Lesbian Mind Control Sex Novels & Stories

He saw Soren as someone who loved to be in control, Juno smiled and quickly removed the blindfold. Soren's response was cut off by another hard kiss, his lips parting under Juno's as he felt a surge of electricity through his body. He never thought he would be so turned on by someone else taking control but there was something about Juno's confidence and assertiveness that made him weak in the knees. Juno's hands roamed over Soren's body, exploring every inch of him as if he was trying to memorize the feeling. He traced his fingers along Soren's muscles, causing a shiver to run down his spine.

"An older man fucking you like you're his property. Tell me the truth, Lia." "Yes! Yes, Julian! Harder, please, fuck me harder!" I sobbed, completely losing my mind from the pleasure. He gripped my waist with both of his huge hands, lifting my body slightly with every single downward plunge, driving his dick so deep I could feel it hitting the very top of my womb. The forbidden nature of it, the raw age gap, the way he completely controlled every inch of my body pushed me straight over the edge. My tight walls clamped down on his long dick like a vice, contracting wildly over and over again as a massive, uncontrollable squirt burst out of me, drenching his thighs and his stomach.

She poked me again, "shut up.. it's not like you've never wanted to have your needs fulfilled.." "Well is it so hard to stick to one person?" "Wasn't about that to me. First of all, lesbian sex is different than what you guys do, you wouldn't know.." I knew exactly what she was talking about but I kept my mouth shut and raised a brow, "riiiight.. it's not like you have a panis you're hiding from me." She laughed and looked at her closet with guilt all over her face. This time I poked her ass, "oh my God Paris you are such a sex freak.."

She spanked my breast, and it stung me with hotness, it was suppose to be an harmless action but it had brought alive the horniness of having something filling me up. “It’s just time, and who knows you might actually find your way back to my room tonight.” Taking in a sharp inhale, the silence of loneness enclosed on me having me squeezing my legs together at her leaving the room. My breathing was fighting to grasp out my cooling air in hopes that it would bring down the effects of what the girl had ignited in my body. But it failed. ‘Stop this sickened madness Elena, don’t tell me you got turn on by a lesbian’ The words echoed in my head and it was enough to have me dancing with pool of wet

She enjoyed sex with multiple partners but was worried she was only thought of as a whore and a slut. After that night, she dated a couple of guys in the frat and a couple of other classmates but didn't have sex with them. She didn't want guys thinking they could date her just for the sex. Julie rejected a few offers from Ken to come party with them again. She was trying to control her urges but her mind still drifted to her wild gang bangs when she masturbated. She couldn't control her fantasies of taking on multiple guys. She stayed away from the frat house until just before midterms

Lily’s Pov He thought he could control me. He thought he could lock me in his house and forbid me from living my life. The way he pinned me to the wall and fingered me until I squirted, it wasn't just about sex. It was about power. He wanted to own me, body and soul, and I let him for a moment. I let the pleasure take over and I forgot who I was, but I remembered this morning. I am Lily Damson and I control myself. No man tells me what to do, so I decided to sneak out. It wasn't just about going clubbing with my friends. It was about proving a point. I needed to show him, and myself, that he didn't own me.

She looks up at me, grabs my dick and starts stroking it as she talks to me, from her knees, her sky-blue eyes meeting mine. “Bitch, slut, dirty whore, all those and any kind of variation work. You’re telling me what to do, dominating me, controlling me, I love it. However, when I’m on my knees, with my mouth wrapped around your penis, Luna, doesn’t work for me. I will never get offended, but if I do, or if you go too far, I’ll let you know.” “Got it. Now, get on all fours, face down, ass up.”

He’d downplayed Ethan’s sex with me, claiming that I was clearly familiar with sex since I responded so readily almost as soon as he went down on me. When I wailed with mortification, Cindy tried to make me feel better by reminding me that the venom placed inside of my womb also got into my bloodstream and acted like an aphrodisiac/hallucinogenic. Combine that with the use of mind control, and the viewers were provided with a class “A” porn flick. “If it makes you feel any better, Ethan was sincere when he said how much he loved having sex with you,” Cindy said as she grasped for something to say to ease my mortification. “All he talked about was how good you tasted. It was weird.”

I slipped into my room, locked the door, and yanked the curtains shut until the room was dim and secret. My hands shook as I pulled my favorite dildo from the nightstand—the thick, veiny eight-inch one I’d only ever used thinking about girls like her. I shoved my shorts and panties down in one motion, kicked them away, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread wide. I opened my laptop, clicked straight to my favorite lesbian video—the one with the girl getting a massage and a proper fucking after. The moans filled the room. I didn’t even bother with foreplay. I rubbed my swollen clit in fast, desperate circles, then slid two fingers deep into my dripping hole, pumping them while I watched the

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.