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MindOps

By: Military Mech



James Burke was a normal geeky high school student. Jimmy was from a small tourist town in Washington State. Anacortes was the gateway to the famous San Juan Islands. Most all the business in town revolved around the tourist trade or the salmon fishing fleet. Jimmy's father was a deck hand on one of the salmon boats, and consequently wasn't around very often. Due to the instability of the Salmon industry, and his fathers drinking habits, money was often tight in the Burke house. Jimmy was often tasked with helping to make the bills. Jimmy resented having to pick up odd jobs and swore that as soon as he was able to get out of Anacortes he would be gone. Now Jimmy wasn't the best student in school, but he wasn't a Dunce. He was a solid B+ student. Good enough to get into most any university, but not good enough to get scholarships to pay for it. His academics counselor asked if he was good enough in any sports to maybe get sports scholarships? Yeah right. Jimmy spent his freshman year on the football team watching from sidelines, and being a moving tackling dummy. He had two left feet, so soccer was out, and he got winded walking to the computer lab, so track was defiantly out. 

Jimmy's social life wasn't much to talk about either. He had no Girlfriend, Had never kissed a girl, let alone gotten himself laid. Not to say he never tried to get a date, but the girls usually just laughed at him. Take the last time he had tried his luck. He had asked Ashley Johansen out. Jimmy went up to Ashley in the hallway in between classes and without much of a plan tried his level best to at least make a positive impression.

"Um….. Hi Ashley… I'm Jimmy. We're in Biology together." The poor son of a bitch stammered. 

"Yeah, so?" God could she be a bitch if she wanted to be. She looked at Jimmy and wondered what this geek could possibly want. Didn't he know they weren't in the same circle, hell they weren't even in the same social caste. 

"Um…..I was wondering if you would like to go to a movie this Friday?" Please say yes. Hell say no, just don't make a scene! I know you're not in my league, but a guy has to try.

"You mean a date? With you, I don't think so… George, you have got to hear this!" Now George wasn't Ashley's boyfriend, but he was in her clique. He was the starting middle linebacker for the school football team. George came over to Ashley and looked at the skinny geeky kid who was hassling Ash. 

"This guy bothering you Ash? You want I should get rid of him?" George was born and raised in Anacortes, but somehow ended up talking like a goomba from Brooklyn. Jimmy thought he must have a thing for the Godfather trilogy and Goodfella's.

"You won't believe what…. What's your name?"

"Jimmy… I just asked…"

"Right, what Jimmy here asked me; get this, he asked if I wanted to go to the movies with him. Ha ha, can you believe that! Like I'd go out with him!"

Man why did she have to bring George into this. I've been hit by him on the practice field when we were freshmen. God that guy can hit. I really don't want to go to work this afternoon with a concussion….

"George, look man, I was just asking…."

"I thinks I know what you was asking, let me tell you what. Yous gonna turn your skinny but around, and make like a tree and leave. Stop hassalin Ash, or I'm gonna pound ya."

Man, George just turn around and go away. People are starting to look. I knew this was a bad idea. Please just turn around and go away!

At that point, George turned around and walked away. Ashley stared at him in disbelief. Where was her George going? She didn't want him to bust up the geek, but she did want him to make the geeks life a little miserable.

"Ashley" said Jimmy, "I'm sorry if you don't want to go out with me. I'll see you around." And with that, Jimmy left Ashley standing next to her locker mouth agape and still wondering how the geek managed to leave with out massive trauma to his ego?

What was I thinking? Why did George just turn around and leave? Man I'm late for the senior assembly!

Jimmy ran to the other end of the school and tried to slip into the auditorium with out being heard. Instead of sneaking in soundlessly, Jimmy tripped over one of the teachers and fell flat on his face with a thud. Jimmy looked up, and half of the students in the auditorium were gawking at him. Embarrassed as could be, Jimmy found a seat and tried to become invisible. After a few minuets Jimmy started to pay attention to what the principle was saying.

"Now those of you who have no clear plans for the rest of your lives need to pay attention to what these gentlemen have to say. They can provide you with an education outside of this school, and can give some of you direction in your life. Now with out further ado, here is Sargent Barnes of the Marines….."

"Thank you for that kind introduction Mr. Wiesenthal. My name is GUNNERY SARGENT Barnes. I am your local Marine Recruiter. My mission in life is to find qualified applicants from the local High schools and enlist them into the United States Marine Corps. But seeing as how most of my applicants are Sports stars, and your school has the worst record in the league in just about every sport, I'm going to let the Army and Air Force have first crack at you all. I don't think any of you have what it takes to be a Marine. Except for maybe that kid who busted his Butt to get here. He might have a chance, just because he tried. If any of you heartless, gutless wonders care to try, you can give me a call. The career counselor has my card"

And with that Gunny Barnes right faced, and walked out of the auditorium leaving the Army and Air Force recruiters steaming mad that Barnes made it seem that they were willing and eager to take the Marine Corps rejects. Jimmy couldn't believe that the Marine Recruiter thought that he might have what it takes to be a Marine….. Aren't they all big meat heads who can bench press an ox? He had seen pictures of the Marines on the News. They had been in Afghanistan and they had been carrying huge packs, and walking over entire mountain ranges. Could he do that? Maybe it was his way out of this crappy little town? Jimmy decided to take the time to visit the Counselor's office and pick up a card. What was the worst they could say? No? Hell, he was already used to rejection. The Gunnery Sergeant couldn't be any worse than the girls he asked out. 

Jimmy had picked up a card from the Counselors office, and had finally gotten the determination to call the Marine Recruiter. 

Man this is nuts .RING.  There is no way the Marines could possibly want a guy like me. What did the recruiter say? "Most of my applicants are Sports stars" I can't throw a foot ball or base ball to save my life! RING. I'm not that good of a runner, and can't catch to save my life! This is just nuts…..

"UNITED STATES MARINE CORPS RECRUITING Gunnery Sargent Barnes, How may I help you?"

'Uh….hi…. My name is Jimmy Burke. I'm a senior at Anacortes. I saw you at the assembly and thought I might give you a call."

" Jimmy Burke? Why don't you answer some questions for me, and then we can talk."

"uh…sure…"

"Do you have Asthma, Scoliosis, or any Medical problem that you think would keep you out of the Service?"

"Do you count that I'm a klutz?"

"No, being klutzy won't keep you out of the Corps. How about any kind of Drug Habit? Ever smoke weed, huff paint, or put anything up your nose?"

"Nope, I never tried that stuff". 

"Good, so why do you want to be a Marine?"

"Um…. I'm the guy who you said might have a chance….. I was hurrying to make the assembly…..."

"Oh, YOU! Sorry to pick you out of the crowd, but I had to say something. I was going to miss a very important meeting if I got stuck at that assembly. 

"Excuse me?" What the hell is he talking about???

"Sorry kid, but I had to get somewhere important, and I needed an example for my spiel to go over right. I hope you're not pissed about it. I meant what I said though, with that kind of hustle you might do ok in the Corps. You just need to work on your punctuality. So what can I help you with".

"Um, I was wondering if I could talk to you about maybe joining the Marines. I mean my grades are pretty good, and um…."

"Sure Jimmy, I'd love to talk to you about your options ….. hold on a second ok"?

Gunny Barnes looked up from his desk to see his favorite poolie, Natalie Johnson. Natalie was a five foot nine, one hundred and twenty pound, dark haired, almond eyed knock-out. And to top it all off, she had a pair of Dick Sucking Lips that she knew how to use. Now recruiters are not supposed to fuck their poolies, but Gunny Barnes just couldn't keep his crank in his pants when Natalie started rubbing his cock through the front of his PT shorts after a group run the Gunny had with all his potential recruits. Ever since that fateful afternoon fuck in the back of the government van they had been knocking boots every chance they got. 

Natalie kicked up the door stop and locked the door as she shut it. She then set the hands on the "I'll be back clock" that hung in the window, and closed the blinds so that no one could see her and the Gunny.

"Jimmy, something has just come up, and I have to go. But why don't you come into the office tomorrow. I'll be here all day. Good bye". Jimmy heard the phone click when the Gunny put down the phone. 

Natalie came over to the Gunny's desk and dropped to her knee's as Barnes backed his chair away from the desk.

"Hey there beautiful, did you stop by to suck your Gunny's dick"? Natalie was busy undoing the Gunny's pants. 

"I had a hell of a day at work, and I need a fix. If I don't get some cock, life is really goanna suck. Suck…. ha ha, that was funny!" Natalie then dove down on the Gunny's growing cock and started licking it. 

The Gunny was in heaven. Did it get better than this? He had a HOT nineteen year old coming into his office to suck his dick. Hell, he never even had to pull the usual Recruiter Bull Shit to get her to do it. It was all her idea. She would come in early before her first class at the local community college, and would beg the Gunny to "lick my hot pussy". Then every other day or so, she would come in after her part time job and they would fuck on top of the Gunny's desk.

"Oh yeah beautiful, that was funny. Ohhh, you're gonna make the Gunny cum too quickly if you keep that up!" The hot brunet looked up at Barnes with one of his balls in her mouth. She buzzed her tongue in response. "Oh sweetie, I do love it when you suck on the Gunny's Balls."

While Natalie was busy caressing Gunny Barnes's Balls with her tongue, The Gunny got busy undoing her hair pins. He really loved to hold on to the back of her hair while He fucked her hard from behind. Hating to do it, Barnes Gently pulled Natalie off of his Balls, and stood her up. After all, a blow job is nice, but this piece of ass deserved more than that. He started unbuttoning her work shirt, revealing her beautiful C cup titties. They were encased in a standard Wal-Mart issue white bra. With her shirt hanging off of her shoulders, Barnes moved to her pants. He undid the snap and zipper and slowly slid the blue slacks down over her scrumptious ass, sliding them down past her well muscled thighs. With his hands holding on to her trousers down at her ankles, he buried his nose into the front of her panties. Oh man, this girl always smelled good. 

"Oh Gunny, I love it when you do that!" It was true after all, Natalie did love a good tongue fucking. The Gunny proceeded to dive his tongue deep into Natalie, burying his nose in her clit. Natalie sat on the desk and the Gunny proceeded to lick and nibble on Natalie's little nub. The Gunny did love the taste of the young slut. She was very sweet with just a hint of tang. Gunny Barnes worked Natalie's button until she started to scream "Ahhhh! That's it Gunny, Suck my clit!" Natalie grabbed that back of Barnes's head and ground her pussy against him. The Gunny's face was soon covered in Natalie's juices. The Gunny stood up and lined his rock hard cock up with the lovely slit in front of him. 

Jimmy was walking home from school that afternoon. His conversation with the Gunny was interesting. He couldn't believe that the Marne Corps would want him. Then he saw "her"; his next door neighbor Julia was cleaning out her car. Julia was nineteen and a freshman at the local community college. Jimmy had been fascinated with Julia since she had moved in next door back when Jimmy was in the 5th grade. She was an absolutely stunning blond. Five foot nine, and one hundred and thirty five pounds, with some very perky titties. Jimmy couldn't tell if they were big "C" cups, or smallish "D" cups and he really didn't care. Julia was of Nordic decent; her features were sharp, her skin an alabaster white that was smooth and blemish free. 

"Man I wish Julia would think of me as more than just the nice kid next door" Thought Jimmy. He had been beating off thinking about Julia for the last couple of years. One of his favorite fantasies came to mind as he sat on the porch swing on the front porch of his house. 

Jimmy's fantasy revolved around Julia and her car. It was a classic. A 1965 Mustang Fastback, cherry red with white racing stripes. In his day dreams, Julia was washing the classic wearing a white sports bra (like the one she wore when he would see her going for a run) and some very short shorts. The shorts were the kind that had writing on the ass. Usually they would have "Princess", "Hot Stuff" or "Beauty" written on them. But in Jimmy's fantasy they said "SLUT". He would imagine Julia getting all wet and soapy washing her fastback. Her big beautiful bouncing breasts mashed into the passenger side window while she was scrubbing the roof. Jimmy would imagine those luscious titties moving in counter rotating circles against the glass. The nipples clearly outlined by the damp, soapy fabric. Eventually Julia would move up to wash the hood with her lovely ass swishing back and forth; the word "SLUT" moving in time to some song playing in the background of Jimmy's mind.

Lost in thought, Jimmy failed to notice that Julia had disappeared into her garage. She appeared a few minuets later carrying all the necessary tools to wash her car. While Jimmy was lost in thought Julia went up to her room to change. She had no idea why she was changing into short shorts and just a sports bra, but for some reason she felt compelled to. 

Usually Jimmy's fantasy would degrade into visions of Julia sitting on the hood of the mustang, with her top up over her titties. Jimmy could (and usually would) imagine her massaging her boobs with one hand, while her other was down the front of her shorts. 

Jimmy eventually noticed that Julia had gone inside, and was about to go in himself, when he saw her coming back outside. The strange thing was that she was dressed just like in his fantasies. Jimmy promptly parked his butt back in the swing and watched as his fantasy was all but coming true. Jimmy sat back and watched as Julia started to hose down the car. 

"Man, she is so damn HOT!" Jimmy thought. "She needs to hose herself down, so I can see those tits"

Julia promptly turned the hose on herself, looking like something out of a 1980's music video, and let the water flow over her head and down her chest. Jimmy could see her nipples through the white fabric, instantly pop to attention when the cold water ran over her marvelous chest. 

"Oh my GOD, I can't believe she's actually doing this! She has never washed her car like this. Hell she's usually in a big baggie sweatshirt. This is so damn amazing…… Get the soap, get the soap". 

Weather it was Jimmy wanting it to happen, or if it was just that time, Julia took a large sponge out of the soap bucket. Julia started scrubbing the bottom of the driver's side of the car. She was facing away from Jimmy, and he had a perfect view of her ass as it swayed side to side as she bent over to bust loose the crud on the lower rockers. Jimmy could only sit back and watch as his beautiful neighbor scrubbed her car, working from the bottom to the top, and moving around the back of the car. Jimmy had a perfect side view of her titties swaying side to side, as Julia bent over to wash the trunk lid. Jimmy's dick was stiff and trying to get out of his pants, as he sat unmoving on the swing. Julia moved to the passenger side of the Mustang and disappeared from Jimmy's sight as she bent over to clean that rocker panel. 

"Oh man, it would be so cool if she came up with the bra over the top of her titties" Jimmy's hormones were raging in his ears; pounding with an unknown rhythm that matched Julia's swaying movement. "She should be coming back up any time…" And then it happened.

Jimmy saw the blond head come into view and bob back and forth as Julia scrubbed the door panel. On her knee's she soaped and scrubbed the window glass, creating an opaque film of bubbles. Jimmy couldn't really see her anymore, but could tell she was in the process of standing up. He saw her head pop up over the roof line, and then had the shock of his young life. There, perfectly framed by suds, were Julia's uncovered breasts mashed into the glass. The nipples were hard and clearly defined, surrounded by a light pink areola that dissolved into the surrounding white of her breast flesh. Jimmy busted his nut in his jeans, right there on his front porch. Jimmy could hear Julia moan as she laid her head down on the roof of the classic 65', her arms out stretched, one hand squeezing the life out of her sponge as she orgasmed from washing her car.

CRASH!!! Jimmy whipped his head around, and saw Mr. Alexander who had just rear ended some poor lady at the intersection in front of Julia's house. Julia gave a little shriek and pulled her bra down and rushed inside. Jimmy slowly got up from the porch swing and covering the jiz spot on the front of his jeans went inside. "What the hell has happened today? First I should have gotten my ass kicked, Then I get told I could be a Marine, and now I saw my first real boobs! Holy shit, why did Julia do that? It was just like my daydream…..Did I make her do that? No! No fucking way! What other explanation is there? Hell, I need to take a shower and think about this….."

Let me know what you think…. I've had this sitting on my Hard Drive for a while now…. Need to know if it's good enough to continue….

MindOps Ch. 02



Jimmy was sitting on the bleachers after school. He was trying (failing really) to study. The cheerleaders were holding tryouts for next year. The soon to be senior girls and the current seniors were hazing the hell out of the new girls. Jimmy couldn't concentrate on his trigonometry. He kept getting diverted by the supreme bitch Kristen. She was the current queen of the big titted air heads. Currently she was bent over at the waist yelling at some poor frosh who was probably trying for the second or third time to make the ever so select squad. Jimmy couldn't help but feel sorry for the "recruit". Kristen was hot though. "God, those tits are HUGE!" Jimmy thought to himself. 

Huge they were. Kristen was a platinum hared, Nordic goddess. Her skin was an alabaster white, Creamy as … well… Cream. The only flaw on her magnificent body was her nose. It wasn't hooked or bent, just way too wide. As physical flaws go, hers wasn't too bad. It did help that daddy was a RICH salmon fisherman, and bought little Kristy anything she wanted. 

Now Kristen is about five foot three, and has long, nearly white hair, down to her bubble ass. Her breasts were a magnificent 40DD, and to Jimmy's amazement all she was using to cover those glorious globes was a black sports bra. The contrast between her snow like skin and the black Lycra was very interesting, especially when she yelled at the frosh. Her breasts bounced in a delightful way. 

"God, I wonder what those titties look like with out that sports bra holding them up?..... I wish she would take that thing off…. Man, I can imagine it now…."

Low and behold, Kristen stood straight up, reached down and lifted her sports bra right over her head! Everything on the field stopped. Several discus and javelins were mis-thrown, the track team (who were running in formation) had a major tumble as the lead runner saw Kristen and just stopped. Kristen just stood there with those magnificent ta-ta's pointing proudly to the world. The cool wind off the Puget sounds made Kristen's nipples POP to attention… A truly beautiful sight. 

"Holy Shit! I was just thinking about this…. No way! No fucking way!"

After several seconds, the cheerleader advisor, Ms. Johansen noticed that nothing was going on. She saw Kristen's naked chest and FREAKED out.

"Oh my God! What do you think you're doing! Cover up this instant!..... Why aren't you moving? ANSWER ME!" 

Kristen simply stood there, arms at her side, her bra dangling from her fingertips. Hating to look away, Jimmy started digging in his backpack for his digital camera (his parents had given it to him in case he got into a car accident). The moment his eyes left Kristen, she "woke up" and…"AAAHHH EEEEKKKK!" She clutched her boobs to her chest and ran to the gym. Jimmy grabbed his books and made for the parking lot… He needed to think about what just happened. He also had to get to his meeting with the Marine Recruiter!

Jimmy parked in front of the Recruiters office. It was two doors down from the target at the Burlington strip mall. 

 Man oh man…. I hope this goes well.

Jimmy walked into the outer office and looked around. There were three of the four combat services represented here. Army, Navy and Marine Corps. The Marines were in the first office. Looking into the window into the inner office, Jimmy saw some really shabby looking office furniture and there was the Gunny. He was sitting at the desk typing away at some report on his computer. Jimmy knocked on the door and announced himself, 

"Uh, hey… hi". 

The Gunny looked up and waved Jimmy into the office. 

"Hello son, how are you doing today?" 

"Uh… Well…. I uh… umm…."

"Its OK son, I know how you feel. Fifteen years ago, I was in that seat. It's not easy. Tell me a little about your self?"

Jimmy proceeded to tell the Gunny about his crappy home life, non-existent social standing and his desire to get the hell out of BFE western Washington. The Gunny nodded knowingly. Most of his recruits were in exactly the same type of situation. Jimmy was the exception in that he wasn't much of an athlete. The Corps takes pride in the high physical standards it maintains among the Marines. Jimmy would definitely not only be hurting during his first several weeks of boot camp, but would most assuredly be a diet recruit. Jimmy was a good twenty pounds over his max weight. He was OK to ship out to Sunny San Diego, but would have to lose all of that weight before he graduated. No matter. The Corps would take Jimmy from tubby to trim in most riky tik time.

The Gunny and Jimmy spent the next hour talking. The Gunny gave Jimmy his standard "what the Corps can do for you routine", and Jimmy was happy with what he heard. Four years, and none would be spent closer to home than Camp Pendleton, California! He would earn Forty five thousand dollars for school and might be able to get some college out of the way while on active duty. We aren't at war with anyone at the moment, and it doesn't look like anyone would be stupid enough to start a shooting match with us. The chances of getting shot in combat are pretty slim now a days. All in all, the Gunny's presentation sounded pretty good. 

Jimmy set up an appointment for the Gunny to drive him to go to the entrance processing center and get his physical and other tests. Jimmy thanked the Gunny for listening and went back home, giddy with the prospect of getting the hell out of Anacortes. The Gunny was looking forward to his next appointment….An 18 year old female senior from the local Christian high school. He wasn't sure, but he had a feeling that this appointment would go VERY well. 

Jimmy arrived home later that evening and went up to his room to think. He was not going to need his parent's permission to join the Corps…. He was Just 18 and wanted to ship out to the Recruit depot in San Diego the week after graduation… Not like he had any hot plans for the summer. But he still needed his Dad's permission. If he didn't clear his plans with the old man, his mom would have hell to pay, that's just the way life was around his house. He heard his dad come home. The sounds of the drunk stumbling around the kitchen reached up to Jimmy's attic bedroom. 

Man, I might as well go see if he's in a good mood…. At least when he's drunk I can sometimes talk him into stuff…

Jimmy headed downstairs to find his dad digging through the cupboard looking for something to eat. 

"Hey dad, how you doing?" 

"Huh?.... Oh, fine. Don't we have anything around here to eat? God damn… I spend all day busting my ass on Bobby's boat and come home to find your mother gone to god knows where and no dinner waiting! Fuck!". 

Jimmy pulled a beer from the fridge for his dad. 

"Here dad, I'll make something, you relax". 

This was Jimmy's way of buttering up his dad. Hopefully if he got a little more beer in him and made something decent to eat, his dad would agree to let him leave the house this summer. Then Jimmy just had to worry about his dad reneging on a promise. Not like that was unusual or anything. 

"So what do you want to eat? Something fast? I can grill some burgers and make some fries?"

"Yeah… that sounds good… Get me another brewski… Damn woman.. She knows I don't like this cheap ass beer! Why the fuck does she by this BUSCH crap! The shit tastes like water and you have to drink twice as much to get half a buzz! Bitch!". 

Gee dad, I wonder why mom goes to the reservation to play bingo with the girls…Asshole

Jimmy made small talk while he made his dad some dinner. His father spent the entire time bitching about his wife and drinking more beer. After his dad had gotten a couple of more beers in him and had finished his burger, Jimmy decided it was time to try his luck. 

"Hey dad…. I've been thinking about my future". 

"What of it, your going to come work the boats with me, right?"

"You know Mr. Nations doesn't have any room on his boat dad. And the salmon fleet is losing its quota every year. More boats go up in dry storage every day. What are my chances of getting on as a green horn around here. And didn't you say you wanted my room as a TV room? If I stay here, you won't be able to do that. I was thinking of getting out and seeing the world…." 

"See the world? How the fuck are you going to see the world? Do have some fucking money that I don't know about? You know the family comes first, and all your money is the family's money"

Family's money? Fucking your money you mean, you damn drunk! "No, nothing like that. I was thinking of joining the military…." 

"The military? You fat piece of shit! You think they'd take your lazy ass? Dumb mutherfucker thinks he's going to be a green beret or some shit…. Fucking stupid".

"I already talked to the Marine Recruiter, and he says I have what it takes to get in. He says I can ship out to boot camp right after graduation and I just want to make sure it's OK with you. I don't want to leave you and mom in a lurch. Think about it… you get your TV Room away from mom. The recruiter said I can even set up an allotment to send you guys some money directly from my pay to help with the bills! To make up for me not being here to help out…."

"Monthly pay huh? That would be nice for your mom… Help here with the bills…" 

More like fucking beer money for you, fucking ass.

"Yeah…. $100, $150 a month easy!... I won't be here sucking up the food money and I won't be in the way… It's all good for you… what do you say?"

"Fuck…. I'll think about it…. When do you need an answer?"

"As soon as possible, I'm going to the Processing station in Seattle and take a bunch of tests and a physical."

"I'll let you know tomorrow…. Get me another beer, would ya".

With that, Jimmy went back up to his room to dream about getting away from his hell hole of a life. While up in his room, Jimmy remembered what happened this afternoon.

Kristen is damn hot! Those tits were fucking unbelievable! Why did she take off her sports bra? What happened…. I was thinking about her doing it, but why did she? Its like when That bitch Ashley turned me down for a date…. Why did that big dumb football player walk away? Did I have anything to do with that…. Not like I have 'Mind Control Powers'! Fuck that would be cool! ….. The more I think about it, something happened…. Hell, Julia across the street started doing her fucking water dance while washing the car the other day… That was cool…. I was thinking about her doing that too! Damn… Maybe I do have some kind of powers…

  With that, Jimmy got up, grabbed is sweat shirt and walked out of the house. He headed up the main drag, commercial ave. At the top of the hill, he stopped into the A&W burger joint. This was defiantly one of the hang outs for the cool kids… The varsity football team usually ended up here after practice most days. Today was no different. Jimmy got a Root beer float and sat in the corner, just watching and thinking.

I've got to try and see if I really do have some kind of 'power…. But what to do?. 

Just then, Jimmy saw Ashley walk into the restaurant. She was gorgeous as always, dressed in a tight nit top that hugged her beautiful breasts. Her gorgeous ass was barely covered by a plaid mini skirt. Knee high socks accenting her athletic calves. The only thing missing from the prototypical "school girl" outfit was her hair was in a ponytail, not pigtails. Yep, she was the wet dream of any heterosexual high school aged guy… and the fantasy of many older guys too! 

Lets see if I can make Ashley do something

Jimmy watched Ashley order a diet root beer and take a seat at a table with several other of the "in girls". He watched out of the corner of his eye, trying not to be too obvious. After a few minuets Jimmy decided now was the time. 

The other times, I imagined someone doing something, and they did it. I'll think of Ashley sticking her finger in her ear. 

Jimmy visualized just that. He imagined her taking her left hand, index finger extended and very robotically sticking it in her ear. Low and behold, after about two seconds, Ashley did just that. Jimmy let the image fall out of his minds eye and Ashley lowered her hand as if nothing had happened. 

Holy shit… Was that me, or did she just need to scratch her ear? Let's see if I can get her to pinch her nipple?

Again, Jimmy created the mental image of Ashley tweaking her nipple through her sweater. And after a lag of about two seconds, Ashley reached up and through her shirt, twisted her nipple, lightly rolling it between her fingers. Jimmy let the image dissolve from his mind and Ashley again let her hand down like nothing had happened. Her friends gave her some quizzical looks, but she seemed completely unawares as to what she just did. 

Oh My GOD! That was fucking great! Ok, now what? Um… Lets see… Ooh, I'll make Ashley and Kimmy kiss! There is no way that would be coincidence.

Kimmy was one of the girls sitting at the booth with Ashley. She, like the other girls was eighteen and in the senior class. Kimmy was Asian, Korean and Caucasian to be exact. She was the adopted daughter of the local dentist. Like the other "in girls" she was a hottie. Though her breasts weren't anywhere near as large as Ashley's, her exotic features made up for her lack of cup size. 

Jimmy focused and created the image of Kimmy and Ashley in his minds eye. He imagined them looking in each others eye's, tilting their heads and having a very "porno" kiss. Just as before, with a slight delay, the girls turned to each other and started "sucking face". Slowly, the entire restaurant stopped, turned and watched the scene develop before them. Kimmy and Ashley's tongues darted in and out of each others mouths. Jimmy kept his focus and started to imagine the girls fondling each others breasts through their shirts. The girls responded just as he had hoped and started to grope and maul at each other. 

Just then, as luck would have it, Kimmy's father came into the restaurant to pick her up. 

"What the… KIMMY!" 

That was enough to break Jimmy's concentration and he broke his "lock" as he was now beginning to think about his abilities. Kimmy's dad grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the restaurant, obviously pissed. Ashley looked bewildered, not understanding why everyone was looking at her. Jimmy almost felt bad for Kimmy, but the stuck up bitch deserved it, especially after all the things she said about Jimmy's friend Steve. 

Karma sweetheart, Karma. This is great! I wonder if I can do anything else? Hell, in comic books, when you have one kind of mind power, you always get others… Telekinesis

Jimmy took a salt shaker and placed it on the table between his hands. He took a good look and imagined the shaker moving into his left hand. The shaker didn't even budge. Not a shake, shimmy or even a wiggle. Jimmy didn't even move one of the grains of salt.

"Oh well… I wonder…. Hell, I've never been laid before…. I wonder if I can get this to work?

With that, Jimmy got up from the booth and headed out of the restaurant, off to see if he could get himself laid with his new found powers. 

Jimmy found himself wandering around down by the boat slips. He remembered fishing off the slips as a kid. They were owned by the city, and were leased to the affluent members of the local community who would keep their sail boats there during the season. They were also rented daily to travelers who had sailed into the area for supplies and touristy visits. It was a warm evening by Washington standards, but it was still cool. The temperature had dipped to the high sixties. Rich folk could be seen walking too and from their boats wearing shorts and sweatshirts. 

Jimmy looked up and saw her. She was absolutely beautiful. She was older than he was, twenty something he guessed. She stood about five foot five and couldn't have weighed more than one hundred and thirty five pounds. She looked to be Hispanic of some type. Dark almond shaped eyes framed by jet black hair. Her skin a very light mocha color. Jimmy's heart skipped a beat. She was beautiful. She was walking off the slips alone. 

I've got to try and get HER. Focus Jim, Focus.

Jimmy Leaned up against a lamp post and started to concentrate. He pictured the beautiful woman, a girl she defiantly wasn't, walking up to him. She slowly walked up to Jimmy and stopped. 

Tell me your name.  

"Hi, My names Theresa"

Ask me who I am.

"What's your name?".

"Um… my name is Jim… Jimmy"

Damn, this is harder than I thought…. I can't keep holding her here and hold a conversation…. I've got to see if I can make her…. Like me

 You think I'm cute and look like a nice guy. Ask me to show you around. You will feel comfortable with me and will tell me the truth.

"You're cute Jimmy. I just sailed into town with my parents. Why don't you show me around?" 

Here goes nothing, I've got to let go.

Jimmy couldn't keep his mind in two places at once like that. He simply didn't know how. He let his "lock" on Theresa dissolve, and she gave him a quizzical look.

"So, are you going to show me around?"

"Sure, where do you want to go?"

"I'm starving, why don't you take me someplace to eat!" 

Jimmy couldn't believe his luck. His mental commands had stuck! He started walking toward down town (only 3 blocks from the boat slips) and looked back to see Theresa walking in step with him at his side. She was beautiful, and she looked at him with something approaching…. Well Jimmy wasn't sure, but it's not what he was used to seeing in girls who were looking at him. 

"What kind of food do you like? This being a tourist trap, we have a little of everything."

"Um… how about Asian food?"

"Sure, we have the Japanese restaurant and two doors down from that is the Korean Restaurant. The funny thing is, a Korean couple own the Japanese restaurant and a Japanese couple own the Korean restaurant"

"You're kidding!"

"Nope. They each bought the already established restaurants several years ago, and just hired each others kids to do the cooking. Works well for them."

"I hope you don't mind, but my parents gave me some walking around money and I'd be happy to buy dinner, especially since your so sweet taking time to show me around". 

Thank god… Lord knows my dad uses all my free cash for beer

"That would be great, It's right over there".

Jimmy and Theresa walked into the Japanese restaurant and waited for a seat. The place wasn't too busy, and Jimmy was fumbling for small talk. 

"So…. Uh.. how old are you?.... Where are you from?"

"Well, I'm twenty two, and I live in San Diego, California. My parents own a sailboat and dragged me on this trip up the west coast. (In a whisper) I've been stuck in the forward sleeping berth with nothing to do but finger myself for days at a time!" Theresa had a wicked smile on her beautiful face. 

That really got Jimmy's attention; as he was about to say something when the waiter came and brought them to their seat. Theresa had Jimmy order for her, and he did an admirable job of selecting. Since Theresa was old enough to have a drink, Jimmy suggested to the waiter to bring a small decanter of sake. 

"So, what was that you were saying about being stuck on the boat?"




MindOps Ch. 02



"Well, I have been sooo bored! I didn't realize my dad didn't plan on stopping anywhere until we got up here. I ran through my collection of Cosmo and other girly type magazines. I read the two books I brought, and my dad took out the TV before we left, so my DVD collection is worthless. I had nothing to do but lay out in the sun or go below to my berth and finger myself silly. It's fun and all, but after a while you get a little sore, ya' know?"

"Um… Yeah… god that's horrible"

Jimmy could just imagine Theresa crammed awkwardly into a cramped bunk space on a sailboat fingering herself silly.

"So how often do you beat off? I mean, you're a guy, you must do it ALL the time!"

"Um… well, once a day is usually my limit…."

"Bull shit, unless you're gay, you must be thinking about pussy all the time. Come on, tell the truth."

"Well… Um… Yeah. I usually do it every morning in the shower, and then after school. If I'm really horny, I'll crank one out before bed… so two to three times a day…"

"God, I'm so horny right now… It's been a week since I fucked my boyfriend. I need some dick. When was the last time you got laid?"

"Um….oh god…never".

"No…. you're a virgin? A cute guy like you? No way! Hell, I'd fuck you if I wasn't going steady with Brad back in San Diego. Hell, I'm so horny, I might fuck you anyways…."

"That command about being honest must have killed all of her inhibitions! Talk about over kill! Wait… did she just say she wants to fuck me?"

"Did you just say you want to fuck me?"

"I said you…. Wait… I did say I might, didn't I? How about it? You wanna get your cherry popped tonight! By the way, this teriyaki bowl is good. Can I try some of your's? "

"Um… Sure… Are you sure?"

"Sure? Yeah, I guess…. You're reasonably cute. A little young, but think of it as my way of saying thank you for showing me a good time. My parents are at a bed and breakfast for the night, we can go back to the boat and I can work my magic on you!"

With that, Jimmy almost choked on his chicken teriyaki. 

"Did you just say what I think you said?"

"Yes silly, Now hurry up and finish your terriyaki, so we can go back to the boat and I can make a man out of you." Theresa said that with a devilish smile on her beautiful face.

"Done!" 

 With that Jimmy and Theresa got up from the booth and started walking back to the marina. Theresa was getting a little nervous since Jimmy wasn't talking. She was afraid he was going to chicken out on her, and Jimmy's commands had her too horny to let that happen. 

 "So, how far have you gotten with a girl?"

 "Uh, I danced with one once, back when I was a freshman.... We went out for a couple of weeks, then she dumped me...."

 "Aww.... Thats just wrong! I'll be sure to show you a good time, and make this memorable..... So, you've never had a blow job?"

 "Nope."

 "Never had a hummer?"

 "Nope.... What's a hummer?"

 "Oh, you'll find out!" Again with the devilish grin, albeit difficult to see in the waining spring light. 

 Jimmy and Theresa arrived at the docks and Theresa used her guest ID to get past the guard. The guard was there to keep the local kids off of the very expensive boats that pulled in for the weekends in the spring and summer. They had some seriously expensive electronics on them, and most of the malcontents at Anacortes HS would have no problem hocking every last diode just to buy cigarettes and beer. 

 Theresa led Jimmy down the near dock, then up the gangway of a large 60 foot single mast sailboat. 

 Jimmy was awed by the boat. "Your parents must be fucking loaded! This thing must have cost a million dollars!"

 "A million three actually. Yeah, Daddy is a plastic surgeon. He has an office in La Jolla (pronounced La Hoy-ya – Its Spanish, go with it) and is known as "The Nose King". He does all the rich girls noses when they turn 16. He makes a fucking mint. Follow me."

 And with that, Theresa led Jimmy down the aft hatch and into the boat. It was a beautiful boat. Hell, if it was any bigger it would be a ship. The floor was travertine tile and the bulkheads were mahogany. Jimmy was amazed. His dad worked on the salmon boats. They were nothing like this. They were dirty, greasy affairs that usually smelled of rotting fish. Not a vehicle to take the family half way across the world on vacation. This boat was a work of art. The portholes gleamed in polished brass. Jimmy was so involved in taking in the beauty of the boat that he forgot about the beauty who brought him aboard. 

 "Ahem....I said AHEM!"

 Jimmy snapped out of his revere and was awed by what he saw. Theresa had moved to the her cabin, witch was at the very forward end of the berthing area. She had shimmied out of her shorts and had ditched her sweat top and shirt. She was standing at the hatch to her cabin in just her low cut briefs and satin bra. 

 "Well, That got your attention..... Come here."

 And with that, Jimmy moved forward rather dumbly. Having mind control powers, he was still powerless in the presence of a beautiful woman. He was the proverbial putty in her hands. Theresa took his hand and led him into the rather cramped cabin. She started to kiss him, tentatively at first, to see how he would react. His kisses were firm, a good sign. Lord knows, her experiences with mushy kissers had given her the creeps before. 

 Theresa removed Jimmy's clothes in an unhurried manner then gently swung him around and pushed him back onto her rather small bunk. Jimmy laid there with nothing on but his rather dingy boxers (what was that mom said about always having on clean underwear?). Jimmy's cock was tenting his shorts something fierce. Theresa gave Jimmy an evil little smirk as she moved forward.

 Fresh Meat!

 Theresa moved up Jimmy's body, dragging her nails across his stomach and chest. She then slipped her fingers under his waistband and yanked off his boxers. There in all its eighteen year old glory, was little Jimmy (What, you don't name yours?). Theresa leaned in toward Jimmy's crotch and nuzzled his package with her nose, gliding her face over his shaft. 

 Jimmy was out of his mind with disbelief. How the hell did he wind up on this boat with this girl! 

 Oh yeah, I have mind control powers..... I think?

 Jimmy laid back as Theresa started to make love to his cock. She wrapped her delicate hand around his rather impressive girth and slowly started to stroke him.

 "We need to get you to bust your first nut quickly, so you can actually enjoy the evening"

 And with that, Theresa leaned over and inhaled his prick. The excitement and feelings were way too much for Jimmy. He started to come immediately. His asshole clenched, his hips bucked and he drove his cock deep into Theresa's mouth. She took him all the way to his short and curlies. Jimmy could feel the amazing amount of cum that was rushing out the head of his cock and down Theresa's throat. After what seemed like an hour (don't you just love how your mind can slow down the good things in life?) Jimmy started to relax and lowered himself back to the bunk. Theresa raised her head off of Jimmy's now softening schlong and with a wicked smile made a show of swallowing his load. 

 "That was a bit on the quick side there bucky! I hope your tongue can last longer."

 "Tongue?" croaked Jimmy. This had already been more than he could have possibly hoped for. 

 "Yeah, your tongue." 

 And with that, Theresa shimmied out of her bottoms and revealed the promised land. Her pussy was a thing of glory. Jimmy got a good look too, as Theresa moved up in the bunk and rolled onto her back. She directed Jimmy between her legs and gently grabbed his head by the hair.

 "Get to work man! Gotta' repay your debts!"

 And with that, Jimmy eagerly started his very first muff diving experience. He started off much like Theresa had done with him. He just moved in towards her and ran his nose around her outer labia, sniffing like a Labrador. Theresa was shaved completely smooth. Not a bit of stubble to graze his skin. After taking in her scent, Jimmy extended his tongue and started to lick around her lips. Jimmy made two passes along each side and then flattened his tongue and ran it directly up her slit, from her taint to her clit.  Theresa gave an audible gasp and ran her nails over Jimmy's scalp. Jimmy proceeded to lap at her pussy much like a dog. He moved his hands up, and gently started to spread her outer lips apart, revealing her pearl button. Theresa's clit was engorged and VERY sensitive by this point. Jimmy placed the tip of his tongue on her clit and started to lick very gently. Theresa grabbed his hair and pulled him into her.

 I hope to hell this is what i'm supposed to be doing!

 "That's it Jimmy! Right there! Keep going! Lick my slit!.....Aaieee!..... Oh God! Keep at it! If this is really your first time, then you are such a fast learner!"

 That confirmed for Jimmy that his technique, while undeveloped, was definitely getting the job done. He kept alternating between rubbing the tip of his tongue on her love button and licking up her slit. After several more passes, Jimmy could start to taste a new flavor. He could actually feel Theresa's wetness as it ran down her passage and on to his tongue. The taste was like nothing he'd ever had before! It was sweet, a little salty and so good! Intent on getting more of her love lube, Jimmy bored his tongue as deep as he could up her velvet lined passage. 

 Theresa was squirming her hips all around, keeping a death grip on Jimmy's head the entire time. His technique was clumsy, but was getting her close to the edge of her first orgasm.... It was close.... but needed just a little more.....

 "Put your finger in me.... yeah, like that..... That's it, FUCK ME!!!!!"

 Jimmy complied with Theresa's demand and wormed one of his fingers into her channel. She started to buck down on his hand and he pushed back, driving his finger down to the knuckle. As soon as Theresa gave the order to fuck her, Jimmy started to piston his finger into her cunt as fast as he could. His mouth never left her clit. With all the gyrations, he couldn't focus on Theresa's button with the tip of his tongue, but us could suck. He vacuum locked his mouth around her and rode her pussy for all he was worth. 

 Theresa started to cum..... and boy was it a big one! Several slips down the dock, an older couple heard her screams and smiled to each other, knowing that someone was getting good and fucked tonight. 

 Just like Jimmy, she bucked her hips into the air and clenched all of her muscles, becoming as ridged as his cock had been before. 

 Jimmy kept right on pumping his hand into her twat and was amazed at the amount of juice Theresa was producing. His entire hand was wet! He could feel the walls of her pussy try and grip his lone finger. As the pressure on his hand abated, Jimmy slowed down on his pumping and started licking tenderly at the pussy before him. He was intent on getting every last drop of that amazing nectar. 

 "Oh my God! I haven't cum that hard since I left home! Where the hell are those condoms! If you can fuck half as well as you eat pussy, this is gonna be great!"

 Theresa reached into one of the built in drawers under he bunk and brought out a condom. She moved out of the way, so Jimmy could get on his back again. Jimmy tried to reach out for the condom, but Theresa would have none of it. She was not going to waste time letting the newbie try his hand at putting the glove on. 

 Theresa ripped open the wrapper and deftly placed and rolled the wrapping down Jimmy's ridged pole. 

 "You just lay back, and enjoy the ride Jimmy. Let me do all the work right now"

Theresa moved up and positioned herself just above Jimmy's tool. She got herself lined up and dropped all the way down onto his cock. Jimmy could not believe the feeling! Even through the latex he could feel the heat of her sex. Theresa started to grind her hips into Jimmy and sat up straight. She reached behind her and finally got around to removing her bra. Jimmy was mesmerized by sight of her perfectly proportioned breasts as they cleared their restraints. They were perfect! Even with all the sensations rushing into his mind, he was awe struck by the way they swayed back and forth as Theresa ground her hips into him. 

 "You like?"

 "Oh fuck yea!"

 "Want to touch em'? Go ahead, the girls wont bite"

 With that, Jimmy reached up and placed his hands on the most beautiful set of tits he had ever seen (and the only set besides his mom's he'd seen in person!). He slowly started to play and massage the mammaries in his hands. The nipples became erect and responded to his touch. He started to move his hips with Theresa's. At first it was awkward, but he soon got the hang of it. After a couple of minuets of grinding on the nice hard cock in her pussy, Theresa switched gears and started to raise and lower herself onto the cock. Jimmy moved his hands from her teats down to her ass, and helped propel her up and down his shaft. Theresa's tempo was increasing, and Jimmy could feel the pressure building in the walls of her pussy. With a mighty thrust, he drove his hips up to meet hers and Theresa came. Hard. The feeling of her tunnel moving rhythmically up and down his shaft was amazing.

 Jimmy was so glad Theresa sucked him off at the very first. He was getting close, but still not quite ready to cum. Theresa came down from her high and lowered herself to his chest.

 "God damn... You do know how to use that thing.... " she said in between deep, heaving breaths. 

 Jimmy wanted to take charge of the situation a little. He rolled over, and put Theresa on her back, with him between her legs. She was like putty in his hands, she was so relaxed from her cum. Jimmy grabbed his cock with one hand and angled it into her sopping slit. Theresa let out a low groan and grabbed the sheets, getting ready for another ride. Jimmy started to piston in and out of the wet tunnel. He was a little awkward at first, but he soon found his rhythm and set his toes into the bedding to anchor his movements. Faster and faster he pumped, building up a sweat that ran down his nose and dripped onto Theresa's flat belly. 

 "So close Jimmy..... Just a little.....More... Harder.... Harder.....Aieeeee!" 

 Jimmy did was he was told and plowed into Theresa with as much might as he could muster, never slowing his pace. The rippling of her velvet walls during the start of her orgasm was just what he needed to send him over the edge. Once his orgasm started, he gave a final thrust into her body and pushed with all of his being, instinctively trying to get as deep as possible to deposit the seed that never would be...... As his body slowed started to relax and his vision returned, Jimmy lowered himself to Theresa's chest. He nestled his head between her pillowy breasts. A sheen of sweat covering his body. 

 "So... Not too bad for a first time?"

 "Slick, you can fuck me anytime you want!" 

After catching their breath, Jimmy looked over at the alarm clock attached to the bulkhead...

 "SHIT!!!! I'm gonna be late!!! My dad is gonna kill me!!!! I gotta go!"

And with that, Jimmy was out the door of Theresa's cabin, running as fast as he could (and get his pants on at the same time), trying to make it home in time for curfew so his Dad wouldn't have a reason to beat the crap out of him. 

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Sorry for the huge delay in getting this written. It's been with me forever, and I just couldn't finish it! I'll do my best to get more out soonly! As always, comments are welcome!



MindOps Ch. 03



Thanks to everyone who has posted comments about this story! I'm glad so many seem to like it. I've decided to try something a little different.... I'm going to post what I have when I have it. It took me a YEAR to get the last chapter out. I don't want to wait that long. I was getting hung up on stupid stuff, especially writing the sex scenes (it seems I don't do that very well..... amazing since I read so many of them!). This chapter doesn't have any sex in it, and the future ones may not as well (although I fully intend for Jimmy to get his brains fucked out several times). Right now, I'm just trying to get this story out! 

Please leave me feedback and let me know what direction you'd like to see this go. Especially when it comes to SEX!!!!!





MindOps Ch. 04



Jimmy was on his way back from his second deployment in Iraq. It had been a very tense and stressful deployment. Many of the Marines in his special operations unit had been wounded, but luckily none had been killed. Sitting in the plane on the long flight to Germany for gear turn-in and change out, he was reflecting on the time spent reading the minds of the people in Iraq. Jimmy had listened to thoughts without interfering, just listening for problems that might come up. He had also taken control of people, and made them act according to his wishes. He had prevented many IED's from being detonated. He had made suicide bombers detonate their vests early, in relatively safe locations. He had even intervened in the rape of a young woman. 

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Six weeks earlier

"Zulu three, this is actual, over."

"Actual, three. Go."

"We have several locals fitting the profile enter a house in your area. Looks suspicious. Check it out. Location being transmitted to you now."

"Roger Actual. Three copies"

"Zulu actual, out"

Jimmy and his spotter for the day were sitting on a rooftop in one of the nastier slums in Baghdad. They were located on top of the tallest building in the neighborhood, since it offered them an unobstructed view of the slums known for producing many of the young men who were willing to fight and die for just a few dollars. The situation in Baghdad was not as dismal as the newscasters liked to make it out to be. Still, the desperation of the unemployed masses located in these slums made it very easy for the true bad guys to recruit young men for dangerous attacks against the Marines, the Green Zone and even each other. Spats of in-fighting between the leadership of the local terrorist cells were fairly common. It bothered no one if the terrorists wanted to kill each other, yet the fighting always spilled into the streets and managed to kill the innocents. 

"Mike, you get those coordinates from the skipper?"

"Yep, it's three blocks to the west. We should be able to see the corner of the building from here...... Yep, got it."

Jimmy's spotter, Cpl Jackson was looking through a very high powered spotting scope setup on a small tripod. He was able to see the corner of the building, including the side entrance. There was a small group of young men sitting outside in the ally way smoking and talking. 

"Jimbo, It looks like there might be a party going on in there. Take a gander man."

Jimmy took a look through his spotting scope and picked out one of the young men to target with his gift. A little concentration, and Jimmy was able to 'tune in' to the man's mind. 

"Aww Fuck!"

"What is it man?"

"It's not terrorists, It's a gang rape! Fucking assholes! They have a young girl tied up inside. Apparently one of them made a score selling stolen MRE's and was able to BUY himself a girl! These people are fucking unbelievable! What father would sell his daughter! FUCK!!!!" 

"You gonna tell the skipper?"

"No, not yet. You know he'll just tell us to ignore it and let the cops handle things. Those fuckers are probably getting the leftovers as a bribe. No, you keep an eye out, and I'm gonna take care of this."

Jimmy took control of the man and started picking his way through the would be rapists mind. Apparently there were ten of the men who had paid quite a bit of money to be present for the very first time this woman was to be abused. Seems like the entrepreneur of the group had decided to auction off the girls virginity to the highest bidder. The men had already been able to take a look at the girl and make sure she was clean and worth the opening price of the auction. 

The man's memory of her was exquisite. Apparently she was very beautiful. She was currently tied to a structural support post with her arms tied above her head. The position put her bountiful breasts on full display for the potential winner of the auction. The entrepreneur had spent a little money up front and made sure the girl was bathed and groomed. He'd had her pussy shaved bare and even gone to the extra effort to have some makeup applied to her face. 

"She's trussed up inside man. One of us is going to have to go in and get her......" 

"Uh dude.... you know we cant do that! If we leave the POSS, the skipper will have our asses."

"Look, It's three blocks away. I can get over there no problem. I'll just make the assholes forget why they are here, walk away and I'll go get her. You just keep an eye out for me, and cover with the skipper if he calls for an update."

"What am I supposed to tell him?

"Tell him I was dumb enough to eat some local food and am crapping my guts out. He knows I'm a sucker for the kabob girls outside the front gate".

Jimmy was already moving toward the stairs, fastening up his flack vest, and checking his weapon was ready. Hopefully he wouldn't need to use his M4, but better to be ready than not. He double timed down the stairs and took a quick look out of the back door before venturing out into the street. 

Thanks to is gift, Jimmy was able to make himself unnoticed to the general populace. A lone Marine jogging through the slum would have been an easy target otherwise. Only someone who was actively watching would have noticed Jimmy, and luckily no one was. Jimmy moved quickly the three blocks to take up a position across from the the building where the girl was being kept. 

"Mike, you got me?"

"Roger Dodger"

"Anything hinky?"

"Besides your ass disobeying orders? Nope"

"Byte me, fucker"

"Your not my type. Go get her and get back here quick like"

Jimmy was focusing on the group of men smoking in the alley way. He was able to get a general listen into the conversation they were having. Seems they were very excited about having a go with the young lady. Some of the men had already decided they could not afford the exorbitant sum required to be first with her in bed, but would be more than happy to enjoy her company after some of the more wealthy men had their turn. 

Jimmy began to concentrate and sent a general command to the men in the alley. He made them forget why they were there, and remember that they had to be home. In a slow muddled group, they began to move back to the street and disperse into the crowd. Jimmy loped across the busy street and placed himself flush against the exterior wall of the building. He took a peek inside, but it was too dark to make anything out. Unfortunately, Jimmy had to see a target to make initial contact. So he was effectively going to have to go in blind. 

Jimmy brought his weapon up to his shoulder and moved quickly into the building, using the techniques learned through hours of training in house to house combat. He may have been a "special operator" but he was still a Marine, and learned how to fight the enemy just like any other. Unfortunately, he didn't have three other Marines behind him to cover his six while entering the building. 

Jimmy found a corner that seemed out of the way, and took a second to let his eyes adjust. Once they did, he looked around and noticed the room was full of boxes. Most likely, this was a storage location for one of the local merchants. Jimmy started to creep around the rows of precariously stacked boxes and moved deeper into the building. Upon coming to the end of a row, Jimmy saw a man standing in front of a door as if to guard it. A quick peek into the thug's mind confirmed Jimmy's assessment. He had been paid to make sure none of the bidders on the impending rape tried to get to the girl early. He had been promised a few dollars worth of the local currency and half an hour with the girl after the paying customers were through with her for the day. Jimmy made the thug forget his reason for being there and sent him on his way home. That quick glance into the thugs mind also showed Jimmy that the young 'boss' of the tawdry operation was in the room with the girl. 

Steeling himself for a potential exchange of fire, Jimmy quietly opened the door and moved through it with his weapon at the ready. What he saw when he entered the room made his blood boil. The girl, who was as beautiful as the memory Jimmy had stolen earlier led him to believe, was on her knees with her hands tied behind her back. She was being face fucked by a dirty looking local, obviously the entrepreneur of this decidedly fucked up operation. The man was so enthralled by watching his cock slide in and out of his victims mouth that he never noticed Jimmy enter the room. 

Jimmy couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was like something out of a bad porn movie. How could someone treat another human being like this! The poor girl was crying hysterically and gagging around the mans cock. His hips pistoning the rigid piece of meat in and out of her mouth and throat. Jimmy didn't even think about using his gifts. He was too angry. He rushed forward and slammed the butt of his weapon into the mans temple. The man dropped to the ground in a heap, and Jimmy followed him down, smashing the mans face repeatedly until it was just a mess of blood and goo. 

Breathing heavily, Jimmy looked up at the scared young woman. Her mouth was still open as if still around the penetrating cock. She was too startled to scream, to confused to do much of anything. The trauma she had already experienced was too much for her to deal with. Seeing her captor beaten to death was just more than she could handle, and she promptly blacked out and dropped to the ground.

"Fuck! I don't have time for this!" Jimmy swore to himself. 

Luckily, the girl was underfed and very light. Jimmy picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder in a 'fireman's carry' and began to make his way for the door. Breathing heavily, Jimmy moved out of the building and into the alleyway. 

"Fuck! I've got to stop and think!..... THINK!!! FUCK!!!!"

Jimmy quickly got his head back on straight and calmed down. He realized that if he didn't give himself the advantage of cover through his gifts, he was NEVER going to make it across the street, let alone back to his hide. A US Marine carrying a tied up girl would cause all kind of problem with the populace. After calming himself for a few moments, Jimmy carried his limp package across the street and back to the hide he had been sharing with Cpl. Jackson. 

Jimmy carried the girl up to the roof and laid her limp body down next to Mike. 

"What the FUCK is this! You never said you were gonna bring her back here! Fuck man!"

"That fucker was throat fucking her and she passed out when I butt stroked him. I guess she had sensory overload or something. I couldn't leave her there man."

Jimmy took out his Ka-Bar and carefully cut the rope that was binding the girls hands together behind her back. He brought her arms in front of her and made her as comfortable as he could on the hard roof top. He carefully began to wipe her face with a damp rag he kept next to his spotting scope to keep his neck cool in the extreme heat on the roof. After a few moments, her eyes fluttered open and she looked into Jimmy's eye's.

Jimmy instantly heard her thoughts..."Allah! What is he going to do to me!!!!" 

"Relax.... It's going to be ok...." Jimmy was trying to get her calm down. It was obvious that she was beginning to freak out. 

"Move dude. I can't believe you still dont speak the language man!" Mike was a Godsend for Jimmy. He was gifted with languages and had picked up Arabic quickly his first tour in "The Sand Box". 

Speaking in her native tongue, Mike quietly spoke to her.

"Everything is ok. You will not be harmed. My friend went to save you. You are safe now." 

"Jimbo, please push some happy thoughts on the poor girl. She's going to stroke out if she doesn't calm down man"

Jimmy used his gift to gently push feelings of calmness and peace on the mind of the frightened young woman. With the easing of her distress and Mike's words of comfort, she started to calm a bit. 

"Thank you! Thank you so much! How can I repay you?"

Translating, Mike told Jimmy "She wants to say thanks". "No thanks needed little lady. Saving people is what we do. We are US Marines. Are you hurt? Do you need to see a doctor?" 

"I will be fine. Thank you for all of your kindness. Why does my rescuer not speak? Why is he staring at me?"

"Um, Jimbo, put your tongue back in your mouth. The girl is wondering why you're staring at her". "He does not speak Arabic ma'am. My name is Mike, and this is Jimmy". 

"Mike.... Jimmy"

"Yes ma'am. Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor? You have some bruises on your face..."

"No... I cannot afford a doctor.... I have no family... No money.... I have nothing..." With that statement, the beautiful woman began to cry profusely. 

Turning to Jimmy, Mike began with "Well hero, you saved her. She's your responsibility now. She says she has no family.... If what you said is right, about her pa' selling her, I wouldn't want to go back there either. What the hell are we going to do? Oh, and by the way, the skipper is pissed as all hell. You better get on the hook and update him on the situation".

"Fuck!" With that expletive, Jimmy turned to the radio and made contact with the commanding officer. He gave a quick update, explaining that there was no terrorist activity, but that he investigated "something hinky" and would give a full update upon returning to base. What he had to tell the Captain did not need to go out over the radio. 

"Pack it up Mike. Time to get the fuck out'a Dodge"

Jimmy and Mike quickly grabbed their spotting scopes, tossed them in their protective boxes and made quick work of policing up the area to ensure that nothing was left behind. Taking his poncho out of his pack, Jimmy held it out to the beautiful creature. He helped her up and wrapped the poncho around her shoulders, covering her tattered clothes. The group quickly descended the stairs and got into a Hummer to begin the trip back to the base. 

On the road, Jimmy spent most of the trip half turned around in his seat watching the scared woman in the back seat. She was obviously scared, but had stopped crying and was keeping her head held high. Looking into her thoughts, Jimmy could see that she was very frightened, but refused to show fear to the Marines. She did not want them to think her cowardly. Her fathers honor meant nothing to her now, after his selling his only child into sex slavery, but she was determined to maintain her own honor. Delving into her thoughts, he was able to learn how she came to be tied up in that warehouse. 

********

Her name was Sirah. She was the only child to butcher in the slum. Her father had always wanted a son to help in the family shop, but his only wife was unable to bear him anymore children after Sirah. Her father was not a particularly nice man. He routinely beat her and her mother for the smallest of infractions. He was a follower of one of the nastier local religious sects, whose teachings stated that women were worth less than cattle. Sirah had worked hard in the home, doing everything she could to try and curry favor with her father. She learned everything she could, when she could. Unfortunately that was not often. There was no school for girls in the slum, and her father would never have "wasted" money on an education for her. 

Her mother had done everything in her power to protect Sirah. She knew that her husband was an evil man. She herself had been sold to her husband for the lowly price of three goats when she was fifteen years old. She knew that her husband had no desire to keep his daughter around, and had only been able to protect Sirah by whispering in his ear that by waiting for her to mature and reach the pinnacle of beauty would he get the maximum price for her. Sirah's mother had planned on taking Sirah and running away from her husband, but she had been killed in the market several weeks before when a spat between two mullah's led to one ordering a shelling of the market to "show his power". Sirah had been with her mother, and held her in her arms while she died. Her mothers last words were "I'm sorry...... I tried to protect you....." 

Sirah's father was upset that his wife was dead. He now had to start saving to buy another. Sirah was able to cook and clean for him, yet even his twisted sense of honor would not let him take her into bed to satisfy his natural desires. After a long negotiation over a hooka in the back of his shop, he had struck a deal with the young MRE thief for a very large sum. His dead wife was right. His daughters maturity, beauty and intact virginity had demanded top payment from the buyer. 

********

Pulling into the base, Jimmy told Mike to take Sirah to the Corpsman and get her checked out while he went and briefed the Captain. Dreading the ass chewing he knew was coming, Mike headed right to the command hooch and cleared his weapon before going inside. The 1st Sargent was inside, waiting for him. 

"Sargent, what the fuck happened out there? You were out of contact for almost fifteen minuets? And don't feed me that bullshit about you having the galloping trots. I didn't buy it from Corporal Jackson, and I ain't gonna buy it from you!" 

"1st Sargent, It was a gang rape. There was this woman who was trussed up in a warehouse...." 

"WHAT!!!! YOU INTERVIENED IN NON OPPERATIONAL MATTERS WITHOUT ORDERS!!!! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR GOD DAMNED MIND!!!! YOU STUPID FUCK!" 

Hearing the 1st Sargent blow his top, Captain _____ came out of his office to see what was going on. 

"Easy there 1st Sargent. What happened Barnes"?

"Sir, once I identified the target, I made contact and realized that they were not there for terrorist activities. The group of men outside the warehouse were gathered for an auction for..."

"An auction? What the fuck was so important about an auction that required you to intervene?"

"As I was saying sir, it was an auction for a young woman. She was a sex slave, and the auction was for the rights to take her virginity, Sir. I made the men outside the warehouse leave, and then went in to get her sir". 

"You went into a warehouse, alone, without even asking for authorization? To save a girl? Are you stupid son? Do you realize how lucky you are to still be alive? Any number of things could have gone wrong! God damn son! You know better than that! Why the hell didn't you request back up?"

"Sir, I didn't think you would give me permission to go in". 

"No shit you didn't think! Of course I wouldn't have let you go in alone! I would have told you to stay put until we got some more bodies out there! Jesus Christ! You couldn't have waited half an hour?"

"No sir. Upon entering the warehouse and diverting the guard, I entered the back room and found the woman being raped...."

"I thought you said she was being auctioned off for her Virginity?" 

"Yes sir, The asshole was face fucking her, sir."

"Ok ok.... Please tell me that you took care of him...."

"With prejudice sir. He wont be doing any more business in the sex trade"

"Ok Barnes. Go get cleaned up. Where is the woman now?"

"She is in the medical hooch sir, getting checked out by a ....."

"You brought her here! Why the fuck would you do that!" 

"Her family sold her to the slaver sir. She had no where to go. She had been physically abused sir. She needed to be checked out."

"Jesus. These savages will never stop amazing me.... her own family sold her?"

"Yes sir. Her father in fact. I did a little digging into her head on the ride back, and she has dealt with a lot of shit. She didn't deserve to be tossed aside". 

"Ok.... 1st Sargent, please go check on the young woman. Make her comfortable in the guest hooch and see if we can scrounge up some clothes for her.... get her something to eat and then call Division and see if they have some sort of networking thing for things like this. Fuck.... This is a god damned cluster fuck." 




MindOps Ch. 04



"Aye aye sir. Barnes, come with me."

Jimmy and the 1st Sargent went to the medical hooch, where the Corpsman was finishing up his exam of Sirah. 

"How's our guest doc"? 

"Battered and bruised 1st Sargent, but it could have been a lot worse. Sargent Barnes and Corporal Jackson probably saved her life. Her voice is going to be hoarse for a day or two.... because of what happened, but that's the extent of the physical injuries. What she really needs 1st Sargent, is a head shrinker. This must have fucked her up a bit." 

"Sargent Barnes, Could you please do a quick assessment of the young ladies mental state?"

Using his gifts, Jimmy was able to look into the structure of Sirah's thoughts. His training taught him to expect her thoughts to be jumping around like mad. People who have recently suffered abuse tend to be constantly looking for danger behind every turn. Sirah's thoughts were unexpectedly calm. She was tired and worried about what she was going to do next, but seeing Jimmy made her feel safe. 

"She's actually in pretty good shape 1st Sargent. She seems more tired than anything."

"Then take her to the VIP hooch. I'll talk to the Sargent of the Guard and make sure a sentry is posted to keep unwanted visitors from paying her too much attention. You young fucks all think with your dicks.... As we have all just witnessed."

The 1st Sargent turned on his heel and walked out of the medical hooch leaving Jimmy to try and take charge of Sirah. Luckily, she felt very safe with Jimmy. Him being her rescuer and all. She took his extended hand and wrapping his poncho around herself again, he led her outside into the afternoon heat. Feeling rather like a fool, Jimmy still took her arm in his and escorted her to the VIP Hooch. A young PFC was standing outside, evidently the guard that the 1st Sargent had insisted on having posted. Jimmy could feel the emotion coming from Sirah's mind. She didn't want him to leave her. 

In very thickly accented English, Sirah said "Thank you". 

"You speak English!" Jimmy was excited to say the least. 

"A little. My English not good. I thank you. You save me. I owe my life."

"You don't owe me anything. I just did what anyone would have done."

"No. Many men came. Many men touched me. Many men had no honor. You only man to help"

"Well..... That was the right thing to do. Now you need to get some rest. I'm going to make sure you are safe." 

Sirah Nodded to Jimmy and went inside the tent, never taking her eyes off of him. 

"Don't say a fucking word Morrison....."

"A word about what Sargent? I didn't see nothin" replied the sentry. 

*****

In the last six weeks, Jimmy spent every free moment with Sirah. He learned all he could about her. He helped her with her English, and she started to teach him some Arabic. With his gifts, Jimmy was able to pick up the language rather quickly, now that he had some motivation. 

Sirah learned more English, again assisted by Jimmy's gift. They spent every free hour together. They talked about everything and nothing. They developed a bond that began to worry Jimmy's 1st Sgt and Commanding Officer. 

One day, while walking to lunch at the outdoor chow hall, the 1st Sgt and Captain saw Jimmy and Sirah sitting together eating and holding hands. 

"Skipper, what are we going to do about this? He's holding hands with a local in the chow hall! Why is she even still on the base? We didn't get anywhere with division about getting her re-located or helped with some program. She's over eighteen, and has no need to be here on the base".

"Relax 1st Sgt. Imagine that's your little girl. After what's happened to her, the least we can do is help her a bit. I don't believe Sgt Barnes has any ill intentions towards her. If anything, he looks rather smitten!" 

"That's the problem sir. She cant come back to the states with us, and Barnes is going to have issues with leaving her here. We have to stop this now, before it gets out of hand skipper". 

"I see your point, 1st Sgt. Talk to Sgt Barnes and make it absolutely clear that she has to stay. Maybe we can get her a job in the mess tent cleaning or something? They hire plenty of locals and she sure is a might bit prettier than any of the old nags working the line now".

"Aye aye sir. I'll make it happen". 

With those words, the love that was growing between Jimmy and Sirah was destined to be tested. The 1st Sgt i to Jimmy the issues and ordered him to stay away from Sirah. The 1st Sgt didn't have to remind Jimmy that his gifts were infective on the other members of the unit and there was no point in trying to use them to get the order reversed. Jimmy asked permission to tell Sirah of the order and the 1st Sgt gave his grudging aproval. 

*****

Walking into the visitors tent, Jimmy was visibly jumpy and nervous about what he had to tell Sirah. 

"Sirah. I need to talk to you"

"What is it my Jimmy? You look angry? What have I done to Anger you my Jimmy? I'm so very sorry..."

"Sirah, you have done nothing to anger me. You have done nothing wrong! It's me. It's my fault. The 1st Sgt is angry that we spend so much time together! He's afraid I've....."

"Afraid of what, my Jimmy"?

"He's afraid I've fallen in love with you Sirah.... And I think he's right"

"You.... Love.... Me.... My Jimmy! Allah has answered my prayer! I have loved you since you saved me my Jimmy! I have wanted nothing more than to hear those words come from your lips, my Jimmy!"

"But that's the problem Sirah. This love cant be. The Corps wont let it be."

"Do you love someone else, my Jimmy? Am I not beautiful enough for you, my Jimmy"? 

"Sirah, you are the only woman I have ever loved. There is no one else. I love you Sirah! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen! You are the kindest soul..... I love you...."

"Oh my Jimmy"! 

Sirah and Jimmy fell together, kissing for the first time. Their lips met softly, yet hungrily. Sirah for having no experience with love, was a wonderful kisser. Jimmy picked Sirah up, and quickly carried her to the bed, without his lips leaving hers. 

"We have to be quiet" Jimmy said in a whipser. "We are NOT supposed to do this"!

Sirah only kissed Jimmy harder and began to unbutton his camouflage blouse. Her hands, working the buttons at a fevered pace. While Sirah was busy with Jimmy's blouse, he stood her up at the edge of the bed and became busy with her simple robe like garments. He untied the sash holding them closed and 

she shrugged them off, allowing them to fall away. She was wearing underwear donated by some of the female Marines on the base, and it was anything but sexy. Jimmy did not care in the least. He reached behind Sirah and began to work the clasp of the bra. This instrument of torture has defied men for generations, and with Jimmy it was no different. With a Giggle, Sirah reached behind her and simply flicked the fixture with her long fingers and the clasp popped free. 

Sirah again shrugged her shoulders and allowed the undergarment to fall to the floor. Jimmy Stood back and ripped off his blouse and T-shirt. Before him stood the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Sirah was tall for an Iraqi woman, almost five foot eight inches. She was thin, too thin really, but that had come from being held by her slaver. Her bountiful breasts were spectacular, A large C-Cup at least. The skin a soft brown color, the areaolas and nipples very dark, almost black in hue. The breasts stood proudly from her chest, with out any sag. Sirah's nipples were beginning to harden from the excitement of what was happening. The skin there began to crinkle and pucker. Erect, her nipples were almost half an inch in length. Jimmy just stood and stared for a moment. Sirah began to worry, her hands moving infront of her body. Did her Jimmy not want her.

"Sirah......You're....Just...."

"My Jimmy.... do I displease you?"

My God, no! Sirah.... You're.... you're.... Beautiful"!

With those words, Jimmy took Sirah in his arms and placed her on the bed. He kissed her with all the passion that had been building for the last weeks. Their tongues danced and fought, darting in and out of each others mouths. Jimmy, while not a virgin, was hardly a Lothario. Yet somehow, he knew exactly what to do with Sirah. She too, had an innate sense of what would please her lover. 

Jimmy moved from kissing Sirah's lips, to her jaw line, and down her neck. He felt Sirah shiver with the excitement and expectation that comes with one's first time making love. He gently used his teeth to nibble down her neck, along her jugular vein. Showing his power and his gentleness. Sirah arched her neck, totally exposing herself to his mouth. Her hands began to roam over his powerful back. She could feel the muscles rippling under his skin. Her nails began to trace patterns on his flesh, seemingly on their own. 

Jimmy continued on his quest, moving from Sirah's neck, down to the valley that lay between her breasts. He kissed up the slope of her left mound and began to nibble gently around the nipple. He did not take it in his mouth, simply teasing the flesh around the little nub. Jimmy could feel the skin contract and tighten even more. As he was teasing her breast, Sirah grabbed the back of his head and Gasped. She could not have imagined the pleasures that Jimmy was giving her! Her mother had only told her of pain and degradation that came from sex. She never spoke of this! 

While he had been making love to Sirah's breast, Jimmy had unbuckled the rigging belt and the buttons of his trousers and had pushed them down his legs. His erection was standing straight out from his body, harder than it had ever been before. Sirah's free hand, the other caressing Jimmy's head, began to roam down his stomach and over his tight abdominal muscles. Lower and lower her hand went, her fingers gliding through the curly hair at the base of his cock. The tips of her fingers touched the base of Jimmy's cock, and without hesitation, they began to travel up the length of the rigid shaft. Sirah's hand began exploring the most intimate part of her lover, a part of the male anatomy that she had never seen in this state. Her eyes became wide as she realized just what she was caressing. The phallus in her hand was at least seven inches long and almost too thick for her to get her hand around. She could feel the pulse of Jimmy's heart bounding and throbbing through his organ. The tip of the cock became slippery, unbeknownst to Sirah, Jimmy's cock was leaking precum at a prodigious rate. 

While Sirah was busy manipulating his Cock, Jimmy's hands were equally busy. Seemingly on their own, they searched out the plain white cotton panties that Sirah had been given. He began to roll them down her thigh's, and could feel the dampness that had collected in them. After throwing the saturated material away, his left hand approached the source of Sirah's womanhood. He could feel heat radiating from her mound, so intense was her excitement. Gently, Jimmy ran his fingers through the thick, curly hair that was in such abundance. As his fingers moved down, through the soft forest and soon found the mound that held Sirah's most precious gift, her legs began to spread. His fingers were soon coated and slick from Sirah's juices. 

Jimmy had only gotten to this place with a woman a couple of times, yet he knew instinctively what to do. His middle finger began to delve between the lips of her womanhood, and curl upward. His rough and caloused finger began a slow, rythmic motion. It was prevented from fully entering the tunnel that aroused his passions by her maiden head. That thin membrane of skin that pronounced to the world that Sirah had known no man. 

"Oh my Jimmy! Take me! Please, make me yours! Please.... "

"Sirah.... I love you.... so much"

With that pronouncement, Jimmy removed his hand from her mound, and quickly pulled Sirah to the edge of the bed. Sirah's ass was barely on the edge, her legs straddling Jimmy's strong form. Her hands holding onto the metal frame of the bed, trying to keep her balance. Jimmy's cock was at the entrance to her waiting sex, seemingly waiting for permission to proceed with its intended mission. 

"Jimmy..... Please.... Be careful"

"Sirah, I would never hurt you"

Jimmy lubricated the head of his cock in the fluids that were running out of Sirah's sex. He placed the head at the entrance to her pussy and very slowly began to push. Taking very slow, and succeeding deeper strokes, Jimmy quickly reached the gate that was baring him full entrance to Sirah's delights. Looking Sirah deep in her eyes, he backed his cock out to the very entrance to her pussy.

"I love you Sirah"

"I love you my Jimmy"

With those words, Jimmy drove his member home, breaking down the barrier that was so prized in this part of the world. Sirah was so wet, and his stroke was so strong, that Jimmy's entire cock was buried to the base in Sirah's velvety tunnel. Sirah, feeling her hymen tear and the searing pain that comes with that assault, bit down on Jimmy's shoulder to keep herself from screaming in pain. Jimmy stayed perfectly still, his cock throbbing inside of his lover. The pain from her bite was nothing, compared to the pleasure of becoming one with the woman he loved. After several seconds, the pain Sirah was feeling began to subside, and she released her hold on Jimmy's shoulder. She could taste blood in her mouth, and began to cry. 

"My Jimmy, I am sorry! I did not mean to hurt you!"

"Sirah, shhh. It is ok. My only concern is for you. How are you?"

"Jimmy.... Please.... Make love to me"

With that request, Jimmy began a slow and steady rhythm. His hips moving in long, slow strokes, driving his cock in and out of Sirah's pussy. The feeling was exquisite. He had never known pleasure like this before. 

Sirah was also lost in pleasure. The feeling of her lovers cock moving in and out of her tunnel was indescribable. His cock was so hard and firm, yet so soft. The pain of the initial intrusion was gone, replaced by the glorious friction that was making love. Sirah lowered herself back on the bed, her head lolling to the side, lost in the sensations that were coming from her pussy. Jimmy, not one to be monotonous, took Sirah's legs and pulled them together in front of him. His strong hands caressed her long and slender legs, as his cock plowed through the fields of pleasure that was his Sirah's pussy. 

The rotation of her hips, brought Sirah's G-spot into alignment with Jimmy's cockhead. The first thrust caused his member to carom off of the cluster of nerves and Sirah's eyes became wide with shock. What was this pleasure! Allah, be praised! This was the most intense.... And then the second stroke of Jimmy's cock came into contact with with her spot. All was lost to Sirah at that point. The pleasure, the excitement was all too much. Her hands instinctively flew out to find Jimmy, grabbing at his forearms as they were wrapped around her thighs. Sirah's nails dug into Jimmy's arms, her eye's rolled back into her head and the very first orgasm of her life swept through her. The muscles of her pussy that were already giving Jimmy intense pleasure began to spasm and contract uncontrollably. It was too much for Jimmy to bear. He could not control himself any longer. With a final thrust, he held his cock buried to the hilt inside his one true love. His seed flowed out into her, as he also had the most astounding orgasm of his life. 

After several moments, the contractions and spurting subsided. Sirah relaxed her grip on Jimmy's arms and he relaxed his hold on her legs, allowing them to fall to either side of his body. Slowly, so as to not disentangle themselves, Jimmy leaned down and softly kissed Sirah. 

"I Love you Sirah"

"I love you my Jimmy"

****