Neuro submission transmitter 7 - Sex Stories

Neuro submission transmitter 7

... beach over the weekend and Maggie wore the skimpiest bikini she could find. Nicole says that Bobby's eyes were popping out of his head. Nicole left them alone while she went to the snack bar to get drinks and Maggie asked Bobby to put suntan lotion on her back and legs. "I can't believe she hasn't gotten him to fuck her yet." I interrupt Nicole's story, laughing. "He's so shy and she's afraid she'll scare him." Nicole says. "You should have seen him staring at her tits, though. I'd have been jealous, if I wasn't in on the plan." She laughs. Nicole continues her story, telling me how she arranged to meet Bobby at her house early yesterday morning. Her dad was already at work and her mom answered the door in her transparent silk robe. Nicole supposedly had overslept, so Maggie kept Bobby company while Nicole got ready. Maggie appeared to keep trying to cover herself, when in actuality she was continuously revealing her hard nipples and neatly trimmed pussy to him. Nicole says that by the time they left the house, Bobby was sporting the biggest hard-on she'd ever seen on him. "He is definitely interested." Nicole says. "I hope you're right about this because there'll be no turning back." She laughs. "Once he gets a taste of my mom, I'm not sure he'll still be interested in me. "You worry too much, Nicole." I tell her jokingly. "I'll be there this weekend and we'll see how it's going." We hang up after sharing how much we miss each other and professing our undying love. The rest ...

... of the week goes by without much excitement. On Thursday I get a text message from Nicole, confirming the arrangements for this weekend. Her and I are going to stay at Uncle Harry's house for the weekend, with her mom coming over to meet Carl and Carolyn on Saturday afternoon. She's going to pick me up from the airport Saturday morning and wants my flight number. I text her back with the information and then call my dad's office. "Harrison & Associates, how may I direct your call?" Danae answers on the third ring. "Hi Danae, it's Nick. How have you been?" I ask, not expecting a pleasant answer. "Your father's not here and I don't think he wants to talk to you anyway." She says sharply. "Why is that, Danae?" I ask. "Ask him." She says abruptly. "I'm not your secretary." "Think about it, Danae." I give her the trigger. "How are things with Daryl?" I ask. "He hasn't been the same since your visit. He says you ruined everything." She says in the transmitter induced monotone voice. "I don't think he's even gotten laid, lately." "Think about it, Danae." I'm not sure if I need to use the trigger again, but I'm not taking any chances. "You have been dying to fuck an entire college football team. It's your number one sexual fantasy. When I suggest that you become their mascot and give yourself as an incentive to win a game, you'll jump at the opportunity." "Okay." "Hey, Danae." I say. "What is it now?" She says caustically. That's my Danae! "Our football team isn't winning any games ...