His counteroffer

"Well," Gerald drawled out slowly, trying to think over the dark-haired girl's offer as he turned off the road into a deserted parking lot. He was awfully tempted to accept, especially with her soft hand gently stroking his spit-slick cock, but - he wasn't too sure. Did he want to become involved with a single person? The college student didn't have a fear of commitment - he had even dreamed of marrying the love of his life - but that was before the Power, the Control he now had over the people around him. He could have any women he wanted any where he wanted! Ms. Sorenson was already dancing on his string, his little sister - a small shiver ran along his spine - was receptive; the list could be endless!

"Please?" Lea-Anne pleaded, her breath hot on his bulbous head, with a smile. She stuck out her tongue, running it over the circumcised skin.

"Are you sure you have no problems where I dip my wick?" he asked. "You won't be jealous?"

"Not at all," she grinned impishly, giving his member a quick squeeze.

"What if I share you?" Gerald asked impulsively, the thought of the brunet's elfin face pressed to Katrina's red-haired - he hoped - snatch.

"Uh, well," the nineteen-year-old said, frowning nervously and mulling over the possibility. "I - I guess it would depend on the guy."

"Not another guy," he said sharply. "So long as my cock is using a pussy, it'll be the only cock using that pussy."

"Then, you mean," her brown eyes widened in shock. "A - another w-woman. I - I - I'm not a l-lesbian or even b-bi. I - like - cock though - though I haven't - not all the way - y-yet."

"So you don't want me to touch you and give you pleasure?"

"I - I," she stammered, shaking her head and trying to think. "I want it. I - want you so - so -" The brunet cut off, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "So -I guess I can b-be bi. For - for you, Gerald."

He smiled down at the young woman, gently pushing her head down into his lap. With a hungry moan, Lee-Anne opened her mouth wide, accepting the meaty rod again, and began to suck him off. Gerald leaned back in his seat, enjoying her ministrations and stroking her short, black hair in contentment. Closing his eyes, he began to wonder how far he should go with his Power. I need to come up with a plan, he thought.