Happy on one hand, and terrified on the other, I dropped off the sample and sped home. It was Friday, let Elizabeth clean up the mess. Driving home I brooded still over how to control the projection of thoughts. I needed to shield my thoughts, block them before they spread across the ether. Having considered the tinfoil cone, a helmet and a garland of garlic cloves, I decided that the answer had to be in my own brain; my brain had to generate its own shield.
Getting comfortable on the floor of my living room, I tucked myself into a lotus position and began to empty my mind. Feeling the rhythm of regular breathing, I began to imagine a sphere surrounding my brain; it was billowy, opaque and blue. Lights and lighting seemed to pulse inside the sphere, but didn't emerge. The image seem to hold; it was holding. For some time I sat contemplating and strengthening the image.
All of sudden someone knocked at my door and my concentration was startled. In my imagination I saw a pool of light emerge from the sphere aimed directly at the door. The light disappeared through the door and bounced back to the sphere. I knew, I just knew that the old lady from next door, was standing there.
So that is how it works, my head nodded. Breaking the trance but holding the image of the blue sphere in my head, I answered the door. It was the Mrs. Mann and she had broken a lightbulb off in the socket, could I get it out for her?
Crisis resolved and the image floating in my head, I showered and began to clean the apartment for my evening's tryst. The doorbell rang and I realized that I had lost track of time. I leapt for the door and damn near tore it off the hinges opening it in my excitement. And there stood Jenn, more of a walking wet dream than I remembered this morning. Her legs were lean and her eyes were bright. I took her by the waist, stepped up to her and planted a kiss on her lips. My springer sprung a hard one and the blue image vanished from my thoughts.
"Can I just wallow in your curves?" I mumbled to myself. She giggled, pushed the bag between us and announced she brought Chinese food instead of going out. My cock subsided and I sought the image again trying to get control.
The blue sphere re-emerged behind my eyes, glowing brighter that ever and it seemed to be spinning. "Hey," Jenn broke in, "are you daydreaming in there or do I simply overload your circuits?" She had a devilish grin on her face.
"Well, I am hungry to eat, ah, something," I replied, trying to look innocent. She cupped my face with her free hand, told me I was sweet, and marched off to the kitchen. One touch of her hand and I had a tenting problem in my pants.
I forced myself to eat dinner while we talked and made eyes at each other across the table. I was at half mast in my pants but holding it together somehow in my head; I could taste more the anticipation in the air than the food on the plate. "How long can you hold back?" I questioned of Jenn in my mind. In my imagination I saw a point of light emerge from the blueness and shoot like an arrow directly between her eyes. Damn, more than mere illusion, I saw that light fly with my eyes open!
Jenn blinked once. She stood up, came around the table and as I pushed back my chair, she straddled me and sat in my lap. I cupped her face and brought our lips to together. Her tongue snaked into my mouth, and the sphere behind my eyes shattered in a blaze of light that engulfed us both. I was an animal in heat and she responded in kind. Grabbing her waist, I stood up and she wrapped her legs around me. I could feel her heat against my cock as I carried her to the bedroom.
I threw her on the bed and we began to dry fuck through our clothes while our tongues swirled. Her hips were rocking and I was rolling with the friction when her hand pressed my shoulder back and she whispered that we had plenty of time and lots to do. Her legs were still locked behind me as I unbuttoned Jenn's blouse and uncovered her bra. I popped the front clasp with two hands and pulled back the cups to reveal her pink nipples. I gently rubbed her nips to tautness with my palms and she began to coo and rub her breasts in circles against the soft middle of my hands.
Her stomach was a flat board that bent into soft ripples of muscle as she leaned up to unbutton my shirt. She released her legs and brushed aside my hands from her breasts as she came up, and began to suck on one of my nipples, and then the other. Her hands flicked open my pants and pushed down my underwear. She moved southward and taking my stiff dick in her hand spoke to it softly saying: "I remember you." Jenn kissed the head of cock sending shivers up my spine. She gave the head a big slurp, cradled my balls with a gentle squeeze and sat up.
Jenn shrugged off her blouse and bra, and her large breasts stood at attention, defying gravity as her nipples pointed straight out. She undid her skirt and in one swift move, pulled her skirt and panties off. She leaned back and smirked at me: "What do you want?" I went to my knees and began to kiss her from her neck to her stomach, choosing the valley between her breasts and ignoring the nipples. Jenn's stomach tensed as I teased her bellybutton with my tongue and moved down into her little scruff of public hair.
