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Malpractice Chapter 2: Practice with My Sister

Date: 11/3/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Incest, Male/Female, Male/Teen Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Teen, Author: Dadachum, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

could I make people think what I wanted them to think? I just realized, that maybe Denise was being torn up about the blowjob she'd gave me. She probably wouldn't have done that in any other circumstance; how was she supposed to make sense out of that? Maybe she would come to the conclusion that it 'just happened', like you sometime see in the movies. (Mostly due to bad writing.) I had to find out. But not now. I was just done with my cereal. As I went to brush my teeth, I got to thinking. If I could change the way people feel, think and behave, that is, complete mind control, would I abuse that power? I'd often thought about whether I'd be a superhero or a super villain as a kid. Perhaps now that question had actually become relevant. I finished brushing my teeth, and decided I was going to conduct one more experiment on Jordan. I would try and see, if I could change her opinion on something – something trivial – using my ability. I went back to living room and sat down next to her. “Hey, Jordan.” “What?” she said, not paying much attention. Agent Cooper on the TV was sitting around a fireplace with the fat guy from Stargate SG-1, talking about I don't know what. I never followed Twin Peaks. “You like this show?” “I guess.” she said and gave me a glance, and then seemed unable to turn away as long as I looked at her. “Been so long since I watched it. I liked the first season, but then it just got weird, I think.” You don't care for it at all “Or, when I think about it. It ... really hasn't aged very well. Not my thing.” I wasn't quite satisfied. Could have just been her working it out on her own. I decided to be bit drastic. Just this once. You like it when I see your breasts “But hey, Matt.” she said as if just continuing with the conversation. “Seeing as no one else is here...” “Yeah, what?” I played at being coy but on the inside I was freaking out because this might actually be working! “Well... I...” she trailed off. Was she nervous? I could only guess how she as a person dealt with any given suggestion I gave her. I decided to give her an indirect hand. I started to stare at her big breasts as obviously as I could. This was getting weird, but I'd be lying if I said it wasn't strangely exciting. “I, um, noticed you were looking at... these.” she said, grabbing her boobs. A part of me was screaming 'Stop it! Get out!' but another part of me was so deeply fascinated with the endless possibilities, that I just couldn't help myself. Now, Jordan was starting to massage her breasts through her shirt, and soon took the whole thing straight off, revealing her voluptuous bust completely free from any bra. She looked at me the whole time, with a shy smile. “What do you think?” she asked me. “Do you like my tits?” “Yeah, I do.” I answered, wondering how far I had the conscience to take this. I sent her another suggestion. “Do you want to touch them?” “Sure, sis.” I grabbed hold of one of the luscious mounds of flesh and squeezed it, teasing the nipple ...