Author's note: I want to thank Pearl for her words of wisdom and her help in editing this story. The first time I ever had an editor and her feedback was greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy this continuation of the Mental Telepathy tale.
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John rose from the bed and slipped quietly from under the blankets. He padded Almost silently down the hall to the kitchen, his mouth parched, his lips dry to the point of cracking. He reached up to the cupboard to grab a cup, his favorite plastic cup, one large enough to hold more than a can of soda but not too large. The one he had gotten for free at the fast food place so many years ago, the one with Cartoons on the side. He poured it almost full with orange juice and walked quietly back to his bedroom to sit in the arm chair there.
He couldn't believe what had been happening to him and he wondered if it had, in fact, happened or had been just one fantastic wet dream. Nancy was still sleeping quietly in his bed, her soft silky hair draped over her face and she snored softly. He couldn't understand how she could snore "cutely" but she managed it. She looked so peaceful and just the fact that she was there proved what had been happening. He was still looking for the flaw in his newfound powers, could it be just a bunch of coincidences? He knew it wasn't. His real fear now was being able to control it. He knew he couldn't and wondered if he'd ever get it under control. He'd always had a more than just active imagination and reality always paled in comparison. Nancy rolled over and he watched her eyes open slowly, slightly out of focus, he was fascinated, watching the woman he had fantasized about so many times, seeing for the first time her waking routine. Her eyes slowly lost that glassy eyed, slightly askew drifting off to know where appearance as she looked at him, a hint of a smile played at the corner of her lips.
"hi" she said in a shy subdued tone of voice.
"Let me guess, we're not going to work today either huh?" He asked her. He watched the momentary panic cross her face as she searched for the clock and then she laughed. She had a delightful laugh, something he wanted to hear more of.
"It's Saturday, we don't have to work today" she said with the laughter still in her voice.
"What do you want to do today?" John asked with trepidation in his voice. He wanted to revel in this woman, with such a youthful spirit that he wanted to know more. He was terrified that she'd want to leave, he was afraid to be with his thoughts.
"I want to help you learn control today..." her meaning obvious.
Now it was his turn to laugh. "I've had the same thought patterns for my whole life and you're going to change them in one day?"
"No, but at least I can find out what you think about... We can learn to control it Over time sweets..." and that smile that just melted him played once again at her lips. She slid up the bed a little and turned slightly to prop the pillows under her head. As she turned the sheet slid lower on her chest, almost but not quite revealing her breast to him, drawing his attention. He knew he'd never get enough of this woman. As he thought about how soft her breasts were, soft to the touch but with a firmness under the skin, he couldn't help but remember how her nipple grew when he took her into his mouth last night. As he watched, her nipple became visible under the sheet.
"John! You're incorrigible!" her words told him to stop but the look on her face told him it felt good to her. He continued to think about her nipple, her firm breast and began to fantasize about taking her breast into his hand and gently kneading it, with his hand squeezing gently, her nipple pressing against his palm.
"That feels wonderful" she said in a voice full of air, "but... we've gotta go, we've got things to do, come on."
"I told you I couldn't control it" John said as he shook his head to try to clear the images from his mind, but try as he might he just couldn't quite do it. His mind's eye saw his hand sliding over her breast, leaning down to take her nipple in his mouth, trapping the nipple gently between his lips as his tongue worked the nipple from side to side in his mouth.
"noooo John, we really have to get going... oh that feel so wonderful" Nancy whispered as she settled back against the pillows. "I wish I knew how you do that... ohhh we really ohhh!" she exclaimed as John's imaginary hand slid lower the feeling of her sparse pubic hair in his mind. John was fascinated as she slid lower on the bed, her legs opening under the sheets and her hips began to move just slightly. John's mind image felt his imaginary finger slide between her nether lips. Even though he was sitting in the chair across the room he could actually feel the moisture as it seeped showing her excitement. He could feel her clit rise, growing in length and hardness as her excitement began to take over her body. "ahhhhhh, oh, don't stop... ohh John..." Her arms were straight out from her sides, her breasts jiggling with the movement of her hips, her hands clenching handfuls of sheet as she opened herself completely to his gaze as his telepathic manipulation of her clit continued. "John, ohhh, what about... unnngf! What about you...?" she managed to spit out between groans as she felt the pleasure waves building. "you're... ohh you're going to make me... ohhh I'm going to cummmm" and John continued his attack on her clit, gently rubbing it in small circles as he watched her from across the room. He watched as her head went back forcing her breasts to rise as her back arched off the bed. He gazed at her long hardened nipples as she thrust, her eyes rolling back into her head, her legs bent at the knees as wide as she could get them. He could actually watch the pleasure waves coursing through her body as she began to grunt rhythmically. He watched as her stomach contracted, her legs shuddered and her breast became taut with the tension of release.
"Ohhh! Ahhhh! Oh god oh god oh god" she chanted as she came with a force she had never considered possible. The pleasure of the feelings in her body compounded with the erotic image she knew she presented. She abandoned control as she sunk into a sea of pleasure, the most erotic vision John had ever witnessed. John slowed his mental stimulation of Nancy's clit as she began to settle down. "Ohhh! GOD! What a away to wake up in the morning... Oh John... What are you... OH! Ah! What are you doing to me?" she cried as John imagined first one finger then two fingers sliding into her moist and juicy pussy. He could feel his fingers getting wet and loved the sensation of the slippery lubrication that he could feel on his skin. He could feel the little clump of rough skin just inside, towards the top, inflamed from her recent release and he concentrated his thoughts on the spot. Her legs flew open once again dragging the sheet to the side so he could sit there and see her entire nudity as he rubbed his palm on her clit while his fingers played a gentle tattoo on her G spot.
"Ohhh God!!! John! Ohhhh... I'm going... ohhh I'm going to cum... unnnnnngf... again! Ohhhh losing it... ohhhh losing control..." and with that she let go and had a deep wonderful G spot orgasm, a deeper orgasm, an orgasm similar to the difference between a guitar and a bass, the waves of pleasure being longer and deeper, moving her to the depths of her core. John watched as a small burst of slightly milky fluid flowed from between her lips. He watched mesmerized and her pussy contracted and pushed, each time emission of the fluid, timed with the contractions of her stomach.
Her breasts appeared rock hard her nipples their steely peaks, pebbles of pink flesh, he just couldn't control himself any more and slowly crept across the room to take one of them in his mouth. Her hand finally unclenched to come up and rub the hair on the back of his head as he suckled gently, the tension slowly leaving her body as he held her gently stroking her skin, feeling for real this time her nipple against his palm.
"Ohhhhhh John... that was the most incredible feeling I have ever had..." Her body was covered by a thin sheen of sweat, her legs still twitching in her post orgasmic glow, she laid back and let John feel her body. She was as soft and as firm as his mind had imagined. She finally rolled over and stared him in the eye. John felt as if she was looking into his soul and found it slightly disconcerting. She smiled and leaned forward to lightly kiss his lips. Her lips separated to take his lower lip into her mouth a gentle sucking pressure as her tongue slid over it. The kiss wasn't the deep me-Jane-you-Tarzan kiss he expected but was one of the most sensuous erotic kisses John had ever been the recipient of. "I'm going to take a shower" Nancy said as she slipped from the bed, "then we have to go to my place so I can get a change of clothes" John had an awesome view of her ass as she padded to the shower... "John! Now Stop it!" she said and she let loose with another peal of that fabulous laugh as the shower door closed behind her. "Go watch something on TV or something..."
