Chapter 2 - Oral Sex.
"Are you gonna come over after school today?" Elizabeth asked me in the hallway at school.
"Yeah, we've got that chemistry test coming up," I said with a wink.
"I'll see you then," she said.
It had been two days since I had gazed up Elizabeth's naked body and we gave each other hand jobs. I hadn't been able to think of anything but getting the opportunity to be with her again. I could only sense and influence her feelings when I was in close proximity to her, and tried to influence her as much as possible whenever I saw her, at school, her house, or wherever. It was becoming easier for me to manipulate Elizabeth's desires. I didn't seem to take as much concentration or as much time to imprint my thoughts on her. Part of it was that I was getting better at connecting with her, but another part of it was that my imposed desires and feelings were seeming to become permanently imprinted on her.
I kept pushing her to be as horny, if not more so, than I was. I was also imposing upon her, a desire to please me above all others, including herself. Furthermore, I was also making her fall totally in love with me. All of these desires weren't difficult to imprint on her because she was already feeling them to a certain extent. I was merely making them stronger and more intense.
When I arrived at her house that afternoon, she answered the door naked. I also been influencing her to be an exhibitionist. I filled her with the desire to seek appreciation and lustful admiration from me every time I came into contact with her. I made her want my stares up her skirt, my gaping looks her figure, and my attention to her as a sexual person. As smart as she was, she figured out how to get it. She teased, acted helpless like a vulnerable little girl, and took on a wanton willingness to display herself.
"Do you like?" she asked
"I love it," I answered.
Elizabeth was an extremely sexy woman disguised as a future librarian. She was an awkward, geeky girl who was very hot when she thought and acted like she was hot. I loved everything about her.
"Do you like my breasts?" she asked.
"Your breasts are very sexy, Elizabeth." I loved her breasts. They were small, but her nipples were quite long when she was aroused, with dark conical areolas about the size of a quarter that were mounded and firm. She pranced around while rubbing and pinching those long nipples.
"Not too small?" she asked.
"The size doesn't matter. I like the way they're shaped and the dark area around them."
"Oh! I need you to touch them," she said leaning down to me, with her chest thrust forward. I reached up and gingerly took a nipple between each thumb and forefinger. I squeezed very gently. "Mmm, that's nice. Pinch them harder and pull on them too."
I figured I was pulling and pinching her nipples hard enough to hurt, but she seemed to love it, moaning in pleasure as I continued to play with them.
"I want to give you a special treat," she said. "Come here and sit down," she said pointing to the couch.
I sat and she danced around naked, obviously getting a kick out my wide-eyed admiration. She put her ass in my face, and bent over touching her feet and giving me a view of her sexy little package from behind and underneath. She faced me again, and put one leg on the couch and began stroking her slit with her middle finger. Sensing the feelings going through her mind was intoxicating. Her desire to show off was just enough to overcome her shyness. I could sense spikes of arousal when she exposed her most intimate areas to me while at the same time feeling self conscious. Her feeling of vulnerability was exquisite, and made her sensations that more intense.
My penis began to throb against my shorts. She finally stopped directly in front of me, and was a vision clad in nothing but her naked flesh. Putting her hands on her hips, she pushed pubic area forward, right into my face. Her flat stomach enhanced the vision of her mound just in front of me.
