1. Mind Controlled Janice Pt. 109


    Date: 12/28/2023, Categories: True Story Exhibitionism Males / Female, Mind Control, Author: janicegoodall 

    ... deposited the black lace thong in to my inside jacket pocket. When complete, I let my hand fall once again to her milky thigh. Once again, I moved my hand up and down her leg, and once again I let my hand wander up through the bottom of her dress up next to her pussy. I could clearly feel the heat coming off of her, noticing a huge temperature difference from her knee to her crotch.

Janice's slightly parted mouth exhaling every time my hand arrived just next to her pussy. This is how I continued, waiting until the moment when her arousal finally overtook her that's when I crossed the point of no return.

My hand moved up her leg in the same manner it had been, but instead of stopping just next to the crotch, I moved it even further up her thigh, forcing the dress to bunch up against her waist. I curved my wrist, sliding my fingers past her sopping wet lips, and pressed my middle two fingers against her engorged clit. She inhaled sharply, clearly not expecting the suddenness of the pleasure. Her hand flew to her wine and she took a sip, clearly trying to hide the truth of what was happening underneath the table.

I began moving my fingers in small circles against her pleasure button. The glass of wine was still against her lips, but I could see that she was not drinking. The wine rested against her top lip, the breath from her nose fogging up the glass with each quickening exhale. Her eyes were closed, a sign that she had started to not care what the situation looked ...
    ... like; that she was giving in to the pleasure.

My fingers continued their circles against her clit, and I could start to feel her hips lightly bucking against my hand, a clear sign that she was surrendering to the pleasure.

Her hand slowly snaked down to my leg and started moving up and down, mirroring my earlier motions. I removed my hand from her quivering cunt, grabbed her wrist, and placed her hand back on the table.

"Not yet" is all I said.

Her eyes looked pleading, darting between my face and my glistening fingers that were still holding her wrist. Despite her earlier trepidation, her eyes betrayed in her a desperate longing for the orgasm that I had not yet granted her. This time, I let her have her way.

I moved my hand back under the table. This time, when my hand arrived at her thigh, her legs parted, giving me even easier access to her dripping wet sex. I continued my onslaught on her clit, and she started lightly moaning in time with each circle my fingers performed on her. Her hips started bucking again. Her cheeks started to flush. And that's when she came.

I could feel spasms coming from her vagina as her laboured breathing became ragged, but she was in control of herself enough that the only sound that I heard from her was a single oh' that rushed past her lips, almost silently, at the height of her explosive orgasm.

The spasms subsided, as did the bucking of her hips and the unevenness of her breath. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes ...
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