Episode 1
Tom had just begun his teaching career at a middle school near his home town. His ability to anticipate events was a gift that he had been nurturing for years. It started out in high school when he could almost to the minute know what time it was. He could wake up in the middle of the night and tell himself it was 2:34 a.m. and time and time again he would be right regardless of how long he had slept.
He was always good at predicting what would be on exams in college and slowly he realized . . . while student teaching . . . that he could almost get inside student's heads and foresee not only what they were about to say, but also what they were thinking. As he was about to complete his pre-teaching experience, he decided to tune into various student's minds and soon learned he had the uncanny ability to tell whether they were telling the truth or not.
Then he began to focus on others sexual feelings. Teenage boys and girls were really easy to read. There was nothing easy going about their sex thoughts. Older people often had warmer sexual thoughts. Teens thoughts were usually harsher, hot, uncontrollably lewd and very passionate. He graduated with a very high GPA and immediately got a job teaching science and with it . . . a part time counseling position. Soon he began to use his extra sense to his own selfish advantage.
Tom was also horny as hell most of the time, especially around boys and girls at the middle school level. As his principal described his schedule to him, he realized he would mainly have 8th graders and then in the afternoon, act as a crisis counselor and right hand man to his boss. As he listened to Mr. Johnson, he attempted to get into his mind and soon he saw his past behavior with girls in particular, which in some cases involved spanking . . . but not with a paddle, but with his bare hand on their equally bare asses. This excited him and realized they might make a great team.
He was allowed to just walk the halls the first week of school and he occasionally got to visit young girl's minds to see what they were thinking. Amy quickly got his attention, not only for her long blonde hair and budding body, but also since she seemed to be in a constant state of sexual need. She would look at boys when they weren't looking and go nuts inside her head. She looked at Tom quite often and he could sense her raping him in her mind. It made him smile and eager to begin part 2 of his plan.
One day when she was alone and by her lockers, he thought up a simple plan to initiate a conversation and maybe more. He walked by her and bumped her arm and shoulder, causing her books to drop.
"Sorry, Amy. Let me help you," he apologized.
He bent down and assisted her in gathering her books and papers. He reached for one book near her far leg and it caused his arm to rub her breasts. He felt her almost faint from the sensation. She froze and her whole mind was focused on her breast. He drew the book up slowly and kept his arm rubbing her breast the entire time. When the back of his hand ran across her breast, he paused. He looked her in the eye and whispered to her, "You like me touching your tittie and wish I was squeezing it, right now." He almost scared himself having said it out loud, but decided to see her reaction.
She unfroze and sputtered "No…uh…just what…".
"Shhhh. I know. It's alright. I understand. Come to my room after school and we will talk about what just happened and share what we should do about it."
Tom handed her the book, stood up, and walked away. He was taking great pleasure in his victory. In fact, he was still reading her . . . even as he walked away. That was a first. Normally he had to be looking at the person. What else could he 'do' with this extra sense he wondered? He rounded the corner and went to his room to make some preparations.
An hour later, the bell rang and he began to wonder whether he had misread her. No. He 'knew' she would be there. He waited for 20 minutes and he almost left, but saw her come around the corner only a few feet away from his room. He reached out with his mind and 'read' her going through all sorts of emotions. She was scared, eager, kind of angry, yet overall, she was just plain . . . horny. In fact, she was one huge bundle of sexual energy that he wanted to tame. Being in that condition, he really wished she would hurry and enter the room. Then he had an idea. Maybe he could 'push' his thoughts to her and make her obey.
'Hurry up. Come to me quickly,' he reflected. As he pushed that thought, she picked up her pace and walked in a hurry towards his room. That was exciting for him . . . but it could still be a coincidence. It would be fun to test his hypothesis.
Then he looked up at her while sitting in a student desk and said "Hey. Thanks for coming. Close the door and come with me back to my office. I am EAGER to meet and SEE you. Follow me," he said focusing on her mind.
"I . . . uh . . ." She faltered and stopped talking.
Tom realized he had become the extremely horny one . . . and he was slightly surprised at the new level of suggestion that he was now commanding. They entered the office, briefly discussed when she was expected home . . . and satisfied things would work out for a half hour or so . . . he locked the door and sat behind his desk slowly rubbing his lengthening shaft. He thought if she would just pull her top up so he could see her titties . . . that would be a GREAT start . . . and then he began with his mind tricks . . . 'Put your book bag down and pull up your top for me . . . so I can look at your tits.' He mentally pushed his thoughts once again with a smile on his face, but never audibly said anything.
She looked at him and slightly tilted her head almost like a dog attempting to understand his command. She put down her book bag and then started to reach for her shirt. Tom felt her mind react to her actions and she quickly stopped herself.
He said, "Why did you stop? You know I want to see them. Go ahead and continue." He pushed . . . 'Do it. Pull it up. It will be great. You WANT to do it. You WANT me to see your fully sprouted titties.'
She sort of flinched, and then her hands grabbed her shirt and lifted it up and off. He held out his hand for the shirt and she handed it to him, somewhat surprised. He placed it on the couch.
"Nice. Thank you. You are VERY pretty and super SEXY for an 8th grader . . . did you know that?" She felt his eyes examine her developing body and wondered what he was thinking . . . and what taking off her bra might do . . . to his increase his excitement. He felt her 'smile' inside when he complimented her and she began to relax with her new teacher.
"Come closer and turn around so I can help you, " he offered. She again had some internal conflicts. Scared of getting caught in school . . . topless WITH a male teacher.
'Come here. Turn around,' he pushed.
She stepped closer and turned. Tom ran his hands up her back and softly rubbed her neck with his thumbs. He 'read' her and felt what she liked and wanted him to do. He used his 'reading' to ease her mind. She wasn't sure she wanted her bra off, so he just moved down and rubbed her back. When he rubbed her shoulders, he felt her soften both with her muscles and her mind. 'This feels good to you. Say it. Tell me it feels good . . . and that you want me to take off your bra'.
Amy opened her dry mouth and all she could utter was a soft croak. She was boiling over inside . . . as evidenced by her damp pussy leaking in between her legs. Tom was making her feel sooo good. He was gentle and calm and not all crazy like the boys in her grade. She kept thinking she heard him in her head. Naw, that's not possible. There! She 'heard' him again. She DID want to do this, in fact she wanted to be naked in front of this horny teacher. She moistened her lips, swallowed, and tried again.
"That feels nice. I want . . . I want you to take my bra off . . . and keep rubbing me . . . ALL over please, but especially my tits," she insisted.
"OK," he said with a wide smile on his face. He knew from this point onwards, she would do whatever he commanded . . . and his thick cock was now fully erect for her to see, despite still being covered by his pants.
Tom moved his hands to the clasp in the back of her white cotton bra and undid it. It was simple when he was looking at it. He doubted he could do it without looking, which was often the case during high school when he tried to fondle his girlfriend's tits. The back strap popped free. He moved his hands back up to her shoulders and rubbed the upper part of her body almost like a masseuse. His fingers dug softly in and squeezed. He moved his hands outward and the shoulder straps slipped off. He looked over her shoulders and noticed her hands were holding her bra in place over those delightful titties.
'Turn around and hand me your bra . . . and SHOW ME YOUR TITTIES', he pushed.
He felt her mind scream in anticipation. She turned but he kept his hands lightly on her shoulders, rubbing, but closer to her neck. She faced him. She hesitated . . . but slowly pulled the bra from her chest and handed it to him. Her young breasts were perfect he thought. About the size of oranges with two very stiff pink nipples poking outwards from her light brown nickel sized areolas on display. He wanted to just fondle them, but knew that time would come later.
"Ohhhhhhhh, VERY NICE titties," he said leaning slightly over and burning their image into his mind for later when he stroked his shaft in reference to what he was now experiencing in the flesh. "Thank you for showing them to me," he said out loud. And then as he continued to be thankful for her uncovered orbs, he pushed a thought into her mind. 'You want me to rub them don't you? Just ask me . . . tell me you want me to.'
Amy was standing in front of Tom . . . in his office . . . NAKED from the waist up. At that moment, she was more anxious that he wouldn't like her . . . might even think her body was too undersized to fool around with . . . like she did with her uncle recently. But deep inside, she secretly wanted the rest of her clothes OFF.
"Please rub them," she begged moving her finger tips to her nipples and briefly pinching them. "I want you . . . oh please . . . just to rub them."
"Rub what Amy? Tell me," he teased.
"I need my titties rubbed . . . I'm getting SOOO horny being like this . . . in front of you," she purred.
Her mind was almost howling with her sexual needs. His hands moved slowly. He drifted them across her neck, down the middle of her chest with both hands, between her tits, barely touching them. Basically teasing and delaying what they both wanted. She gasped, somewhat disappointed . . . as he passed them by. He spread his hand out on her belly. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer until she was standing between his spread legs and a cock that now lewdly pushed out the fabric of his jeans. Her tits were inches from his face. He squeezed her sides, then moved his hands up an inch and squeezed and rubbed her firm skin . . . then moved his hands up another inch. He was close. She was panting, watching him. She made sure her arms were spread away from her side . . . allowing him . . . just the room he needed . . . to feel up her titties.
He felt her mentally scream 'Hurry up'. He looked up at her face and moved his hands onto the bottom of her small tits. Her face was frozen, watching him. Her mouth was open, her tongue was just peeking out, but her eyes were WIDE open. He moved his fingers from side to side.
He felt her mind scream, 'Rub them and pinch them and bring me off!'
Slowly, he moved his hands up and cupped her young breast. He felt her firm nipple . . . pushing into his palm . . . which excited him as much as it did her. She sighed and tilted her head back. His fingers started to play with her tits. He would squeeze the whole tit, then he would tweak her hard nipple. She just stood there beginning to heave a sigh . . . followed by a soft moan. He moved his hands to her back and she looked down at him. He felt her frustration and her need. He felt her confusion. He leaned his head in and SUCKED her whole tit into his mouth, capturing all of the tender mound inside, while vigorously wiggling his tongue over her stiff nipple.
'Yesssss' Her mind was almost in a state of unyielding pleasure. He sucked harder. 'Yessss' she secretly murmured. 'He even bit the nipple and flicked his tongue over the hard tip . . .YESSSSSS!'
He pulled back and pushed her softly so they had a foot or so between them. He looked at the disappointment on her face, but was aroused as her shiny breasts were now soaked with his hot spit.
'Take off your pants. I want to see and finger your pussy,' he pushed into her mind. Her hands moved to her pants, and then momentarily stopped. Her mind focused on what she was doing and she got scared again. This was going too fast. Anyone could come in and suddenly ruin her bliss with this very handsome man.
Tom sensed her dilemma and determinedly pushed the thought again . . . 'Take off your pants. It will feel nice to be finally naked here with me and you will soon cum . . . like never before'.
She moved her hands to the button at the top of her zipper and undid it. Then she got the courage and slowly unzipped and pushed her pants down just past her pink panties, but she only got so far, as his hands were urgently on her . . . again rubbing her waist with one hand and softly molding her ripe titties with the other. His hands slid past her waist and grabbed her thoroughly soaked panties and pulled them down . . . not wanting any further delay.
He got to where her pants were and continued to push down even further. The garments now bunched at her knees and got stuck. But Tom didn't notice. He was side tracked while staring at her moist 15-year-old pussy. There wasn't any hair visible . . . just the way he liked it. He suddenly went into overdrive as his hands slipped up and grabbed her hips. He pulled her close again as he leaned his head down. He began to rub his pants covered stiff cock over that hairless pussy.
Back and forth he rubbed. Soon her dampness had begun to wet the front of his pants and the underside of his cock began to ache with desire, as he positioned it over her clit. Back and forth . . . and up and down he continued this form of foreplay, knowing what he was doing to the girl. He placed his hands under her arms and lifted her up, so that her cute bare ass was now on his desk.
Like a mad man . . . he yanked down her pants and panties until they got stuck on her shoes. He felt through the bottom of the tangled clothes and pulled them off . . . leaving on . . . only her white socks. He had enjoyed sending her commands, but now it was time to take control.
"What are you feeling right now . . . Amy?" he teased.
"This is so awesome . . . being like this in front of you," she said, wanting badly to rub her pussy.
"If I wasn't here right now . . . what would you be doing?" he said pulling down his zipper and allowing the fabric of his boxers to burst through the opening . . . fully displaying the shape and size of his COCK hidden just barely underneath. She suddenly turned scarlet, but mumbled . . .
"Getting myself off," she whispered.
"Do IT!" he shouted. "I want to see you rub that pussy and twist your titties for me." With relief on her face . . . the teen girl slid her fingers into her wet pussy and began to dip two and then three fingers into her opening. Her other hand moved up her sweaty stomach and then captured the nearest breast and soon had her nipple in between her fingers . . . fondling her buds with animal-like delight.
This carnal display motivated him further as he unsnapped his pants and pulled both his boxers and his trousers down to the floor and then stepped out of them. He was now almost in a trance . . . as he watched the little temptress continue towards her certain climax. He grasped his cock and began to manipulate it up and down. He moved right up to her and lewdly continued to fondle his shaft. Her eyes were now on his big cock and she couldn't help but notice it was even bigger than her uncle's.
For the next few minutes, the two sexual deviants brought themselves closer to orgasm by watching each other manipulate their bodies. Tom knew he would explode any second, and elected to slow down the stroking of his organ and instead watch Amy . . . who he knew was close. Almost immediately, she began to shiver and shake and a welcomed climax . . . electrified her young body. For the next few minutes, he watched her young figure wobble with sexual relief. As she sat still for a few moments. . . it was now his turn to satisfy . . . his own fantasies.
"I want you to kneel here on my pants Amy," he said. After doing so . . . Amy looked up and saw the monstrous size of his unspent COCK moving from side to side. He guided her to the ground, so she was kneeling at his feet. "Now I'm going to give you . . . a front row view . . . of what it looks like for a guy to cum and shoot his load." He began to once again stroke his cock faster, and faster . . . staring down at his nude student, and he felt his balls tighten as his orgasm approached.
"Open your mouth," he groaned.
"But . . ." she began . . . not ever being in this position before in front of a guy. "DO IT!" he growled. She opened her mouth wide and he stroked his stiff shaft faster, the cum rushing up his cock. The first spurt caught her on the tongue, then seconds later . . .filling her small mouth . . . with his hot semen. He then waved his cock around, coating her face and small breasts with his hot slimy cum. Rope after rope of slippery cum continued to belch out of the tip of his cock, causing him to almost fall over with pleasure.
After several minutes . . . his orgasm subsided. He pushed his big cock into her small mouth and let the last few squirts dribble onto her tongue. It was over so fast . . . but he knew this was just a little appetizer for what they were going to do in the future and maybe with a train of other boys . . . since she liked cocks so much.
"Tonight I want you to email me what you and your horny uncle did recently," he said looking down at the red faced minx . . . complete with her face covered with his cum.
"How do you know about that?" she asked fully surprised.
"Don't worry . . . I am a great secret keeper. And besides . . . what might happen . . . if everyone found out?" She starred up at the man, but looked at his semi-erect cock and knew she wanted that shaft . . . deep inside her pussy . . . one day . . . and would do whatever it took to make that happen.