The Mind Control Device
Chapter Fourteen: Virgin Claims Her Reward
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2020
Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!
Dean Michael
Vivian grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it up her body. She exposed her flat stomach and an outie bellybutton. I grinned, reaching into my open fly to pull out my cock. Vivian had scored the highest on the pop quiz I'd given my students. Now she was eager for her reward.
The twenty-year-old stared at my cock with brown eyes hungry for it. Then her t-shirt blocked her gaze for a moment. Her black hair swayed short around her face when her top came off, her glasses disturbed. Her small breasts were held in a white bra decorated with pink polka dots.
“Jamie, bend over your desk,” James said to his twin sister. He was the boy who scored the highest. I let him choose the girl he wanted to fuck.
Every other guy would have chosen Dolly, the busty cheerleader every boy in class salivated over. But I had noticed that James was staring at his sister with covetous glances, so I activated the incest protocol to give him a nudge.
He went for it.
“Yes,” Jamie moaned as she stood up, the mind control device's signal reaching here from the college's server room.
The other students were standing up to grab their test off my desk and study them. To figure out why they got their questions wrong and learn from their mistakes. Thanks to the device, even Dolly had applied herself and did decently.
Vivian reached behind her and undid her bra. She had no self-consciousness as she slipped out of it. Her small breasts appeared, barely quivering, her pink nipples hard. I loved the sight of them. Just like June's and my wife's tits. Vivian dropped her bra and slid her hands down to her pants.
I stroked my cock as I watched her unsnap her jeans. Her zipper rasped down. A pair of blue panties appeared with a yellow waistband. She shoved off her pants with ease. They were the tight, ass-hugging jeans that most girls her age wore. Her small titties jiggled as she worked them down.
Jamie groaned as her twin brother pulled down her own jeans, peeling those tight pair of stretchy denim off her rump. She quivered, her brown hair spilling about her face. They were obviously siblings, both with the same bold noses and shade of hair. His face had stronger lines, her softer and delicate.
Vivian stepped out of her jeans and then hooked the waistband of her panties. Her black bush appeared, hairs trimmed short. She wiggled her hips as she bent over, her glasses shifting down her nose as she almost planted her face in my crotch, her breath spilling over the tip of my cock.
The students were filing back to their seats, staring at their tests and talking with each other. None were really paying attention to the sex about to happen. Not when they had to learn from their mistakes and improve.
After all, on the next test, they would have to beat James and Vivian if they wanted to get the reward.
Vivian straightened as James yanked down his sister's panties and fished out his cock at the same time. The girl fumbled for his dick, and then he flopped out, smacking his twin on the rump. Jamie moaned, this look of excitement on her face. She was eager to be his reward.
“Mr. Michael,” groaned Vivian as she straddled me on my chair. It creaked, her thighs sliding around mine, barely fitting between me and the armrest. Her hands grabbed my cock while her little breasts jiggled before my face. “I did so good, didn't I?”
“You almost got a 100%,” I panted. “Missed one question.”
“I'll do better next time,” she moaned, her eyes hot with passion as she lowered her hips.
Her bush nuzzled into the tip of my dick. A moment later, I was at her juicy pussy lips. I groaned at the feel of her hot flesh on mine. She shifted around, whimpering. Her folds slid over my cock just a bit.
And then I felt her hymen.
This surge of lust filled me. I hoped she'd be a virgin. This was amazing. In the background, Jamie moaned as her brother pumped away at her pussy. He fucked her hard, pounding her with his incestuous cock. They were united, the smack of flesh on flesh echoing.
Vivian pressed her weight down. Consternation slid over her face. She whimpered, her breasts jiggling, and then she gasped as she popped her cherry. Her pussy engulfed half my cock in a heartbeat. I groaned at the hot, silky, virginal flesh that swallowed my dick.
“Mr. Michaels!” she gasped, throwing back her head.
“Damn, Vivian,” I groaned, grabbing her ass. I held her butt-cheeks as she lowered her pussy further and further down my cock. She swallowed more of me. “That's it. Enjoy your reward.”
“Yes, Mr. Michaels,” she whimpered.
She bottomed out on me, her pussy engulfing every inch of my dick. Then her rump flexed beneath my hands. She lifted herself up my cock. Her hot cunt squeezed about me, sucking at my cock. I groaned at that wonderful embrace.
It was heavenly to reward my students. This cute nerd had such a sexy and petite figure. My fingers dug into her tight ass as she slammed back down me. That silky cunt swallowed my dick again. And again.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Jamie moaned. “James! James!”
“Oh, damn, Jamie!” gasped her twin. He fucked her hard, the smack of their flesh rising over the rustle of papers.
Vivian slid her arms around my neck and leaned her forehead against mine. She whimpered and then she slid her pussy back up my cock. Her pussy clenched about me, gripping me with that wonderful, silky touch.
Her hips wiggled back and forth, stirring her cunt around my dick before she impaled her twat down my shaft again. I groaned, that silky heaven massaging me. My balls drank it in, my cum building and building in me.
I would have such a huge orgasm in her. I would flood my student with blast after blast of my cum. The heat of her twat gripping me would have me exploding in passion. I groaned, loving every second of her pussy sliding up and down my dick.
“That's it,” I panted, savoring her pussy caressing me. That wonderful twat worked up and down my dick. “Mmm, you're doing great.”
“Thank you, Mr. Michaels,” she moaned. “Ooh, your dick is so big. You're huge, Mr. Michaels. You fill me up. This is so much better than I thought.”
I grinned at her. “It's my job to teach you knew things.”
“Yes!” Her pussy clenched about me as she slammed her cunt down my dick. She took every inch of me and then slid back up my cock. “I never thought boys would be enjoyable at all, but I love this reward.”
She slammed her cunt down me, clenching on me. Then she kissed me. She pressed her lips on mine. I thrust my tongue into her mouth as she worked her tight, barely legal twat up my dick. My cock ached in her pussy. The pressure spread down to my balls. They ached and throbbed. I would unleash such a huge spurt of jizz into her.
I would flood her pussy with all the spunk I had. It would be incredible. My tongue danced with hers. I kissed her with such hunger. My fingers dug into her rump. I gripped her with all the passion I could muster.
My dick ached in her pussy's grip. Her hot cunt bathed my cock as she worked her pussy up and down my dick. I sucked on her tongue. I dug my fingers into her rump. Her pussy slammed down my shaft and then rose up it again and again.
“Oh, god, Jamie!” James moaned.
“Fuck me!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, yes, I've wanted this so many times. I'm so glad you chose me.”
“Me, too!” gasped James, pounding his sister. “ You're my reward!”
My fingers dug into Vivian's ass as my balls grew tighter and tighter. I wanted to cum in the nerdy girl. I wanted to baste her pussy with all that jizz brimming in me. The pleasure would be so intense. I would pump so much spunk into her.
She squeezed her twat around me. The pleasure she gave me felt incredible. It was an amazing treat to enjoy. Her tongue danced with mine. She kissed me with such passion as she rode me. Her slippery, silky, hot cunt massaged my dick.
She broke the kiss, throwing back her head. “Mr. Michael!”
“Cum on my dick,” I growled. “Let me feel how much you love this cock.”
“So much!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, this is so intense. Better than with my girlfriend!”
I gasped at that as she impaled her cunt down my body and bucked. Her pussy went wild. Juices gushed out of her twat and bathed my balls. She soaked them with her passion. Her pussy convulsed and writhed around my dick, her face contorting with bliss.
“Mr. Michael!” she howled. “I love your cock! It's the best reward!”
“God, yes!” I growled as her pussy sucked at me. She was a lesbian?
I exploded in her.
I pumped her full of my cum. She whimpered and moaned, her pussy writhing around my dick. Her hot flesh sucked at me. Rippled around me as I spurted my seed in her. The pleasure slammed through my body.
Every blast of spunk erupting into her twat sent ecstasy firing through me. Stars burst across my eyes as she swayed on me. Her hot cunt massaged me. She wrung my cock, working out every drop of jizz from my balls.
“Jamie!” gasped James.
“Oh, pump that cum in me!” Jamie whimpered. “Flood me! Oh, yes, yes!”
I groaned as my orgasm hit that wild peak of pleasure. I floated there, loving the first use of the mind-control device at my college. I panted, knowing that I would encourage my students to study hard and excel so they could have their reward.
Positive reinforcement.
“Mr. Michael,” panted Vivian. She shuddered there. “Oh, that was wonderful. I'm going to ace my next test. You'll see.”
“Good,” I said, closing my eyes. I wanted to savor going soft in her silky pussy.
I didn't get to enjoy her for long before she was sliding off of me. My dick popped off and then she stepped back, my cum was dripping down her thighs. She glanced down and then she pulled her panties up them, trapping my cum in them.
“Okay, okay,” I panted, James and Jamie kissing. I pushed my wet cock away, savoring that delight of her schoolgirl juices on me. “Does anyone have any questions on what they got wrong?”
I spent the rest of the class period riding high on my orgasm and helping my students understand their mistakes. James and Jamie were holding hands and smiling at each other while Vivian read from her book with a smirk on her lips.
I wondered who her girlfriend was.
“Now remember,” I said, talking to the class as the lesson wound to a close, “the reward I give for tests is our little secret. No one outside of here needs to know, right?”
They nodded or said, “Right, Mr. Michael.”
I smiled as I grabbed my laptop and figured out what James (043FEA) and Jamie (13G04B) codes were. Then I typed: 043FEA,13G04B;continue incestuous relationship in secret
ENTER!
“Okay, you all have a good day,” I said as the students started filing out, the twins giving each other covert glances and smirking. That made my dick hard. My wife would love to hear that I made a pair of twins bang. “Vivian, could you stay for a moment.”
“Oh, sure, Mr. Michaels,” the nerdy girl said with such heat in her voice. She had a wicked gleam behind her glasses.
“You know how to do any coding?” I asked her.
She blinked. “Well, yeah. I've made my own apps before. Nothing big.”
“See me at lunch,” I said, smiling. An idea bubbled in the back of my mind.
“Sure, Mr. Michael.” She walked out, her backpack bouncing behind her, a jaunt to her step.
I disabled the current commands running on the device and waited for my next class to arrive. As I did, I wrote a new macro called the start class program. It would run through the four commands I started the last class with. I just had to wait for all my students to arrive, and then I would get it running.
I had more young minds to encourage.
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Kimberly “Kimmie” Michael
F045CE;acceptance protocol
ENTER!
I shuddered as I finished typing the command to let my friend, Natalie Meyers, accept the reality of the mind control device. Thanks to the machine my husband had left at home, I just had a hot sixty-nine with my friend. We had devoured the other's pussy.
Mine had been full of my husband's cum.
That had been so hot to have her lick the jizz out of me. We were both married, and both committing incest with our children. She had a son and daughter to play with as opposed to two daughters. It was so hot. I loved this device. It let my inner slut reign.
My husband was a genius. I hoped he was getting all that barely legal pussy he craved. I'd always knew he liked young girls. I mean, he fell in love with my petite and nubile form. I had cultivated that for him, dressing up as schoolgirls for him to fuck as part of our roleplay.
It was so hot.
“So I can make people do whatever I want with this,” I said. “It's a mind-control device.”
“Ooh, wow,” Natalie said, her curly, black hair swaying about her face. Her large breasts swayed as she leaned over. “Like what do you make people do?”
“Like fuck,” I said, my pussy on fire.
“That's so naughty.” Natalie giggled. “If Reverend Peters saw you doing this.”
“I know!” I giggled. “Want to watch some live porn.”
Natalie gasped. “I've never watched any porn.”
“Ooh, then this will be fun. Let's see...” I studied the map of the neighborhood. It was Monday, so there were slim pickings. Only a few of my neighbors were here. Housewives who stayed at home and took care of things like me.
Then a new dot turned onto the street and drove down it. 95A05E. It was someone in a truck, though I only saw the dot that the device detected. My fingers flexed as it came closer and closer to the house. I glanced out my living room window to see a brown box truck for a delivery company rumbling down the cul-de-sac.
I stood up and headed to the window to watch. The truck stopped before the Murphys' house across the street. A strapping Black man stepped out. He was young and fit, wearing those brown shorts and a short-sleeve shirt. He held a heavy box with ease, hurrying up the porch.
A wave of heat washed through me.
Tonya Albertson was home. That bitch always tried my patience. She was just a cunt. One of the worst women I had ever met. She thought her shit didn't stink but complained about everyone else's crap. Always butting in. And she had that voice...
So whiny and nasally.
I darted naked back to the mind-control device and quickly started typing.
95A05E,682DEA;come to 1315 South A Street right away, open door, and march in and strip naked
ENTER!
“What did you just do?” asked my friend. She squirmed beside me. “What were those strange letters and numbers you typed.
“That's the sexy delivery guy across the street”—his dot, 95A05E, approached rapidly, already across the street—“and my bitch of neighbor, Tonya.” Her dot, 682DEA, appeared out of her house. She lived one down from mine.
My front door opened and Natalie gasped, covering her tits as the Black delivery man swept into the house and moved to us. He was so much bigger than he looked across the street. He had his hair buzzed short and thick lips. He started unbuttoning his shirt while I typed out the next command.
682DEA;fall to knees and beg 95A05E to fuck you hard in the cunt like a cheating bitch
I didn't hit enter, though. I had it primed, my pussy on fire. This was so much fun. I looked up to see the Black man had his shirt off, his ebony chest rippling with muscles. This excited heat burst inside of me.
I could look at other men. Nothing wrong with that.
My thighs clamped tight while Natalie's eyes were wide. She was staring at his shorts. He had a bulge there. A big one. He unsnapped his shorts and shoved them down along with his boxers, not saying a word.
At that moment, Tonya burst in through the front door. The brunette rushed through my house, closing the door behind her. She wore a t-shirt and sweat pants. She gasped at the sight of the Black man stripping naked even as she peeled off her own top. She had large breasts constrained in her bra.
Now naked, the Black man blinked. He looked around, this panic on his face.
“It's cool,” I said as Tonya stripped down. “You're going to get some pussy, Mr. Deliveryman.”
He glanced at our naked bodies then the stripping Tonya and relaxed.
I smiled in delight, my fingers hovering over the enter key. Tonya bared her tits while Natalie just watched on in awe, accepting everything that was going on. My pussy was getting so wet to watch Tonya getting fucked by the hunky Black man. Her large breasts swayed as she peeled out of her sweat pants. The deliveryman just stroked his dick.
“I can't believe you're having them fuck,” moaned Natalie.
“She's a bitch,” I whispered back.
Tonya glared at me. “I'm the bitch?” She shoved her panties down, exposing a brown bush. “You're the one who prances around the neighborhood with your—”
ENTER!
Tonya fell to her knees, almost choking off her words to moan, “Please, please fuck me hard in the cunt because I'm a cheating bitch!”
“See, you agree,” I said, my fingers typing as fast as I could, but before I could finish the command, the Black guy was already falling on his knees anyways.
“Shit, I won't say no to some fine, fine married pussy,” he said and then grinned at us with hunger in his eyes.
I shuddered as he pressed his cock into Tonya's pussy and rammed into her. The bitch's eyes bulged. She gasped and shuddered, her breasts jiggling. I smiled and then had to quickly type the last set of commands.
682DEA;do not cum on 95A05E cock until both 72B2AE and 932D0C have their orgasms, after cumming you will apologize to 72B2AE for being a bitch and will vow to always do nice things for her like lick her pussy when she asks or mow her lawn when she tells you to
ENTER!
95A05E; do not come in 682DEA cheating cunt until both 72B2AE and 932D0C have their orgasms, after cumming get dressed and return to your job remembering fondly the cheating bitch who begged for you to fuck her like a whore
ENTER!
I shivered and leaned back, free to watch the show. Tonya's face contorted with bliss as the cheating hussy rocked back and forth into the thrusts, her hips rotating. She whimpered and moaned as the hunk pounded her. He gripped her hips with his ebony hands, holding her tight.
“Isn't this hot?” I purred to Natalie, my hand sliding between her thighs.
“Yes,” she moaned as I went higher and higher up to her married pussy. I found her blonde bush and rubbed at her flesh.
She gasped and shivered. She glanced over at me. I arched an eyebrow in invitation as I slid my digits up and down her juicy pussy.
Her hand shot down to my shaved twat. I groaned at the feel of her digits. Pleasure rippling through me, I turned to watch the live hot-wife, interracial cuckolding porn before us. I shuddered, savoring Tonya taking that big dick.
“Ooh, you're such a whore for liking that dick, Tonya,” I moaned.
“I... I...” She shuddered. “Oh, god, he's so huge.”
“Yeah, you're just a slut-wife who's such an uncontrollable whore she had to come to my house, get naked, and fuck a strange man.”
“That's fucking slutty, bitch!” grunted the deliveryman.
“Oh, god,” moaned Tonya, her face going red. “It's just... I had to. I had to come here and fuck him. I needed him to fuck me like a cheating bitch!”
“Yes, you did,” I groaned and thrust my fingers into my friend's cunt.
She gasped and shuddered. Then she returned the favor. Her digits pumped away at my cunt. She thrust them in and out of me. I smiled and savored this wonderful bliss. The heat rippled through my body as our fingers churned the other up. I groaned, my toes curling at the amazing delight that built in my twat.
Our digits plundered the other's juicy pussy. Her cunt squeezed about my digits while hers pumped in and out of my cunt. I gasped and moaned, savoring the delight. The pleasure surged through me as I watched the live-action porn before us.
It was so hot. So naughty to enjoy.
I rubbed the heel of my hand into my friend's bush. Her silky hairs caressed my palm as I found her clit and ground against it. She gasped, her cunt squeezing about my digits burying into her married depths.
“Oh, my god, yes, yes!” moaned Tonya. “Fuck my cheating cunt! Ram that big dick in me!”
“Mmm, ram it hard!” I moaned. “Fuck that whore-wife's cunt hard. Flood her with your cum!”
“Yes!” he growled, fucking her while staring at us. His eyes blazed with hunger.
My pussy squeezed around my friend's digits. I shuddered, savoring his eyes on us while he fucked Tonya's cunt. My pleasure built and built. My friend's fingers felt amazing in me. She plunged them deep into my snatch.
Then she thrust a third one in me.
Natalie's breasts trembled as she fingered my twat. I ground on her clit and frigged her tight pussy. Her thighs shifted. Her face scrunched up in pleasure. Her snatch grew hotter and hotter around my digits.
“Oh, my gosh, she's getting fucked hard!” moaned Natalie.
“I always fuck the bitches hard,” growled the deliveryman. His ebony hands gripped Tonya's hips. His balls smacked into her flesh. Her butt-cheeks rippled from the impact.
“So hard!” moaned Tonya. “Oh, my god, I'm going to cum on this dick!”
“Just the way a cheating whore would!” I moaned, my orgasm building so fast.
“Yes!” Natalie whimpered. “Oh, Kimmie! Your fingers! I... I...!”
My friend came first. I gasped in delight as her hot pussy rippled around my digits. Her juices gushed out. The excitement swept over me while her three fingers stretched out my cunt. She buried deep into me.
My toes curled. My pussy convulsed and writhed around her digits. I bucked as my pleasure burst through me. I threw back my head, the rapture washing through me. Red hair swayed about my shoulders. My little titties jiggled.
“I'm cumming hard!” I groaned.
“Yes! Me, too!” Natalie squealed.
“Oh, god, I'm cumming!” howled Tonya.
“Fuck, yes!” snarled the deliveryman. He buried hard into her and spurted his jizz. “Take it, bitch!”
“Oh, god, I am! I'm taking your cum!”
I rode the waves of pleasure as the deliveryman basted Tonya's cunt with his jizz. The married woman gasped and moaned out her pleasure, joining Natalie's and my gasps of bliss. I bucked on the couch, my body trembling through the bliss.
I hit that wonderful peak of rapture. I quivered there, my pussy rippling around Natalie's fingers. Her cunt's spasms slowed on my digits. She panted. Tonya whimpered, her head lowered. The deliveryman grunted a final time.
Then he pulled out and began whistling as he dressed.
“I'm so sorry for being a bitch,” Tonya moaned, staring up at me, “and I vow to always do nice things for you like lick your pussy when you ask or mow your lawn when you tell me to.”
“Oh, I'm glad you're finally able to admit that your a bitch and make amends,” I said, smiling as Tonya knelt there. Her brown bush dripped with cum.
Natalie was staring at Tonya's crotch. This look of hungry need crossed her face. I smiled, remembering I had “advised” my friend that she liked licking up creampies.
“To show you're making amends, Tonya, lie on your back and let my friend eat your pussy while I sit on your face,” I said, pulling my digits out of my friend's twat.
“Okay,” she said.
“You ladies have a good day,” the deliveryman said and strolled out, dressed and heading back to work with a jaunt to his step.
I sank down onto Tonya's waiting mouth. My pussy blazed with an aching hunger. This woman had once claimed my husband was cheating on me because she'd seen me sneaking into the house wearing a blonde wig and pretending to be one of his students. She had blathered to the whole neighborhood.
I had to show them all I was the blonde. It had been so infuriating to have to tell about my private sex life with my husband.
But now Tonya was repaying me. Her tongue licked through my pussy folds. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling. At the same time, Natalie buried her face into Tonya's sloppy snatch and licked the delivery man's spunk out of her.
“Mmm, enjoy that feast,” I moaned, grinding on Tonya's face.
“Enjoy your ride,” Natalie moaned, her blue eyes flicking up at me.
“Oh, I will!” I purred, squirming, taking such pleasure in Tonya's tongue sliding through my folds.
My back arched as that naughty tongue licked and lapped at me. She swirled around in my pussy, caressing me with such hunger. I shuddered, my twat squeezing about her. I savored her tongue as she thrust it in and out of me.
She moaned into my twat as Natalie feasted on her. My friend devoured that cum-filled cunt with noisy hunger, groaning her enjoyment of the salty treat. I licked my lips and closed my eyes. I squeezed my little boobies as I ground on the bitch's mouth.
Her tongue slid through my folds. She brushed my clit as she stroked to my taint. She apologized with such delicious pressure. I groaned, savoring every moment of it. My hair swayed about my shoulders, my whispers filling the living room.
“Mmm, just like that, bitch,” I moaned. “Ooh, you're showing me you've changed. You're going to make me cum, aren't you?”
“Yes,” Tonya moaned into my pussy.
I shuddered, such wicked ideas popping through my mind. I wiggled my hips from side to side, grinding my cunt on her hungry mouth. Her tongue thrust into my folds. She fluttered around in me, stirring me up. It was incredible to receive this from her.
My hands squeezed my breasts. I kneaded them. Tweaked and twisted my nipples. It was so wonderful to feel. It was amazing. My back arched as I swirled my hips from side to side. My orgasm swelled from her naughty licking.
“Ooh, I'm going to drown you in cunt cream!” I moaned.
“Please, please!” moaned Tonya. “I'm so sorry for being a bitch. Drown me.”
“That's right!” I gasped.
Natalie giggled. Her head moved around, her lips rooting around in Tonya's brown bush. My blonde friend feasted with such hunger. Like the woman lapping at my cunt did. Tonya's tongue stroked over my pussy lips.
She brushed my clit. I gasped at that. Sparks of pleasure showered through my body. I whimpered, loving every moment of her tongue's caresses. A big smile spread on my lips as I loved every moment of her licking.
Her lapping.
“This is what that bitch-mouth was made for!” I moaned. “Licking my pussy. Not gossiping about me.”
“You're right!” she moaned and then sucked on my clit.
I gasped and shuddered at that. This wonderful and heady bliss shot through me. She nursed with hunger. My pleasure swelled. I grabbed my little titties. I squeezed them as she suckled on my bud. Sparks flared across my cunt.
Set me on fire.
I blazed. My pussy convulsed. The juices gushed out of me. I groaned, trembling from side to side. I wiggled my hips, smearing my hot cunt across Tonya's mouth. She gulped down my cream squirting out of me.
“That's it, whore!” I moaned. “Drink it down! You naughty bitch, just drink down all that cum!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Tonya moaned. She fluttered her tongue.
The waves of pleasure surged through me. Natalie lifted her face, her lips matted in cream and cum. She licked them and watched me with delight as I came on the bitch's mouth. I squirmed there, grinding on her as the fire burned so hot through me.
An inferno of ecstasy consumed my thoughts. I groaned, sucking in breaths while this heady and dizzying pleasure swept around me. It was incredible to enjoy. An amazing rush to savor every moment of this bliss burning through me.
“Oh, god, yes!” I gasped as my fires blazed to the hottest temperature. “Oh, Tonya, you naughty bitch, yes!”
I hung there for a moment, savoring that bliss. I panted, loving every moment of this. Tonya licked and lapped at me while Natalie had just such a big and wicked grin on her pretty lips. I'd kiss her, but I didn't want another man's cum.
“That was so hot,” she said.
I shivered as I slid off of Tonya's mouth. “It was.”
Wicked ideas burst to life in my mind. I needed to get some strap-ons and other toys so I could really fuck bitchy women. There were others I knew. Catty whores on the PTA and sniping cunts at church that could learn their place.
I bet my husband would enjoy fucking some of them, too. I knew I would. I loved his mind-control device.
“So,” Natalie said as I thought about my idea. “You never did say who you thought would be perfect to marry my son.”
“Your daughter,” I said. “You can train them both to be perfect for each other. Isn't that the best advice?”
“Oh, my god, it is!” she said. “It's perfect. Keep it in the family. Ooh, but it'll have to be a secret. So many people just don't understand about the wonders of incest.”
“I know,” I said. “Now, let's get dressed. Tonya is going to buy us some naughty sex toys. Right, bitch?”
“Yes, Kimmie,” Tonya panted.
I beamed in delight.
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Eve “Dusk” Michaels
My second class had started, taught by Mrs. Faye. She was a blonde woman, her blue eyes sharp behind her glasses. She wore a tight skirt and a V-neck blouse today. She strode back and forth at the front of the class as she started her lecture.
I was so horny. I had sucked off Dad on the way to college, but I needed more from him. I was his slut. I had mind-controlled myself into being that. It was so hot to hypnotize myself into doing such wicked things.
“I miss you, Daddy,” I texted to him. “I'm so horny. Could you come fuck me? Please.”
I waited for a moment, my heart pounding. I wanted him to answer me. Was he distracted by teaching his class? My pussy was molten. I wasn't wearing any panties—I was Daddy's slut now, I had to be ready for him at any moment—and had my hair in pigtails just the way he liked. I pushed up my glasses, staring down at my phone.
“Please, please, Daddy. My pussy is so hot and—”
“No texting in class, Eve,” Mrs. Fay said, using my real name and not my nickname. I looked up and saw my professor standing over me. “You know better than that, young woman.”
She snatched my phone from me. I gasped at that. Then the woman whirled around and marched up the front of the class. I blushed as she turned to face the class and stared at my phone. She was reading my text.
“Really, Eve?” this is what you are texting?” she asks. She aims my phone at me like she's recording something. “Get up here right now. You have to be disciplined.” Her free hand grabs a wooden ruler off her desk. “Right now, you little slut!”
“I...” Shock rippled through me. Slut? “Yes, Mrs. Faye.”
I bounded to my feet and obeyed her. I rushed up to the front of the classroom, my skirt swirling. I could feel the air flowing up between my thighs and caressing my pussy, brushing through the wispy strands of my strawberry-blonde cunt hairs.
“Bend over the desk and hike that skirt,” Mrs. Faye said, still aiming the phone at me. She was recording this?
“Yes, Mrs. Faye,” I moaned and obeyed her. Right there, before my entire class, I flipped up my skirt and revealed that I wasn't wearing panties. I just had to do this. I was being disciplined for being a naughty slut.
“Did you forget your panties, Eve?” Mrs. Faye asked in a disgusted tone.
“Yes, Mrs. Faye,” I moaned, my cunt clenching. “Because I'm a slut who can't think about anything but fucking her father.”
I gasped as I said that out loud. And then understanding flashed through me. Daddy was controlling us. He was using the device to make this all happen. This wave of horny heat wiggled through me. I groaned, my pussy getting hotter.
“Spank me for being a naughty slut, Mrs. Faye!” I moaned, so eager for this now. Just the way a dirty whore should be.
“You're such a dirty whore,” purred Mrs. Faye, echoing my thoughts. The air whistled.
CRACK!
Pain exploded across my ass. This stinging heat that had me gasp and my pussy clench. Despite how much it hurt, my lusts swelled. My cunt drank it in. Juices flowed. They soaked through my bush and ran down my thighs.
“Spank me again for being such a dirty whore!” I moaned. “I was texting Daddy when he's teaching because I'm such a horny slut for him. I need his cock in me all the time!”
CRACK!
“How wicked of you,” moaned Mrs. Faye. “Isn't she wicked, class?”
“So wicked,” groaned Dolly, the busty cheerleader.
“She's just a whore,” said Shane. “You should spank her harder, Mrs. Faye.”
“Yeah,” chimed in Maddie. “Spank her so hard for being a daddy-loving slut who can't control her filthy cunt.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, begging for more. “I am a daddy-loving slut!”
The air swished.
CRACK!
The ruler left another welt across both my butt-cheeks. I gasped, my cunt clenching. My pleasure swelled in me. This felt so amazing. I squirmed on the desk, loving having my teacher discipline me. Juices ran down my thighs.
CRACK!
I whimpered and moaned, drinking in the pain. I embraced it like a slut should. I wanted to be my daddy's little whore, and now I was. He was having me spanked before the entire class. He was controlling us all. We were all his slaves.
“Whip that ass red, Mrs. Faye!” Dolly moaned.
“Spank that slut!” groaned Alan.
“Such a dirty whore!” panted Carl. “Her pussy's only for her dad!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, loving this. “Daddy! Daddy! I'm your personal slut!”
CRACK!
I bucked at that, my cunt clenching. The pleasure surged through me. I whimpered and moaned, my nipples throbbing against the desk through my top. My twat blazed. I needed to rub myself. I ached to cum.
“Such a dirty and nasty whore!” groaned Mrs. Faye. She ran the ruler up my thigh. “Look at how wet she is, class. That's a slut's cunt cream right there. Only a daughter-whore would get that wet.”
“That's right!” I moaned. “I love my daddy's cock so much. I love being his cum-dumpster.” I didn't know if these were my words or if Daddy made me say them. I didn't care. They poured out of me. They were my reality. “If my daddy were here, I would fuck him so hard.”
CRACK!
I gasped, my back arching. Both of my butt-cheeks clenched at the stinging pain. My ass blazed with stinging fire. It burned down to my cunt. I whimpered and moaned. I sucked in breaths and squirmed on the desk.
“I bet you're so horny, you want me to eat your pussy,” Mrs. Faye said. “Huh? Do you want your married, sexy teacher to eat you out?”
“I do!” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, make her eat my cunt out! I need to cum!”
“You filthy slut,” Mrs. Faye moaned. She threw the ruler on the desk beside me. A moment later, her free hand grabbed my burning ass. She squeezed it.
I moaned.
Her face nuzzled into my pussy. Her glasses brushed my rump, the frames cool and hard on my hot flesh. The married MILF professor pressed her mouth right into my cunt and licked me. She fluttered her tongue up and down my folds.
I groaned as her tongue stroked me. Caressed me. It was intense to feel. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as she lapped at me. Her tongue caressed up and down my burning twat. Her tongue parted my folds.
“Mrs. Faye!” I moaned. “Yes, yes, lick my slut-pussy!”
“Just so wet and juicy!” she moaned and then thrust her tongue into my twat.
I gasped, her hand kneading my burning rump while her tongue probed into my cunt. She swirled around in my snatch. She caressed me with her naughty tongue. Pleasure rippled out through me. I whimpered, my nipples throbbing in my blouse.
I loved it.
I enjoyed every second of her tongue swirling through me. The other students were all watching me getting my whore-cunt devoured. I bet she had the phone aimed so Daddy could watch. She must be FaceTiming with him. He must be in his classroom watching all of this.
It made me so hot knowing I was pleasing Daddy.
“Yes, yes, yes, eat my cunt, Mrs. Faye!” I groaned. “Devour my slut-pussy!”
“Feast on the daddy-whore!” groaned Carl.
“Yes, yes, make that nasty, dirty skank cum!” moaned Dolly.
They were all saying these wonderful words. I loved everyone they spoke. My orgasm swelled and swelled as Mrs. Faye's naughty tongue danced through my pussy. The married MILF feasted on me with such hunger. She devoured my twat.
It was amazing. Daddy was the best. I loved him so much. I would be his whore until the day I died.
Her fingers kneading my burning rump, adding these stinging jolts of pain that enhanced the pleasure of her tongue, worked around my ass. I groaned at those naughty digits moving into my crack. This wicked hope surged through me.
She found my asshole.
I groaned as Mrs. Faye rubbed her finger into my anal ring. She stroked it in circles while her tongue fluttered up and down my folds. She licked and lapped at me. She delivered such wonderful delight to my pussy. The rapture would have me exploding so hard. I would cum and cum and cum. It would be amazing.
Her lips found my clit. She sucked on it. I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head as she nursed on my bud. At the same time, she thrust her digit into my dirty asshole. I groaned, this heady rush of bliss building and building in me.
“Mrs. Faye!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I'm going to cum! I'm going to drown your mouth in my slut-cream!”
“Do it,” Dolly shouted. “Drown that MILF.”
“God, yes,” groaned Alan.
“Keep being a nasty whore, Dusk!” Maddie shouted. “Cum!”
“CUM!” others chanted.
“CUM!”
“CUM!”
“CUM!”
I exploded in rapture. I howled out my orgasmic bliss. My asshole writhed around Mrs. Faye's finger. My pussy convulsed, my juices gushing out to bathe her hungry lips with my passion. The heat swept through me.
I shuddered through the rapture, my heart pounding in my chest. It was so delicious. Such intense bliss to enjoy. The waves of ecstasy washed through me. They drowned my mind. Mrs. Faye's tongue lapped up my cream.
“I'm cumming, Daddy! Your slut-daughter is cumming so hard! Yes, yes, yes! I love it.”
Mrs. Faye fluttered her tongue up and down my pussy folds as my orgasm hit that wonderful peak. I trembled there then gasped as she ripped her finger out of my asshole. She stood up, her heels clicking.
“Let that be a lesson to you, young lady, about what happens when you're horny in class and text your father,” she said.
“Yes, Mrs. Faye,” I breathed, my body blazing with pleasure while my ass burned in delight.
She set my phone by my face. I grabbed it and saw that the call had ended. I shuddered and stood up, my skirt falling over my knees. I knew I couldn't abuse having Daddy do this for me. I was at college to learn, but sometimes I could be horny and Daddy could do naughty things for me.
So long as I did well in school. So I had to do amazing.
Mrs. Faye wiped off her mouth. The other student's excitement all seemed to melt away as I sat down. They all looked blank-faced for a moment, then Mrs. Faye launched back into her lesson like I had never interrupted her.
My daddy's machine was amazing. I squirmed there, my ass burning, and focused on learning everything I could. I had to excel so I could be a dirty, horny slut again. I licked my lips and took notes for the first time ever.
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Dean Michaels
My dick was aching hard after watching the video. My second class was just finishing up their tests. They were turning them in, the girls all giving me bright smiles while the guys were all staring at the girl they wanted to fuck.
I loved this motivation.
G554ED;knows that she can't be a horny slut all the time and has to study hard because if she gets good grades she knows her daddy will give her more fun so she must excel
I sent that final command to my daughter (G554ED). I had already run the amnesia protocol on Carrie Faye and her class so they wouldn't remember a thing. I hummed as a cute redhead named Amanda dropped off her test.
“You think you aced it?” I asked, grabbing her test to start grading it.
“I tried so hard, Mr. Michael,” she moaned with this breathy excitement. “I want to ride your cock so bad.”
I grinned and started marking her test. My dick ached and throbbed. I loved touching my students in any way I could. I wondered what hot fun my wife was getting up to at home. She had Natalie over. Last I heard, they were going to do some live-action porn.
It made me think about the future of the device. I had to build more. Install them remotely. I had to come up with ways to access them. I had ideas. Vivian and her programming skills could come in handy. I could do the coding, too, but there was so much work to be done. I needed some extra hands.
I set Amanda's test to the side. 93%. Her best ever.
To be continued...
