Neurophile (part 4)

Chapter 4: Mind Cuntrol

I looked at him, then back into her front hallway and just nodded as I slowly walked in. She had posters instead of pictures. Moody lighting, and as we got to the doorway that led into the living room, there were beads instead of a door.

“Swanky place she has.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I would think that a bachelor lives here. She does have good taste in music though. Lots of 90’s rock.”

“I haven’t listened to much of that era, but I am partial to that Nirvana band.”

“Man, they were revolutionary, weren’t they?”

“Indeed. Maybe we should check her bedroom.”

“Yeah, sure.” I went to go to the back hallway, but Dekkuf held my arm.

“I must warn you. It can be easy to get lost in someone else’s thoughts. Make sure not to lose track of your own. Understand?”

“Right. Okay. I will do my best.”

“I can take over the wheel if need be, okay?”

“That’s good.” We walked into the hallway, and right away I could hear the shower running and see that the door was open. What luck, I thought. As I walked in, I could see her behind her clear shower curtain, washing her hair. I walked right up and slowly, quietly opened the curtain. As predicted, she had her eyes scrunched closed while she rinsed out her hair. She looked amazing as I gawked at her young beauty. I could feel my groin stir as I watched her breasts distort as she messed with her hair. Just as I had suspected, they sagged just a little, giving them a teardrop shape. I had always admired her lean, but thick in the right places figure. Much like my wife’s, only a bit shorter and leaner. Her gasp startled me.

“Oh my god! How the fuck did you get in here?” she yelled covering herself up the best she could.

I hesitated for a moment, looking at her frightened face. I could hear her thoughts asking, ‘What do I do?’ over and over again. “Wait, it’s okay.” I said, putting my hands out.

She immediately changed her behavior and relaxed, yet still covered herself. “What are you doing here, Craig? And who is that?”

I sensed that her groin was stirring, but that she wanted us to leave the bathroom so she could finish up. “Uh, this is my–no, our new friend Dekkuf. He’s only in town for a little while.” She smiled at him and she thought he was attractive, causing her groin to stir further. She kept herself covered, but she shifted her positioning a bit. It was strange to feel the sensation of her nipples getting hard against her forearm. I quickly realized that I would soon know what it’s like to have a female orgasm. Another one of my fantasies. My dick began to grow. “We’re here because… uh, we’re here to have a small farewell party for Dekkuf. Just the three of us.” I studied her reaction and her shoulders relaxed a bit more, eyes lightening. Her thoughts told me that she liked the idea. I thought of how I could get her to reveal herself. I wanted to be clever about it. “You know, Bridge, you are absolutely stunning. Perhaps you’d like to show us why we chose to come here.”

I felt her pussy get wetter and engorge with blood when I complimented her. Then I smiled as I watched her contemplate what I meant by the other statement. I made it obvious by looking up and down her wet body. I knew she was smart, but I was surprised at how fast she came to the realization. Her ears moved as her eyes took on an understanding. I half-expected her to get angry and slap me, but instead, she smiled and moved her arms to her side, then moved over to turn off the water. She was turned on by showing us her nudity. I watched as she took her hair to the side and squished the water out of it. I walked over to some shelves and grabbed her a towel. My cock was rock hard, and I knew that I was pitching a tent, but I ignored it. I unfolded the towel as I walked back to her and she smiled, putting her hand out to take it. Instead of handing it to her, I wanted to see what she would do if I dried her off. I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes as I bypassed her hand and began rubbing the towel over her stomach and back at first. I heard her gasp a little and her anxiety built up, but it ended in her pussy getting even wetter and a slight moan to escape her lips.

I hadn’t forced her to choose this option, but she allowed me to do the job. She moaned again when I fondled her breasts through the towel and she put her hand on my shoulder as her knees went weak for a moment. Feeling those sensations myself was disorientating and it caused my hard-on to throb. I was surprised to learn that she was attracted to me, and in her head, she was already pretending that I was her daddy. My cock throbbed so hard, it hurt pushing against its confines. She gasped again as I grabbed high up on her inner thigh to get her to lift her leg to put her foot on the edge of the tub. As I leaned over to towel off her leg, I leaned further than needed to get a whiff of her scent. She knew what I was doing and it aroused her further. “Mmm, Bridge, your scent is delightful.” I felt her pussy engorge further, and her juices were trickling down her inner thighs. ‘Oh, fuck.’ I heard her say in her mind.

I purposefully waited to dry off her pussy until the end. I knew the anticipation would cause her more arousal. She let out a very audible moan as my hand cupped over it. I was careful to rub gently with the towel, but I did it firmly. Her hips bucking lightly against my pressure. This was going much easier than I had expected, but it wasn’t spoiling my fun. I spent a good while drying her pussy, but only enough to tantalize her. I stopped just as she began to bite her lip. I helped her step out of the shower and this is when she noticed my hard-on. There was no smile on her lips, but she smiled inwardly. ‘Ooh, daddy has a big cock.’ she said in her mind. Her pussy flared with a strong sensation that flowed throughout her body. Was that a small orgasm?, I thought. It reminded me of the sensations I got while Dekkuf fucked my ass.

I handed her the towel so she could dry her hair and wrap it up.

“I’ve got an idea,” Dekkuf began. “Why don’t we make this party clothing optional.”

I waited a moment to see what she thought about it. She licked her lips as she looked at us both. I didn’t have to hear her thoughts to know her answer. “I really like that idea.” I added. She smiled, baring her teeth. Her mind telling me that she couldn’t wait to see us naked. “How about, you finish up and dry your hair, and Dekkuf and I will go get some stuff for a party. Maybe you have a pretty friend for my handsome friend that could join us?”

Her mind quickly reeled through a rolodex worth of names. It was so fast that I couldn’t comprehend them all. “Ummm… ooh, I know just the girl. She’s practically my twin, but she’s a redhead, and about a foot shorter than me. I’ll give her a call right now.” She quickly walked off to get her phone.

I turned to Dekkuf and saw that it wasn’t pitching a tent. “How is it that you’re not hard right now?”

Dekkuf smiled a bit shyly as it looked down at my crotch. “I just tell it to behave until the time is right.”

“You’re saying I can make it a smart penis?” I asked eyebrows raised.


I laughed mischievously. “Dude,” I began, but my mind trailed off for a moment going down that tangent of possibilities. It was enough to cause me not to finish the statement. I focused and told my cock to behave and it immediately softened to flaccidity. I smiled at Dekkuf and then I grabbed its arm and thought about the corner market by my place and we appeared there, right in the liquor aisle. Shit, I thought, I don’t have any money. “Wait, do you have any cash by chance?”

“No need my friend. Just take what you need. If anyone tries to stop you, you just say that you paid for it.”

“So, you’re telling me it’s okay to steal?”

“Think of that card like a permanent ‘Get Out of Jail’ card. You’re not a greedy person, Craig. Tendencies toward greed is the first thing that rules people out.”

“In that case. I’m actually not sure what she likes to drink, so I guess I’ll grab a few.”

“Very good. While you’re doing that, I’ll go grab some stuff for lunch. I make a killer panini. Oh, and be sure to grab a nice red wine. Perhaps a merlot.”

“I gotcha.” I said as I perused the multitude of alcohols. There are so many choices these days. Rum is my favorite and I grabbed a bottle of Crown Royal. I thought about what Bridget might want, and I remembered suddenly that her dad liked to drink whiskey, so I grabbed a bottle of Jameson. Just in case that’s not her thing, I looked around for a fruity vodka and grabbed a green apple flavor. I wasn’t much of a wine drinker, so I went by price tag and found a $40 bottle of merlot that looked classy. It was getting hard to hold three bottles in one arm and as I turned around, Dekkuf was there holding a basket of ingredients. “Did you find everything you need?”

“Oh yes. This is a nice market. Ready to head back?”

“I’d like to grab some snacks, too.” Dekkuf nodded his head and we went to the chip aisle. I was shocked to see him pick out a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. I guess I had assumed that its pallette would be much more refined. Then again, Dekkuf’s not from this world and I immediately realized that those chips must be unique to our world. I grabbed a bag of pretzels and then looked for that new puffcorn from Cheetos. They had my favorite flavor: butter. Then I thought that some regular Lay’s would go nicely with the paninis. At least with mine. “All right, I’m set. Let’s go.” Dekkuf smiled and held out its arm and I took it as we teleported back. I had brought us to the living room and we could immediately hear loud music coming from the back hallway. “Let’s Get This Party Started” by P!nk if I’m not mistaken. She could be heard singing along to chorus. I wondered if she was still naked and an uncontrollable smile broke my lips. I quickly set the liquor down on the coffee table to go see if she was. I slowed as I approached the bathroom door. The source of the loud music.

As I peeked around the corner, she was leaning close to the mirror applying mascara. Her tight buttocks swaying to the song. That was when I noticed a single small blemish on her back. Not a mole, but it was brown. Otherwise, her skin was flawless and well tanned with no tanlines. I was entranced for a moment practically drooling as I watched her graceful hips. She looks so much like my wife when I met her. She’s aged well, but there’s no substitute for young flesh with its vibrant elasticity and tautness that begs to be groped. Before I knew it, I was an arm’s length from her and she must’ve seen me in the mirror.

She gasped much like before, dropping the mascara brush and vial in the sink. Like before, this made her wet. “Damn, Craig. You’ve got to stop doing that. You’re like a fucking ninja.”

I was startled, but I quickly reacted, putting a hand on her upper arm. I went to apologize, but I said something different. “Something tells me you like being scared.” I said as I rubbed her arm.

She looked embarrassed. “To be honest, I can’t watch horror movies. Not that I don’t like them, but I get extremely aroused by all of the jump scares.” She giggled nervously as her eyes came back up.

I smirked at her, partially holding back my laughter, but also I thought it would be a good idea to watch one. I had to see if she could have a spontaneous orgasm that way. I almost got distracted by her enjoying my touch on her arm. “That’s nothing to be ashamed about.” I watched her expression change and her mind told her not to be ashamed of it anymore. Damn, this thing is powerful, I thought. “Hey, uh, do you mind if I take a shower real quick?”

“Yeah, no problem.” she quickly responded with a genuine smile.

Her mind told me that she couldn’t wait to see me naked. I wondered if my wife thought of me that way back when we first met. Though, for Bridget, it was more about seeing ‘daddy’ naked. I was happy to know that my penis was behaving as I took her hand and kissed the back of it. The sensation she felt was electrical. “Thank you, my dear.” I said as I backed away and began to disrobe. She went back to applying her makeup, but her mind told me that she was peeking often. I did my best to hold back my giddiness. Knowing someone’s thoughts was absolutely thrilling me and I could barely contain myself. I understood that if I didn’t contain myself, things could get out of hand pretty easily. I needed to respect the power of this device. I didn’t want disappoint those that were responsible for giving me this magic wand.

Normally, I would be very apprehensive about getting naked in front of someone, but her naughty thoughts gave me confidence and I even teased her a bit by folding my clothes as I took them off. I had my back to her as I removed my boxers, and her mind went wild in anticipation of my turn around. It’s so easy for women to be a tease, but us guys don’t typically pull it off as well, nor are we good at knowing when it’s appropriate. Her pussy oozed out juices as she finally got a glimpse of my cock. She was delighted at how big it was and her pussy throbbed again as she thought about it penetrating her. She wanted it in every hole. She couldn’t wait to taste my cum. I had no idea she was such a nympho. It had my mind reeling with anticipation as I turned on the water and got in after it warmed up. The shower was across from the mirror and I didn’t have to look to know that she was staring and I felt her bite her lip. She resisted the temptation to jump in with me. Her finished makeup and hair being the only reason she didn’t. I teased her a bit more pretending to have a problem getting the curtain to close. It made her giggle inwardly. “So, is your friend coming over?”

“Chloe? Totally. She’s a party slut, down for any kind of shindig.”

“Does she know that she’s coming to a nude party?”

“Oh yes. She’ll no doubt arrive in nothing but a trench coat and high heels.”

“Mmm, how delightful. I had no idea you were into this kind of stuff.”

“What, you didn’t know I was a slut?” she asked with a giggle.

“I, uh… ” I stammered.

“It’s okay, Craig. I know what I am, and there’s a lot about me that you don’t know.”

“Here I was thinking that you just flirt for tips.”

“Well, that is part of it. The other part is that I’m easily aroused. I have to wear pads when I go out because I leak so much.” she said with a laugh.

I couldn’t believe I had never noticed. But looking back I recalled several instances where she looked uncomfortable, shifting her legs. I never thought much of those moments when they occured, but now I realize she was getting wet at those times. I also couldn’t believe how honest she was being with me. I wondered if it had to do with the device, or maybe it was because I said we were all friends. I didn’t dwell on it too much. The thrill of knowing this kind of information was almost too much, and as far as I could tell, she was giving it up freely. It seemed strange that my cock wasn’t getting hard, even as I washed it with her extra silky body wash. I could still feel the sensations, but it refused to react. I was thoroughly impressed. I made sure not to get my hair wet as I was just cleaning the important parts. ‘Make sure you get all the pits,’ my mother used to say, meaning your armpits and between your legs. One of those things you never forget from your childhood.

I finished rinsing off and turned off the water. As I opened the curtain, I was pleasantly surprised to see Bridget ready with a towel. She wanted to do the same thing I did so I spread my arms out and widened my stance to allow her, giving her a big smile. She smiled even bigger, happy to be allowed to towel off daddy. That is how she kept referring to me in her mind and at the same time, was pretending to be a young girl. It was so hot to know that. I couldn’t wait to hear her call me daddy. I moaned as she gently and slowly began to dry off my penis and balls. Not stroking or massaging, but definitely groping. I could feel and hear her ragged breath. Inaudible moans escaped her slightly open mouth, pussy getting wetter and more engorged. For considering herself to be a slut, she had a lot of reserve. All she could think about while touching it was wanting to put it into her mouth and hoping that I would forcefully grab her hair and fuck her throat. I was elated knowing that she wanted nothing more than to be raped by daddy; currently me. In due time, I thought. I had until about 3:30 when the girls get out of school, and I wanted to savor the taste of this experience. Since I knew she wanted it so badly, I was really enjoying taking my time.

When I put my hand on her shoulder, I felt her slightly shudder and saw the slow half blink in her eyes. Her pussy throbbed as I gripped her shoulder hard as I stepped out. I wanted to kiss her so badly, nibble that naughty bottom lip. I was worried that that would open the floodgates; double entendre intended. I smiled and rubbed her shoulder a bit. “Thank you.”

Her posture and face beamed, “You’re welcome, daddy.” She immediately gasped, putting a hand to her mouth. I felt the sudden wash of embarrassment flow through her. She then cast her eyes to the floor and shifted her feet.

“Hey, look at me,” I said, pulling her chin up with my other hand. I looked at her with great passion, “Please, call me daddy whenever you like.”

Her face lit up like before, “Really? Daddy?”

“How could I resist such a beautiful little girl. My beautiful little girl.” I put both hands on her cheeks.

She shyly turned away, but had a devilish smile on her face. She quickly stood on her tippy toes, holding onto my shoulders for support and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “Thank you, daddy.” she said as her breasts barely touched my chest.

The temptation to dive right into her and fuck her senseless was tantamount in that moment. I think if I had had a raging hard-on drooling precum at that moment, I wouldn’t have been able to resist. I smiled at her and pet her head, pulling her in for a kiss on her forehead. “How about we get this party started, huh?”

She squealed as she grabbed my hand and led me out into the living room where Dekkuf was naked, perusing her rather large CD collection while he sipped on some wine. He turned to look at us with a smile. “I apologize for starting without you, but I wasn’t sure how long you two might be.” he said with a wink.

“No worries.” I said as I headed for the kitchen to grab some glasses. I overheard Bridget formally introducing herself to him as I looked through her cupboards. Just as I found the right cupboard, the stereo started up, playing a song I never expected to hear. I quickly grabbed a few glasses and rushed back out there. “No way, you have Tripping Daisy? This is one of my favorite albums, like top ten.”

“No way,” Bridget began with a squeak, “It’s easily top five for me. What do you think Dekkuf?” I noticed then that she resisted from calling him, ‘Uncle Dekkuf’. This little girl was so naughty.

“I like it so far.”

I cracked the top on the rum and began to pour myself a glass. “I hope I got something that you like. Wasn’t sure if you had any liquor on hand.”

She smiled as she walked over to see her choices. She put a hand on my shoulder and grabbed the flavored vodka, looking at me with a snarky look. “Really? Ugh, this stuff upsets my stomach.” She set it back down as I chuckled. “I like rum and whiskey though. Would you mix me a rum and Coke? There’s some in the fridge.”

“Sure thing, sw–.” I almost said, ‘Sweetie’. I’m not sure why I didn’t, but I just cleared my throat.

“Thanks, daddy.” she said with a slight curtsy. “I’ll be right back.” She then ran off to the back hallway, almost skipping.

Dekkuf came nearer and followed me into the kitchen as I grabbed a few Cokes. “I have to say, I’m impressed. I can tell that you’re already challenging yourself with using as little mind control as possible.” He then tapped my glass with his and took a sip.

That gave me a fuzzy feeling. “Thank you, though I think I picked a rather easy target. She was apparently already infatuated with me.”

“That may be so, but there were several instances where you could’ve gone for direct control and you didn’t. The going away party idea was brilliant.”

“Yeah, heh. I was surprised by that wittiness, too.”

Bridget was back when we returned and she popped a pill into her mouth, and motioned for my drink. She finished it off to swallow the pill.

“What was that?” I asked.

“It’s called DHM. It keeps you from getting really drunk. I’m a severe lightweight. Two wine coolers will put me on my ass, but if I take this, I can drink more and enjoy it better.”

“Now that is interesting. I’ve never heard of that drug.”

“Yeah, well I haven’t been party-banged since.” she said with a big smile.

“Party-banged?” Dekkuf asked. I had never heard this term either.

“You know, when you pass out at the party and several people fuck you.”

I would never do such a thing, and I could see the look of disgust in Dekkuf’s face. She on the other hand, spoke as though it was the norm. Have younger-aged parties evolved into this? She didn’t bat an eye, and neither did her mind. In fact, I could sense some longing for it to happen again. “That’s a good thing.” I said in a hopeful manner as I began to pour her drink.

“Yeah.” she said, but it wasn’t convincing. “You may as well make a second one of those for Chloe. She should be here any minute.”

Right on cue, the buzzer buzzed. Her face lit up as she hopped over to the intercom. “Hey, bitch.” she said loudly into it.

Chloe said the same thing in return and Bridget giggled as she pushed the ‘open’ button, buzzing her in. “You guys are going to love her.” She had a giddy smile as she hopped into the front hallway. We followed until we turned the corner. She turned to smile at us again with her hand on the doorknob. Before long, there was a knock at the door which made Bridget squeal. She thrust open the door to reveal her friend.

“Ta da.” Chloe exclaimed as she opened her trench coat and show us her gorgeous body. Bridget didn’t lie when she said she was her shorter, readheaded twin. Maybe a bit more curvy, but just like Bridget, she had luscious lips adorned with a nice reddish-purple lipstick that glittered and shined. She quickly skipped in and as soon as Bridget shut the door, they hugged, both squealing as they squeezed each other. They kept their embrace and pulled their heads back to give each other a long kiss. No tongue, but I sensed passion from both of them. I could only imagine that they had some sexual history.

“How are you, Chloe? It’s been forever.”

“Oh, you know, party over here, party over there.”

“Ooh, you’re such a fucking slut.” Bridget said, slapping Chloe on her pussy.

She gasped, but truly enjoyed it. “You, calling me a slut with two naked men in your apartment.”

We all laughed at that. “Speaking of which,” Bridget began, escorting her friend closer. “This is my da– err, I mean, Craig.”

Chloe’s eyes lit up as she looked at me, “I finally get to meet the one and only Craig.” She put her hand out for me to shake it, but I took it and kissed the back of it.

“The pleasure is mine.”

She was visibly surprised by this gesture.

“And this is my new friend, Dekkuf. He’s the one leaving soon.”

Her eyes exploded with passion as she looked at Dekkuf’s much larger penis. Her entire body shuddered, pussy throbbing and wetting. “Oh my.” was all she could manage to say as she offered him her hand.

“Charmed, I’m sure.” he said as he kissed the back of it as well. He kept a hold of her hand and presented the way for us to enter the living room. “Shall we?”

Chloe never took her eyes off of Dekkuf’s penis as he allowed her to pass. In her mind, she had proclaimed herself Dekkuf’s party slut, anxious to have his massive cock in her ass, and no doubt every other hole it would fit into. She seemed to be as easily aroused as Bridget. I smiled, knowing that this was going to be a fun party.

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