The Power of Suggestion - At the Park Mg, gb, By OddR r13579@outlook.com "Hi," I said to the young woman sitting on the park bench next to the almost empty playground as I sat next to her. "Umm, hi," she responded nervously. "You don't think it odd, my sitting here next to you this morning, do you? " Without missing a beat, she responded, "No. Of course not." I have an amazing talent. People will do whatever I suggest. I've spoken to psychologists about this and they've stated that my voice puts almost everyone into a hypnotic state - automatically. Makes me an amazing (and quite wealthy) salesman since literally, no one can say no to me. I actually have to tell some people not to buy from me just to keep others from getting too suspicious. It also helps in my little hobby. I love fucking girls - and I can do so at virtually any time. But what I really love is turning girls, and even better, whole families, into sex addicts and sluts. "Which ones are yours," I asked. "The two girls on the swings." "Oh. They are lovely. How old are they?" "Chrissy is 5 and Cindy is 7." "Beautiful girls. It is a shame, though." "What is?" "The oldest one. She just looks so uncomfortable." "Now that you mention it, yes, she does look uncomfortable." "It's just much too hot for jeans, don't you think?" "Yes. It really is too hot for jeans." "The poor girl must be miserable," I suggested. "Yes. She really does look miserable, doesn't she?" "Why don't you call her over and have her take them off?" "Oh, I couldn't do that. People would see her in just her panties." "I'm sure that wouldn't be a problem. They'll all understand that it's just way too hot for a little girl to wear jeans." "It is way too hot for jeans." "Absolutely. In fact, it's just wrong to force your daughter to suffer through that kind of misery." "Cindy," the young woman called. "Come here a moment." Cindy jumped off the swing and dutifully ran over to her mother while her sister continued to swing idly. "Cindy, take off your jeans," her mother stated almost casually but in that tone of voice that only mothers have that states that arguing is useless. "What? But Mom, people will see me." "Cindy, it's way too hot for jeans. Take them off." Cindy was almost in tears when I spoke up. "Cindy." "Yes, sir?" "It is really hot today, isn't it?" "Welllll, yeah." "And those jeans are just sticking to your bare legs, aren't they?" "Yeah. They are," she replied, squirming. "Especially right against your pussy. So tight you can barely breath." She rubbed her crotch and tried to pull her jeans away. "You would have so much fun with them off, wouldn't you?" "Yes." "Aren't you glad you're mom knows it's too hot to wear jeans today?" Still pulling at her crotch she asked, "but won't people laugh at me when they see me in my panties?" "Cindy, don't you think you're a pretty girl?" "Yeah." "And don't people like to see pretty girls?" "Yeah." "And doesn't it make sense that if people like to see pretty girls the more of you they can see the prettier they'll think you are and the happier they'll be?" "Yeah." "And don't you think your mother would never let you do something bad." "Yeah." "And Mom, don't you think it's perfectly fine for Cindy to take those miserable jeans off so she can be comfortable and everyone can see her beautiful young body?" "Yes, I do," her mother responded without hesitation. "So don't you think you need to take your jeans off before they become completely unbearable?" "OK," Cindy responded as she unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down her legs. She sat down on the ground in front of us and pulled them over her sneakers before standing and handing them to her mother. She looked delicious in a light blue tee shirt that stopped just below her belly button and a pair of faded pink panties that appeared to be about one size too small. "You look beautiful, Sweetheart," I announced. "Don't you agree, Mom." "Yes, Cindy. You are beautiful." "Now go play, Cindy," I said and off she ran back to the playground. "You look a little uncomfortable," I stated. "No, I'm fine." I looked at her more closely. "Are you sure. You've been wiggling a lot. Are you sitting on something?" She stood up and looked at her seat then sat back down and shifted around a little. "No, I'm not sitting on anything." "But you are uncomfortable?" "Yes, I am." "Well, if you're not sitting on something it must be something you're wearing, don't you agree?" "Well, I guess that makes sense," she replied, puzzled. "You're awfully uncomfortable. What do you have on under your skirt?" "Just my panties." "Well that must be it. Why are you wearing panties when they're so painfully uncomfortable and absolutely unnecessary?" By now she was really squirming on the bench. "I don't know," she replied. "I bet that elastic cutting into your thighs is excruciating. And the roughness of the fabric on your tender pussy must be even worse." "It does hurt quite a lot," she said, her hands between her legs pulling at the elastic. "Go ahead and take them off before they do real damage." "But people will see me." "So what? It's better for people to see your bare pussy than for you to get injuries from your panties. Everyone will understand that." Immediately she stood up and slid her panties down her tanned legs and set them on the bench as she sat back down. "There, I bet that feels much better." "Oh, it does!" "I don't think you should ever wear them again." "I don't intend to." "In fact, since all panties feel this way, I think you should throw every pair you have away as soon as you go home." "You're right. I'm going to," she confirmed. We sat and watched the girls play for a few minutes. The playground wasn't very crowded, but a couple of boys were hanging around Cindy as she played with her sister. "It's a shame Chrissy has to suffer so much," I said. "What do you mean," her mother replied. "she's fine." "It looks to me like her panties are bothering her even more than yours were." "Oh my. Do you really think so?" "I'm sure of it. Look how she's hanging upside down on the monkey bars. That's to take the pressure off of her little pussy." "But she always does that." "Don't you think that could be because her panties hurt so much?" "Oh my. You could be right." "I bet she's allergic to panties. They could actually be damaging her young pussy permanently." "Chrissy," her mother yelled. Chrissy, dangling upside down, her sundress hanging down over her face exposing her white panties and most of her flat belly pushed her dress up and looked at her upside down mother. "Come here, Sweetie." Chrissy flipped off the bars and ran over. "I don't want to go home yet," she whined. "We're not going home yet. I just need to take off your panties." She reached under Chrissy's dress and quickly pulled them down to the ground. Without thinking, Chrissy stepped out of them. "Why do you have to take off my panties?" she asked, more curious than embarrassed. "Because you're allergic to them," I responded. "Didn't you feel them burning your little pussy whenever you wore them?" "I guess. But what's a pussy?" "Between your legs. Where you pee from." "My gina?" she asked, looking at her mother. "Vagina. But yes," her mother confirmed. "That's why your pussy, your gina, burned and itched so much when you wore panties. Mom can't let you wear panties any more. Right, Mom?" "Right," she confirmed. "And doesn't your pussy feel oh so much better without them than it did with them?" "Yes." "So much better that you don't ever want to wear them again, right?" "Right! My pussy feels way better without those llergic panties!" she exclaimed. "Still, I think your mom better check and make sure your pussy wasn't damaged while you had them on. Pull your dress up, Chrissy." She dutifully pulled her dress up to her waist, revealing pouty pussy lips. "Mom, rub between her legs and see if you can feel anything wrong." Chrissy spread her legs while her mother gently felt her bare pussy. "I don't feel anything wrong," she said, hesitantly. "Would you like me to make sure?" I asked. "Please do. I would hate to miss something." "OK. I'd be glad to. Chrissy, come a little closer." She walked over to me, still holding her sundress up to her waist. "This will never do. Mom, can you just take her dress off so I can examine her better?" Without hesitation her mother pulled off Chrissy's dress and placed it on the growing pile of clothes. "Much better," I said. "Now Chrissy, do you know how to do a bridge?" "Like in gymnastics?" she asked. "Yes. Like in gymnastics." Without a word she lay on her back. Placed the palms of her hands by her head and raised her naked body up in the air, exposing her wide open slit to her mother and me. I gently rubbed my fingers up and down her slit, caressing her tiny clit. Her skin was creamy smooth. "See that rash covering her pussy and bottom?" I asked. "Where?" her mother responded. "Right here," I replied tracing around her crotch. "It's much worse than I thought it would be." "Yes. I see it. My poor baby." "She obviously should never be permitted to wear panties again." "Obviously," the mother replied. "In fact, you're going to throw all her panties away as soon as you get home." "Yes. I'm going to throw all her panties away as soon as I get home." "I wonder if the rash has moved into her vagina?" I slid my finger inside to my first knuckle. "Uh oh." "What?" her mother asked. "Put your finger in here," I instructed. "Will it fit?" she asked while slipping her index finger in next to mine. "Of course," I replied. "Nothing makes Chrissy feel as great as having something in her pussy. Isn't that right, Chrissy." "Yeah. That feels really good," she confirmed. "What do you feel?" I asked her mother. "I'm not sure. Is that her hymen?" "Yes. Unfortunately it is." "That's bad?" "Very bad. Most parents are removing hymens as soon as their daughters can walk to prevent accidental ruptures and potential internal bleeding. I'm surprised your pediatrician hasn't already recommended it." "What do I do?" "We need to remove it," I replied, still wiggling my finger inside Chrissy's pussy. "How?" "Well, the best tool to remove the hymen is the one God created for the purpose. A penis is perfect. Would you like me to come to your home and take care of it for you?" "Yes. I'd like you to come remove my daughter's hymen for us." "Does Cindy still have hers?" "As far as I know." I noticed she was still fingering her youngest daughter along with me. Sliding our fingers out of her pussy I said, "Chrissy, you can go play now. But tell Cindy we need her to come see us." "OK." She collapsed down to the ground then got up and ran over to tell Cindy I needed her, still bare assed naked.. "Pull your panties off, Sweetie. This man needs to check your hymen." I love it when my subjects become so immersed in my plan that they no longer need my direction. "Right here? People will see my pussy." "That's OK, Cindy," I said. "You love it when people see your pussy. And you will feel absolutely amazing if you take your panties off now." She slid her panties off, revealing her bare 7 year old pussy. "I feel amazing!" she exclaimed. "In fact," I said. "The best feeling in the whole world is to be completely naked. Why don't you take your tee shirt off, too?" In seconds it joined the growing pile of clothes next to me. "Cindy, you're going to be naked whenever you possibly can, right?" "Right. I love being naked and will be whenever I possibly can." "You'll be completely naked whenever you're at home, no matter who is there." "I'll be completely naked whenever I'm at home." "Any time you visit someone else's home you'll strip until they tell you to get dressed 3 times." "I'll strip whenever I go to someone else's home and won't dress until they tell me to 3 times." "Suzy, you'll love for your daughters to be nude and for people to see them, right?" "Right. They're gorgeous and I love for people to see them." "You'll encourage them to be nude wherever they can be and will dress them as revealing as possible when they cannot be nude." "That is a great idea. I'll dress them in revealing clothes if they cannot be naked." "Now, come sit on my lap, Cindy, and let me see if you still have your hymen." She climbed into my lap and I reached around and slid my finger into her slit. As expected, it quickly bumped into that membrane. "Yep. Just as I feared. Suzy, feel here." Suzy slid her finger in alongside mine. Cindy moaned quietly. "You love having things in your pussy, don't you Cindy?" She nodded her head, eyes closed. "We're going to need to remove her hymen as well, don't you agree Suzy?" Nodding, Suzy said, "Yes, we'll need to remove her hymen as well." About that time a woman came striding towards us with steam coming out her ears. She looked to be in her mid twenties, trim with firm tits wearing khaki shorts and a blue polo shirt. "Are you the parents of that naked little girl in the playground? How could you let your little girls roam around here naked like that?" Then she saw my finger gently massaging Cindy's pussy. "Unhand that young girl right now, you... you... pervert!" Suzy just froze, looking confused. "Ma'am," I said, looking her right in the eye. "Come sit next to me." I patted the bench next to me. I hate it when people try to impose their morality on my perversion. "I am not going to sit next to a pervert" she announced. And sat down next to me. "What's your name?" "Laura!" she spat, still fuming. "Laura, I'm sorry you're so embarrassed." "I'm not embarrassed. I'm upset at what you're doing to that poor girl!" "I don't mean about Cindy, here. I'm sorry you're so embarrassed about what you're wearing." She stopped, puzzled, then crossed her arms across her chest. "I'm not embarrassed." "I can just tell how incredibly unhappy and embarrassed you are at how incompetent you are at buying nice clothes." "I try to buy nice clothes," she whispered, covering her chest as though she were nude. "I know. It's so embarrassing to know that everyone is staring at you and making fun of the awful clothes that you wear." "Everyone is staring at me?" "Yes, Laura. Everyone stares at the clothes you are wearing. Isn't that embarrassing?" "Yes. It's really embarrassing." She wrapped her arms around herself and crossed her legs, hiding her body from us. "So much more embarrassing than when you're naked," I said. "Yes, it is more embarrassing than when I'm naked." "No one has ever laughed at you when you've been naked, have they?" "No. No one has ever laughed at me when I've been naked." "But they always laugh at you and make fun of you behind your back when you're dressed no matter what you're wearing." "Yes, they do," she said, starting to tear up. "And you feel utterly miserable whenever you're wearing clothes, don't you?" "Yes," she whimpered, a tear rolling down her cheek. "If you undress, you'll feel so much better." "But people will still stare at me." "Yes. But they are admiring your body, not laughing at your clothes." "Really?" "Yes. You will feel amazing, even when complete strangers are staring at you or even taking pictures of you." Without a word she stood up, took her polo shirt off revealing firm small breasts in a sensible white bra. Reaching behind she unsnapped it and let it fall into her hands with a sigh of relief. She unsnapped her shorts and in one motion slid them and her white panties down to her sandaled feet and stepped out of them. She sat down next to me with a relaxed look on her face. "You feel amazing," I announced. "Yes, I feel amazing." "And if people look at you or stare at you or take pictures of you, you won't be embarrassed because you know you look and feel amazing." "Yes. Now when people look at me I will not be embarrassed. I will feel amazing." "In fact, you feel so amazing being naked that you will never, ever, wear clothes again." I really do hate it when people push their morality on me. "You're right. I feel so good right now that I will never wear clothes again." Through this whole conversation I had continued gently rubbing little Cindy's virgin pussy, slipping my finger in and out, rubbing my thumb around her budding clit. She had leaned her bare body back against my chest and closed her eyes. "You love watching young children discover their sexuality, don't you Laura." "Yes. I love watching young children." "Which children are yours?" I asked, turning my attention back to the playground. "Johnny is the one on the monkey bars staring at that beautiful naked little girl," she replied. "Oh, he's a big boy," I stated, a plan developing in my devious little mind. "How old is he?" "Johnny's twelve," Laura replied. "You look very young to have a twelve year old son," I stated. "How old are you?" "I'm 26," she replied, bashfully. "Wow. That means you were just a little older than he is when you got pregnant. What did your father think?" Laura was silent for a moment, then looked me in the eye and said, "He was afraid - but also proud of finally having a son." "Why don't you call him over here and tell him about your decision," I asked. "Johnny! Come here for a minute!" she yelled. Johnny turned to look at his mother and stopped dead in his tracks, mouth hanging open as he saw his mother completely naked for the first time in his memory. "Don't dawdle, Johnny. Come here," his mother called. With a look of extreme confusion, Johnny trotted over taking in the entire scene: his mother, sitting nude on a park bench next to a man fingering a seven year old naked girl while another woman sat next to him watching. "Mom, you're naked!" Johnny exclaimed - stating the obvious. "Isn't it wonderful!" she responded, standing and twirling around as though she was modeling a new dress. "But.... But people will see!" "Of course they will, silly. But they won't laugh at my embarrassing clothes anymore." Confusion rolled through the young boy's face. "Don't you think you're mom looks beautiful naked?" I asked the young boy. He turned and looked at me for the first time, then looked back at his mother. "Well, yeah. I guess so. I mean, yeah, she is beautiful." "Don't you think she looks much better like this than she does in her embarrassing clothes?" "Ummm. Sure." "Because her clothes really do look awful on her, don't they?" "Yes. Yes, sir. They do look awful on her," the boy responded. "In fact, you don't think she should ever wear clothes again, do you?" "Well of course not," he replied indignantly. "Why would she wear such ugly clothes when she looks so much more beautiful without them?" "Plus, she's really sexy, isn't she?" "Yes. Yes she is." "Especially when she sits with her legs open showing off her glistening wet pussy." "Yeah. Her pussy is wet, isn't it?" "I bet you'd really like to touch it, wouldn't you?" Johnny licked his lips. "Yeah. Yeah I would." "You'd like to touch her more than almost anything, wouldn't you, Johnny?" "Yeah," he replied, stepping forward. "Too bad you can't." He looked up at me, dejected. "But... But I want to." "But you're dressed. You know you can't touch your momma unless your naked." He looked around nervously. "Of course, any time your momma's naked you can be naked too, don't you agree?" Johnny nodded his head, and pulled his shirt over his head. Without hesitation, he dropped his shorts and underwear to his ankles, letting his hard little cock pop out to the world. Without even bothering to step out of his shorts, he shuffled closer to his mother and slid his fingers up her dripping pussy. Laura had been sitting still, staring at her son as he undressed. As his fingers slid up her pussy, she gasped out loud, shuddering as a small orgasm radiated through her body. "You just love it when your little boy touches your bare pussy, don't you Laura?" "Ohhh, yesss," she whispered, her eyes rolling backwards into her head. "You know what's even more exciting than having your little boy fuck you senseless?" I asked. Her eyes popped open, hungry with lust. "Watching him pop a young girl's virgin cherry. Don't you think that's the hottest thing in the whole fuckin world?" "Oh, God! Yes," she moaned. "Just imagining his little cock pushing into a tight little pussy will get you soaking wet." "Ohh, God..." "And watching him do it will make you orgasm harder and longer than anything else you'll ever experience." "Yes...." All this time I'd been holding little Cindy in my lap, legs spread on either side of mine while I gently twirled her clit. Her head was resting back against my shoulder, eyes closed. Periodically her body would shiver as tiny orgasms rolled through her little bare body. "Suzy, don't you think it would be amazing and incredibly exciting to watch young Johnny fuck your little girl for the first time?" Suzy jumped a little as though coming out of a trance as she was brought back in to the conversation. "Yes. Yes it would be amazing," she replied. "More than amazing," I replied. "It's the hottest thing in the world to watch your little girls fuck, no matter who it is, isn't it?" "Yes. It's the hottest thing in the world." "In fact, you can't keep from masturbating whenever you watch your little girls with a cock in their pussy or mouth, or even in their ass." "Of course I can't," she replied. "It's so exciting to see them fucking someone." "Johnny, how often do you masturbate?" I asked the young boy. "Ummm... almost every night before I go to sleep," he replied. "And do you squirt?" "Yeah." "Wonderful," I replied. "I want you to come over here and put that hard little cock right in Cindy's pussy, OK?" Johnny pulled his fingers from his mother's sopping cunt and shuffled over between my spread legs. "Cindy." Cindy opened her eyes and looked up at me. "Johnny is going to put his cock inside your pussy. You want that, don't you?" "Yes. That would be nice," she replied, clearly unsure what that actually meant. "It's going to hurt just a little bit when he first does it, but then it's going to feel better than anything you've ever felt before." "It'll feel better than anything I've ever felt before," she repeated. I slid my fingers down and spread her pussy lips open as Johnny pressed his hard little cock against it. I positioned it just right, then said, "OK Johnny, push in as hard as you can." Nature knows what to do, even when the participants haven't a clue. His cock slipped in, stopped for a moment as it bumped up against her hymen, then with a firm push slid all the way in. Cindy gasped as her young cherry popped, then relaxed. Nothing else needed to be said. Little Johnny immediately began pulling back and pushing in, fucking the 7 year old girl as though he'd done it all his life. "That's the best feeling in the world, isn't it Cindy?" I asked. "Yes. It's the best feeling.... oh.... yes.... the best...." she muttered. I looked at Suzy, who had 3 fingers deep in her pussy. "Your baby girl just climaxed with this boys cock inside her." Suzy grunted as her orgasm spasmed through her body, her eyes glued to her young daughter's pussy. Nature tells young boys what to do, but doesn't give them much time to do it. In a matter of moments, Johnny's legs stiffened, he pushed himself right up against Cindy and started squirting deep into her little pussy. Cindy let out a squeal, rocked back against my chest, and wrapped her legs around Johnny's bare ass, pulling him deeper into her. A few moments later, both children relaxed and Johnny stepped back, a long string of cum hanging between his wet cock and her dripping pussy. "That was amazing," Suzy whispered, her fingers still deep in her open pussy. Little Cindy just leaned back against my chest, legs splayed wide, cum mixed with scarlet dripping from her young pussy. Johnny was grinning like the Cheshire cat. He may not have known exactly what to do, but he knew he'd just fucked a girl and wanted to do it again. "You want to do that again, don't you Johnny?" I asked. "Hell yeah," he replied, nodding enthusiastically. "Chrissy, come here!" Suzy called, without being bidden. The naked five year old climbed off the monkey bars and ran over to us. "This boy is going to fuck you," Suzy announced, almost panting. "Lay down and spread your legs." "What's fuck you mean, Mommy?" she asked, somewhat nervously. "Chrissy," I said before her mother could interject, "that's when a boy or a man puts his cock, his penis, inside your pussy, your vagina, and it is the best feeling in the whole world, isn't it Cindy?" Cindy nodded her head. "So, sit here between your mommy and me and spread your legs really wide." She hopped up. "Now, Johnny, before you stick your cock in any pussy, you must make sure that it is really wet. Do you know how to do that?" Johnny shook his head no. "You have to lick it until the girl is moaning and wiggling around. And the cool thing is that it tastes absolutely wonderful. You'll think it's the best tasting thing in the whole world." Johnny immediately knelt down and stuck his tongue right into Chrissy little slit. Chrissy squealed at the touch of his wet tongue, then giggled as he began earnestly lapping up juices. "Cindy, I bet I know what your favorite food is," I said, turning to the naked girl on my lap. "What?" she replied, watching Johnny licking her little sisters slit. "Cock juice." "What's cock juice?" "It's what Johnny squirted into your pussy a moment ago. It feels great squirting up your pussy doesn't it?" "Yep! It felt great!" "Well, it tastes even better. Would you like to taste mine?" "Oooh. Yeah. Can I?" "Of course. Hop down and turn around." She hopped down and turned to face me as I pulled my rock hard cock out of my pants. I'm not a horse. I'm average, folks. Five and a half to six inches long. Cut. Cindy stood staring at it, strings of Johnny's cum hanging from her pussy. "Grab the base like this," I said, wrapping her hand around my cock. "Then lick and suck this just like it was a lollypop - only make sure not to bite it. Now stick the tip in your mouth and bob up and down on it. That's right." Cindy was pushing half my cock into her mouth then sliding it out again. I turned to Johnny and Chrissy. She was moaning and wiggling. "OK, Johnny. You can fuck her now." Johnny stood up and immediately stuck his cock balls deep into Chrissy's now wet pussy. She gasped as he penetrated her hymen. Tears started to spring into her eyes. "I told you it would hurt just a little bit right at first. But now it feels better than anything, doesn't it?" She visibly relaxed. Tears disappeared. She nodded and began panting as he Johnny increased his tempo. "Now, Cindy, in a minute I'm going to squirt. You're going to love that taste better than anything else. You'll suck ever drop and swallow as much as you can. If any leaks out of your mouth you'll scoop it up and eat every drop." "Mmmhhmm," she responded. The two mothers were masturbating furiously as they watched their children fucking and sucking. Johnny's legs tightened and he pushed deep into Chrissy as his climax rolled through his cock. Chrissy, like her sister, grunted as she pushed herself on to him, wrapping her bare legs around his waist. I grabbed Cindy's head and exploded into her mouth. It caught her by surprise, but she immediately began swallowing and sucking. Not able to keep up, cum began overflowing and running down her chin. She kept sucking until she was sure I was dry then stood back and looked up at me, cum hanging from her chin. "That was delicious!" she announced as she scooped a huge glob from her chin and licked it off her fingers. "Chrissy, you'll love cock juice as much as your sister will." Her head was tilted back, eyes closed, body trembling as Johnny stood with his cock deep in her pussy and nodded. I sat up and looked at the sex ravaged group in front of me. "Hey, everyone," I said to get their attention. "Everything I've told you you'll remember and do for the rest of your lives. But you will not remember me or what I look like. Right?" They all nodded their heads and repeated in unison, "We will remember all you told us, but we will not remember you or what you looked like." I stood up, tucked my shrinking cock back in my pants, and walked away. When I turned to look back, Cindy was sucking the cock juice out of Chrissy and Johnny was licking his mother's pussy.