The Touch

“You had no hymen?’ he asked, feeling her taking his whole length fully into herself.

“I…I guess not.” she said, a look of concentration on her face. “God, this feels so…”

“I know.” he agreed, tipping her over onto her side. He got between her legs as she opened them for him, and began fucking her with long, deep, powerful strokes. She smiled up at him, her eyes half lidded with pleasure as he stirred up her deepest feelings and sensations that she had never felt before. “Oh, God, Anne, this is so good, so tight, so hot, so wet!” He grunted deeply, then abruptly pulled out of her and spurted several bursts of come onto her belly.

It was so intense that the first one jetted up and splashed against the undersides or her tits, the rest of it coating her belly with long strands of hot, ropy come.

“Oh, God, I just couldn’t hold it anymore.” he said, rolling off her and gasping for breath. He watched with amusement as she toyed with his come, the first she had ever experienced.

She rubbed her fingers through it, feeling its texture and brought it up to where she could see it. She tentatively brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked them off, savoring it’s texture on her tongue and tasting it for the first time.

“What do you think, baby?” he asked. “You like it?”

“It’s not so bad.” she said, getting another fingerful, bigger this time. She licked this one off, too, then a third.

“You want to try it straight from the source?” he asked, sitting up. “I’d love it if you sucked me off.”

“I’m not supposed to.” she said, in a small voice. “Good girls don’t do that.”

“Who told you that?” he said, wonderingly. He saw the answer in her mind an instant before she voiced it aloud.

“My mother.” she whispered. “My mother told me good girls don’t do that.”

Right then and there he made up his mind to give her mother a visit that day.

“Well, there’s one thing about you I’m going to be changing.” he said. She looked at him with fear in her eyes.

“No, please don’t.” she said. “I don’t want to…” her eyes fell to his crotch, and she felt herself moving down towards it.

“Please, I’m not…” she said. “I want to be a good girl!”

“Yes, you are.” he replied. “It’s okay, Anne, lots of girls do this.”

“I know.” she said. “But not me.” She went to her knees in front of him, then looked up at him, her eyes pleading. “Please? Don’t make me do this!”

“You know what I want, Anne.” he said, putting his hands on his hips. She nodded, then reached up her hand and took him in her grasp.

He watched as she leaned her head closer, closer, then it brushed against her tightly closed lips and smiled at the resistance to his lightest command of her mind he could give her. “Open up, Anne, take it in your mouth and suck it.” he told her, not changing the amount of control he was exerting.

She started crying and turned her head to the side. “Please, don’t make me!” she sobbed. “My mother told me to never! Please? I don’t want to be bad!”

“Listen to me very carefully, Anne.” he said, relaxing all his hold on her. “I don’t think you’re a bad girl, and you won’t be a bad girl for doing this.” He moved his right hand and stroked her cheek. “Open up your mouth, take the head of it in, and suck on it. It’s very simple, really.”

“I’m not like them.” she whispered. “I’m not like them.”

“Who?” he asked, and when she shook her head instead of answering, he looked in her mind and saw the answer there. He could see a group of girls sitting together at a cafeteria table. They were dressed in identical short red cheerleader outfits with a white “R” on their chests.

“What do they do?” he asked. “What do they do that you don’t like about them?”

Again, she didn’t answer, and he looked into her mind for the answer once more. He saw a dirt road with a line of cars parked, and then all the doors opened at the same time. A girl wearing one of the red cheering outfits got out of each one and got into the car adjacent.

“Oh, my.” he said. “Are they doing what I think they are doing?”

“The boys in the cars are the football team.” she whispered. “They took the State title last year, and as a reward, they all got a blowjob from every cheerleader.”

“Except you.” he said, suddenly seeing her wearing one of the red outfits. “And they kicked you off the squad because of it.”

“Yes.” she said, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m scared. Please don’t make me. I’m not like them.”

“No, I agree, Anne, you’re not like them.” he said, coldly. “I’m sure they didn’t want to go from car to car, from boy to boy, but they did.”

She looked up at him, astonished at the tone he took with her.

“They made a pact, they gave their word, and they kept their honor, even if they gave up something else.” He looked down at her sternly. “I’m not sure I want to keep you anymore.”

“What…?” she whispered. “You…”

“Look, Anne, I picked you today because I saw you were different than other girls, you are unique. But now I see that you’re a liar, just like all the rest of them. You can go, I don’t want anything more to do with you.”

Now she began sobbing in earnest. “No, please, I’ll do it, please don’t send me away.” She turned her face back to the front, opened her mouth, and hesitantly took the head of his cock in her mouth, shuddering with revulsion as she did.

“Anne, I don’t want to do this if you don’t want to.” he said. “I can make everyone do anything I want. You are special to me because I’m not going to make you do anything. So don’t do this if you don’t want to.”

She took her mouth off him and looked up at him. “I don’t want to go. If doing this means I get to stay, then I want to do it.” she said.

“What if I said you could stay even if you don’t do it?” he said.

“Would you still want to?”

“You really want me to do it, though, don’t you?” she asked. “I’ll do it because it will make you happy.” She took him into her mouth again, sucking lightly on his cockhead. He groaned, feeling her mouth working on him. She went down deeper, sucking lightly as she did.

“Ohh, yeah, Anne, just like that.” he sighed, feeling her begin a slow bobbing motion up and down on his length. “Keep doing it like that, and I’m going to come.”

She increased her speed a little, maintaining her steady suction by swallowing the copious amounts of saliva her mouth was producing. She could feel him getting closer and closer to his orgasm, and sped up even a little more.

“Ohhh, GOD, get ready, Anne, get ready!” he said. “Here… it… comes!!” he groaned loudly, and his cock began spewing jet after jet of come into her mouth. She continued the steady suction by swallowing each spurt as it erupted, not missing a single drop.

Finally, he had to push her mouth off him, as she refused to stop, even after he’d stopped producing.

“Ohhh, Anne, that’s nice. “ he said. “You’re a good girl, a good girl.” he said, stroking her hair soothingly. “Ohh, yeah, such a good girl.”

He knew that telling her this would help undo the early programming her mother had instilled in her. He could have removed it instantly with his new power, but again, he wanted her to be the one person in his life he didn’t sway, mentally.

“Is this guy all satisfied, now?” she asked, patting his cock with her hand as she got to her feet.

“For the now.” he said, smiling at her. “I can get it ready again whenever you want, though.”

“Good.” she said. “I like that idea.” she said. “Let’s go out and have some fun.

“What kind of fun?” he asked. “Fun with my new power?”

“Sure!” she said. “I’ve got some people I’d like you to meet.”

“Okay.” he agreed. “Do you want me to change them, too?”
“I just want you to meet them, first.” she said. “You can decide what to do on your own.”