Power of Influence

Mark groaned as he woke up, looking over at the clock realizing he was late, cursing as he got up and sped around the empty house to get ready for school. Having stayed up all night playing video games, and jacking off, it was no surprise that he overslept. He was an average teenager, with an average build, an average penis size, but an over active sex drive. Being a virgin, it was no surprise that all he did was jerk is cock over all of the women he could.

He was an only child who lived with his sex bombshell of a mother, Jennifer. She was only in her early 40's but with a body to die for. Shoulder length, brunette hair, green eyes, large cock sucking lips, and most of all her sexy 42DD-31-42 body seemed almost unreal as she strutted around the house in her tight pencil skirts and blouses that she wore to work. She was his definition of a MILF, it only made it worse that he could look all he wanted, but never touch.

As he got to school, pissed that he missed his first class, and he tried his best not to ogle over the flesh of all of the perfect bodied women in the school he could never have. There was Madison, a tall, 5'6'' raven haired bitch, that seemed to be addicted to knee and thigh socks as she proudly walked around the school, which she thought she ran, but with her 38C-24-36 frame, pale skin overly short skirts, and deep cut shirts, all with her patented socks many people just let her continue down that path. He couldn't help but dream of having those socked legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked a lesson or 10 into her.

There was Jenna, the definition of a blonde sex toy, with huge tits to rival that of his mothers', with her sexy 40DD-24-29 body, long mid-back golden blonde hair that looked almost perfectly fake like any pornstars. It didn't help that she was wearing her cheerleading turtleneck and a skirt that gave glimpses of her yellow panties.

Just as he was leaving school, crossing by the indoor gym floor, seeing the volleyball girls practice, his mouth couldn't help but water as he saw the reason why he wished he didn't miss first class. Kathleen was a tall 5'8'' brown haired goddess, that embodied all that a tight athletic frame could be in those ridiculously tight spandex shorts could be, with her amazingly perky body, at a solid 38B-23-36. He couldn't walk slower as he watched her bent over, that perfect ass in the air as she squatted forward waiting for the ball, her face looking perfect in sweat. He cursed himself as he walked out, knowing that her wonderful frame would have close enough for him to stare at for all of first class if he just would have woken up.

The day quickly went from a day of horrible cockteasing to a quick masturbation frenzy before his mother came home. As he lay on his bed and couldn't help but think of all of the girls he wanted, doing nasty, filthy sex acts for him at his pleasure, and all the others he didn't see today as he came, and quickly fell asleep to a lucid dream.

When he woke up he was sweating, pants still off, as he felt dizzy, hearing words in his head he didn't understand, but making out, "….and the ability to control all on this planet with your mind…" as he shook his head, knowing his mother would be home soon.