The next morning over breakfast I ask mom if I can use the car to go to the mall. She tells me no because she still needs my help. While she’s cleaning up the kitchen, I get the transmitter, put the ear buds in my ears and turn the thumb wheel. After about ten seconds I hear a steady tone. I press the button and watch mom for a reaction.
“Mom?” I say from behind her as she’s leaning over the sink.
“Yes?” She says turning around.
“Raise your hand high in the air.” I say, wondering if she’ll think I’m crazy.
“Okay, Nick.” She answers, raising her hand. Wow! I decide to try a post transmission suggestion.
“Mom, next time I ask to use the car to go to the mall, say yes, give me the keys and twenty dollars spending money, okay?”
“Okay, Nick.” She says. I press the button on the device again and the tone stops.
“What was I doing?” Mom looks confused. “Oh yeah, the dishes.” She says, turning around.
“Mom, can I use your car to go to the mall?” I ask her.
“Sure,” she says getting her keys out of her purse. “And here’s some money. You have fun.” She says, handing me twenty dollars. Oh my God! This is going to be fucking great! I take the money and head out to the car with the transmitter in my pocket.
At the mall, I’m just walking around trying to decide how I can test the transmitter when I pass a Victoria Secret store. Perfect! I put the ear buds in my ears and, with the transmitter in my hand, it just looks like an IPOD. I go inside and start looking around by the thongs when a very attractive blonde saleswoman approaches me. She looks to be in her mid-twenties with firm high breasts and nice legs.
“Hi. Is there something special I can help you find?” I’m turning the thumb wheel… got it!
“Yes, do you wear these thongs?” I ask her after I push the transmitter button.
“Yes I’m wearing one now.” She answers, completely submissive to me.
“Please take me to a dressing room and show me your thong.” I tell her deciding to go direct rather than with a post transmission suggestion.
“Right this way.” She starts leading me over to the dressing rooms.
“What’s your name?” I ask her, as I’m watching the curves of her ass swish back and forth under her very tight skirt.
“Allison.” She says. “Here we are.” She shows me into a dressing room and steps in after me pulling the door closed. She immediately unzips her skirt and lets it fall to the floor revealing her black thong. My God! She is so fucking sexy and my cock jumps, creating a bulge in my pants.
“Turn around Allison, let me see the back.” I tell her. She turns around and I’m staring at two beautiful white globes dissected by a piece of material that disappears between them. I run my hands over her ass and cup her firm round cheeks before sliding my fingers along the thin material stretched into the crevice.
“Okay, you can take it off, now.” I tell her and she bends forward stripping her thong off in one quick motion. Her neatly trimmed dark bush let’s me know she’s not a natural blonde. My cock is rock hard even before I tell her to remove her blouse and her bra.
“How old are you, Allison?” I ask her, as she’s standing there naked, her pert tits, with rose-colored areolas and puffy pink nipples, pointing right at me. I can’t resist running my fingers over her nipples, as I wait for her answer.
“Twenty-four.” She says matter-of-factly as I pinch her nipples and squeeze her tits. Wow! At 18, I’ve had a few girl friends, but none have looked like this. I’m wondering how far I should take this.
“Do you have a boyfriend, Allison?” I ask her, continuing to fondle her beautiful, firm tits.
“Yes.” She answers. She’s just standing there, staring straight ahead answering my questions as I explore her body with my hands.
“Do you have sex with your boyfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Do you give each other head?” I ask her, thinking a blowjob is just what I need to relieve the tension building up in my cock.
“Yes.”
“Do you swallow your boyfriend’s cum, Allison?” I’ve moved to her side so I can put one hand on her ass, while the other one cups her pussy, running one finger up and down her slit.
“Sometimes. I really don’t like it, but sometimes I’ll do it as a special treat for him.” She says in the same monotone she’s been answering all my questions. My finger in her slit isn’t producing the desired affect; there is no moisture there. I wonder if the submissive transmitter is blocking her natural responses. I decide to try something completely off the wall.
“I want you to have an orgasm now, Allison.” She clenches her legs together, pinching my finger inside her pussy lips, lets out a low moan and with a shiver that shakes her tits from side to side, starts oozing juice over my hand. Fuck! That is amazing! My cock is rock hard in my pants and I desperately need relief.
“Allison, please take my cock out of my pants, give me a blowjob and swallow my cum.” Kneeling down in front of me, she unbuckles my belt, pulls my jeans down then maneuvers my jockey shorts over my stiff cock. She takes it in her hand and rubs her tongue all over it, licking up and down the sides. When it is coated all around with her saliva, she slips her lips over the end and pumps it rapidly in and out of her mouth. Her other hand starts gently caressing my balls as her tongue works magic on the underside of my cock. My God! This woman is an expert at blowjobs. The high school girls I’ve been dating are rank amateurs by comparison and, in no time at all, I’m shooting my load in her mouth. She continues sucking as she swallows my cum then slides her mouth off my cock and stands up, awaiting her next instructions.