Mental Telepathy Ch. 2
Keywords: Mental, 2, Ch., Telepathy,
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.. "I want to watch you cum again... but not now... Now I just want you to feel good..."
Janine was breathing hard and her eyes were shut. Michael stood and moved behind her, running his hands up her thighs, over her hips, and up to the sides of her breasts. He looked at Lucy projecting, "I can feel the arousal in her mind."
"Do you want Michael to touch your breasts, Jan?" Lucy asked and got a nod in reply. "Then ask him to. He won't do it if you don't ask."
"Yes, oh god, yes, please. Please, Michael, touch me."
"Touch what, Jan?" Lucy prompted.
"M-my tits, please touch my tits." Michael's hands slid around and cupped her breasts. His fingers slid across the soft skin and Janine moaned in pleasure. He pressed her breasts together, kneading the flesh, and teased her large nipples between the first two fingers of each hand.
Lucy slipped to her knees in front of the brunette. Her fingers peeled apart Janine's naked pussy lips and her tongue darted out to flick over the clit that was exposed. Janine's knees began to shake. Lucy stood up, an evil smile on her face, and said, "Jan, what else would you like Michael to do?"
"F-fuck meee," she moaned.
"If you beg him, he might do it. If you tell him exactly what you want him to do and how you want him to do it, then he might agree to fuck you."
"I c-can't." Janine stammered, her voice low.
"Can't what, Jan? Can't beg? Is that your problem?" Janine nodded. "Too stuck up to beg, eh? I begged, Jan. I wanted his cock so much I begged for it." Lucy reached out her hand and slipped two fingers into Janine's pussy. Janine let a soft mewl, but said nothing. Lucy curled her fingers and began to rub where she knew it would do the most good. "Beg for it, Jan. You know you want it." And she pulled the fingers back out.
"Oh, god, no," Janine yelped. She turned and dropped to her knees in front of Michael. "Please fuck me, Michael. Put your cock in my cunt and fuck me 'til I can't walk. Screw me hard, please. Please?"
Michael raised an eyebrow and looked down at the brunette. "You want me to fuck you?" he said.
"Oh, god, yes."
"You want me to use you, fuck you like the whore you are?" She could only manage a nod this time. "You want me to bury my cock in your pussy and make you cum?" Another nod. "I can't hear you."
"Yes, I want you to make me cum with your big cock."
"On the floor, on your back. Spread your legs as wide as you can." She complied instantly, enthusiastically. Cheerleader training once again paid off as she spread her legs more than Michael considered humanly possible. He dropped to his knees between them and grabbed her knees, lifting her long legs up so that he could position the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She felt the head sliding between her pussy lips and let out a soft moan. Her eyes closed in expectation of the coming sensation. Michael looked up at Lucy, standing near Janine's head and she nodded enthusiastically. He plunged in, burying his whole length into her in one go.
She was very tight. Only the fact that her pussy was flooded with cunt juices stopped the thrust from hurting the both of them. It was pretty clear she had never had a penis of any size inside her. He pulled part way out and slid in again, eliciting a groan from his victim. The stretching she was getting seemed to be of the enjoyable kind. Michael picked up the pace.
"Oh, oh, oh, yes, faster." Seeing that Janine was getting vocal, Lucy decided that it was time to gag her. Pulling up her skirt, she straddled Janine's face with her legs and pushed her pussy down against her fellow cheerleader's mouth. There was a brief moment of resistance, and then she felt Janine's tongue searching for her clit.
"Ah, that's it," Lucy sighed. "I knew you knew how to do this, slut. Oh, yeah, that's, ahhh."
Michael and Lucy looked up at each other as Michael pounded into Janine and Janine's tongue worked over Lucy's pussy. Their eyes looked, neither looked away. "It's like that first dream I was in," Lucy thought. "In the pool house, Julia sat on my face to keep me quiet while you fucked me. God, but it felt good."
"It was the first time Julia pulled me into a dreamscape," Michael thought. "I was dreaming of you the previous night, but it wasn't really you. Julia came and took over one of my dreams. Then someone arranged for both of us to be at that party. And now we're playing it for real."
"You dreamed of me before that time at the party?"
"Yes, often."
A little shiver ran up Lucy's body. "I'm gonna cum," she groaned and her head rolled back on her neck.
Michael felt Janine's inner muscles starting to ripple around him and knew that she was also about to climax. She was tight to begin with and the added pressure was enough to start his balls tightening. He rammed into her hard; once, twice, on the third stroke he came, pumping jet after jet of semen into Janine's tight pussy. Janine's back was arched and her shoulders were trying to dig there way through the carpeted floor. Her tongue had gone from lapping playfully to rigidly pushing up into Lucy's cunt as the blonde came down off her high.
Lucy stood and pulled down her skirt. Michael pulled out of Janine and wiped himself on the towel he had been wearing. Then he went to the dryer to pull out his clothes. Dressed, he glanced down at Janine and noticed the little white thong lying beside her. He picked it up and pushed it into his pocket. "I'll keep those," he said. "You'll spend the rest of the night without panties on. Janine shivered in humiliation, but remained lying on the floor, breathing hard. "Shall we go?" Michael said to Lucy and, arm in arm, they left the pool house.
Brian spotted them as the entered the dining room and rushed over. Michael groaned inwardly, but Brian's face shone like a happy puppy. "I gotta talk to you, Michael."
"Look, Brian, I'm sorry about..."
"No, no, no. Don't you worry about that. You gotta try out for the team next year."
Michael and Lucy both looked blankly at the footballer. "I have to what?"
"Try out for the team. Jeez, if you can knock me over like that... Okay, so I wasn't ready for you, so maybe you couldn't do that on the field so easily. Just think about it. You could plough right through a defensive line, no trouble. You gotta talk to Coach, you gotta!"
"My life just gets stranger," he projected to Lucy. "I'll think about it, Brian," was what he said aloud. Brian's face changed to kicked puppy; that was what you said when you would not do anything about it. "I really will think about it, okay?"
Brian grinned. "Coach is gonna love you." His face became serious. "In a manly sort of way. We don't do that... kind of stuff in the team."
"Unlike in the cheerleaders, it seams," Michael thought, which sent Lucy into a laughing/coughing fit. Brian rushed off to get her a drink and the night turned into a very pleasant one. Lucy's 'crowd' now seemed to think Michael was some kind of long lost friend who had been away and now come back, rather than the member of the lower classes he had been in the previous school year. Michael had to put up with Brian fawning over them a lot to make sure he tried out, and Janine was a little to attentive to the needs of her guests. Luckily, Brian thought this had to do with his own liking for the new offensive genius, rather than the fucking the brunette had received earlier.
When the first of the other girls had come to him asking for a dance, he had started to decline when Lucy had butted in. "Go on, Michael, dance with Bethany. I'm a lucky girl to have you and I should spread my luck around a little." Michael shrugged and allowed Bethany to lead him out onto the dance floor.
She danced close, very close, rubbing her leg against his crotch the whole time. Her breast pressed into his chest and she could feel hard nipples poking into him.
After Bethany, there was Jackie, and after Jackie there was Mary Jane. When Mary Jane departed, her hand lightly groping his cock as she turned to leave, Helen stepped in for a slow dance. She held him close and he could feel her mound pressing into his cock, grinding into his cock, through her microscopic skirt and his pants. "Janine's right," she whispered as the music faded. "That cock feels fabulous."
Michael scurried off the dance floor before another girl could claim him. Lucy was waiting for him, a wicked grin on her face. "Enjoy that, did you?" she asked.
"I'm not sure if enjoy is the right word."
"I certainly enjoyed it. Watching them try and fuck you out there with your clothes on was quite a turn on. And the best bit is: you're mine."
"I think Janine has been chatting," he told her.
"Janine gossips like an old hen. One of them mentioned your huge cock did they? I've heard the rumours; seems you have a penis that King Kong would be proud of." She smirked and sipped her drink. "Maybe we could try a few of the other girls for size over the next few weeks."
"I know I made you my sex toy," Michael said, "but I really wasn't expecting Madam Whip to emerge."
Lucy put on her best butter-would-not-melt-in-my-mouth face. "Who, little me?"
The problem, of course, was that Michael's shoes were not dry. He had spent the evening in bare feet, but walking home was going to be difficult.
Janine offered to drive them. Her parents had bought her an open-topped beamer as soon as she was old enough to drive it legally and she liked to show it whenever possible. Today, she was particularly keen to point out that the passenger seat reclined a long way. Michael climbed into the passenger seat while Lucy squeezed in behind Janine.
"Should I screw her again?" he asked Lucy silently.
"Yes, I think so, but let's find somewhere interesting to do it."
"Turn left here," Michael instructed Janine, and she swerved the car around the corner, thankful for the power steering and automatic gearbox.
"But I thought..." Janine began.
"Thinking is not what you are here to do," Michael snapped at her.
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Keywords: Mental, 2, Ch., Telepathy,