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Nikki's Sin

By: captainscarlett



Nikki hung up the phone with her boyfriend smiling and giggling. He was finally home from college, and although he had to work with his dad all day he was definitely coming to the party tonight. She called Lisa a few minutes later. Manicures and pedicures were definitely needed, and she wanted her best friend to talk to. Lisa didn't answer so she sent texts too. Ever since she had met her new boyfriend, Eddie, she hadn't been answering the phone as much.

They had sex a lot. Lisa said that he liked it two or three times a day. Ever since Joe had moved to Seattle to go to U.W. Nikki was lucky to get it once a month. He apologized a lot, and he was just so busy. Joe had school, and football, and study groups, and hardly any time for her or them. She had been filling the time with Lisa. Shopping, hanging out, and whatever. Still, since she'd met this guy Lisa was busy all the time too.

The new boyfriend was older than Lisa, and she said he was smart, funny, and a gentleman. She'd never been a sex fiend before. She had enjoyed sex, and told Nikki little details about it. This time she wasn't saying as much except he was 'endowed' and they had sex all the time. Nikki picked up her keys and her purse and headed out to the mall. She wanted to get something sexy to wear for Joe, to remind him what he was missing.

It wasn't as much fun alone, but it was fun. She found a black dress, cut low and short. It was stretchy and revealing without making her feel like a complete tramp. She felt a little naked in it though. She couldn't wear a bra and her choice of panties was severely limited. She ended up buying the tiniest thong she had ever owned. It was like dental floss and gauze. Nikki's mom called half her panties butt floss anyway. She hated wearing no panties under a dress, she felt too vulnerable. She was definitely going to need to wax, get her toes done, and her nails though. Maybe if she was perfect she could convince Joe to go to State and move closer to her.

Waxing was torture, but the pedicure and manicure made it a little better. She ended up reading Cosmopolitan, some ancient issue, while she soaked. Did women really think like that? Did they think that the sex was so good that they'd lose the ability to talk? Did they really do all those things? Nikki liked sex, and she thought that Joe was pretty good at it. She could cum with him in less than fifteen minutes. She even came more than once several times with him. She rushed home late, showered, and ran over to Lisa's to help with the party.

Lisa greeted her with red­-rimmed eyes and upset. "I had a fight with him, and I don't know if he's coming back and Oh my god you look amazing!" She looked me up and down for a minute, and she felt like a pet in a shop window. "Joe's in town too?", was all she said. Nikki nodded and walked into the trashed apartment. They spent the afternoon in Lisa's sweats cleaning and scrubbing. Sweats and Nikki's new panties were a bad match. She felt naked, vulnerable, and uncomfortable most of the day. Finally at eight o'clock the apartment looked presentable and Lisa took another shower and put her dress back on.

Looking at herself in the mirror at Lisa's was somehow different than looking at herself at home. She felt sexier, and definitely more vulnerable in a good way. She couldn't decide if she liked it, and she knew that she'd definitely like it better if she could hold on to her boyfriend while she looked like this. She knew that other men would be looking at her too. She never minded that when she was with her man, but sometimes when she was alone she felt vaguely threatened by the whole idea of being on display like this. Being hunted, like prey.

She had some drinks with Lisa and kept checking her phone every five minutes wondering when Joe was going to show up. She was trying to be a good hostess. Lisa was taking a while to get ready and she wanted to be relieved of her hosting duties so she could enjoy her time with her boyfriend. She'd taken extra care of the spare bedroom. with any luck she'd be using it soon. She couldn't wait to see him.

The party was getting busy and she caught a guy looking at her. He was definitely cute, short hair, a little scruffy on his face and dressed well. She liked men who dressed up a little bit. He was wearing a pair of slacks and a collared shirt. He wasn't skinny and she had caught him staring at her cleavage when she had leaned over to get something out of the cabinet in the kitchen. The dress definitely had the desired effect, and he wasn't creepy about it. He smiled a little sheepishly when they had made eye contact. He knew he was caught and he sort of tipped his glass her way and nodded. Most guys just stood around with their mouths open. Sometimes real jerks made some obscene gestures. This guy was cooler than that.

Lisa was drinking pretty hard. It was obvious that she was upset, and if this had happened yesterday she probably would have cancelled the party. As it was she had an apartment full of people and was trying her best to just soldier on. Her liquid courage was going to get the best of her and Nikki tried to calm her down, but she wasn't having any of it. Lisa switched to shots and Nikki switched to plan B. She tried to delay and divert each new drink that Lisa wanted. It was always a losing battle, but nothing ventured nothing gained.

She was going down the hall to the bathroom and she felt someone looking she turned around to see who it was and the cute guy was just standing there admiring her ass. She almost reached down to pull her skirt down, but Joe was late and she was a little drunk so she put one foot in front of the other and rolled her ass at him. At least someone was appreciating all of the work that she had done today, and she thought she should give him a little something to think about. She didn't quite wink at him when she closed the door to the bathroom, but she caught his eye again.

Nikki got the text when she was in the bathroom. Joe was with his dad, drunk, at Hooters, and he wasn't going to make it to the party. She got emotional, then stopped herself. It wasn't like he was out with his friends exactly and I'm sure his father missed him just as much as she did. It just frustrated her and made her mad. She couldn't even run to get him, she was too drunk herself. She thought that maybe he wasn't being truthful with her, but she didn't have any way to prove that either. She wasn't sure what she was feeling exactly except neglected. Especially when Joe had been so funny the last few months at school. She put herself back together

in the bathroom and found herself thinking about the guy she'd caught staring at her. It wasn't like it was rude. A rude boy would make her feel like he was imagining her naked. This definitely felt different. It almost felt like he was kissing her with his eyes, and she admitted ot herself that she liked it.

She opened the door and walked down the hall and into the cute guy. She'd been distracted thinking about him honestly, and when she ran into him she was surprised and a little embarrassed. He was smiling, and before she knew it Nikki was smiling back at him. The smiling became an awkward silence in her head, but her mouth wouldn't work. She heard him shift his weight as he leaned toward her and she cocked her head as he whispered in her ear.

"You took so long in there that I thought you might have crawled out the window just to avoid me." Their eyes met and he smiled and she giggled. Wow, where did that come from she never giggled like that.

"No, I was just thinking and..." Nikki trailed off and looked into his warm brown eyes. She almost felt her knees go as she looked into his eyes, and he steadied her on her hip with his right hand. Now they were both smiling and giggling a little bit.

"You were thinking of avoiding me, or thinking of crawling out the window?" He kept the eye contact, and not aggressively. It was just obvious that he wanted to see her, and he wanted her to see him. He was completely open to her, and she found it disarming and sexy as hell.

"I was wondering why I got all dressed up tonight. I spent all afternoon cleaning Lisa's apartment, and I am probably going to spend all night holding Lisa's hair while she throws up if she keeps drinking like this..." She just trailed off, sort of ran out of steam as she fell back into his eyes.

"That's easy", he remarked. "You obviously got all dressed up for me." Nikki blushed beet red. She even felt her nipples harden just a millimeter or two. She was completely into this guy and she didn't even know his name. Plus it appeared he was psychic.

"My name is Eddie, and I'm pleased to meet you", the last part was almost a whisper as he kissed her quickly on the cheek. Nikki was sure that her knees were going to buckle then and he pulled her tighter into him and she kissed him back before she even realized she was doing it.

The kiss was epic. She kissed him on the mouth and though his lips were slightly parted he simply waited for her to make up her own mind. A more crass man would have gone in tongues blazing, and Joe had done that the first time he had kissed her. He'd apologized later and they'd both been drinking, plus she'd had such a crush on him that she forgave him. This guy Eddie waited for it. He waited with his warm, soft lips parted for her to decide. She relaxed into his arm and kissed him. Once she was sure she slipped her tongue against his lip and she shivered as he caressed it with his own. It seemed like they kissed for a long time, but it was probably only a few seconds. She giggled again, "I'm Nikki, and it's nice to meet you too."

Just right then she heard Lisa yelling "woo-hoooo" and she politely excused herself and ran to see what all the commotion was about. Lisa was trashed and she was dancing with one of her ex-­boyfriends. This wasn't going to end well. Nikki wasn't expecting her shirt to be on much longer. She was barefoot and drunk, and Nikki didn't know if she could be much help. Her mysterious suitor had either disappeared or gone to the bathroom himself.

The next hour was a whirlwind of activity. The party was definitely winding down and Lisa was so completely trashed that she ended up making a complete ass of herself. When she threw up into the trash can the guests started leaving pretty quickly. Their friend Megan helped Nikki drag Lisa into the bedroom, but she wanted to sleep in the spare room. She was sobbing something about not sleeping there without him, or something. Nikki couldn't really understand anything that Lisa was saying. She put Megan to sleep next to Lisa and she figured she could just sleep in Lisa's bed by herself. She walked into the living room to see if anyone else was left. The stereo was off and her ears were ringing. Even so she jumped half out of her skin when she saw him with a half ­full garbage bag in his hands picking up trash and beer bottles off the floor. She smiled at him, and he simply shrugged and kept going. Nikki found a drunk guy in the corner, and Eddie put him in a cab. Nikki and Eddie carried a few bags to the garbage chute, and when they were done he collapsed on the couch and Nikki brought him a beer.

They sat together quietly in Lisa's living room drinking their beers and trying not to wake up the drunk girls. Eddie set his beer down and leaned in for another kiss. Nikki kissed him fully and completely. When his hand stroked her leg she let him. She rubbed her fingertips across his scruff while they kissed and she liked it. She found herself straddling him to kiss him more and the size of his erection was pretty epic. It scared the shit out of her to be honest, and Nikki disengaged as quickly as she could.

"This is all we can do" she said. "I have a boyfriend and I probably shouldn't even be doing this but I was mad at him for leaving me alone tonight and it's not your fault and I'm sorry." He shifted underneath her and his cock in his slacks rubbed across her vulva covered in tiny panties and she shuddered. They both shuddered. It was nine kinds of wrong but neither Nikki or he seemed too much in a hurry to stop.

"It figures, if there is a beautiful woman that I completely connect with she always has a boyfriend." He sighed and continued. "Now I am painfully excited, too drunk to drive, and feel like a complete creep."

Nikki put her finger across his lips and he stopped talking. She hugged him. His face between her breasts and she knew it was a bad idea. He started to kiss her breasts and she started to lose her train of thought. They were just talking and what she said was. His chin pulled her top down and a nipple slipped in between his lips.

She could feel her eyes roll back in her head and it felt so good. She was grinding on his dick, just a little, and it felt incredible through her tiny panties against her freshly waxed sex. The silky material of the panties protected her against the roughness of his slacks. He sucked and teased her nipples and she felt so sexy. She barely realized that her dress had rolled up around her waist and he naked ass was completely exposed for the whole world to see. If his face wasn't buried in her tits he would have been able to see everything in the mirror on the living room wall.

It was like she was in High School Neither one of them was naked, but her tits were out and she was close to cumming. He was seemingly just as excited as she was and then he really surprised her. He picked her up in his arms and lowered her to the floor slowly. As he slid forward onto his knees he was between her legs and kissing her mouth again. After a few minutes he kissed down between her breasts again but he kept going. He kissed down her belly and between her legs and Nikki was too worked up to stop him. He ran his lips and teeth against her panties and she was sure she gushed.

"Wait, I have a boy..." As he pulled her panties aside and licked her she went over the edge. She didn't usually cum so fast but as his tongue slipped across her pussy she just grabbed the back of his head and came hard. He ripped the panties off her and his hands were on the cheeks of her ass as he explored every part of her sex. She kept trying to ask for him to stop, that it was too sensitive, but every time she tried to talk his tongue did something that robbed her of the ability to speak. She was just making noises at that point and when he finally took a breath she was so blissfully unaware that she'd forgotten about sometime boyfriend again.

He looked collapsed next to her and she kissed him again. She could taste herself on his lips and she liked it. He looked in her eyes and he had her complete attention. "You make me so hard it hurts." She looked down and it was indeed very hard and the front of his pants looked painful. "Can you please help me?" The question sounded innocent enough.

He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his slacks and she was a little bit in awe. It was easily the biggest cock she'd ever seen. It wasn't incredibly thick, it was just long and hard. She felt it with her hand, wrapping the base in her fingers and stroking it up and down. She understood that they came in all shapes and sizes, but she'd never seen one and she wanted to see this one. The one right in front of her. She stroked it and stared. She could hear Eddie making noises too. He whispered in her ear, "faster, slower, squeeze the tip" and she kept doing what he told her. She loved the heat and the hardness of it in her hand, Joe usually lasted about five minutes but after five he asked her to "make it wet".

She didn't know what he meant, and she asked him. He answered, "put it in your mouth a little and make it wet". Nikki leaned over and slipped the head in between her lips and stroked him into her mouth. He held her head so gently she was surprised. He kept whispering, "deeper" or "more" or "oh god" or "yes". She could only get about half of it in her mouth before it was too much for her. She could tell he wanted more, she could feel him pressing lightly on the back of her head. She could feel him shaking and straining not to press harder. She wanted to please him so she kept trying to take more and more of him in her mouth. Eventually she couldn't really breathe and she had to stop.

Laying on the floor, her chest heaving she felt him get between her legs again start to kiss her again. She felt so sexy and she felt him stroking her labia as he kissed her deep and full. She didn't think she wanted to cum any more until he started. It felt too good she spread her legs a little bit and that was when she realized his elbows were on either side of her face. That definitely wasn't his hand between the folds of her labia. Which means it must be his...

Eddie slipped into her and her eyes shot open and she yelled into his mouth. He teased her with the tip of his cock. The head slipping into her and out of her again and again. She wasn't expecting it, and she was enjoying it. He saw her eyes staring into his and he watched her look at him as he teased it deeper and deeper into her pussy. She kept saying stop, but she kept squeezing him with the muscles inside herself. He knew she wanted more and so did she.

"It's okay baby, I have a girlfriend, it can be a secret I won't tell." He strokes in her deeper and she finally gives in. Her legs wrap around him as she takes it deeper and starts to clench harder around him. He keeps holding her down and she keeps taking it deeper and deeper. Nikki can't figure out why it feels so good.

"Oh fuck, you don't have a condom on. Wait. You have to pull out", but he slides all the way in and she feels her eyes roll in the back of her head as she starts to cum. "Not inside me, not inside me, oh fuck." Nikki is cumming so hard that nothing makes sense. She's being held down, and she likes it. He's inside her all the way, and she's taking it. He's looking into her eyes, and she's screaming his name. "Eddie, Eddie, Eddie..." As he shoots inside her, she feels him cumming and she cums even harder. Nikki's never done anything like this before. She doesn't even know why she did it. He's laying on top of her and still inside her. He kisses her and they are both gasping.

"Just don't tell Lisa, and I won't tell your boyfriend..."

Nikki's Story Ch. 01



I first met her when she sent me feedback on a story I had written and had published on a popular erotic web site. 

"I got so hot and wet thinking about having you tell me to take off my panties and spread my pussy lips for you to take pictures. Your story got me so wet and horny; I had to finger my sweet, tight pussy while I imagined you closely watching. 

Thanks for a great cum.

Kisses, Nikki"

Naturally, every writer likes to hear comments like this from his or her readers, but this comment also included her email address. I dropped her a line thanking her for her comments on my story and sent it on its way. I had forgotten that I have a link to my web site; a site that features my erotic photography, at the bottom of all my emails.

Time passed and I had forgotten all about Nikki and her comments, until one day, out of the blue, I received another email from her. It seems that she had been thinking about my abilities with a camera and wanted to know if I would be available to shoot some photos of her when she traveled to a city, not too far from where I live, on business.

I wrote back that I thought we could come up with a plan and asked if she had anything specific in mind for her photographs. She replied that she was confidant in my abilities as a photographer and she would leave all those decisions to me. She would call me before she left her home and then again after her business was concluded. We would then make our plans definite for her shoot.

I was at home and staring blankly at my monitor, wondering how I was going to get the main character of my latest story, to do what I wanted him to do, when the phone rang. I answered and heard a delightful southern drawl on the other end.

"Hi, this is Nikki."

"Nikki, it's so good to finally be able to put a voice to your emails." I said. "Are you already in Virginia?"

"No, Darlin', I'm still in Texas. I just wanted to call and talk to you, if you have the time." 

"Sure, I have time, what's on your mind?" I asked.

"Well, Darlin', for starters, you never asked me what I looked like." She said, "Aren't you the least bit curious?"

"Yeah, well, sure I am, but I don't like to bring that up in an email. It gives me that dirty old man image." I laughed nervously.

"Hell, Darlin', I was hoping that you were!" She laughed and then continued, "The thought of you taking my picture is very arousing. And having you tell me exactly how you want me to pose would be extremely hot and very erotic too. I'll just have to put myself totally in your capable hands."

"Nikki," I said quietly, "I don't know for sure, but it sure sounds to me like you're getting hot and bothered talking about this right now. Are you?"

"I might be, just a little." She whispered, "I hope it doesn't offend you"

"Not in the least." I said, "In fact, I find it rather exciting."

"Do you?" She asked. "Why don't you tell me a little about yourself?" 

"I don't have very much to tell you." I said, "I'm a photographer first and foremost, but I dabble in graphic design and Photoshop. I'm a veteran of the war in Viet Nam and don't belong to any organization that might be connected to it. I'm married and have been for the last thirty-five years, all to the same woman.

I'm six foot three inches tall and weigh two hundred and thirty five pounds. I have blue eyes and long blondish gray hair and a full, neatly trimmed beard. I smoke and have been known to take a drink now and again. I don't gamble or use impolite words in front of women or children and I have never in my life, mistreated an animal."

"Well, that covered a lot, thank you; I have a mental picture of what you look like." She said.

"Now it's you turn," I told her, "Tell me about you."

"I'll have to get to know you better before I tell you too many personal things about myself. I will tell you though, I'm five foot nine and a half inches tall and weigh one hundred and forty five pounds soaking wet. I have a very athletic but curvy body; some might call it an hourglass figure like Cybil Shepherd has. I work out and take very good care of myself. I'm a natural blond with blue gray eyes and an infectious smile. My nails and toes are always manicured and painted. I'm a natural 36DD with lovely responsive, rosy nipples and my legs are long and shapely from many years of ballet.

"Damn, you sound like my kind of woman." I told her.

"I assure you that I am," she said, "And as soon as I know you a little better, you'll see for yourself." 

"Damn, woman, I can't wait."

"Well, Darlin', you'll just have too."

We chatted for a while longer and she informed me that if everything went according to schedule, she would be in my area by the next week end and was looking forward to seeing my studio and posing for the erotic photos. I told her that I had planned something even better than a studio photo shoot; we were going to do the shoot out in the woods; just her and me and with Mother Nature as a backdrop.

The week passed slowly as a week will do when you're looking forward to something, but finally, the long awaited day arrived. The phone rang at noon and I heard her sweet voice tell me that her work was finished and that she was leaving soon. I told her where I would meet her along the way and what I would be wearing, and then we said our good-bys and hung up.

Two hours later, I was sitting on the tailgate of my truck at one of the scenic pullovers along the parkway, constantly checking my watch and all the vehicles that entered as I waited for her to arrive.

A mini van pulled in and parked next to me, effectively blocking my view of the incoming traffic. Three kids of descending ages and their parents emerged and walked to the overlook to admire the view. It was such a family thing that I thought I'd better take a picture of it while I had the chance. I had taken several candid shots, when a voice that I immediately recognized, spoke to me. 

"I swear, Darlin', you look much more handsome that what I had imagined."

I turned and saw a tall blond woman smiling at me. She was dressed in business clothes, her jacket open. A silk, almost transparent blouse, tucked in at the waist; two buttons undone, drawing attention to the cleavage of her large breasts. A tight skirt that stopped about mid thigh, showing off her long shapely legs enclosed in sheer pantyhose, and open toed shoes that showcased her painted toenails.

She was everything she had told me and more. I smiled back and offered my hand to her. She stepped towards me and put her arms around my neck, kissing me quickly on the lips.

"I feel as if I already know you, George, and thought a kiss would be more appropriate, and perhaps, appreciated."

"Yes, it was, Nikki, I was just a little taken aback is all." I said

"Let me just look at you, Darlin'." She said as her eyes traveled slowly down and then back up my body, nodding her head in apparent approval.

"My, but you are a big boy aren't you?"

"Yep." I said, giving her my best ah shucks smile.

"I didn't take the time to grab something to eat and I'm starved." She said, "You don't have any idea where we can grab a bite, do you?"

"As a matter of fact, I took the liberty to buy fried chicken and some cold drinks, thinking you might be hungry. We can sit at those picnic tables and eat."

"My, you do think of it all don't you?

"I sure try, Nikki." 

We walked to the tables and set our food down and I grabbed a couple of drinks, handing one to her. There was a young couple sitting at one of the other tables directly across from us, and as she swung her legs under the table to sit down, I saw his eyes widen in shock. His friend, seeing the bewildered look, also turned around and stared at us. I looked at Nikki, but she just smiled at me and patted the bench next to her, asking me to sit. 

"There's something I want to tell you about me," she said, "I quite often enjoy engaging in mild exhibitionism. Nothing to blatant, but enough to really get my juices flowing, if you know what I mean?"

"Like how, Nikki."

"Well, there was this one occasion when, for some reason, I got so horny when these three construction workers whistled at me and told me what gorgeous breasts I had. They said that they were really enjoying the view so I unbuttoned another button on my blouse and stroked my breasts and nipples for them. They loved it and it really excited me." 

"Are you always this outspoken, Nikki, or are you trying to turn me on?"

"Yes, and yes, Darlin', is it working?" She asked as she glanced at my crotch and then placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed gently.

"There was another occasion, just recently, when I was at the mall. I noticed a man following me. When I would stop to look at something in a store, he would try and get near enough to see down my blouse or once, even close enough behind me on the escalator, to look up my short dress. 

"I wasn't wearing any panties that day and decided to make his wish come true. When I was sure he was close enough behind me, I stopped and bent over from my waist to pick something up off the floor. As I bent over, I could feel my pussy spreading for him to view my luscious pink inner lips and I came hard, right then and there, without even touching myself."

"Lucky fellow," was all I managed to say at that moment.

"I'm not wearing any panties today either, George, what did you think those guys were looking at?"

"Well, I did wonder if I had monkeys on my face or something, as hard as they were looking." 

"Poor Darlin', don't worry," she said as she squeezed my thigh again, "Your going to see a lot more than they did before this day is over."

Have you ever noticed how hard it is to try and swallow food, when your cock suddenly swells in your jeans and makes its presence known?

"There's more I want you to know, before we leave." She said to me rather conspiratorially.

"I'm almost afraid to ask," I said, laughing lightly.

"I love to be secretly touched in public, like at the movies or in an elevator, or even in the hallway of a hotel. I fanaticize about someone seeing me being finger fucked under the table at a nice restaurant or for that matter, right here, under this table." 

She looked at me with a half smile on her face, licked a crumb of food off her lips and took my hand and placed it in her lap. Her legs parted slightly and I looked at the couple in front of us and watched their eyes as my hand disappeared under her skirt, my fingers quickly finding her already wet pussy.

I felt her shudder as my finger slid up and down her wet slit, probing briefly at the entrance to her cunt. I rubbed her clit and I felt her shudder once again, her eyes locked on the couple in front of us.

"Gawd, that feels good." She moaned so quietly that only I could hear. "Put your finger in me as far as you can, George, I'm so close to cumming."

I pushed my finger in her pussy, as far her tight skirt would allow me, my thumb brushing against her clit. She groaned and squeezed her legs together, bucking her hips against my hand. Her face and neck had turned a deep pink color and her breathing was quick and irregular. As she came, she let out all the air in her lungs in one big whoosh, and put her head on the table.

I pulled my finger out of her pussy and brought it to my mouth and slowly licked her juices off. She saw me do this and moaned again, her body giving one final twitch as she came again.

I glanced at the couple across the way and saw that they both wore big smiles and were silently applauding our little performance. I nodded my head towards them and Nikki waved weakly from her spot at the table.

After Nikki recovered enough to finish her drink, we threw away our trash and walked towards my truck. 

"Do you want to leave your car here and go with me or what?" I asked her.

"I really don't want to leave it here, is there a more private place nearby where I can park it?"

"Yeah, just follow me for a few miles and I'll show you where to park." I said. "You couldn't take that car where were going anyway."

"Ohhh, sounds like were going to be in the wilderness." She said.

"Just wait and see Nikki, but I think you'll like it."

For the next two or three miles I lead Nikki over a scenic route to a small pullover that was partially hidden from view and known only by a few of us that live around here. I parked and walked back to her car and saw her as she was leaning down into the back seat, removing a small suitcase. Her fine ass and part of her still damp pussy, was on full display and my cock immediately stood to attention. I walked up and rubbed her ass cheeks and then slipped my finger up and down the crack of her ass until I let it slip in between the folds of her cunt. I wasted no time in pushing my finger into her pussy and she responded by pushing back against my hand and moaning loudly.

"Oh damn, George, that feels so good, but fuck me faster with your finger and rub my clit and tits too." She told me.

Try as I might, I couldn't do everything she wanted done to her with just two hands, so I did the next best thing. I stepped back and undid my jeans and let them drop to my ankles. I pulled my swollen cock out of my drawers and stepped towards her and pressed my cock against her ass. She saw what was coming and bent over further, putting her forehead on the seat and spreading her legs as wide as she could. 

I took my cock and slid the head up and down her slit until it was covered with her wetness and then found her tight opening and pressed my cock as deep as it would go into her cunt. I heard her sigh contently and start grinding her ass against my hips.

I was already worked up from our little fingering session at the picnic table and knew that I wasn't going to last long before I flooded her cunt with a massive load of cum. She must have sensed my urgency too.

"Go ahead and cum, George; I know you need to Darlin'. She cried, "Cum in me now!"

I could feel my balls tightening and the head of my cock enlarging; I grabbed her hips and pulled her tightly against me as my back arched into her and the first stream of white hot cum boiled out of my cock and splattered against the insides of her tight cunt. 

My cock pumped three more spurts of cum deep in her pussy, her ass twitching against me as I withdrew from her cum flooded cunt. I leaned and kissed her gently on the back of her neck and nibbled her ear. She sighed contently and pushed her ass against me one last time.

"Is my pussy tight and hot enough for you?" She asked.

"Oh God, yes, Nikki, I've never been in a tighter pussy."

She turned and put her arms around me, kissing me hard on the lips. She pulled back and looked at me and then put her hand between her legs.

"Just look at how wet and messy you've made me, Darlin'," she said, showing me her hand coated with out combined juices.

"Well, I'll just have to clean you up, won't I?" I said as I gently pushed her back against the backseat of her car. She paused long enough to pull her skirt up around her hips, and then lying down, spread her legs.

I knelt between her legs and pulled her ass closer to the edge of the seat. Her bikini waxed pussy, spread wide for my pleasure. I kissed the insides of her thighs, switching from one to the other, slowly working my way to her wet pussy. When finally my nose just barely brushed against her slit; I heard her sharp intake of breath, her hands reaching for the back of my head, and then pulling me forward, urging me to hurry.

I surrendered my face to her pussy, pressing my mouth against her wetness, our wetness. My tongue; licking and probing the sweet folds of her pussy, sucking her lips into my mouth and then diving quickly to her center and drinking our combined essence.

She removed one hand from my head and placed it on her mound, her fingers quickly finding her swollen clit. 

"Oh God, George, lick me, eat my pussy. Put your tongue in me as far as you can. I love it when a man eats my cunt."

It wasn't long before she gripped my head between her legs her hips bucking hard against my penetrating tongue.

"I'm cumming. Goddamn, I'm cumming hard, George, keep fucking me with your tongue."

I redoubled my efforts until at last; she breathed a deep contented sigh and unclasped her legs from around my head. I helped her out of the car and she pulled her short skirt back into place.

"Oh, Darlin', I sure needed that cum. You sure know how to eat a woman's pussy."

"Let's just say that I've had lots of practice and you know what they say about that?"

"Practice makes perfect." We both said in unison and then burst out laughing.

We gathered the rest of her belongings from her car and I loaded them in the back of my truck. I opened the door for her and after she was settled, reminded her to wear her seatbelt as I shut her door.

"How far is it to the spot you have picked out for us?" She asked.

"Not too far as the crow flies," I told her, "But with these back roads, about thirty minutes."

"I can't wait to see it." She said. "By the way, I brought some little nothings that I want to wear when we start the shoot."

"Not a problem at all. Wear as little or as much as you want. I'll do the rest."

We finished the drive with me pointing out several spots of interest and a fawn that was crossing the road ahead of us. I turned off road and put my truck in four-wheel drive to continue the trip. The path ahead of us seemed to be growing smaller and narrower and she looked at me uncertainly, but I assured her that I knew exactly where we were going.

Five minutes later, after much bouncing and bumping, we entered a small clearing surrounded by tall oaks and a few white pines. There was a small stream that cut the clearing almost in half, but lack of rain had reduced its size and walking across it was not a problem.

"This is simply beautiful." She said looking around, "How did you ever find this place?"

"I've tromped these hills for years, looking for places and things to photograph. I know several places like this one."

"Where do you want to start?" She asked.

"How about right here?" I replied, taking my camera from its case.

She started to remove her clothing and I snapped several photos of her. When she took off her blouse and undid her bra, her large breasts came into view and almost took my breath away. They were perfectly shaped, round and firm. Her pinkish nipples, already hard under my gaze, were surrounded by a darker pink areole that just seemed to beg to be licked. She put her hands under both globes and offered them for my ever seeing camera to record and I was ever so happy to oblige.

Voluptuous is a word that's tossed about freely today, but Nikki was all that and more. Nude, she presented a striking appearance. Large breasts and a narrow waist, her hips flaring perhaps a little wider that she might have liked; but her ass, as I already knew from first hand experience, was round and soft, and so completely and utterly fuckable.

She put a pair of very brief white thongs on and then stopped and looked around at the surroundings and decided to take them off.

"I haven't worn panties all day so there's no sense starting now, is there Darlin'?" She said, "And besides, I want you to take some real close up shots of my pussy. Would you like that?"

"Hell yes, Nikki, whatever you want." I quickly replied.

The next hour was spent with me following her around the clearing, taking photos at her direction. She would raise her arms and gracefully twirl around and around, her blond hair flying in the breeze. Then she would run just ahead of me, bend over and tell me to take a picture of her pussy from between her ass cheeks. Next, she would lie on the ground and open her legs wide and have me get several shots as she touched herself.

Watching her cavort nude around the clearing had made my cock painfully hard and being confined inside my jeans, almost unbearable.




Nikki's Story Ch. 01



"Nikki, if you don't mind a naked photographer, I think I'll join you."

"By all means, Darlin'. The more the merrier." She laughed and started to twirl around the clearing once again. "I just love this feeling of being so free and natural."

"What if there was someone else here, someone else watching and wanting you?" I asked. "Would the more the merrier still apply?"

"Why, sure it would, Darlin'." She said as she sat down and patted the spot on the ground next to her, "Let's rest and talk a little bit."

I sat cross-legged beside her, watching her large breasts rise and fall with each breath she took. Her legs were crossed as well and I had an almost unobstructed view between her legs. Her pussy lips were parted slightly and I could see moistness glistening on her inner pink folds.

"This is just so exciting, being able to do this with you." She said. "There's only one thing that would make it better."

"Yeah, what would that be, Nikki?"

"Well, what if..."

"Wait, Nikki," I held up my hand, "Suppose I was to tell you what you think would make it better for you? If I'm right, you'll enjoy yourself. If I'm wrong, and I'm almost sure I'm not. I'll let you decide my punishment for presuming too much."

"But, how could you possibly know what I'm thinking?" She asked, a quizzical look overtaking her expression.

"Do you remember when you sent me your feed back from that story?" I asked.

"Yes, I do what about it?"

"Do you remember saying that you wished that if what happened to the woman in the story was to happen to you, how happy and excited you would be?"

I watched as a slow pink flush worked its way up her chest and then finally up to her face. She put her hands over her eyes and laughed gently.

"Oh God, Darlin', you really do know, don't you?" She took her hands down and looked around her.

"Yes, I know, Nikki. Would you like to meet her now?"

She could only nod her head as her eyes scanned the clearing.

"Sue Ann, come on out here and meet Nikki." I called out.

**********

Across the clearing from us and from behind a large bush, Sue Ann stepped into view. I have known her for several years and our relationship was such that whenever one of us wanted good companionship and a little no strings sex, we get together. She is Bi and I have spent many an evening at her place with a tremendous hard on, watching her and her girlfriends go at each other. Sometimes I participate and at other times, I am content to watch.

She is thirty-four, about five foot six with long straight brown hair, green eyes and when she smiles, two of the cutest dimples I have ever seen. She's a little on the heavy side; I remember once she told me she weighed one sixty five, but I like to think of her as pleasingly plump. Her breasts are on the small side has she has the largest nipples I have ever seen. They are very sensitive and she can have an orgasm by just touching them. She tried to have them pierced a few months ago but was unable to have them done because every time the guy would touch her, she'd cum. Her hips are wide and her ass is fairly large but surprisingly round and firm. She's the only woman I know that keeps her bush shaved and because of that, her labia are very pronounced and extremely sexy.

She walked across the clearing to join us and I stood to make the introductions.

"I can see that you're having fun, George." She said looking both at my semi-erect cock and Nikki's luscious tits. "Can I play too?"

"Sure, we'd love to have you play with us," I said, "But don't you think you're slightly overdressed?"

"Yeah, guess I am at that." She stated and started to remove her clothes.

"Let me help you Sue Ann." Nikki said. "If you don't mind, that is."

"No, Nikki, I'd like you to undress me."

I stood and watched transfixed, as Nikki slowly and methodically took Sue Ann's top off and unhooked her bra. As her breasts came into view, Nikki leaned slightly and kissed one of her nipples as her other hand lightly traced the contours of her chest and stomach; her bright red nails contrasting sharply with Sue Ann's creamy white skin.

Her shorts and panties soon followed with Nikki taking her own sweet time with each article of clothing, kissing or licking each newly exposed area of skin. Sue Ann's eyes were closed and her breathing was becoming slightly labored. I could tell that Nikki's kisses and caresses were inflaming her and watched as Sun Ann spread her legs slightly, awaiting Nikki's touch.

"Darlin', do you happen to have a blanket or something in your truck we could lie on?" Nikki asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure I can find something. I'll go and get it." 

As I walked off I could hear the two of them already making plans for my return with the blanket and when I looked back over my shoulder, I saw Sue Ann kissing Nikki, on the lips.

I returned with the blanket and with Nikki's help, spread it on the ground. Sue Ann lay down and then took Nikki's hand and drew her down beside her.



Nikki's Struggle



This is a story set in the Sex Mage World setting, about ten years after the first appearance of Sex Powers. Society is adjusting to the reality of Sex Magic among all adult females, but some things are still in transition.

Note that although a brother and sister are the main characters, this story does NOT involve incest.

PART ONE

Some women claimed they sensed men's arousal as a sort of humming noise. Others said they could see a glow, while others could feel a sort of heat. They said it was rather distracting at first, but eventually, one got used to it, and most women just learned to tune it out. Most could, in fact, learn to simply shut off their perceptions for all but the strongest sexual signals if they really wanted to.

Nikki had not yet gotten to that point. Like most young women, her perception of men's sex drives was constantly on. Her perception type was that of the glow effect; in her mind's eye, she could see an "aura" of sorts around a man, brightest around their crotch. The aura shifted colors like a flame, glowing brighter, the colors growing hotter, the more excited a man was, from a dull red when he first noticed a woman's cleavage or bare legs to a blazing white when he was just about cum during sex.

She'd had the Power for nearly two years now, and every day she had to see the primal wants and desires of men everywhere she went. She couldn't blame the men, of course; they couldn't help it. Not only were they already wired to think about sex all the time as it was, now that women had the Power, men were even more sexually charged than ever before. All it took was one woman playing a prank with her Powers to give a room full of men day-long boners, and then every other woman had to put up with said boners waving at them clear as day, no matter how well a man might try to hide his excited state. So, unless a woman just learned to tune them out or she decided to silence his cock for him with her own Power, she just had to deal with them.

For Nikki, a sophomore in college, this meant spending months where every day in class and on campus, she was surrounded by a forest of erections, many of the young men around her glowing like roman candles until she could barely concentrate. This was of course, not helped by the fact that at that age, a whole new generation of women were just developing the Powers and experimenting with them often. Nikki actually felt pity for the men her age. She knew the sorts of games that were becoming popular for young women to play with their powers, especially when they first started experimenting. Nikki couldn't imagine the hell some men were going through because of it.

By the end of her freshmen year in university, she hadn't been able to stand it, and she'd opted to return back home and transfer to a local college that had recently become a women-only campus. It would be less prestigious on her resume, but until more colleges started following the trend to being one-gender only, or at least dividing their campuses into two separate sections, it was the best Nikki could do.

Now she only had to put up with the glow from the occasional man walking by on the street, and, unfortunately, her teenaged brother Mark. Their parents were currently on a three-year assignment for work, traveling across the globe for archeological research, leaving two siblings with the house to themselves for that whole time. Nikki figured it would be the perfect peace and quiet she needed to refocus on her school work, and a place to collect herself after her part time job. She had expected the occasional sexual flare up from her brother; he was 18, after all. What she hadn't anticipated was being home for less than a month before Mark started coming home with a raging hard-on every single night that took him hours to "take care of."

Sitting in dining room, doing her homework, Nikki could already "see" Mark's hard-on blazing before he even walked in the front door. She let out an irritated sigh. This was exactly the sort of thing she had come back home to get away from. The fact that it was her brother of all people just made it even worse. She was glad her parents were away; as much as she missed them, she knew they had a pretty active sex life, and couldn't imagine seeing her father's sexual glow all the time. Heck, she was glad they weren't here if only because then their mother wouldn't have to put up with Mark's newly turbo charged sex drive. Nikki had no idea how other women her age dealt with that sort of thing, putting up with their own family's libido. The growing trend for young women to try and move out immediately after high school if they never went away for college that is was probably clue enough as to how well most handled it.

Mark came in the door, his book bag situated so that it hung on his arm at an angle to hide his erection. Nikki appreciated the effort, even though it did nothing to hide him from her. "Hey, Mark," she said as he walked past the dining room.

"Hey, Nikki," he mumbled, looking a bit flushed. Nikki didn't need her Power to tell he was horribly embarrassed being this aroused in front of his sister. "I, uh, I need to use the uh..."

Nikki waved him off. "Go," she said.

Mark nearly dashed up the stairs to his room. Try though she might to ignore it, Nikki could sense his arousal spike up tenfold as he ripped his clothes off and started masturbating. Nikki put her head in her hand and shook it, then rubbed her temples and tried to tune Mark out. If nothing else, this was good practice. Unfortunately, practice was making perfect at a very slow rate for her, and she couldn't tune him out entirely. She could even hear him moaning through the ceiling. Nikki opened her eyes and looked up. He was really riled up today. His aura of lust was already blazing white hot. Maybe he'd be over with quick this time. Nikki braced herself for the brilliant white flash that indicated his orgasm, and almost winced when it hit. Then she blinked in surprise as the brilliance of the flash didn't fade away, but kept blazing strong. Mark let out a moan of pure anguish.

Alarmed, Nikki got to her feet and went over to the foot of the stairs. "Mark?" she called. "Are you alright?" The moaning stopped, and she sensed he was no longer touching himself, however, he didn't answer. "Mark?" She went up the stairs and to his bedroom door. "Mark, are you okay?" Still no answer. She weighed her options and, despite her distaste in doing so, she used her Power to extend her senses out to her brother. She could now read fully his embarrassment and frustration as well as his arousal. He refused to answer her because he was hoping she would go away and leave him alone. However, the ache in his loins was so strong, Nikki could not ignore it.

"Mark, please, I know you're embarrassed, but I think something's wrong with you," she said. "You seem, um... Mark, please just answer me. Are you okay?"

"Uh, y-yeah," said Mark, barely audible through the door. "I'm sorry, I just, um..."

Nikki sighed. "Mark, what is going on with you? I know you're a teenager and your, um, well, your developing your... look, my point is, this can't be normal."

"I know!" said Mark. "It's not!" Nikki sensed a flash of anger from him. Not at her, but at his circumstances. Nikki frowned and thought for a moment. She noticed with some alarm that Mark's libido wasn't cooling off, despite his obvious attempt to ignore his desperate cravings. With a start, Nikki realized that Mark had not orgasmed during his flash of sexual heat. She wasn't sure how she knew that; some aspect of the Power, perhaps, or just the fact that despite the flash, he was still shining like a spotlight. Nikki realized half the women in the neighborhood could probably sense him at this point, if they bothered to "look" this way.

"Mark, may I come in?" said Nikki. "Don't worry about putting your clothes on, just cover yourself with your sheets." A few moments later, Mark mumbled for her to come in.

Nikki opened the door and blanched. She could smell stale semen in the room. Mark had been shooting his spunk in here nearly every day for the past month and a half and despite his best efforts to dispose of the evidence, the smell lingered. Mark, sitting on the bed with his blankets wrapped around him and a pillow on his lap, flushed red and couldn't look Nikki in the eye. Nikki could see the glow of his erection burning like a flare between his legs. Feeling awkward, Nikki sat down at the edge of the bed and faced him, trying to ignore his erection as much as she could.

"Okay, Mark. What's going on?"

"There's this girl at school named Kate," said Mark. "She's an 'early bloomer.' You know, with her Powers." He swallowed hard. "She only just turned 18, but she's already had her powers for a few months, and she's been, you know, using them on us guys. Playing around. Getting the other girls to tease us, while she messes with our heads and our, um..."

Nikki nodded. "I see. So, she's been driving you guys crazy every day?"

"You have no idea!" said Mark. "And she's such a cock tease! She'll just walk down the hallway and give every single guy she walks past a boner on the way. She has this group of friends and she'll get a few guys completely hot and bothered for her friends just so they can laugh at them and send them home with blue balls. Once in a while, she'll just grab a guy, take them into a bathroom or the girls' locker room or wherever and she'll play around with them for like the whole day."

Nikki blinked. "Wow. That's... wow." Nikki noticed his arousal flare up a little higher as he talked. Mark had to close his eyes and try to catch his breath. "Why don't the teachers do anything about this?"

"I don't know," said Mark. "Obviously, the male teachers don't want to end up in her clutches. I'm sure a few are already. The female teachers, well, I just don't know. I think Kate's parents might be, you know, important people, or something. They're pretty loaded. Maybe the teachers are afraid to step in because they don't want to get fired for messing with the daughter of a big shot?"

Nikki frowned. "Someone's got to something about this," she said. She eyed Mark. "Is she targeting you specifically?"

Mark swallowed. "I, uh, I had a crush on her before she got her Powers. So, yeah, she kind of noticed that and she's played with me. She riles me up a lot, which is why I, uh, well, you probably know." Nikki nodded, and he swallowed nervously. "She pulled me aside today. Actually, she didn't even physically touch me. She's got a ton of her Powers figured out already. I was walking to class, and suddenly, I'm being floated up to the roof and I'm stripping my clothes off. And suddenly, there she is, only it's not her, it's an illusion. But then she grabs me, and I can feel her, and..."

Nikki held up a hand. "Okay, Mark, I get it. She played around with you."

"For three hours!" said Mark. He was starting to shake a little and his arousal blazed brighter still. Nikki was beginning to have a hard time keeping her eyes on Mark directly, her attempts to tune out the "sight" of his lust completely fruitless. "And I couldn't... I couldn't cum. I still can't! She did something to me and I can't cum!"

Nikki's eyes went wide. Her brother was so riled up, he should be drenching the bed sheets he was wrapped in. He should have popped after the first couple strokes he gave himself. No wonder he was so overwhelmingly horny.

"She said I couldn't cum no matter how much I jacked off or whatever," said Mark. "She said I could only cum if a girl played with me, but she was going to make sure no other girl in school would give me the time of day." Mark looked to Nikki suddenly with a pained and humiliated expression. "Nikki... I... I hate asking you this, but can you... can you, um..."

Nikki's eyes went even wider and she jumped off the bed. "Good, god, Mark, no! That's disgusting!"

"What?" Mark said a little confused. Then his own eyes widened. "No! I didn't mean it like that! I mean, you've got the Sex Powers. Can you, like, do something to fix me?"

"Oh," said Nikki. "Oh, right." She sat back down on the bed. "Mark, I'm not really good with them. I can sense guys', you know, excitement and I can read what they're feeling, but I never really practiced how to manipulate them."

"Really?" said Mark. "Not at all?"

"Not every girl is a Skinemax starlet just waiting for the Powers to kick in," said Nikki. "I know it probably doesn't seem like it to you right now, but tons of women really don't even want or care for these powers, even at our age."

"I see," said Mark. He was trembling slightly and Nikki could tell it was taking every amount of willpower he had not to start jacking off right in front of her. Apparently, not only had this Kate girl made her brother unable to cum, she'd done something so his libido could only increase, not decrease, or least, could only decrease at an extremely slow rate. Nikki imagined her brother's need was probably painful at this point; arousal and the sheer need to feel pleasure were rapidly burning away any sense of embarrassment. Nikki was certain that soon enough, he really would be begging her for a hand job.

Neither of them wanted it to come to that. Unfortunately, Nikki didn't really know anyone else in the area that she was comfortable approaching with the prospect of tinkering with her brother's libido. The town likewise hadn't yet gotten one of those clinics where one could go to have any Sex Power "curses" and the like removed.

Mark pressed her again. "Are you sure? You can't just, you know, give it a try? I promise, I'll make it up to you somehow, just, please?"

Nikki shook her head. "Mark, I can't. These abilities take practice. I'm not going to root around in your head trying to find something I don't even know how to interpret. I could seriously fuck you up."

"Cripes, you're telling me you've never used your powers on a guy?" said Mark.

"I'm a virgin, Mark. I didn't go to college to major in being a slut."

"Fine, but you seriously didn't do anything?"

Nikki threw up her hands. "Fine, I gave this one guy a couple hand jobs, okay? And because my powers let me read his reactions so well, I made him cum so hard he blacked out the second time around. There, you happy now that you know about your sister's sex life?"

Mark flinched. He lowered his eyes. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Nikki took a breath, composed herself, and said, "Me too. I know you're not quite in your right mind at the moment. I wish I could help you."

"Maybe, um, maybe we could, I dunno, get someone else to? Do you happen to know anybody?"

"I was considering that, but none of my friends who I think would be willing are in town anymore, and well, I don't know anyone at school well enough to ask them. And I doubt you want to go ask the neighbors." She sighed. "Mom would probably do it, but she's on the other side of the world right now."

"Oh, god," said Mark. "That'd be even worse."

Nikki shrugged. "I'm sure she wouldn't make a big deal out of it. I mean, she had to put up with your, uh, development, while we were growing up."

Mark flushed and put a hand up to stop her. "Enough! Jesus..."

"I don't know what else to do, Mark. I mean, we could go to a doctor, I guess. That's about all I could think of."

Mark sighed dejectedly. "I guess, if we have to."

"Alright, I'll make the call," said Nikki. "Just sit tight."

Nikki went down to the phone. As soon as she left, she could sense Mark's hand shift to his cock and he began masturbating again, despite knowing that it would do no good. Nikki sighed and tried to block it out.

After a few minutes on the internet, she found the number for several doctors. Upon calling and explaining the situation, though, she was rather dismayed to discover that "dealing with Sex Magic cases was not their forte." She was about to give up, when the last place she called offered some alternative advice.

The female receptionist forwarded her to the doctor, who picked up the phone. The doctor was a male, and he spoke in a quiet tone. "I hate to say it, but the truth is, no one in this town is yet officially licensed to handle Sex Magic cases. Arkwood has a clinic, but that's a hundred miles away, and in danger of getting shut down. I'm sure you're aware of the controversy surrounding Sex Magic related businesses."

"Um, sure," said Nikki. "But what else are we supposed to do? I mean, theoretically, there's lots of women out there who could fix this easily, right?"

"Oh, certainly," said the doctor. "If you can find one who is unattached, has no qualms using their powers on total strangers, doesn't mind the risk of having their reputation besmirched, and isn't also a cock tease who would make the situation worse. Look, we don't handle these cases because usually, most people can find someone willing to help them out. But you seem to have your hands tied; you don't know anyone who could do it and you can't fix it yourself."

The doctor's voice lowered. "I could get in trouble for suggesting this, especially on the clock, but have you considered, say, something more along the lines of adult entertainment services?"

Nikki blinked. "You mean like one of those hot-lines? How would that help?"

"I'm thinking something a bit more intimate."

Nikki's eyes widened. "You want me to send him to a prosti—"

"Do you have any better options at the moment?"

Nikki gave an exasperated sigh. "No. I guess I don't. Thank you."

"You can probably find one on your local classifieds site," said the doctor. "Good luck."

Nikki hung up the phone, rubbed her temples, and started searching. Upstairs, Mark forced himself to sit on his hands to try and spare his cock further torment.

PART TWO

It had surprisingly been a bit a struggle to find someone. Firstly, prostitution was still considered illegal, and therefore, a woman couldn't just outright post an add for "will give you a psychic blowjob for cash." Second, there were, almost to Nikki's surprise, not very many women actually selling such services. Another side effect of Sex Magic in society, Nikki supposed; men were probably needing less and less to feel like they needed to pay a woman for sex, when their wives and girlfriends could easily give them every experience they wanted and more with relative ease. Heck, even the guys who ten years ago would stand no chance getting sex without money, could get a magic "pity fuck" from a woman, without her ever having to actually physically do anything with the man. If nothing else, the charge of energy a woman could get from a man would be compensation enough in that case, as more and more women figured out new applications for sexual magic.

Irregardless, Nikki had indeed found someone who lived in town, a woman named Sandy, who told them to meet her at a coffee shop nearby. The next morning, Nikki led Mark there, walking partially in front of him so he could better hide his rampant erection. The gesture was mostly symbolic, of course. Every single woman they passed who was of age to have the power, and wasn't tuning the signals out, gave Mark a glance. A few shook their head in annoyance or disgust, but more still gave a knowing look or an amused smile. A few even winked at Nikki, no doubt assuming she was his girlfriend keeping him on a tight leash. Nikki tried not to look embarrassed. Mark, for his part, was too concerned with trying to walk straight despite the throbbing in his groin.

They spotted Sandy, sitting alone at one of the outside tables, texting on her cell phone. She was younger than Nikki expected, 23 years old by the look of her. She was also not dressed the way she expected a "hooker" to be: a pink blouse, denim capris, plain sneakers. Her hair was a wild mess of curls, like something from out of a 1980's hair style magazine. Not exactly a woman dressed for the night life, although to be fair, it was about 11 a.m.




Nikki's Struggle



Nikki and Mark came up to the table. The woman looked up from her cell phone and smiled pleasantly, then waved to the chairs. "Hi. Have a seat."

They sat down, Mark looking quite nervous. Sandy glanced over to him and winced slightly. "Oof. You weren't kidding. He's wound tighter than a steel trap. How long have you been like this, hon?"

"Couple days," said Mark, not looking her in the eye.

"Really?" said the woman, lowering her cell phone to look at Mark fully. "That's just from a couple days? Wow, what did you do to piss the girl off so much?"

"Nothing, she's just a cock teasing bitch," said Mark angrily, and he glared at the woman.

Sandy put up a hand in defense. "Woah, okay, settle down, hon. I was just playin'."

"Yeah, that's what they all say," said Mark. He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and glowered.

Sandy frowned. "You know, when you're in a pickle like this, you should probably be more respectful to the people you go to for help."

"He's been getting sexually abused by a girl with powers for over a month now," said Nikki. "Can you blame him for being distrustful?"

"No," said Sandy. "I can blame you for not caring enough to do something about this sooner." Nikki felt a flash of anger at that, but Sandy just gave her an even look.

"Alright, okay, we're sorry," Nikki said. "Please, just help my brother."

Sandy glanced over to Mark then lifted her phone back up and started texting again. "Alright. It'll cost you a hundred."

Nikki's jaw dropped. "A hundred bucks? That's ridiculous!"

"Hon, my standard 'treatment' nets two-hundred and fifty for the standard package, five hundred for the night of their life. I'm assuming your brother probably just wants a quickie."

"No, look, I'm sorry if I wasn't clear," said Nikki. "I want you to make it so he can, um..." She glanced at Mark who put his head in his head. He was beet red with embarrassment. "So he can get off again."

Sandy cocked an eyebrow at her. "That's it? You just want me to remove the orgasm block?" She glanced at Mark. "Oh, that's easy."

"Well, I mean, that and whatever is keeping his arousal up."

"Still easy. Give me a twenty."

"A twenty?"

"I'm not doing this for free, hon. Ten dollars to remove the block, ten to remove the arousal prop."

Nikki blinked, then rooted through her purse for a the money. She handed it over and Sandy stuffed it into her pocket. She waved at Mark. "Alright, go into the bathroom, stand in front of the urinal, and brace yourself. Make sure to lock the door before you go in."

"Um, what for?" said Mark.

"Well, if you want to walk home with a giant cum stain in your pants, that's on you."

Nikki shook her head. "I just want you to remove those conditions. You don't have to get him off."

"Have you looked at your brother? He's so hot and bothered, just the thought of a girl's tits should be making him blow his load. Once I remove the conditions, he's going to shoot like a fountain."

Mark glanced to Nikki, who shrugged. "Go ahead." Mark stood up and went into the coffee shop, going into the single-person bathroom in the far corner, drawing a few glances as he went. A minute went by and Sandy said, "Okay, it's done."

Nikki looked over to the bathroom door. Sure enough, she saw a powerful flash of Mark's aura as he came harder than she'd ever sensed from him before. Almost every woman in the coffee shop looked to the bathroom, as did the men a moment later when they realized the women had picked up on something. The flare had been so intense, even those used to tuning it out had been taken off guard. Of course, the loud cry he'd made only helped draw further attention.

Nikki could see one woman going towards the bathroom to investigate, but she stopped and looked back towards Nikki and Sandy. Sandy, without looking, made a little wave, and the woman's brow creased. Nevertheless, she went back to her seat. Nikki blinked as she realized she had probably just missed an entire telepathic exchange between Sandy and the other woman. She realized again just how pathetically behind she was in the development of her own abilities.

A few moments later, Mark came out of the bathroom, staggering slightly, but looking like a tremendous weight had been lifted off his shoulders. A few people in the shop blanched at this, but most gave him knowing grins and amused smirks. Mark barely noticed as he came outside and collapsed into the seat next to Nikki.

"Oh, jesus, thank you," he gasped, still breathing heavily.

"You're welcome, hon. Thanks for the business."

"Sorry if I was rude earlier."

Sandy smirked. "Oh, you boys, always so sweet right after we make you pop. Well, if that's all, then I guess we're done here." Sandy stood and stretched.

Nikki and Mark got up. "Wow," said Nikki. "It was really that easy?"

"Well, I'm well practiced, but I did only get my powers a year ago. I was a late bloomer. But really, these abilities aren't too hard to grasp, at least the basics of them. You should probably try experimenting yourself. You could at least master the genital control and basic sensory stuff."

Nikki blanched. "I'd rather just stick with what I got."

Sandy shrugged. "Alright. But the next time your brother or father or boyfriend or whatever other man in your life gets his dick caught by a mean girl with an axe to grind, do you really want to have to keep blowing money on hookers to fix them up?"

Without waiting for a reply, she walked off, leaving Nikki to frown as she mulled things over in her head. She turned to Mark and said, "Come on."

As they drove back, Mark finally managed to get over the awkwardness he was feeling to speak to his sister again. "Thanks, Nikki," said Mark. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have had to do that for me, but thank you. Really. I'll make it up to you somehow."

"You can make it up to me by not letting that Kate girl or any other get you like that."

Mark frowned. "Crap," he said. His face fell completely. "Crap! She's going to know! She's gunna know, and she's probably going to just rile me back up again!"

"Isn't there any way you can stop her? Get her to knock it off?"

"You think I haven't tried?"

"Well... I mean, maybe at first you didn't think anything of it, and then she got her claws in you. But now you know better, you can fight her off. Right?"

"It doesn't work like that, Nikki," said Mark. "Cripes, how can you have those Powers and not realize that? I mean, some guys can fight it off with their willpower, sure, but if a girl really wants to fuck you with her Powers, there's no stopping her. Even if you start off dead set against it, a girl like Kate, she can just kick start your sex drive, then rev it up from there, and it's all over for you."

Nikki frowned. "Mark, I really don't want to have to do this every time you come home with your junk cursed. And, frankly, even if I could figure out how to do it, I don't think you should be running to me every time to get yourself fixed either." She sighed. "Cripes, I wish Mom were here. She'd actually know how to do something about this."

"Please, don't bring that up again," said Mark. "It turns my stomach."

"How do you think I feel? You can't sense when I get horny. Whenever you're excited, I basically have to put up with you waving your cock in my face the whole time we're anywhere near each other."

Mark frowned. "Really? I thought you could tune that stuff out?"

"Most women can," said Nikki with a sigh. "I can't seem to very well. I've tried. Apparently, by now, I should be adapted to it. But I just can't block it out, not fully. Everywhere I go, I have to put up with men waving their dicks in my face."

"Wow, I didn't realize it was that bad for you." Mark shifted uncomfortably. "Sorry."

Nikki frowned. "You can't help it. I've come to terms with that. Doesn't make it any less aggravating."

"Have you talked to Mom about it?"

Nikki shook her head. "She was about to leave the country when my powers started up. By the time I realized I was having a problem, she was gone and I was in college. I just kept figuring it would come to me."

"What about your friends?"

"A lot of them are, well, I mean, I've talked to a few of them, but most of them are too busy reveling in the power to notice and the others are learning to just roll with it. They just told me to give it time. I dunno."

"Don't they have, I dunno, classes or something? For figuring your powers out?"

Nikki cocked her head to the side. "No. I don't think so. I can't imagine a legitimate school teaching Sex Magic as a curriculum."

"Not at a college, I mean, elsewhere," said Mark. "Like, I dunno, private classes somewhere."

Nikki looked at him. "Huh. I hadn't thought of that."

"I think it'd be a good idea," said Mark.

Nikki allowed a small smirk. "You'd just want to be their test subject, I'm sure."

"Hell, no!" said Mark, but even he smiled slightly. That night, at least, the two were able to enjoy a night at home without distraction.

PART THREE

After coming home from classes the next day, Nikki came across Mark in the living room, playing a video game. She didn't sense any rampant lust coming off him, but he still looked sullen.

"Hey," said Nikki, sitting down on the couch next to him. "So, how'd it go? Did you run into her?"

Mark nodded, not taking his eyes off the game. "Yeah," he said. "She said she'd leave me alone from now on."

Nikki blinked. "Really?"

"She said I wasn't worth her time," said Mark.

"Oh," said Nikki. "Well, that's good, right? It means you won't have to put up with her pranks and whatnot." Mark shrugged. "Seriously, what's wrong? I thought this would be good news?"

Mark sighed, paused the game, and turned to her. "She confronted me between classes, and asked how I got control of my orgasms back. She said she thought maybe I'd either willpowered my way through it, or I'd somehow seduced a girl, and she got all excited, because she thought I would be a suitable challenge, or something. Then she looked in my head and saw that it was because you got a hooker to do it."

"Oh, I see," said Nikki. "Well, I guess that's pretty embarrassing."

"You don't know the half of it," said Mark. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I seriously owe you one, and this is completely that bitch Kate's fault. But by now, Kate's told all her friends, and by tomorrow, the whole school is going to think I'm a 'sister fucker.'"

Nikki blinked. "What... but... I didn't use my powers on you."

"Oh, she knows that, but that doesn't matter," said Mark. "You're the one who took care of the problem, so as far as she's concerned, you basically got me off yourself. Or at least, that's the rumor she's going to spread. So now I'm a sister fucker." Mark leaned back against the couch with a sigh. "You know how they treat sister fuckers, right?"

Nikki nodded. She knew. Incest was still a massive taboo in society, but the appearance of Sex Powers brought that taboo to prominence as sisters, aunts, mothers, and grandmothers, ended up having to deal with the sex drives of their children and siblings, if only because a boy or young man could not masturbate or even get aroused without every adult woman in the house knowing. It made privacy all the more precious for men. With Nikki and Mark's parents, things had generally worked out well enough. As travelers, their mother or father were often away, though never both at once until this latest trip. Their Mom might be gone for several months, and Nikki did not get her powers until just before going away to college, so Mark and their father had been free to relieve themselves as needed. And when she was home, their mother had learned to tune the signals out well enough, and she respected her son's privacy, that Mark didn't have to worry too much about getting caught. Even still, he usually waited until their Mother was out of the house.

For other families, though, things were not always so smooth. Ten years of Sex Magic had not entirely scrubbed away the Puritan instincts that had been ingrained in society for all of American history. While such traditions of restricted sex had certainly been disintegrating long before the Sex Magic appeared, some things still held quite strong. Having Sex Magic did not automatically change the fact that some women had very strong beliefs of what was "proper" when it came to sex. Some women were just outright prudes. Many were fine with sex, but were uncomfortable, if not outright disgusted, by the idea of family members engaging in sexual activities. And of course, some women were simply cruel.

Regardless of their motivation, there were women who just couldn't handle their sons or brothers masturbating when they were within sensory range. They had no interest in seeing a family member's sexual fantasies. And of course, almost no mother was going to approve of their underaged children having sex. So, there were women who, rather than learn to deal with the reality of things, would use their powers to seize control of their sons or brothers' sex drives. They would suppress the male's libidos, make it so they were unable to masturbate and/or unable to initiate sex, punish the boys for thinking "dirty thoughts." Some mothers would even use their powers as a form of punishment in and of itself. Some vindictive sisters would fuck around with their brothers just out of spite.

As one might expect, for such a taboo subject, people didn't want to deal with it openly. The popular response was to shun and shame those who did not fit in to what was "normal." Even in a world of Sex Mages, compassion for the "weird kid whose mother won't let him masturbate" was not easy to find, at least not at this point. Instead, they were more like to be labeled "sister fuckers" and "mother fuckers," the latter term now taking on an entirely new meaning.

Nikki remembered two boys in her High School class; at first, everyone thought they were just perverts, as they stared longingly at the girls in the class, and the teacher had to pull them out a few times to tell them to cool off, as she couldn't concentrate while they were so aroused. Both were mortified, and it didn't help that the class would break out into snickers and chuckles when they went. Eventually, it somehow got out, though: apparently the two boys' mother had used her Powers to make them unable to masturbate, initiate sex, or even have an orgasm. The two young boys were going crazy with hormones but were completely unable to do anything about it, because their mother couldn't stand the thought of her two "perfectly good little boys" doing something so horrible as touching themselves.

A few of their classmates took pity on them, but there was nothing they could really do. One girl had tried to give them each a handjob after school, and despite a two hours of stroking, had not been able to get them off. The boys came back the next day looking utterly ragged, no doubt punished severely by their mother back home when she found out. The girl, meanwhile, had been suspended for a week for "indecent activity." From that point on, the boys had been labeled "mother fuckers," and got shunted in with the rest of the "losers" of the class. But even the other losers, at least, were not mother fuckers.

"Mark, I'm so sorry," said Nikki. "But, look, this is your senior year, try not to let this get to you. You're almost done with High School, and then you can go to college and it'll be a fresh start. And hey, your friends will understand, right?"   

"Yeah, I guess," said Mark. "And don't be sorry, it's not your fault. It's that fucking bitch."

"Maybe... maybe you should call the cops, or something?" said Nikki.

"I dunno," said Mark. "I'm sure it's been tried."

"But you don't know for certain?" said Nikki. "If she's got the boys under her influence that badly, she might be preventing them from actually going and getting help."

Mark thought for a moment. "I guess you're right." He shuddered. "I have to wonder how widespread stuff like this is. I mean, what's it like at college? At that age, you're all starting to get the powers, right?"

"I'm at an all girl's school, remember? We don't really have to worry about stuff like that."

"Well, yeah, but the whole reason is because you couldn't handle a year at a co-ed school," said Mark. "I mean, what was that like?"

"For me? Imagine spending every waking moment with about a dozen dicks in your face," said Nikki. "And that's on a good day. You know, I had to move out to an apartment a month after I got to the dorms, because I couldn't handle all the sex signals blasting all around me? It was an all-girl dorm, but girls were always bringing their boyfriends over to fuck and play around. They had rules against it, boys weren't supposed to spend the night, they weren't even supposed to go into the building, period, but of course, that rule got broken a dozen times a night. Lot's a fights broke out over it, actually, some girls got expelled for repeatedly doing it, but its one of those situations where they try to enforce the rules, but a hundred get away with it for every one they catch. I had to move out. Still, it wasn't enough, just going around town, being on campus, it was driving me crazy."

Mark smiled slightly. "Bet its enough make you go lesbian, huh?"

Nikki laughed. "No, no, I like boys, I do. But I don't want to be confronted with their rampant sex drives 24/7/365. I've got to do something about this sensory problem."

"Tell you what," said Mark. "I'll call the cops on Kate, and while I do, I'll ask about if there's any training courses on this sort of thing."

Nikki smiled. "Thanks." He paused and said. "But, really, I mean, other than your sensory problem, I mean, what was it like?"

"What do you mean?"

"Between the boys and girls there. Like, dating, interaction, that stuff. I've only had a couple dates in High School, but I mean, I imagine it's pretty different once the girls get powers. I, uh, I heard there's, like these games and tricks girls like to play with their powers."

"It's... well, it's different, yes. I don't mean to give the impression that all of them turn into raging sluts. I mean, must of us were there to get an education. But I won't lie, a big chunk of girls at least try their Powers out from time to time. If you go to a co-ed school, there's a much higher chance of running into someone like Kate. But then, you'll also have a much higher chance of there being plenty of other girls and women who might help you out. I think the campus had a few counselors to help with that sort of thing. Still, I would recommend making sure you make a few good female friends. Ones that aren't crazy."

Mark made a short laugh. "Yeah, I guess." He got up and went to the phone, then looked in the phone book for the police station, while Nikki got up and went to change for work.

PART FOUR

Mark had managed to find the number of a woman who ran a class locally to teach young women who were struggling how to control their powers. It was not a publicly broadcasted practice as the idea of there being official classes to "teach women how to fuck men with their powers" was something most people didn't want to consider. Women didn't like the idea, as it made it seem like once they got Powers, that was all they were concerned with; the double-standards of a man being a player and a woman being a slut had not totally faded away. As for men, they typically wouldn't come right out and say it, but it was an unspoken idea that men were highly intimidated by the idea that women would actually train to make themselves even more powerful, given what they could do already. It was one thing to practice in the bedroom, but going to a facility to train almost brought forth images of women "weaponizing" their powers; there was also the added controversy that if a woman used her powers for criminal purposes, then the classes could be blamed for giving her the means to do so. So, for now, such classes were word-of-mouth only.




Nikki's Struggle



The classes were being held at an old motel on the outskirts of the city that had recently been refurbished. A sizeable café attached to the motels reception area had likewise been refurbished, and converted partially into a small assembly haul. Tables had been lined up with chairs facing the side, which had had a chalkboard set up.

There were about twenty other women there when Nikki showed up. She was surprised to see a couple women she knew, one older lady she worked with and two young women she remembered seeing around campus. She was almost stunned to see that the teacher of the class was none other than her college algebra teacher Mrs. Woods.

Mrs. Woods smiled and gave Nikki a quick hug. "I'm so glad you could come! If I'd known you were having these troubles, I would have invited you personally a lot sooner."

"Am I pretty behind?" said Nikki.

"Not at all," said Mrs. Wood. "This is a fairly new group. Though admittedly, we get a high turn over rate, ladies dropping out as new ones pop in, so you know, it's hard to really maintain a standard level of progress anyway. Plus, everyone comes in at different levels already, so don't think of it in terms of being on some kind of curve. We don't grade you here; we're here to help your personal development."

Nikki smiled. "Great!" she said. She sat down at one of the tables and exchanged greetings and pleasantries with the other women there until the class started.

"Okay!" said Mrs. Woods with a loud clap to get everyone's attention. "I guess we can get started. For those new here, my name is Mrs. Woods. I'll give you a moment to snicker over the obvious innuendo." She winked and the class chuckled. "You may call me Emma instead, if you like. We are here because you are having difficulty coming to grips with your powers. For some of you, you cannot seem to tune out sensing other people's sexual arousal. For others, you cannot seem to figure out how to really use your abilities. Others simply want to make sure they are using their powers correctly.

"I want you to know there is no shame in this. Sex Magic is a skill, and just like all skills, they need to be learned and trained. Some people are innately talented in this area; no doubt you all know some women who, just a few weeks after they got their abilities, could fuck a dozen men blind with a snap of their fingers. These women are the talented ones, but even they need to figure out how things work; they can simply do it more quickly. Most women, however are neither as powerful or as skilled, and don't learn much beyond the very basics. And, then, of course, some women just have a hard time grasping the Powers. This is perfectly fine. It just means you need to work a little harder to catch up to the average, but at the end of the day, it doesn't make you less of a woman.

"For those of you new here, we will be bringing in male volunteers for demonstration and for you to practice on if you are comfortable doing so. We won't force you, but it's far more effective to give you hands on training, so to speak, than to just give you a lecture. After all, you can read as many books and blogs and self-help articles as you want, but it ultimately comes down to you needing to practice."

A hand went up and Mrs. Woods nodded. The woman said, "Um, these men, are they, you know, legit? I mean, there's not going to be any problems with them?"

Mrs. Woods smiled reassuringly. "They are of legal age, have no STDs, are unattached or in open relationships, have clean background checks, and understand exactly what they are getting into. Myself and my assistants," she waved to two women standing behind her, "are well trained and our powers are quite strong. If anything starts to go wrong, we will be there to fix the problem."

One of the assistants spoke up, "For the record, if any of you are currently in a relationship, we will not be responsible for any negative consequences your being here might cause in your personal lives. Similarly, this class is not a place to learn how to abuse men or control them for personal gain. If any of you intentionally try to hurt the volunteers, you will be charged with assault and battery. If you use what we teach you to break the law, we will not be held responsible, and you cannot try to sue us."

"Thank you, Liz," said Mrs. Wood a bit tersely. "Let's try not to scare them off on the first night, hmm?"

"I am simply being cautious, especially after last month's fiasco," said Liz.

Mrs. Woods sighed and used the edge of her shirt to clean her glasses, a habit of hers Nikki recognized for when she wanted to collect her thoughts. "Yes, well. We will burn that bridge if we come to it, I suppose." She replaced her glasses and offered another bright smile. "Now, then! Shall we get started?"

The first part of the class was a brief overview of their powers: how as Sex Mages, they could sense sexual arousal and activity, how they could trace it as a flow of energy which they could then interpret to detect a man's sexual desires, his kinks and fantasy's, how best to touch him for a desired affect. They could also manipulate the energy itself, feed pleasure into a man without needing to touch him, manipulate his genitals and even the rest of his body to move and feel as a woman pleased. They could even link with a man mentally, sharing thoughts and sensations, to unite as one in a way people had only dreamed about before the Powers arrived, just over a decade ago.

And then, it was time to bring in a volunteer. Mrs. Woods had Liz go into the former kitchen area of the dinner and bring out a man. He was wearing a robe, and his libido was currently low, though as he came towards the front of the room, he looked over the group of women. His arousal sparked and the class all saw his excitement at being played with before them. It was clear he had an exhibitionist kink.

"This is Todd, class," said Mrs. Woods, pulling up a chair and having Todd sit down.

"Hi, Todd," said the class, some of the girls giggling a bit. A few women shifted in their seats uncomfortably as the reality that they were going to be presented with a nude male was a bit beyond their comfort zone.

"Hi, ladies," said Todd. He grinned, a little stage shy despite his apparent kink, but his excitement was quite evident. His robe covered his genitals, but the bulge of his erection was easy to see. Even if he had been covering himself completely, however, his erection was plainly "visible" to them all as they each saw the flow of sexual energy coursing through him. In her mind's eye, Nikki perceived a reddish glow around his crotch. If she peered closely, she could see brighter lines and dots within the glow, indicating Todd's special hot spots and the way he preferred to be stroked. Nikki swallowed nervously.

Mrs. Woods nodded. "Alright, Todd, you may as well take the robe off. I'm sure by now, they can all 'see' you."

Todd opened the robe, letting it drop around the back and sides of the chair. His cock twitched freely in the air and Nikki saw the glow grow a bit stronger as being fully bare before a room full of women made him even more excited.

"Alright, now you are all here to work on various aspects of your abilities," said Mrs. Woods. "For those having trouble with interpretation, I am going to explain to you how to figure out the various signals you are receiving. Then, for those of you who wish to learn how to control that flow, I will provide a demonstration and walk you through the process of a basic 'magic handjob' as they call it. I know this seems a bit crude to some of you, but I really want you all to pay attention to this. For those of you having trouble tuning out the signals, it's very important that you understand how to manipulate the energy flow directly; this is what will allow you to put up a barrier that will bend away all but the strongest ambient sexual energy."

Mrs. Woods turned to Todd and smiled at him. "Are you ready, Todd?"

Todd smiled back. "You bet!"

Mrs. Woods chuckle. "Ah, so eager. Alright then." She pulled up another chair and sat down next to him. She rested one arm on his shoulder and leaned over him slightly. With her free hand, she gestured over his penis. "So, you can all sense the energy emanating from here. However, if you look closely, you will see that it's not just a general broadcast, but certain spots radiate a stronger signal, and the signals follow along certain paths..." Mrs. Woods proceeded to point out the spots where Nikki could see the brighter pin points in the glow, and the lines indicating the flow of energy. Nikki already knew this stuff, but several of the girls were looking intently, trying to puzzle it out.

"Take your time," said Mrs. Woods. "If you don't see it right away, that's alright. If you lose sight of it, don't worry. With practice, you'll eventually be able to sense this without even having to physically look."

"I see it!" said one girl. "I think. I can hear a stronger hum coming from the tip."

Mrs. Woods nodded. "Very good. That's a sensitive spot for him." Mrs. Woods touched a finger to the tip of Todd's cock, causing it to twitch. She began to rub the spot lightly, and the glow there became brighter. A couple girls blinked as they, too, could now sense the stronger signal.

"Right there, Todd?" Mrs. Woods said.

"Yeah," he said. "That feels nice."

"So glad to hear it." She smiled brightly, then for the next several minutes, proceeded to rub other bright spots with her fingertips and traced them along the glowing lines. It wasn't long before Todd was squirming in his seat and his breathing got heavier. Even though her touches were light, they were stimulating him in the perfect spots. The glow around him became brighter, shifting from red to orange and working up to yellow. The other girls tried to follow along, to varying degrees of success.

"Alright," said Mrs. Woods. "I think you get the point of that. Todd is now pretty excited, as you can see. I think he'd like to step things up. Would you like that, Todd?"

Todd nodded. "Oh, yes."

"Alright," said Mrs. Woods. "Now, watch carefully. I am going to open up my own channels so you can see my energies as well as Todd's. This is hard to actually describe in words, but hopefully by following what I'm doing with my senses, you will have a better understanding." Mrs. Woods swiveled her chair to the side and had Todd do the same. The two were now facing one another, with the class to Todd's left and Mrs. Woods' right.

Unlike men, a woman's sexual aura was not normally visible to other women. Some innate defense mechanism prevented women from being able to read one another like open books the way they could men. However, if a woman chose, she could reveal herself to other women at will. Nikki now saw a glow rise around Mrs. Woods as she showed the women in the class her own aura of lust.

To Nikki's surprise, it was faint, almost too faint for even her to see. Apparently, this whole activity did not turn on Mrs. Woods at all. Nikki knew a woman didn't have to be aroused herself to use her Powers; they could get all the energy they needed from their partner. But still, Nikki was surprised at how little interest Mrs. Woods seemed to have. She wondered if maybe teaching this class had made her numb to playing with volunteers. Of course, the fact that she was here to teach, not for her own pleasure, probably had a lot to do with it as well. Despite the intimacy of what was going on, this was still a class room and still an act of instruction.

Nevertheless, Nikki was able to see as a sliver of Mrs. Woods' aura extend out from her forehead. The ethereal tendril wafted in the air for a moment, then snapped out and attached it's free end onto the tip of Todd's cock, where it mixed with Todd's own aura.

Mrs. Todd said, "Now, watch carefully. I am going to think to myself that I want Todd to feel my hand on his penis. I am picturing in my mind that I am taking my hand and grasping him firmly." The tendril from Mrs. Woods brightened slightly around her head. The brightness flowed down the tendril until it reached the glow around Todd's cock. The glow surrounding the penis began to waver slightly, shifting its form until Nikki could see the outline of an ethereal female hand gripping the organ. The hand flexed, and Todd let out a breath, and the glow around his cock shifted from bright orange into yellow.

"By visualizing the action, I can manipulate the energy around his penis to take the form I wish. In this case a hand. For most, this is easier than directly feeding energy into his penis, which we will get to another time. Now, that I have formed the hand, I'm going to want it to move." Little beads of energy rolled down the tendril from Mrs. Woods forehead and into the "wrist" of the phantom hand, which Todd could not see, but every woman in the room could sense. Every time a bead of energy touched the hand, it moved, shifting slowly up and down. "Now, once you get used to using the hand remotely, you can match it to the sensitive zones on his cock, and your magic hand will feel just as good to him as your real one." The ethereal fingertips shifted to the bright points on his penis and the hand stroked him steadily along the lines indicating the ideal paths of stimulation.

As Nikki watched, Todd's aura shone brighter, blurring through the shades of yellow as it shifted up towards white. Todd's breath started coming in short, rapid gasps and his hips jerked in his seat. The beads of energy traveled more rapidly down the tendril, causing the hand to move quicker.

"Oh, fuck," gasped Todd, gripping the edges of his seat tightly. "I'm gunna cum!" To the women in the room, this was practically the understatement of the century. Even those who had a difficult time interpreting the signals could not mistake the swell of energy around Todd, and Nikki saw the glow of his cock blaze a bright white. Todd let out a loud groan and his hips bucked up. For a moment, Nikki wondered if Mrs. Woods was going to let him shoot his load all over her, but at the last second, she jumped out of her seat and dodged to the side, as Todd came hard, shooting his semen right where she had been a moment before.

Several of the women in the class let out breaths they hadn't known they were holding. They watched as the phantom hand stroked Todd for a few minutes more, milking out the last few drops, before Mrs. Woods broke contact, and the hand dissolved away. The tendril of her aura withdrew and then her aura faded from view as she stopped making an effort to reveal it.

"And that is your basic magic handjob," said Mrs. Woods. "How do you feel, Todd?"

"Like I could use a nap," he said with a laugh, and the class chuckled with him.

"Ah, a typical man," said Mrs. Woods with a wink. "But seriously, thank you for the demonstration. If you would be so kind as to clean up your mess first, you can put your robe back on and go back to the waiting room."

Todd did so, taking a towel Liz handed him to wipe up his semen, before donning the robe, and leaving the room.

"Well, class, we have a few more men in the back ready to go. Who would like to give it a shot?" Half the class raised their hands, prompting a good-natured laugh from Mrs. Woods. "Oh, my, more than I expected. Well, we don't have enough men for all of you, but I'm sure they won't mind going a couple rounds."

PART FIVE

When Nikki got home, Mark had a guest over, his friend Jack. Jack lived a few streets away and had come over to play when they were younger. Nikki hadn't seen him in a while, but she knew the last time they met that Jack had had a crush on her. She wondered if he'd gotten over it.

The two were playing another video game, a first person shooter from the look of it. Mark looked up as Nikki entered the room. "Hey," he said. He was about to ask Nikki how class went, but then glanced to Jack and figured it best not to bring it up.

Jack turned to look at Nikki, and she immediately sensed a flair up of interest from Jack, indicating that he had not, in fact, gotten over his crush. He grinned and said, "Hey, Nikki. Haven't seen you in a while." Nikki tried very hard to ignore Jack's gaze as his eyes flicked over her body. Nikki saw the glow begin, low and dull, but still very obvious to her.

"Hey, guys," she said. She was about to dismiss herself, but then had a better idea. She stepped into the living room and pretended to be interested in what they were doing. "So, whose winning?"

"I am," said Jack. He grinned again. "Slowdraw here can't shoot for shit." He nudged Mark in the ribs. As Nikki got closer, his glow swelled a bit. It was not enough for him to get an erection, but Nikki could tell he was very attracted to her.

"Heh," said Nikki. "Tell me about it. I used to beat him all the time at these games."

"Really? Ha!"

"Yeah, yeah," said Mark. He took the opportunity to snipe Jack's character while he wasn't looking.

"Hey!" Jack snatched up the controller. "Cheater." Nikki sat down in the room on the chair next to Jack, and crossed her legs. She pretended to be engrossed in the action on the screen, but she could not mistake the frequent glances Jack gave her. The glow from him leveled off in a dull red sheen, but it didn't fade.

As she watched the screen, she very carefully drew in some energy from Jack, gathered it into her magic, and gently pushed the flow away from her. She pictured the glow she sensed from Jack getting duller. Slowly, the glow faded until it was almost gone. Nikki kept it up for another minute. She smiled slightly. She was doing it! Now that she had an idea how it worked, it was easier for her to direct the energy. She then stood and said, "Well, I have to go change."

She felt a dull throb of the glow and saw a flash in Jack's mind of her undressing. Nikki fought the urge to sigh. She let her guard drop and the full glow was in her perception again, a bit brighter this time. This was still going to take some practice to get right, much less make it second nature so she wouldn't have to consciously concentrate on blocking it out all the time. Still, even this much as a success. She went upstairs to change. As she did, she heard Jack lean over to Mark and say, "Man, I hadn't seen her in a while, but your sister is hot. No wonder you want to fuck her!"

Nikki paused at her door, out of sight from the boys, though she could easily sense Jack. She listened for what else they might say.

"Man, shut up," said Mark. "I thought you were my friend."

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding," said Jack. "Okay, low blow, I know. Sorry, man. But, um, seriously, your sister is gorgeous."

"Yeah, you've implied as such before."

"I know, but I mean, really, she's, you know, developed a bit since she went off to college." Nikki could almost sense Jack making an hourglass figure with his hands. She clearly saw in his minds eye a rather supermodellish version of Nikki. She had to admit she felt a bit flattered, even if the image was a bit comically exaggerated. Ah, teenaged boys, such wild imaginations.

"Yes, she has. She's developed Powers, too, in case you forgot. You better not be picturing her naked or anything."

This, of course, immediately prompted Jack to do so, and Nikki sighed quietly as a whole slideshow of nude images of herself, or at least Jack's perception of her, flashed through the boy's mind. "Well, I sure as hell am now!" said Jack.

"Great," said Mark. "Now she knows you're a perv."

There was pause. "What do you mean?"

"She's got the Powers, which means she can see all your dirty thoughts, remember?"

Jack made a nervous laugh. "Yeah, well... I dunno. If she wants to look, I'm not exactly going to say no. If she's not looking, no harm, no foul, right?"

"Her powers don't work like that," Mark blurted out. "She can't turn off her senses."




Nikki's Struggle



Nikki quietly smacked herself on the forehead and mentally called her brother an idiot.

"Oh, uh, really?" said Jack. His bravado seemed to fade a bit, and Nikki sensed him trying to bury the images in his head. "Oh, shit. So you think she 'saw' what I—?"

"Yeah, probably," said Mark. "Crap. I probably shouldn't have told you that."

"No, it's okay, I won't mention it. My cousin has the same issue. Course, she just got her powers like a month ago."

"Okay, well, let's just talk about something else, before we end up pissing her off."

The conversation switched to one about how awful certain classmate's farts were. Nikki rolled her eyes. Sure, it killed Jack's arousal pretty quick, but that was too disgusting for Nikki's taste. She went into her room and proceeded to change.

A few minutes later, she was downstairs again, doing some homework on the dining room table. The boys paused their game again, and Mark proclaimed he was going to the bathroom and would "be a few minutes." Nikki shook her head, but refrained from commenting. Jack waited until he heard Mark closed the door and then got up and walked over to Nikki. Upon seeing her, his arousal sparked again, and the red glow of his attraction presented itself to her. Figuring this field test was as good as any, she concentrated on trying to block him out, and mostly succeeded, though she couldn't really concentrate on her homework while doing so.

"Hey, Nikki," said Jack, standing on the opposite side of the table. His voice was low. Nikki looked up and smiled politely at him. Jack smiled nervously. "I, uh, Mark mentioned you were having, uh, issues with your Powers, and..." He swallowed. "If you sensed something from me earlier, uh, sorry."

Nikki leaned back in her chair. "It's okay, Jack. I'm not mad. I'm actually working on the problem, so don't worry about it."

"Oh," he said. "So, uh, you're practicing stuff, I guess?" Nikki sensed his arousal jump up, and it became harder to block him out.

"Yes, Jack," she said. "So, don't worry about it. We can forget all about it."

Jack swallowed again. "Um, do you have a boyfriend?" he blurted out.

Nikki blinked at that. "Uh... no," she said. Quickly, she added, "And I'm not looking."

Jack nodded, "Okay, good, good, that's cool. I was just gunna ask—"

"Jack, really, I'm flattered, but I'm not looking," she said. "I'm not even going to consider it until I can get my Powers under control."

"Okay, well, what if I could help you with that?" said Jack.

Nikki cocked an eyebrow at him. "How do you mean?"

"You need to practice your powers, right? On a guy. My cousin's been doing it with her boyfriend. You don't have a boyfriend, you don't seem like the type to go out and get fuck buddies, and, of course, you're not going to practice on your brother. Obviously." Jack gave Nikki a smile and an almost painfully hopeful look as he asked, "Would you want to practice on me?"

Nikki let out a small sigh and put her hands up. "Okay, look, Jack, I'm very flattered that you like me, and yes, I think you're kind of cute, but I'm not ready to take on a playmate or test subject or whatever. Besides, you're still a minor."

"No, I'm not, I turned 18 last month," said Jack. "It'll be perfectly legal. Please. I like you a lot, and I want to help you out."

Nikki shook her head. "No. I can sense what your thinking and feeling, hell, I just know that look on your face. All you're really interested in is me getting you off. Plus, you want to know what Sex Powers feel like so you can brag to everyone at school that you got laid by a Sex Mage when you were only 18. I know how it is."

Jack tried again. "No, I don't— I mean— Okay, yeah, I wanna know what it feels like. Obviously. What guy my age doesn't? But I mean, this could totally work out. You get to test your powers and I get to have fun with the girl I've had a crush on since I was like 12." He gave her his best puppy dog eyes. "Do I have to say please?"

"Jack..." Nikki started to shake her head, but instead looked him over. She stopped blocking his signals out, and she could sense he was very turned on by this. His cock was semi-hard already. She took a few moments to mull it over, moments that felt to Jack like an eternity of anticipation. He was decent guy and he was cute. If he was a couple years older and she wasn't already dealing with her Power issues, she could see herself dating him. Still, he was also Mark's friend, and that might make things awkward between all of them.

Suddenly, they heard a flush as Mark finished up his business. Jack's eyes pleaded with her for a response.

"I have to think about this," said Nikki.

"Tell you what, to prove I'm serious, I won't touch myself at all until you give me an answer," said Jack. "I promise."

Nikki scowled. "Jack, a word of advice. If you want a woman to have sex with you, don't shove that kind of responsibility onto her."

Jack looked panicked slightly. "Okay, I'm sorry! Really! That's just, like, something they do now, you know, guys interested in some girls..."

"Yes, but you aren't asking me to date you," said Nikki. They heard the bathroom door open. "I'll e-mail you later. I have to think about it some more, but for right now, I'm leaning towards no."

"Good enough," said Jack in a near whisper as Mark came in to join them.

"Hitting on my sister now are you?" said Mark, with a smart-aleck grin. He hadn't heard any of the conversation, so he had no idea how right he was.

"Ha! Just getting tips on how to kick your ass even harder," said Jack, cocking a thumb back to the game. "Come on." His arousal dimmed as he focused back on the game.

"Whatever man," said Mark. Nikki watched them go and went back to her homework, though she could barely concentrate on it as she mulled the possibilities over and over in her head.

PART SIX

Two weeks had gone by since then, and Nikki had been to three more of the Sex Mage classes. She had yet to actually test her power on any of the men, but she had become better at tuning their signals out. Now, as she went through the day, she tested blocking out the men she passed on the street while trying to go about her business. She slipped up rather frequently, but she could already tell she was slowly getting better at it. However, just learning to tune the energy out wasn't really enough, and she still couldn't block out a man who was fully aroused or engaged in sex. She was beginning to think she really would need to have hands on practice manipulating the energy. Jack's proposition was starting to look somewhat tempting.

Tonight, she came home early, and sensed before she even got into the front door that Mark was up in his room, masturbating. Sighing, she concentrated on blocking him out, but then, she realized, something felt different. She paused. This wasn't the usual glow from Mark when he masturbated. The glow was stronger. The flow of energy was different. It wasn't fully contained from Mark, it seemed. She reached out with her senses and to her shock, she realized that energy was flowing into him somehow, energy from something else charging him. Now that he looked, his glow was a brilliant white, and it was burning brightly.

Nikki bolted upstairs to Mark's room. She could hear him moaning loudly, his tone almost pleading. Nikki reached out and looked into his mind and saw that he was not alone. There was a woman there in his room and she was pouring sexual magic into his system like a river. And Nikki could tell, Mark was fruitlessly trying to fight it. Nikki threw open the door.

Mark was there, completely naked, sitting in a chair. His hands were behind the backrest, and he seemed to be struggling to pull them forward. Nothing physical was holding them, but clearly, they were bound by some force. Nikki didn't need to guess where the force was coming from. She was sitting on her brother, having buried his cock in her pussy.

The girl looked up and smiled smugly. "Hey, there, sis," she said. She was fully dressed, save for the fact that she wore no panties and had her mini-skirt hiked up so she could take Mark's cock into her. Her panties had been stuffed into Mark's mouthing, muffling his cries. The girl simply sat on him, resting her head on his, and was idly typing on a smartphone.

"Who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you doing?" yelled Nikki.

"Hi, I'm that bitch, Kate, and right now, I'm roasting your dipshit brother," said the girl, giving Nikki a sneer.

"Kate? I thought you were going to leave him alone?"

"I was, till he called the fucking cops on me," she said. "I got expelled from school. My folks are furious. So, I'm gunna teach this little shitstain a lesson and roast him till his brains fry."

"Roast?" said Nikki, wide eyed. The amount of lust radiating off her brother was nearly painful for her to see. She couldn't imagine what he was feeling. Desperately, she reached out and tried to redirect some of the energy, but it was like trying to grab a burning hot firehose at full blast, one handed. The girl easily slapped away Nikki's efforts with her own Powers.

"Never roasted a guy before?" said Kate. "It's pretty fun. First you make sure he can't cum. Then you fill him to the brim with arousal. Then you make his dick super sensitive to pleasure, so sensitive one lick could make him cum so hard he black out. Though, of course, you make it so he can't black out. Then you just take his cock in you and let him 'roast' inside you. Most boys last maybe two, three minutes before they're screaming for mercy. Shitstain here's been at for, oh..." she checked her phone "...about half an hour now. I give him another fifteen minutes before he completely cracks, but just to be sure, I'll probably stick around for a few hours."

"Are you fucking crazy?" yelled Nikki. "Get the fuck off him!" She strode over to Kate and reached to grab her.

Suddenly, however, Mark's arm shot up and punched Nikki straight in the solar plexus. The blow hit like a hammer and Nikki stumbled back, gasping. "Uh, oh, looks like little bro is tired of having his big sis monopolize his cock!"

Nikki coughed and gasped trying to get her breath back. She knew Mark's punch had been Kate controlling his arm. Nikki stumbled out of the room. "You bitch," she gasped.

"Oh, don't think I'm letting you go, you fucking dyke. I know calling the cops was really your idea. I can't use my powers on you, but just you wait. I've got a couple of my boys on speed dial, wait for me around the block. All I need to do is call them over and have them go to town on you. I know your Powers aren't for shit, so it's not like you'll be able to stop them." She tapped a few buttons on her phone. "In fact, why wait? I'll call them up right now."

Nikki staggered out of the room, still wincing in pain. She went over to her parent's room and reached under their mattress. A few moments later, she was back in Mark's room, a loaded revolver pointed at Kate's head.

"Get the fuck off my brother and call off your goons," said Nikki. "I so much as hear them step onto the porch, I will blow your fucking brains out."

Kate went white as a sheet, and Nikki sensed the aura of sexual energy around them falter. Her phone fell straight from her hand. A male voice asked what was going on.

"MOVE!" yelled Nikki. Kate leaped off Mark, letting his cock pop out of her pussy. She snatched up the phone and told the boy on the other end to go home. "Now, fix my brother!" barked Nikki. Kate hastily put her hands to the side of Mark's head and concentrated. The storm of sex faded, as did the white hot glow, and Nikki could feel Mark's mind struggle back into focus. As it did, the block on his orgasm was released, and he immediately shook in a violent climax, spraying the far wall with his seed. Finally, Mark's body relaxed, and his arms went limp as Kate withdrew her power.

"Good, now get over in the corner," said Nikki. She pulled out her phone.

"I-I-I-I'm s-sorry," said Kate putting her hands up in surrender. Her lower lip trembled and tears brimmed in her eyes. "Please, I'm sorry, I got carried away! Don't call the cops! PLEASE!"

Before Nikki could retort, a fist shot out and socked Kate right across the face. Kate crumpled like a ragdoll and fell unconscious on the floor as Mark stood up stiffly, clutching his head.

"Mark?" said Nikki. "Are you alright?"

"No," he said. "No, I'm not." His hands balled into fists and he looked at Kate with murder in his eyes.

"Hey," said Nikki coming up to him and hugging him, ignoring his nudity. "Hey! Come on. Don't do something you'll regret."

"Okay," said Mark after a few minutes.

A few minutes more, and the cops were there to pick up Kate, the paramedics checking up on the siblings. Once all the questions were done, and the two given a clean bill of health, the two went to bed, exhausted. Nikki thought about the gun, now back in her parents bedroom, wondering what she would have done if they hadn't had it.

Nothing, she knew. She wouldn't have been able to do anything. If she'd had full control of her powers, she could have blocked Kate's hold over Mark, and probably fended off the boys she would have sicced on her. Or maybe not; Kate had been exceptionally powerful, after all. But at least, Nikki could have had a chance. While she didn't expect an incident like this to happen in the near future, she now knew she had to get her Powers under control.

Nikki snuck into Mark's room while he slept and grabbed his cell phone. She got Jack's number, saved it to her contacts, then sent him a text.

PART SEVEN

It took a couple days for them to arrange a get together without Mark knowing. She wasn't comfortable letting her brother know that she was going to be using Powers on her friend. Especially after the incident with Kate, she had a sense that Sex Magic was the last thing he wanted to think about. They picked a day when Mark would be away for some time, driving off to meet with some other friends in the next town over. Jack had declined to go along, saying he hadn't been feeling well.

He showed up at Nikki and Mark's place feeling very well indeed, however. He was already hard as he came up to the house. She could sense his excitement before he even reached the driveway. She pulled open the door before he could knock.

"Hey, Nikki!" he said. He was bright eyed and bushy tailed, and his cock throbbed with a bright red glow.

"Hey, Jack, come in." She wore only a short skirt and low cut tank top, simple, but more than enough to rev Jack's motor, though clearly, it didn't need to be revved.

"You look great," he said, looking her over.

Nikki smiled. "I know," she said. "You look horny."

"That obvious, huh?" he said with a laugh. "So, you want me to get naked?"

"Not just yet," said Nikki. "You want a drink? Some water, first?"

"I'm good," he said.

"Alright then. Let's go up to my room."

She led him upstairs, and he followed like an obedient puppy. She could sense his cock throbbing. She was able to read that his balls were rather swollen, and she knew intuitively that it had been a while since he had last had an orgasm. She paused at her door and turned to him. "When's the last time you masturbated?"

Jack gave her a nervous grin and opened his mouth. However, before he could say anything, she put a finger to his lips and looked into his mind. Her eyes widened slightly. "Wow," she said. "Three whole weeks?" She paused. "You really did wait for my response."

"Yeah," said Jack, softly. He kissed her fingertip, bringing his hands up to clasp hers. She withdrew her hand, however.

"You didn't have to do that."

"I know, I know, and I wasn't trying to force it on you, I just, I wanted to. If you'd said no, I would have jerked off a few days ago, but then you said yes, and, well, I figured I could wait a few more days. You know, make it special."

Nikki reached out and lightly grasped his balls through his shorts. Jack let out a sharp gasp and his body tensed; the glow around his crotch shot from red straight to yellow for a moment. She withdrew her hand and Jack sagged a bit, the colors shifting back down. "Do they hurt?"

"Y-yeah, a bit," said Jack. "It's worth it." He leaned forward a bit, getting his face intimately close to Nikki's.

Nikki put a hand to his cheek, tender, but also keeping him from leaning closer. "Jack, you're here so I can practice."

"So, practice," said Jack. He grinned and tried to step closer, intending to land a kiss on her lips. Nikki put a hand to his chest and held him back. Jack gave her a hurt look.

"This isn't going to be what you're thinking," she said. "We're not going to make out. We're not going to have actual sex. I'm just going to use my powers on you."

Jack blinked and said, "But... I mean... you need sex to make them work, right?"

"Sexual arousal is enough," said Nikki. "Right now, you're radiating enough lust, actually, that I don't even need to touch you."

Jack swallowed. "But you, you are going to touch me, right?"

"I might. But before we do anything, you need to get this through your head. We're not lovers. I'm not your girlfriend. I'm not going to be your mistress."

Jack took a step back and frowned. The glow began to dim. "I also hope you're not just going to be a cocktease."

Nikki shrugged. "You're the one who didn't jerk off for three weeks." She crossed her arms. "Take it or leave it, Jack. I don't want to be a bitch about this, but I don't want to you to get the wrong idea and think this is more than it is. So, if you really want to do this, you'll do it my way. Understand?"

Jack tried to think it over. Nikki could actually see the struggle going on between his two heads, his brain and his cock going back and forth over what to do. However, it seemed that despite the disappointment, there was some part of Jack that actually liked how Nikki was taking control. That, combined with his blue balls meant there was no real argument here. His cock won by a landslide. Nikki smiled slightly and wondered if this could be considered taking advantage. If it was, she intended to make it up to him.

"Will I, um, will I at least get to see you naked?" he said.

Nikki almost said no, but paused. "We'll see. I don't know if I'm comfortable with that yet."

Nikki could see Jack's frustration flit over his mind like an unspoken curse, but his cock quickly overruled him. "Okay," he said. "Fair enough. Sorry, if I overstepped my bounds."

"Alright," said Nikki. "Come on." She opened the door and led Jack in, telling him he could sit on the desk chair for now.

"Should I get naked, now?" he said.

Nikki smiled. "You're awfully eager to get naked."

"I figured it might inspire you a bit." Jack winked, some of his cockiness returning.

"Oh, no worries there," said Nikki with a laugh. "I know what you look like, I can get the visual from my sexual senses. Plus, you've always got quite a show going on up here." She tapped her head and grinned. "By the way, you're next line is going to be, 'well, my shorts are getting tight anyway.'"

Jack's eyes widened a bit and he gulped. "Wow," he said. "Well, heh, they are pretty tight right now."

"Go ahead if you like," said Nikki. "But remember, I'm not going to get naked."

"Not yet," said Jack as he unbuttoned his shorts.

"We'll see." Nikki watched him strip and his cock jumped out of its cloth confines, eager to be free. The glow brightened a bit as Jack fully stripped. He felt self-conscious being nude while she was still dressed, and of course, he wondered what she thought of his size. Nikki smiled. His cock was only average length, but had a bit more girth than most guys she'd seen. "It's nice. Your cock, I mean."

"Yeah?" said Jack. "Just nice?"




Nikki's Struggle



"Yes," said Nikki, and she saw a twinge of disappointment in his mind. "Now sit." Jack obeyed, sitting on the desk chair, while Nikki sat down on the edge of her bed. She crossed her legs and Jack's eyes were drawn to them. His cock twitched.

"Now, I've seen a lot of fantasies go through your head. Is there something you'd like me to try first?"

"What do you mean?"

"Let me rephrase: you want a hand job, blow job, foot job?"

Jack's glow flickered brighter at every "job." "Oh, uh, it doesn't matter, whatever you prefer, I guess."

"Alright," said Nikki. "We'll try a blow, since you seemed to like that idea the most." Jack nodded, and Nikki stared at his cock, concentrating. She watched the glow pulse around his cock and drew energy from him into herself. She parted her lips slightly as she imagined leaning forward and taking his penis into her mouth. She could very faintly start to see a shape forming around the glow, a set of lips and what might be a tongue. Jack stiffened. "Can you feel that?" said Nikki.

Jack nodded. "Kinda warm and wet," he said. "A little loose though."

Nikki nodded and focused her concentration. The outline of the phantom mouth became more distinct, and the lips closed around the cock. "Better?" Jack nodded. She held the mouth in place for a few moments more, until she was certain she could maintain it. Then she tried to make it move. At first it didn't. Then it sort of jerked up a little, slowly, then down again. She tried to wriggle the tongue, and it sort of flexed. She tried to make the phantom mouth move again, more smoothly, while wriggling the tongue. However, this was too much of a strain, she couldn't maintain the form and the motions at once, and the mouth dissipated. Jack let out a breath as the sensation faded, leaving his cock twitching forlornly.

"Damn it," said Nikki. She tried again, then a third and fourth time. Each time, she was able to form the mouth snug around his cock, and start to make it move, but she was unable to maintain it for more than a few seconds.

After the last time, Jack grunted in frustration, and his hand went to his cock. "Stop!" said Nikki, putting out a hand. With some effort, she was able to clumsily push his hand back. "I need to do this myself."

"Okay," said Jack. "But you're killing me here!" Nikki frowned and focused her gaze on his balls. From the way the glow pulsed, she could tell they ached terribly. Still, as much as it hurt him, the fact that they were so full and ready meant they gave her plenty of energy to work with. If he popped one off right away, that could kill her rhythm, and she wasn't sure she could build him back up.

"Please just bear with me," she said.

Jack swallowed. "Maybe, uh, maybe if you did it yourself, you know, actually sucked me, just at first, that could get you started. I mean, have you ever given a blow job before?"

"No," said Nikki. "And you're not going to be my first." She frowned and tapped her chin thinking for a moment. Then she stopped and looked at her finger. She chewed her lip for a second, then concentrated and reformed the phantom mouth on his cock. Jack lay back in his seat and let out a sigh of relief as the warm, wet presence closed around him again. Nikki then, held her index finger out straight, and put it in her mouth. She felt the firm, straight presence in her mouth, rolled her tongue around it, and started to bob her head back and forth a bit. As she did, she sent the impressions of the motions down along to his cock. The phantom mouth began to move, smoothly up and down, and Jack let out a small moan.

Nikki kept at it for a couple of minutes, until she felt she had the rhythm down. Then, she began to wriggle her tongue against her finger in ways to match the placement of Jack's sweet spots. The phantom tongue responded in kind and Jack stiffened sharply. "Oh, fuck!" he gasped. The more complex motion became harder to maintain, and Nikki focused everything she had in keeping the sensations going.

"Oh, god, I'm getting close!" said Jack, and she could see that was true. The white glow bloomed up from his testicles over the base of his cock and up the shaft. When it reached the tip, that would be it for him. She tried to hold on, but it was too much, the glow broke her concentration, and the form became to hard to maintain. The phantom mouth dissolved just a moment before Jack could cum.

Jack sagged back into his chair. "Fuck!" he gasped. He nearly glared at Nikki. "Why did you stop?!"

"I'm sorry!" said Nikki. She tried to resume the sensations, but her concentration was broken and she had to start from scratch. However, she couldn't seem to reform the mouth very well, as if she was too tired and would have to wait to try again. Jack's cock faded from white back to bright orange. "Damn it. Sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen."

"Can I please just stroke one off?" said Jack. "I can barely stand it!"

Nikki pursed her lips. "No," she said. She hesitated, and reached up and pulled her shirt off, revealing the white bra beneath. It was a simple garment, but Jack's eyes went wide at the sight, and the glow leaped back up to bright yellow. "Just let me keep trying." She tugged her bra down until it just barely covered the nipple.

Jack nodded and the glow stayed high. Energy came off him in stronger waves and Nikki took a few deep breaths, drawing in the energy to fuel her magic. She could do this, she thought. She was getting it. She focused and the mouth returned, causing Jack to jump. She put her finger in her mouth and sucked it, and again Jack squirmed in his seat as the invisible mouth mirrored her actions.

It took three more tries, and the third time, she removed her bra, trying to keep his arousal peaked between attempts. Jack was utterly mesmerized by her breasts and didn't even think to try and touch himself. The mouth closed over him once more, and he was already so close, it only took a few seconds before he finally came, utterly drenching himself in his fluids. A few shots even struck the wall behind him. Nikki eased up as he finished, and Jack collapsed against the chair. She shook her head. Her brain felt fuzzy, like she'd just spent six solid hours trying to study advanced calculus without the benefit of caffeine.

"Oh, Christ," said Jack. "That was fucking amazing." He grinned happily. "Thank you. And thanks for showing me your tits."

Nikki immediately slipped her top back on. "Well, thank you for being such a cooperative test subject." She smiled and tossed a towel at him. "Now clean up your mess before you go home."

PART EIGHT

It took her nearly three more months before she finally was able to consistently and completely tune out the signals of men's arousal, and only another month before she could do so while concentrating on something else. The more she practiced at manipulating the energy itself, the more she actually used that energy the way it was designed to be used, rather than simply try to block it out, the easier it became. Between Mrs. Woods' classes and her sporadic sessions with Jack, her powers grew stronger and more intricate. Now, she didn't even notice when Mark would play with himself or come home aroused.

As such, she didn't notice until she came home from work and reached the foot of the stairs, that sexual energy was radiating from Mark's room like a furnace. Nikki's eyes went wide. She cast her senses out and could see Mark's form through the walls, glowing white and shaking. He was feeling pleasure of orgasmic intensity, yet Nikki could instinctively sense that he had not, in fact, had an orgasm, but was being held right at the brink.

Fearing the worst, Nikki didn't waste time to see anymore. She went up the stairs, grabbed the gun first, and shoved open the door. She blinked at what she saw. Mark was sitting on the edge of his bed, naked with a cute young blond girl dressed only in her panties and socks, kneeling between his legs, her head bobbing on his cock. As Nikki burst into the room, the two jumped, Mark jerking back, and the girl doing likewise, falling back on her butt.

"Jesus!" said Mark. "Nikki stop! It's okay, it's okay!" He held his hands up defensively. "She's cool!" he said.

Nikki blinked at the girl, who looked at Nikki, or more specifically at the gun in her hand, with a deer-in-headlights look. Nikki glanced at the gun and stuffed it into her back pocket. Mark and the girl let out an audible sigh of relief, and then Mark seemed to remember he was naked and quickly snatched a pillow over and covered himself.

Nikki scanned Mark's mind quickly, and caught the memory of what he'd just been doing. The blond girl, named Trish, was a girl Mark had met at a concert, who had asked him out just last night. Mark had accepted and, thinking Nikki wouldn't be home till later, he'd invited her over. Trish had eagerly agreed. Things had gone on from there, at least until Nikki had burst in. She couldn't help but notice the throb of Mark's cock and could tell he had a case of blue balls.

Nikki's eyes narrowed slightly. "You're sure you're okay this time, Mark? She's not hurting you?"

Mark, face red, said, "No, no, its fine, it's cool." He glanced to Trish, who was looking at them curiously. "I, uh, I got attacked by a girl once. She broke in and, well, kinda had her way with me. And, uh, Nikki saved me."

"That right?" said the girl. She got to her feet, covering her breasts with one arm. "I see. You were thinking I was tormenting Mark?"

"Well," said Nikki, "You do seem to be blue balling him pretty bad."

"Oh, that," she said. She grinned sheepishly. "I was just, you know, wanting to test a few things out. I just got my powers a few months ago, see, and well, all my friends are doing this thing where they take control of their boyfriend's orgasms. It's, um, it's kind of becoming the thing to do." Her eyes widened. "But I wasn't going to torture him! Honest! I mean, I was gunna let him pop when we were finished." She turned to Mark. "Help me out here, huh?"

Nikki moved her power to block any coming from Trish so she couldn't influence Mark. However, Trish didn't try, and Mark cleared his throat. "She's right, Nikki. It's okay, I, uh, I agreed to it."

"Are you sure, Mark?" said Nikki. "Because I can do that trick to now. If she's got you in a bind against your will, I can undo it."

"I swear I don't!" said Trish.

"I promise, I'm okay with it," said Mark. "I, uh, um, I actually kind of, uh, I'm getting to like it."

Nikki blinked at that, but could tell he was sincere. Finally, she smiled. "Well. Okay, then." She cleared her throat. "I'm very sorry to, uh, interrupt your fun."

Trish grinned. "Don't mention it. I'm Trish, by the way. Nikki, right?" Nikki nodded. "Well, um, I guess I should get home."

Nikki held up a hand. "No, go ahead, finish up."

Trish and Mark shared a glance. "You sure?" said Mark. "That won't be, uh, awkward, you think?"

Nikki chuckled. "Nah," she said. "I can tune you out just fine, now that I know what's up. Just, you know keep your moans down."

"Really, we can just—"

Nikki held up a hand. "No, seriously, if your still in the mood, feel free to ball." She nodded to Mark. "If nothing else, I think he'd appreciate if you finished."

Trish grinned and said, "I bet." Nikki left the room, closing the door gently behind her. Trish turned to Mark and said, "Well, you certainly have a very understanding sister. I like her. She's nice."

"Yeah, she's good people." Mark glanced down at himself. "So. Shall we get back to it?" His cock was still stiff, and Trish smiled as she 'felt' the heat ripple off him.

"Oh, yeah," she said, getting back on her knees. "Where was I?"

Nikki, meanwhile, went back down and sat on the couch. She sat back and relaxed, turning on the T.V. She smiled as she let her subconscious mind push away the signals of sex, while she flipped through the channels. Upstairs, her brother was having the time of his life. And Nikki didn't sense a thing.

END



Nikki's Surprise



Nikki lay naked on her prison bunk holding a letter from her ex-fiancee against her chest. She never wore clothing to sleep anymore, Officer Garcia demanded that she was constantly ready for him. Even when she was out in the Commons she rarely wore anything beneath the gaudy orange jumpsuit that all the prisoners wore. It was just one more thing that he demanded of her. It had been months since she'd even considered fighting against him. 

Seven years into a twenty five year sentence and Nikki had found herself, who she was always meant to be. She was meant to be a bitch, maybe she was born to be his bitch. Before she'd gone to jail her best friend had always told her she would look amazing on her knees with collar around her neck. She had too much pride to even consider submitting to a man. 

That had been before she'd been locked away from everything she knew. Locked away in a tiny cell with no windows she'd realized quickly just how small and petty she was. The first time he'd caught her with her fingers between her legs she'd submitted to him out of fear. That was what she told herself but six months after that incident she'd realized the truth was that she craved the attention that he was going to give her. She could have refused him and taken her punishment. She wouldn't be the first to be caught or even the worst offender. She didn't have to let him treat her the way that he did and it wasn't just that she deserved it, it was that she enjoyed it. Now it was her dream to someday give herself to Kris the ay he'd always wanted and deserved. Until then she only had his letters to get her by and his newest letter was currently pressed against her chest.

There was a knock on her steel door, it was more a warning than a courtesy. She only had enough time to slide her letter beneath her pillow and turn to face him. "Come here Bitch." Nikki smiled as she heard her name. She hated being called by her real name. Nikki was a criminal who deserved to be punished, but Bitch was a slave who kept her man very happy. Bitch was on her knees almost before he'd finished speaking. She knelt down giving her traditional greeting or licking his already brightly polished shoes making certain she got any dirt or dust he'd gathered over the day or however long it had been since they last saw each other. "Good girl. You know I've got a special treat for you today." He reached down and gently hooked his finger beneath her chin lifting her up onto her feet. "Are you going to make me proud?"

Nikki felt her chest swell. She made him proud, even more she'd bee locked away she couldn't remember anybody before Officer Garcia expressing pride in her but he did every single day. He never failed to tell her just how proud he was of her and how intelligent, beautiful and obedient she was. "Yes Officer Garcia. I will make you proud." An entire swarm of butterflies were flitting around her stomach. What ever he had planned it wasn't their normal get suck and fuck. He had something new planned.

"Follow me." Officer Garcia said and then started walking away. Nikki followed him without hesitation though her legs were already turning to mush beneath her. The few stray butterflies multiplied to a swarm as he lead her through the prison. Her eyes moved down to focus on her bare feet. She'd never really noticed what a contrast her tanned skin was from the grey concrete. "Faster." Garcia called. Nikki obeyed her breasts bouncing slightly as she trotted to catch up with him. 

The prison looked completely different to her at night. It was completely empty and only barely illuminated by dim lights. She was used to seeing it filled with prisoners and guards and empty the place was almost frightening. The only reason it didn't frighten her was because she trusted Officer Garcia completely. She really wasn't sure when she started to trust him but she knew that she did. She would follow him anywhere without hesitation. 

"Where are we going?" 

"You know better than to ask questions don't you Bitch?" It was a rule. She was never to question him not for anything. She was supposed to do as she was told. Nikki nodded her head in response. "Good." He smiled and pushed her in front of him. "God damn you have an incredible ass." Nikki felt herself flush slightly as she felt his eyes wandering her backside. It made her put just an extra bit of wiggle in her step as she continued down the halls. "You know where to go." 

It was a strange thing for him to say to her. She didn't have a clue where she was going but she wasn't going to question him a second time. He usually only gave her two strikes before punishing her so she continued walking down the hall. Like he said she knew where she was going. There was only one room that had light slipping from beneath it. She walked up to the door and paused staring at the handle for a moment. "Go on."

Nikki opened the door and stepped into the warden's office. She hadn't recognized it from the outside. It was a room she'd only been in once before and had hoped to never see again. This was the same room she'd been in when they'd told her that her mother had died of cancer. Then there had been a giant oak wood desk in the middle of the room. That desk was currently pushed up against the wall and a blanket was thrown on top of it. 

There was also a woman on the table, a redhead staring at the door with a hungry gaze in her green eyes. Something predatory that made Nikki pause in place staring at the woman. "Is this the girl you've been talking so much about?" The redhead purred. She was wearing a red top and matching skirt that ended about halfway down her thighs. "She's beautiful. How did you manage to get such prime meat here?"

"Caught her masturbating when she first got here. Threatened to throw her in the hole if she didn't suck. Best fucking blow job of my entire life." Garcia said with a smile. "I'm working on getting her out early. Pulling a few strings so I can add her to the collection."

Nikki raised her head when he mentioned a collection. She didn't know that there were others like her, others forced into slavery by this man. She wasn't sure what that made her feel, whether she was proud that even though he had other women he was still interested I her or if she was hurt that she wasn't the only one. 

"You really think she's worth pulling a few strings for? Is she that good a cock sucker?" The girl lying on the table asked.

"I think she is. I'm sure she'd rather only spend a year or two in the jail and the rest of it as my house bitch. I'd have to make a few calls but I can get her put under house arrest, at my house for the second half of her sentence. I can probably get her out early on good behavior too if she has good behavior." Garcia explained. It was the first that Nikki had heard him mention that such a thing was possible. "So far she's had very good behavior. Even when I didn't expect it."

"How so?" 

"Remember when I told you that I had a liar in my block."

"Yeah."

"Well I gave her an hour to beat Nikki here into taking the fall but she wouldn't. She's not a liar, she's true to her word completely." He smiled. Nikki did too, she remembered that night well and she had considered breaking many times. "Better she's a pain slut. You tie her over a barrel and take a switch to her backside she'll fill it with her cum before the night ends"

"Well I'm not too big on pain that was always your thing John. Me I just enjoy a good bit of pussy. How is she with the ladies? Actually do you mind if I talk to her?" 

"Not at all. I just want to watch and get a few pictures too." Garcia said and reached for one of the drawers pulling out his camera. 

The camera didn't bother Nikki at all. He had thousands of pictures of her by now, she'd only seen a handful of them but she knew that he was making money off them. There was a website out there called Prison Bitch Nikki and he kept a blog there along with pictures and even the occasional video of it. Of course nobody believed that they were actual pictures of an actual prisoner being forced to do these things. He promised her a fair cut of the pictures when she got out and he even put some of the money on her books every month, enough that she never had to wonder where she was going to get envelopes or stamps from, or even the occasional treat. The fact was that Garcia took better care of her than any of the people who claimed to love her. Not her Father, her brother, her fiancée, her brother, even her best friend. She could take everything that all of them had done for her over the last year and it barely amounted to what he did for her every month. If he wasn't lying about his offer none of them could do the things he was offering either. All of that made her make sure she arched her back just a little more for the camera.

"Pictures are fine. Nikki my name is Tina and I'm one of Garcia's close friends. I work over at the men's prison gathering the best we can get from there." She finally rolled over onto her feet. "Come here." Nikki walked towards the woman.

The woman was even more attractive up close, her crème colored skin was completely flawless making her red hair and crimson lips stand out so much more. "On your knees Bitch, it's time we saw how good you are with your mouth." Nikki sank to her knees, a position she spent much of her time in now and one that she was comfortable in. She reached up and pulled Tina's skirt out of the way and gasped. "Don't act like you don't know what to do with it."

Nikki was face to face with a raging hard-on. It wasn't especially large, actually it was a little smaller than most of the penises she'd seen but Tina was a woman. There just wasn't supposed to be a cock there. "Suck." Nikki probably would have stared in awe for the rest of the evening if she hadn't been shocked free of her stupor by that single word.

She did know what to do. Nikki opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the cock and started sucking. It didn't taste like any other cock, there was something. . .cleaner about it. There wasn't the usual taste of stale masculine sweat that she'd come to expect, that she'd come to crave was completely absent. Instead there was a the sweet flavor that faintly reminded her of strawberries. It was a pleasant surprise. "You're right. She is a good cock sucker." Tina let Nikki work over her cock for almost five minutes before she yanked the prisoner up for a kiss gently swirling their tongues. Nikki nearly swooned into the kiss her head growing light. 

Tina guided Nikki up onto the table top spreading the prisoners legs and slide her cock into Nikki. Reflexively the cinnamon hued girl wrapped her legs around the redhead pulling them closer together. It only took the women a few moments to work up a rhythm. It only took a few moments Tina to drive Nikki to the first of several orgasms. "More." Nikki whispered. She was starting to glow as she rolled her hips against the beautiful redhead. 

"Taste them." Tina commanded pulling her breasts over the top of her spaghetti strap top. Nikki didn't need to be told twice, she sat up and wrapped her lips around one of Tina's nipples suckling gently at first, steadily increasing the pressure just how she liked it. "Harder slut." Nikki bit down on Tina's nipple lashing her tongue back and forth over it. Tina squealed and started fucking Nikki even harder than before rocking the table beneath the two of them. 

In the corner of her eye Nikki could see Officer Garcia had pulled his cock free of his pants and was massaging it in his hand. Her eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen as he walked up behind Tina and spread open her ass. Tina gasped as she felt her backdoor being pushed in and on the other side of the perverse train Nikki swore she could feel Garcia fucking her through Tina. 

It was immediately obvious that this wasn't the first time that the Tina and Garcia were no stranger to this power fuck. It only took a few beats for them to settle into a steady rhythm with Tina bouncing Garcia and Nikki and then Garcia plowing into her and driving her even deeper into Nikki. Her second orgasm rocked through her body so hard that she could barely breathe as it sent spasms through her frame. "Oh my fucking God!" Nikki shrieked.

"On your knees." Tina commanded pulling out of Nikki. Nikki sank down to her knees and looked up at the pair standing on either side of her. She'd never looked up at a woman as she was sprayed with cum. The novelty of it excited her nearly as much as the fact that she was pleasing Garcia. The two of them coated her cum till she looked like a glazed donut. Nikki spent the rest of the night posing for Garcia's pictures of her pleasing a woman's cock.