Hi Guys Sanpeux here again with Chapter 2. This was the only fully completed chapter I had done, even chapter 1 I had to polish off before posting here.
I will probably be posting periodically, I have a few more ideas and one more completed chapter that needs a little polishing before posting.
Again normal disclaimers apply, everyone in this story is over 18.
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Taylor was bored, maths was always a very dull class. While he was very smart, he didn't have to strain himself to much in trying to figure out the answer. He could just always peek into people's head, find out what everyone was thinking and use that to form an answer to any question.
It was now Taylor second week in this new school, he had a lot of fun in the short amount of time. Next to him sat Natalie, his new friend. She gave him short glances before she turned back to her work. Taylor couldn't blame her, she had given him everything last night. He didn't need to peek into her mind to know her arse was still hurting.
Taylor maths teacher Victoria was ending the lesson, the bell for end of period would be in a few moments. Every time he turned to write something down, Victoria gaze lingered on him. He would not have known if it was for his powers, the ability to have a general sense of what a person was doing was a great advantage to him.
Still she wouldn't gaze so intensely at him, if Taylor hadn't raised her attraction to him. This was his third class with her, he planted thoughts into her mind and images of what he would do to her in the future.
The lesson ended, the whole class scrambled up to leave. Victoria rushed out homework for everyone to do as they left, Taylor waited a moment at the door. He gave Victoria one last impulse, he would make her masturbate during her free period.
By the time he got to actually fucking her, she would be dripping. But that was for at least another week, he was after all playing the long game with her.
Taylor shut the door to give her some privacy and followed Natalie tight arse to his next lesson.
They turned a corner and headed down a section called the Art wing, Natalie quickly head into one of the classrooms. But Taylor stopped and stared at the woman standing outside the door.
She was a redhead, her long hair reached the small of her back. It also cascaded down her face obscuring one eye, she emphasized her features with her red lipsticks. The woman wore a form fitting blouse, showcasing her prominent breasts. A loose skirt, with a lighter shade of blue ended just below her knees. Her outfit was finished off by a pair of large brown boots.
Taylor wanted her. So very much.
The intense gaze on her face, the sultry look. It completed was the package, of someone that needed to be fucked.
"You must be Taylor, the new student. I am Marisa Teruma, your Arts and Crafts teacher." Marisa said, her voice sounding very alluring to Taylor.
"Yes, my name is Taylor." Taylor said, with a brief mental prompted he took her hand in his and kissed it. "A pleasure to meet you."
Marisa blinked, it seemed that action surprised her a little. Taylor jumped on that, he raised her attraction to him. Not too much that she would be jumping on him right now, but just enough so that she could fantasize about him. He would continue to raise her attraction throughout the class.
A different look appeared in her eyes, one of longing, she then properly gave him a once over and licked her lips.
"Well at least your on time, a few students find my lesson one to arrive late on. I do hope you're not going to be one of them and take this elective seriously?" Marisa said, hands on her hips.
"I will do my best, as long as you take care of me." Taylor said, he lowered her distrust of him. As a new student she wouldn't really be able to rely on him to be a good student without prior knowledge. "I am very interest in art, I hope we can have a special relationship."
Taylor had moved up a step closer to Marisa, he was so close enough to lean down and kiss her. But he didn't, if he did that now she would just slap him. He would have his moment later.
"Good, an enthusiastic man, I like you already." Marisa said, she smiled then turned away from him and headed into the classroom." Why don't you go sit down and I can start the lesson."
The rest of the lesson was the standard fare for him, a little introduction for him and showing him the rules. The double period passed very quickly, Marisa was an attentive teacher. They were asked to paint a image of a generic landscape. Taylor wasn't kidding when he said he was enthusiastic about art, especially painting and drawing.
Marisa came round to check on him multiple times, each Taylor ramped up her attraction.
"That looks very good Taylor, maybe a little more red here." Marisa said, she leaned onto his left arm.
Taylor had drawn his bedroom, although Marisa had not known that. He decided to have some fun, he reached into her mind and tweaked a few things from her perspective.
Taylor planted in her mind the image of them fucking, Marisa on her back and Taylor thrusting madly into her. Marisa gasped audibly, her glanced at her in mock surprise.
"Is something wrong Miss Teruma?" Taylor asked, Marisa had a hand to her chest, her eyes were locked onto his canvas.
"Err...yes. I am more than fine, just admiring your artwork." Marisa said, Taylor smiled warmly at her.
Taylor had removed the image from her perspective, but gave her an impulse to remember the image for the rest of class.
"Thanks, I did say I was really good at painting." Taylor smiled, he tapped her arm. "How long have you been teaching here?"
"A few years, though I have loved art my whole life." Marisa said, twirling a lock of hair. "Your technique is good, do you practice often?"
Taylor smiled, he did and it was nice for someone to notice it." Yeah, I practice at home. I moved into the house only two weeks ago, so still unpacking everything. Including my arts and craft supplies, need to sort out a room first before I can convert it into an art room."
