Powers of the Mind

Note: all are over the age of 18, And the story is entirely fictional.

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So I was in high school. One of those kids who, for whatever reason hadn't gotten much action. I wasn't bad looking or chubby by any means. Hell, I even had a 6 pack. I had just fallen into that "friend" category. You know how it is. I didn't smoke, but I got along fine with the kids who did. Lucky for me, my parents weren't home much.

It was a day in late winter/ early spring, and prom was coming up. I had a bad first half of the day. First, there was an American History test on the reading I hadn't read. I flunked it. Then, I was late getting to homeroom, and my teacher marked me tardy. I had to serve detention after school now. Then, I fell asleep in my next class. The teacher didn't give me a detention, but he made me stay after class (I had a lunch next, and I didn't want a second detention.... Then, I missed my friends. (Most of them smoked, so when some of them went out to smoke, the rest of us would go somewhere.)

But then, I walked into a kid I hadn't seem in a while. He was kind of nerdy, but very smart. And I mean REALLY smart. He could have skipped a dozen grades if he wanted to, but since he was really small, HE had decided against it. (didn't want to be picked on by kids in college).And that was when he was 6. I was nice to him, so I suppose he considered me a friend.

"How are you doing Evan?" the kid asked.

"Not so well. You?" I asked trying to remember his name.

"Your boy Greg over here is doing great." So that's what his name was. "I was theorizing on ways to remyelinate the various axons and dendrites, and I have it. You see, the key is creating a non-phospholipid lipid capable of breaching the blood brain..." (at the word brain I finally got a clue he was talking about something in neuroscience) "And moreover, there is a Zero point Zero- Three-Seven percent chance that the emergent properties of such will produce, in addition to heightened intelligence and reaction speed, psychic powers of varying degrees—"

Cutting in, I said, "Wait! Did you say physic powers?"

Greg said, "Yeah, but the chance is almost nil. The important part is that if this truly remyelinates, then this will cure most neurological diseases. Also, it will make everyone smarter."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Greg smirked, "Ahh, that's the thing. I have no access to somebody who would allow me the money to test on animals. I was wondering if you were interested. At a minimum, I am 99.9979% certain that it will remyelinate and increase your intelligence and reflexes. And there is no chance that it will harm you. So how about it?"

I thought about it. A little extra brain power sure would help me. Plus that psychic stuff. If he said it was possible, then it was. I asked, "What did you mean by psychic powers?"

"Well, basically, the increased brain power so to speak might enable your mirror neurons to--"

I cut in, "So that I can understand it."

Greg said, "Thought reading to mind control with the possibility for you to create electrical surges depending. Or it could just be an increased awareness of people's emotions. It's highly unlikely. You shouldn't worry about it."

Making my decision, "Ok, I am in. What do I have to do?"

"Just meet me outside the Chemistry lab at the end of school. I will hand you the solution, and you can drink it. Get there quickly so you won't miss the bus."

I was taking the late bus home because of my DT, but he didn't know about that. "See you then. I need to go now."

At the end of the day, I made my way to the chem lab. I saw Greg and he motioned me inside. There was an Erlenmeyer flask filled with a slightly bluish liquid in his hand. He handed it to me. "Drink this, but don't let the teacher see you. It's against the rules to drink or eat off of lab equipment or in here."

I took the flask from him, turned my back to the teacher, and drank. After a few nervous minutes, it was finished. "How soon until it takes affect?" I asked.

"Anywhere from about 30 minutes to a week, but probably overnight."

"Cool. Thanks for this."

Greg said, "No, it's me who should be thanking you. This will help me out tremendously in my research. Well, you better get going, don't want to miss the bus." And with that, we parted.

I went to detention. I had nothing better to do, so I started doing my math homework. I got stuck on the second problem. It was something about matrices. I tried to go to the next one, but I couldn't do that one either. Then, after half an hour or so, something clicked. I just did the problem. And then, the rest of the homework. It all made sense. I was amazed. Then I realized that it must be that thing that Greg had given me to drink.

I wondered if I had gotten psychic powers. I looked around the room, trying to read people's thoughts. There was this girl I knew, Rachel; cute, a tease and a bit of a druggie. I had known her since middle school, when she had moved into my neighborhood. She had short cropped, dyed hair. When she had dressed up for Halloween... Lets just say wow.

Right then, she was wearing high-heels, a red plaid miniskirt, and a coat over a white button up shirt. I didn't know how to read minds, so I just kind of stared at the back of her head.

Nothing happened. So I stared some more. Then, I heard "I really could go for a cig right after I get out of here." I looked around, but I was sure that nobody else had heard anything. I was sure this was thought reading. I stared at the back of her head and waited.

'This is so boring. Damn rules. I'm glad this is my last DT.' I knew this was it.

I decided I would try to see what kind of mind control I had. I thought at her (if that makes any sense) 'Your ass is really itchy.' Just for kicks.

To my surprise, she started to wiggle, then scratch her butt. I almost burst out laughing.

I wanted to see how much power I had so I thought at her 'Your ass is no longer itchy. You no longer want a cig. After DT ends, you will go ride the late bus home with Evan' (that's me by the way) 'You will talk to him. When you talk to Evan, you will get very horny. Also, you will always tell him the truth. You will want to tell him everything close to what he asks about, but you won't ramble on .' When I had finished, she wasn't scratching her ass any more.

When detention ended, I got up and went out to the busses. Rachel caught up to me and asked, "Hey, sup?"

"Not much. You?"

"Well, I was going to go smoke, but I decided I wanted to go on the bus right now." So that's how she perceived it. She seemed to be answering my questions fully and honestly so I decided to ask something risky.

"How is your love life?"

She blushed. "I'm single. I broke up with my boyfriend two weeks ago, and to be honest, I'm kind of looking for somebody to go out with. I don't like staying single for this long."

*'You will not get back together with your boyfriend nor will you start going out with anybody, or be intimate with anybody unless it is Evan, the guy standing before you. When you get on the bus you will sit in the back (away from everyone) with Evan, and you will start feeling really hot and get the strong desire to take off your clothes.*

I didn't see anything change about her, but I was sure she got the message.

We got on the bus. Rachel said, "Let's go sit in the back where nobody else is."

"Fine with me," I said.

As she walked down the bus in front of me, I noticed that she slipped a hand into her shirt briefly. I knew she was getting horny.

We were near the back when an idea struck me.

*You are going to drop your books right now, when you bend over to pick them up, you will not bend your knees.*

She dropped her books. As she bent over at the waist, I could see that she was wearing a red thong. Around the thong, I saw the rose bud of her ass. I am not an ass man, but I know a fine ass when I see one. Her ass was smooth and round and it looked very firm.

In her high heels, I could really admire her legs. They were nice. Long and well toned. Just the sight of them was me getting horny; but I just sat back and admired the view. My cock was hard.

When she finished picking up her books, she walked a little and quickly sat down. Then, she said, "Sit with me," and patted the seat. I sat down with her.

We talked about nothing. Soon she told me that she was really hot and asked if I minded if she take off her coat and unbutton a few buttons. I told her it was fine with me.

She unbuttoned her top button, and then the next one revealing a pair of full C cups. 'Hot damn!' I thought as I became really horny. I needed to fuck her. I was really glad that my parents wouldn't be home for another three hours. The bus was almost at my stop. Thinking quickly, I used my new powers:

*You will insist that you get off the bus with Evan and go into his house with him. Once there, you will go into a bathroom and take off your bra and thong. Then, you will find him and

make him very horny. Pleasuring Evan will turn you on, so you will do your best.*

As I got up to get off at my stop, Rachel pressed up against me and said, "Please let me come into your house," I could feel her nipples were hard and her tits were firm through me shirt. "I really need to—"

I responded, "That's fine. I get off here." I was so horny right now, that if my stop hadn't been for another 5 minutes, I would have fucked her right on the bus.

We got off the bus and quickly got inside. Rachel asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

"Right there." I said pointing to the bathroom. She quickly went over and shut the door. I walked into the kitchen.

I heard the door to the bathroom open, and Rachel called, "Where are you?"

"Over here in the kitchen."

I heard the click of her heels as she made her way over to where I was. She walked into the kitchen and looked around. "This is a nice place you got."

*You like it when Evan looks at you. It turns you on. You like it when he thinks dirty thoughts about you and you will talk dirty to him. You want to show him your body. You want to seduce him. And if he tells you to do anything, you will obey him.*

She walked up to me. And, facing me, she bent over in that way where I could see her full tities almost hanging out of her shirt. I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and her hard nipples were pressed against the thin white fabric of her shirt. It was hot. I felt like fucking her right then, but held myself back.

"I'm so hot and horny," she said, rubbing herself through her miniskirt with one hand. "I just need to loosen up this shirt," With that, she unbuttoned a few more buttons. Her tities were rubbing together and they looked like they would come tumbling out at any time.

She stood bolt upright and her tities bounced out of her shirt briefly. Her nipples were small but erect.

"Ooh, but it's really hot in here." Her eyes were looked with mine. She glanced down and unbuttoned all of her buttons but a middle one. Then she planted her hands on her hips. Here nipples were just barely hidden by the thin fabric of her shirt, which wasn't really hidden.

She leaned forward, her tities falling out of her shirt, looked me straight in the eyes, kissed me softly on the lips while her hand reached out to my waist. Then, breaking the kiss she said, "You seem hot," then, licking her lips suggestively said, "why don't I help you out of your pants."

Then, with one deft movement, she unbuttoned and unzipped my genes. She stepped closer, kissed me again, and pulled my genes down. My now very hard cock sprung out of its confinement. "You seem up for some fun" (iit was corny but) I blushed. My rock hard cock was pushing at her plaid skirt. She kissed me deeply this time, with plenty of tongue. Breaking the kiss she stepped back, turned around and bent over slightly.

Taking my hand, she unbuttoned the last button. She pushed her ass back against me, and my cock rubbed against her very moist pussy. She bent down and removed her shirt. Then, taking one of my hands, she rubbed her pussy. She brought the other to her mouth, and began sucking on two of my fingers. While sucking on my fingers, she looked into my eyes, positioned my cock at the wet entrance of her pussy, and said, "Fuck me hard like the little slut I am. That's how I like it!"

With that, she bent over and thrust back into me. It was sweet release as I entered her cunt. She moved my one hand to her pussy as she continued to suck on my right hand. I thrusted back into her ass she began to moan. "You like fucking your little slut hard!?" she yelled.

"Fuck yeah!" I roared.

As I fucked her standing up, her miniskirt rode up to reveal her perfect ass, and my wet dick fucking her tight cunt.

She moved my rigtht hand down to her nipple; I moved my left hand to her other breast. Then, I began fondling her firm perky tits with both hands. A moan of pleasure escaped her.

I moved my hands to her shapely hips as she said, "I'm about to cum, fuck my doggie-style."

"I'm going to cum inside you, you little slut. You want my hot jizz in you?" I barely managed in my ecstasy.

"I want your spunk inside me now!" She moaned.

I fucked my slut hard as she came. She had a mind blowing orgasm as her whole body shook; as her cunt shook and pulled, I came to. Her legs gave way as she went to her knees.

She was noe on her hands and knees as I fucked her from behind. She moaned, "I can feel your jizz inside of me."

I pulled on her hair as she begged me to fuck her harder.

I pistoned in and out whilst admiring her perfect body. I could feeling my orgasm drawing neer. I told her "I'm going to cum again."

"Wait!" she exclaimed. As my cock slid out of her, she turned around and said, "I want to suck your cock. I need your cum in my mouth."

Damn, it was sexy watching this slut, in only a really short skirt,(her high heels came off when I was fucking her doggie style) beg on her knees to suck my cock.

Of course I let her.

She looked up at me as she grabbed the shafted of my cock and opened her mouth wide.

"Oh no," I said, "No hands. You will keep your hands behind your back as though they were handcuffed together."

She dutifully put her hands behind her and clasped them together. This caused her already large tits to stand out from her chest.

She opened her mouth and covered the head of my cock with her lips. She made eye contact as she played with the head of my cock with her tongue. 'The things this girl can do...' I thought.

"Like how you taste on my cock?" I asked her.

She nodded, grinned, snd then moaned slightly.

Then, Rachel began to make her way down my 8 inch shaft as her lips covered more and more of it.

When the head of my cock hit the back of her throat, I felt her gag, but she didn't pull back.

She looked up into my eyes as she forced my cock down her throat. It felt amazing-- my thick cock buried in Rachel's tight wet throat. My balls rested against her chin.

There was a loud slurping sound, kind of like when the last bit of water goes down the drain in the tub, as she pulled back. I felt the head of my cock rub against her tongue as she pulled back.

She tried to say something but couldn't with my thick meat in her mouth. She moved her head back unyil only a strand of saliva connected my dick to her mouth.

With a foxy smile, Rachel began, "God! Your cock feels so good back there. I want you to fuck my throat cause I'm a slut. I'm your little slut, No! I'm your bitch. Fuck my face!"

Who was I to refuse a babe like Rachel?

I bunched her dyed hair up in my two fists like a pair of handle bars.

In a sultry voice, Rachel dirty talked me, "Thats it baby. Your slut likes it like that." With that, she grinned and opened her mouth wide.