Naomi on his Mind (Patreon)

Full story is in your Commission Lovers folder!

Naomi On His Mind

Written by HarmonyMotion
Commissioned by 10k

Alan groaned in lust as his knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel. His neighbor, a homely redhead named Daisy, who lived just a few apartments over, had caught him exiting the hallway on his way to the enormous personality typing psychology conference that he’d been hired to arrange.

And when girls caught him going somewhere, it invariably meant that he was about to get his dick sucked.

The stunningly slender super model yet pornographic blonde who lived in his head rent free cackled as his friendly neighbor Daisy bobbed up and down on his turgid cock while he drove through the busy city streets on his way to TIMBYcon.

“Enjoying your daily blowjob?” Naomi taunted as she licked her shining, pristinely pink lips with her soft, fleshy tongue. The scent of her sweet, perfumed breath wafted into his nostrils despite her total non-existence in the physical world.

Alan groaned as the sight of her sensual seduction ravaged his senses, her profound sexuality far more potent than the cute neighbor slurping and bobbing between his legs.

“S-stop... I have to drive...” Alan managed to mumble.

“This is only the first of many!” the blonde chuckled, the endless waves of her curly blonde hair waved back and forth like a beautiful, golden, shimmering curtain. The thick, precious mane of her soared down her sculpted, arched back, down past her wonderfully pert and raised bubble butt, and ended at her knees.

Until those hairs extended even longer as they surged toward Alan, stabbing his projected self and impaling him with her loveliness. Every inch of his body was so vulnerable to every minute molecule of hers. Wherever her hair penetrated him, wherever it slid over his skin like the softest, most luxurious silk, a surge of body-tensing, bone-crunching arousal coursed through his physical body. He could feel the hot spot reflected in every single location as he drove—his fingers, squeezing the steering wheel; his heart, thundering and pounding as she squeezed his torso and slid her hair over his flesh; his penis... totally enveloped by her soft yet powerful loveliness, tugging and pumping at his shaft with far more vigor, far more expertise, and far more effectiveness than Daisy currently was with her mouth...

“I know you’ve been trying so hard to avoid your cute little neighbor! You didn’t want to turn her into your little love slave, hmm? So cute! And so utterly, utterly pointless...” the blonde’s hairs whipped back into their usual length as she winked at Alan and blew a large bubble with the bubblegum she was suddenly chewing. “Well, guess what? You don’t get any say in what happens to you! I dictate everything!” She flexed her chest, making her absolutely huge melons bounce violently on her otherwise slender, flawless body.

“Daisy...” Alan managed to whisper, sorry for the inevitable fate that had befallen her.

“Mm Mmm mmmmm?!” she looked up at her with her brown eyes. But all Alan could see was the superimposed image of Naomi’s individual long, dark lashes contrasting her piercing, multicolored iridescent eyes sparkling at him from Daisy’s far less resplendent visage. “Hrmm frr mm?” Daisy moaned.

“See? She likes it!” Naomi chuckled.

“You... twisted her...” Alan objected.

Daisy immediately popped off his cock and looked at him.

The configuration didn’t make any sense. Alan was still stopped at a red light, and in between his legs and the car’s pedals was his homely neighbor. There should have been no space down there for an entire person, yet she was perched comfortably down there! The floor was cushiony soft, his feet simultaneously could and couldn’t reach the pedals, their bodies seemed to overlap and occupy the same space when convenient...

And the car occupied no extra space outside the vehicle too, despite its conflicting spaciousness within. The laws of physics were totally suspended!

“Oh Alan, I love to suck your dick,” his neighbor began to drone mindlessly. “I love to suck your dick and make you come. Because Naomi ordered me too, and Naomi loves it when you come for her. She took over my mind, my entire personality. I have no desires anymore but to suck your dick. I love what Naomi did to me. I don’t care what happens to me, as long as I can fuck you!” Daisy continued to recite.

“Let her gooo!” Alan whined.

Daisy redoubled her efforts on Alan’s throbbing, impressive manhood.

That was another thing that had happened. Ever since Naomi had entered his life—well, his mind—he found himself constantly aroused, and more of a man than he’d ever been. The phantom woman seemed to be able to manipulate his sexual drive at will, enhancing his angry cock a few extra inches for good measure as she took away his refractory period. His orgasms were a verifiable fountain of semen, spurting from his angry, bulbous tip. And once he was done drowning the one of the women who had inevitably been controlled into sucking his cock, he was always ready to go again. His climax was always simultaneously powerfully achieved beyond his wildest dreams, but never satisfied!