This is the third story in the series of Puppet Master. For details on how his strange power developed and was cultivated and used by him, see "Puppet Master" and "Puppet Master & the Lesbians."
Keith O'Brien, who thought of himself as Puppet Master, spent most of his time in his luxury condo, because anything he wanted would be brought to him. However, from time to time, he had a need to go out for a business consultation with his stockbroker or to run personal errands, and one day last week was one of those times. After finishing what needed to be done, he decided to stop for lunch in a Hooters Café that was near his building.
The chain of restaurants has a reputation for hiring buxom waitresses, and that was one of the reasons Keith happened to choose one of them. He had always preferred women with extra large breasts. As a youth, when he decided upon a girl to play "Doctor" with him, it was always the most bosomy of all those who were available, and all girls were available, once his powers had been perfected. The sex partners he selected for himself from the city's female population were almost always blessed with large breasts, and he always made sure they were 100% natural. He happened to be in a position to indulge his wants, and he took advantage of it.
He sat at a table in the restaurant, and one of the first things he noticed was a waitress who had one of the most magnificent racks he had ever seen. She was tall, and carried herself well, which was good, for otherwise she would have been too top-heavy to walk. Disbelieving, he probed her mind and learned her huge breasts were completely real, with not a drop of silicone. Besides her enticing bosom and curvaceous ass, she had a very pretty face, with dark brown hair cascading to her shoulders, a clear, creamy complexion and a vivacious smile. After probing her mind for more personal details about her, Keith decided that Gina, which was the young woman's name, would join him in his condo for sex after she got off work.
The decision to select her, rather than one of the other alluring young women, was quite an easy one. She was unattached, having broken up with her boy friend a week before, and was not expected anywhere until her shift started the next morning. She was not a virgin and was using birth control pills and was free of AIDS or any kind of STD, as far as she knew, and there was no reason for Keith to believe there was anything she didn't know about.
To be absolutely safe, he was always careful to use a condom anyhow, because he didn't want any of his DNA around and didn't want to leave any clue of his existence that might lead to knowledge of his mysterious powers. Keith had nothing to do with her in the restaurant, making sure she was not his waitress, and he imbedded in her mind a strong desire, almost a need to join him in his condo after she got off work. Having done that, Keith went home and prepared for his date with the young beauty.
At seven PM, which was the time Keith knew she got off work, he sent his mind out to Hooters and took control of Gina's. Through her eyes, he watched as she said goodnight to her co-workers and walked out the door. There was no need for him to guide her, because the address and the three block route had been included in the details he had implanted earlier. That information and anything else he did with her mind would be erased after they were through with their sexual escapade.
He kept his mind with her because Puppet Master wanted to make certain nothing happened to delay her. Any friend who might have wanted to engage her in conversation would have been easily deterred by exercising a tendril of his mind, but that turned out to be not necessary. Ten minutes after leaving the restaurant, Gina was in front of his door and through her eyes, Keith watched her hand as she reached out and rang the doorbell.
He pressed the button that opened the front door to the building and watched the progress of the bosomy woman as she walked over to the express elevator and called for it. A minute later, the door to the cab slid open and she stepped into the hallway just outside the plush condo that Keith called home. He was waiting in the open doorway and, after she entered and he closed and locked the door behind them, he greeted his guest, whose mind thought of them as lovers who shared the condo.
"Hi, Gina," he greeted her. "How was your day?"
"Busy and tiring. I'm sure glad to get home with you."
Keith let her know how much he shared her happiness when he embraced her and kissed her pretty lips. Gina's big, soft breasts felt even batter against his chest than they had looked in the restaurant, but Keith wanted to get even closer to them. He ended the kiss, unbuttoned her blouse and reached inside to take one of the lovely twins in either hand.
While fondling them, he tweaked the urges he had earlier implanted in Gina's mind so that she would unfasten her bra, letting him feel their naturalness. She reached behind her back and, seconds later, the unwanted barrier dropped to the floor, and there was nothing to interfere with his gently fondling and squeezing her vibrant breasts. With both his hands still full, he leaned forward to lick first one, then the other of her dark pink nipples. Straightening up briefly, he peeled the blouse all the way off and tossed it onto a nearby chair, feasting his eyes on her incredible globes as they bounced, completely free.
"Are you ready to make love?" he asked. He already knew the answer, because, thanks to his control, there was nothing in the world she wanted to do more than that.
"I sure am. I've been looking forward to this all day."
She retrieved her blouse and bra and Keith steered her to his bedroom. Gina thought of the place as her home, and he wanted to make sure there was no confusion in locating the place where she supposedly slept with him every night. She sat on the bed and removed the flat heeled shoes she had put on just before leaving Hooters. Wearing just hot pants over her thong panties, she lay on her back, a pillow under her head and her succulent mounds ready to be worshipped by the man she believed to be her live-in boy friend.
She didn't have to wait very long for his adoration to resume. Keith peeled off his shirt – he had been barefoot since returning home – and lay down beside her, wrapping both hands against her nearest breast. Moving slowly, wanting to take every bit of pleasure he could in the first of her magnificent breasts, he started to lick its precious nipple. It quickly became hard under his loving ministrations, and he moved his mouth over to its gorgeous twin.
Puppet Master licked this breast the same way, sometimes using broad strokes of the flat of his tongue and sometimes just dabbing with the tip. As this nipple grew as hard as the first one had, Gina started squirming under him and cooing her pleasure. He continued for a long time, using just his tongue, until he drew as much of one luscious breast into his mouth and began to gently suck on it.
While his lips formed a seal on the firm flesh, his cheeks went in and out like a bellows and his tongue continued caressing the rigid nipple and pebbly areola. He could feel the individual ridges that made her precious nubbin erect, and he switched back and forth between her incredible breasts again. Gina's erotic movements under him became even more pronounced and, when he moved his mouth from one breast to the other, she thrust the new one up into his mouth.
Her cooing was turning to blissful moans and Keith could start to smell the delightful aroma of her pussy juices. With some reluctance, he left her lovely breasts and started kissing and licking his way down her firm belly, but he made a silent promise to them that he would be back. They may well have been the most succulent pair of his extensive experience, and he could almost have spent all day caressing them with his mouth and hands.
After Keith reached the waistband of Gina's hot pants, he licked her soft belly all along the strip of fabric, unbuttoned them and pulled down the zipper before getting off the bed and getting back on at the foot. When she saw him, Gina smiled, at the thought of what they were about to do, spread her legs and watched as he walked on his knees until he was between them.
"You know how much I love what you're going to do," she told him.
Keith did know, but not for the reason she thought. He had read her mind earlier, and learned she really loved having her pussy eaten but, even if she didn't, he would have been sure to put such a preference in her mind, because he enjoyed it so much. He reached out, hooked his fingers in the loosened waistband of her shorts, and started to pull on them. Gina raised her ass from the bed and he peeled them all the way down and off around her feet. After tossing them aside, he treated her panties the same way, and leaned in closer to the beautiful and naked woman's pussy.
She raised her legs and rested them on his bare shoulders, because that was the way he most liked to eat a pussy. Keith wrapped his arms around Gina's thighs, until his fingers met on her mons, and gazed on the feast that awaited him. The shaven skin of the slightly plump outer lips of her pussy was as creamy and fair as her face, with a small "landing strip" of dark pubic hair running from above her clit hood to the bottom of her mons.
That creamy skin framed a lovely pink slit, and Gina's inner lips, dark pink and engorged with her lust, were blossoming through. Keith spread apart the sides of the slit and breathed in deeply of the delectable aroma that arose in a cloud. Her lips and crotch were already wet with her juices, and he leaned forward to let his tongue take a tiny sample. Their taste was even better than their fragrance, and he greedied on the nectar that was trickling down her crotch from the pink hole that was its source.