A Night at the Movies
A Night at the Movies
The ability to manipulate minds came to me with difficulty. Years of
self-discipline and experimentation passed before I had the first hint of
control, but after I knew I was on the right track, the advances came at
significantly faster rate.
My passion for control started at age 13. Yes, for the obvious reasons. I
desperately wanted the body of Kerri Phipps, the girl who sat in front of
me in 7th Grade History. I remember her tight gray stretch pants very well.
She didn't have much for a chest (as far as I could tell - baggy
sweatshirts were too fashionable back then), but her calves were strong,
her legs were just a little plump, and Christ was her little ass round.
To this day, I
The ability to manipulate minds came to me with difficulty. Years of
self-discipline and experimentation passed before I had the first hint of
control, but after I knew I was on the right track, the advances came at
significantly faster rate.
My passion for control started at age 13. Yes, for the obvious reasons. I
desperately wanted the body of Kerri Phipps, the girl who sat in front of
me in 7th Grade History. I remember her tight gray stretch pants very well.
She didn't have much for a chest (as far as I could tell - baggy
sweatshirts were too fashionable back then), but her calves were strong,
her legs were just a little plump, and Christ was her little ass round.
To this day, I
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can't remember her face. I'm sure it was young and clean,
and I remember her hair was strawberry blonde and pageboy short. My
clearest memory was the way she slept through every class. She rested her
head on her arms and books and thrust her ass through the open space
between the seat and back of her chair. I can't tell you how many times I
dropped a pen, book or anything, just to crouch under and get a good look.
I could even occasionally cop a quick feel, as if my knee had accidentally
brushed against her.
When I wasn't acting like a 13-year old pervert, I was definitely thinking
like one. I thought maybe, just maybe if I concentrated hard enough, I
could mentally "suggest" she stick her ass out just a little bit farther.
By coincidence, once in a great while she'd do as I "suggested." Not often
enough for me to think I was really controlling her, but enough that my
appetite was whetted.
Junior High passed, as did High School with about as much sexual adventure
as your average Teenage Male. I had been practicing, concentrating, and
studying my craft daily, but with little to show for it. The incidence of
minor victories - a cheerleader "accidentally" dropping a book and bending
over a little to far for modesty; the class goddess suddenly deciding to do
the breast stroke when she knew I was right behind her doing the much
faster Australian crawl; and the suddenly numb butts in a crowed locker
hallway - happened rarely, but I knew I had something going.
It was just before High School graduation day when it fell into place. I
was not going to graduate. My classic bitch English teacher wasn't going to
pass me. I walked into her room at lunch, and talked with her briefly,
acting like any other student begging for his life. All the while I ran off
at the mouth and she graded our final papers. When I saw she came to mine,
I bent all my will on her mind to give me an A. I could feel her will budge
but her hand started to mark a C on my paper. A C wouldn't have let me
graduate, and in a rage I concentrated on her pen. Slowly, her hand stopped
the curve of a C and make the sharp lines of an A.
Mind Control was mine - but now with a bonus. I had telekinesis. It took
more work and experimentation, but in two years, full power was mine and I
could have whatever I wanted.
Just last weekend I went to a 10:00pm showing of the latest Jim Carey flick. In the parking lot, I spotted a very sexy little piece, and mentally
suggested she and her party buy tickets for my movie. No problem.
In the theater, a moderate crowd moved mostly to the front by my suggestion
and I stayed buried in darkness in the back.
I watched for my prey. There she was. A sweet little beach bunny came in
with her mother and slightly older brother. She couldn't have been more
than 14 and tight as could be. Her legs were tanned, curvy and firm, and
her ass was struggling with white shorts she'd probably had since she was
9. Her tits were the cutest ripe little cones perking out of a light blue
tank top. A very edible girl.
This was easy. Five minutes into the film I reached across ten rows with my
mind and ever so gently began tickling her pussy and pinching her nipples.
Just light pressure... not enough that she'd notice at first. I worked her
up slowly, even putting the faintest rub on her tight little asshole. In
few minutes I was having fun seeing her silhouette squirm in her seat, but
soon was time for the real show.
For the first time, I entered her mind.
Carrie was her name... A virgin... Oh God.... she was just 15 and ready to
cream her shorts! I probed memories at found her pretty sexually innocent.
At the moment she was embarrassed at her sudden horniness and a little
scared. What was happening to her? She felt so gooood... but her mom was
starting to look at her funny.
I could sense her brother start to notice Carrie's aroused squirming too. I
liked him already. He had quite an imagination concerning all the things he
wanted to do to his little sister.
Not just yet Sonny!, I thought and commanded to him. But when she's home
tonight, she'll be your private little plaything. I just need to break her
in first..
I called to Carrie's mind.... Come sit in the back... Your mom won't notice.
Indeed she wouldn't. With my help, Mom would forget she even had a daughter
until I got through with the nubile 15 year old. Carrie followed my command
and quickly came to sit next to me.
I had made sure no one would disturb us. Jim Carey would be particularly
watchable tonight. Anybody who had to, would piss in their seats before
they went to the bathroom.
Carrie was practically out of breath from arousal. My eyes had adjusted
well to the dark, and I looked down at her thighs rubbing against each
other in sexual agony. My telekinesis was basically on autopilot now, and
she was pretty close to cumming.
How did a 15 year old ever get legs that shapely? She was already shaving
them too. Her little face was an angel's... bright blue eyes and a button
nose, and delicious overbite. I ran my hands over her smooth thighs and
she gasped. She hadn't noticed me yet.
"What are you doooing?" she asked dreamily. My hands had spread her legs
far apart now, each one draped over an armrest. Very firm, very smooth,
very young!
"Why, I'm just going to play with you for a while little honey." I said. My
own breathing was ragged as I pulled her little tank top over her head. No
bra. Tanlines. The pinkest little nipples and the taste of butter. Carrie
was frozen, but her mind was still a little self aware.
"My Mom wouldn't.... this... whatareyou.... nooo....."
"Shut up little thing. You're mine for a while." I stood up and faced her.
I'm a tall guy, but this little teen was just the right height as sat in
the movie chair. My hands grabbed either side of her head, I opened her
mouth with my mind, and slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet
mouth. She sucked and bobbed as best she could, but I wanted more. I
suppressed her gag reflex and stroked her little ass with a dose of the TK.
With handfulls of sun-bleached blonde hair, I thrust my cock all the way
down her throat and forced her nose into my abdomen.
Ohh... this was fantastic! My cock had completely disappeared into Carrie's
little angel face. I tilted her head a bit so I could see her throat
engorge as my cock raped her mouth, in and out. Her eyes looked up at me as
a slave trying desperately to please her master, but at the same time
scared to death, because part of her was aware what was happening to her. I
wish I could say I fucked that underage mouth for hours, but she was too
much for me after just a few dozen trusts.
For the last time, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, ever so slowly. The
saliva glistened in the dark as I grabbed my cock with my right hand, and
held her head pulled back fast with my left. Her chin thrust up toward me,
and her lips were parted open as I stroked my tool faster. With grunts of
my own, the first rope of come splashed the little blonde on the cheek and
ran into her eye. More cum shot into a nostril, over her tongue, down her
throat and even more splashed all over her lips. This fifteen year old sex
toy had been blessed with the best face bath I'd managed all week. She
involuntarily moved to wipe her face off, but I stopped her before she
could ruin the image.
This scared, pretty face gleamed with cum reflecting the light from the
move screen. Even in the dark, I could see the peach-golden skin of her
young face blush with the shame and heat of the act. It looked so good, but
now I had to upset the image myself. You see, I was still as hard as
Gibraltar, and had not yet used this girl for the purpose I drew her to.
It was that ass, you see. Those tight, short white shorts had caught my
attention in the parking lot and was the whole reason I had drawn her to
me. Cum still dripping off her face, I pulled her up and traded places
with her. Now I sat in the chair and ran my hands over her cotton-clad ass.
"Take your shorts off you little cock-tease," I commanded.
Her hands moved to her waistband and started to unbutton, but she paused.
"What are.... what... nooo...," she whimpered.
"Are you scared little Carrie?," I cooed as my finger moved under her
shorts, caressing the sweetest thing in this world.
"Uh huh"
"Good dear. Now SHUT UP, take off your shorts and bend over the seat in
front of you." A mental command reinforced with a verbal command reinforced
with a TK push was too much for this girl's last vain resistance. The
shorts went down, and she buried her head in the seat in front, so far that
her feet no longer touched the ground.
This poor girl was putty to me. I'd have to remember to give some semblance
of self control back to her. Boy, was her older brother in for a treat when
the family got home tonight!
Faced with spread pink rose petals of 15 year old pussy, and a puckered
pinkish-brown asshole. I did what had to be done and buried my face in the
teen's glory. Each hand massaged a globe of ass flesh as I fucked Carrie
with my tongue - first gently in her pussy, and then roughly around the
ring of her asshole. I wished I had another set of hands to rub up and down
the inside of her soft young thighs, but I just had to concentrate on that
peachy ass!
My tongue and mental commands had loosened the girl's asshole (I didn't
want to damage her too much, I wanted to leave some fun for her brother)
enough for the final round of fun. I stood up, cock at the ready, and
slipped that meat into the young girl's ass. Her ass almost hurt my cock,
it was so tight.
This was one of those tight asses you see bouncing along the beach in
summertime. A little fifteen-year-old slut in training who knows she's
driving the old guys nuts, but doesn't know the depravity they're really
considering. This underage beach bunny, Carrie, had just found out.
There I was, banging a beach-bunny cock tease in her tight little virgin
ass, in the back of a crowded movie theater. I had started slowly, but she
had loosened up just enough that I picked up the pace. Those globes of tush
sucked my cock in tight. It was a struggle just to pull out far enough so I
could be sucked back into that virgin ass. I kept up the raping ream, and
decided to have a little more fun. I removed the last SHUT UP command I had
given the girl.
"Uhhhhuhhhh... ohhh. huh...huh.. hellp.. god....." she kept whimpering.
"buhhh... my butttt....... what are you...... my aaaassssssss....." I kept
up the pace, fucking that little butt as it would never be fucked again -
for the first time. Carrie kept up the cries, and I decided to turn up the
pleasure for her. I entered her mind again, and threw a few switches. I set
her on the road to a shuddering orgasm, with a twist - she'd never be able
to come again without a dick up her tight backdoor.
"My AAASSSSSS!!!! Oh God You're fucking my ASSSSSS. I'm just a little
girl, and you're fucking my butt!!!!" (OK, so I implanted a few words.) Not
one member of the audience turned around, but I'm sure I inspired a few wet
dreams for later. Carrie was trashing around on her own now. "Oh God please
fuck it.... don't stop raping my little ass!" Carrie was rubbing her face
now, groping for any of my cum that hadn't yet dried up, and shoving it
into her mouth.
I needed more room to fuck this little girl. I reached an arm around her
and picked her up, my cock still ensconced in her rump.
"No!!!!!" she screamed, "please..... don't stop fucking my little ass!!"
I carried her into the aisle and obliged her. I tossed her face down on the
floor, so she could taste the milk-duds, and rode her ass like a little
pony. Carrie banged her fists and kicked her feet as I rammed into her
butt. The 15-year old screamed a final time in massive orgasms as I shot my
load deep in to her rectum.
Panting, I stood up on weak legs and commanded Carrie to clean off my cock
with her mouth. I wiped off the saliva first on her hair, and then on her
cute little tits. After a quick little spank, I commanded her to get her
clothes and clean herself up. I dressed myself, released my restraining
command on the audience and walked out of the theater.
Thankfully, I had remembered to grab Carrie's address from her mind. I
would visit her again someday. Now that she was so pliable, I was curious
what fun her brother would have.
To Be Continued???
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and I remember her hair was strawberry blonde and pageboy short. My
clearest memory was the way she slept through every class. She rested her
head on her arms and books and thrust her ass through the open space
between the seat and back of her chair. I can't tell you how many times I
dropped a pen, book or anything, just to crouch under and get a good look.
I could even occasionally cop a quick feel, as if my knee had accidentally
brushed against her.
When I wasn't acting like a 13-year old pervert, I was definitely thinking
like one. I thought maybe, just maybe if I concentrated hard enough, I
could mentally "suggest" she stick her ass out just a little bit farther.
By coincidence, once in a great while she'd do as I "suggested." Not often
enough for me to think I was really controlling her, but enough that my
appetite was whetted.
Junior High passed, as did High School with about as much sexual adventure
as your average Teenage Male. I had been practicing, concentrating, and
studying my craft daily, but with little to show for it. The incidence of
minor victories - a cheerleader "accidentally" dropping a book and bending
over a little to far for modesty; the class goddess suddenly deciding to do
the breast stroke when she knew I was right behind her doing the much
faster Australian crawl; and the suddenly numb butts in a crowed locker
hallway - happened rarely, but I knew I had something going.
It was just before High School graduation day when it fell into place. I
was not going to graduate. My classic bitch English teacher wasn't going to
pass me. I walked into her room at lunch, and talked with her briefly,
acting like any other student begging for his life. All the while I ran off
at the mouth and she graded our final papers. When I saw she came to mine,
I bent all my will on her mind to give me an A. I could feel her will budge
but her hand started to mark a C on my paper. A C wouldn't have let me
graduate, and in a rage I concentrated on her pen. Slowly, her hand stopped
the curve of a C and make the sharp lines of an A.
Mind Control was mine - but now with a bonus. I had telekinesis. It took
more work and experimentation, but in two years, full power was mine and I
could have whatever I wanted.
Just last weekend I went to a 10:00pm showing of the latest Jim Carey flick. In the parking lot, I spotted a very sexy little piece, and mentally
suggested she and her party buy tickets for my movie. No problem.
In the theater, a moderate crowd moved mostly to the front by my suggestion
and I stayed buried in darkness in the back.
I watched for my prey. There she was. A sweet little beach bunny came in
with her mother and slightly older brother. She couldn't have been more
than 14 and tight as could be. Her legs were tanned, curvy and firm, and
her ass was struggling with white shorts she'd probably had since she was
9. Her tits were the cutest ripe little cones perking out of a light blue
tank top. A very edible girl.
This was easy. Five minutes into the film I reached across ten rows with my
mind and ever so gently began tickling her pussy and pinching her nipples.
Just light pressure... not enough that she'd notice at first. I worked her
up slowly, even putting the faintest rub on her tight little asshole. In
few minutes I was having fun seeing her silhouette squirm in her seat, but
soon was time for the real show.
For the first time, I entered her mind.
Carrie was her name... A virgin... Oh God.... she was just 15 and ready to
cream her shorts! I probed memories at found her pretty sexually innocent.
At the moment she was embarrassed at her sudden horniness and a little
scared. What was happening to her? She felt so gooood... but her mom was
starting to look at her funny.
I could sense her brother start to notice Carrie's aroused squirming too. I
liked him already. He had quite an imagination concerning all the things he
wanted to do to his little sister.
Not just yet Sonny!, I thought and commanded to him. But when she's home
tonight, she'll be your private little plaything. I just need to break her
in first..
I called to Carrie's mind.... Come sit in the back... Your mom won't notice.
Indeed she wouldn't. With my help, Mom would forget she even had a daughter
until I got through with the nubile 15 year old. Carrie followed my command
and quickly came to sit next to me.
I had made sure no one would disturb us. Jim Carey would be particularly
watchable tonight. Anybody who had to, would piss in their seats before
they went to the bathroom.
Carrie was practically out of breath from arousal. My eyes had adjusted
well to the dark, and I looked down at her thighs rubbing against each
other in sexual agony. My telekinesis was basically on autopilot now, and
she was pretty close to cumming.
How did a 15 year old ever get legs that shapely? She was already shaving
them too. Her little face was an angel's... bright blue eyes and a button
nose, and delicious overbite. I ran my hands over her smooth thighs and
she gasped. She hadn't noticed me yet.
"What are you doooing?" she asked dreamily. My hands had spread her legs
far apart now, each one draped over an armrest. Very firm, very smooth,
very young!
"Why, I'm just going to play with you for a while little honey." I said. My
own breathing was ragged as I pulled her little tank top over her head. No
bra. Tanlines. The pinkest little nipples and the taste of butter. Carrie
was frozen, but her mind was still a little self aware.
"My Mom wouldn't.... this... whatareyou.... nooo....."
"Shut up little thing. You're mine for a while." I stood up and faced her.
I'm a tall guy, but this little teen was just the right height as sat in
the movie chair. My hands grabbed either side of her head, I opened her
mouth with my mind, and slipped the head of my cock into her warm, wet
mouth. She sucked and bobbed as best she could, but I wanted more. I
suppressed her gag reflex and stroked her little ass with a dose of the TK.
With handfulls of sun-bleached blonde hair, I thrust my cock all the way
down her throat and forced her nose into my abdomen.
Ohh... this was fantastic! My cock had completely disappeared into Carrie's
little angel face. I tilted her head a bit so I could see her throat
engorge as my cock raped her mouth, in and out. Her eyes looked up at me as
a slave trying desperately to please her master, but at the same time
scared to death, because part of her was aware what was happening to her. I
wish I could say I fucked that underage mouth for hours, but she was too
much for me after just a few dozen trusts.
For the last time, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, ever so slowly. The
saliva glistened in the dark as I grabbed my cock with my right hand, and
held her head pulled back fast with my left. Her chin thrust up toward me,
and her lips were parted open as I stroked my tool faster. With grunts of
my own, the first rope of come splashed the little blonde on the cheek and
ran into her eye. More cum shot into a nostril, over her tongue, down her
throat and even more splashed all over her lips. This fifteen year old sex
toy had been blessed with the best face bath I'd managed all week. She
involuntarily moved to wipe her face off, but I stopped her before she
could ruin the image.
This scared, pretty face gleamed with cum reflecting the light from the
move screen. Even in the dark, I could see the peach-golden skin of her
young face blush with the shame and heat of the act. It looked so good, but
now I had to upset the image myself. You see, I was still as hard as
Gibraltar, and had not yet used this girl for the purpose I drew her to.
It was that ass, you see. Those tight, short white shorts had caught my
attention in the parking lot and was the whole reason I had drawn her to
me. Cum still dripping off her face, I pulled her up and traded places
with her. Now I sat in the chair and ran my hands over her cotton-clad ass.
"Take your shorts off you little cock-tease," I commanded.
Her hands moved to her waistband and started to unbutton, but she paused.
"What are.... what... nooo...," she whimpered.
"Are you scared little Carrie?," I cooed as my finger moved under her
shorts, caressing the sweetest thing in this world.
"Uh huh"
"Good dear. Now SHUT UP, take off your shorts and bend over the seat in
front of you." A mental command reinforced with a verbal command reinforced
with a TK push was too much for this girl's last vain resistance. The
shorts went down, and she buried her head in the seat in front, so far that
her feet no longer touched the ground.
This poor girl was putty to me. I'd have to remember to give some semblance
of self control back to her. Boy, was her older brother in for a treat when
the family got home tonight!
Faced with spread pink rose petals of 15 year old pussy, and a puckered
pinkish-brown asshole. I did what had to be done and buried my face in the
teen's glory. Each hand massaged a globe of ass flesh as I fucked Carrie
with my tongue - first gently in her pussy, and then roughly around the
ring of her asshole. I wished I had another set of hands to rub up and down
the inside of her soft young thighs, but I just had to concentrate on that
peachy ass!
My tongue and mental commands had loosened the girl's asshole (I didn't
want to damage her too much, I wanted to leave some fun for her brother)
enough for the final round of fun. I stood up, cock at the ready, and
slipped that meat into the young girl's ass. Her ass almost hurt my cock,
it was so tight.
This was one of those tight asses you see bouncing along the beach in
summertime. A little fifteen-year-old slut in training who knows she's
driving the old guys nuts, but doesn't know the depravity they're really
considering. This underage beach bunny, Carrie, had just found out.
There I was, banging a beach-bunny cock tease in her tight little virgin
ass, in the back of a crowded movie theater. I had started slowly, but she
had loosened up just enough that I picked up the pace. Those globes of tush
sucked my cock in tight. It was a struggle just to pull out far enough so I
could be sucked back into that virgin ass. I kept up the raping ream, and
decided to have a little more fun. I removed the last SHUT UP command I had
given the girl.
"Uhhhhuhhhh... ohhh. huh...huh.. hellp.. god....." she kept whimpering.
"buhhh... my butttt....... what are you...... my aaaassssssss....." I kept
up the pace, fucking that little butt as it would never be fucked again -
for the first time. Carrie kept up the cries, and I decided to turn up the
pleasure for her. I entered her mind again, and threw a few switches. I set
her on the road to a shuddering orgasm, with a twist - she'd never be able
to come again without a dick up her tight backdoor.
"My AAASSSSSS!!!! Oh God You're fucking my ASSSSSS. I'm just a little
girl, and you're fucking my butt!!!!" (OK, so I implanted a few words.) Not
one member of the audience turned around, but I'm sure I inspired a few wet
dreams for later. Carrie was trashing around on her own now. "Oh God please
fuck it.... don't stop raping my little ass!" Carrie was rubbing her face
now, groping for any of my cum that hadn't yet dried up, and shoving it
into her mouth.
I needed more room to fuck this little girl. I reached an arm around her
and picked her up, my cock still ensconced in her rump.
"No!!!!!" she screamed, "please..... don't stop fucking my little ass!!"
I carried her into the aisle and obliged her. I tossed her face down on the
floor, so she could taste the milk-duds, and rode her ass like a little
pony. Carrie banged her fists and kicked her feet as I rammed into her
butt. The 15-year old screamed a final time in massive orgasms as I shot my
load deep in to her rectum.
Panting, I stood up on weak legs and commanded Carrie to clean off my cock
with her mouth. I wiped off the saliva first on her hair, and then on her
cute little tits. After a quick little spank, I commanded her to get her
clothes and clean herself up. I dressed myself, released my restraining
command on the audience and walked out of the theater.
Thankfully, I had remembered to grab Carrie's address from her mind. I
would visit her again someday. Now that she was so pliable, I was curious
what fun her brother would have.
To Be Continued???
Let me know what you think of this story. More on the way!
Posted by: chasendragons
E-mail: chasendragons@yahoo.com
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