The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I slept so soundly. So soundly that when I woke up it was barely morning. And the house was… eerily quiet. I could see the signs of Amber having been here (the stains on the bedspread mostly), but she was nowhere to be seen.

I stumbled downstairs, and there was a note. Amber and my mom had gone to get brunch and do some shopping. Huh. Ok, I guess. Little weird though, not gonna lie.

After showering last nights perversions off, I was just heading out to swim when I heard the door open.

“Mom?” I called out.

“Guess again!” I heard, the sassy voice of my aunt rang out. I walked through kitchen into the living room where she was just taking her shoes off and hanging her coat. She turned around and stop with a start.

I stopped too. “What?”

She looked me up and down, and swallowed hard. Then grinned.

“Have I caught you at a bad time?” She asked innocently.

“No… I was just doing to go have a swim.”

She looked so pleased to hear that, but I didn’t know why.

“Let me grab myself a drink, and we can head out to the pool if you want” she said enthusiastically.

“I mean, sure? But we can’t really talk when I’m swimming… You want to watch me swim?” I asked slowly.

“Oh, don’t mind me, I’ll find some way to entertain myself.” She said happily.

It was weird, she was just here last night? She doesn’t usually come over so often.

The entire time I swam I could feel her eyes on me. I mean, I don’t know if she was, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was watching me. So I deliberately didn’t deviate from my swimming patterns for my entire swim. It usually takes me closer to 20 minutes because I’ll stop and take break, but this time I was just all business the entire time. I pulled myself out of the pool before even glancing at her.

Oh. She was wearing the tiniest bikini that would fit. Her legs were spread to each side of the recliner, and she rested one hand just at the swell of her breast, and the other gently swayed back and forth along her inner thigh. When she saw me looking with my mouth hanging open, she smiled and spread her knees apart even wider. I couldn’t stop myself from glancing at the tiny wisp of black fabric.

“You just about done? Want to… hang out?” She called out. I blinked and realized I had an erection. I blinked again, and I was standing in front of her, still dripping water all around me.

Without saying a word, she pulled my trunks down and took my now completely erect dick in her mouth. She was … well, she was very good at it. I know that even bad blowjobs are supposed to be good, but honestly, not everyone is that good at it. Anyway, like I said, she’s really good. And before I knew it, I could feel I was getting close.

“Do you want to slow down? I’m getting pretty close.” I said through gritted teeth.

With one hand, she pulled the tiny triangles that covered her nipples up and out of the way, and with the other she took a firm grip on my cock while continuing to suck and lick at the tip.

“Nnnh-nhh” she said, her other hand now ing in, gently scraping and rolling my balls.

“Oh shit. Um. I’m not kidding, I’m really close now. It’s almost too late to… uh—to um… oh fuck. Shit. Peg, I’m going to” I really did try to hold it back, but I could tell I’d reached the point of no return. “oh shit. Here it comes” I grunted out. She kept sucking, but as soon as I was actually coming, she pulled it out of her mouth and jerked me off like a maniac. Groaning with half-closed eyes, my knees almost buckled. When I could think again, I saw her looking up at me, my cum spread on her face, across her fat tits, and dripping down her soft tummy. She had the most satisfied expression I’d ever seen. Instead of her cocky grin, she was beaming up at me, like a proud kid showing off.

“How was that?” she asked me.

“Jesus Aunt Peg, that was amazing! I don’t think… I guess I don’t think I’ve ever had a better blowjob. But you’re all covered in cum. Do you uh—want to wash it off?”

Now the cocky grin returned, and she gently took my slowly shrinking cock in her mouth, and gently cleaned it with her tongue.

“Eventually, but first… are you ready to go again?” She asked, leaning back in her chair.

She did look hot. And while I watched, she slipped a hand between her thighs, and began gently rubbing small circles. Which was also hot. I could feel myself already starting to stiffen… But then, it was basically lunch time. And I wasn’t exactly hurting for sex.

“Come on. Let’s have lunch. You can try to seduce me again once I’ve had a sandwich” I said, smiling at her.

A brief look of disappointment flashed across her face, but then it was replaced with a neutral expression and she blinked, and nodded. “Good idea, let’s get a sandwich” She said, and stood up. I’m glad she wasn’t one of those women who get all upset if a man isn’t ready and willing to go every single time.

I got out the bread, and she pulled out some veggies and condiments.

“So… aren’t you going to wash that off?” I said, gesturing to her face.

“Oh, I guess I should. I just… It’s fine” She said, and unloaded herself of the sandwich fixings. Mentally I shrugged, and we just chit-chatted while I tried to pretend she didn’t have streaks of cum on her face and in her hair.

After I put the plates away I again gestured to her face, “How about now?". She look slightly pained.

“You don’t want to?”

“No, it’s not that, it’s just… I mean. Well, you know Jerry and I are. I… Even though I know I can’t go home like this… Is this gross? Do you mind?” She asked, suddenly seem to regret having said anything.

“No, it’s.. How can it be gross? I mean, it’s mine, right?” I said, trying to play it cool. I mean, it was a little gross. But also weirdly hot? Sex is complicated.

“Right. Right.” She said, firmer. “So, while I’m… uh—marked I guess? Well, while I have you just… just all over me like this? Well, I can kind of pretend that Jerry might come in, and see me. And he would know. He’d know that even though he and I are together, that there’s some young stud out there who is just… You know, just using me. Like a plaything. Like a …” and I couldn’t hear that last word.

“Like a what?” I said, trying even harder to keep it cool.

She looked away before looking back. She was blushing, but had a determined look.

“Like a Slut.” She said firmly, staring directly into my eyes.

I felt my guts lurch like I’d been punched. But I also couldn’t deny that I was 100% erect and ready to go. I walked up to her, never looking away from her face. Her face, still covered in my cum.

“Do you want to be?” I asked, putting my hand behind her head.

She gulped, and gave the tiniest little nod. I slipped my fingers into her hair, cradling her head.

“Say it” I said. Our eyes were still locked together.

“I want.” She took a little breath. “to be your slut” she said in a little voice. Holy shit this was intense as fuck.

I balled my fingers into a fist, and she gave a tiny wince, but slid directly to her knees when I gave the slightest pull.

“Do it”

She immediately pulled my shorts down, and looked up at me.

“Stick your tongue out”. She immediately held her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could. I held my cock down and rubbed it along her tongue. She moaned as I rubbed the head back and forth on the flat of her tongue, and here eyes never left mine as I used her. “What a good slut you’re being” I said, and she shuddered, but kept her tongue out. This was going to be fun.

“Lick” I said, trying to be as firm as I could. Her tongue flicked over me almost instantly, her eyes almost rolling back in her head as she did so. I had trouble keeping my legs straight as she flicked and licked all over, all the while making the most delicious moaning sounds. She licked it like an ice-cream cone, her tongue wetting large patches. And it was good, but I’d just had really good! I wanted more.

“You can do better. Come on. ungh do it like you mean it. Do it like you want to drive me crazy. " I grunted.

Then, it just changed. Both of her hands were suddenly everywhere; scratching my balls, sliding her hands along my thighs, gripping my ass. And her tongue. Oh My God, it was everywhere. Little licks, tiny flicks, then a scratch along the top (her teeth?), then the whole thing warm and wet but before I acclimatized to that warm suction, she was rubbing her closed lips up and down. Then a quick hard rub with her palm on the end, then back to little tongue flicks.

Honestly, I felt like I was being worshipped. Like, all she wanted to do in life was to serve my cock. It was a heady feeling, and the fact that the sensation of it was so completely off the charts. It didn’t just “feel good”. It was like I was always at the brink of telling her to stop because the sensation was … just too much. Like any second it was going to move from amazing to ticklish or too rough, or just too itchy/painful, but it never was. It was just unbelievable.

I steadied myself on her shoulder and started to feel dizzy. I eventually realized that I was taking tiny shallow breaths, and I forced myself to take a deep breath, and eased myself back into a chair. Oh god, it was even better once I could relax. I slumped even further, rolling my head back and forth. It’s like… You know when people compare ecstasy and agony? It was like that. It was SO GOOD but it was always right at the edge of being too much and fuck oh shit “SHIT FUCK FUCKCHRISTSHITURRGNGGNGHHHHH” I shouted out loud, my orgasm just hit me like a freight train. I hadn’t know it was coming, there was no buildup, I was just hovering in ecstasy and then I was coming all over her.

I lay there for several minutes after I’d stopped twitching. She held perfectly still until I took a deep breath. The first one I having since she started. But once I took it, she took me in her mouth and so gently wiped me clean with her tongue.

“Ok. Ok. Huh. OK. Jesus. Where… where the hell did you learn to do that?!” I asked. She looked up at me with wide shining eyes, but her hair, her face, and her chest were covered in fresh cum. Apparently I’d cum all over her. Damn, she was hot.

“I don’t know. I just.. I just wanted it to be special. I think… I guess I think I’ve used all those techniques on people before, but never… never all at once. I just needed to, you know, pull out all the stops.”

“Well shit. You can do that again, let me tell yo—AH! Stop STOP! Not _now_!“

She looked up at me all innocent, “Oh, I must have misunderstood”, then she giggled.

I laughed. “I’m so sure. Now go have a shower.” She got up and started heading out. I did love watching her walk away… but after a second, I called out after her, “Hey Aunt Peggy?” She looked back questioningly. “You make a great slut”. She beamed at me while blushing a bright red, before turning away and sashaying out of the room.

When Mom came home later afternoon, she and Amber found us in the backyard lazily talking in the backyard. Luckily we heard them approaching, so I had time to pull my pants up. Peg really likes to just have it out while we talk.

Dinner was nice, just me and my three girls. This really is a great life.

The older women grilled Amber a bit about her plans, but it was clear that Amber had been prepped on how to answer these questions by a far harsher task-mistress than these two would ever be. Yes, she had a career plan, yes she had an education plan, yes she had already put plans in motion for achieving those goals.

Peggy took off, and Amber stayed for dinner, and then stayed the night. I ed out early, exhausted from the days activities, hearing Amber say something about needing to go get some work done tomorrow.