I can make people do things

“I don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Things like that. And anyway, I have a boyfriend.”

I turned my persuasion back on.

“Come over?” I asked.

Liz did it. She walked into the bar and up to me. I put the cucumber down and held her in my arms.

“Kiss me like you do him. Touch me like you do him.”

I held Liz’s bare ass in my hands. Her arms were around my neck. We kissed passionately. Her tongue went in my mouth and she lifted a leg as I dabbed at her pussy from behind. The heat was amazing. Liz ripped open my pants and shoved them half down, gripping and pulling my cock as we kissed.

“Do you like being fucked?”

Liz nodded, still kissing and pulling.

“How’s my cock? You wanna try it?”

“Please.”

“How do you like being fucked?”

“From behind,” she grinned.

“Turn around?” I told her.

Liz spun and pushed her ass out.

“Are you in the pill? Or does your boyfriend use condoms?”

“Condoms,” she panted. He was away so much that she couldn’t see the sense in being on the pill.

I held my cock at her entrance.

“You like being fucked, right? You like having cock in you?”

Liz nodded.

I pushed in. It was heavenly. Liz’s cunt was like satin. Smooth and tight, it pushed in on all sides of my shaft, and yet I silkily sunk fully inside her.

“How does it feel without a condom, just raw cock?”

“Amazing” Liz said honestly.

“And this?” I asked, slowly pumping her cunt.

“That’s good,” she said, mouth open, looking back at me fucking her.

“You wanna fuck naked?” I asked her.

Liz nodded and stood as best she could to untie and unbutton her shirt. She took off her small bra. I took my top off, then reached around to hold her peach breasts.

“Wow, these are nice.”

I undid her hair tie and let it flow free as I held her up by her breasts and pumped at her pussy from behind. Liz started to whimper. I let her have an orgasm. The first one was constrained, Liz was gripping my hands on her breast and biting her tongue. But by the second and third one, she was able to let loose. Screaming, swearing, professing love. We fucked like rabbits. At the onset of her fourth orgasm, I let her mind go, I let her feel naturally the sex we were having. That orgasm was different. It was her own. She shook quietly, rolling her hips back at me trying to maximize the contact of the cock and her vagina.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe we are doing this. Here. At work.”

“I know. It’s something special,” I said, panting.

“You can’t tell anyone we did this,” Liz warned me.

“Okay,” I shrugged, “but it’s been nice. You look like you’ve enjoyed it.”

“I have never, ever cum so much.” Liz moved forward, gingerly removing herself from my cock. She turned and came in to hold me, tits against my chest. “I don’t know what you did to me, but some girl is going to love being married to you one day. Your cock has some sort of magic in it.”

I held her ass and we kissed. I wasn’t making her do it, her actions were natural. After having a guy up your cunt for thirty-five minutes, it’s difficult not to form an affection. I held her perfect ass and Liz gripped my slimy erection and tugged.

“You haven’t cum,” she sympathized. “Can I help?”

“Can we clean up the bar first? Can we spend the night at your place? I’ll cum in you in your bed?”

I had my mind ready to pull the trigger on persuasion, depending on her answer.

“I’m not on the pill. You can’t cum in me.”

“I’ll pull out and cum on your tits.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

“Oh god, how did this happen? I swear I had no intention at all to fuck you. I’m sorry. It wasn’t something I ever thought about.”

I ran my hands up and down her naked back, feeling goosebumps rise at my touch.

“But you’re glad it happened, right?”

“I’m amazed it happened. I have a boyfriend.”

“He’s not around?”

“He works on boats, goes out for weeks at a time.”

“When is he back?”

“Two more weeks.”

“Well, then, I can borrow your pussy for a time?”

“Come on,” she said, tugging harder on my cock and kissing my lips. “Let’s get this done and get back to my place. We need to get rid of your sperm, so you can think clearer. One night in my bed, then I’m kicking you out.”

“And I can fuck the shit out of you?”

“You already have! Oh, have you had your ankles in your pants this whole time?”

“Yeah,” I grinned.

“God you poor thing, step out.”

“Difficult with shoes.”

Liz helped me get out, so both of us were naked but for our shoes.

“Nice body,” she nodded and smiled. We stayed naked to clean and pack and close off the till. It was a thrill to see her moving around our every-day environment in such a not-every-day way. I couldn’t help but lay her back onto one of the tables by the window and nail her again, standing to fuck her as she lay back on the cold wood. I used persuasion to give her a screaming, squirting orgasm.

“I swear. This has never happened,” Liz puffed as she reached for dining napkins to wipe away her juices from the table. “Never. Your cock is a magic wand.”

“So I can fuck you til your boyfriend comes back?”

“Maybe,” Liz conceded. “If you keep doing that.”

Liz complained when I started taking photos but didn’t stop me. When we eventually dressed, we left our underwear off. We actually forgot her panties were in the storeroom drawer, which was a bit of a give-away to the boss the next day at work. We both had cars so I followed Liz to her building. There was a car-park underneath with visitor spaces, I could pull in next to her.

“Hey, come in here,” Liz told me, smiling, back door of her Toyota open.

“There?”

“I’ve always wanted to make out in the back seat of my car. My boyfriend says it’s ridiculous. What do you say?”

I didn’t say. I acted. I jumped in the back and pulled off my pants before Liz came in after me.

“It’s tight back here,” I complained.

“You wanna fuck me or not?”

“Want!”

Liz came and sat on my lap. With no underwear under her skirt, her pussy lips greased my shaft for a time before she lifted and put herself to the spot. We kissed longingly as her vagina engulfed my erection. I held her gorgeous ass and helped her lift up and down.

The kissing was the nicest part. Back in the bar it was overwhelming to have cock in her cunt for the first time, but now we were used to each other’s penis and vagina, the intimacy of kissing made it special. Not just the mouth, Liz kissed my ears and neck affectionately as she masturbated my cock with her pussy. The garage was well lit, we could easily have been caught but given it was well after one, no one was around. I took off my top and we undid the buttons on Liz’s shirt so she could rub her breasts against me.

“Don’t you think it’s nice to do it back here?” she smiled in the bright light. Her tits looked fantastic bobbing freely.

“You’re reliving some teen memory,” I accused her.

“Maybe,” she grinned. “But it didn’t go this far. I was too scared to take my pants off back then.” Liz pumped her hips sensually. “But now, I’m full of you. I love it.”

“Liz. We need to go upstairs. I really really need to cum. It’s been such an effort to hold off so long, I’m not sure I can last much longer. I am seriously ready to burst.”

“You wanna cum in me?”

“You said I can’t.”

“You’ve done such a great job,” she said kissing my ear. “I’ve cum five times, you’ve been holding on so bravely. You’ve been a star. I’ll give you a reward. Cum in me.”

“You’ll get pregnant,” I groaned, seriously on edge.

Luz shrugged. “I might not.”

“Oh god, you wanna take that chance?”

“Cum. I give it to you.”

“Liz, seriously, I am losing it.”

“Your reward. Do it. Cum in me.”

She used her pussy to grip the base of my cock and tug me. It was too much. I grabbed her ass in one hand and the back of her neck in the other. I kissed her mouth and squeezed her ass equally fiercely as I Gatling-gunned a white reel of sperm into the depths of her beautiful gorgeous “Cunt!” I yelled out at the top of my voice as I spurted violently. “I love your cunt!”

It was a big one. Huge. I myself could feel the warmth of it everywhere around my shaft inside her. Some of it trickled out of her, over me and onto her car seat.

“Liz...thank you. That was a privilege, I know. Thank you. Getting you pregnant is amazing.”

She kissed me with the affection of a new mother.

I wasn’t going soft so eventually she lifted off and held her hand at her pussy to reduce the leaking. I got out first and helped her shuffle over. Once she was outside Liz let go of her cunt. A stream of my semen poured onto the garage floor.

“Wow, I never expected it would be so much.”

“You’ve never been cum in?”

“Of course not!” she said and kissed me. “So now you know how impressed I must be, to take this gamble.”

I put my T-shirt and pants on. Liz took her shirt off and used it to wipe the muck from her back seat. She held it to her front as we got in the lift.

“It’s dirty and wet. No one will be around this late,” she said, with a degree of anxiety.

Her apartment was small and clean.

“I used to share with a girl from my college, but my boyfriend pays half now. Though he’s not here a lot.”

Mention of her boyfriend didn’t stop Liz from throwing the shirt in the laundry basket and taking off her skirt.

“Do you want a drink?” she asked. “Or a shower? Or do you just want to go to bed?”

“And fuck you?”

Liz nodded. “You can. If you still can.”

We crawled into her bed naked. I hadn’t needed to persuade Liz since we left the bar, but I gave us both a nudge to get me hard and her wet. For comfort. We fucked ever so slowly, talking, getting to know each other.

“He fucks you in this bed?”

“Uh-Huh.”

“Right here, where we are?”

“Hmmm. Does it turn you on, thinking of me laying on my boyfriend? Naked. Taking his cock same as this?”

“It does. Do you have videos of him fucking you?”

“Yeah. Somewhere.”

“Can I see?”

“Later. Tomorrow. I’m sleepy. You wanna cum in me again, or fall asleep with your cock in me?”

“Cum in you,” I smiled. It wasn’t me causing her to suggest that. All I had done was kickstart us. I was in adoration of the woman I was slowly mating. Yes, mating. Ejaculation flowed into her, striving to get further inside her than I ever could. I felt jealous of my sperm.

In the morning I woke first. I didn’t have anything on that day more important than sucking the tits of the gorgeous nude next to me.

“You’re not my boyfriend,” Liz said, opening her eyes slowly.

“Do you feel bad?” I asked, tongue rolling around her nipple.

“I’ve never liked people that cheat. Now I’m one of them.”

I crawled down between her thighs and sucked her pussy to life. Crawling back up her body, I stuck my cock up her cunt and my tongue in her mouth.

“You stink of me,” she complained, kissing back.

“I like that you drink your own cunt juice,” I grinned, twitching my cock deep inside her. “You feel bad about cheating on your man?”

“I feel terrible for him. He trusts me. He would be devastated to know I was in my own bed with you. All night. Making me cum. Getting me pregnant.”

“He doesn’t make you cum?”

Liz shook her head. “Not like you. No.”

“He never got you pregnant?”

“No one ever got me pregnant! I always use a condom.”

“Maybe that’s why you had so much fun. Bare cock in you. The thrill of being mated?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

We rolled around her bed talking and kissing and fucking and laughing. I did her from above, looking at her eyes roll as I made her cum again. Liquid sprayed and poured out of her. Both us and the mattress were wallowing in her muck.

“God, I so hope that’s not pee,” Liz panted, shuddering after her dizzying orgasm. “Get up. I’m going to have to wash everything. Dry the mattress.”

I wouldn’t have done that at my place, I would have worn the stains proudly. Nevertheless, Liz stayed undressed the whole time; it was lovely to see her move about naked so naturally. After she cleaned up, we showered together.

“My pussy is a leaking tap around you,” Liz moaned as I tested her size with my fingers. “Geez, even with your hand I wanna cum. What have you done to me?”

“It’s my aftershave,” I joked.

“Oh god, can you...please don’t stop that. Send me...over. Shit.”

I was having my fun making her cum, no doubt. How could you not adore a guy that gave you wicked orgasms each time you had sex?

We went out for a late breakfast. Liz put her underwear on. I asked politely (politely means without persuasion) if one of them could come back off, either the top or bottom. She nodded, and let me choose. I said no pants. That made her choose a skirt over shorts. It worked out well.

“You don’t feel embarrassed when that blows up?” I teased her as we walked to a cafe in the middle of a huge park near her house.

“For my sanity, I’m choosing to ignore it,” she scowled. “So let’s not talk about it, yeah?”

“Sure,” I grinned. But it didn’t help that a guy ran his bike into the path of another as Liz’s skirt completely flipped up showing her half-shaved pussy to the poor guy. I helped Liz pick him back up; lucky no real harm was done. Liz blushed with embarrassment as the wind continued to flip the dress up, but she couldn’t just run off, she stayed and helped. The guy looked like he wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut. I wasn’t sure if he was pissed off, or delighted.

“Hi Liz,” the waitress asked when we arrived and sat at an outside table. It was glorious weather. “Why are you sitting on a napkin? is the seat not clean, I’ll get a cloth.”

“It’s okay. It’s okay,” Liz blushed, hardly in a position to explain. Her pussy was still leaking juices and air.

“Dave away again?” she asked, glaring at me.

“Yeah. This is my friend, we work together.”

“Oh yeah?” the waitress frowned. “That’s a fresh hickey on your neck.”

Liz grabbed at both sides of her neck.

“Oh shit! Where? You bastard,” Liz said to me.

The waitress laughed. There was no hickey. Liz blushed red as she fell hook, line and sinker.

“You bitch,” she complained at her friend. “You better not say anything. You can’t tell Dave.”

“Are you leaking his cum still? Is that why you’re sitting on that?” she grinned, twisting the knife.

“Hey, Alice. you can’t tell him.”

“I won’t,” she smiled. “What can I get you. Tea? Coffee? Extra cream?”

“Oh, stop it! God, I’m so sorry about her. I should never have come here,” Liz told me.

Eventually we were able to order sensibly and get food. Just as we finished, I looked at the lady and man that were coming over to sit at the table next to us.

“Good morning,” said the Elegant Lady. The Henchman didn’t talk.

I sighed.

“Liz, this is my...trainer? Boss?”

“Nice to meet you young lady. You are a handsome girl. I hope you are enjoying my boy’s company. I suspect he quite likes you,” she winked.

“Ummm...who are you? Who is this?”

“I’ll explain later. I do part time...stuff for these guys. With these guys.”

The Elegant Lady waited politely then turned to me and said, “Are you done? Everything worked, I presume? You two seem happy.”

“Yes,” I conceded, “It seems to work.”

“Excellent,” she smiled, turning to Liz. “Believe me, young lady, this boy is special. He can do things.”

The Elegant Lady gave a sly wink. Liz nodded and bushed.

“He’ll go a long way. You won’t want for anything if you can keep him interested.”

I could see Liz’s mind ticking over. If she could keep me interested? I think it was the first time she had considered she should be the grateful one, more than me.

“Who are you?” Liz asked, kind of to both of us.

“Royalty,” the Elegant Lady beamed.

“We are not royalty,” I chipped in quickly.

“No, you are right. Much more than that. And we are also late. Come on. Gally-oop. We need to go. I wasn’t expecting you’d spend the whole night with this young girl. Though I can see why you did. Very delightful young thing. And sitting on a tissue, it’s a dead giveaway dear. Best leave your underwear on when you are still leaking.”

“Please. Enough,” I said firmly as Liz again blushed. “Come on. I’ll come. Just...stop talking. Liz, I’ll call you before the shift. We’re both on again tonight.”

“Yes. With Jimmy and Sam,” she said, as if to warn me not to expect it to work out the same with those two around. Fridays were busy, there were always four staff.

“Bring a bag. Stay at my place tonight,” I told her.

Put on the spot, Liz quickly replied, “Okay.” Then she added, “Do I need pajamas?”

“No, no need. I live alone, you won’t need any clothes. Naked is fine.”

“Okay.”

We kissed and said goodbye. I followed the Elegant Lady and the Henchman back through the garden to the gate.

“You two didn’t eat,” I said.

They ignored me.

“Come. It’s your turn to give a favor.”

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I was a mess at the bar that night. Distracted. Pre-occupied by what was required of me. What the Elegant Lady was planning would be life-changing for myself and the world. It would need meticulously-planned persuasion, shifting from person to person seamlessly and efficiently. And there would be death. The outcome could not be achieved without death. And I had committed to it. It wasn’t just about my selfish gain; the cause was right. What we would do would be the starting point; we would change the world.

Restlessly, to distract myself I caused all sorts of mischief that night. There was a large crowd in. They were boisterous and drunk. And funnily enough, they became remarkably amorous. Almost all the young women in the bar that night had a moment of overwhelming urge to be fingered. By someone, anyone. To be fair most of the girls were with boyfriends. That worked out well. But for the singles it became interesting. The barmen always look good to drunk girls, and Jimmy and Sam found it an unusually lucky night for them. I didn’t have to persuade girls to fuck; once their fingering was underway it was a natural progression for many of them. The toilets were full. It was a hell of a night.

Jimmy and Sam left as soon as we closed, dragged away by one of their scores. Liz and I said we would clean. I didn’t have to persuade her to get naked. She wanted to know whether the night before had been a once-off. Could I really make her cum like that again? Now the novelty of having sex with me was gone, would it still work?

“I’m not sure you can,” Liz teased me, running away through the bar, naked but for her shoes. “It was beginners’ luck!”

“Let me try then! What is there to lose?” I smiled from the other side of a table.

“I’ll get pregnant!” Liz laughed, ducking away.

“You already are, no?”

“Oh god, I can’t believe I let you do that.”

“Cum in you?”

“Twice.”

“So, third time lucky! Come back here. Give me your cunt.”

Liz ran back behind the bar. She stood in the same spot I first pushed up her. She put hands on the bar, ass pointing back. It wasn’t my persuasion; I wouldn’t have thought of something as poetic as reenacting our first moment.

I stood behind the gorgeous naked woman. Her waist and hips were thin, her ass so cute. My cock was achingly hard. Touching, then gripping her hips, Liz shuddered. Poking at the spot, slowly I hurried my cock inside that beautiful girl. Turning my persuasion onto her for the first time that evening, I held my cock deep inside, motionless; at just the feel of my cock filling her, Liz had a wicked, spasming orgasm.

I moved once sharply, pumping then holding deep again. Liz lost her head entirely.

“Oh god! Fuck! Please! Stop teasing. Fuck me. Please. Fuck me properly.”

I fucked her. Properly. I gave her the most remarkable journey. Liz squirted, shuddered, shook, squealed and finally slumped, exhausted, my cock still deep in her.

“How can I ever go back?” she panted.

“Huh?”

“You have completely complicated my life. I was completely in love with my boyfriend.”