Time Manipulation Mind Control Chapter 8 Hot Paused Fun
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Salome “Sam” Shapiro
My phone buzzed in my sweatpants pocket. Just like I was buzzing from my orgasm. Orgasms weren’t as messy or as useless as I thought. Well, they were messy, but in a naughty way. It was so exciting to be fingered by Justin’s mother. I knew there was a logical fallacy in insisting that Justin couldn’t touch me until he took me out on a date, but his mother could, I just ... didn’t care. I wasn’t dating Justin’s mother, I was dating Justin.
I wanted our first time to be right.
My phone chirping meant there was an alert. It must be some new progress on the graviton phenomenon. My hands shot into my sweatpants pocket as I walked back to Miss Daisy’s classroom to get my book bags. Aurora darted past me, crying out for Justin. She was such a needy slave, but cared for my boyfriend. I hit the button on my phone, turning it on. I swiped—
Krystal Sampson
“Krystal!” Brittany, the English exchange student that was in the year ahead of me, exclaimed. The black-haired girl shot her hands beneath her skirt right there in my high school’s hallway. A few passing guys stopped and goggled as they watched the English girl drag down a pair of white panties striped with thin, pink lines. Brittany stepped out of them, her cheeks burning bright. She thrust them at me, saying, “Please, enjoy the scent of my hot cunt on my panties.”
She shuddered then blinked in shock. Gasping, she scurried away as my hypnotic command finished controlling her. I shuddered, so glad I gave that naughty order to every pretty girl I came across while I froze time an hour earlier. Anything I told a person while time was paused rewrote their minds.
Which was good because I loved the smell of hot cunt on panties. Normally, I would be smelling my own or my mom’s I stole from the dirty. Brittany’s were so warm. So hot and fresh. I brought them to my nose.
Inhaled that tart musk of Brittany’s snatch.
“Oh, my God, that’s so good,” I groaned. I didn’t care that the guys around me were staring at me with such hunger. They all creamed themselves at just a hint of a teenage girl showing any lesbian passion, and this ... This was blatant lesbo behavior.
“Got another pair, huh?” my best friend, and lover, Ji-Yun asked as she join me. My Korean friend had such a big grin on her face, her delicate cheeks blushing dark with her excitement.
“Yes,” I said. “They’re Brittany’s.” I shoved them into my friend’s hands.
Ji-Yun brought them to her nose and, thanks to my hypnotic command to love pussy, inhaled. She groaned as she enjoyed that tart musk. I took my lover’s hand, clutching her tight as she breathed in again. The guys were really whooping now. They were all such animals. Perhaps I should give them a command.
I grinned. It was almost time.
I texted my brother one-handed, letting him know I was ready for him to stop time. A minute later, it happened. That energy rolled over me. It splashed around Ji-Yun and me, my aura extending to her somehow. It protected her from my brother’s power. I was immune to it. Which was a good thing, or I’d be one of Justin’s sluts now, too. He would make me love his cock. I wouldn’t care that I was a lesbian after he whispered in my ear while time was paused.
I knew he wanted me, but he would never get me.
“Okay, boys, you’re all a buncha animals,” I said to the guys, shaking my head. “You all just want pussy. And you know what, Pearline is more than willing to give it up.” I made Pearline into a slut for being a bitch to me. “She’s a whore. She’ll fuck every last one of you. So you don’t need to ogle the cute lesbians like me. Go and fuck her!”
Ji-Yun nodded her head in agreement then inhaled Brittany’s panties.
“Come on,” I said. “Let’s get up to no good.”
Aurora Pritchard
My Master’s time-freezing powers washed over me. I shuddered as silence fell around us. Everyone paused in their place, including the sewage worker in his gray jumpsuits standing beside me. He was frozen in mid-step, staring at his phone intently. I ignored them all, my heart thundering. I had important news to deliver to Justin.
I held out my phone before my master, bouncing on the balls of my feet. “This is very, very bad, Master!”
“Um ... the screen’s blank,” he said.
“Oh, shit,” I muttered, so agitated I said that word. I sighed; my phone had turned off. I turned it back on and... “Great, it’s not loading. I’m not getting a signal because...” I blushed. I wasn’t stupid. I mean, I was a blonde, but I wasn’t an airhead. It was just this frozen time was such a new thing. It was such an adjustment to my thinking. My phone worked because I was holding it, but it was useless without being connected to the cell network.
“It’s all over social media that your dad came in and begged you to fuck your mom,” I said. “Everyone has to know. I’m getting comments from friends that don’t even go to our school who know you’re into incest. It’s illegal. I know I shouldn’t have posted the pic on social media, but I didn’t think people would really believe me. But this? Your entire English class saw it. There’s even a video of you leading your mother out of the room while she’s groping your cock.”
My Master took me by the shoulders, he stared into my eyes, his dark and commanding. I shuddered as I drank in his dominating presence. He was so strong. So reassuring. I could see it in his eyes. He would fix this. He wouldn’t get into any trouble for screwing his mom at school. I could see her just a dozen feet away, wrapped up in a bathrobe, almost floating as she was paused in mid step beside his father.
“I’m going to take care of this, Aurora” Master told me. “Trust me.”
“I do trust you, Master.” I shuddered. “I more than trust you. I’ve given myself to you.”
His hand moved to my cheek, stroking across my flesh. I trembled and whimpered. He was so strong. How had I never noticed this in Justin? I blushed. I knew why. Because I thought he was just some nerdy loser. But he wasn’t. He was my Master. My owner. It didn’t matter to me that he mind-controlled me into being his slut (in fact, that made it hotter). It just mattered that he completed me.
“Let’s fix my parents, and the rest of this problem, and then were going to have fun today.”
“Yes, Master,” I said, my fear bleeding out of me. I believed him.
Justin went straight for his parents. He marched with purpose, brushing past the frozen sewage worker and a pair of girls I didn’t know. He reached his parents and clasped his hand on both their shoulders.
“Dad, if you get angry at Mom and need me to fuck her, and Mom if need to have me cuckold Dad, wait until I get home. Do not bring her to me unless I am at home. Especially, do not bring her to my high school. Mom, you will wait eagerly for me to return knowing that you will get to cuckold your husband and get back at him for all the times he abused you.”
“That sounds perfect, Master,” Aurora said. “But what are we going to do about the people who saw you?”
Justin looked around, his brow furrowing for a moment. Then he nodded his head. “It looks like most of the students who did see me are still around. They’re just leaving Miss Daisy’s classroom. Look, there’s Chuck and Brad talking over there. Those three girls down there by the drinking fountain are also in my class. I bet they’re all gossiping about me.” He drew in a deep breath. “Everyone, you do not care about anything that I, Justin Sampson, do. You don’t think it’s weird at all that my father begged me to fuck my mother. You don’t have a problem with me fucking my mother. You think incest is just fine. You will delete all your posts, comments, and videos you’ve uploaded to the internet about my parents coming to our school.”
I nodded my head, smiling. It was such a great idea.
He grabbed my hand and led me down the hallway. We passed the sewage worker who was glancing at his phone, then we walked by Justin’s new girlfriend. Her face was flushed—I knew the look of sexual satisfaction—and she was in the process of swiping her phone’s screen to check a message.
I smiled, glad Master had some fun with her and his parents.
Justin kept giving out commands, repeating it as we moved through the bustling school. This was such a smart idea. He had already placed our high school’s principal under his power, but now he mind-controlled everyone else. Now we could have our fun at school and not have to worry about the consequences.
I shuddered, my pussy so hot. Juices ran down my thighs. I couldn’t wait for all the fun we would have today.
Krystal Sampson
My brother was shouting through the halls, giving some sort of commands. His voice dwindled away, my brother heading in another direction. Which was fine by me. He could do his perverted things when time was frozen, and I would do mine.
I was looking for just the perfect girl to devour while Ji-Yun ate my pussy. I was thinking about going back and hitting up Brittany, since her pussy smelled so delicious on her panties, when I stepped into a T-intersection.
Ji-Yun’s hand squeezed down on mine. She exclaimed, “Oh, wow, your parents are here!”
My head whipped to the right. I blinked at the sight of my mom and dad about a dozen feet away from me. They were frozen walking towards me, Dad with a goofy grin on his face, something I hadn’t seen since before he hurt his “back” and had to stop working. Mom was beside him wearing her bathrobe. It was clear that was all she was wearing. She clutched it closed about her busty body, her face flushed like she had just been fucked.
My jaw dropped.
Justin fucked our mom at school.
“Look, look, you can see your brother’s cum running down your mom’s thighs,” Ji-Yun said, such excitement burning in her voice. “I read a post that your parents came into his class about twenty minutes ago. Your dad was begging Justin to fuck your mom.”
“Yeah, my brother gave them both perverted commands last night,” I said. I tugged on Ji-Yun’s hand, wanting to leave. “Let’s go find Brittany. She shouldn’t be far. I would love to eat her pussy.”
“But your mom is right there.” Ji-Yun shot me an excited look while resisting going with me. “We could devour her. Doesn’t that sound hot?”
“Normally,” I said. “But my brother just fucked her. She’s full of his cum.” A strange, nervous writhe through my stomach as I remembered the conversation I had with Ji-Yun before school started. It was right after I unfroze time and she brought up eating my brother’s cum out of Aurora’s pussy. Or my mom’s.
“Exactly,” Ji-Yun said. She broke away from me and darted down the hallway. She slipped around Chuck and Brad to reach my mom and fell to her knees. My lover threw a look over her shoulder. “Come on, Krystal, this is the perfect time to lick your brother’s cum out of a woman’s pussy. Your mother’s pussy! It will be so yummy!”
This was such a difference in Ji-Yun. I know I had changed her, but it was almost like I had messed her up even more than I thought. But I hadn’t told her to like my brother’s cum. It had to be some sort of latent, incestuous desire on her part she could finally express thanks to my commands. I had opened herself up to enjoying sex without shame.
It had to be that, because I didn’t do this to my friend.
I drifted towards my friend and my parents, my stomach squirming more as Ji-Yun ripped open my mom’s robe. She bared Mom’s lush and curvy body. My mother had such big, pillowy tits, just begging to be squeezed and played with. Her nipples were hard and pink. I licked my lips, wanting to suckle on them. Then I noticed Mom’s brown bush was matted with my brother’s cum.
Ji-Yun’s finger slid through those silky curls and gathered a glob of my brother’s jizz. My Korean lover popped into her mouth. She moaned like tasting my brother’s spunk was the greatest thing in the world.
I swallowed as I stopped beside her.
With a hungry groan, my friend buried her face into my time-paused mother’s pussy. I shuddered as Ji-Yun lapped up my brother’s cum clinging to mother’s bush and dribbling out of her twat’s depths. I caught a glimpse of Ji-Yun’s pink tongue bringing a big, pearly glob of Justin’s jizz into her mouth.
A strange warmth rushed out of my pussy. I let out a whimper, squirming my hips. This was both disgusting and yet ... arousing. My lover was enjoying eating my brother’s cum out of our mother’s pussy. It was my brother’s seed leaking out of our mother’s cunt. It was as incestuous as you could get. As taboo and utterly forbidden as anything could possibly be. My brother might even knock up our mother.
Our dad had a vasectomy.
I shuddered, wondering if I already had a new sibling growing inside of my mom. A little zygote; the union of their forbidden passion.
My girlfriend now shared this incestuous passion. Ji-Yun licked and lapped at my mother’s cunt with such hunger. Her delicate fingers clenched at my mother’s hips, clinging to her as the fourteen-year-old girl feasted on my mother’s snatch.
My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I wasn’t wearing any panties, and my trimmed bush wasn’t holding back the flood of my juices. I shouldn’t find this hot, but it was taboo knowing she was eating the incestuous mixing of my mother and brother. It sent dizzying waves through me. I wanted to stop her. To pull her away and forget I ever felt anything as arousing.
I didn’t want anything to do with my brother. I didn’t want his cock coming anywhere near me, but his cum ... His was cum leaking out of our mother’s cunt.
What was wrong with me?
Ji-Yun’s wrenched her head away, her lips smeared with pussy cream and pearly jizz. Her left hand shot out and grabbed my right wrist. Before I could stop her, she yanked down hard. I gasped as she pulled me down beside her. A jolt of pain flared through my kneecaps as they hit the floor.
Before I realized what was happening, Ji-Yun’s lips were on mine, her tongue thrusting into my open mouth. I tasted something salty mixed with the sweet juices of my mother’s cunt. My eyes widened as Ji-Yun kissed me with such passion.
She was shoveling my brother’s jizz into my mouth.
My stomach clenched. Waves of shameful lust surged out of my pussy as I kissed my girlfriend back.
I couldn’t stop myself from enjoying this. It was so wrong. It made my pussy clench and itch. More of my juices flooded down my thighs. I was so aware that more of my brother’s jizz was frozen inside of my mother’s pussy.
That juicy, taboo snatch was only a few inches away. I just had to break my kiss with Ji-Yun, and I could be eating it. Then I could be feasting on that incestuous mix directly.
I broke the kiss with Ji-Yun. I had to flee. I had to get to my food. But ... I trembled, my eyes locked on my mother’s pussy. Her bush was parted in strange ways, her curly hair pushed down from Ji-Yun’s nuzzling, leaving them frozen in place. I could see my mother’s labia spread apart by Ji-Yun’s licking tongue. Inside her depths, I spotted my brother’s cum that was frozen before it could leak out of her.
“Do it,” Ji-Yun purred. “Lick your brother’s jizz out of your mother’s pussy. You know you want to. You know that will be so hot.”
I let out a groan. I couldn’t stand. I couldn’t flee, but I also couldn’t move those last few inches to my mother’s snatch. I was terrified of what it would mean if I licked my brother’s jizz out of her. I was gay. I didn’t like boys at all. They revolted me.
So why did I want my brother’s cum? Where had this depraved impulse come from?
Ji-Yun held the back of my head, her fingers digging into my black hair. My pigtails swayed about my shoulder as she pressed my face into my mother’s incestuous snatch. I tasted Mom’s sweet juices followed by that salty, forbidden flavor of my brother’s jizz.
I licked.
My pussy clenched as I tasted my brother’s cum out of my mother’s pussy. I gathered a glob of it with my tongue and drew it into my mouth. I groaned at the salty flavor. I pressed my mouth tight against my mother’s silky snatch. My eyes stared up at her exposed breasts, her face mostly hidden from my sight by those massive boobs.
“Good, good,” Ji-Yun cute. “Mmm, that’s it. You love tasting your brother’s spunk mixed with your mother’s pussy. That’s the first step. You’re enjoying how good it tastes. How naughty it makes you feel.”
I just kept licking, fluttering my tongue, not really caring what she said. This mad, depraved lusted seized me. I thrust my tongue deep into my mother’s cunt, searching for more of my brother’s jizz. I wanted to drink it all out of her.
Ji-Yun squirmed beside me. I felt her head wiggled between my thighs. Her hands pushed up my skirt before she seized my hips and yanked me down a few inches to plant my pussy on her face. I groaned as I rubbed my hot cunt on my girlfriend’s mouth.
My Korean lover flicked her tongue out and slid it through my folds. She drank my fresh-tasting juices. My toes curled in my shoes as the pleasure rippled through me. It was so wonderful to feel Ji-Yun nibbling on my clit.
She worshiped it, sending sparks of rapture bursting inside my pussy. I moaned into my time-frozen mother’s cunt, licking up all her delicious, wonderful juices. I didn’t care why her cream could flow while the rest of her was outside the flow of time.
I just enjoyed the taste of her.
I squirmed atop her as I feasted on my mother’s cunt. I licked and lapped, searching for more of my brother’s salty jizz. I couldn’t find any more. I’d eaten all of Justin’s spunk out of her. I moaned my disappointment, my hips wiggling from side to side.
“No,” I groaned while Ji-Yun’s tongue lapped up through my folds to find my clit.
She sucked on it.
“I want more,” I groaned into my mother’s snatch, utterly lost to this depraved pleasure.
I reached up and played with her big titties, squeezing and kneading them, loving her heavy, plump fullness. My tongue swirled deep inside her snatch. I fluttered it around inside of her. I just knew there was more of my brother’s jizz in her, but it was trapped in her. Paused. I need to make her cum to get it out.
My nose nuzzled against her clit. I knew that would make my mother feel amazing. I pinched her nipples, playing with those fat nubs as I moved my lips. My pigtails caressed my shoulders as I latched onto my mom’s clit.
I sucked hard.
My own pussy clenched as I imagined my mother crying out in rapture. I knew she was loving this. If she could move, she’d be shuddering and heaving. More and more of her juices coated my face as I ground my cunt on Ji-Yun’s hungry mouth.
My friend Ji-Yun stopped sucking on my clit to nibble on my labia. She teased me. I couldn’t take much more. This was all so hot, so wrong. I sucked hard on my mother’s clit while pulling on her nipples.
It happened. I made my mother climax.
She cried out in rapture. Her juices gushed out of her. I moved my mouth over her hole, letting her sweet cream pour down my throat. I shuddered at the salty flavor mixed in it. That nasty, yet exciting, taste of my brother’s cum. I was getting the last of the jizz that was inside of her. I was feasting on it, swallowing it. I gulped it down with such a hungry need.
Ji-Yun flicked my clit with her tongue.
Sparks of rapture burst inside me.
“Ji-Yun!” I screeched.
“Yes, yes, yes, Kristi!” she moaned back as my orgasm convulsed through my cunt. “Bathe me in your juices!”
Just like my mother bathed my face, I’d drenched Ji-Yun’s. My lover’s tongue licked and lapped through my folds. She gathered up all my sweet cream while I trembled in ecstasy. Waves of rapture washed through my body, drowning my mind.
It was so wrong with me to enjoy this. I shouldn’t have loved the taste of my brother’s cum. But I did. A part of me wanted more. As my orgasm peaked, I was afraid what I would do if I came across another girl frozen with my brother’s jizz trapped inside her pussy.
“Oh, I knew you would love that,” panted Ji-Yun as she squirmed up beneath me. “Ooh, you drenched me. It was so hot.”
“Yeah,” I said, glancing at Ji-Yun. As my orgasm died, a strange unease rippled through me. “Ji-Yun—”
She cupped my pussy-stained cheeks and kissed me hard on the mouth before I could ask my question. Her tongue thrust past my lips, letting me taste my own fresh juices mixed with my mother’s sweet cream. I groaned, melting into the joy of experiencing my Korean girlfriend’s passion.
When she broke the kiss, I was panting. Dizzy waves of lust washed through me.
“Now let’s go find Brittany and eat her pussy!” Ji-Yun said. “We’ll finger each other as we devour her!”
I nodded my head. Ji-Yun was still the same. Mostly. She was just ... free. “Yes!”
We hopped to our feet, taking a moment to close my mother’s robe, then we sprinted down the hallway hand-in-hand. We wove through the other students, searching for that English exchange student.
Justin Sampson
“Another sewage worker, huh?” I said to Aurora as we neared the gym. He was nowhere near the other guy. Did they not know where the problem was?
Then I realized why he might be here.
I smiled at the sight a group of guys crowding around Petra. She was leaning up against the wall, face twisted in rapture. The Hispanic girl had shoved up her blouse, exposing a maroon bra. One cup was shoved up over her soft, pillowy breast. Her exposed, golden-brown tit was clenched in her left hand. Her right was shoved between her thighs. Her jeans and maroon thong were bunched around her thighs. She was frigging herself. It looked like she had three digits buried in her snatch.
Aurora giggled. “Your command is really driving her wild. She didn’t even make it into the changing room before she just lost all control and had to masturbate again.”
“Yeah,” I said glancing at the sewage worker. He had his phone aimed right at the masturbating girl, clearly recording the teenager’s naughty antics. “Explains why he’s here. Probably followed her.”
Aurora nodded her head, her green eyes sparkling. She squeezed my hand. “Paris had to flee my class because she couldn’t stop fingering herself. Of course, our Mr. Viên Lê didn’t mind one bit. The perv was getting off watching the teenage slut finger herself.”
“I wonder how long the pair will hold out before they’re begging to be mine?”
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Chapter Two: Slut's Submissive Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Justin Sampson I laughed with everyone else as my three bullies scrambled to get dressed. Their normally strong, dominant forms wilted beneath the gales of laughter. I had the biggest grin on my face as I witnessed Chris and his two asshole friends' humiliation. To them, they were about to kick my ass because they thought I was ogling their girlfriends. In an eye blink, I vanished and they ended up in their new pose....
Crystal Sampson I was getting bored. I hated being bored. I stared at the door and growled in annoyance. It defied me. I don’t know how my asshole of a brother escaped his imprisonment. I would see that that damn Salome was punished with him for helping him escape. How dare they both disobey me! I hated waiting. Where were those damned baseball bats to batter down the door? I was so tense. “Ji-Yun! Aurora!” I snapped, staring at my cadre of slaves. I had so many of them. Hordes of...
Aurora Pritchard I shuddered as I lay on my bed, feeling my Master’s cum drying on my sixteen-year-old titties. I became a sex slave today. Justin Sampson, my Master, hypnotized me when he stopped time. I didn’t know how he could freeze time, or how his suggestions, whispered into a person’s ear, could rewrite their minds. I didn’t care how any of it worked. It only mattered that he made me into his slut today. His sex slave. He fulfilled all my secret, kinky fantasies. I was the head...
Justin Sampson I laughed with everyone else as my three bullies scrambled to get dressed. Their normally strong, dominant forms wilted beneath the gales of laughter. I had the biggest grin on my face as I witnessed Chris and his two asshole friends’ humiliation. To them, they were about to kick my ass because they thought I was ogling their girlfriends. In an eye blink, I vanished and they ended up in their new pose. For them, no time had passed. For me, it had been hours. This all started...
HotwifeI woke up during the night with Marcus cuddling me and playing with my pierced nipples, which once again was making me wet.I climbed on top of him and proceeded to rub my pussy all over his hard cock. It wasn't long after that I pushed myself down him which caused us both to orgasm again and then we fell back to sleep.We woke up about ten. We both needed a shower. Marcus proceeded to wash me paying special attention to my pierced nipples and pussy. I decided, 'Two can play this game.'I...
Wife LoversHi ISS readers, I think all you know me. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from...
IncestChapter Twelve: Sex Slave's Naughty Plan By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Aurora Pritchard “I wonder where Krystal is off to in such a hurry,” I said to my fellow sex slaves—Rebecca, Petra, Tracy and I were sitting at a table in our college's cafeteria—as Krystal, our Master's little sister, and her girlfriend, the Korean Ji-Yun, rushed out of the cafeteria. “Maybe they're going to go fuck,” Petra said. She was one of my best friends. I was so happy that she'd accepted her new role as...
Chapter Fourteen: Slave's Incestuous Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Justin Sampson Sam's words hung in the air around the three NSA agents. Project KRONOS.... That was what the conspiracy nuts that Sam knew on the internet claimed was a government project causing the time anomalies. Atomic clocks across the globe were becoming minutely out of sync each time we froze reality. Through math, observing the way the disruptions were spread out across the dozens of atomic clocks around...
Justin Sampson Sam’s words hung in the air around the three NSA agents. Project KRONOS ... That was what the conspiracy nuts that Sam knew on the internet claimed was a government project causing the time anomalies. Atomic clocks across the globe were becoming minutely out of sync each time we froze reality. Through math, observing the way the disruptions were spread out across the dozens of atomic clocks around the world, a rough estimate of where these events were happening was...
Chapter Nineteen: Mind-Control Delights By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Krystal Sampson Did I ruin my friendship with Ji-Yun? I had hidden the fact I was gay from her, and I had a big crush on her, for months. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I'd known her for as long as I could remember. I felt like we been friends all eighteen years of my life. My earliest childhood memory was running around the house with her, the pair of us chasing after Justin because he stole my doll. I...
Chapter Eleven: Mind-Controlled Teacher's Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Justin Sampson I had such a cocky grin as I passed the “sewage worker.” He probably was a government agent, but he couldn't prove that I stopped time. That I was the source of the strange anomaly they were looking for. Nor could they figure out that my sister was the other one. It was clear they'd tracked it to my college, but there were hundreds of students here, and that didn't count the staff. So I...
Chapter Seventeen: Sex Slave's Wild Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Krystal Sampson I placed my hand on the small of Paris's back. She knelt in the middle of the gray van used by the NSA agents. They came to our college to find the person affected by their Project KRONOS machine. That person was my brother, Justin. And, maybe, myself. We were the first to use the powers. We were the only ones who did it yesterday. We also were the only two on the same frequency. When one of us...
Chapter Seven: Incestuous Commands By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Justin Sampson My mind didn't want to work. Sam had just confessed that she had a crush on me. She wanted me to be her... lover. And she did it in the most blunt, Sam way possible. Just stating it, asking—almost demanding!—to know if I wanted to be her lover. I couldn't believe it. This was Sam. Sam! This was the girl who didn't care about her appearance. Who was so focused on her schoolwork that she hardly paid...
Aurora Pritchard “I wonder where Krystal is off to in such a hurry,” I said to my fellow sex slaves—Rebecca, Petra, Tracy and I were sitting at a table in our high school’s cafeteria—as Krystal, our Master’s little sister, and her girlfriend, the Korean Ji-Yun, rushed out of the cafeteria. “Maybe they’re going to go fuck,” Petra said. She was one of my best friends. I was so happy that she’d accepted her new role as Justin’s sex slave. Now only our other friend, Paris, needed to surrender...
Your sleeping body is sprawled across the bed, your dead phone in your limp hand. Suddenly, the darkness is interrupted by the phone lighting up; it wakes from its slumber and unlocks itself. You roll over but do not wake as an app begins to download of its own accord, sent to you for one reason or another by a mysterious entity. _CALIBRATING _flashes across the screen for a few seconds, your body flashing lightly in tandem with the phone. Almost ass soon as it had started, the process stops,...
Mind ControlChapter Three: Cheerleader Slave's Naughty Idea By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Aurora Pritchard I trembled in my Master's arms as I stared at the frozen stream of water pouring out of the bathroom's faucet and splashing into the porcelain basin. It wasn't cold frozen, but somehow rendered immobile. I could see the droplets of water floating in the air like they were stuck there. I wiggled my naked form against my Master's equally nude body, his cock rubbing on my rump. His cum still...
Justin Sampson My mind didn’t want to work. Sam had just confessed that she had a crush on me. She wanted me to be her ... lover. And she did it in the most blunt, Sam way possible. Just stating it, asking—almost demanding!—to know if I wanted to be her lover. I couldn’t believe it. This was Sam. Sam! This was the girl who didn’t care about her appearance. Who was so focused on her schoolwork that she hardly paid attention to anything else. There were days when I was certain she never...
Chapter Nine: Begging to be Owned By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Krystal Sampson “When is Justin going to unpause time?” I asked, standing roughly where I believe that I was when he froze time to begin with. At least I thought it was the right section of my college's hallway. It was hard to remember after the naughty things I did. My cheeks burned from the shameful pleasure of eating out my time-frozen mother's pussy full of my brother's jizz. I couldn't believe I enjoyed doing that....
Krystal Sampson I placed my hand on the small of Paris’s back. She knelt in the middle of the gray van used by the NSA agents. They came to our high school to find the person affected by their Project KRONOS machine. That person was my brother, Justin. And, maybe, myself. We were the first to use the powers. We were the only ones who did it yesterday. We also were the only two on the same frequency. When one of us stopped time, the other one was also pulled into the frozen reality, too....
Justin Sampson I had such a cocky grin as I passed the “sewage worker.” He probably was a government agent, but he couldn’t prove that I stopped time. That I was the source of the strange anomaly they were looking for. Nor could they figure out that my sister was the other one. It was clear they’d tracked it to my high school, but there were hundreds of students here, and that didn’t count the staff. So I just sauntered past him, my girlfriend, Sam, walking at my side. She was in her usual...
Krystal Sampson Did I ruin my friendship with Ji-Yun? I had hidden the fact I was gay from her, and I had a big crush on her, for months. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I’d known her for as long as I could remember. I felt like we been friends all fourteen years of my life. My earliest childhood memory was running around the house with her, the pair of us chasing after Justin because he stole my doll. I hoped this dumb gas attack didn’t ruin everything. I had snatches of doing such...
Aurora Pritchard I trembled in my Master’s arms as I stared at the frozen stream of water pouring out of the bathroom’s faucet and splashing into the porcelain basin. It wasn’t cold frozen, but somehow rendered immobile. I could see the droplets of water floating in the air like they were stuck there. I wiggled my naked form against my Master’s equally nude body, his cock rubbing on my rump. His cum still dribbled out of me from the amazing fuck he gave me. The best fuck ever. All the joy,...
Krystal Sampson “When is Justin going to unpause time?” I asked, standing roughly where I believe that I was when he froze time to begin with. At least I thought it was the right section of my high school’s hallway. It was hard to remember after the naughty things I did. My cheeks burned from the shameful pleasure of eating out my time-frozen mother’s pussy full of my brother’s jizz. I couldn’t believe I enjoyed doing that. I was a hundred percent gay. Right? I definitely liked girls. And...
Krystal Sampson I clapped my hands together, shouting, “Come on and cum in her! I don’t care if you’re gay!” “I’m getting closer, Mistress,” grunted Steve. He was Petra’s ex-boyfriend, one of the three guys my brother turned gay yesterday by accident when he first paused time and started this wonderful mess. Steve had a fit, muscular body that I was appreciating a lot more since my girlfriend, Ji-Yun, turned me bi a few hours ago. He thrust forward into Pearline’s sloppy cunt. She was my...
My Hotwife Life of Fun:My life, in my opinion, is very comfortable, very happy and sexually fulfilling to a point. Not the greatest of opening lines, though true nonetheless. Emotionally, financially and every way I could wish, my life is all it could be, with one possible small exception. And that possible exception is that my sexual desires verge on the exhibitionist, somewhat carnal and can at times, prove to be incredibly unfaithful, regarding my marital vows, almost to the point of being...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry.Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Love StoriesMy Slut Hotwife Life of Fun:My life, in my opinion, is very comfortable, very happy and sexually fulfilling to a point. Not the greatest of opening lines, though true nonetheless. Emotionally, financially and every way I could wish, my life is all it could be, with one possible small exception. And that possible exception is that my sexual desires verge on the exhibitionist, somewhat carnal and can at times, prove to be incredibly unfaithful, regarding my marital vows, almost to the point of...
All arrangements for a photo shoot was there. Sapna came there behind me and rushed to lockers at the side of the wall. She opened one and pulled out a t-shirt. She removed her lehenga there and I could see her back naked as she saw me in the bathroom a few minutes ago. And she wore that t-shirt and a panty. That was a long t-shirt and cover her till knees. Now she came to me and said –“Listen we have to do a photo shoot in a few minutes. My assistant is on leave so I told Ibrahim (Boss-who...
‘OK, I’ll try to start at the beginning. I guess that makes sense,’ Zerzinski said. Once again, he looked toward the corner of the room. Where he kept his memories, apparently. He was finally seeming to be more or less at ease with telling me stories that include intimate details. I would certainly understand if he never got used to it. But it sure flows better when he can relax, as with anybody else. ‘I probably said this before. But it was like coming up for air. ‘Going from being...
The content of the message: call me. There was Cy on the other end of the Skype line. Her hair was in even more disarray than last time, and a towel was hanging around her neck. ‘You’re lucky I picked up,’ she said. ‘I’ve just been at the beach.’ ‘Of course. What else is an Australian to do?’ ‘Dan-o,’ she said, ‘you owe me big time, and I don’t mean sexual favors.’ ‘What did you find? I’m very intrigued!’ ‘You sure as fuck should be! Exactly nothing like this has ever come out of...
When I was interviewing Zerzinski this afternoon, I was once again thinking about the vastly different reactions people can have to the whole Donor X phenomenon. As well as to Zerzinski’s specific kind of sexual orientation, and how people respond to that. The evening’s readings were a fascinating exercise in contrast. Rie never came over that night. Presumably, Zerzinski was keeping her occupied. Though I didn’t know, and kept trying not to care. It was a different, though equally...
August 28, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “Duh!” she laughed softly. “I’m in your bed! What do you think?” “I think you need to go back to my sister’s room before she or my parents find out and kill both of us!” “Come on, Mike! I want to do it with you! Don’t you want to do it with me?!” She was cute and had a great body, but the LAST thing I needed was ANY kind of relationship with Mindy, even one where I only did what I’d joked with my mom about doing — banging her like a drum! “Just go,...
NEIGHBOUR PHOTOSHOOT Rajesh and I were chatting late at nightPriya says:Sweet dreamsRajesh says:this was for Arvind ! I suppose?Priya says:no, for u Rajesh.. to think of ur wedding anniversary ....Priya says:it is noon for him... he cannot go to bed nowRajesh says:what sweet dreams ? all scary 1’s onlyPriya says:bye and good night RajeshRajesh says:bye but u din tell me when u wan 2 use my digi cam.Rajesh says:u'll click for urself or need help?Priya says:what time u r back normally... actually...
Interesting things started happening from the moment I left Zerzinski’s house, to walk down the trail to my place. The first thing was only notable in retrospect. Another beautiful Japanese woman was walking toward Zerzinski’s place as I was leaving, as usual. She appeared to be a member of the Choto Temple. At least, most of the women who were older than teenagers seemed to be Choto members. And this one looked to be in her late twenties perhaps. Her face was lacking the usual...
I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in everything he tried includin’ farmin’ an' ranchin’ but him an' ma wuz never bitter an' we wuz a fairly happy family even if we wuz dirt poor. That happiness come to an end one day when I come home from my huntin’. Ma an' Pa wuz layin’ face down in the dirt in front of our cabin. My twin sister Beth an' my older sister Philomena wuz kneelin’ beside the bodies...
Introduction: Bill Tinker relate how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. My name’s Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I’m tellin’ you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It’s a good thing too or we’d most likely starve to death.I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in...
You've just finished kneeling in front of Charles, sucking and licking his monster cock while Jamie snapped pictures of you performing...but the thought in the back of your mind has always been about how this thick, long cock will feel in your pussy...you're torn between thoughts of your own pleasure and being unfaithful to Jamie...he's told you time and time again, it's not being unfaithful, you've been given permission from him...but still...then you see Charles's cock again, standing rigid...
The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now lived. She already sold off the livestock an’ everything else so there wuzn’t much left except the buildings, a corral an’ fences. Of the buildings there wuz the ranch house, a barn and a bunk house where the hired help stayed. There wuzn’t no hired help left an’ that wuz fine with me. I intended to use that building as sleeping quarters for the children while we gradually built on the main...
Introduction: Bill Tinker relates how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. I was telling y’all about moving close to Austin an’ getting another wife but I wuzn’t gonna tell you no more unless you told me how y’all liked my story so far. Well, enough of you said you did that I decided to tell you a bit more. The other wife comes later in my story so I better not get ahead of myself.The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now...
My name's Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I'm tellin' you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It's a good thing too or we'd most likely starve to death. I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin' civilized tryin' to scratch out a livin'. My pa failed in everything he tried includin' farmin' an' ranchin' but him an' ma wuz never...
As I lay naked with my beautiful 15 year old daughter in my arms, her leg draped over mine as her closely trimmed pubic hairs nutsled against the side of my hip, I asked, “What’s that baby?” Lynn traced my chest with her perfectly manicured acrylic fingernails. Sitting up slightly, she softly kissed my stomach. “I have a game we can play sometime!” she replied seductively. Intrigued, and knowing my little girl’s vividly wild imagination, I was eager to hear what she’d conjured up. ...
Here’s Chapter 2 (of 14, altogether). I really appreciate the feedback, whether by voting or by dropping me a line. Hope you like Chapter 2! ***** ‘I love Japan, and so many things about Japanese culture, but the lack of furniture drives me nuts,’ Zerzinski said, as he sat down on the couch. ‘Why don’t they all get back problems from sitting on the floor all the time?’ he continued. ‘I don’t know how that works.’ He had a warmth about him that I hadn’t expected. I had never met him til...