Summary: mind control, incest, ff
An entrepreneur retires and moves in
with his daughter's family. Using a corporation he helped set up, he begins
having her friends mind-trained and having flagrant sex with them. Then he
sets his eyes on her ...
See No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn't be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now.
Legalese: All actors and actresses are over the age of consent. Proof of age is on file. Any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. This is all fantasy, and the actors are all professionals -- do not try any of this at home.
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Live well!
"So what restaurant are we going to tonight, Grandpa?"
"Chez Milsford."
"I haven't heard of that one."
Grant signalled to make a left hand turn. "It isn't a restaurant. A friend is preparing dinner for us tonight."
"Milsford? Miss Milsford is cooking us dinner?"
"Bingo."
"But, Grandpa, why would she do that? I mean, she's Mom's friend, not ours."
"Davy, do you remember when I got Caroline out of her bikini that day?"
David shook his head enthusiastically. "Boy, do I."
"A lot of women just want a man to tell them what to do. They need that to make them happy, and that's all it takes to make them happy -- the opportunity to serve their man."
"But how, Grandpa? I mean, I gotten to necking a few times, but I always strike out when I push it much farther. You just seem to ... I don't know. It just seems so easy for you."
"That's because I have a sixth sense about these ladies, Davy. I can tell which ones are ripe and ready to bloom. I'll teach you some day. Anyway, this Caroline was just so ripe she was ready to fall off the vine. I just satisfied her by giving her a few orders, and she was delighted to obey."
"You're really something, Grandpa."
Grant raised his chin and puffed his chest out. "Well, thank you, Grandson. You make me proud too."
They drove a few more minutes, then pulled into Sarah Milsford's driveway. Grant led David to the front door, then opened it with a key.
"Hi, honey, I'm home!" he called.
"Where'd you get the key, Grandpa?"
"I asked pretty miss schoolteacher for it, of course."
"And she gave you one?"
Grant just held the key up for David to see.
"Grant, no. This is absurd," Sarah said, coming out of the kitchen with a spatula in hand and wearing a beautiful black evening dress.
"How's my little tart?" Grand asked loudly, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
"Phltt! Stop that!" she said, pulling back. "This is all just out of the question. You will need to take David and leave! I won't put up with this."
"But, dear, you've already prepared a sumptuous feast for us."
Sarah looked down at the spatula in her hand, then back up at Grant. "Well, it will just have to go to waste. I will not put up with this."
"Has Caroline arrived yet?"
"Yes, and I think it's disgusting. You just talked about cooking dinner. That's all."
"Caroline!" Grant called. "Get that pretty little ass of yours out here!"
"I won't stand for it," Sarah said.
"Oh, Grant, I'm here!" Caroline said, throwing her arms up and pirouetting as she entered the room.
David swallowed hard. Caroline McLure had on a thin, black silk teddy. It wasn't transparent, but it clung to her figure so close that David's breath was taken away by the way her erect nipples poked the garment out.
"Davy ... hi!"
David swallowed hard again. "Uhm, hi, Miss McLure."
"Oh, call me Caroline," she breathed.
"Hi ... hi, Caroline."
"Caroline's your date tonight, David. Sort of my way of saying how proud I am of your schoolwork."
"My ... my date?"
"Mmmmm-hmmmm," Caroline said sweetly, nodding her head.
"Sarah, go run me a bath."
"Grant," she growled, "I said I was not going to put up with --"
"And I said to run me a bath! Now!"
Sarah glared at him a moment, then skulked to the back of the house.
"David, have a seat," Grant said, indicating the sofa. David sat down, still staring at Caroline. Grant sat beside him. "Dance for us, Caroline."
Caroline smiled, then began undulating her body, spinning slowly, shaking her ass for them.
"Fine piece of meat, wouldn't you say, David?"
"She is pretty, Grandpa."
"Tell her to take the strap off of one shoulder."
"Hungh?"
"These women aren't happy unless they are following our orders. Make the lady happy, give her a command."
"Uhm, could you ... would you please ... remove one strap, Miss McLure?"
"Davy," she sighed, pulling one strap off her shoulder and partway down her arm without breaking her dancing rhythm, "Anything."
"Wooowww ...."
"That was good, David. But you need to use a little more force. Make it a command, not a plea."
"I'm sorry, Grandpa."
"It's all right. It was your first time. But other ladies want to be really dominated. They're feisty and will put up a brief fight. You need to be strong enough to handle them or they'll be frustrated and get bitchy."
"Have to be strong," David repeated to himself.
"That's right. Now try it with the other strap."
"Caroline! Take the strap off the other arm. Now."
"Oooooh, Davy. Of course." She lowered the strap, then the only thing holding the teddy up was her breasts.
"Better, better," Grant commented.
"Caroline, slowly, slowly pull the top of the teddy down."
Grant nudged David with his elbow. "Good job. You learn quickly."
Caroline stopped dancing and smiled sweetly. She gripped the teddy at her navel and very slowly pulled it down. First one hard little nipple popped into view, then the other.
David heard a gasp and turned his head to see Sarah standing at the end of the hall, frowning angrilly.
"You!" Grant said, pointing to her as he stood. "Back to the bathroom now."
"But --!" she started, her fists balled up in anger.
"Go! We are going to give Davy a few minutes of privacy to practice what he's learned.
"With Mrs McLure?!" David asked, his stomach ready to burst with excitement.
"Enjoy, Davy," Grant said, "And remember to call her a whore when you're done with her. It will make her feel loved." Then he followed Sarah back up the hall.
"I guess I'm yours for the evening," Caroline said, pinching her nipples. "Oh, Davy, you don't know how hard I've longed for you."
"For me?!"
"Mmmmmm, yeah. Haven't you ever noticed how I prance and strut around to tease you? But I never thought this would happen. I never had the courage to ... to ask you to take me. And you never seemed interested enough."
"Interested?! Caroline, I've had fantasies about you for years!"
"Really?! Oh, that makes me so hot!! Make me do something, Davy, something nasty! Just give me an order!"
"Turn around and bend over."
"Oooooooh, I am so hot for you," she said as she complied and looked back over her shoulder at him.
"Now, slowly slide the teddy down off your butt."
She ran her tongue around her lips as she followed his order. "Don't you want to see my red pussy?" she asked innocently when she was done. "It surely wants to see you ...."
"Show me ..." David swallowed. "Show me your red pussy."
Caroline grinned nastily, stood, and turned around, tugging gently on her pubic hair. "See? Real red hair."
"You have such ... such a pretty pussy, Caroline." His eyes were glued there.
"Oh, thank you!" she giggled. "Make me do something. Make me shove my fingers up my cunt."
"Shove ... your fingers up your cunt, Caroline."
"Oh, very well," she sighed. "I'd rather it be your enourmous prick, but these will have to do ...." She lightly fingered her clit, then inserted three fingers into herself. Soon, she began moaning. "Oh, please, let me cum. I am getting so horny, Davy."
"Get on your knees and crawl over here, Caroline."
Caroline looked up and slowly focussed her eyes, then grinned. "Oh, yeah!" She sank to her hands and knees and crawled toward David, maintaining eye contact.
David was breathing deeply. "Now stand up." When she had, he reached up with both hands and cupped her tits, then began kneading them.
"Oh, yeah ...," she sighed.
David slowly lowered his hands down to her waist, then behind her to cup her buttocks. He pulled her pelvis forward and leaned over to kiss her cunt.
"Oh, Master, yes, do me," Caroline sighed.
"'Master'?"
"Oh, Davy, just fuck me! Just fuck me now! You've got me so hot I can't take it anymore. I've gotta cum!"
"Then cum," he said and leaned in to lick her clitoris.
"Oooohhhh!!!"
David licked her clit again.
"Ahgahd! Oh!!!"
He her felt her hands on the back of his head, pulling his face into her groin.
"Aaaghhh! I'm cuuuummmmmiing!!!"
Her hips began bucking back and forth, mashing and rubbing David's face in her soaking pussy.
David managed to keep his tongue up her slit most of the time, drinking the juices that gushed out of her. Finally, she calmed down, sinking to the floor in exhaustion.
"Oh, fuck!" she said. "Davy, that was the best goddam lay of my life!"
David remembered what his grandfather had told him. "You are one nasty fucking whore, Caroline."
"Oh! Baby! I am. Just for you, I'll be anything. But you haven't gotten off yet! Let me suck you off. Let me drink from you like you drank from me!" She reached up in Davy's lap and unzipped him, then pulled his pants down. His prick sprang up tall at her. "Ooooohhhh ... that looks scrumptious!" She wrapped her lips around it and ran her tongue about the hood.
"Oh, fuck!" Davy gasped, his ass rising up off the pillow.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline moaned as her head began bobbing up and down.
Within moments, David was gasping and bucking as he spurted semen into Caroline's mouth. As finished the orgasm and sank back into the pillows of the sofa, Caroline opened her mouth to show him his cum all over her tongue. She shut her mouth and swallowed, smiling, then opened her mouth again to show it was all gone.
"Any time you want to stick it in me, I'll spread my legs for you, baby," she offered.
David just smiled. A movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention, and he looked over at the hall to see Grandpa and Sarah walk out and stand. "That sounded like a good one," Grant said.
David stared at Sarah. Instead of her evening gown, she was now wearing a man's long sleeve shirt, her cunt just visible below the tails. Her hair was slightly mussed, and suddenly David knew what was meant by the expression "that just-fucked look."
"Grant, the boy is staring at me!" she whined as she fidgetted.
"As is his right. Now go get dinner on the table."
Sarah ground her teeth, but headed off towards the kitchen.
David stood and walked over to his grandfather. "You ... and her ... you two just ...."
"Of course! I'm a Blaine, aren't I?"
"But she was so ... hostile to you earlier."
"That filly just has a little more spirit than girls like Caroline, that's all. It takes a real man to tame her. But you show trememdous promise, lad. Soon, you'll be riding her, too."
"Miss Milsford?!"
"You saw how Caroline reacted, didn't you?"
David looked over at the redhead, laying on the sofa, stroking her cunt slowly. "Could ... could I try a little tonight, Grandpa?"
Grant threw his arm about the boy's shoulder and playfully shook him. "That's my boy! A true Blaine! You go right ahead!"
"Sarah, get out here now!" David barked.
"What the hell?!" Sarah demanded, emerging from the kitchen.
"Get over here."
"Now, see here!" she said as she approached him.
"Take off the shirt."
"David Blaine! You behave yourself!"
"I told you to take off the shirt, woman."
"David! No!" But her hands moved up and began unbuttoning the top buttons.
"That's my girl."
"David! Stop it!"
"Sway your hips around as you do it."
"David!" But she did as she was told. After a moment, she had all the buttons unfastened.
"Let the shirt fall to the floor," he whispered.
"David! You behave yourself!" she insisted as she pushed the shirt back off her shoulders and let it drop. "Now see what you've done?! You're my best friend's son, and you've got me standing here naked in front of you! David, stop staring at my pussy!!"
David stepped towards her hand put his hands on her hips.
Her eyes grew wide. "David! Don't do this! You behave yourself!" She looked down and saw his prick stiff at attention for her. "David!" she screeched. "You behave yourself!"
He touched the tip of his cock against her slit.
"Dooooooon't."
He moved his hips slightly side to side to gently rub his cockhead against her outer lips.
"Oh, please dooooon't ...." She shut her eyes and leaned her head back. "Oh, please don't tease me."
"Tell me what you want."
"Oh, you nasty boy. I want you to stop."
"Very well." He started to take a step back.
Her eyes sprung open. "No! No, don't. Do it, please, David. Do me. Poke me. Pleeeeaaase?"
David smiled widely. "Okay. Here I go, and here you cum!" He pushed forward into her snatch.
"Oh, fuck, not agaaaiiinn!!!!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and began wriggling her hips, gasping and groaning loudly.
David found himself cumming too, the gyrations of her hips just too much for him.
Grant slapped David lightly on the back when both David's and Sarah's orgasms had subsided. "Good job!"
Sarah pulled off David's prick and harumphed. "You two are assholes. Do you know that?" Then she stormed off, still naked, into the kitchen to finish getting dinner on the table.