Mind Controlled Mothers Club Chapter 3: Naughty Daughter Joins the Club

Mind Controlled Mothers Club

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Three: Naughty Daughter Joins the Club

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Ulrich Geller, a young man barely in his twenties, worked fast in the shipping department of the Institute of Apotheosis. Orders had to be process, but all he could think about was the coming 10 AM break. The other men working in shipping moved fast, too. He’d never seen packages readied so fast. They were sending out the various electronic components the Institute produced to pay the bills and support the creation of the Halos.

At 10 AM, the shipping department would enjoy another round of their burgeoning Mother Fucking Club, following in the example of the newest god, Henry Archer. The young men of the shipping department were all enamored with his teachings, gangbanging first Ulrich’s mother last night and then other mothers who also worked for the Institute.

While they were waiting for their turn to fuck a mother during their break, they could watch the God as he expanded his own Mother Fucking Club. He was recruiting at his college today, and Ulrich ached to see more mothers discovering the joys of becoming sluts for their sons and other young men.

He glanced at his watch. Not much longer now.

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I was shocked by Cherry Kang’s statement. A girl wanted to turn her mother into a slut? She wasn’t responding to any of my commands. I only ordered the boys to add their mothers to the Mother Fucking Club. They already queued up to fuck our teacher, Mrs. Rojas. One pumped away at the Hispanic MILF’s cunt, fucking my friend’s mother hard as she lay bent over her desk in her classroom.

Cherry sauntered up to me. The Korean girl had such a naughty smile on her round face, her delicate nose almost quivering. Her lush lips pursed together as she stopped before me, a coquettish wantonness wiggling through her body making my dick so hard. Cherry always had a quality about her that I’d noticed. When I jerked off and wasn’t thinking of my mom or another MILF, Cherry was one of the girls my age who graced my fantasies.

“You can make my mom your slut, too,” Cherry said. “You can fuck her all you want.”

“Jesus,” I said, still not sure what to make of this hot girl wanting to see her mother fucked.

“I just want to see her dripping in cum,” she continued. “I masturbate to it all the time. You can even fuck me. Just use me.”

She grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up her body, exposing the pale-olive skin of her stomach, flat, her hips curved. She drew it up farther and farther until she popped it over her bra, black and lacy, constraining her round breasts. She ripped it over her head, her black hair spilling about her round face.

I gathered my shock and blurted out, “What are you doing?”

“Well, you have mind control powers,” she answered. “And that stuff just makes me so wet. I’ve always wanted to experience. I’ll do anything to experience it.” Then a wicked smile crossed her lips as she reached behind her. “Besides, you’re just going to make me fuck you, aren’t you?” A feverish light appeared in her eyes. “You’re going to make my mom lick your cum out of my pussy, right?”

“Yes,” I groaned, realizing I would. It sounded so hot.

“Then let’s do it,” she said, her bra coming loose. She was moments from revealing her tits to me. “I’m so wet.”

“No,” I ordered, an idea erupting in my mind. “No, your mother needs to watch.”

She grinned at me.

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10 AM arrived.

Ulrich groaned as he sealed up a cardboard box then set down his tape gun on the work bench. His coworkers, men mostly in their early twenties like him, were flowing to the break room. His mother, the head of the shipping department, was already unbuttoning her blouse on her way to join them. She had an eager stride to her steps. Last night, she learned that a mommy should be a slut, fucking her son and all her employees.

The TV played in the break room, showing the spycam feed that followed the new God. They could tune it to watch any of the Gods. Different people of the Institute had their favorites, focusing on the teachings of certain Gods over others, glossing over any… inconsistencies.

“Wait, why is the God leaving his college?” Ulrich asked. Instead of the shot showing off the God in his school—recruiting for the Mother Fucking Club, fucking that MILF professors of his, or enjoying other mothers at his high school—it was a shot of him driving from school.

“Is that a girl in the car with him?” Jim, another young man who worked in shipping, asked, his head cocked to the side.

“What is he up to?” asked Kurt.

“Don’t know,” Ulrich said then groaned as his naked mother pressed up against him, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock.

“Watch and find out,” his mother purred, her voice slutty and rich. She fell to her knees and unzipped his pants.

The car pulled into a driveway. The feed switched to an interior spycam. It was a wide shot of a living room, a naked woman dusting in it, her hips wiggling from side to side. Ulrich recognized the mother of one of Henry’s friends, the petite redhead Mrs. Woodham. Another naked MILF, the blonde mother of Henry’s friend Noah, passed through the room, her round breasts jiggling as she headed for the stairs.

“This is getting interesting,” Ulrich said as his mother pulled out his cock and engulfed it into her mouth. What was their new God going to teach them today?

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Cherry, wearing only her bra, had such a big smile on her face when I pulled into my driveway. I climbed out of the car, my dick so hard. She clutched her cell phone in her hand. She had just called her mother; Mrs. Kang would be here soon. Cherry convinced her mom it was important.

“Come on, let’s go meet the Mommy-sluts,” I told her.

“Sluts?” she asked. “Plural?”

“Yeah, I have all my friend’s mothers here. They’re cleaning the house, naked. I told them they couldn’t have sex with each other until it was all clean.”

“Did you make them all like pussy?” Cherry asked, pressing against me and entwining her arm around mine. “Ooh, you’re such a wicked son.”

“Oh, yes, it’s hot watching them go down on each other,” I groaned, my dick lead in my pants. “Especially when their pussies are dripping with jizz.”

“So you got your own harem?” she asked. “Stealing your friends’ mothers?”

“Oh, they’ll get their moms back,” I said. “Sluts in the Mother Fucking Club are open for any members to fuck.”

“Wow,” she said, her voice tight. “Oh, wow, that’s so hot. You’ve truly made even your own mother into a slut.”

“Well… her pussy is off limits until I breed her, but the rest of her…”

“Ooh, yes, yes, you have to breed your mother,” she moaned, her voice so thick and throaty. She clung to me so tight. I felt the heat of her breast bleeding through her bra as she rubbed the side of her boob into my arm. “That is the hottest thing in the world.”

“God, you’re just a kinky thing, aren’t you?”

She nodded her head. “This is so wonderful to talk about this. I can’t talk about my fantasies to any of my friends. I tried to do it slowly, but they gave me such weird looks. But you… You’re as perverted as me, aren’t you, Henry?”

“Oh, yeah,” I said and opened the front door.

“Henry!” gasped Mrs. Woodham, the petite redhead straightening from dusting the shelf in the corner, her small breasts jiggling while her fiery hair spilled about her mature face. Her green eyes sparkling. “You should be in school.”

“And you should be at home not in my house naked like a slut,” I told her. “Except you are a slut, aren’t you? And sluts don’t question what I do.” A slight prickle rippled across my mind as my powers affected her.

“Ooh, you’re so right. I am a slut.” She glanced at Cherry. “Do you want me to eat her pussy?” She licked her lips. “I’ve come to like hot cunt since you showed me who I truly am.”

“Oh, my god, Henry,” Cherry whimpered, clinging to me. “I almost came just hearing her say that. You’re amazing!”

I grinned at her.

From the kitchen, my busty mother entered. Her curly, black hair spilled about that beautiful face that, since the divorce, attracted so many skeezy guys to date her and fuck her. No longer. My mother would get all the cock she could handle from me. From my friends. Her dark-red nipples were hard. She pulled off the yellow cleaning gloves.

“Honey, you’re home early.” She had a rich purr to her voice. “Mmm, and did you bring a friend?” Her eyes widened. “Is she your girlfriend?”

“I don’t know what she is other than perverted,” I said as my mom sauntered to us. God, she had such big tits. I loved how they swayed.

“So perverted, Mrs. Archer. I’m Cherry, and I’m joining the Mother Fucking Club. My mom’s coming here to be made into a whore.”

“That’s lovely, dear,” my mom said, a big smile on her face. “She’s so cute, honey.”

“Mom,” I groaned, a sudden warmth burning across my cheeks.

“So, do you want me to eat her pussy, honey?” Mom asked. “I can make your girlfriend cum so hard.”

“Girlfriend?” Mrs. Haley asked as the blonde came down stairs, her round breasts bouncing before her. “Who has a girlfriend…? Oh, hello, Henry. Ooh, is she your girlfriend? She’s so cute.”

“She is,” Mrs. Woodham said. “We’re trying to figure out who should lick her pussy first.”

Cherry just had such a huge grin on her face.

“Maybe I will,” I said, getting annoyed at their “mom” behavior. I glanced at Cherry. “Strip naked.”

I barely felt a tingle across my thoughts. She was more than ready to just rip off her clothing, as she proved back in class. Was I even truly giving commands to a girl who was so willing to be mind controlled?

I don’t know if it mattered as Cherry popped off her bra, unveiling her firm, eighteen-year-old titties. They were round, the same size as Mrs.