It was frustrating, I could sometimes see into people's minds, and sometimes I could plant things into their mind. It was very difficult and as yet I had no control, it would take plenty of practice if I was to get it right.
As I was lying on my bed, I was thinking of my gift and how I could achieve some kind of control over it. The house was silent around me as I lay there, listening to the sound of a distant storm approaching. I could hear the sound of muffled thunder slowly getting louder as the first drops of rain fell at my window. It was a night very much like this that I first received my strange power. It happened when I was about nine years old, twelve years ago. I had stayed up late reading when a sudden storm sprung up around the house. The lightning and thunder were so strong that the house shook. I was just shutting off my light when a bolt of lightning struck my room, hitting full force. When I awoke I could hear thoughts, see flashes of people's minds. That night I could hear every thought for miles around but since then I can only catch glimpses of thoughts and then only if I'm concentrating on it.
As the storm neared I could hear my younger sister awake in the next room. Although she was eighteen now I could almost hear her whimpering as the lightning light up the sky. Becca has always been terrified of storms, when she was young she would always run crying to my parent's room to sleep with them. I reached out with my mind trying to read her. I could get flashes of fear but nothing readable. I tried to implant a calming message into her mind. Nothing, oh well I could try again later, now I was getting tired, any use of my strange gift seemed to tire me out quickly. I fell asleep soon, my dreams being filled with images of my pretty sister jerking me off. I was awoken by a small knock at my door.
"Can I come in for a while?" Becca asks as she opens the door slightly.
"Sure, sis," I replied, looking at my younger sister as she stood shivering in the doorway. Becca was three years younger then I was, having just turned eighteen a few months ago. She was tall and slender, her body toned through years of gymnastics. Her brown hair hung down past her shoulders, framing her thin face, her large brown eyes wide with fear as she stood there.
"I'm frightened," she says, almost crying as the house was shaken by a nearby thunder clap, "Can I stay in here with you for a while?"
"Come over here," I said, moving over to make room for her and patting the bed beside me.
She hurried over and climbed on to my bed, pressing herself tight against me. The next big flash was followed almost instantly by a great clap of thunder. Becca let out a sob and buried her face in my chest, her entire body shaking in fear.
"It's all right," I say soothingly and putting my arm around her shoulders, "I'm here."
She just hugged me tighter, her slender shoulders heaving as she sobbed in fear. The old T-shirt that she wore as a nightshirt didn't hide her body at all. Her unfettered tits were pushing into my chest, causing a very uncomfortable hardness in my crotch. Trying to ignore my reactions to my sister's body I drifted off into a troubled sleep, dreaming of Becca's mouth on my cock.
I was woken up by a pleasurable sensation in my groin. Opening my eyes to the dim light, I saw my sister bent over in the bed, her head pressed into my crotch sucking my cock. As she took me into her mouth once again, I couldn't suppress a moan. Becca jumped at the sound, turning to look at me with her scared rabbit's eyes, but never letting my hard cock slip from her lips.
Almost instantly I moan again as I cum, my sperm splashing deep into her mouth. Becca just continued to suck on my erupting cock, drinking my cum quickly before she finally let my spent cock slip from her mouth.
"Please forgive me," Becca pleaded as she released my softening cock from her mouth, "Please don't tell anyone, I don't now what came over me"
"Don't worry Becca, I won't tell anyone," I reassured her, my hand stroking her long dark hair. I was bothered by the fact that seconds before waking up I had dreamed the scene exactly as it had happened. Had my power actually worked while I was asleep? Curious I tried to read my sister's thoughts but got nothing except an instant headache.
"I'm sorry, Sean, I just had to, I don't know why," Becca mumbled insecurely as she looked at me fearfully. "Please don't tell Mom and Dad!" She begged as she started to back away from me in shame.
"Its okay, Becca," I said, trying to insert a reassuring thought into her scattered thoughts. "I won't tell anyone, Becca, just calm down." I said wincing inwardly as my mind was suddenly buffeted by her feverish thoughts.
"I'm sorry," Becca says softly as she turns and runs out of my room. I lay back down and tried to figure out what had happened. I spent most of the night replaying the strange events in my head but by morning I hadn't figured out anything.
Throughout the day I noticed Becca looking at me strangely but she seemed to avoid me. The day passed quickly and that night as I heard another storm brewing in the distance I was sitting on my bed, replaying the events of the previous night in my head when a soft knock came at my door.
"Can I come in?" Becca asks me, as she opens the door slightly. As she stood there a loud rumble of thunder made her almost tremble in fright.
"Sure, come and sit next to me," I replied indicating a spot on the bed beside me. She walked hesitantly into the room and sat beside me, avoiding my gaze. I was still curious as to how my strange power had worked on my younger sister so I decided to give it another shot.
"About last night..." Becca stammered, blushing a deep crimson as she stared at the floor. She was shaking although I couldn't tell if it was from fear or shame and the few experimental probes of her mind only resulted in mixed images flashing through my head too quickly to grasp.
"Shush, Becca," I said as I recreated the image of her sucking my cock in my mind, "Maybe it's better if we don't talk about it anymore."
"But it was so wrong, Sean" Becca said as she squirmed on the bed next to me, "You're my brother!" She exclaimed as she glanced at me, blushing furiously. "It shouldn't have happened. I don't know why it did." Becca said as she looked at me again, this time her gaze going to my crotch.
"Sometimes things just happen," I said as I replayed the image of her swallowing my cum over and over again in my head. I watched her carefully as I pictured her sucking my cock. She kept glancing at my cock and a couple of times she licked her lips, before blushing and glancing away again. I thought I had figured out how my power had worked the night before. Every other time I had tried my power I had attempted to implant words or commands in the persons mind. Last night I had been broadcasting images, and the images had taken hold in Becca's sleeping mind. Maybe the person had to be asleep or distracted for my power to work. She was ashamed and frightened now and the mental pictures I was sending seemed to be having some effect. But should I push my luck and see if it truly was working?
