he would get noticed before too long. The primary rule Charlie had drilled into me was that secrecy was of the utmost importance.

Despite this, I found myself liking him. He was a hard working guy who was basically good at heart and, even though he had practically enslaved these women, they were all better off in some ways than they had been prior to moving in with him and Melanie. He wasn’t abusive—in fact, they thoroughly enjoyed their time with him and were actually happier than before. The relationship gave them all a sense of camaraderie and security they had been lacking. He also ensured that they took the money they saved through their living arrangements and applied them to their individual retirement accounts. Like I said, he was a good guy, but the power was corrupting him in its own way.

I recognized the seduction that power can have. I faced it myself when I got my powers. But I had Charlie there to caution me, and by taking his lessons to heart, I had been able to enjoy the hedonistic freedoms while avoiding the extremes that would have undoubtedly brought about far too much attention.

I thought I could help with his excess, or at least I could make him aware of the problems. The good thing was that if he did attract attention, it wouldn’t blow the lid off of the telepathic issue since he was using subliminal messages. But, first things first; I had to protect him from himself.

This wasn’t the first time I had encountered someone familiar with subliminal messages, but it was the first time I had ever seen them used so effectively.

Over simplified, subliminal messages worked because the subjects weren’t aware they were hearing anything. If someone stood next to you and kept repeating, “you are hungry for liver and onions” over and over again you wouldn’t begin to crave liver and onions, you would simply become annoyed with that person. However, if that same message was included in your favorite music CD and set at a frequency right on the borderline of the audible range though hidden by the music, your brain would eventually register the message and, since you would have no reason to believe that the idea had originated from outside your head, you would think it was your idea and would begin to think that liver and onions sounded like a good meal to have, even if you don’t normally like such a dish.

With enough exposure and repetition, you could use such messages to alter just about any behavior. In Dan’s case, he had been able to make an intransigent lesbian fall in love with him, enjoy, and even desire, sex with him. I had no idea they could be that powerful. My guess was that they had worked so well for him because he had found a way to get the girls to hear the messages over and over so many times.

Repetition seemed to be the key. In my previous encounters with people using subliminal messages, they had tried it in an advertisement or flashes on a movie screen, so they weren’t that effective because exposure was limited. Dan had fixed it so the girls would hear each message numerous times in each and every song. It was probably overkill, but I couldn’t argue with the results.

Only he screwed up.

On the drive here, he had forgotten that the messages were there. I gave him an enduring command that he would always remember the messages were in his women’s playlists and I tried to connect a little of his subconscious to his conscious thinking so he could even hear them if he concentrated. This should make him immune to at least his own workings.

Now came the hard part. I commanded him to wake up.

He slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He looked at me and I saw the realization hit as the events of the past twenty-four hours came to his mind. Now that he was no longer under the spell of the messages, he was able to fully comprehend what had happened. He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over himself as his face turned red with embarrassment.

As is so often the case, embarrassment turned to anger and I made sure that he would stay in his seat since even though I was in pretty good shape; it was obvious that he would have no trouble at all beating the crap out of me.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I am someone here to help you. I know all about the messages you have planted in the music those girls in the other room listen to. Don’t worry, I’m not here to stop your party and I’m not going to tell them about it. I have certain abilities of my own and I used them to help you.”

“I can’t believe I was so affected by my own messages.” He said with annoyance.

“I’ve done what I can for you so you can avoid that particular problem again. But more importantly we need to discuss how power hungry you have become.”

He blinked at me. “What do you mean, power hungry?”

“Look, you need to be happy with what you got. Most guys will live their lives never getting anywhere near a woman as striking as any of those in the other room. You have three of them willing to do anything for you and yet it’s not enough.”

“You got me all wrong.” He protested, “I’m satisfied with what I have. What makes you think that I’m not?”

“Human nature and the fact that you are planning on getting a bigger house.”

“So I want a bigger house, I just want a nicer place, that’s all.”

He was still fooling himself. That’s not that uncommon.

“Really, just a nicer home, that’s it? What about taking in a couple more boarders.”

“That’s just to help pay the mortgage.”

“Wasn’t that what Gloria was supposed to be?”

“Well, yeah, at first. But, damn, look at her. Any guy would’ve done the... Hey, how do you know all this?”

“I told you I have my own abilities. Let’s just leave it at that for now.” I sent a command of acceptance as I spoke so he would drop it. “Simple fact is, when you were thinking of boarders you envisioned beautiful women, didn’t you?”

“I don’t want some other guy sitting around drooling at my women. Hell, it wouldn’t be fair to him. So, yeah, I was planning on taking in a few women”

“But you weren’t just thinking about taking in women, you were thinking about taking in gorgeous women. It would be the Gloria scenario all over again.”

He let that sink in.

“I see what you’re saying, but so what?”

“So how long before someone notices that you are living with what amounts to a harem and gets curious? What are you willing to do to protect your secret and are you sure you want to draw the sort of attention that may lead to you having to do just that?”

“I guess you’re right. So what should I do?”

“Frankly, I don’t care. All I have on my agenda is to make you aware of the problems. What you do with that awareness is entirely up to you. But you’re a smart guy, you’ll figure it out.”

“Okay, Thanks, I guess I owe you one.”

“Actually, I was thinking you owe me three.”

It didn’t take him long to realize what I was saying and my mental restraints were pushed a bit as he tried to get up.

“Not a chance, bozo. You stay away from my...” he fell back onto the bed, fast asleep. I didn’t feel like arguing with him. When he woke up he would remember everything we talked about except that last little bit.

I stood and went back into the other room. They all jumped up when I entered.

“Oh, baby, are you all right?” asked Melanie.

“We were so worried,” blurted Dawn.

“You sure gave us a scare, Dan,” said Gloria. She looked past me, “Where did that other guy go?”

Since Dan had these girls so well conditioned, I’d decided the easiest thing to do would be to make them think that I was ‘Dan Smith.’

They crowded around me hugging and caressing me.

“He left through the other door. Now then, why was it you three wanted me to come out of the bathroom?”

Melanie’s grin carried a touch of evil. “Let’s show him, girls.”

Dawn pressed her extraordinary chest against me and reached around to grab my ass.

“After we get done with you, jacking off will never even cross your mind again.”

Gloria took my hand and gently pulled me toward the bed.

“C’mon baby, I have a hot tight pussy that is craving your hard cock.”

We moved as a group towards the bed, then, with a flourish, Melanie stripped off her t-shirt and let her shorts fall to the floor. Even though the brief clothing hadn’t covered much, it was still stunning to see her naked. At first glance, one would think that she was just skinny, but closer examination revealed that she simply had a very tiny frame, which was covered by well-developed musculature with just enough body fat to smooth out the curves. She moved with a natural grace and sensuality that took my breath away.

I felt fingers on my chin and my gaze was diverted from the golden beauty of Melanie and drawn to the lovely green eyes, olive skin and soft red hair of Dawn. Seductively, she slipped the straps of her baby doll off her shoulders and let it drop. She had a bit more padding than Melanie but she wore it well and it was obvious that she was well toned and in great shape.

I had no sooner finished appreciating Dawn than Gloria, letting go of my hand, turned and pulled her hair aside with the obvious intention of having me untie the string holding up her lace teddy. I was happy to oblige. She spun back to me, letting the front of her negligee fall, allowing me to see just how aroused her nipples were as Melanie and Dawn helped her tight fitting lingerie find its way down her legs.

I was in awe of the amount of luscious naked flesh I was surrounded by, and, just as I was wondering what the hell I was doing with my clothes still on, the three magnificent beauties quickly resolved that particular issue.

We clambered onto the bed, caressing and fondling anything that came within reach. I felt soft gentle fingers on my back, chest, buttocks, neck and, of course, my balls and cock. For my part, I was busy exploring firm breasts, round asses and all the smooth skin I could reach.

I knelt on the bed, the little blond bombshell, Melanie under my left arm and the luscious Latina, Gloria under my right. Their tits pressed against my sides while they each caressed my chest with one hand, my ass with the other and used their mouths to suckle at my neck. If that wasn’t enough, the redheaded vixen, Dawn was sucking my cock with eager fervor.

For nearly two years now I have been enjoying the company of beautiful women, often more than one at a time, and let me tell you something, it NEVER gets boring.

I looked down to see Melanie’s stunning blue eyes looking lovingly up at me from that exquisite face framed by her glowing golden hair. Looking to my right, the exotic beauty, Gloria, looked up at me but she had a lustful hunger in her dark smoldering eyes.

Shit. I almost came right then. I pulled my pole out of Dawn’s mouth and, in a quick reshuffling of positions, I was soon laying on my stomach with Gloria’s precious pinkness spread out before me. Dawn straddled her face and immediately began to sigh in pleasure since Gloria had started lapping at her sex as soon as it was in reach. I felt Melanie’s tight little ass settle on my back and her hands began kneading my ass cheeks and fondling my balls. My dick, however, was safely harbored underneath me since I wanted this to last as long as I could.

With light pressure I licked slowly at Gloria’s tasty treasure. I heard her moan into Dawn’s pussy and the slight vibration of that caused a little increase in the volume of her sighs. I flattened my tongue against the soft heated lips and move it in little circles up and down the tight slit. I couldn’t wait to have my cock buried deeply in this. Her hips began to move in involuntary spasms as I brought her closer and closer to her peak.

Finally her moans grew louder and she abandoned her sucking of Dawn’s slit as she came with a shudder.

“Oh, baby,” admired Melanie, “you always do that so good. My turn next.”

I lay on my back and Melanie straddled my face. My tongue dove into one of the sweetest pussies I have ever experienced and I was able to look up and see her amazing body and gorgeous face while I enjoyed it. It didn’t take long before her expression became wanton and my mouth began filing with her warm juices.

I felt a hot slickness slide down my cock, pulsing and squeezing as it went. I heard Dawn let out a loud sigh during this, so I assumed it was hers. Gloria wasn’t sitting idle either. At least I think it was her hands I felt massaging my legs and fondling my balls.

Dawn’s pussy worked its way up and down my cock, slowly at first but picking up speed as her arousal rose higher and higher. I tried to concentrate on other things but with the vision of Melanie above me and Gloria’s expert ministrations on my thighs and balls, Dawns pussy was almost too much to bear.

I gasped in relief when I heard her breathing grow heavy, and she finally came with a low growl, grinding her pelvis into mine. I managed to withhold my orgasm as she slid off. I was concerned about Gloria but she must have known I was too close to cumming to give her the good fucking she needed as she left my cock alone but continued her attention on my balls, licking and sucking them along with her sensual massage of my thighs.

“Oh God, yeah , baby, Ohh... that’s good... Mmmm...” Melanie’s pussy was giving me a steady flow of scalding nectar as she voiced her appreciation for my efforts. I ran my tongue along her slit, stopping to lash at her clit at one end and driving about an inch into her hole at the other. The muscles in her legs twitched as she fought the urge to drop her full weight onto my mouth and smother me with her burning sex.

“Oh yes... almost there... Mmmm... Ohhh... yeah baby... so good... AHHHH!” she cried out softly as she came hard enough that I felt the wave of bliss even though I hadn’t linked our consciousnesses.

She fell forward and as soon as her soft heat left my face I was staring into the smoldering splendor of Gloria’s face.

“I need some of that now.” She husked with a slight smile.

She spun around while Melanie and Dawn helped me back to my knees. Gloria’s round little ass waggled at me seductively and the way she was looking back over her shoulder made my already rock hard cock jump with anticipation.

I grabbed Gloria’s hips and Melanie helped guide my member to her dripping snatch while Dawn pressed her large breasts against my back and reached around to caress my chest and tickle my nipples. The heat from her satisfied pussy warmed my ass.

Gloria’s long dark hair lay partially obscuring her shoulders but left her narrow waist clearly visible. I held her hips firmly while I watched my cock moving in and out of her tight pussy just beyond her firm round ass. With every thrust she would push her hips back towards me ensuring that my iron hard rod was completely buried in her steamy snatch.

Melanie knelt next to her, treating me to the vision of her perfect splendor. With one hand on my shoulder and the other on Gloria’s, her incredible physique was on clear display as her vivid blue eyes watched me with a combination of love and lust.

I was so enraptured by what I was seeing that I didn’t realize how long I had been fucking Gloria’s amazing pussy. She had already cum once and was about to have a second orgasm when I felt my own building. I didn’t want to cum but Dawn, seeing how close Gloria was had pressed against my back even more firmly making escape impossible. Between the pressure of her wondrous chest, the twitching and pulsing of Gloria’s hot snug pussy and the image of Melanie’s loveliness it was more than any man could take and my cock exploded in orgasm firing jet after jet of hot cum deep into Gloria’s clenching twat.

As the last bit of cum drained from my shuddering cock Dawn left my back and I sat back against the headboard closing my eyes and to enjoy the afterglow. I felt soft lips on mine and opened my eyes to find Gloria looking at me.

“Thank you, baby. I love the way it feels when you cum inside me. I just can’t get enough of it.” She leaned in and kissed me again, slowly and passionately.

She lay back and Dawn moved in to lick as much cum out of her as she could.

Melanie had moved to my cock and I felt her gentle fingers playing with my semi erect cock as she tried coaxing it back to life. I lay back enjoying the sensations until the afterglow of my orgasm had completed fading.

“Sorry baby,” I said still looking at the ceiling, “I don’t think I have anything left for you.”

“Don’t be so sure about that.” She purred, “You could never resist me.”

I looked down to argue with her but when I saw her exquisite golden features staring at me from behind my still semi erect penis it was like seeing the sun rising behind the Washington monument. She began a slow lick up the shaft and by the time she had reached the head it was almost back at full stature. When her soft beautiful lips parted and engulfed it, I felt as hard as I ever had. She worked on it for a few minutes to ensure that I was good and ready and then released me and began a sensual crawl up my body.

“I told you resistance was futile. When Melanie wants her man to fuck her, her man fucks her.” Her face finally came even with mine and our lips met in a passionate kiss that ended with our tongues intertwined.

I don’t know which one of our lovely bedmates helped us out but gentle fingers guided my rock hard cock into her.

I had seen Dan naked and knew that we were about the same size but Melanie’s pussy pressed in on me like I was the biggest thing she had ever had. The wet hot lips seemed to stretch and strain to accommodate my invading member. She moaned and sighed as inch by inch I filled her little snatch. Her hips rose and fell slowly, each time taking a little more of me inside her.

It was easily the most spectacular sensation I had ever felt. Or maybe it just felt that way because I was surrounded by such a bevy of gorgeous horny women.

Melanie looked into my eyes as she finally had all of me inside her. Her pussy was clasping my cock almost painfully.

“Now,” she whispered, “isn’t that better? Isn’t that where your wonderful cock belongs? Now what do I have to do to get one of those fantastic loads of cum from you?”

“You’re doing just fine,” I managed and thrust my hips slightly marveling in the way the slightest movement caused her pussy to pulse around me, sending waves of ecstasy swirling about my body. She then began a slow rhythm, pulling her pussy up until just the head of my cock was in her and then immediately moving back down. She continued to whisper.

“Good... so good... c’mon sweety... give it to me... give me your cum... give it to me deep.”

She was using every trick her talented pussy knew to try and coax cum from it but all that did was heighten her own awareness of the rigid member sliding and throbbing inside her.

“Ohh... C’mon... give me... Mmmm... more... Ohh shit...”

She held me tight as her body quaked in orgasm. Her embrace lasted long after the shuddering stopped as she rode her afterglow down.

I pulled my back away from the headboard and managed to shift us around until she was lying on her back and I was poised over her still stroking slowly into her snug sex.

The other girls moved to either side of us and again caressed us both.

Melanie raised her hips to meet my thrusts and her greedy pussy threatened to suck my cock right off my body. Sparks of delight shot up my spine curling my toes and making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

The adept caresses of the others felt like tiny electric shocks coursing through my nerves. I was amazed that after fucking Ginny just a couple hours ago and having cum so hard into Gloria I was still able to perform. On second thought, it wasn’t so amazing considering the beauty of the three women and their driving focus on my pleasure.

Melanie’s eyes met mine and I watched intently as her desire rose up to yet another orgasm.

“Not again... Shit... shit... Yes... Fuck me... I’m cumming... Oh God...”

The other girls giggled and focused their caresses on her as she again shuddered in ecstasy.

When she was done she reached up and clasped her hands behind my neck and gazed into my eyes trying to encourage my orgasm.

“Your turn now, sweetie. Give it to me... you know you want to... don’t hold back... give your Melanie what she needs.”

It only took about ten minutes: with the amazing way her pussy was stimulating my cock, along with the attention from the other stunning beauties, it was inevitable that I would soon be filling that wondrous little pussy with my seed.

She seemed to sense it was coming: “that’s it baby... That’s what I need.”

The others joined in, each caressing my nipples and whispering encouragement.

“Go on, give it to her... show her what you got... cum for us, baby...”

I felt the stirring in my balls and the bliss of orgasm overtook my body. My cock throbbed and pulsed and I could feel the hot cum firing into Melanie’s golden snatch. Her eyes never left mine as she shuddered with a final orgasm of her own caused by the sheer pleasure of making me cum.

I dropped to my elbows, cradling her head in my hands and gently touching her soft smooth cheek with mine. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me until I had come down completely. We then rolled as one, putting me on my back with Melanie snuggling me on my right.

The other two each picked a side and curled up against us. I’m not sure I have ever felt more contented as I drifted off to sleep.

I awoke several hours later and quickly ascertained that they were all sound asleep. I tried to extricate myself without waking them, but Melanie stirred as I was gathering up my clothes.

“Where are you going?” she asked blearily.

“I have to go to the bathroom and since that bed is a mess, I was going to move to the other room.”

“Can I come?”

“Absolutely, but why don’t you bring Dawn and Gloria too.”

She started to wake them as I went into the other room. I quickly implanted the memories of our tryst into the real Dan’s mind, pulled on my pants and slipped out of the room while pulling on my shirt.

“The perfect crime,” I chuckled to no one in particular. I have to admit that I was tempted to take those three away from Dan, but, like I said earlier, I liked the guy. Without extraordinary powers like mine, he had managed to create a perfect harem. Perfect not just in appearance, but also in attitude and focus. While I would be leaving them behind, I was taking his ideas and suggestions with me. I knew I would be using them often.

I was hungry, so I headed down to the lobby. As I was passing through on my way to the street, I saw Ginny, still worried.

Oops...

I approached the desk, re-instating my previous commands about her feelings towards me and altering her memory of our time together to include my affirmative answer regarding her question of a vasectomy. The other commands could wait.

“Oh, hi Sammy,” she said with a bright smile. “Everything okay?”

“Everything is just fine. I was just going out to find a late lunch.”

She glanced up at the clock. “I’m off in twenty minutes, why don’t you go have a beer at the bar across the street and I’ll catch up to you. I know a great place if you like Mexican.”

My mind flashed on the lovely Gloria. “I love Mexican. I’ll see you in twenty.”

As I left the lobby, the sun seemed a little bit brighter as I crossed the street evaluating the women in view to see which one would best complete our threesome.