Adultery Mind Control Universe - ( Not A Regular Sex Story)

[Uma aananthi]

Second story from RMC Universe

Decent College Girl To Slut But Why??

Anikha was angry. She had been late for College Sports Day practice . Her teacher had made it pretty clear that either she would practice, or she would be out. . So here she was in a secluded part of the college sports field, Anikha looked around. She was alone but there was someone else in that place . She didnt knew who was he... Even though she was worried a bit, she decided to walk up to him. “Hey weirdo, Who are you? You better leave before I call the campus security officer, you pervert.” The stranger just smiled at her. Anikha suddenly realized that she hadn’t been very friendly. Somehow she felt she had to apologize. “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude...”

What was she saying? Of course she had wanted to be rude. “What’s your name?” “Anikha, nice to meet you.” What was going on here? Instead of telling this asshole to fuck off she had a small talk with him. This had to stop! “Why do you stare at me?” What the hell had come over her? He smiled at her. “Very nice.Though you are decent looking college girl which every parent wish their child to be, I wish I could see your little panties . She giggled. She never giggled. Decent girls never giggle.Bimbos giggled but not her. And why did she feel so compelled to openly behave and get along to his indecent moves?

It was as if he had put some spell on her. He had taken off his sunglasses and for the first time Anikha could see his eyes. They were full of self-confidence. “You wearing a bra?” “Yes!” This was getting dangerous. “Take it off!” “What?” “You heard me.” Her hands were already moving beneath her sweater, unhooking the garment. She pushed and pulled until it came out from under her sweater. “Throw it away!” Off it went. “I don’t want this”, Anikha stated.


Now he grinned at her. “I know though decent u have a cock-tease attitude in you .It feels good, doesn’t it?” She blushed. He was right. Her bare breasts felt wonderful beneath her uniform. Her nipples scbanging over the rough inside of her sweater made her feel... aroused. Wait. Did he just call her a cock-tease? She had to get out of this. “Listen, I’d love talking to you, but I must go now.” She turned and walked away. “Oh, I don’t think you should go,” he called after her. She stopped and faced him again. “Now that you’re bare beneath your top, you should practice some more routines. Just make sure to jiggle your titties. I like that a lot.” Well, if he really liked it, she should do it. At least she was a little cock-tease. So Anikha found herself doing her routine again, this time however she shook her upper body heavily, so her free breasts jiggled and wobbled. Her nipples were rock hard, desperately trying to poke through her top. Anikha made sure she frequently flashed her panties at him as he had seemed to like that to. Oh yes, she was quite a cock-tease. After five minutes Anikha was exhausted. She had to get a shower and then meet teacher .
He blocked the door to the locker room. “Listen, you had your show and I have worked up quite some sweat. I need a shower now and then I have to meet my boyfriend. So why don’t we leave it at that?” He didn’t move an inch. Instead he spoke to her. “I think you should practice some more. And if you’re hot, you could take off your sweater. I’m sure you are very aroused, just from imaging yourself being a topless cock-teasing cheerleader for me. And for your boyfriend... call him and tell him he is history!” Anikha’s jaw dropped. No one has ever dared to speak to her like that. But then Anikha imagined herself dancing topless for this complete stranger, bouncing her 36-D’s for him. She felt a familiar tingle in her pussy. Could it be that she was aroused? This stranger was so damn sure of himself that he simply told her to dance topless for him, not even considering she might not do it. Josh wouldn’t even have begged for it. He was such a wimp. She took the cell-phone the stranger had offered. “Josh?—Yes, it’s me. Listen, don’t wait for me. I’m through with you.” She disconnected and handed the phone back