Mind controlled Janice Pt. 127 - Sex Stories

Mind controlled Janice Pt. 127

... stared at her arse as she turned and bent over, a yellow thong vanishing between her butt-cheeks as she wiggled out of her jeans. My dick ached for her but I knew my mother was coming and I was saving myself for her. I wanted to fuck her cunt and ass.

"Jesus, Mom," Daniel groaned, his dick so hard in his hand as his mother stripped before him.

"Mmm, getting turned on by your mommy-slut?" Mrs. Mitchell purred as she hooked the waistband of her thong.

"Yes!" he groaned as she shoved down her thong. The cloth popped out of her rump and revealing a shaved pussy, her labia peeking out pink from her flushed vulva. Her juices already formed, her pussy growing wet.

Just like I commanded.

I growled as I turned to face Mrs. Mitchell. "And you, ride your son's cock hard, Mrs. Mitchell. Push him down and mount that cock!"

"Yes!" she moaned as hardly a tingle raced through my mind.

I loved it. I was in control of all the fun, the ringmaster directing all the delights. Mrs. Goodall and Mrs. Stead were now in 69 position licking each others cunts.

"Oh, fuck, yes! Daniel groaned as she impaled her cunt down on his dick. "Mom!"

My own mother hurried into the room, I ordered her to strip and she complied immediately.

It was the first time I had ever seen her naked, I grew a massive hard on at the sight of her.

I advanced on my mother, eager to enjoy my second ass of the morning. I loved my powers. I fell to my knees behind her, smacking that rump.

"Are you ...

... going to fuck my ass, Jason?" she moaned.

"Yes, I am," I grinned. "What do you think about that?"

"I'm a mommy-slut who wants to please my son and his friends," she moaned.

"Especially me," I told her. "Me over anyone else."

"Yes!" she gasped.

"Yes, yes, Jason, fuck my ass."

"You're another slut who's learned she needs to be a whore for her son, too," I groaned, bringing my cock to her butt-crack

Yes!" she moaned. "for you, Jason."

I found her asshole She slid back up on my cock, her anal sphincter pressed against my dick. I groaned as her hot and hungry hole pushed against my dick. She whimpered and groaned. Her entire body shook. Then she gasped as her asshole spread around my shaft. She swallowed my tip into her velvety asshole.

"Yes!" I groaned and thrust in the rest of the way.

She felt even tighter than Mrs. Goodalls asshole. I buried to the hilt in her, my hands reaching around to grasp those small, firm tits of hers. I squeezed them while she howled out in rapture. Her back arched as she swiveled her hips, dancing her bowels around my cock.

I was distracted as the bedroom door burst open, it was Paul and Peters father Ian Stead, he looked angry at the scene before him.

I thought quickly "Mr. Stead, you are horny, strip naked and you want to have sex with all the women here."

I glanced around the room, "fuck Mrs. Goodall first and Peter and Paul you fuck her as well."

A thought came to me, "all three of you fuck her at the same ...