The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Bobby’s Dad, a 46-year-old named Andrew, looked annoyed, which was his normal look. He’d stopped at the gym on his way home from work, leaving early on a Friday afternoon as usual, Bobby could see, and had driven home in his gym clothes. “Where’s your Mom?” he asked, as if he expected her to greet him at the door.

Bobby was a little surprised at the question. The reality change ought to have made his Dad forget that the teen girl in the process of getting laid next door had ever been his wife.

“Um, she’s next door. Um, visiting,” Bobby temporized. His best working theory was that, since Andrew was still his Dad in this reality, that somehow maintained his memories of the woman who’d given birth to his child. A child who was self-insulated against having his own memories re-written by said changes. He picked up his device, thinking he might need it again very soon.

“Visiting? Sally’s not home, her car’s not in the driveway. Who’s she visiting?”

“Um, well, you see, Dad,” Bobby started, but his Dad cut him off.

“Don’t lie to me, boy. Who’s she visiting?!”

“Well, Dad, it’s complicated,” Bobby said, for the umpteenth time getting annoyed at the way his Dad usually dismissed anything he said. So, with an edge to his voice, he started to explain it, even if his Dad would probably not understand.

“I invented this device, see,” Bobby told him, “and it can warp reality in some specific ways.”

“Can it make us rich?” his Dad asked.

“Maybe, but that’s not why I invented it,” Bobby replied.

“If it can’t, then I can’t see the point of it,” Andrew said. “So, what does it do, and what does this have to do with your mother?”

“The device warps reality. Among other things, it can change the appearance of things, even make them younger or older. I tested it on Mrs. Whiffles, turned her into a kitten and back into an adult cat. And she was fine, so I knew it worked.

“And then,” Bobby said, “I decided I wanted to test it on a human. So, I used it on Mom.”

“You WHAT?!” Andrew exploded. “What the... what the fuck did you do to her?!”

“Funny you should put it that way, Dad,” Bobby said. “See, Mom went out on the porch to sun herself, and Chad, the boy from next door, was out doing laps in the pool. So, I got this idea to see what Mom would do if she was, say, suddenly Chad’s age, so I took a little more than 20 years off of her.”

“WHAT???!!!! You turned her into a teenager?!”

“Yeah. She’s now eighteen, according to my device. She’s, um really cute as a teenager,” Bobby added, helpfully. His Dad hadn’t met her until she was 20, so he’d never known her as a teen.

Beginning to see where this was going, with a more threatening tone, Bobby’s Dad said “So, what did your Mom DO???!!!”

Deciding not to mention the fact that he’d shot both his regressed Mom and the boy next door with horny rays, just to see what would happen, Bobby just said “Well, they started to talk a little, and then, um, they started to make out.”

“She was KISSING that boy?!”

“Um, yeah. And, um, rubbing his crotch. And letting him suck her nipples and rub her crotch, too. Then they disappeared into his house.” Bobby was beginning to think he might need to shoot his Dad with the device, to somehow calm him down, if he kept overreacting to what was almost certainly going on next door.

“When exactly did this happen,” Bobby’s Dad asked, wondering just how much time had ed—and how much might have happened in that time.

“Um, about fifteen minutes ago?” Bobby said. “About that.”

“So, you’re telling me that your mother...” Andrew began.

“...is next door, losing her virginity to the neighbor boy, yeah, I think so.”

Andrew looked at Bobby for a cold, hard second, an expression between murderous rage and overwhelming excitement on his face. Rage seemed to be winning, as he stood up, not even bothering to change out of his gym clothes, and strode to the patio door.

Bobby ran after, catching up with his Dad and saying “Hey, before you do anything, let’s just make sure, huh?” Lowering his voice, he told his Dad “Chad’s bedroom window is right over here, and it’s open. Let’s see if we can find out what’s happening, first? Okay?”

Andrew gave a short nod, even though he didn’t look happy, and while they still a little ways away, they could hear a girl’s voice erupt in what had to be an orgasm. A loud one, at that. They crept towards the window, where they could hear some rustling, as if bodies were moving on sheets, and then, a somewhat girlish voice that both still recognized as Anne’s, said clearly “Chad... baby... please... can you... put it in?”

Chad’s voice said “Sure!” and, a moment later, they could hear Anne’s keening moan as she breathed “Oh, God... keep going... Ah! Yes! Ungh!” Then, after a few moments of silence, they could hear Chad asking Anne if she was OK, her grunting out a yes, and then the sound of bedsprings squeaking, and Anne’s grunts and cries of “Yeah!” and “Oh, God!” as her boyfriend’s cock drove home over and over, made it completely clear what was happening. Chad had slid his cock into her, pushed right past and through her hymen, and was getting a good fucking rhythm going. And it sounded like Anne was loving it.

Bobby looked at his Dad, and thought he might start screaming and making a scene. So, he quickly set his device to age -27 and libido 75. With any luck, too young to recall he had been Anne’s husband, and too horny to do anything except listen in rapt fascination to the sounds being made by the girl getting fucked, for the first time in her new life, on the other side of the open window.

Andrew suddenly seemed frozen in place, listening to his wife and the mother of his child adjusting to the feel of a hard prick stroking in and out of her cunny, panting and gasping, telling Chad how wonderful it felt, how much she’d been wanting to fuck him, and, shortly, orgasming while a hard cock was thrusting into her for the first time in her eighteen years. Andrew was too focused on her moans to notice his own body changing, getting a little shorter and leaner, cock suddenly straining at his gym shorts, face softening, until Bobby’s Dad was 19-year-old Andy, wanting to get laid desperately but forced to subsist on listening to others getting lucky.

“Damn it,” Andy whispered to his big brother Bobby, “why does he get to fuck her, and I can’t?“

“Because Anne is our little sister,” Bobby whispered back, figuring this was the best way to make it make sense to Andy, even though they were both listening in on her getting her little pink pussy plowed. “We shouldn’t want to fuck our sister, should we?”

“I’d fuck her, if she’d let me,” Andy itted in a whisper. “I’ve seen her get out of the shower, she’s got a great body. I’d fuck her, sister or not. She’s so hot—and now she’s naked with him, and he’s making her cum....” Bobby could tell that his new younger brother had a raging erection, just from listening to the teen couple inside fuck like rabbits. Heck, Bobby had half a stiffy, himself.

Bobby was worried that Andy might pull his cock out and start jacking off right there, so he started to steer him back towards their own yard and house. He figured he could either lower his libido level with his device once they got there, or else let Dad go jack off in the bathroom for a while. But then, Andy, on a hair trigger to react to sex sounds, grabbed Bobby to stop him and said in a whisper, “Wait! What’s that?” And then Bobby could hear it—it was the sound of a girl panting. Not of Anne, she was still audible saying encouraging things like “Yes, fuck me, Chad, fuck meeee!” This was someone else.

They stopped to look into the screen patio door of the house where they’d been listening to Anne’s defloration, only to see Jenny, clearly visible sitting on the couch, nude from the waist down, working her fingers in and out of her pussy, eyes closed, groaning every time she heard Anne cry out.

Andy was transfixed. His eyes were stuck onto Jenny’s pussy as if glued there, and his hand reached down to rub his hard dick, almost as if he wasn’t aware he was doing it. Bobby’s choices were a little limited, so he decided the best thing to do would be to make Andy and Jenny aware of each other, on the theory that if they were distracted by fucking each other, they wouldn’t want to interfere with what Chad was doing to, er, with Anne. And besides, if he’d had to make Dad, er, Andy listen to his wife, er, little sister getting planked by that blonde boy, he could make it up to him by getting him laid, too, right?

Andy was far enough gone that he wasn’t going to see anything except Jenny’s pussy, but to make it work, Bobby had to do something about Jenny. As obviously horny as she was, she was still a 22-year-old college graduate, and Andy was now just out of high school. He figured it might not end well, if he didn’t adjust Jenny, at least a little bit.

Out of some sense of both balance and justice, Bobby set his device to age -4, as well as libido 90. Well, the 19-year-old boy next door was currently fucking the daylights out of his now 18-year-old Mom, so he felt it only fitting that, if he was to distract these two the same way, then it would make sense for his now 19-year-old Dad to fuck the daylights out of the 18-year-old girl next door, and vice-versa, right?

Bobby hit the activate button, pointing the device at Jenny, and while her body changed less than Bobby’s parents’ had, it still got slimmer, her hips narrowed, and her boobs went from D to C cups. It was just as well that the changes weren’t more obvious—while Bobby didn’t think his Dad would notice them in his current state of arousal, better not to have to explain things again.

The more obvious change in Jenny came—literally—when her fingers almost immediately brought her to orgasm, once her libido had been pumped up 90%. Andy just stared as the now 18-year-old girl shuddered and stopped breathing, the orgasm was so intense, and then collapsed, panting, onto the couch as the waves of pleasure ed through her.

Bobby reached out, opened the screen door from the outside, and stepped to the side. Jenny looked up from her cum-covered hands and slowly focused on Andy, standing there in his teen boy splendor, rock-hard dick pushing his gym pants out half a foot, and saying “Wow!” in awe, after watching the girl cum.

A few minutes ago, even while fingering herself while listening to her little brother fuck a girl to repeated orgasms, Jenny would probably have screamed in embarrassment to see that a boy had been watching as she’d made herself cum. “That’s why I set it to 90%,” Bobby thought, to try and make sure she’d not only notice Andy, but would invite him in. And then, well, invite him in, as it were.

Figuring that he couldn’t do any good by standing there watching, Bobby retreated back towards his own house. He’d hang out on the deck for a little while; Chad and Anne’s sex sounds were quite audible from there, and he’d noticed earlier that the window in Jenny’s room was also open, so he could sit and relax on his own deck. He was already close to certain of how this second parental pairing he’d set up on the fly was going to work out, but he’d have confirmation, one way or another, soon enough.

Jenny was almost there, listening to her little brother and his girl roaring to a mutual climax, when the intensity of her approaching orgasm suddenly seemed to pick up like a tsunami, rearing high and slamming its energy into and through her such that she was left breathless. Her pussy had been neglected lately, since she’d broken up with Jimmy, the boy she’d dated most of her senior year in high school, a few months ago. Hearing her big brother make that girl cum so hard brought her to a harder orgasm than she’d expected. Not only her fingers, but her hands were covered with her own juices. For some reason, the thought of them continuing to fuck each other senseless, and of her maybe just squirting for the first time in her eighteen years, made her even hornier.

She started to caress her pussy again, still feeling an urgent need, when she heard a noise. It was the screen patio door opening. She looked up, and saw one of the boys who lived next door—the younger one, Andy. He was staring at her, transfixed. He opened his mouth wordlessly for a moment, and just said “Wow.”

Well, she did only have a midriff blouse on, barely covering her tits. She’d pulled her pants and panties off after she started to play with herself in earnest. So, she was naked from the waist down, in front of a boy. Somehow, though, not only was she not embarrassed, her eyes immediately went to Andy’s crotch, and saw his solid six-incher making a big tent in his gym shorts. And all she could think of, then, was that cock. She wanted to touch it, see if it was as hot as her pussy felt. And, with that thought, she decided she was gonna scratch her powerful itch by fucking Andy!

Jenny had been having sex since she was 16, so she wasn’t worried about a boy taking her cherry. That ship had sailed a couple of years earlier, she told herself. And besides, she could hardly play coy now. Not only could Andy hear, even now, her big brother and his girlfriend putting on a loud show of grunts, moans, gasps and cries (and the girlish voice repeating “Oh, God, yes, fuck me!” now and then, just to clear up exactly what they were doing), he was staring at her own half naked body (the interesting half, too!), and his hand was stroking the hard cock through his gym shorts that she wanted so badly to see, touch, taste and feel. Her already-wet pussy started lubricating even harder, just thinking about it.

Yep, she decided. No time to be coy. Let him know exactly what you want. “That’s a nice boner” to him, making no move to cover up her own nude crotch, even spreading her legs wider, so he could see her pussy even more clearly, and how wet it was, with its labia gleaming in her juices. “Come in here and show me,” she added in what she meant to be a sexy purr, but that sounded more like a command.

Andy, spellbound, immediately obeyed, stepping through the door and walking straight towards Jenny, who stood up as he approached. He dropped his shorts, and his dick sprang out to greet his new girlfriend. That girlfriend grabbed him and kissed him, pressing her naked loins up against his erection. “Mmmm, it feels so hot and hard,” she thought, and briefly considered just pulling him down on top of her, on the couch, to get his cock inside of her as quickly as possible. But her next mental image—overpoweringly hot to her, in her present condition—was of her getting on top of him, and riding him until she came, and that was a lot easier to do on her bed.

So, Jenny grabbed Andy’s hand, and dragged him up to her own bedroom. Where the sound of her big brother fucking his new girlfriend was no longer distracting. If anything, she was now determined to make as much noise getting her pussy pounded as her brother’s girlfriend was making. And not very long after, she was getting her wish. The two of them had gotten naked in record time, and almost immediately Jenny had mounted Andy and started riding him with a ion. It was only a few minutes until she was cumming like a maniac on his cock, as her new boyfriend exploded rope after rope of his thick cum deep into her sopping pussy. She didn’t stop riding him, since he really didn’t deflate much after his own orgasm, and before long she was cumming again. And again. And again.

Chad decided that the Word For The Day was “Amazing.”

He’d been popular with girls since grade school, it seemed like, but especially since he’d filled out and applied a little time and effort into developing a good body. He wasn’t a Muscle Beach kind of guy, but he’d been on the swim team and gymnastics team in high school. So, he was supple, toned, and had been blessed with a handsome face, good skin, and a surfer dude look that he leaned into.

But he’d found that being popular with the girls invited a lot of drama. (So did being popular with the boys, but, though he never begrudged their interest, always had to disappoint them by letting them know he only swung one way, and it wasn’t for other guys.) He’d certainly never had to go without sex if he didn’t want to, since he’d been like 15, but the last couple of girls he’d hooked up with had been such shallow people-s, that he’d declared a dating moratorium. At least, until he ran across someone he thought was worth taking a chance on, again.

And, of course, there was the girl next door. Anne had caught his interest as soon as the Behr’s had moved in next door, and sharing the big pool gave him and Jenny a chance to hang out with her, Bobby and Andy. And Anne was... perfect. She had a perfect body, she was easy to talk to, but more, instead of trying to worm her way into his bed as a status symbol, something to toss into the other girls’ faces and flaunt within her social circle, she seemed shy. Not cold—very warm, in fact—but shy.

That really intrigued Chad. He felt like maybe he and Anne could have fun, without there being all the drama and such that came from being with girls whose main interest was showing him off. And, to be honest, girls who’d been the prettiest of their cliques ever since getting interested in boys, who could snap their fingers and have a dozen guys come running, usually never bothered to learn how to really be good in bed. Any natural sexual talents and desires had long since been swept under the golddigger and social climber rugs. They didn’t have to make an effort in bed, so they didn’t. Chad had been with too many of those.

Anne seemed different. He’d been trying to figure out how to get past her shy shell, to see if they clicked on a meaningful level, but hadn’t come up with a good plan, yet. But then, today, while he’d been doing his laps, he noticed that she was out on the deck of their house, in a pretty tiny bikini, and in what he could only call a less-then-shy mood. In fact, he felt like she’d been watching him swim, and was trying to look cool for her while doing his laps, when he heard what sounded a lot like an orgasmic cry. He popped up out of his freestyle lap, looked over towards the Behr’s house, and saw Anne on the chaise lounge, hips twitching, and both hands on her crotch.

Chad wasn’t a shy virgin. He knew the signs that a girl was interested in him sexually. The hints he’d been getting from Anne for a while sort of coalesced in his mind, and he decided that now would be a great time to go talk with her. If she had been doing what he thought she had, maybe she might be interested in some real action. And he wanted to see if she was as natural as she seemed.

Besides, seeing the cute, shy girl he’d been sort of low-level crushing on appear to be in the final throws of orgasm got his 19-year-old hormones flowing almost instantaneously.

As he started to wade out of the pool to go say hi, he saw Anne’s eyes open, realize he’d been watching her, and a look of panic shot across her pretty young face. “I don’t think she’d look panicked like that if she had just deliberately put a show on for me,” he thought as he got out of the pool. “She may really, actually have genuine feelings...” He approached her, and she stood up.

And that had been the last thing he ed entirely clearly, at least for a little while. They’d suddenly started kissing, then fondling. Then they were naked in his bed, then she was going off like an alarm clock as he ate her out, and then. he’d be damned if she hadn’t told him she was a virgin, but wanted to give it up. To him. Right then and there.

Chad had never had sex with a virgin before. The girls who got through to the head of the line, so to speak, were experienced types who knew how to get into the bed of their Boy of the Week. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, other than the old standby of “be gentle,” but Anne had been so amazingly responsive, he was sure she’d tell him if he made a mistake.

She’d been so incredibly well lubricated, by the time they finally began to Do the Deed, that when Anne lay back and spread her legs wide, to give him access to her, his cock had slid in without issue—until it reached her hymen. It felt like bottoming out about an inch inside of her. She held him, then pulled him closer, and then, between her movements, her breathless instructions on when to push, and his natural desire to thrust, he suddenly popped on past, and bottomed out all the way into her cervix. He just held it there for a few seconds, feeling himself all the way inside of her.

“Are you okay?” he’d asked very softly, before starting to move again. “Oh God, Chad,” she’d replied, “it feels amazing!”

So, he’d pulled back, and thrust in again, watching this beautiful girl closely for signs of pain, ready to slow down or stop if she needed him to. But as he did, and started to slowly build a rhythm, all she did was continue to make encouraging noises, telling him how great it felt and how glad she was that he was her first.

His girl—he was thinking of her as his girl by then—had shown herself to be multi-orgasmic, having already cum a dozen times from his fingering and from licking her pussy while sucking on her clit. But oh my GOD, Chad thought, that had been nothing compared to how hard, and loud, she was going off now that the fucking had started. Anne was nearing a constant state of orgasm, he thought, when he’d finally been unable to hold it anymore, and started unloading his first sperm donation of the day into her spasming cunny.

That had brought Anne off even stronger than before, and that, somehow, gave them enough post-nut clarity to start muttering things like “amazing,” “love this,” “beautiful,” and “so glad!” But, in the midst of this, before he’d even pulled his barely-deflated cock out of his lover for a short break, he became aware of something else. A girl was grunting and panting loudly, and it wasn’t Anne. She was in his arms, softly kissing his chest, and breathing almost normally—for the moment.

This was coming from outside of his room. In fact, it was coming from his little sister Jenny’s room!

“God, Andy! How many buckets of cum did you just shoot in me?” both Chad and Anne heard Jenny say, followed by Andy’s voice, saying “Not enough! C’mere!” Followed by a delightful feminine squeal, and a steady, loud murmur of desire and encouragement, developing immediately into more wanton, bedspring-rattling fucking.

Chad looked at Anne, and whispered, “Your brother?” Anne, with an expression halfway between surprise and a smirk, said, “Why are you whispering, babe? They can’t hear us over the noise they’re making. For sure, that was him! And that had to have been Jenny!”

“You bet it was,” Chad answered back, in a normal tone of voice. “It sounds like they had the same idea we did.”

“Mmmmm,” Anne murmured, as she wiggled up against her lover and started to kiss him. “I don’t know what’s up with everyone today,” she said in between kisses, “but it’s been the most amazing day of my life. And...” longer kiss, followed by “it’s not over, babe. Let’s see if we can be louder than they are...”

“Your wish is my command, beautiful maiden!” Chad said with a grin, as he flipped his girl onto her stomach, raised her hips up, and entered her from behind. “You think this will help?” he asked, as he started a good, fast rhythm into her pussy, now stretched enough that he could easily slide all the way in with one stroke, and fill her with dick until she began to wail out yet another orgasm.

Then, using their combined juices to lubricate, as he continued to fuck her powerfully from behind, Chad slid a finger into her ass. Anne jolted, as if a live wire had touched her. “Is that okay?” Chad asked, still pounding her and still with his index finger buried in her ass.

“It... unh! It was just a surprise... unh! Actually.... oh, God! Um, can you... unh! Move it... unh! ...in and out?”

Since he hadn’t paused in his steady rhythmic piledriving of her pussy, he knew she had to mean his finger in her ass. “Like this?” he said, as he let his finger move in and out of her anus in counterpoint to how his cock was pounding in and out of her vagina.

Anne became incoherent, then, just repeating “Oh my... oh my... oh my...” with every thrust, until very shortly thereafter, she finished the sentence by literally screaming “GOD!!!!!” as Chad felt her pussy, ass, and entire body spasm with the strongest orgasm she’d ever had, and that Chad had ever seen anyone have.

Chad pulled his finger out of her butt and leaned down, still stroking his cock in and out of her pussy, and said “I think that one drowned them out, love.”

Anne flopped forward, her legs weak from her orgasm, and fell off of Chad’s dick. “Do you want me to roll you over?” he asked. Anne said “Huh-uh. I want... um, maybe you can try putting your, um, cock... where your finger was?”

“Anything you say, ma’am!” Chad was being funny, but still serious. Because he was beginning to suspect that he would, indeed, do anything this girl said, grant any request he was capable of granting. For as long as she wanted him to.

Because she was amazing.