The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Opening her eyes, Marguerite looked out onto a brighter day. Brighter from the inside, not the outside, the pills must be working! She was just about to leap out of bed into the promising day when it came from nowhere. Unexpected, but not unwanted, she felt the need to relieve tension, well, frustration. It had been ages since she had felt any desire for sex. Now, suddenly, the need was intense. Looking at her alarm, damn it was 10:30, and she’d overslept.

Panicking, she pulled herself out of bed and ran to the en-suite, plunging into the shower. Squirting shampoo onto her hands, she reached up to her scalp; it was then she saw the Fitbit was still on her wrist and that today was Saturday. Stepping out of the cubicle, she laid her watch by the sink and chuckled to herself. What a fool! Relaxing, she returned to the warm flowing water and washed her hair. The lust came from nowhere; it doubled her over.

Seconds later, she slumped down and began running her hands over her breasts. Shuffling around, Marguerite positioned herself, letting the jet of water pummel against her upturned mound. Her right hand followed the flow, guiding her fingers over her fully erect clit. As she kneaded, the hardening bud pulsed against her fingers. Arousal caused her to bend her head back; through the mist she saw a figure in the doorway. Whoever it was gazed at her for a few seconds, then turned and vanished, closing the door behind them.

Even in her dazed state, Marguerite recognised the observer. It was Katie! Her daughter had watched her, only leaving when their eyes met. The realisation fuelled a fantasy; one where Katie returned naked and ed her mother. Marguerite imagined reaching forward and plunging face between Katie’s legs. Her tongue lapped itself against the warm water, wishing it were her daughter’s folds. Screaming Katie’s name, Marguerite exploded into her most intense orgasm; fed both by abstinence and her perverted desires.

In the corridor, Katie listened as her left hand slid into her pyjama fly. Sharon had been right; her mum was fixated on having sex with her — damn that was so kinky! Still jilling, Katie returned to her lover, with a surprise that would be welcome.

Dr Clemance spoke kindly to the woman on the phone.

“Yes, I expected you to have some impact on your libido by now. That is entirely normal. As for the confusion, that should clear; it is normal in early menopause; the pills should help with that”.

“But it’s the fantasies that really bother me. I mean, it’s about my daughter!”

“Well, the pills won’t do that; I would put it down to a one-off event”.

“Umm, it’s happened twice now, doctor!”

“Well, twice is a coincidence. Three well that may be a trend. You don’t act on it, do you? Fantasy is just that — fun for the imagination and nothing more”.

“Of course I don’t act on it. I abhor the very idea!”

“Good, then you should put your mind at rest. You are just like the rest of us!”

“Thanks, Graham; speaking with you has helped!”

Graham waited for the line to clear, then he phoned Sherrie. He relayed what Marguerite had reported. His ex-wife made conciliatory sounds but no more. Just before he put the phone down, she spoke.

“Our errant offspring has done it again; the delayed side-effects are not suppressed at all. If we don’t control this, she will become an issue. So, first, I need to deal with Richard; I will bring the plan forward. Then I will handle Marguerite in a more civil way, inviting her to share an evening with Sharon, Katie and me. Bye”.

Graham stared at the phone for a couple of seconds. Oh, how he wished he could be a fly on the wall at that soiree.

Richard swore; who on earth was ringing his doorbell at this time of the evening? He opened the door and gazed up and down at the tall blonde policewoman.

“Yes, how can I help?”

“Professor Clifford Maynard?”

Richard straightened his back.

“Indeed!”

“Also known as Dr Richard Conway?”

“Err, yes…”

“Someone sent you this…”

The WPC threw off her cap and, opening her uniform, revealed her generous breasts. With her left hand, she pulled Richard’s head forward and delivered a deep kiss. Willingly, Richard returned the kiss and pressed his body into her so she could feel his hardness.

Her right hand snaked upwards before inserting the hypodermic into his neck. Calmly, she held him locked in the smooch until his body went limp. Executing a perfect fireman’s lift, she carried him to the waiting limousine. Opening the rear door, she deposited him beside a grinning Sherrie. Leaning forward, she gave the tall woman a peck on the cheek before handing her an envelope padded with notes.

“One unwanted package for you; certainly, unwanted by me. Can I expect a visit from you soon?”

“Of course, Vanessa, keep that uniform. I feel a role play coming on. Have a great evening!”

Sherrie watched Vanessa’s arse shifted seductively as her thrall went up the steps to collect her discarded cap. Turning, Sherie buckled the insensible Richard into the seat belt. Tapping on the window between her and the driver, she signalled their departure. The sleek black limousine slipped away into the dark night.

Sitting on the couch beside Sharon, Katie recounted the events of the morning. Sharon nodded before snuggling up to her girlfriend.

“I told you she was into you. You have feelings for her too, don’t you? Isn’t that why I got thrashed by your tongue this morning?”

“No! Well, maybe it turned me on, but only a bit!”

“Rubbish! You were desperate. I have sex with my mum; it’s nothing to worry about. It’s just normal”.

“Really, I don’t think so!”

“People just keep quiet about it. Look, why don’t you see to yourself? I will hold you and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, just as your mum would. Go on, love, just give in to it!”

“Maybe it would help…” whispered Katie. “You know, to get it out of my system”.

Or to deepen the desire, thought Sharon, hiding her smile.

“Go on, girl, knock yourself out!”.

Katie squirmed out of her comfy shorts and threw her panties to the floor, where that landed with a sloppy thud. Widening her legs as far as possible, she bucked against her fist before inserting as much as she could into her tight canal. With her other hand, she made a flicking motion, grazing her hard clit repeatedly.

“Oh, Mum, be gentle with me!” Katie groaned.

“My darling, I will. Now suckle from me as you did as a babe”. Whispered Sharon.

Nuzzling Katie pushed up Sharon’s top and latched on to a stiff nipple.

“Good babe, now this feeling. Lusting for Mum. From now on, you always will!” Sharon paused; it was time to up the odds. “Mum is going to munch you. A feeling you will never forget!”

Sharon unlatched Katie from her turgid teat and slid down onto the floor, settling between Katie’s legs. Straining her neck, she hovered above Katie’s busy hands before easing them aside. She blew directly on to the pulsing vulva. Her eyes lit up as the girl’s pussy contracted and spurted some pre-cum.

“Mum will tongue you now, baby, relax as I nudge you to your highest peak! Let this orgasm be your best… You will always seek this again with me, your lovely mum Marguerite”.

“Yes, Mum. I understand; please eat me now!”

Sharon opened her mouth wide and engulfed the succulent morsels on offer. Her tongue explored the depths before sweeping up to the throbbing organ at the junction of her labia. Katie roared, her orgasm erupting swiftly as her fantasy became real to her.

“Oh Mum! You send me to heaven, I will never forget your touch, my Marguerite!”

Sharon sat back and wiped her soaked lips with the back of her hand. She ignored the spent fluid that dripped from her chin. Her task was done; Mother would be pleased.