Aunt Marie would sneak me a beer, Mom would ground me for having alcohol on my breath. Mom set a 10 o'clock curfew on my dates, even as a senior. Aunt...Marie made sure I had a rubber.Don't get me wrong. Mom was a great mom, and I loved my family like nobody's business. But every boy should have an Aunt Marie in his life.The head lock was too much. I scooped her up in my arms, and motor-boated her cleavage. She laughed hysterically.Unfortunately, Mom, who was only about 5 feet away, unbeknownst. Almost immediately he forced my legs open, and I knew what he was going to do.I felt the head of his cock at my pussy lips, and then he rammed forwards.Even though I was wetter than ever before, it felt as if he were ripping my pussy open. I flung my head back and screamed, but as I did so, Andy was waiting, and rammed his cock into my mouth. His cock wasn’t as thick as Josh’s, but it was longer. I had never seen one as long, and I knew that, at the angle my head was now at, he could get it. I think the drugs and sex made me temporarily forget the bad feelings welling up inside me. I found out late that they really contributed to my depression and ill-feelings about myself. I'm so sorry I went that way."She paused for a huge sniff, "Dr. Cowan helped me see the same things you just said that I'd shut out you and the others that could have helped me out of the darkest part of my life. She was amazed at the physical relationships we shared, but helped me see that I'd shut down the. This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my head from time to time for you to (hopefully) enjoy. It's not the beginning of an epic saga or even a sweeping chronicle. No, Most Patient Reader. It will simply be a collection of 5k - 20k word smutty stories that will each have a beginning, middle and end written by yours truly.Think of it as a psychic dumping ground of an over-active imagination that spends far too much time obsessing about.