2 comments/ 99699 views/ 31 favorites Power of the Mind By: glenbrown69 Hello readers and welcome to the story. I have deliberately left out major character descriptions so that you can create someone from your own fantasies. I hope that you enjoy the story. All characters in this story that engage in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. ********* We all know that everyone changes during puberty, but I think it's safe to say that very few people change like I did. I experienced the same changes as other boys my own age, but I also developed something that none of them did. I suppose I should start with the garage incident. After all, that is when it began. I was seventeen at the time and had been working on fixing the car that I had recently bought. It was nothing special, just something cheap to get me around since I had recently passed my driving test and there were some faults. I can't remember exactly what it was that I was working on that day, but I digress. I had tripped up over something on the floor, probably a mislaid tool. I fell backwards and as I fell I caught a nearby shelf. The shelf toppled as I collided with the ground and spilled its multitude of tools onto me. As a spanner was about to smash into my face, time seemed to stop and the spanner remained a few inches from my nose. It was frozen in place, hovering above my body. However, some tools still continued to fall, but all landed away from me and I could still hear the rumble of traffic from the nearby roads. I knew that time had not actually stopped but that something else had happened. I also had a strange gut feeling that I had made it happen. It took me only a short while to realise that it was telekinesis - the ability to move objects with the mind. It took me the best part of a year to know what else I could do with it. I trained myself to use it and by my eighteenth birthday, I had learned how to control it and was regularly using it to make my life easier. I only ever used it when I was alone though. I don't think I actually knew what would happen if someone else found out, but it felt right to keep it a secret. Of course, when I discovered my next ability, it wasn't so important to keep it a secret. It was a few weeks after my eighteenth birthday and it was evening. I was standing at my window and looking across the alleyway. It was a favoured viewpoint of mine, because on the other side Angela was once again dancing in her room. Angela had been the subject of my dreams, and misdeeds, since I had discovered telekinesis a few months before. She was a gorgeous looking girl one year older than me and had always been one of the most popular girls in the school. Now she was studying advanced dance at the local dance and music school and would regularly practice in her room. I had already moved the curtain out of the way with my mind so that I could get a good view as she wiggled her ass at me. She was practicing a sensuous and sexy dance routine at the time and I was thoroughly enjoying it. I sighed as I watched her breasts bounce and thought that it would be so much better if she would dance naked. I gasped as she suddenly stopped dancing and took her top of her before stripping the rest of her clothes. She then continued to dance the routine as if nothing had happened and I could see her wonderful breasts in the flesh for the first time outside of a dream. She then turned around and was dancing with her ass towards me. It was a truly magnificent sight and my cock was rock hard. I took it out from my underwear and started to masturbate to the sight in front of me. At the end of the dance she took a bow, showing me her pussy. I noticed that it was shaven at the same time as I met my climax and I ejaculated onto the window. As soon as the dance ended, Angela began to turn around and I noticed a look of utter confusion had come onto her face as she discovered that she had somehow managed to strip during her dance. She looked at the window, and her confusion turned to horror as she realised the curtains were not drawn. Just before she closed them she looked out and back across the alley. I quickly ducked but she had already seen me. When I rose again, her curtains were drawn. I collapsed onto my bed and thought about what had just happened, my dick started to get hard again as I thought about her stripping and it occurred to me that I had made her strip. I had the same gut feeling I had had when I discovered telekinesis. I had developed mind control. I thought about it for a minute before realising that Angela would probably be furious. She wouldn't have known that I had made her strip, but she would be pretty damn angry at me for watching her. I suppose I should have panicked then, but I chose not to. I had created this problem, and I would deal with it. I instinctively reached out with my mind and found Angela's before entering it. I was surprised to discover that she was still completely naked. It seemed she was too busy thinking of ways that she could get back at me to redress herself. Besides, no-one could see into her room now. I was about to remove the memory she had of me watching when I had another idea and I started to tweak her mind in a different way. I gave her pleasure centre a jolt and her body began telling her that she would instead be turned on that I had been watching. Her posture changed as she became more aroused and her nipples hardened as I turned up the pleasure. I was happy that it had come so easily to me and decided to push a little further. ((Do not masturbate)), I told her with my mind. I watched as she squirmed and could feel her hunger for release but I denied her. I kept turning up the pleasure I was giving her and eventually I gave in. I ordered her to ((masturbate)). She instantly obeyed and slid her finger into her pussy. As she masturbated there were sights of some of the more popular guys at school. Not sights that I enjoyed, so I changed them. The guys became me and Angela was now masturbating to the thought of me touching her. She quickly reached her orgasm and called out my name as she climaxed, "Oh Alex!". I left Angela's mind and returned to my own. I was very, very happy at the work I had carried out. I lay back on my bed and made up some plans for how I could train my power further. Power of the Mind Ch. 02 Hello readers. This is the second instalment in the "Power of the Mind" series. If you haven't read the first part, I suggest that you read it before reading this as it introduces the characters. All feedback is appreciated. I guess that I should probably state again that all characters engaging in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. Ps. In case anyone is confused this is the punctuation I am using for speech and mind control: "Hi" General Speech ((Go there)) Mental Command (often spoken) "Hey, why don't you ((Go there))" Normal speech sentence with a spoken mental command inside of it. ****** Ten minutes later and I had decided what to do with the rest of the evening. I left my bedroom and went out into the alleyway. I stood there for a while waiting for Angela to come out with the rubbish. "Hey Angela," I said casually and she jumped in surprise as she heard my voice. "What are you doing here," she asked accusingly. A frown crossed her otherwise beautiful face when she saw that it was me. She was still pretty pissed off that I had seen her dancing naked. "Oh, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for what happened earlier. You were dancing naked and your body is just so beautiful that I couldn't resist watching," I replied. "It's ok," she said. Her anger seemed to subside a little and the frown was replaced with a thoughtful look before telling me, "I shouldn't have been dancing naked with the curtains open anyway. I don't know what came over me. I suppose I am probably to blame as much as you are." She was clearly relieved that we had made it up with one another but was still annoyed, only now she was annoyed with herself as much as she was with me. "Well, why don't you ((invite me in)) and we can talk about it?" I said to her allowing my plan to play out. "Look, do you want to come inside for a bit? We can talk about it that way," she replied in a tone that suggested she had not even heard me and that the idea had entirely been made by her. I complied and followed her back into her house watching her luxurious ass sway as I walked behind her. The sight of it started to make me hard. As soon as we reached the bottom of the stairs she turned to look at me with a confused expression on her face. I read her mind. "Why the hell did I just invite him inside? I couldn't talk about it if I wanted to, it's just too embarrassing. Humph, I'll have to get rid of him somehow. Oh my, look at him. He's got a hard-on. God knows what is going through the pervert's mind to make him get such a big fat cock" It was clear that she was both annoyed and aroused at the sight of my cock in my pants. Annoyance won and I saw that she was about to say something so I interrupted her, (Shut up and go to your room)). She did as I had told her and made her way up the stairs. I hesitated before following her and searched for her mother. I found her listening to music and working out in the basement gym. She was pretty hot herself and she made sure that my cock remained hard. I watched her stealthily and had a small fantasy before remembering that I was going to be living one out soon. I choose to make sure that she would not notice anything unusual occurring in the house and upped her arousal to give her something else to occupy herself with anyway.I then followed Angela up to the bedroom. I entered the room and she was sitting on her bed waiting for me. I started issuing commands to her and her eyes took on a glazed look as I made a series of changes to her mental make up. ((From now on, your purpose in life is to please me and you will carry out any task that I ask you to do enthusiastically. You will also find it uncomfortable to wear a bra or panties.)) Following these spoken commands I modified her mind. I made it so that she would feel horny whenever I was around. I also reduced her gag reflex to prepare her for some of the tasks she would be carrying out. When I was done her eyes returned to normal, the glazed look being replaced with deep brown eyes that I struggled not to get lost in. Once again I silently complemented her beauty. Her nipples instantly started to harden with me nearby and I smiled with the knowledge and pride that the command had worked so easily. "Strip" I told her. I no longer needed to enforce the command with a mental push as she was now effectively my slave and would do whatever I asked of her. She started to enthusiastically and seductively remove her clothes, dancing in time to a silent tune. As she finally removed her panties to leave herself naked, I approached her. I could see that she was nervous, confused and afraid. She was trying to speak but couldn't. I grimaced then quickly scanned her mind and noticed that my command to shut up still lingered from earlier. "You may speak," I told her whilst thinking that I would have to find a way to stop commands staying active when they didn't need to. "What have you done to me?" she asked with fear in her voice but I could also feel her arousal, and her nipples were a sure sign of it. "I just made some modifications to make you my little play thing," I replied honestly. "Play thing?" she asked with realisation, "Don't you dare touch me you monster!" I struggled not to smile at her defiance and choose to test one of the commands I had earlier given. "Talking to me like that does not make me happy," I said to her. If I hadn't already worked on her mind then her reaction was sure to have been "I don't care," or "good, I don't want you to be happy." As it was she instantly became displeased with herself. Her job in life was to make me happy and she had failed at it. She looked at me with solemn eyes. "I'm sorry Alex, I didn't mean to upset you. How can I make it up to you," she asked me "Just don't be scared," I replied "Ok, I am not afraid" she said, being no longer afraid but still nervous about what was to come, and also about whether she had succeeded in making me happy. I reached her and briefly embraced her hot, young naked body before placing my mouth on hers and trying to stimulate a response from her. She may have been horny but she was not prepared to give into me yet and was not returning the kiss. However she could not completely deny my advances as it was against her mental programming. I knew then that I could have forced her to kiss me, but that would have made it too easy. Instead, I caressed her hair with my right hand. She still refused to give into my desires so I moved the hand down, stroking her neck on the way to her breast. As soon as I reached it and began to stroke it she moaned and started to return the kiss I was giving her. With her arousal and my touches, I had broken through her reluctance. I slid my tongue into her mouth where it began to wrestle with Angela's. My left hand was now stroking her hair whilst the right continued to knead her breast. I broke the kiss and moved to nibble her ear before kissing down her neck and reaching her left breast. I sucked the nipple into my mouth whilst my hand continued to rub the other. She had begun to show more initiative and was responding in kind. Her hand had moved down to my jeans and was now stroking my cock through them whilst the other moved along my body feeling the muscles that I had trained through years of sport. I lightly pressed my teeth against her nipple and rolled the other through my fingers. She let out another moan as the pleasure was increased. I let go of her breasts and removed my clothing. She then knelt down in front of me and started to lick around the head of my cock. It felt tremendous. "Go on, take it deeper Angela" She could tell that she was making me happy. She eagerly took the cock further into her mouth and began to bob her head upon it, taking it slightly further until it was just a few centimetres from her throat. "Oh god yes, baby. Suck my cock" She continued to lick around the head and shaft as she bounced her head down my shaft. I started to thrust into her as I climbed nearer to my climax. "Ugh, ugh, uggghhhhhh" I grunted as I launched a volley of cum into her mouth. I looked down at her and muttered a single word "swallow". She stood up and licked some cum of her lips. I then took her by her hand and led her over to her bed. I pushed her gently onto it and placed myself between her legs. Whilst I was here for my own release, I was happy enough to give her some as well. "Yes Alex, lick my pussy. Eat it all up," she said I'll be honest. I didn't have much skill then and my technique wasn't particular effective. I slid my tongue into her but it didn't achieve the results I wanted it to. So I cheated. I once again reached out for the pleasure centre in her brain and began to apply pressure to it. "Oh god yes!" she screamed out with a powerful orgasm. Her pussy had become a hundred times more sensitive and she was orgasming almost continuously from the licks I was giving to it. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck," she kept chanting the word whenever she wasn't attempting to withstand the orgasms. "What's that?" I asked her, "You want to fuck?" Yea, I know. It wasn't very funny but I just felt like I had to say it. Honestly though, I don't think she even heard it over her own moans. I raised her legs so that she had taken on the form of an arch. Her head was lying softly on her pillow and her knees were up level with my waste. This put her pussy right in front of my cock. Not quite the position I was after. I wanted her pussy to be around my cock. A second later, and it was. "Fuck yes!" she cried at me in lust, "That is exactly what I want." I had thrust my cock into her as far as I could. Her pussy was wonderfully tight, warm and wet from her many orgasms. I pulled my cock mostly out before plunging it back in. I didn't care for slow and easy. I just wanted to go hard and fast. "Huh...huh...huh," she cried out as every stroke of my cock was met with a moan from her. The feeling of happiness and pure pleasure that coursed through me is indescribable. I had longed to fuck this body for so long and had been secretly watched it for so long. Now, it was my time to fuck it for so long. I was thrusting into her as hard as I could. I don't think I even thought of her pleasure or comfort. I had become possessed by the need to fuck the thing of beauty in front of me and I sure as hell did. "God yes!" she yelled as she orgasmed. One part of my mind told me to slow down then, just to make sure I could hold out as her pussy shook around my cock. But my body disagreed. I was consumed by a furious lust. I no longer wanted to cum. It was a necessity. I continued to fuck her hard during her orgasm. Her pussy convulsed around my cock on every stroke, beckoning it to cum. I have no idea how I managed to deny it, I was certainly near to my climax. My mind was flooded by pleasure however it was just an echo of the pleasure that I could sense in Angela's mind. Her pussy was still super sensitive and she was feeling everything a whole lot more than I was. Finally, Angela began to have another orgasm and was consumed by it like fire. She withered and shrieked in ecstasy and this sent me over the edge. I pulled out as the only thought that penetrated the pleasure in my mind came to realisation -- I didn't know if she was on the pill. Instead I unleashed my cum over her breasts. My aim wasn't that good and some hit her on the face. She licked what she could from around her lips and looked at me with adoration. I remained knelt between Angela's legs for a minute longer, wishing for the feeling to stay with me forever. Sadly, the pleasure faded after just a moment and I smiled backed at Angela who was covered in my cum. She was certainly a very good fuck. It was that thought which decided that which I did next. "Angela, from now on you will always be in a state of arousal. You are only permitted to masturbate and have sex with me. You will be able to orgasm from masturbating, but whenever you orgasm whilst with me the feeling will be much more intense. Whenever you are in my presence in a private place, you will be naked. You will also move in to live with me next door." We then shared a shower before I modified Angela's mother to allow her daughter to leave and be my responsibility. It then required only a simple modification of my own mother and my twin sister to have them accept her in the house. I went to bed that night happy with Angela's naked body sleeping in the spare bedroom. I wasn't too pleased with that arrangement but my room simply wasn't big enough for the two of us so it would have to do. I had dreams that night. Some were based on the memory of what I had done to Angela, both remotely from the window and also when we had sex. I also had dreams of the future. I dreamt of a future where I lived among a group of beautiful women, each of them catering for my every need. The future seemed calm and peaceful. For a while the future was, but ultimately, I could not have been more wrong. Power of the Mind Ch. 03-05 Hello readers. This upload contains chapters three, four and five of the "Power of the Mind" storyline. If you haven't read the first two chapters, I advise you to do so. I would like to thank everyone that has given me comments on the story so far, especially the ones with suggestions. I have tried to improve my writing in accordance to these and would be particularly interested in knowing the extent to which you think that I have succeeded, but as always all comments are welcome. Finally, all characters that engage in sexual activity in this story are over the age of eighteen. **** Chapter Three I woke up the day after I had discovered mind control feeling a little bit guilt. I knew that I had abused my power on Angela and I was concerned about the effect that my actions had had on her. Now, don't get me wrong. I wasn't prepared to give up my newest toy; she still had to be mine. I was just going to find a way to make it better for her. I needed her to be my willing sex partner, not just my sex slave. I decided that I needed to make some changes. To make her accept it and come to enjoy it, even after the pleasure had faded. At that moment, all she had was that she would feel happiness when she made me happy, and that wasn't a lot to go on with. It didn't stop her being afraid, nervous or confused. I climbed out of bed and went to the room that I had allocated her too without changing out of the boxer shorts and t-shirt I had worn to bed. Although it was possible to carry out mind control remotely, I found that it was easier when I could see the subject. She was asleep when I entered. I watched her sleeping for a moment as I went through my plan in my head. She looked sweet, innocent even. My stomach churned a little at my guilt as I thought that. The actions I took were far from innocent, had I somehow managed to ruin her innocence, taint it perhaps? I forced my head to clear of these thoughts; I had to be calm to avoid messing up anything else. Then I entered her mind. To me, navigating the mind is easy. First, I enter a place that should be called 'The Junction'. The reason for this is simple; imagine the busiest road junction you can. There are roads leading from it in every direction, occupying a complete circle. At the same time, there are other roads, joining it from every angle in the vertical plane to create a sphere of connections. Then there are other connections, ones that start nowhere and end anywhere allowing you to pass easily between each destination. I could instinctively find any destination. Each destination is a fragment of thought, memory or emotion. I had not really thought much about the structure of the mind when I had first entered Angela's the day before. It wasn't really a major concern to me then, but I took a moment to study it at the time. I noticed that her thought and memories were a part of something that I decided to call the foremind. It is the part that you are using now to read this - it controls everything in your body. And then you have the part that I call the rearmind. Emotion rules there. Overall, I have decided that emotion is stronger than the foremind. Always the rearmind influences the foremind and, at times, emotion can completely control your behaviour. I'm sure you all can think of a time when it has done so; perhaps the most obvious ones are when you are angry. The rearmind certainly has power over the foremind. However, the foremind is a place of logic and decisions and you can choose whether to act on an emotion. It is possible to don a false smile and ignore unhappiness. Usually, emotion will win in the end and eventually overwhelm your foremind, perhaps sending you into an emotional breakdown. Despite the apparent strength of the rearmind, the mind as a whole is always stronger when both parts are working together. I wanted to change Angela's view of me. We were practically strangers despite having lived next door for years. I was just an average guy, and she looked like a goddess – I was always too shy to talk to her and I knew that I had to create a strong, artificial friendship in order for my plan to work. I modified her opinions of me and her emotions to make her consider me as a friend. I also chose to change some of the commands I had given her the day before, most had not been made in good judgement. I made it so that she wouldn't always be aroused, that would just be uncomfortable for her. She would of course, still be aroused by me but not directly. It was to be the result of a physical attraction that I instilled into her. I also removed the rule that she had to be naked. I had decided that it wasn't necessary and would only result in humiliation for her. Besides, she was a good dancer and with her body, she was born to strip dance. I decided that would do for now. I didn't want to make any more changes without seeing the effect that these had on her. I then left her mind and gently woke her up from her slumber. Her eyes opened slowly and she smiled when my face came into focus. "Hello baby," she said after yawning. It was a major change in her attitude from yesterday when she had simply thought of me as a pervert. I smiled at the change before asking, "Good morning Angela, how are you feeling?" "I'm feeling good, much better than I did yesterday. Did you do something with your hair? You look...different" she replied as she looked me up and down, feeling her new attraction towards me. It was good that she was feeling better for both of our sakes. The fact that she was no longer afraid and seemed to be accepting of me, removed my guilt. It left a scar though, I would remember my mistake. "Yea, I do. Look Angela, what do you remember of yesterday?" I asked her "I think remember it all, although I suppose I wouldn't know if I had forgotten something. For some reason I decided to dance naked with the curtain open. I've never even danced naked before, let alone with the curtain open. Anyway, I was having so much fun before I noticed you watching," She looked at me then and I knew that she was remembering when she had got to see me naked. It really turned her on now. She then continued, "Then, I became really angry at you for seeing me naked, I felt like I was going to kill you. But I didn't. Instead, I invited you in to my house." She stopped talking again and just lay their thinking. She took a moment before she said, "I honestly haven't a clue why I did that. After that, we went upstairs and then we, you know..." She looked down at the floor as she left the sentence hanging. Clearly, she did not want to talk about that, even with our new friendship and the attraction that she felt for me. I knew that I had to make another change. ((Angela, you will feel comfortable talking to me about anything. You will not be ashamed of any sexual activity we do, or of being naked around me. You will enjoy all sex with me more than anything.)) "We what...?" I asked her after I finished telling her the last set of commands. She looked back up at me with a big grin on her face. "Oh, you know. We had sex didn't we? I have to say, it was pretty good. You were much better than Rick was and you were much bigger. I was very surprised," she smirked at me as she said it. Rick was her ex, tall, brawly and made of muscle. He got all the girls and I thought that he was a total dickhead. Actually, I don't think he was that bad. I was just quite a bit jealous of him. If only he could have seen me now though. I noticed that Angela was still thinking about Rick. She had dropped her hand to rub her ribs as she continued, "Rick was a very controlling person and violent. Not like you. You're so sweet and protective" She took hold of my hand and lightly squeezed it, showing her affections. I couldn't help but notice the irony in what she had said. I had far more control over her than Rick could ever have hoped to have and yet, she didn't know anything about it. It's a good life right? I also found pride in the fact that, although I might not have given Angela a choice yesterday, I would never hit her. I felt a bit of anger at Rick as I imagined him beating Angela. Right on the ribs, where she had unconsciously rubbed herself I realised. Perhaps he actually was a dickhead, it wasn't just jealousy speaking now. I returned the squeeze to Angela's hand. It was very relieving that she felt that she could tell me this. I hadn't directly made her confide in me, but it showed that she felt that she could trust me. I had gone from practically a stranger, to good friend in a matter of minutes and was amazed at how easy it had been to create an artificial friendship. I wanted to see how just how good a friend I had become. "Angela, you know what we did yesterday, would you be prepared to do it again?" I asked her bluntly. "Oh, hmm," she generally did seem to think about it but in the end she was trying to avoid eye contact. "No, I wouldn't Alex. I really like you and the sex was amazing, but I'm not sure I'm ready to give you what you want," she told me. She sounded anxious; she didn't want to upset me. She paused before continuing, "I don't even know why I agreed to yesterday. Look I'm sorry baby, but I'm just not ready for it." She let go of my hand. It was very disappointing and a blow to the confidence I had gained from my successes. It seemed that I still needed to do a bit of work on our relationship. I regarded her for a minute, thinking of my next move, as she anxiously waited for my reply. I didn't want to just make her love me as such, I wanted to challenge myself. I needed to find a way to do it, without cheating. And so I decided not to make a change on her mind, I wanted her to eventually come to me for sex and I was going to get her to do so the old fashioned way – by fucking her so good that she would come begging for it. Of course, in order for my plan to work, she needed to fuck me and at the moment that was the problem. I didn't want to give her any more commands but there was no other way for me to get her to have sex, unless... unless I used something already there. I realised what I needed to do and said the most vital words, "Please Angela; it would make me very happy." Her desire to make me happy was now fighting against her reluctance. I didn't need to read her mind to tell. She looked at me once again before glancing down at my cock, remembering how good it had felt. Whilst I could not see them through the red of the quilt cover, I knew that her nipples were getting hard. She bit her lip as she thought about it. Eventually she caved in to my suggestion as I had known she would. She had made the decision. She may not have realised that she couldn't have made any other decision or understood exactly why she had made it. But to her mind she had chosen the course of action that was to follow and that meant that she saw herself as being responsible. She gave me a seductive smile before she slipped out of the bed to stand next to me. She was still naked, having not had the chance to dress since I had removed the order from her mind. I once again admired her wonderful breasts as she took a stretch. Then she straightened up in front of me. She was a bit shorter than me and I was able to plant a kiss on her forehead just by leaning forward a little. She turned her head up to look me in the eyes and I found myself lost inside them, she returned the kiss to my lips. It was just a peck at first. She was up for it now, but was still shy. I knew I had to act to get her more interested and I took hold of her, sweeping her into a fully romantic smooch. The effect on her was amazing. I had literally and metaphorically swept her off of her feet. There was no way that the attraction and feelings she had for me could have held up against that. It changed her mood from being up for it, to actively wanting some and she returned the kiss passionately. We straightened up again, still kissing. She broke the kiss and smiled at me, "And here we are, about to make love again. I still don't know why we are here, but you know what? Right now, I don't care because." She paused before whispering the last three words softly into my ear, "I want you." She then gave it an affectionate nip. She kissed me again, enjoying the closeness of our bodies. She didn't treat me like a friend; she treated me like a lover. Her touch was soft and gentle as her hand moved down towards my crotch and she started to, ever so slowly stroke me there. I closed my eyes, lost in the moment as my cock grew to semi-hardness. I reached up and stroked her hair, breathing in her natural aroma coming from it. It was one of the best smells I had ever experienced. It was brilliantly indescribable but turned me on so much. I then turned the caress of her hair into an encouraging push on her shoulders. "Someone's a little impatient," she whispered to me before taking the hint and moving down my body so that she was kneeling in front of me. She pulled down my boxers and I stepped out of them. "Not really. I just love the feel of your lips around my cock. You're so good at it," I complimented her. She then took my cock into her mouth. It was still rather flaccid but getting hard at a rapid pace. She started licking her tongue around the head, all the time keeping eye contact with me. She then took it in deeper, to stop just short of deep throating the entire length, she was saving that skill for later. At this point she was continuing to lick her tongue around my shaft as she fucked me with her face. She was flicking the tip every time my cock was mostly out. A few minutes after and I was fully hard. She started to deep throat me. I felt my cock touch the back of her throat. She was able to take it in like a professional cocksucker since I had removed her gag reflex yesterday. "Go on baby, suck my cock," I said to her as I enjoyed the view. She started to increase the pace of the blowjob as I neared my climax. She knew I was getting there and she managed to keep me from blowing my load for just a minute before I warned, "I'm going to cum, right down your fucking throat slut." She heard my warning and deep throated me again, setting me off. My cock fired three shots of cum straight into her stomach. She then pulled my softening cock out with a pop and said "Well, that was fun wasn't it baby. I have to say, I liked it when you called me a slut. It made me all wet" she said as she made to stand up. "Oh, believe me. We are not done yet. If you want to be called a slut, you have to earn it," I said to her. I took hold of her and accelerated her rise by lifting her up onto the bed, with her legs apart exposing her glorious pussy to me. Almost immediately I began to lick at her sweet juices whilst I waited for my cock to get hard again. She let out a sharp moan before talking dirty to me. "Yes Alex, eat out my cunt. Lick my pussy. Make me cum," she said breathlessly. I slid a finger into her pussy as I started to pay more attention to her clit with my tongue and she let out a moan. Her hands were vigorously stroking her breasts and she was playing with her nipples. I inserted another finger into her pussy just long enough for it to get soaked in her juices. I then removed it. Angela gave me a funny look as she saw what I was about to do but it quickly turned into another moan of pleasure as she felt my lubricated finger slide into her arse. "Oh, that feels good. I've never thought about my arse. God, I'd never have guessed baby," she said I added another finger to her pussy so that she was once again being fucked by two there. I was still treating her clit well, licking it, sucking it and occasionally giving it a little nip. She was moaning a lot now. Not loudly, but almost continually. I inserted a third finger into her pussy and she let out a louder moan. "God, I'm... so... close. Don't stop baby... don't stop," she was even more breathless now than before as she neared her orgasm. I set about bringing it to her like a brick to the face - hard, fast and brutal. I bit down hard on her clit. It would have caused her pain had it not sent her into an orgasm instead. She screamed out inaudible words as the orgasm hit and her pussy convulsed around my fingers, unleashing her juices. I withdrew each of them, unleashing a sudden surge of sweet juice which I happily lapped at. As she took each of the fingers to her mouth in turn and sucked them dry. By then, I was hard again and she noticed this. "Oh baby, look. You're all hard again. It looks so sad and cold down there on its own. Maybe you should put in a tight, hot and wet place," she suggested. I rose up from the position that I had been in whilst I was licking her pussy. I was now standing next to the bed. I pulled her up to me, raising her leg up towards my shoulder and placed the head of my dick at the opening to her pussy. I slowly slid it along the crack a few times, teasing her for a moment. "So, do you want it?" I asked her "Of course I bloody want it" she replied "Well then, I hope you remember that you have to earn it. Slut," I emphasised the last word, watching her shiver as I said it. "So, do you want it, slut?" She looked at me with a smile before turning on a pleading face and replying, "No baby I don't want it. I NEED it. I need it inside of me so bad." I looked back at her and returned her smile. "Good enough," I told her and thrust my cock in. As I thrust into her, I pulled her body towards me forcing my entire length into her. My smile melted into the pleasure. Angela gasped as she accepted me once more. It felt even better than it had yesterday. I started by taking slow, deep thrusts into her. I was holding her leg up, leaving plenty of space for me to fuck her. I started to increase the pace, pounding into her as she moaned at me. She had reached around her leg and was now rubbing her clit and breast as I fucked her. "Oh yes. Oh, god Alex. Fuck me baby. Fuck your little slut. I want to feel you cum inside of me." I felt her pussy clench around my cock and she let out a moan that could have woken the dead had any been nearby. I slowed down as waves of pleasure rocked her body, wanting to pull through it without cumming myself. I watched as her back arched and her hands turned to fists. Pleasure so deep that she could have swum in it had possessed her. Once her orgasm passed, I stroked into her three more times before pulling out and laying down on the bed beside her. She rolled over so that she was on top of me and bent down to kiss me, forcing her eager tongue into my mouth where it touched my teeth and my own tongue before she withdrew it. After that she straightened up and straddled my cock, lowering herself onto it. She slowly sunk onto me until my cock was completely buried in her. I saw that she was biting her lip again; this was the first time both of us had done this position. I reached out to grab her tits and she let out an expectant sigh which turned into a moan as I started to knead them. She seemed to collapse into the feeling of being full of my cock, and the pleasure from her breasts. Eventually she realised that I wasn't getting a lot out of it and began to take circular motions with her hips. It felt good, but after twenty seconds of this, I decided that I wanted more. I used telekinesis to raise her back to the head of my cock. She looked at me in clear surprise as she felt herself rise unexpectedly. The surprise turned quickly to a cry of lust as I released my telekinetic grip on her and she fell back down my dick, forcing it to fill her once more. She started to rise again after that, wanting more of it herself, and I watched as inch after inch of my penis reappeared from her pussy. In her inexperience, she rose too high and my cock slipped out of her pussy. Power of the Mind Ch. 03-05 "Fuck it," she said as she reached down and placed it back at her entrance before descending back onto it. We both let out a moan before she reached the base. When she did reach the bottom, she started to rise again almost immediately, wanting to be fucked fast. I started thrusting up into her as she landed, sending every last millimetre of my cock up and into her pussy. Building up into a fast paced rhythm that I knew we couldn't keep up for long. "Oh Angela, oh god Angela, oh my god ANGELA!" I screamed as I hit my climax. My scalding seamen shot into her hole, splattering against the insides and dripping out again to land on my stomach. When I came down from my climax I noticed that she had not orgasmed. I saw disappointment in her eyes and I felt it reflected in my own heart. I had failed to give her what she wanted. Or had I? I smiled expectantly as an idea came to me. ((Orgasm like you have never orgasmed before)) I commanded and watched as her body shook so violently that she fell off of me. She landed in a shuddering heap next to me and ecstasy screamed through her and through her voice as the orgasm she hadn't thought she'd get rocked through her. I watched as her back arched so much that I thought her spine would snap and she unleashed a river of pussy juice onto the bed, soaking through the quilt, sheet and into the mattress in nanoseconds. Finally, when her orgasm had subsided she looked over at me with a big grin on her face. "That...was...bloody...awesome," she said through heavy breathing. "I...so...happy...convinced...me...hmph," she gave up trying to speak. I had to agree with her, the sex was undeniably brilliant. I pulled her close to me so that I could lay another kiss on her and I watched her sink into my embrace. We lay cuddling for a while, she seemed to completely trust me now; the sex had broken down the last of her barriers. The continued closeness of our bodies showed me just how far our relationship had progressed. She wasn't afraid of me anymore, and would never be again. When her breathing had finally calmed down she looked up at me. "Did you make me orgasm just by telling me to? You did. Didn't you?" I didn't need to answer but I could see Angela's mind working overtime, trying to find a logical explanation. Eventually she gave up and just turned to me, "Baby, can you explain all this to me? Something isn't right. I know I didn't feel this way about you before yesterday and yet I just gave myself to you again." I could hear the desperation in her voice. She needed to know the answers, but I wasn't sure whether, or even how to reply. I decided to stall my answer. "Are you complaining about the orgasm, Angela?" I asked her "Oh god no," she laughed, "That was the greatest orgasm I have ever had. Thank you for it baby. But, you never answered my question." She was looking me in the eyes again, daring me to lie to her. I tried hard to return the gaze, but it was hard to do so and I tried to turn my head away. "I have other things to deal with now. I will tell you later, I promise." I said it quickly, maybe too quickly, but it seemed to appease her and she dropped the matter and her gaze. I bent down to kiss her before getting up to have a shower. ***** Chapter 4 After my shower, it was time for me to try out something new. I was sitting in my room and I phoned my sister. She was downstairs at the time, watching television. "Hey Chloe," I greeted her "Alex. Why are you phoning me?" she asked "Well, I wanted a can of coke and I wondered if you would bring it up to me?" I was not using any of my powers, I had to make sure she wasn't feeling oddly nice and wouldn't agree to bring me one anyway. "Of course I won't you lazy bastard. If you want it come down and get it," she replied, angry at me for wasting her time. It was just as I had expected. ((Bring me a coke.)) I tried to command her down the phone line. "Fuck you," she replied and hung up on me. Clearly, it didn't work and I was a little disappointed but I wasn't one to give up so easily. I wanted to try one more time. Of course, I couldn't ring my sister again because she wouldn't bother answering and Angela was out of the question because she would do what I asked her to anyway. I decided to call Angela's mother and for that I needed Angela so I called her in to the room. She came through the door a minute later, closing it behind her. I noticed that she wasn't naked anymore but was dressed in some jeans and a T-shirt. "Angela, what is your home number?" She gave it to me, and I dialled it. Her mother answered the phone as I had expected. "Hey Mrs Martin, it's Alex," I said "Hello my boy, how are you and Angela doing?" "Well, you know. I can't complain," I said. To be honest it would have been very hard for me to complain - Angela had decided that it would be a good idea to give me a blowjob at that time. "Good to hear it. Is Angela there? I need to speak to her," Angela's mother asked me. I looked down at Angela bobbing her head upon my shaft before replying, "Sorry Mrs Martin. Angela's a little busy right now. I'll get her to call you later though. Anyway, I was wondering if you would ((bring me a coke))." "Bring you a coke? Yes, I suppose I can do that. I'll be right over," she replied. I smiled for two reasons. Reason one: it had worked. Reason Two: Angela was still sucking my cock. I looked down at her. She was thoroughly enjoying it, perhaps even as much as I was. I watched as her tongue darted about, licking my cock and paying special attention to the tip. A minute and a half later and Chloe slammed open the door with a can of coke in her hand. "I'm going to kill you Alex you lazy bastard... Getting Mrs Martin to bring you a drink, seriously? Oh." She had noticed that Angela was sucking my cock. She seemed stunned and couldn't look away. I don't think she even noticed that she was staring. I smiled at the effect that we had had on her. My sister was pretty enough. Her breasts were a bit small but she more than made up for them with her personality. She was a very bubbly and outgoing person who could easily brighten the day when you were sad. And then there was that arse; she had a really nice, firm butt. Now, I'm not really an arse person, it's all about the tits, but honestly, I had spent some time fantasising about Chloe's. I think I've mentioned before that we were twins. I was just a little bit older and, despite annoying each other a huge amount at times, I got on pretty well with her. She was dressed similarly to Angela at the time, only instead of full length jeans she had on a miniskirt. I had a feeling that her choice of clothing was deliberate but somehow, I didn't think it was aimed at me. Although that didn't stop me enjoying the view she was giving as I admired her shaven legs. I could also see the tiniest glimpse of white panties. It was such a wonderful view. Even so, I wasn't enjoying the view as much as she was enjoying hers. I watched as her nipples grew hard at the sight of my cock and the attention that Angela was giving it. I could see her breathing fasten a little, her breasts heaving just that little bit more through her t-shirt. My breathing had also sped up as Angela bought me ever closer to my climax. Chloe was still looking at us, she was mesmerised. I managed a laughed through my breathing. "You can stand there staring all day if you like Chloe, I don't mind" I told her. It was the truth. Having my sister watching me receive a blowjob from the beautiful Angela was very arousing. She glared at me and threw the coke can at my face before turning around and walking to her bedroom. I caught the can with telekinesis and put it on the side. I then turned my attention back to Angela. She was taking me deep again now, licking her tongue all around my cock whenever it wasn't too far in. My mind wondered from Angela again and I found myself thinking about Chloe. I had a feeling that I knew what she was doing and I just had to take a peek. I extended my mind so that I could see what she could see. She was looking down at her pussy, watching herself fingering it. Her thoughts were of Angela sucking me off. Her breathing was increasing in speed rapidly now, mirroring my own. It was very weird to feel myself receiving a wonderful blowjob, whilst watching my sister masturbate from her own perspective. It made feel a little dizzy. I had noticed that my sister's pussy was hairy. I was dragged back to my own mind as I climaxed, launching a volley of cum into Angela's mouth. She swallowed what she could but some dripped out onto her face. I had an idea, I asked her not to clean it up, but to go and ask my sister if she needed any help with anything. I'm sure my sister would enjoy having Angela walk in on her at that moment. Angela left the room and I watched as she went into my sister's room. She didn't bother knocking and I heard a cry of surprise from my sister as Angela walked in. The door closed behind her, temporarily cutting of my view. I quickly willed myself into the mind of Angela. "...any help?" Angela had just finished asking my sister. Angela didn't seem at all fazed by Chloe's nakedness. She was actually getting aroused by it. I noticed that Chloe was still naked and sitting on the bed in exactly the same position. She had stopped masturbating as Angela walked in, but we had a clear view of her pussy and her finger which was still inside of it. She closed her legs and placed her arms over her breasts as she realised this, but Angela had already seen. "Oh, sorry. I didn't realise that you were masturbating," Angela said without any embarrassment. "Were you thinking of your brother or me?" Angela asked her after a pause Chloe was trying very hard not to look at Angela but did answer. "Both," she said. Her voice had come out as a mere whisper but she continued with a squeak, "Mainly you." I was a little surprised at her voice; it was just so not her. Every day she was always really confident at talking to anyone about anything. I guess it isn't every day you have to admit to a beautiful girl that you were "thinking" about her. I wasn't surprised that she had been though. I was her brother. I saw the way she looked at some of the girls. Angela smiled warmly at her, "Don't be shy about it Chloe. There is nothing to be afraid of. I don't mind" Chloe seemed to brighten a little at that, to regain some of her old confidence. Her voice was still just a whisper though. "You don't?" she asked. Chloe was seeking assurance. She needed to be told that it was all right, that everything was all right. "Nope, not at all. I'll tell you a little secret, it actually excites me," Angela whispered to her. Chloe turned red at the comment. Angela noticed this and let out a little laugh. "You have a beautiful body Chloe, don't be ashamed of it," she said to her. "I. I'm not ashamed," replied Chloe, avoiding Angela's gaze. "Really, you're not? Then why don't you show me it," asked Angela Chloe looked at her with surprise and firmly shook her head. She was ashamed. She didn't think that there was any way that her body could compare to Angela's. So I decided we needed to persuade her and, with some encouragement from Angela (and mostly from me), she agreed to show part of her body. She removed her arms from her breasts, allowing Angela to see them again. From this point of view it was clear that, although her breasts were small, they fitted in with the rest of her lean form well and they looked to be a good mixture between firm and soft. The nipples were still hard. She still refused to open her legs though. It was then that Chloe finally noticed the cum on Angela's face. "Err, Angela. You have something on your face," she informed her. Angela just laughed and licked it up. "Well, you know. Your brother can give a lot sometimes. It's hard to keep up with him." I could see the Chloe aroused by the obvious innuendo. I had detected the changes without needing to enter her mind. Despite having been thinking mainly of Angela, there was some feelings there for me. I knew that Chloe would not need much encouragement to open up to Angela so I told Angela that she could act on the thoughts that she had been having. Angela walked forward and sat down next to Chloe. To Chloe's happy surprise, Angela started to remove her own top, showing that she wasn't wearing a bra, and dropped it onto the floor. "If you have to show yours, it is only fair that I have to show mine," Angela reasoned. Something about the way she said it gave me the impression that she had done it before and I started looking through her memory. Eventually I found that Angela had seduced one of her friends in to having lesbian sex with her. I was intrigued and found out that whilst Angela considered herself to be bisexual, she was slightly more inclined towards guys. Chloe however, was a different story. I was reading her mind as well. I tell you, it wasn't easy to do that – two sets of emotions, two sets of thoughts, too much information. She had tried, ever so hard, not to look down at Angela's breasts. Tried and failed. They were just too close to her. Angela was just too beautiful for Chloe to resist the urges she had been denying for years. She glanced down at Angela's breasts. They were perfectly formed, just as Chloe wished that hers were. They didn't sag in the slightest but hung firm from Angela's chest with the nipples standing proudly at attention. Chloe wanted to touch them, but she just couldn't. She couldn't. Angela smiled at her, "so, I think that's a pretty good deal. Don't you?" Chloe was too mesmerised to speak and just nodded her head slightly. She was still looking at Angela's breasts. Angela looked down at her and sighed. She reached an arm around Chloe's shoulders and pulled her close, pushing Chloe's head onto her shoulder. The move took Chloe by surprise and she panicked a little at first, then she realised what was happening and began to melt into Angela. The tension in her legs started to relax with the rest of her body and they opened slightly. They sat there like that for a while, just enjoying being together. Both of them were anxious to move onto the next step, but Angela wanted Chloe to make the move. When it was clear to me that Chloe wouldn't, I did. I had Angela move her hand to Chloe's head. She made her head pivot so that Chloe's lips were in kissing distance and laid a quick peck upon them. "I've wanted to do that for so long," Angela told her. It was a half lie, she had wanted to kiss a girl again, but there had never been anything about it needing to have been Chloe. Chloe took her head from Angela's shoulder and looked at her with a sparkle in her eye and returned the kiss, just as softly. "So have I," Chloe confessed. Angela felt the kiss with delight, she was succeeding. Chloe had given into the desires that she felt. Angela knew that it was time. She kissed Chloe again. The kiss was just as soft at first, but it lasted unlike a quick peck. Chloe started to react almost immediately and began kissing her back, savouring the taste of her. Her eyes had closed and she was trembling a little. Angela broke the kiss and Chloe opened her eyes, panic was in them, maybe she had gone too far. Angela smiled at her. "So delicate," she murmured before kissing her again. This time the kiss was more intense and Chloe pushed her enthusiastic tongue into Angela's mouth where it started dancing. Angela had moved her hand down from Chloe's head and was now stroking along her upper arm. Chloe spoke to her, "Please Angela, I've wanted this for so long." Angela started kissing her again, a little more softly this time and rubbed Chloe's shoulder. Finally, she moved her hand to Chloe's breasts where it was wanted and started to caress her there. Chloe's arms were still quite idle as she enjoyed the kiss and the touch of Angela. The only movement coming from them was the clenching of her fists. Angela took hold of Chloe's hand and placed it onto her breast, encouraging Chloe to return the favour. Eventually Chloe plucked up the drive to take things into her own hands, well mouth. She broke the kiss she was giving to Angela and kissed her neck on the way to her breasts. She took one of Angela's nipples in her mouth as Angela let out a satisfied, "Ah". Angela's hand had made its way down to Chloe's stomach and she was now gently massaging it. Occasionally, her finger would rub lightly along the edge of Chloe's pubes. She kept it there for a minute as Chloe continued to suckle on each of her nipples in turn. Finally, she progressed past the hair and rubbed her finger along Chloe's outer pussy lips before inserting it to a long, drawn-out moan from Chloe. Chloe had stopped sucking Angela's nipples for the moan but returned to them soon after when Angela continued to slide her finger into her pussy. She was enjoying being masturbated by someone else for once, especially someone who she idolised so much. Angela inserted another finger into Chloe's pussy mustering another moan, this time it was stifled by Angela's breasts. To return the extra pleasure, Chloe gently bit the nipple with her teeth and Angela gasped. Chloe stopped sucking to look Angela in the eyes. There she saw passion, raw passion that needed contending with. She almost-reluctantly pulled away from Angela's breasts and started to unbutton her jeans. She succeeded and Angela removed her fingers from Chloe's pussy to help her pull them down and off from her. She was not wearing panties and so Chloe had a clear view of her pussy. "You shaved it," Chloe commented in awe, "I've never thought of doing that." Angela spread her legs to give Chloe a better view. "Well, what do you think of it?" Angela asked her. "It's beautiful and so damn hot," Chloe replied. "Thank you baby, maybe you should shave yours," Angela suggested. "Oh, I don't know. I'm not sure if it's quite me," Chloe didn't sound too sure. "Of course it's you. You said it yourself; it would look so much more beautiful. What else would be right for someone like you," Angela encouraged her. "Someone like me?" Chloe asked. "Someone beautiful of course. I know it, and Alex knows it. It's about time you knew it," Angela told her. Chloe beamed at the compliment, "Fine, I'll do it. But we need to finish up here first." Angela laughed and pulled Chloe on top of her, lying back on the bed as she did. They shared a kiss and Chloe started to grind her groin against Angela's, generating sharp moans from both of them. Angela let out a girlish giggle as Chloe started to turn around, positioning her pussy above Angela's head as she lowered her own face Angela's pussy. Chloe could smell the excitement. It was dripping from Angela, intoxicating and arousing her. She had to take a taste. Chloe may not have been experienced, and she may not have had my ability to cheat, but she more than made up for it with enthusiasm. She started to feverishly lap at Angela's pussy as she felt Angela's tongue doing the same to hers. It felt so good and so right. She was no longer ashamed of her body, or her feelings. She had decided that it was ok to love women, because they were so gentle, sweet and made you feel so good. Chloe had started to grind her pussy into Angela's face and continued to probe into Angela's pussy with her tongue. "Ooooh," Chloe moaned. Angela had bought her finger back into play and was now fingering her pussy as she licked her most sensitive spot. Chloe tried to return the treatment to Angela's clit, but she couldn't stop moaning or grinding and then she was orgasming. It hit her as Angela bit on her clit and forced two fingers into her pussy, causing her to take a sharp intake of breath. Suddenly, her whole body was shaking and she was moaning so loudly that I feared Mrs Martin could hear her next door. Her pussy clenched up around Angela's fingers preventing her from withdrawing them and her juices started to flow until Angela eagerly drank them all in. Power of the Mind Ch. 03-05 Then, just as suddenly as it had started, the orgasm stopped. She collapsed on top of Angela, still trembling from it. "Oh my god Angela," was all she managed though her breathing. She didn't wait for it to recover though; she still had a duty to carry out. She got up from above Angela and moved down to her pussy. There she set about returning the orgasm to Angela. There were no distractions now. It was just her and the pussy. She started lapping at it again, quickly bringing Angela back up to the heights that she was at before Chloe had orgasmed. She inserted a finger, then another, and then another until Angela's pussy was practically full. Chloe was sucking lustfully on her clit as Angela tried to force herself further onto the fingers inside of her. Chloe saw her chance and managed to slip another finger in. It wasn't easy for her to slide them in anymore so she resorted to wriggling them, but even this slight movement, combined with the continued action on her clit was enough to bring Angela to her orgasm and she unleashed her juices over Chloe's bed. Chloe just looked up at her triumphantly to see Angela smiling back at her. "Wow, you could give Alex a run for his money," Angela told her before sliding down the bed to hug and kiss her. "Time for a shower I think," said Chloe. "And a shave," Angela reminded her. "And a shave," Chloe confirmed it with a smile. Angela took Chloe's hand and led her, still naked across the hallway. Chloe saw me watching as she passed and I got a good view of her pussy myself. She smiled at me. "Now we're even," she called out as Angela led her into the bathroom. Angela caught my eye before closing the door and gave me a knowing smile. There was no way that we were even. I watched the door close and was so tempted to follow them in, but a glance around my room reminded me that I had work to do so I regrettably denied the urge. ***** Chapter 5 Most of the stuff in my room was old, second hand or broken. Dad had left when he found out that my mum was pregnant and we had never heard of him. Mum was working hard to make ends meet often juggling two jobs at once, but it was difficult. Most of the money she earned went towards paying bills or making sure that we got food on our plates. We had always had precious little to spend on non-essential things. Now, that was about to change. I had a plan, and now I had the ability to execute it. I used telekinesis to bring the phone book to me from the cupboard downstairs where it was stored. Once it got to me, I started browsing through it for some big brand names that I recognised. Once I found one, I would phone the number then instruct whichever worker was on the other side to put me through to the boss. After that, I convinced them that it would be a good idea to give me some money. I only took a relatively small amount from each company though, especially when you consider that some were earning billions each year. It wasn't enough that it would be missed, but when combined with similar scale amounts taken from other businesses it gave me a nice monthly income. It also provided me with some cash on hand. I would need it to buy new stuff. Well, Angela, Chloe and my mum would, I wasn't a big fan of shopping. I also had one other surprise planned. I waited until my mum got back from work that the evening before I broke it to them. My mum wasn't drop dead gorgeous but she was pleasant enough to behold and didn't look a day over thirty. Despite having thoughts about Chloe, I had and never would consider having sex with my mum, it just seemed different to me. I went downstairs as she opened the door and gave her a hug. This was unusual and she was suspicious, "What do you want now?" she asked me, jumping to her usual conclusion. "Nothing," I replied, "Just showing how much I love you." "Yea, yea. I know you're up to something. Spit it out," she replied. "Well, I have a surprise for you. It's a bit of a drive away though," I told her. "Honey, I've been working all day. Can't this wait till later?" she asked me. "Nope, it can't. Come on, you won't regret it." She sighed at me in disbelief. She clearly thought that she would but something made her walk back outside and got into my car which I had previously unlocked. I beckoned for Angela and Chloe to come as well. They had been waiting for me to do so and also didn't have any idea where we were going. Once they had passed me I closed the door and followed them into the car. The car was old like everything else but it was my pride and joy. It was a ford fiesta, the same one that I had been working on the day in the garage when I had first discovered my powers. I was amazed that it was still working. Despite that, I was planning on upgrading it now, a nice Lamborghini would be so much better. I rolled off of our drive and turned right at the first junction. I was heading into an area of town that we rarely visited. It was an upper class area, full of rich people. Originally, they were the envy of our family. Although now, they were all poor compared to what we had become. The houses here were nice - Large, detached houses from the Victorian era. Somehow they were all still in perfect condition. I drove past them all though. "Where are we going Alex?" asked Chloe. "You'll see little sister, you'll see," I replied Chloe bit back a sharp retort. She didn't like being called little sister. I caught her mouthing something to Angela in the rear view mirror, probably "three minutes" I thought. We turned off from the main road and passed into a road that we would have missed if I didn't already know it was there. It was a small road with hedges on either side and led out of town and into the countryside. After about fifteen minutes driving, during which the women had taken a hundred guesses for where we were going, I turned the last corner and we reached our destination. None of their guesses had even got close. Large iron gates barred the way in front of us. The gates were made of snaking pieces of metal that went on to form a coat of arms in the middle where they joined. It was hard to see what was on the coat of arms in the poor daylight. Too either side of the gates were stone pillars and resting upon these were two marble lions. They had to be recent additions as they had hardly been weathered at all. The gates opened automatically as we approached them, I had already acquired the wonderful piece of technology that allowed them to recognise me. I drove slowly through them and along the long, gobble stone driveway that led into the estate. It was wide enough to fit a lorry across it. To either side of us, gardens spread out full of wonderful smells and vibrant colours. I looked at each of my passengers. The same gobsmacked look was on each of them. "This place is huge," Angela commented. I carried on driving into the estate proper and the gates silently closed behind us. I knew that each of my passengers was now absorbing the view of the main thing in the estate – the house. Perhaps I should actually call it a castle. It was huge. It had been built back in the 1600s for some duke and was still in pristine condition. Large stone steps led up to the massive door which was also automatic to prevent injury when opening it. Where the steps ended, the wall began and you could follow it up past three levels of magnificence before you could see the crenellations along the edge of the roof. Despite its old look the building had been fully modernised. It was equipped with all of the latest gadgets and technology. Around the back was a heated indoor-outdoor swimming pool with a hot tub. It had a roof that could be retracted in summer and replaced when the British weather takes a turn for the worst. Of course, you could also go swimming in the lake or take a horse from the stables along the nearby country routes. In the basement of the castle there was a state of the art gym, a massive wine collection and a small home theatre. Elsewhere there were thirteen large bedrooms, a main reception hall and a massive dining room with seating for twenty people around a long table. There was also a games room and a large library. The estate was truly splendid and managed to perfectly merge the old with the new. "So Alex, what are we doing here?" asked my mum as I pulled up outside the castle. I didn't answer. I just stepped out of the car, went to the boot and withdrew a briefcase. I then beckoned for the others to follow me and led them towards a well-dressed man in a charcoal suit that was waiting at the top of the steps. I shook hands with him as I reached him. He spoke to me in a very posh accent, "Good day Mr Wilson. I trust that you had a pleasant journey. I am Mark Thatcher, the butler. Please come inside. The earl is waiting for you." He didn't have to say it but I knew that he didn't think much of someone who drove a tatty ford fiesta and wore rather simple clothes. It was written all over his face and I could hear the undertone in his voice. Still, people's opinions could change so easily. I followed Mark into the building and then into the reception room. I knew how the others would feel right now. They would feel exactly the same way I had earlier – like they didn't belong there in their tatty jeans and simple t-shirts. As I had been told the earl was waiting for me. He was an elderly man but still active and a little eccentric. He was known to hold some pretty wild parties from time to time. He was sitting at the time at a table and had a look about him that spoke of importance. If you saw him in the street, you would instantly take your hand out of the cookie jar and turn the other way or else bow down before him. "Mr Wilson, it is a pleasure once again," he said "No sir, the pleasure is still mine. This is my family - my mum, Louise, my sister Chloe and Angela. She's sort of my girlfriend," I told him beckoning to each of them in turn. "Sort of girlfriend hey?" He said winking at me, "The delights of young love. You have the money?" "Yep, two million pounds up-front and the rest will arrive to you through the methods we discussed," I said laying the briefcase in front of him and opening it to show the money. My mother let out a gasp as she saw it, a gasp that was reflected in both Chloe and Angela. I honestly thought that my mum was going to faint. The earl though was not shocked by it however his eyes did glow when he saw it. Even to someone as important as him, money was how the world went round. "Jesus Christ bro," Chloe said in astonishment, "what'd you do? Rob a bank?" I smiled at her and nodded to Angela. "Ask me again later huh," it wasn't a question The earl studied the money and we waited in silence. After a minute seemed satisfied and beckoned to Mark who procured some documents from his inside pocket before handing them to the earl. "That seems to be in order. These documents entitle you to my estate; all you have to do is sign them." The earl spoke as he signed his name upon them using a gold pen. He then handed the documents over to me along with the pen. I read through them, "Including your earl-ship?" I asked him He hesitated a little, almost in reluctance but took a breath and confirmed, "Yes. Including my earl-ship and all privileges associated with it." I finished reading the documents, and satisfied that they were correct, I added my signature. He picked up the briefcase, nodded at me and said, "Earl Alex Wilson, Unling Castle is now yours. Enjoy it." He then nodded at me and left the room, the castle and the life that he had known. I almost felt sorry for him before remembering that he had made the decision to sell up. I had not forced him to make the decision. As soon as he had left, I dismissed Mark asking him to see that dinner was being prepared. Immediately I was swamped by the three women. "Earl?" "This place is yours? Ours?" "Omg, I love you Alex" The last was said by Angela. I looked at her.I didn't know how strong the friendship I had created between us was, but I'm pretty sure it was just a spur of the moment feeling, a reaction to what had happened. I was too damn happy right then to think about it, I had succeeded in making everyone that I cared about happy. Finally, when they gave me room to breathe, Angela asked the question I had been waiting for, "So Alex, will you tell us what this is all about now?" "Yes. Yes I will," I replied.