Mind-controlled Magical Girls
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Chapter 16: Mind-Controlling Sluts at the Coffee House
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 16: Mind-Controlling Sluts at the Coffee House - When Nemesis, an evil entity, crashes to earth, it's up to an alien named Aleysian to find Earth's champion, a young man who can mind-control five magical girls and train them with kinky sex to fight evil!
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Science Fiction Aliens Magic Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Harem Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex
Marcy Williams – Nemesian Molester Delta
I had slaves to gather and witches to corrupt.
The power of Nemesis flowed through me as I floated off my porch and toward the Bakers’ residence. Mr. Baker and his fourteen-year-old son Nate were on the porch. They were both African-American with dark skin who gasped at her.
“Uh, Marcy’s flying, Dad,” Nate said, staring at my naked body. “She’s naked and she’s flying.”
“Yes, she is,” his father said. He ran a hand down his face as he stared at me crossing their lawn now.
I felt so powerful. Nemesis pulsed in my heart. Its Peace filled me with such calm even as my pussy itched with delight. My purple tentacles shot out toward the porch before the man and his son could react.
They gasped as my tentacles ripped off their t-shirts. Their pants were harder, but the denim of their jeans tore along with their boxers, leaving them both naked for my enjoyment. Mr. Baker had a strong body from working in construction.
And he had a big dick.
His son wasn’t all that much smaller, but he still had some growing to do to equal his ol’ man. I smiled as my tentacle-mouth engulfed his cock. He gasped as I suckled on him with that appendage, tasting the saltiness of his cock.
“Marcy,” he groaned as my other tentacle knocked him onto his ass. I pinned him down to the porch and worked my tentacle-mouth up and down his cock, my pussy getting wetter and wetter.
“Marcy, now just wait,” groaned Mr. Baker. He backed up and hit the porch swing.
My tentacles grabbed him and slammed him down on it. The chains rattled and the swing creaked. I smiled as I floated onto the porch, my pussy so ready to engulf that big dick. I straddled him and plunged my pussy down onto his thick shaft.
“Yes!” I gasped as his big, Black cock stretched out my pussy. I shuddered, in awe at how big and thick he was. My entire body quivered in delight as my pussy clamped down on him. “Mr. Baker!”
“Marcy,” he groaned, shocked.
His son moaned in delight nearby as my tentacle-mouth suckled with passion on his dick. I worked that hot mouth up and down him as I enjoyed this delight. It was a hot rush to blow him as I squeezed my cunt down around his daddy’s big cock.
I slid my pussy up that shaft, moaning in delight at that thick girth massaging my pussy. I slammed back down on him, my boobs bouncing. This heat rushed through me. I loved this delight so much.
It felt so good to ride his dick. I loved every last second of his cock stretching out my pussy. I reveled in it. My hips wiggled from side to side as I rode him. My tentacle-mouth suckled on his son’s hard cock.
“Dad! Dad!” he groaned. “She’s molesting me!”
“I know, son,” Mr. Baker groaned. “Goddamn, that pussy, Marcy!”
“Mmm, yes,” I purred and kissed him, rubbing my round breasts into his ebony chest. My tongue thrust into his mouth.
I reveled in riding him as I blew his son. I suckled with passion with my tentacle-mouth on that dick, loving the feel of him in my appendage. His salty precum was a delicious thing to taste. My cunt clamped down on Mr. Baker’s thick shaft.
I quivered in delight as I rode him, the porch swing creaking as I loved every last second of this delight. It was a wonderful passion. I broke the kiss and gasped out my ecstasy as I plunged my pussy down his dick, my clit rubbing into his pubic bone.
The front door banged open. “Just what is going on...” Mrs. Baker’s words trailed off. The Black MILF gasped at what was happening. Then fury swept over her face. “You bastard! Fucking her on our porch! You fucking cock-sucking bastard!”
I smiled and shot out my tentacles at Mrs. Baker. She had on a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. My tentacles ripped those open before she knew what was happening. She gasped as the torn clothing fell around her body, her big boobs trapped in a white bra.
She tried to step back, but I hooked her bra between the cups and pulled her toward me. She stumbled before the bra claps snapped. I ripped it off her, those ebony tits of hers spilling out. They bounced.
“What?” she gasped as I kept riding her husband and blowing her son with my tentacle-mouth.
I sent two of my tentacles down into her panties. I ripped her plain, cotton underwear apart, exposing a thick bush. My tentacles became hard appendages I slithered between her thighs and her butt-crack. I found her two holes.
“Wait, wait,” she gasped as I thrust against her two holes.
One of my tentacles penetrated her pussy with ease. The married woman groaned as the other drilled against her asshole. I pushed harder, my cunt working up and down her husband’s thick dick. She was such a lucky woman to enjoy this dick.
Her anal ring widened until my tentacle popped into her asshole. I smiled as I had both in her bowels. This was such a hot moment. I worked them in and out of her. I fucked her with them. She gasped, her head tossing from side to side.
“No, no, what?” she gasped as I pumped away at her velvety asshole and her silky pussy.
It was such heaven for me to enjoy all these different delights. I groaned, my pussy clamping down hard on Mr. Baker’s cock. I suckled on his son’s dick while fucking both his wife’s holes. It was so wild to do this.
I loved being Nemesis’s. I served him. I would bring his Peace to the world while enjoying so many pleasures. So many wanton delights would be mine and mine alone to enjoy.
I groaned, riding that hard cock. I pumped up and down him with my juicy pussy. I gripped him with my hot cunt. I held him tight as I reveled in how thick he was. The stimulation washed through me. Such wonderful bliss came from his dick.
More pleasure radiated down my tentacles fucking Mrs. Baker’s pussy and asshole. She trembled there, her big, ebony tits slapping together. She stumbled and grabbed the porch post for support. She held it tight as I pounded her cunt and bowels with my tentacles.
“Holy shit,” Nate groaned as my tentacle-mouth suckled on his dick. The Black youth shuddered as I played with his cock. “Marcy!”
“Fuck, Marcy,” Mr. Baker groaned, my tight cunt squeezing about his dick. This was an incredible rush. I loved this so much. I savored this delight. “Oh, fuck, that’s good.”
“It is,” I moaned, my heart pounding a mile a minute as I worked my cunt up and down his dick. I savored this passion. I enjoyed every last second of this bliss. It was an excellent delight. I reveled in pumping my cunt up and down his cock. “Cum in me!”
“Yes!” he groaned.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Mrs. Baker moaned, her big tits swaying back and forth as I fucked her two holes. “Oh, my god! Oh, my fucking god! That’s so good. Ooh, just like that. That’s amazing. Yes, yes, fuck my holes!”
I fucked her holes, the pleasure radiating down my tentacles and washing through my nethers. The delight spilled around my pussy full of Mr. Baker’s thick shaft. I loved riding him. He groaned, his hands grabbing my ass.
He rocked me up and down his shaft. I loved that so much. I savored that delight sweeping through me. It was a joy to have him doing that. He was already succumbing to my passion. That was such a delight.
Such a wonderful passion to experience.
My hot pussy worked up and down his thick shaft. The pleasure swept through me. I groaned, my pussy gripping his big, thick dick I loved that so much. I savored this passion as I plunged my twat down his dick. I held him tight. It was a fantastic delight to ride him.
My cunt squeezed down on his cock. I held him tight with my twat. I loved how he gripped me with that hot snatch. It was a wonderful heat that built and built in me. I shuddered, my boobs bouncing and heaving.
“Oh, god, Marcy!” the son groaned. “Yes!”
His cock erupted into my tentacle-mouth. That salty delight spilled over my taste buds. My appendage gulped it down. I loved him cumming in me as I rode his father’s big dick. I plunged my cunt down that ebony shaft, my orgasm hurtling fast.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, Mrs. Baker, your son’s cum is delicious!”
“Have to ... take your word,” she moaned, her pussy and asshole gripping my tentacles.
I fucked her hard and fast, pounding the wife as I worked my twat up and down her man’s thick cock. I savored that delight while enjoying Nate’s cum flooding my tentacle-mouth. I enjoyed his salty jizz as I worked my cunt up and down his shaft. This heat washed through me. It was fantastic.
Nate groaned and erupted one last time into my tentacle-mouth. He gave me the last of his jizz. I was glad he did. I felt so satiated now. He panted, clearly enjoying the blowjob my tentacle-mouth gave him.
I smiled as I plunged my twat down his father’s cock. My clit ground into Mr. Baker’s pubic bone. I loved the way it did that. It was a hot delight to have done that. Pleasure burst through me. I groaned, my heart pounding a million beats a minute. I loved every last moment of that.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned, my heart pounding a mile a minute. “Oh, god, that’s good!”
I burst in delight.
My pussy writhed around Mr. Baker’s cock. My tentacles fucked Mrs. Baker’s pussy and asshole. I thrust away hard at her as the rapture flooded through my body. I bucked through such ecstasy. The passion splashed across my mind. I enjoyed it immensely.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Cum in me!”
“Fuck!” he groaned. “Marcy!”
“Mistress!” I gasped as he erupted his cum into my pussy.
The Black man dumped my jizz into me as he became my slave just like his son. He filled my twat up with all his spunk. I loved it. My cunt spasmed harder. More bliss swept through my body and drowned my mind in ecstasy.
“Marcy Williams!” Mrs. Baker gasped. “Yes!”
Her asshole and pussy spasmed around my tentacles. Pleasure shot down my appendages and joined the rapture rushing through me. I felt so good as I shuddered through my ecstasy. I quivered through this bliss, stars bursting across my vision.
Nemesis power flooded into Mrs. Baker. She threw back her head as she became a witch. I shuddered in delight, my pussy milking her husband’s cock dry. He grunted as he pumped more and more of his cum into me.
“Mistress!” he growled and filled me with the last of his seed.
“Oh, Mistress, yes,” whimpered Mrs. Baker as her pussy and asshole spasmed. Her big boobs swayed to her orgasm.
And on the street, we were being watched by our neighbors. I had to claim them all. I smiled as I slid my cunt off Mr. Baker’s cock. I turned around to face those who I would molest next. All would fall beneath Nemesis’s Peace.
John Marlin
I headed out of Towers, the sex shop I had taken over with my harem this Saturday afternoon. Nora grabbed my arm. My naked girlfriend pressed against me, this shy and coy look in her eyes. She squirmed there like she wanted to ask me something.
“Spit it out,” I said gently.
“Um, well, it’s Saturday,” she said. “Date night. Are we...?”
I had forgotten all about it. “Sure. We’ll go out.”
She smiled at me.
We piled into my mother’s mini-van. I had quite the harem now. My three magical girls—Nora, my little sister Andrea, and Esmerelda, the lesbian who lived on my block—plus my mother, Mrs. Martins, Nora’s mother, and my new pet, a sorority sister named Buffy. Thanks to the app on my phone given to me by Alesyian, I had a lot of fun.
I sat in the passenger seat. Alesyian fluttered before me and landed on the console above the glove box. She smiled at me, her purple body standing barely a foot tall. She had gossamer wings. An alien-fairy with magic.
That still didn’t make sense to me. Why would aliens have magic?
“Good work today,” said Alesyian. “But be vigil. Nemesis is out there. It’ll find a new woman to possess and start all over again.”
“Right, right,” I said. Mom couldn’t see the fairy-alien thanks to, well, magic. But I could. As could my three magical girls.
I supposed that made Alesyian the mascot for this perverted magical girl story I had found myself the star of. My cock powered them. My seed gave them energy. I had three so far with two more that would be awakened.
I was curious about who they were. Someone in my harem? Esmerelda proved that a magical girl could be well into her twenties.
Mom drove us home. When we got on our block, I smiled. This was my home kingdom. I had mind-controlled several on the street. Dad fully accepted I fucked his wife, and he was happy with my big sister who had a major daddy complex. She wanted to fuck him before I had even gotten involved. Mr. Carter, Nora’s father, was also on board. He was fine with his wife being my lover. In fact, Mrs. Carter had been a cheating whore before I had mind-controlled her. She had a fling with Esmerelda. Mrs. Carter discovered she was a lesbian.
I made her bi. She craved her husband, but she wanted me more now. It was hot having this level of control over people’s lives.
I climbed out of the minivan and said, “Nora, go put on something cute. But no panties or bra.” “Yes, John,” she said, squealing in delight. She then darted naked down the sidewalk, her sandals slapping on the pavement.
God, she was such a slut.
I headed into the house, following the others save Nora’s mom who was also heading back home. She wasn’t an “official” member of the harem. Just on loan from her husband. I could borrow her whenever I wanted.
Goddamn, it was hot fucking her married pussy and dumping my cum into her depths. I flooded her with so much jizz. She was such a whore. It was a fantastic thrill to have fuck her when I wanted to. I was so glad I had my powers.
“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy,” my older sister Viv moaned as she rode our father. He sat in his recliner, a college football on. Looked like the Cougars were playing the Cardinals. “Daddy! Daddy! I’m going to cum on your big dick!”
“Good, honey,” Dad groaned as I headed for the stairs to get ready for my date with Nora.
I headed into my room and was about to close my door when I realized Mom was there naked and smiling. I blinked as she came into my room and headed for my closet. She opened it up and poked through a few of my shirts.
“Oh, this is the one you have to wear,” she said, pulling out a dark-gray shirt. “It’ll look great on you in a good pair of blue jeans.”
“Uh, sure, Mom,” I said, blinking. I mean, Mom knew women. So if she thought I would look great, then it would be a good idea.
“And we need a good pair of jeans,” she said, opening up my bottom dresser drawer. “No, not that pair. Not that one.” She drew out a dark-blue one that didn’t have any wear to it. “Perfect. That’s just perfect. Put on some underwear. You don’t want to chafe your cock against the denim.”
“Right, Mom,” I said and pulled out a pair of boxers, bemused.
Her big boobs jiggled as she moved out of my way. She had that motherly smile on her lips, of course, that made this just an interesting experience. I was glad that she was here to advise me. She was a delicious woman.
I pulled on a pair of plaid boxers followed by socks. I pulled on the shirt. Mom buttoned it up for me. I let her. It was nice being dressed by my naked Mom. I mean, I fucked her all the time now, so it didn’t feel like she was treating me as a child.
I was a man. She knew it. She came hard on my big dick.
“Mmm, yes,” she said, nodding as she smoothed the sleeves down my arms. “That’s perfect.”
I grabbed the jeans and drew them up my legs as she found my black belt. I tucked in the shirt as she handed me the belt. I put that on, threading it through the loops as she stared at me. She nodded in approval as I buckled up.
“Mmm, yes, yes, you’re just such a handsome young man,” she purred as she knelt before me. “You’re almost ready. You just need a good luck BJ from your mom to have a perfect date.”
“Good luck BJ?” I asked as she unzipped my fly.
“It’s very important.” She winked at me as she reached into my fly and the slit in my boxers to draw out my hard cock. “Just let your mommy ensure that you have an amazing date.”
“Yes, Mom,” I groaned as she swallowed my cock.
It was wonderful feeling her lips sliding over the crown of my dick and sealing around my shaft. She nursed on me. Pleasure shot down my dick. I groaned that delight. It was amazing to have her sucking on me.
Her tongue darted around my cock. She swirled about it, sending such delight shooting through me. It was a wonderful treat having all this pleasure rushing down my cock. Mom suckled hard on me, her cheeks hollowing.
She knew what she was doing.
“Damn,” I groaned, loving her mouth bobbing up and down my cock. “Damn, that’s good, Mom!”
She purred around my cock. She was so delicious. I loved what she was doing to me so much. I savored her cheeks hollowing. She suckled on me with passion, her mouth working up and down my cock. I slid my hand through her curly, brown hair.
My nuts tightened beneath her sucking pressure. I loved it. This was the best way to prepare for a date. Every son needed a good luck BJ from his hot mom before he went out with a cute girl. I shuddered, my nuts twitching.
“You’re going to get a big mouthful of cum, Mom!”
She moaned around my cock.
“You just love swallowing my jizz, don’t you?” I grinned down at her. “You just want to nurse on my cock and drink down every drop of spunk that I have. Fuck, that’s good. That’s damn good, Mom!”
She nursed with all her motherly love. She was so amazing at it. I savored how she suckled at me. She brought me closer and closer to exploding in her mouth. I would love to flood her with all the spunk that I had.
She bobbed her head, working her lips up and down my shaft. She twisted her head, rubbing my cock against different parts of her mouth. My back arched as I enjoyed this wonderful treat. I loved every last second of her nursing on me.
“Fuck, that’s good,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s just amazing. Damn, Mom!”
She winked at me as she suckled on me. I groaned, savoring that heat. It was a rush having her suckle on me. I loved every last second of her nursing on me. It was a delicious rush to have her slurping on my cock.
I came closer and closer to cumming in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the crown of my dick. She teased me with that naughty tongue. My cock throbbed and my balls twitched. They brimmed with my cum.
“Mom!” I gasped and erupted.
I pumped my mom’s mouth with spurt after spurt of my cum. I loved how she gulped it down. She swallowed my jizz with hunger. She drank down every drop of my jizz. It was an absolute delight to have all that pleasure surging through me.
Every eruption fired more bliss through my body. It was an incredible rush. I enjoyed every last second of this bliss. I savored all that pleasure rushing through me. She swallowed every drop of cum I had. Every last drop.
“Fuck, Mom!” I panted as I erupted one last time.
She purred around my cock before she slid her mouth off. “You’re so ready for your date.”
“Yes, I am,” I said, grabbing my phone off the dresser. “This date is going to be awesome.”
“I know,” Alesyian cooed. She buzzed around the world. “Let’s do this!”
I smiled at her enthusiasm.
Nora Carter – Magical Girl Pretty Slut
“You look cute,” said John when I showed up in a blue dress with a white cardigan on. It was open to show off my bust. It wasn’t low-cut, and the neckline didn’t descend beneath my armpits, but it was what he requested.
“Thanks,” I said as he led me to his Dad’s car. “I suppose you’ll be using that app to get your own car soon.”
John chuckled. “I hadn’t thought about that. Good idea.”
I beamed at him as I slid into the passenger seat. He looked really handsome in his dark-blue jeans and his gray shirt. It went well with him. He didn’t usually have such a great outfit. I was surprised he wasn’t wearing a t-shirt.
Maybe his mom helped? She was such a wonderful MILF.
I was giddy with excitement only to blink as we showed up at Hot Java, a coffee house. He parked his car and climbed out. It wasn’t where I thought our date night was heading. I climbed out and took his arm. Was he still mad at me because I cheated on him?
I was so sorry for being such a whore and fucking Andre Martins. I just ... I couldn’t help myself. But I wouldn’t ever do that again. I was devoted to him. It was all a dumb mistake, and if I had to keep paying for it, then I would keep writing those checks.
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