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A Mind's Wish Ch. 01

By: Zyzyx



Letting out a sigh, Erik received a stern look from the teacher as she went right on with her lecture. Normally he would have put a command into her mind to ignore such behavior, but Erik just wasn't feeling up to it. He was bored out of his mind, something he would have thought impossible a month ago when he first discovered his talent.

Erik held the power to influence the minds of those around him. He could make them think, or not think, whatever he wanted. All that was controlled by the mind, was his play toy. A toy that he had surprisingly grown tired of. When he first became aware of the power, he had the time of his life.

Like most high school boys, Erik loved the sensation of power and control. Initially he used it just to influence those around him, to manipulate him. But it wasn't long before he gave that up for complete domination of his classmates minds. This presented many advantages to a young man, but above all others he used it for sex.

The moment Erik realized he could get away with it, he started taking every girl he ever wanted. Looking across the room he could distinctly remember them all. Jessica was who he started with, taking her body while using his mind control to keep her from resisting. Eventually he did this to all the girls in the class, taking even the ones he didn't find overly attractive. He didn't take Ms. Etchison, the class teacher, only because she was an old and ugly whore. But Erik had fun with her in other ways.

Soon enough Erik was exploring new ways to use his powers. Normally he just kept a girl from acting on her own while taking her, but that got old quick. His next step was to rape them in a more traditional fashion. He let the girls be aware of his actions, but unable to stop him. Hearing them cry out was much more satisfying then humping their near corpse like controlled forms.

That fun didn't last forever either. Erik one day just got tired with forcing himself on them, and on a whim decided to plant a command in Fran's head that she wanted him. Upon fucking a girl who wanted it, Erik thought he had finally found the sex that would never end. A simple little twist in their minds and every girl in the class wanted to bang his brains out.

Thinking about it though Erik let out another sigh, getting another scolding look from the teacher. The sex had been great, but even that got old. Desperate, Erik tried a little more variety. He fucked every hole of every girl in every position that he could think of. None of it had any thrill to it anymore. It was time to face the music, when he could get something at will, the appeal was suddenly gone.

So now he had a power that he didn't get much pleasure from, and the negatives were really starting to get to him. The worst was hearing the thoughts of his classmates, voices in his head. If he concentrated, he could shut them out. But concentrating all the time was a chore, and Erik had become increasingly lazy with his powers. He couldn't even make much sense of the jumble anyways, not with so many thoughts at once.

Looking over absently, Erik saw Rachel sitting at the fire side of the class, fidgeting. Just a few weeks ago her long red hair and slim figure would have drove him crazy just with a glance. But now he just a saw a girl, one who couldn't sit still in her seat for some reason. Why was that anyway? With that in mind he concentrated on her thoughts alone.

'Oh god I got to pee.' Was racing through her head. Ah, Erik thought, that figured. Maybe he could help her in that regard. Normally that bitch Ms Etchison would never let a student leave for a restroom break in mid class. Erik of course never played by the rules anymore, not when he could erase from her mind the fact that he had broken them. Hell he even once had that damn teacher drink his piss rather then bother going all the way to the bathroom. He couldn't help but smile at that thought, for after Erik released control over her that day he could see the stupid cunt smacking her mouth at the strange after taste all day, not knowing where it came from.

'Oh GOD I have to pee' Blared out from Rachel's mind. Hearing this Erik turned his attention back to her. That one felt a little weird. Not only did he hear her thoughts, but he also felt part of her need, the actual desire behind it. With a little effort, Erik could actually see in her mind the desire to relieve herself, the subconscious part. In her mind she wanted to run down the halls and plant that little ass of hers on a toilet and let it all out, reveling in it. But Erik could sense something deeper, another desire.

Then it hit him. She was wishing she could pee right there in her panties, without leaving her seat. It wasn't a conscious thought, but a deeper desire. Surprised by this revelation, Erik pondered over it for a moment. Why was there such a strong desire there? When he thought about it, the idea didn't sound half bad. Letting out a good long piss could feel pretty good, and if he could have gotten away with it anywhere at any time, he would have.

He did! Erik realized he had done just that with his teacher, and suddenly understood where Rachel's desire came from. He also realized that he could let her do just what she wanted. With little effort Erik put a command into the mind of everyone in the room, a simple standing order that everything happening was perfectly normal. A herd of elephants could charge through the door and it wouldn't shock them.

With that in place he turned to the red head and focused on her. It took little effort, like flipping a switch in her mind to suggest that it was ok to pee. And then it came. Erik could see the relief on her face before he heard the dripping sound. And he could smell the urine before he ever saw it spill out from the sides of her school issue uniform dress. A shame really, he hated to see those uniforms soiled, as they had once turned him on to no end.

Of course Erik himself had long stopped wearing the male uniform. Just another benefit of being able to control the minds of those around him. Taking in the smell of piss, Erik wondered if he should command Rachel to clean it up. Looking at her however he found himself surprised once more. She was leaning back hard in her chair, with legs spread wide. Across her face was plastered a look of ecstasy, of a plateau of pleasure. She had gotten off on it!

Suddenly it all made sense to Erik. That desire he had sensed, it was a truly deep one. He had never know that the girl was so turned on by urinating in public, but that's what it was. Her darkest desire had bubbled up, and without even consciously thinking of it Erik was able to sense it. This was new, and potentially fun.

Looking around Erik settled his gaze on another girl. Marla, a short girl with an equally short bowl cut hair of perfect black. She was a timid little one, and Erik had loved the way she squealed when penetrated. Concentrating past her conscious thoughts, he pushed down deeper into her mind, to the underneath. There was something there all right, something she kept hidden. It came to him as an image, a picture in his mind of the girl being banged in front of crowd of men. So little miss Marla had a secret desire to be fucked in front of a crowd, how fitting.

For the first time all day, Erik felt himself get a raging hard on. Well, if that's what she wants, might as well oblige.

Leaving his 'everything is normal' command in effect, Erik stood up and walked to the front of the class and to the teachers desk. With but a thought he froze her in place, no much wanting to deal with the whore. Then turning around, he spoke in his own best teacher voice.

"Attention class, I'm going to take over for now. A little change in topic for the day, if nobody objects."

Of course nobody did.

"Good, now Marla if you would come up here."

Still thinking this was normal, she happily obliged. The black haired girl walked right up to him, and then when motioned to turned to face the class. Thinking for a moment on how to do this, Erik consciously removed all the commands he had in Marla's mind, even the one to ignore his lack of uniform.

She stood there a blinked a couple times in confusion. Why did she come up there? And why did she smell piss?

"Class," Erik spoke up "today our lesson will be about female anatomy. Marla here, will be our subject."

As she looked over in confusion, Erik grabbed her. With one hand suddenly grabbing her breast, Marla gasped and started to struggle. But Erik was too strong, holding her in place like iron bindings. This wasn't actually true, as he was holding her back with mental restraints. Marla simply thought that he was so much stronger then her. With that little control in place, Erik was easily able to work her over without much resistance.

Pulling her back, Erik sat down on Ms. Etchison's desk and then forced Marla onto his lap. She landed right on the cock bulging to get out of his pants and the girl let out a yelp.

"Wait, you can't." She managed to speak up. But for all her bluster, Marla was not struggling much, and to her shock nobody else was moving to stop the scene. The class just stared at her, attentive to the last.

For this first time in a while, Erik went to work with a lustful glee. He quickly started unbuttoning her black over shirt, working from the bottom up. This let him start to fondle the nice small yet round breasts at the end, though still through a couple layers of fabric. Giving them both a nice hard squeeze, Erik could feel the heat rising in Marla's body. She still struggled, but mind and body were going different directions.

Not wanting to bother with more buttons, Erik ripped at the white shirt underneath and tore it in half. Then without missing a beat he lifted up her bra, letting out her tits for all the class to see. This brought out a gasp from Marla, one that drove him crazy. Both his hand shot up and grabbed a nipple, giving them a nice firm squeeze. Letting out another gasp, Marla started to squirm in his lap.

This couldn't be happening, she thought. Nobody would let them do this in class. But they were! Her breasts were being played with, toyed with in plain sight of the entire class. And the worst part of it all, Marla found herself enjoying it. All those eyes, just staring at her exposed flesh. The thought of it almost caused her to moan out.

Sensing this, Erik couldn't help but smile. Leaning around her, he reached out with his tongue and licked at one of the girl's exposed nipples. Now that moan came out clearly, although from Marla it came at a very high pitch. Enjoying every minute of it, Erik sucked away at her breast, letting his tongue roll all over the flesh. She was starting to sweat, and he loved it.

But he promised a full anatomy lesson for the class, and there was more to come. Leaning back a bit, Erik forced Marla up with one hand, and with another he reached for her skirt. It took some clever shifting, but he got it off. For a moment he considered playing with her through the stark white panties, but passion got the better of him. Soon those too were off and Marla was almost panting as she was fully exposed to the class.

As he licked away at her neck, Erik sent a hand southwards. Marla didn't shave her pubic area, but she didn't really need to. She had less hair there then most girls who even put time into maintaining it. Letting his fingers run up and down her pussy, Erik played with the girl. But he knew what she really wanted, what would really drive her wild. So he pushed the lips of her pussy aside, spreading them out for all the class to see as he started to send another finger inside. This sent Marla into the deepest moan he had ever heard out of her and he knew she was getting off on it. She was exposed, with her most secret of places in plain sight to her classmates.

Erik knew he could get her to orgasm this way, but the bulge in his pants demanded more. He didn't even need to hold onto her anymore as he used one hand to spread her pussy and another to unzip his pants. A moment later his cock sprung out, slapping into the back of Marla's ass as she leaned against him. Using his now freed hand Erik lifted her up and then slowly dropped the girl's spread pussy onto his pole.

Then it came, the squeal. Whenever he penetrated Marla she let out this noise of mixed shocked and pleasure, it drove him nuts. That one noise pushed all his patience aside and Erik started thrusting up into her with abandon. Each time he reached the end of a thrust there came a little squeal from Marla, only making him thrust harder. Quickly she started to arch backwards, her breasts thrust out into the air. As Erik leaned onto his back, this let Marla put her feet up on the table and spread her legs wide.

To his intense pleasure Eirk was able to stop thrusting, for Marla was now working his cock all on her own. She was riding him hard, all the while keeping herself as exposed as possible to the class. Her high pitched voice was one continuous moan now as she panted in effort, quickly rising and dropping the full length of his rod. The only other sound to be heard was the sloppy thud of each impact, as her pussy was dripping wet now.

Erik was wondering how long he could hold out when it happened. Suddenly and without warning Marla's body tensed up, and Erik could feel her orgasm through her shuddering pussy. Then to his surprise she started to buck, her hole body shaking. The girl was cumming harder then he had ever seen a girl cum, and it gripped his cock like a vice. That, and one great big lust filled squeal from Marla, was all it took to send him over the edge.

Grabbing her by the waist, Erik thrust back up at her as he came. Deep inside her he could feel his cum rocket into the girl, coming out in one big blast. The jizz quickly filled her, and the liquid started to seep out the sides of Marla's pussy as she came down from her orgasm. A moment later the two of them collapsed on the desk, exhausted.

To Marla she felt as if she were in a dream. It had to be a dream, where else could she do such things but in fantasy?

To Erik it felt like a new beginning. He suddenly had a whole new realm to explore with his power. And so many girls to do it with.

A Mind's Wish Ch. 02



The bell rang and as one the class rushed for the door. Erik didn't need his mind reading power to tell that Shelly was staring hard into his back as he walked through the door. Excellent, just as he planned it. Now all he had to do was find a little privacy and he knew she would follow.

There was a janitor's closet nearby that he considered going towards, but then stopped. Erik forgot that he had just sent two other classmates that way. In his attempt to pick up the desires of the ladies around him, Erik inadvertently heard the thoughts of one of the guys.

When they were still back in class Erik had picked up a stray thought from Ricky, a surprising one at that. He had never stopped to even consider that one of his classmates might be gay, but there it was. Ricky's thoughts, even his conscious ones, were of getting his ass filled to the brim. Erik wasn't going to do that kind of thing himself, but looking deeper he found that it wasn't needed.

Ricky wanted a very specific cock up his ass, the one attached to Vance who was sitting directly in front of Ricky. Only then did Erik notice the way Ricky stared so hard into Vance's backside. It was easy to miss, as this was the normal position a student in class would face.

It would have been easy to make Vance rape the guy. Heck he could have made them do it right there and then, such control was easy. But Erik had sensed that Ricky didn't want to be raped, he just wanted to be fucked. So delving into Vance's mind, Erik started looking around for thoughts on sexual orientation. Unluckily for Ricky, Vance was pretty straight. He would never return the lusting desire back towards his soon to be anal victim.

Luckily for Ricky however, Vance was a horny bastard. The guy would be willing to fuck anything warm and willing, regardless of orientation. That made it so much easier for Erik, as he planted a simple command for the two to suddenly go off into the janitors closet together. He put in just enough commands into the pair to ensure they got started, figuring that once they got that far the two wouldn't need anymore help.

Walking down the hallway Erik went right past that same janitors closet. And although it had almost been an hour since he sent the boys that way, he could still pick up thoughts of lust coming through it. But Erik's mind was focused back on the girl following him.

He had put a lot of work into this one, ever since he first delved into Shelly's mind. As he soon learned, she like most people had a number of fetishes and fantasies. Some of them pretty ordinary, some pretty out there. But none of them were as strong as the desire he had felt from Marla that first day. Until he dug deeper, finding the one spot that shone above all others.

Shelly was fairly active sex wise already. She wasn't what most people considered a slut, but she did enjoy it more then most other girls at school. What she really liked was giving head. Shelly loved the taste of cock, the taste of cum. She loved feeling warm flesh throbbing in her mouth. But her deepest pleasure was gained from knowing how easily she could make a guy cum.

For Shelly, she secretly wanted to be the best. To be unrivaled at giving head made her swell with sexual pride. On some level she had been aware of this, but even to herself she wasn't so open with the desire. Erik however had seen it all, and decided to help. Over the past few days he had ordered her to start sucking as much cock as was possible. It was meant as practice, though in terms of amount Shelly didn't need it.

But Erik had not stopped there. He helped her quest by giving Shelly a gift, a type of empathic link. As soon as her lips touched flesh, she could feel how much her touch was getting the guy off. With this tool Shelly was quickly mastering her technique in ways never thought possible. Every movement could be refined for maximum impact, and most guys were coming almost instantly in her well trained mouth.

This was just the prelude however. Shelly knew, as Erik knew, that she wanted a challenge. She wanted that one singular instance that proved she was the god of blowjobs, undisputed queen of head. But before that day, she knew of no way to test that. It almost saddened her, knowing there was no challenge for her skills anymore.

Then that morning, Erik had set the stage. He arranged for Shelly to catch a glimpse of Erik getting head from their classmate Fran. Intrigued Shelly had stopped to watch through the slightly ajar door. While she was not great, Fran's technique was still pretty good. Most guys would be blowing there tops right about then. But to Shelly's surprise Erik just stood there, almost passively watching his cock get sucked.

Pulling away from his rod with a sloppy kiss, Fran asked "Ready to cum?"

Erik let out a little laugh before responding "Sorry babe, but you can't force me. No girl can make me cum just like that."

And there it was, the challenge. Shelly almost got off just hearing him say it, and she nearly stormed in to prove Erik wrong then and there. This was exactly what Erik had planned for. He said those words knowing that Shelly would hear them, it was all his game.

So it didn't surprise Erik much that at the end of the day he could sense Shelly following him, waiting for an opportunity. Walking down the hall, he was suddenly inspired, taking a sharp turn into the room on his left. It was a teacher break room, and it was perfect. With school out none of them would come here. He also had a perfect excuse to be in there, with some of the schedules being posted on a board in the room. Best of all the door had a lock on it, one he quickly heard snap into place after walking inside.

Apparently Shelly thought it was a perfect place too, for she had went right in after him and slammed the door shut, locking it. The lust filled stare she gave him at that point was unmistakable, but Erik decided to play coy.

"Shelly, what's up?" He asked absently.

At first she responded only with a great big smile, finally saying "You hopefully." as she walked forward.

Indeed Erik was already hard and at attention. But his comfort fit jeans did a decent job of hiding this. There was no hiding it however when Shelly walked right up to him and leaned herself against Erik.

"I saw you." She said, staring up at Erik for he was almost a foot taller then her. "I saw you and Fran. She your girlfriend?"

"Not really." He answered honestly.

Good, Shelly thought. Sluts and whores stole boyfriends, something she swore not to do. Even when she was sucking off all those guys in practice she stayed away from the taken ones. Now nothing was left to stop her.

"I heard what you said." She continued. "About how no girl can force you to cum."

With a sly smile Erik responded "Yeah, I did say that. No offense but it is true. You ladies can't make me cum like that, it just won't happen." In a way he wasn't completely lying. Erik had learned some unique control over his own mind and body, and holding back an orgasm was one of them. He hadn't really practiced it, for he never felt the need to, but when he had used the power before no orgasm would come.

With a great big smile Shelly pushed him back into a lounge chair, the perfect height for her challenge. "We'll just see about that." She said, quickly moving onto her knees and pushing up against him again.

Erik was already hard, but he became like iron when she did this. Shelly was what they called a blond bombshell in every sense of the word. Her golden locks were long and curly, yet always pulled back for maximum blowjob efficiency. But it was her breasts that got to Erik at that moment. She had two large perfectly round melons on that short frame of hers. They were tits that belonged in playboy, not in reality. Not too huge, just big enough to give any man more then a handful. Those wonderful mounds pushed through her uniform and into his crotch, taunting him.

Spreading his legs to give her better access, Erik leaned back in the chair for the ride of his life. Passionately Shelly went to work, quickly unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down slightly to get the zipper far enough away from any entanglements. Then with girlish glee she reached in and let loose his cock, marveling at it.

Shelly loved cock, that's why she loved giving head. She loved everything about the organ, the sight, the smell, the taste. So she took a moment to play with his rod, working it over in her hands. Even at this she was a master, and Erik could feel her pushing his control. Damn she was good.

Giving out a little giggle Shelly put the tip the cock up to her lips and gave it a nice soft kiss. It didn't seem possible but the rod in her hand got ever harder at the touch, throbbing. It wanted her lips, her tongue, she could sense it. But she wasn't ready for that just yet. Instead her tongue went down, making contact at the base of his shaft. Slowly and softly she liked up the length of his cock, following a large vein.

She repeated this several times, each time at a different angle. Slowly but surely, there was a moist glow over the entire shaft. Then she pushed in, putting her tongue fully into the head oh his cock, licking at it hard. Erik's hand shot to the handrests of the chair, griping them tightly. Shelly loved this reaction, loved the taste as she greedily started licking away at the tip like so much candy.

Erik closed his eyes for a moment, taking in the sensation. That was the moment she was waiting for, with Shelly quickly putting her lips over the tip and started taking the cock into her mouth. Because he didn't see it coming, the move caught Erik by surprise.

"Jesus." He yelped, suddenly bolting back up to attention. He almost lost it. If he had not been actively controlling his own body with his powers he most certainly would have blown it.

Shelly knew this too, knew that any other guy would have been filling her mouth with cum by that point. It was a honest to god challenge and she loved it. Not wasting another moment she started bobbing her head down on the shaft, letting her lips start the work. Just as she had before Shelly started slow, working her way up to the good stuff.

Erik couldn't believe how good her lips felt, and almost felt like he should let her have his jizz right then. But looking at those deep wanting eyes staring back up at him, Erik knew she desired the challenge, so he held on for dear life.

Soon enough her tongue was working around the head of his cock as she continued sucking on it. It rolled around, caressing him from every angle possible. She loved this point, tasting both the flesh of his rod and the beginnings of pre-cum slipping out. Normally she might even play it out longer, even perhaps tease by going back to just straight licking. Not this time though, this time it was all or nothing.

Another moan escaped Erik's lips as Shelly started to twist her head while continuing to blow him. Her head was turning, moving in at odd angles and sides. Whenever she could however she continued to stare back up at him, savoring the pleasure she gave him. His cock was fully lubricated now, and she really picked up the pace, moving up and down on it heavily.

Just as Erik thought she was topped out, one hand went up to his balls and another to his shaft. Suddenly Shelly was both fondling his sack and pumping at his cock while she furiously sucking away at him.

"Oh fuck." He said, quickly starting to squirm in his chair. It was a real battle now. Part of him had really thought it impossible to force him to cum with his mental constraints in place. But Shelly was quickly proving him wrong as Erik realized she had brought that barrier down to almost nothing. He resorted to old methods then, thinking anything, everything but the beautiful face sucking away at his rod.

Seeing this Shelly knew she had him. It was amazing how long he held out, but even Erik apparently had his limits. It wouldn't take much to send him over the edge, and she knew exactly how.

Tilting her head back slightly on an out stroke, Shelly slowed her pace ever so slightly before suddenly the hand she had around his shaft was gone. It was quickly replaced by her lips however as Shelly took his entire cock into her mouth, going right down her throat.

Erik tried to say something at that point, tried to call out anything, but it came out just as one big jumbled moan. His hands shot to the sides of Shelly's head as the first blast of cum came out, splashing into the back of her throat. Quickly she shifted back, letting the tip of his cock rest against her tongue as the rest of his orgasm raged. She wanted to taste it, wanted to feel his cum roll over her tongue.

It was her greatest moment of triumph as Shelly watched Erik buck in the chair, shooting load after load into her willing mouth. No cum ever tasted better to her then his at that moment. Finally he started to settle down, and she pulled away from the cock with a wet smack.

Leaning back and panting heavily, Erik watched as Shelly closed her eyes, focusing on all the cum still in her mouth. She sat there for a moment, enjoying it slosh around in her mouth before she finally took it all down in one great gulp. Opening her eyes again, Shelly leaned forward.

"Enjoy that?" she asked.

Laughing, Erik responded "Oh baby, you're the best." knowing what she wanted to hear. As she absently started playing with his cock again, his hands went to her head. Without even thinking about it Erik found himself reaching for her breasts, fondling them through her clothes.

"Do you like my boobs?" She asked with a coy tone. An answer wasn't needed as the cock in her hands suddenly sprang back up to attention. "Well, if that is what you want..."

Erik sat there in amazement as Shelly peeled off her top, letting loose those wonderful tits. They felt wonderful as Shelly leaned forward and wedged the cock between her breasts, smothering. It was still soaked from the blowjob, and needed no extra lubrication as she started grinding away at it.

Holding nothing back now, Erik openly groaned "Oh yes."

Responding in kind, Shelly moved fast and harder, her tits bouncing up and down as she pushed them in onto the cock. With her above average size, she kept the entire rod covered, every inch getting pleasure as she continued to tit fuck his mind out. But with a simple shift she let the tip of his cock push up out through, letting her lick at it with each stroke.

"Oh Christ, oh... oh..." Erik gasped out, tensing up.

"Cum for me, show me how much you love my boobs." She called out to him, pleading.

Not one to disappoint a lady, Erik stared back down at her, calling "I'm cumming... I.. I'm cumming!"

And he did just that, blowing his load right with an upstroke that let the tip of his cock poke out from those tits. The first blast went high, up and into Shelly's hair. The second took her across the face, as did the next one. She giggled with glee as the cock continued to pump out cum, a stream hitting her chin and neck, then finally a long last one that oozed out and onto her exposed breasts.

Erik was spent, completely. His dick went completely soft as Shelly pulled away, playing with and tasting the cum that covered her face and chest. Staring at her, Erik said the first thing that came to his mind.

"You're a goddess Shelly, an absolute god."

Damn right she was, and now she had proof. 



A Mind's Wish Ch. 03



Standing there, Erik had a hand to his chin in thought. He had delved into the mind of the Penelope, or Pen for short, and found an interesting desire. It became obvious to Erik that some of the fantasies these girls had were possible, others were not. The fact that they were often pure fantasy meant that some of the girls dreamt of scenarios Erik could never fulfill. Fran for instance wanted to have sex in space with a fictional character from one of her favorite books.

Sure, Erik could manipulate the mind of Fran and make her think she had done just that. But he had decided that he wanted all the girls to remember their encounters, and to believe they actually happened. That was a truly tricky part, as he found out with Marla. The girl had her sex scene in public, but knowing that it had happened would have embarrassed her to death. So Erik had to settle for making her think it was the best dream she ever had. In comparison Shelly was much easier, as she remembered everything. Everything but the fact that Erik had put some mental commands in her. That made it much more satisfying for him.

Pen looked like she was going to be a real tricky one. Looking into her deepest thoughts, Erik had found a rather unique fantasy. Having looked into the minds of lots of girls, he had come to see that the vast majority of them had little or no desire to be raped. Some liked the idea of being submissive, but despite what many guys would have liked almost none of them desired a true rape.

But Pen was the closest to that desire then any other girl he had delved into. Her darkest desire was to be taken, forcefully. If that's all it had been, Erik could have easily obliged. Hell he had already done that to her before, just wiped her memory of it. No, Pen had a much more fantastic scenario in her mind. The girl wanted to be taken by something that wasn't a man. Not a beast or anything, but something more primal, elemental. He had to look deep, but Erik found in her mind the vision of being fucked by an invisible force. It did not seem like a realistic fantasy. What she wanted was not so much the rape, but the impossible magical nature behind it.

And that is when it hit him, a solution. Erik continued to stand there watching Pen as she worked. They were in a storage room, where a variety of school supplies were stored. Pen had come in there to organize, part of her duty as a teachers aid. She did not recognize that Erik was standing there, because he had commanded her not to. Erik realized though that this command wouldn't work. While she couldn't see him, she also wouldn't realize Erik was there if he touched her either. It was part of the command he used often to let him interact without upsetting anyone, and it wouldn't work for her fantasy.

Now he couldn't make himself invisible, but Erik realized he didn't need true invisibility. Instead he dropped his current command in Pen's mind, and replaced it with a new one. It stated that she simply could not see, hear, or even smell him. That specifically left out her ability to still feel him, and recognize it as out of the ordinary. Pen paused for a moment as the new orders settled into her mind, then she went back to work.

Erik decided to test it, walking over to stand next to her. She of course did not hear his approach, or see him when he stood no less then a foot away. Even when Erik waved a hand in front of her face she did not react. Well that worked, now he just had to make sure that if he interacted with her should would still feel it. This he tested by simply blowing softly into her ear.

Shivering, Pen put a hand up to her ear and looked around, wondering where that breeze had come from. She stood there for a moment before forgetting it and going back to work.

"Perfect." Erik said aloud, sure that she could not hear him. Though he did alter her programming so that she wouldn't feel his breath anymore, for it might break the illusion. Now all he had to do was set the stage, and Pen had given him the perfect scenario with her own fantasies.

Pen was moving a stack of boxes when she found a book sitting underneath one. It apparently had been stuck to the bottom of the box, as it peeled a bit before it had fallen off. Looking at it Pen realized the book was old, ancient, and she wondered how long it had been there. She had no way of knowing this was all an illusion in her mind, even when she reached down to touch the book.

Flipping through the pages, Pen's heart skipped a beat. It was written in some strange, fantastical language whose text actually glowed in the light. She had always dreamed of finding some magical tome, and wonder filled her eyes at the possibility of her find. Of course that was just silly, magic wasn't real. That's what she told herself, until she got further into the book.

There she found bits of equally old paper between the pages. They were notes, written in English. Old English, but readable nonetheless. They were attempts to translate the text, and they indeed spoke of mystical powers held within the book. But none of them held the power of unlocking that magic. Indeed many of the notes said that they lacked the information needed to tap into that power.

Then she came to the last page, where along with a full page note, there was a very thin stone between the pages. It was beautiful, and Pen held it in her hand for a long moment before turning her attention to the translation. Growing excited, she read it aloud.

"Of powers manifested, Orty of Fyen is simplistic. It power stone contained, using F'gard. That who Attm Irel shall bring it forth, no Qool. The Fyen serves a purpose, powered by Jdyinalit. It brings great Lyktun to the Xedri, serving without being seen. Although the stone is consumed for Cnasm, Fyen retains a simple Orty. One needs merely Tgir the word."

At the bottom of the note in bold letters was apparently that single word. Staring at it, Penelope held up the stone in her free hand. Then, feeling an electricity on her lips, she said aloud "Rohonovin." The stone flashed with light, then disappeared, leaving Pen wondering if she did something wrong.

With a smile Erik went to work. He knelt down next to Pen and put a hand on her shoulder, letting her feel his presence. In response she almost jumped in shock. There was something touching her, something invisible. Suddenly she remembered the note, the passage about not being seen. This was the magic of the stone.

The invisible force put a hand beneath each of her arms, helping her to stand. Pen just moved with it in wonder, staring at the empty space. Her heart was fluttering as the magic lead her across the room, and stood her in front of a spare student's desk. Then, without warning it forced her down onto it. There she was held pinned by the wrists, unable to move.

"What, what's going on?" She pleaded, a quiver to her voice.

Erik stood over her, smiling as he stared at Pen's attempt to struggle. Rationally he was pausing to let her squirm, to let the tension build. But he also did it just to look her over lustfully.

Pen had a somewhat plain face, accented by her simple glasses. Her chest again was nothing to write home about, even her shoulders and arms were rather normal. What Erik stared at were her legs. Pen was one of the tallest girls in school, and that height came almost entirely from her legs. Although she did not stand too high over Erik side by side, her waist went up to his ribcage. To top it off those legs were shapely, well defined and curved perfectly. He had to touch them.

Erik released his hands from her wrists, but Pen was still held down. He had put a simple command into her mind, making her think that she was still being grasped there by the invisible force.

It worked perfectly as she struggled a bit, still unable to pull away. Pen pulled one of her legs up, trying to get a little leverage. That's when she felt it, another unseen hand pushing down that thigh. At first she was just worried about being held immobile, but then Pen realized the hands weren't there just for that. One started to caress her flesh there, slowly rubbing up and down the length of her entire leg.

Feeling the silky smooth flesh, Erik was loving it. His lightest touch was making Pen's breath come in gasps, as she realized what was happening to her. He took his time, rubbing his hands over her legs lovingly. Each time he got close to her skirt line, she quivered. Although she still resisted, Erik sensed her body responding to the sensations.

Pen felt the hands pull away and her heart settled a bit, despite still being held down. That did last long though, as she suddenly saw the bottom of her uniform shirt being lifted up. Her eyes went wide as the invisible magic worked with the bottom button of her shirt, letting it free. All she could do was lay there and watch as the unseen force worked it's way up, button after button.

"Nooooooo." She moaned out as the last button was done, peeling back that top layer. Without missing a beat the invisible hands went to work on the undershirt, once again starting from the bottom and working up. Soon enough those buttons were undone, and the flaps were pulled back. Now her skin was exposed to the open air, with nothing but her bra left for cover. Pen shivered a bit in the still air, wanting for warmth.

She got it as a pair of hands settled onto her stomach, feeling around her flesh. She quivered then not from the cold, but from the caressing touch. It was amazing to her to see indents in her flesh as the invisible hands explored her body. They played with her ribs, making circles around them, as they slowly worked up. Her flesh tingled from the magic touch, and Pen let out a loud gasp as the hands shot up underneath her bra.

There her breasts were played with, rolled around and squeezed very gently. Pen could see the outline of hands pushing through the fabric of her bra, the only way she could actually see the magical force working her over. The bra suddenly heaved up as those hands pinched at her nipples, pulling them out slightly. She let out another gasp then, squirming under the pressure.

As the bra was pulled up over Pen's breasts, she wondered how long it would play with her. It was then that she realized that she didn't really want it to stop, if anything she wanted more. As if to answer this those hands didn't work her chest anymore. Instead she suddenly felt the edges of her skirt get lifted up. The skirt itself remained attached to her hips, it was just moved upwards to reach beneath it.

"No, you can't." Pleaded Penelope as she felt her panties being grasped. But the force did not respond. It just pulled on them, gently and slowly lowering them down her legs. Despite her protests, Pen obliged in closing her legs more as the cloth made it to her feet, so they could be removed. Then her panties were just floating in air and she stared at them in wonder.

When the panties were dropped, Pen had no way to see where the force was moving. No idea where it would head next. But she wasn't too shocked when she felt a touch at the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs apart. Then it went to work, invisible hands running softly across her pussy. A pair of fingers settled at the top of her slit, pushing down as they worked around in a circle.

"Unnhhh." She called out, feeling the stimulation on her clit. Pen lay back and took the sensation in, only a tad disappointed that she didn't have a better view. Then she remembered there was a rather large mirror on the opposite wall. And sure enough when she lifted her head, Pen had the perfect angle to see her pussy being moved around by the magic.

Just at that moment a pair of fingers slipped in, coated by her quickly flowing juice. "OH! Hmmm." Pen called out, her toes starting to curl under the sensation. Her resistance was washing away in a sea of pleasure. Although she was still held pinned down, Pen was enjoying that as she squirmed against her invisible bonds. The fingers continued to probe her depths, feeling around her insides as they worked in and out at a steady pace.

"Yes, oh yes!" She called out, letting herself enjoy it fully. There was nobody there to hear her, at least she thought, and that itself was wonderful. Pen could just let herself go and nobody would ever know about it.

As the intensity picked up the girl started moving much more strongly, her legs starting to pull up. "Don't stop!" She cried. "Right there, don't stop!"

The magic force obliged. It even upped the pleasure by suddenly running a tongue over her tits, sucking them in. Pen responded by thrusting her chest out, pushing her breasts into the pleasure giving force. After a moment she settled back down. In fact she was trying to curl up, almost unable to take the sensation between her legs.

"Yes...yes..." She said softly, squirming wildly. "That's it..that's...I..." Suddenly her whole body tensed up and her back arched wide into the air. She let out a scream that easily escaped the room, but Pen didn't care. The orgasm rocked her body, sending her into waves of ecstasy as the hands continued to work over her throbbing pussy.

Pen let out a great sigh as she relaxed back down, breathing heavily. Her face was a great red color, having all the blood rushing back to it. She lay there a moment, taking comfort in the fact that the invisible hands were still caressing her legs. They hadn't gone anywhere, and apparently they wanted more.

The student desk she was lying on started to shift with moving weight. She didn't care if this would have seemed odd for a magical force to do, but she understood what the shift meant. Pen let out a little moan as the hard piece of flesh was rested against the entrance of her pussy. There it rubbed up and down her for a moment, teasingly.

"Oh please." She pleaded, wondering if it could even hear her. "Please, give it to me."

Perhaps it did, for at that moment the unseen cock started pushing into her. Pen let out one long moan as she felt it slide in, going right down to the hilt. Lifting her head up she loved the sight she saw in the mirror, of her pussy being pushed open by that invisible cock. It wasn't long before it started moving in long, slow thrusts.

"Faster." Was her response. 

Faster it came, thrusting in at an increasing pace. Feeling the restraints lessen on her legs, Pen pulled them up slightly and away, giving her unseen partner a better angle. She loved the sound, the wet smacking sound each time it thrust into her.

"Deeper." She pleaded, pulling back for an even better angle. "Harder!"

Again the magic responded, pounding away harder into her pussy. It was thrusting with abandon, obviously enjoying the wet and wild ride. Pen's eyes glossed over slightly as she let out moan after moan. Each thrust was like heaven to her, and she let herself go.

"That's it, fuck me. Fuck my pussy." Pen whispered, quickly turning to a shout "Oh god yes!"

Her glasses slid off during her trashing and Pen thought for a moment that she should put them back on. But her hands will still held down. Thinking about that she wished that they were free. Not so she could put her glasses back on, but so she could touch herself.

And just like that all her bindings were gone. Instantly her hands shot to her breasts, pulling at her nipples. Pen's legs wrapped around the torso of her unseen partner, pulling him in.

"YES!" She yelled now, fully lost in her lust. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuuucckkk meeeeeee!" She called out, her voice breaking up with each thrust into her.

Suddenly Pen found arms reaching around behind her back pulling at her. She understood then and held on tightly when the invisible force lifted her up. Pen's heart soared as she saw her reflection in the mirror, of her whole body being held upright and floating off the ground. Continuing to keep her arms and legs wrapped around the magic force, she let out one great big moan at the sight. It continued to pound into her, letting drops of her wetness fall to the ground between them.

"Yes! Nhhhh god yes! Ohhhhhhh." She moaned, only spurring the thrusting on faster.

Then without warning her hole body started bucking wildly. She screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm raced through her, sending every inch of her body into spasms as she rode the invisible cock. It lasted for a good long minute with her there floating in the air, riding a wave of ecstasy.

Erik almost lost it right then and there. As she had cum her pussy gripped his cock tightly, rippling around it. But he endured, holding her off the ground as she rode his rod. Before her orgasm had even completely subsided, he had to put her down. Erik was just getting too tired to hold her up anymore.

Taking long deep breaths, Pen wondered if it was over. She wasn't sure if she could take much more anyway, but she wanted it. To her extreme delight she felt an invisible tongue lick away at her pussy, lapping up her juices.

"Mmmm." She moaned and smiled in response. Before she even finished that however she felt the unseen hands turning her, placing her face down onto the desk.

With her legs sticking out the end, Pen was perhaps the only person in school whose feet fully touched the ground in this position. Erik loved the sight, loved seeing her great long legs extended like that. He made sure that he had his own support, pulling over a short box to lift him up for what he had planned.

Pen felt the licking continue and she just lay there, taking it in. Then she felt the tongue wander up to her asshole, working it as well. She suddenly realized that it was being intentionally lubricated. Putting her hands to her ass cheeks, Penelope pulled them wide apart.

"Do it." She demanded. "Stick it in me."

With a great big smile that she could not see, Erik moved to do just that. He put the tip of his cock at the entrance to her anus, resting it there. Not much lubrication was needed as he was still coated in her juices. On top of that Pen did little to resist, her asshole even opening up slightly. In he started to go and with every inch Pen moaned deeply.

"Yesss." Pen said as it entered her fully. The cock started to pull back but stopped short of exiting completely. Then with one had thrust it went back in. She gasped out, only the slightest of pain sneaking through. But it was overwhelmed by the pleasure flowing through her body. Pen's hands shot forward as she rested face down, reaching out to grasp the far edge of the desk.

Erik continued his thrusting, loving her reaction. As he continued on, the girl's wonderful legs pushed up, putting her on the very tips of her toes. It was an amazing view and he slammed into her harder for it. Then Pen's right leg started to twitch under the pleasure, sending him into a wild frenzy.

"God yes!" She cried out, still pulling tightly on the desk. It was rocking heavily now with each thrust, creaking under the stress.

"Fuck my asshole." Pen pleaded, her face going the darkest of reds. "Pound that ass! Fuck my dirty little... FUCK!" Pen continued to moan out, suddenly unable to form words. Her only wish at that moment was that she could feel the force cum, feel it spray into her. But she doubted that the magic could do such a thing.

To her greatest pleasure Penelope was proven wrong. Just as she was reaching her own orgasm the cock in her ass suddenly exploded, sending out a fountain of cum into her. That was all it took as her own pleasure centers went into overload. Both her legs started twitching wildly as she had her first anal orgasm, and a powerful one at that.

So hard did it hit her that Pen collapsed, fainting from the strain. But she did so with a smile.

Erik, still pouring his load into her, stopped his thrusting. When finally finished, he pulled out of her as gently as he could. It had taken quite an effort with Pen, but it had been worth it. The satisfaction he felt at that moment, watching his cum ooze from her still quivering ass, was immense.




A Mind's Wish Ch. 03



Another challenge met, Erik turned his thoughts to the other girls. But not before making a mental note to do this again. Penelope had the absolute best asshole, and he wasn't going to give that up just yet.



A Mind's Wish Ch. 04



As he walked down the street, Erik looked ahead at the greatest challenge presented to him yet. He was following, invisibly, a pair of girls named Terry and Lana. It was Terry whose mind he had delved into, and whose fantasy he meant to make reality. In actuality Erik had been in her mind several times, always coming back disappointed.

His early attempts had shown that the girl had no dark, secret fetishes or desire. Trying a little harder next time he found her one wish, her greatest desire, was to be loved unconditionally. Looking into her mind all he saw was her desire to be loved, to be wanted by another. Images of marriage and other romantic scenes dominated her mind. Erik was actually about to give up on her when that morning he gave it one last shot.

Once more he saw such images. But then something caught his mind's eye. It was one specific fantasy, of her standing there in a wedding dress next to her betrothed. Erik had noticed before that the groom had no face, no well defined form in her mind. He interpreted it as in she simply hadn't decided who that was yet. But that day he recognized something, recognized the haze around that groom.

He had seen it before. It was a shroud in the mind, used to hide something. The more someone did not want to confront something, the more this haze hung in the air. He felt stupid for not recognizing it before, quickly pushing past the barrier with his power. That's when he saw what Terry was hiding, from the world and herself. In her fantasy wedding, her spouse was female.

Although she too had no face, there was no denying that the form Terry was lovingly clung to was female. The unknown female still wore a traditional tuxedo, but had a clearly defined and obvious feminine form to it. Erik had raced around in her psyche at that moment, trying to find more answers, more clues. He couldn't understand why this girl was so concealing of her sexuality. Terry's mind had shown her to be completely open and understanding about such things, it seemed to go against her personality.

Erik found his answer in a wayward thought. Terry did not admit her desire because of fear. Not fear of being revealed, but fear of never finding that love. She had gotten into her head that it was impossible to have that true love scenario she desired with another woman. Indeed all the romantic images in her mind were based on typical male and female roles.

If he had been presented with the challenge sooner, Erik would have thought it impossible. Sure he could force her to love, and be loved by another girl. But that wasn't the challenge, the challenge was to make the fantasy really come true. Such a feat would normally have seemed impossible, if it were not for another same sex couple that Erik himself had created.

Ricky and Vance apparently had become regular fuck buddies. Erik was absolutely shocked one day to find that Vance was feeling honest affection for his new partner. It had all started with one horny encounter, spurred on by a command from Erik. But Vance had shown no homosexuality in his mind before the incident, and Erik had pressed none on to him.

Yet there it was, a blooming relationship between the two. They did extremely well to hide it from the world, but they could not hide it from Erik. Not when he could so easily read their minds. He easily saw that the two were suddenly a full on couple in private, both giving and receiving something from it.

He wasn't about to call that the true love scenario that Terry wanted, but it was something. It proved that such desire could be brought forth without direct control. All Erik had to do was present the right scenario at the right time, and nature could take it's course. But what scenario could bring Terry the love she wanted?

Erik knew his best chance was probably with Lana. The two girls were best friends, and if he could work with any existing emotions it would help. As the two girls were walking home, Erik followed so he could delve into Lana's mind. Unfortunately Lana was not a lesbian, either in practice or by some secret desire. But then again, Vance hadn't been gay, so Erik wasn't deterred. What he did find was that Lana was a tried and true friend. Even without any sexual content, Lana still really like Terry. That was why they were so close.

Delving deeper, Erik was looking around to see how Lana might react to a physical encounter with Terry. Nothing concrete came back, but an image did. Lana saw herself, rightly so, as a strong girl. Physically capable, and athletic. Then the image of Lana as a knight, a protector flashed into her head.

Bingo. It was absolutely perfect. That very same image had shown up in Terry's mind, with her one true love standing over her, a knight in shinning armor. He had the link he needed, and a scenario quickly formed in his mind.

Using his power, Erik commanded the girls to stop. They froze, mid stride, following his mental orders. Confident they would stay there, Erik walked off to find the prop he needed. Using his powers it wasn't long before he came driving back in a nice big van. As he pulled up behind the girls, he released the hold command on them.

The pair continued on like nothing had happened, chatting it up as they headed for Lana's place. Both of them heard the van behind them, but neither took real notice to it. Erik took a moment to plant a couple commands in the girl's heads, illusions over how they would see him in order to help the scenario along.

With everything set, the play went into action. Both the girls did take notice when the van stopped beside them and it's side door flew open. Out from it flew a large man in a black mask, leaping right at them. Before either girl could react he had jabbed something into their sides, and they slipped into a deep sleep.

Erik of course had not done anything to them. All of it was a metal illusion. He was not so large, and he had no mask. He certainly pumped no drugs into the girls, he just ordered them to think he had and fall asleep. Quickly he caught the pair, dragging them back into the van. A very short drive later and he was where he wanted the van to be.

Crawling into the back, Erik stripped down the girls. Despite the fact that he hadn't planned on taking either of them, he couldn't help but admire their naked forms. Lana and Terry had almost identical hair, both the same dirty brown and shoulder length. But the similarities ended there. Terry had a somewhat undeveloped body. Her breasts were small and her form thin, lacking shape. Her face however was striking. It was very well formed, with perfect proportions, topped off with her pair of bright green eyes. When had been raping the girls at random, Erik almost always cummed on that face.

Lana was almost the exact opposite. Her face was a little too chubby, rounding out around the sides to make her appear much fatter then she was. Lana's body however was amazing. It was trim, fit, athletic, showing off her labor in exercising. Lana's skin was well tanned color, even around where she wore her workout clothes. But she never wore a bra, not even a sports one. Lana didn't need it, as her breasts were impossibly well formed. Most guys couldn't tell that she went without a bra, because her tits stayed shapely on their own as if they were being supported.

Although he had felt them several times before, Erik couldn't resist reaching over and squeezing one of Lana's breasts. He was still amazed that they were real, being that trim yet as supple as any tit he every fondled. But he didn't play with her long, instead going right to work.

When the girls started to wake up, they found themselves still in the back of the van. It took a moment but they soon realized that they were naked. Terry moved to cover herself, but felt that her hands and feet were bound together, then bound to the floor of the van. Looking over she saw that her friend Lana was equally naked and equally bound. Even with fear rising in her Terry could not help but stare at the exposed female flesh in front of her.

It was at that moment that Erik, still appearing as a great big masked man, stepped between the two. He knelt down and smiled an evil smile, putting on his best would be rapist act.

"Yes, very nice." He said, reaching out to touch Lana's leg.

"Let... go of me!" She yelled in response, struggling to pull away.

"That's right." Erik responded. "Go ahead and scream. The Van is sound proof."

That wasn't actually true, but it didn't need to be. If anyone heard them Erik would just do a quick mind alteration on that person to ignore it. Taking his time Erik shifted over to Terry, revealing to the girls that he had a nice long knife in his hand. This too was an illusion, for he carried nothing. But the sight of it put real fear into the girls.

"Please...no..." Terry pleaded, her great big green eyes getting moist.

"Don't worry pretty, I'll be gentle." Said Erik. But his voice was not comforting as he leaned over her, licking at her face. And he certainly did not seem harmless when he ran that knife just inches above her chest.

"Leave her alone!" Lana called out, flailing against her bindings. She didn't know it, but the ropes were not holding her back as much as the command Erik had put into her mind that she couldn't escape them.

"I will." He answered. "After I have had my fun. Now don't resist girly, or it will only hurt more."

"Noooo." Terry said, starting to cry openly as her legs were spread apart. When the masked man let them go she quickly shut her legs again.

"Keep them open!" He demanded. "Do it or I'll make you bleed!"

Raging against her binding, Lana screamed "Don't touch her you bastard!"

With a great evil smile, Erik asked "Why should I?" then proceeded to lick her face again.

After a moment's pause, Lana responded coldly "Because...because I'll let you have me."

"Oh?"

"Just leave her alone and... and you can do whatever you want to me." Offered Lana, her voice having trouble remaining steady.

"Thatta girl!" Erik cried out, quickly rushing over to her.

"You can't Lana!" Terry said, fighting back her tears.

With as soothing a voice as she could manage, Lana responded "It's ok Terry, It'll be alright."

"Yeah," The masked man spoke up "we're going to have lots of fun." With that he cut away at her bindings, letting the girl's hands and feet go free.

"Now don't try anything." He warned her. "With that juice still running through your veins you wouldn't get a step before I gutted you."

Indeed Lana felt a little buzz. But it was nothing really, not even an annoyance. Terry seemed a tad more paralyzed however, so they had apparently been drugged. Lana chalked it up to her metabolism, but still played the part of helpless captive.

Erik moved behind her, wrapping his arms around Lana. His tongue quickly went to her neck, and one hand went to a breast. The other hand spread her legs out, then quickly started playing with her pussy.

Terry could only sit there and watch. She worried for her friend, immensely. But even she couldn't deny that her heart started to race at the sight of her friends beautiful body being worked over. As Lana started to squirm a little under the pressure, Terry found herself staring wantingly at the scene.

Perfect, Erik thought. One part done, now to move onto the next. Still playing with Lana he leaned forward, breathing hard into her ear.

"I'm going to enjoy taking you, then taking her." He whispered to her, making sure they both could see Terry. "And I think I'll carve your name into her back, just for kicks."

"You promised!" She snapped back at him.

"I promised nothing." He whispered back. "And there is nothing you can do about it, not with my drug in you."

That was it, that was all Lana needed to hear. When the masked man stood up to change position, she suddenly jumped to her feet and kicked him right in the groin. Erik thanked god that he had been constantly reading her mind, so he knew it was coming. He let the illusion show him getting nailed dead on in-between the legs, but in reality he forced Lana to mentally stop short.

Playing the part, he rolled over in mock pain, making sure to hold onto his illusory knife. At that moment Lana reached for it, but couldn't get it free. She had only stunned him she knew, and the man would soon be back up. Her only chance at escape was to run right then and there.

But she didn't run. Lana ran to Terry's side, quickly trying to free her bindings. Terry was too in shock at the events to respond initially. But she shout out a warning "He's getting up!"

"You...bitch!" Erik roared, spinning around with weapon in hand. He stood there for a moment menacingly, waving his knife back and forth. "I'm going to cut you, cut you deep. And then I'm going to cut your friend. Cut that pretty little face.

Standing her ground, Lana responded "Over my dead body."

Looking up at her friend, Terry stared in amazement. There Lana was, risking her life, for Terry It was the briefest of moments but the image of her dashing knight suddenly had face, Lana's.

And that was it. Erik knew it was time to end his part in this play and let the rest of it take its course. He rushed forward, illusionary knife leading, confident in what would happen. Just as he expected, the agile Lana ducked under the swing, and in one fluid motion she rose up and hit the masked man with a solid uppercut. He was decked right to the ground, seemingly knocked out. Lana didn't bother to check, she simply went back to freeing her friend.

It was surprisingly easy. What they didn't know was that Erik had made it so, lifting his mental command on them to feel imprisoned. While her hands and legs were still tied together, Terry was free from the Van's floor. That was all they needed as Lana quickly scooped her up and opened the van door.

Lana's heart soared when she saw there were only a couple houses away from her house. She knew the front door would be unlocked, it was a gated community, so she took off running with Terry in her arms. As they got inside, Lana quickly locked the door behind them, breathing hard. Once more her heart soared as she heard the van rev up, and looking through the window she watched it drive away in a rush.

Erik marveled at his own skill at that moment. Not only had he managed to race ahead of the girls, getting inside the house through an open window before them, but he also managed the illusion of the van fleeing. He now stood in Lana's house, with the girl having no idea she was there.

Still holding up Terry, Lana let out a sigh of relief. Nobody was home, and if the masked man had come after her she didn't know what she could have done to stop him on her own. Walking over to the closest room with a bed, her own, Lana meant to put her friend down and help her finally get loose of the bonds.

"Are you ok?" She asked, looking down at the friend in her arms. To Lana's utmost horror though she got no response. Terry was completely out, and her skin had grown pale.

Fear taking over, Lana rushed the girl to her room, shouting in attempt to wake her. Fearing that her friend had been harmed, Lana quickly tore off the remaining ropes and looked Terry over. She had no wounds, but then it dawned on her, the drug. As her skin grew more pale, Terry seemed to be dying.

"No, no Terry!" Lana pleaded, trying to wake her friend. She put her ear to the girls exposed chest and did not hear her take breath.

"NO!" She cried out, shaking Terry hard. She had to wake up, she had to! But Terry did not respond, did not move. After a long moment Lana felt her eyes go moist, and she started to weep. Her friend, her best friend in the entire world was dead. So deeply did she cry that the tears blinded her.

So blinded, Lana did no see Terry stir. The girl was waking up, having been affected with nothing more then sleep induced by Erik's mental command. Her 'death' had been like much of the encounter, an illusion.

Laying there, Terry slowly opened her eyes. She did not understand why Lana was crying over her, was she was so sad. Softly, she called "Lana."

In pure shock Lana opened her eyes, staring down in wonder at her revived friend. "You're alive!" She cried out, throwing her arms around Terry in a great big hug.

"Of course I am." Terry relied. "You saved me."

Fighting back her tears, Lana held onto her friend tightly. She wanted to never let go, never let something happen to her again.

"Where are we?" Lana asked, still laying on her back.

Erik, who was invisibly watching the whole scene, held back a laugh at the comment. One of the girls was an emotional wreck, and the other just wanted to know what the heck happened.

"It's ok, were at my home." Lana assured her, pulling back enough so she could run a reassuring hand through her friend's hair.

After a moment's pause, Terry repeated "You saved me."

With a little smile, Lana responded "Of course."

"But why?" Terry had to ask. "You could have escaped on your own. He could have killed you! Why?!"

"Because I..." Lana started to respond. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. The words that wanted to come out of her mouth at that moment shocked her. Never had she felt this way about someone, and certainly not with a girl! But looking down at her friends beautiful face, she couldn't deny what was in her heart.

"Because I love you..." She answered.

Terry lay there, staring back up at her friend in awe. In a single moment Lana had become every romantic fantasy she ever had. She was the knight, the groom, her lover. It almost seemed too good to be true.

"You...you love me?" Terry repeated in an uneven tone.

"Yes." Lana quickly responded.

"You... you'll stay with me?"

"Yes." A happy Lana promised. "I'll stay with you forever. I'm going to protect you, I swear."

Letting a wetness come to her own eyes, Terry leaned up and hugged her friend. "Thank you. Thank you Lana. All I've ever wanted is to be loved by someone like you."

With that Lana embraced her right back. She didn't know what she would have done if her friend didn't share her feelings. It had been to painful to even consider. But they held each others at that moment no longer as a pair of friends, but as a pair of lovers.

The fact that they were both still completely naked was not lost one either of them. As they pulled apart from their hug, both their breathes growing heavier. They stared each other for just a moment before both quickly closed the gap again, this time embracing with their lips.

Still watching the entire scene, Erik leaned back with a triumphant smile on his face. He wondered if he could ever top what he had done there that day. But despite his rather noble accomplishment, Erik didn't do it completely for the challenge. He had no qualms with letting out his cock at that moment, working it as he watched the incredible scene unfold.

The girls laid there for a long while, simply holding that first amazing kiss. Both of them could feel their skins grow hot as Lana lay atop Terry. Their kissing grew more passionate for just a moment before the broke off, each of the breath heavily. There the two stayed, each of them completely aware of the position they were in.

Running a hand across her love's face, Lana said "You really are beautiful."

Of course Terry blushed at the remark. "You're the beautiful one." She responded, looking up at the stunning tanned skin girl who caressed her face.

There was worry, trepidation in Lana's heart at that moment. She knew what she wanted, but she didn't know if she should. The only thing that spurred her on was the way Terry stared at her, stared at her body. She couldn't take another moment, leaning down to kiss her love on the forehead.

It was a soft one, and quickly replaced by another on her cheek. Lana worked her way down, kissing chin, then neck. Stopping only slightly at that point, she swallowed hard then moved on, kissing Terry around the chest. When she kissed Terry on the breast, Lana was careful to listen for any protest. Terry breathed in deeply, causing her lover to look up into her eyes.




A Mind's Wish Ch. 04



"Terry... do.." Lana started to speak.

She didn't even get to finish before Terry smiled, and nodded her head.

That was all the encouragement she needed. Lana quickly went back to kissing the soft female flesh below her. Kissing was quickly replaced by licking, as she worked Terry over. She wanted her, wanted nothing more then to taste her, to please her, to love her. The fact that Terry seemed to be enjoying it just made Lana work harder.

Soon enough Lana found herself leaning pretty far back. Far enough that she shifted onto her stomach, with her legs resting near Terry's head. From this position she liked away at her lover's belly, loving how she could feel the abdominal muscles beneath tense up. Suddenly she was faced with whole new territory, looking down at the space between Lana's thighs.

Sensing the trepidation there, Lana opened her legs. When Lana turned to look at her for confirmation, Terry simply blushed wildly.

Pulling herself forward bit more, Lana's head was now directly over Terry's pubic hair. She lifted a hand into it, just barely touching the surface. She was surprised by how fluffy the hair felt. When she pushed down fully, Lana was amazed at how soft the flesh was. Terry's mound quivered slight as she let out what sounded like a little hum with the touch.

At that moment Lana could smell her lover intensely, and she waited no longer. Leaning in, her tongue started at the base of the pubic hair, then went down the entire length of Terry's pussy. There had been a little worry when she did so that the taste would be too bad.

Lana didn't find the taste bad, she found it divine. The pussy of her lover tasted amazing, as she eagerly started liking at it. Her tongue worked each sides of the folds in her flesh, reveling in the flavor. Then she went back to the center, sending the tip flicking inside as she worked down.

"Ahh!" Terry let out, starting to move in place. Never had she felt this way. Compared to this, touching herself was not even close. The sensation of Lana's tongue was electrifying, and each time it rubbed against her clit she had trouble breathing right.


Continuing to lap greedily at the pussy, Lana buried her face in it. She could feel herself getting wet just by eating out this lovely flesh beneath her. So engrossed by this was she that Lana had to remember to let off and catch her breath at moments. It was during such a break that she noticed Terry squirm as she went past her clit. Perfectly aware of how that area could feel, Lana shifted her focus towards it alone. Her tongue made short laps around the lips of flesh surrounding her nub. Then with one had she gently pressed down on that spot, and with her other hand she reached down and felt inside the amazing pussy.

Terry half squealed half moaned at that moment. It was hard just to sit still at that moment.

Continuing her work, Lana knew the waves of pleasure she was sending up her lover's body. Inspired, she started to let out a low hum. This caused her lips and tongue to vibrate ever so slightly. Terry let out a cry as her waist suddenly pushed up into the air. Holding on, Lana did her best to stay with the moving pussy. A few moments later like this and she suddenly found her lover's legs clamed tightly around her head. All she had left to do now was hold on for the ride.

"Lana, Lana!" Screamed out Terry, unable to hold it in. Her pussy convulsed, shaking in orgasm as her legs clenched up. Her whole lower body started to shake then finally arch up as she hit the plateau of pleasure.

When she was finally released, Lana gave the soaked pussy one last kiss before pulling away. She took great pride at that moment seeing the pleasure on her lover's face. Turning on her side, she just watched Terry breath in deep and hard.

Laying there, Terry felt what she always wanted. She felt needed, she felt desired, she felt loved. Getting some of her strength back, she sat up, looking over at her prone lover. Lana was truly an amazing sight. Her sun tanned skin was breath taking enough. But her luscious curves made Terry wondered how she ever got so lucky.

"I never could tell you." Terry said.

Still lounging on her side, Lana asked "Tell me what?"

Blushing, Terry answered "About how I thought you were amazing. Your body is just so... you could have anyone you wanted."

Now it was Lana's turn to blush. In truth she had always felt vein about her pudgy face. That was part of the reason she worked out so hard, and why her body was so fit. But she had problem taking pride in her body, knowing that men just wanted to screw her. Terry looked at her in awe, not lust. There was desire there, but also love.

Suddenly Lana sat upright, an unseen light bulb going of above her head. "Wait here, I'll be right back." She said, bolting off the bed and towards her closet.

Both Terry and Erik, who was still watching invisibly, looked at her curiously. Erik was glad he made his invisibility command so complete when he saw Lana turn around with a pair of vibrating dildos in her hands. Because the moment he saw this Erik blew his load all over Lana's carpet.

Walking up to the bed again, Lana said "Do you trust me?"

"Completely."

That was exactly what she wanted to hear. Lana crawled back onto the bed, kneeling over her lover. She place one dildo down on the bed, between Terry's legs. The second she held onto as she leaned forward, putting her chest onto Terry's. The two took the moment to share a passionate kiss before Lana used her free hand to lead Terry's down, in-between her legs. Placing the end of the dildo in her lover's hands, Lana put it at the entrance to her pussy.

"Just hold it there." Lana said as she worked with the knob on the vibration control. She set it to the lowest setting as it started to hum out. Then she slid back onto the dildo, letting it slide up into her.

Terry marveled at the sight before her. Lana rocked slowly back and forth on the plastic rod, her tits swaying ever so slightly in the air as she did so. She had been holding herself up by her hands until then, letting Terry hold the dildo in place. After a moment though Lana lowered her chest onto her lover's, so their breasts rubbed together as she moved.

For Terry this was amazing on its own. But then she felt where her lovers hands had gone, reaching for the second dildo. Lana did not turn this one on, simply lifted it up towards Terry's pussy. Her own back and forth movements as she rode the vibrator in her was perfect, as she just moved the dildo in her hands forward and it was soon thrusting into Terry at an equal pace.

At that moment Terry let out a little moan, bringing forth a larger one from Lana. The speed of her rocking picked up, increasing the thrusting of both the dildos. Their breasts rubbed together, growing wet with sweat as the pair of mounds rolled around.

Moving up to a frantic pace, both the girls were grunting with each thrust now. Seeing her mouth open in such a moan, Lana could not help but lean forward and kiss her lover. It limited their movements for a moment, but the pair loved the sensation of their tongues doing the rubbing then.

When she pulled away, Lana found herself absolutely dripping over the dildo in her. Her back and forth movement suddenly became impossibly fast, moving in extremely short bursts. Terry did not know what was better at that moment, the feeling in her own pussy or just seeing her lover so close to orgasm. As Lana let out a scream of pleasure, Terry had her answer, she liked that image more.

Her hands trembling as she rode the orgasm, continuing to slide on her own dildo, Lana felt for the controls on the vibrator she was plunging into Terry. She didn't think it would take much, but still she couldn't help but turn up to max.

Indeed it didn't take much. A moment later Terry let out a scream of pleasure, wracked by the sudden and surprising orgasm from the violently vibrations in her pussy. Lana was coming down from cumming herself as her lover reached the peak, so she got to watch it in triumph. Lana knew to quickly take the vibrating dildo out of her lover's pussy, as such an orgasm might too tightly grip it. After a long moment Terry settled down, her breathing evening out.

Still laying on top of her, :Lana asked "What do you think?"

With a little smile she replied "I think we are going to need more toys."

Smiling back, Lana said "Whatever you want my love, whatever you want." 



A Mind's Wish Ch. 05



"Hi Erik."

"Hello Jacky." He replied with a smile. Despite having done this for several weeks now, Erik could not help but find the whole situation amusing. There he was taking a shower, in the girls locker room, and they always greeted him. Of course given the choice he much preferred coming here after gym then over with the guys.

All it took was the tried and true 'everything is normal here' command and none of the girls considered it odd that a guy was in there with them. Hell he could do almost anything and they wouldn't find it odd. There were limits, but he knew how far it could be pushed.

It was with that in mind that Erik casually stared over at Jacky as she showered next to him. He couldn't help but note that the more attractive girls were far more likely to use the school showers. Apparently the confidence needed to strip down in front of classmates was bolstered by having a nice body. Just as Jacky was lathering up, Erik stepped up and grabbed her from behind. His arms wrapped around her chest and went straight for her breasts.

"Here, let me help you." He offered, giving a explanation for the sudden groping.

She turned to give him a smile before responding "Thanks." Why shouldn't she let him? It was perfectly normal for Erik to help the girl's wash up. That's what all the other girls thought as they saw the two.

Not even bothering with soap, Erik just started playing with Jacky's tits. The flowing water made it a dream to run his hands over her, and what had started as just a little fun was suddenly getting Erik pretty hot. Why not, he thought to himself. He'd only fucked a class mate five times that day, a slow pace. So Erik moved himself closer, pulling a hand away to better position himself.

Jacky felt his chest press up against her back, then she felt his cock slip in-between her closed legs. Because she was a tad taller then Erik, her pussy was resting right onto his rod as it pointed straight forward. She blushed at the sudden sensation, but did not object.

Erik pushed her legs in tighter together, so he got the most friction possible from the thighs wrapped around his cock. From this position he started slowly thrusting, making sure the top of his rod was rubbing against her pussy.

Although she was certainly enjoying the sensation, in Jacky's mind this was just a normal part of taking a shower. So she went right back to doing that, running up a lather over her upper body. Erik felt a slight twinge of insult at the indifference, until he realized it was his own mental order that made her act this way. Once he saw her cleaning around her breasts though, he completely forgot about it and just enjoyed the sight.

They likely would have stayed this way for a while, until Erik added to her lather with his own special cream. But they were instead interrupted by the shouting of several girls just around the corner.

Curious as to what kind of disturbance could happen while the locker room was under his command, Erik pulled away from Jacky. His hard-on gathered a few curious stares as he walked on, but again the girls just thought it a normal sight.

Erik found two girls apparently going for each other's throats, they had gotten that angry. Another pair was trying, unsuccessfully, to pull them apart. A quick look into their minds gave him all the answers they needed. The two were quarrelling over all things, a guy. Apparently this was normal for the two, so getting angry to the point of a fight fit perfectly into his 'everything is normal command'. Right then and there Erik decided to change that mental control, refining it to 'everything concerning Erik is normal'. He was also about to mentally force the girls apart, when it suddenly wasn't needed.

"Break it up, now!" Came the commanding voice of Tina. She put a hand on each of the girl's but did not try and physically force the two apart. When they looked to see who it was telling them this, both the girl's complied.

"Oh?" Erik mused aloud. There was fear in that reaction, interesting. Tina was not a physically dominating girl, with a build typical for her size and age. Although she did have an exotic look being half Hawaiian, nothing about her screamed fear inducing. Glancing into the minds of two would be brawlers showed a common memory between the two.

Apparently Tina had developed a reputation of fighting prowess amongst the girls. He couldn't verify this from the girls around him however. They all heard it only in rumor, Tina was not to be messed with. So Erik went straight to the source. Into Tina's mind he went, looking around her memories and personality.

"Woah." He responded with a gasp. Tina wasn't exactly violent, far from it. But the girl's were right to fear her. She was a fighter, a warrior to the core. There was memories of countless hours of training in solitude in her mind, and a distinct desire to reach a combative peak.

That was interesting and all, but what really got Erik's attention was the shroud he had become so accustomed to seeing. It was the part of her mind that she kept locked away, a place of secrets. Although Tina's shroud was rather thin, there was quite a bit behind it. The first thing Erik went looking for, as he always did, was any sexual fantasies she might have.

There was but one, and it burned with a passion. What struck Erik as odd was that it would have been relatively easy to accomplish. So, what was stopping her? There was no immediate answer in her thoughts and memories, so he tried something different. Tina suddenly found herself day dreaming about that fantasy, going through it with a random attractive male. But almost immediately she pushed it away, because he wasn't worthy.

And there it was, Erik understood perfectly now. Tina never acted on her desires because she couldn't find any guy she had met attractive. It wasn't about looks or personality, but prowess. The fact that she could utterly wipe the floor of any guy at school was a real turn-off to her. So she hid the desire, kept it bottled up. Erik had come to learn that the more a desire was made secret, the more it was contained, the stronger it grew.

Tina wanted a fight, and he meant to give it to her.

As the rest of the girls went about changing into their uniforms for the next class to start, so did Tina. But Erik, making himself invisible, mentally commanded her to take her time. Soon enough all the other girl's had left, leaving Tina alone. Or so she thought. While putting on her over shirt, Tina's hand went up high to push through the sleeve.

"Woah!" Erik remarked, coming out of invisibility right as he ducked under that upraised arm.

"Erik!" A surprised Tina said. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there."

In a playful tone he responded "Well be more careful next time, you almost took my head off." then gave her a mocking little shove on the shoulder. Equally playful Tina tried to give him a little shove right back, but Erik's mind reading let him see it coming a mile away.

"Nice try." He mocked, easily stepping around the attempt.

Her smile growing rather sly, Tina tried much more forcefully to shove Erik down. To her complete surprise though the girl hit nothing but air.

Dancing around her now in a mock boxing stance, Erik commented "You can do better then that."

That sounded like a challenge to Tina. With a completely wicked smile growing, she took a full on battle stance, staring at him hard.

Dropping down into his own casual stance, Erik told her "Ok then, let's rock."

In a blur of movement Tina rushed forward, her well trained muscles snapping to full speed almost instantly. She meant to grab Erik, throw him down to the ground. But once more she was left surprised as Erik was rolling away from the move before she even finished it.

It was at that moment that Tina became truly determined, and she decided it was time to play rough. Once more she charged, this time leading with a punch, rather then a playful push. This time she was ready for the evasion, expecting it. When Erik ducked under the blow, she already had a knee out to meet him.

And it did meet Erik, only in his waiting hands and not his face. "Strike one." He said, easily holding the blow back as he looked up at her.

Tina was absolutely shocked by the maneuver, but no so much so that she didn't manage to pull back. He was good, real good. That trick would have decked anyone but a blackbelt. Yet Erik didn't move with trained discipline, to her it looked like raw instinct. Of course she could never know that he was reading her mind, seeing attacks before they were ever even made.

Changing stances slightly, Tina paused only a moment before attacking again. Ducking down she went into a low, sweeping kick. Erik avoided the only way possible, jumping up and over the attack. In a blaze of movement she came around from the spin, going into a mid level roundhouse kick that would have broken through a concrete block. Let him block that one.

Of course he didn't, and didn't need to. Erik shifted his weight back on that side, and let the kick pass by him by mere inches. Right as Tina's leg was fully extended, he grabbed at it. "Strike two."

Impossible! Tina thought to herself. Nobody was that good, nobody. She wasn't done yet though. There was one last trick left to play. Wrestling her leg free, she went right back on the offensive. Around she came with one hook, getting Erik to block that side. She immediately followed up by punching in from the opposite side, forcing him to block that one.

Then she made her endgame move. With her right leg she kicked out, intentionally wide. But she did not pull it back in a traditional manner. Instead she turned her foot around so that the top of it was facing Erik's back as she pulled it in. Erik was forced to turn his back on her to block the attack, and it was over. Tina chopped down, attacking from his blind side.

"Strike three." Erik said, suddenly holding her hand back. The amazing thing about was that he had blocked the attack coming from behind and above his head, with no way to see it. Spinning around, still holding that hand, Erik tackled Tina to the ground.

Laying on top of her, he looked the girl in the eyes and softly whispered "Got you."

Indeed he had, and Tine let it show. Pulling on the front of Erik's shirt, she abruptly sent a tongue into his mouth. Here was the first guy to ever even remotely challenge her fighting prowess and it had gotten Tina hot, real hot. It surprised her, it hadn't surprised Erik.

He was surprised however when she needed absolutely no further encouragement. Already Tina was tearing away at her clothes, sending the removed pieces flying. Although he was a tad more careful about it, Erik got undressed just as quickly. Just then the sounds of approaching voices cut through the air. It was the next class, coming in to change for gym. Tina thought it was horrible timing, Erik knew it was perfect. Exactly how he intended it.

"Come on, follow me." He said, helping the girl off the locker room floor. Erik lead them across the room, into the teachers office. Tina wondered what he was thinking, because the office had big glass windows and into the locker room and no way to cover them. In a shocking twist he went straight for the footlocker in there, quickly emptying it out.

"What are you..." She started to ask.

"Get in." Erik cut her off, motioning into the locker.

With a mischievous little smile Tina complied, crawling into the cramp metal space. To her utter delight Erik went in right after her, closing the lid on top of them. The locker itself was not very large, although rather long. Laying on top of Tina, Erik could feel his back brushing up against the lid. And the sides weren't much roomier either, not extending much farther then his shoulder width. There were thin grates on the side that, while not letting a lot of air in, did provide a little ambient light inside.

That was all that was needed for Erik to see the fire in Tina's eyes. He had delved into her mind, and the secret little desire she had was to do it in a confined place. In the cold innards of that foot locker, Tina was living out a fantasy and it had her horny as hell.

Just as the next class of girls was filing into the locker room, Erik slid down slightly to better line up his approach. It took a little maneuvering but he managed to get his cock down enough so that it rested against Tina's entrance. With as wet as she had become, Erik slipped right inside the girl. She let out a suppressed little gasp of joy, trying to keep her voice down.

If getting there had been tricky, Erik was flat out stumped on how to proceed. A traditional thrusting move would've had his ass hitting, and thus opening, the locker lid. Instead Erik found that he had to slide, rubbing chest to chest with Tina, in order to get any penetration happening. Although the metal sheeting of the locker was cold, they both worked up a nice sweat, letting the body across body action work better.

Each moment was a dream for Tina, and she had a lust filled smile while trying to breath deeply without making noise. It wasn't long before she had to suppress growing moans, an increasingly difficult task. Erik couldn't believe how into it she was, and how her body was literally growing hot. With his chest pushed against hers, he could feel the girl's nipples with almost burning sensation.

"Uhhnnnn." Tina let out a little to loud.

Neither of them wanted to get caught, but they sure as hell weren't about to stop. Erik solved the problem by wrapping his lips around hers, muting the sounds that way. Given the muffling effect, Tina let it all out, groaning deeply into his mouth. Although this position forced Erik into using shorter, harder movements, the pair were still well onto their way to climax.

Then without warning Tina pulled away, saying "Wait."

Erik did, surprised by the sudden change. Certainly she didn't mean to stop? Of course Tina didn't, but she did pull up so that the cock inside her slipped out. Once free, she motioned for Erik to roll over, putting his back against the side of the foot locker. He did so, thinking she meant to do this on their sides now. That wasn't the case however, as Tina rolled over herself, so her butt was resting against his crotch.

"Watch this." She said teasingly. Lifting a leg up, Tina bent it around a way that only the most limber of people could do. Even then in the confined space she almost couldn't do it. But soon enough she had one leg going up the same way as her head, stuck in the position of a punt kicker with her foot in the air. But she wasn't going to stop there, quickly moving the other leg up so that she was bent completely over.

Of course Erik was impressed by this alone, but then Tina's last maneuver left him breathless. Squeezing her legs as tightly as she could against the far wall, the girl arched backwards. Her head hit into Erik's stomach, and he had to suck it in as she passed by. But she did squeeze past, and the shift was complete. Tina had completely turned around in space so confined, Erik couldn't even scratch his own back.

"Wow." Was all he could manage at the display. It was such a sight to behold that he completely over looked the new positioning it gave them.

Tina didn't however, quickly pushing him so he was the one lying down now and she on top. Only this time when the pair pushed together, it was face into crotch. Erik stared up into Tina's shaved pussy and quickly went to work, eating it out. Not that he had much choice with the way she ground her hips into him.

It wasn't so easy a task on her end however. Tina could not give a traditional 69 blowjob, there simply wasn't enough room. She could get the cock into her mouth by tilting it and her head to the side, but once in that position there was little way to move on it. So she settled for licking the rod, running her tongue across it greedily.

Although he certainly enjoyed the sensation, Erik knew he wouldn't get off easily like that. So he focused on giving Tina her moneys worth. Still licking away at the pussy resting on his face, he shifted slightly so that his tongue penetrated her.

In response she let out a little moan into his cock. After a few more moments like this Tina face down to say "Don't stop. I want you to make me cum."

"You think you can keep your voice down enough?" He responded.

A little smile on her face, Tina answered "I don't need to, as long as I have something to talk into." quickly slipping his rod back into her mouth.

Well that answered that, Erik figured. So he went back to it, licking up the almost overflowing juices coming out at him. It tasted wonderful, like pure concentrated lust. His tongue continued to probe the insides of her pussy, tasting away as put a hand to her clit. Erik knew he could get her off this way, but he wanted something a little more. Pulling away for a second, he stuck a finger inside the wet pussy and licked lightly at the ever swelling clit. The change caused a groan to rumble into his cock, but that wasn't the goal.

With his finger nice and lubed up, Erik put his tongue back into that hole. His hand however went upwards, sliding along her crack. Tina could feel him making circles around her asshole with his finger, but she still wasn't fully prepared for the sensation of him sticking it in. Erik felt her waist literally quiver as he fingered her ass. It clenched down tightly on him, but the digit was well lubricated. It slipped in and out with ease as he played with her insides.

They continued like this for a while before the finger was suddenly pulled out. Tina was disappointed right up until she felt not a finger making rings around her asshole but a tongue. It was kinky, it was dirty, and she loved it. A lust filled little laugh rolled out of her mouth and into the rod she continued to lick.

Erik did not waste much time playing around. Soon enough he stuck his tongue as deep as it would go into her ass, probing hard. Tina let out a squeal and he kept right on at it. His still lubed finger went into her pussy, feeling around. It was there he knew it, but finding that one spot could be tricky in the best of circumstances. But when he felt Tina's asshole tighten hard around his tongue, he knew he had found it.

The spot was slightly hard, slightly flat. A point inside her pussy that Erik had come to trust in fully. The g-spot, delicate, sensitive, and powerful. Just touching it had Tina giving out one constant muffled moan. Working her asshole as best he could, Erik made the last move by pushing down with his finger and rolling it around.

"NNNNHHHH!" Tina screamed into his rod, almost too loudly. Indeed a couple girls changing just a few feet away wondered if they had heard something. What really worried Erik though was the thrashing, as Tina's legs became almost violently convulsive for a moment. Then they hardened up right at the peak of her orgasm and to his surprise Erik got a nice reward as a spray of Tina's juice hit him in the chin. He continued to lick away at both her asshole and pussy for a good long minute as she came down from the orgasm.

"Move...move down." She told him, still breathing hard. Erik complied, putting the top of his head right up against the end of the long footlocker. Tina went the opposite way, and their hips met in the middle. Once more the regular angle of penetration was impossible. But using her hands to push Erik's rod down, she managed to slide it inside.

Then Tina rolled back, straddling him as she was still laying face down on the cold metal locker. The only way she could stay on top of him like this was to keep her own legs bent slightly, and gripping Erik from either side. Even then there was no more then a couple inches between the lid of her foot locker, and Tina's raised behind.

That was all the room she needed however, once more displaying an uncanny flexibility. She moved both around in a circle and up and down at the same time, riding Erik's cock. The breadth of movement meant that despite the enclosed space, she was getting his full length sliding in, almost to the point of popping free on an out stroke.




A Mind's Wish Ch. 05



Erik wanted desperately to thrust back up into those movements, but couldn't. Instead he had to settle for reaching out and grabbing those cheeks grinding away it his crotch. In the dim light of that foot locker, Tina's ass had an almost bronzed look to it. Her half Hawaiian heritage showed nicely, with her skin being a naturally tanned shade. He loved feeling that flesh, loved how it had become wet with their mixed sweat. Loved how despite the cold metal they lay on that Tina was practically burning.

"Yeah...mmm yeah." He moaned out, his head rolling back.

In a lustful whisper, Tina responded "You like that?"

"Yeah baby."

"Want to cum?"

"Yes."

"Then do it." She growled at him as loud as she dared. "Cum inside me, let me feel you explode."

Before Erik could even respond Tina went into overdrive, her pussy slamming down onto him as hard as was possible in the confined space. Erik no longer felt each individual thrust, but just one continuous motion of her warm, tight insides rubbing against his rod.

"Oh yeah, here it comes." He warned her, his voice going deep. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna..."

Erik's hands on Tina's ass pushed down hard right as he pushed back up into her. That sandwiching movement was all that stopped her from being slammed into the locker lid. With his cock buried as deep as it would go into her, Erik shot out his first load. The hot liquid blasted inside her, coating Tina's pussy. Erik's orgasm came in short bursts, rapid fire shots of cum that fired off into the waiting cavity of flesh.

"Ahhhhh." He said, slipping into an exhausted laugh.

Tina didn't move, just let the white hot cum stay inside her for as long as it would. Then as Erik's cock started to soften, his jizz started leaking out around the sides. Not much of it escaped however before Tina pushed down with her hips, sending a quick shiver of pleasure through Erik's rod.

"You know," she purred "we are already late for class."

"I don't know. I'm really spent." Erik replied in a joking tone.

"You can take it." Tina responded, already starting to grind away again.

Feeling himself get hard again, Erik couldn't argue with her.