1. Bible Belt - Part 1


    Date: 4/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Mind Control, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 94.7, Source: sexstories.com

    still don’t really know much about it, so maybe he only knew the program he was using, or maybe it’s something to do with giving them a fixation, something to obsess over. Maybe he just likes playing weird mind-games, I dunno. But the program he was using was a simple one—it boiled down to the idea that the next penis she saw, the next penis my sister saw, she would become obsessed with it. She would want to fuck and suck and do everything with. She would masturbate thinking about it, do anything to get to play with it, and play with it every chance she got. She’d think about it before she went to sleep and be hungry for it first thing in the morning. It was probably a pretty safe bet. Before I flashed her, I don’t think my sister had EVER seen a penis, and Brad’s plan was obviously to finish the program, and then get her hooked on his and enjoy the benefits. I can’t blame him—every guy in town probably thought about my sister when they jerked off, and probably some of the girls as well. 3 weeks into his 6-week program, he had no idea that her kid brother would flash her in the hallway, and make her programming take hold early. She didn’t do anything for the next few days, and like I said, I’d pretty much forgotten about it. But two nights after I flashed her, it must have been a Thursday, she came into my room one night, and sat on my bed. “Hey.” I said. Like I mentioned, I didn’t really think anything was up. We weren’t close close but we weren’t at each other’s throats ...
    or anything. Coming in for a chat wasn’t anything strange. She closed the door, which wasn’t necessarily normal, but could just have meant that she wanted to talk about our parents. “Hey...” There was a weird pause, and I went back to reading my magazine. “Hey Brodie,” she said...oh, that’s me! My name’s Brodie, and she’s Anne. I just realised I never told you that. “Hey Brodie, have you got a girlfriend?” “No,” I said, without looking up from my magazine. “Why, are you offering?” She didn’t laugh, but I didn’t really expect her too. Dad once said Anne got my dose of the serious as well as her own. “I was just wondering. If you...y’know, like anyone.” “Not really, sis.” I wondered where this was going. You’ve got to remember that I didn’t know about Brad’s hypnosis. Even though she was only halfway through the program, Anne had already spent two sleepless, confused nights, replaying that moment in the hall again and again. “So who do you think about when you, y’know, play with yourself.” Suddenly it seemed obvious. Anne’s Chastity Club were all about not only stopping people from having sex, but also from masturbating. Lusting after a woman is as bad as having an affair and all that. She’d never tried to guilt me about it before, but I’d seen her go to work on other guys. “Anne,” I groaned (a week later I’d spend a lot of time groaning my sister’s name but in a completely different way.) “I don’t really want to talk about that with you.” “No no no,” Anne said, after a few ...
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