Hey guys,
Sorry for another delay. I haven't been extremely motivated to write. This may well be the regular time between stories, just bear with me. Any suggestions for future installments are greatly appreciated.
Hope this part is up to scratch.
Cheers
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It was the school holidays, and about a month had passed since my last use of the remote. I had been having fairly regular consensual sex with the subjects I had influenced.
I glanced down at my phone hoping to see a new message from Dana, but to no avail there was none. I continued throwing a tennis ball against the wall of my room as I waited. During the month that had passed Dana and I saw less and less of each other, so we arranged to spend the week together. We planned the week around Caleb; he was going away to a sports camp on Friday morning and returning home on the next Saturday. I had already given the backstory to my parents and they were fully expecting me to be spending the week with him, what they weren't expecting is that I would more than likely be fucking his mother all week.
I thought about all that I had learnt about the remote: I learnt that with only one use of the remote on a subject they would retain their breast features but wouldn't really keep their horniness towards me. Sasha, who was my most recent subject, had barely made eye contact with me the next time she stayed over. But with two or three uses the subject completely kept their horniness towards me, Beth for example was a staple in my sex life. I also noticed that the subject who was influenced only seemed to feel desire towards the first person they saw, this being the case with most of the girls volleyball team.
*BUZZ* my phone vibrated.
"He's gone, come over." Were the words I read before nearly sprinting out the door with my bag full of clothes.
I lazily offered some goodbyes as I hurried out the front door, eager to get to the awaiting MILF that lived around the block.
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I rang the doorbell to Dana's house and waited for a reply.
"Who is it?" Dana's sweet voice called out.
"It's Bill." I sent back
"Ah, just who I was expecting." She said whilst opening the door.
As the door opened, I nearly had a heart attack. Dana was standing before me with nothing but an apron and a pair of black high heels on.
"Hi..." she cut me off before I could finish by wrapping her arms around my neck and jamming her tongue into down my throat.
We kissed passionately for a few moments before Dana offered. "I was just doing some cooking would you like to join me?"
"Absolutely." I smiled.
She turned around gesturing for me to follow her inside; it was only with her back to me that I realized how little she was actually wearing. No panties. No bra. Nothing. Her firm ass swayed as she strolled inside.
I eventually found my way into the kitchen, discovering another shell-shocking sight. Dana had her legs locked back and was bent over the kitchen bench while she was pondering something.
"What are you making?" I questioned her.
"Well, I was making fudge, but I think the batter needs more milk." She replied, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "But I'm all out. What should I do?" She grinned cheekily.
I swallowed hard at the realization of what she was thinking.
"We could always make some." She winked while groping her own chest.
"Yes we could" was all I could get out as I moved towards her and reached for the tie to her apron.
In a few seconds Dana was completely naked. She had discarded the loose hanging apron and her high heels. I drank in the sight of her body; she still took my breath away. I picked her up by her thighs and gently placed her on the bench. Quickly I began kissing her nipple. And perhaps even more quickly they began spurting warm milk. That didn't take long. It had to have had something to do with me not seeing her for a while because her jugs were nearly full to the brim; it took very little effort to get them going. I reached for the bowl with the chocolaty batter in it and aimed her tits towards it, slowly adding milk to the mixture.