1. Malpractice Chapter 2: Practice with My Sister


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Incest, Male/Female, Male/Teen Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Teen, Author: Dadachum, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    the problem.” she said, trying to lure me into disagreeing with her. “Don't even dare, Jordan.” I said, waving my finger in a comical fashion. “Don't try to trick me into saying 'not all men' because that's a stupid and immature argument and I'm too smart for that.” “Are all men that smart?” … “Watch your damned Naruto.” Calling any given anime Naruto always managed to get on Jordan's nerves. 'Trash anime' she called it. She only watched the good, intelligent anime like the Cowboy Beep Boop and Kurosagawagi-something. She gave me the death stare, and I returned it by aggressively eating my cereal in silence. Then suddenly came a wave of dull, faint pain in the back of my head. I looked around, as if I heard a voice, and could almost see – or thought that I could see – Denise through the walls of our house, down the street, and through the walls of their house as well. It was weird, and the inside of my head tickled. The notion – the crazy notion – that I might have caused Denise to blow me the day before returned. And I wondered, might I have gotten some sort of ability? It sounded insane, I realized. But the prospect of mind control, it was just to tempting not to entertain just a little. I turned to Jordan. I would try and see if I could make her do anything. Nothing sexual, like with Denise. She was my sister, for crying out loud. I tried to send her the thought Raise the volume on the TV But nothing happened. My eyes were drawn towards her chest, and I lost myself ...
    watching how it rose and fell with each breath. She noticed, looked at me and said. “Bro, watch the TV instead, would you?” I looked her in the eyes, and as she looked into mine that thought repeated itself. Raise the volume She shrugged off the fact that I'd been ogling her boobs and reached for the remote. I felt a faint, but distinct, thumping in the back of my head. Eye contact. That was it. “Hey, Jordan.” I said. As she turned once more towards me, we locked eyes and as the guy with the fluffy hair on the TV fired a gun at some man with a bird, I sent her the thought: Put on something else My head roused a bit, as if I had just drunk something with a kick. But Jordan held on to the remote and changed the input from the DVD to TV. She browsed the channels for a while until she settled for a rerun of Twin Peaks. Jesus fucking Christ, I thought. I can control minds. Or at least make suggestions. I had no idea if I could make anyone think or believe certain things, but the stuff that had happened so far suddenly made sense. I got horny from talking to Denise the day before, and had somehow made her horny too. I had made a direct command, and Jordan had followed, not noticing that anything was off. This was amazing! But, what if I made someone do something that made zero sense? Like making a nun curse, or make a republican say something intelligent? Something they would simply never do. Would they brush it off? Would they try rationalize it? Would they think they were crazy? Or ...
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