Extrospection Ch. 01

This was it, after 18 years, I was finally about to lose my virginity. But before I could even begin to take it in, to compose myself for this epic event, she dropped, impaling herself on me completely. She shut her eyes tight and practically screamed with pleasure. My mind was taken over completely by the warmth, the wetness of her pussy. It was the tightest, most amazing thing I'd ever felt.

Taking this in to account, it was completely understandable for me to ejaculate at this exact moment.

The strength of my own orgasm amazed me, my whole body was trembling, my hips bucking a little, pushing my still hard cock impossibly deeper. I could see the affect I had in her, in her mind. She could feel my heat, my stiffness, and now the warmth of my jizz spreading inside her.

I immediately forced her body into an orgasm. After all, what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't?

Again, she shook, and screamed, but now I could directly feel the result, as her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, pulsing and warm. I looked deeper into her mind, seeking out the source of her pleasure. I drew it up, and up, watching it rise and grow, over and over again flashing as her body shook with repeated and unending orgasms.

I could see the lust she was feeling, so much more powerfully than before, and suddenly something new happened. I felt a wave of her lust travel over to me, through our strange supernatural link, instead of the other way around. And when it hit me, sinking into my own mind, I felt it. I suddenly felt incredible, energised, invigorated, whatever you want to call it. I felt like a fucking animal.

I somehow managed to sit up, picking her up with me, only to push her down onto her back, still fully inside her. I started fucking her, pumping in and out as if my life depended on it. Her screams became louder, I saw her pleasure increase even more, and I kept thrusting into her, my entire length filling up her tight, wet pussy over and over.

Her juices spilled out of her every time I pulled out, and there was a deliciously sexy squishing sound with my every thrust. Her beautifully heavy chest shook and jiggled with every movement.

I felt myself cum again, an incredible warmth filling my whole lower body. But I didn't stop, I couldn't. I just kept pumping into her. She was breathing heavily, panting hard, unable to get a breath. I felt my self cum again, and again, each orgasm more powerful than the last, more body shaking and spine tingling, yet each one just serving to make me even harder. And she was cumming with me, every time, or maybe constantly. Her whole body was constantly shaking and trembling, her voice moaning and shrieking with pleasure.

I lost track of time, of my own thoughts, of everything outside of simply fucking this hot babe beneath me, and so I did.

I felt like I'd lost my mind, yet I was so very aware of her. The softness of her skin, the way her surprisingly long, lithe legs felt against my body, or in my arms or around my waist. As we moved into different positions, I could feel the pleasure inside her spike out in strange ways as I penetrated her from different angles. We didn't slow down, even when moving, but at a point I was so close to her, my lips just brushing hers. Her face was the most beautiful I'd ever seen it, so intensely alive with feeling, with passion. For what could have only been, bizarrely, the second or third time, I pushed my lips against hers, almost gently, just savouring the taste of them. I pulled back only to see her face again.

Suddenly, without warning, she let out a piercing scream, signalling her most powerful, earth shattering orgasm yet. And as I saw it shake her body, I felt it shake her mind, I felt it literally rock her very core. I joined her, groaning out my most powerful release yet, once again pumping what felt like a year's worth of sperm into her hot pussy.

After this, she immediately passed out.

Her mind went blank, and I felt the link between us break. I collapsed on top of her unconscious naked body, suddenly exhausted, my cock shrinking rapidly inside her. I took a moment to collect myself, then rolled off of her and began to think.

What...The Fuck...Just Happened?

I looked over at her.

She was sleeping, peacefully. Or looked like it, anyway. Still breathing at least...

I turned around to glance at her bedside alarm clock, before quickly turning back. It was 12: 30 pm. It had been 8:30 when I met up with her, right? Getting to her place took maybe...5 or 10 minutes? Eating cereal, getting up to her room...maybe 15 minutes? So we'd been fucking for...a few hours at least...

Holy shit.

I looked down and my cock, red and wilted. I could feel a definite burn in my muscles, as though I'd been exercising in a very strange way.

Yeah, a few hours seemed about right...

What happened to me? I was inside her head...I felt her lust and I somehow...kind of...took it for myself. I used her lust to feed my body. That sounds right. That's why I couldn't stop, that's why I kept climaxing but stayed hard.

Well, that's one question answered, I thought.

Wait...

"What?" I suddenly asked myself aloud.

"How is that 'one question answered'? What the fuck is going on!?" I sat up sharply, memories and realizations suddenly rushing around in my head. I read a girl's mind...heard her THOUGHTS, well...close enough. I...I MADE her...FUCK me.

"These things are impossible..." I almost whispered.

Except...they obviously weren't. I looked at her again, to make sure she was still there, almost. She was. She was naked, beautiful and sleeping. I could see my cum on the inside of her thighs, and the evidence of her wetness soaking the sheet beneath her. Suddenly I was breathing with shorter and shorter breaths, and I could feel my heart beating against my chest.

What the fuck was this, a panic attack or some shit?

"Fuck that." I said, the confidence in my voice spooking me a little.

I got out of bed and slipped my jeans on before heading downstairs. If I was going to breakdown, I was going to do it away from Emily, and with a bowl of sugar and e-numbers in front of me.

But I didn't break down. The sharp chill of the milk from the cereal seemed to calm me. I cleared my head of everything except what I needed to know. I didn't know where this ability came from. I didn't really know how it worked, either. I used it to fuck a hot girl. She had a crush on me, though, who's to say she wouldn't have done it anyway? Is it OK to assume something like this? Was it...what, moral? Ethical? Did those rules even apply here?

It all came down to one thing, one thought that calmed me completely, resolved all my guilt.

No-one has been hurt.

But just as soon as I thought this, as soon as I felt the relief of this truth run through me, I had another thought that chilled me, that would come back to haunt me, I was sure. One word.

...yet.

But no. I was calm. I was collected. I was...fucking euphoric! I felt like a God damn hero! I ran back upstairs and ripped off my jeans, diving on to the bed and bouncing down beside Emily. She had moved in her sleep, and was now on her back. Her chest was rising and falling with her slow breathing, and I couldn't help but watch for a while.

Suddenly, impulsively, I reached out and grabbed her huge tits. I barely noticed her mind coming into focus again. I'd never felt anything so soft, or so warm. Not with my hands anyway, I added mentally, thinking of her pussy wrapping tightly around my cock.

Her nipples were poking the centre of my palms. I pushed harder on the deliciously soft mounds, grabbing a little more forcefully with my fingers, simply revelling in the feeling. My mind wandered back to her pussy.

I glanced down at her crotch. No...that would be wrong, right? I almost giggled, I felt so strange. I'd just has sex with this wonderful woman, yet I couldn't help feeling this bizarre voyeuristic pleasure at simply being able to touch her any way I liked. I ran my hands down the sides of her body until they rested on her hips. Without really thinking, I slipped them around her, forcing them underneath her ass.

While not as spongy as her tits, her ass felt deliciously soft, yet firm beneath my fingers.

I had to stop this, I thought. There was no harm in it, I knew that. If she were awake she'd probably be enjoying it as much as me. But still...this was shaky ground, morally.

I pulled my hands out from under her, running them up onto her legs. Just one last thing.

I slid them up to her tits again, grabbing hold of them and leaning on them slightly as I moved up, and leaned in close to her face. I gave her a tiny but very enjoyable peck on the lips, before quickly rolling off her body altogether.

OK, now it was time to be serious. I suppressed another giggle. I had to calm myself. Stop myself having a fit of joy and excitement. I had research to do.

I lay down beside her again, and touched her face lightly, quickly jumping into her mind. What I had done so far, what I could do, it didn't feel like the end, or like I'd reached any sort of limit. I had to know, how far could I go with this? I had to...what was the line? "See how deep the rabbit hole goes"?

Her mind seemed...distant. Whatever strange energies I was feeling before were somehow smaller...or maybe...compressed. I reached out towards it slightly, and felt it respond.

Almost immediately, she woke up. When she looked into my eyes, she let out this happy little sigh and smiled.

I felt my heart leap into action again, but I swallowed hard and focused. I had to be fast, if she got even one word out, I'd probably forget what I was trying to do. It was weird how much I still felt affected by just her smile, even after fucking her brains out already.

I leapt back towards her mind, concentrating hard. I tried to remember how it had just felt, to bring back the distinct shape of her mind. Like flicking a switch, her mind retreated into some dark corner, and her eyes closed, her head slumping to the side.

Score! Successful knock out! Incredibly pleased with myself, I added that to my growing list of superpowers.

Once again, I brought her to consciousness, although, this time it seemed to take a lot longer, like the expanding energy of her mind was travelling through syrup.

She stirred slowly, not the instant awakening of before. When her eyes finally opened, she let out a little gasp of shock, for some reason surprised to see me. She looked down, taking sight of her own naked body, and quickly covered herself with her hands, her thin arm barely covering her beautiful tits.

"Oh my God...we actually...", she muttered.

She seemed confused, disoriented. Maybe I put her in too deep this time. I started to panic a little before she smiled and rolled over on top of me, her big tits pressed against by chest.

She kissed me slowly, and I gently probed her mind. I'd put her in much deeper than before, and her mind was slowly figuring out what was real and what wasn't.

Incorrectly, as it turns out.

"Wow," she sighed, "I can't believe we actually did that! God it felt so good..."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said shakily. The sensation of her body was still overwhelming, her warmth, her softness. I could barely breath!

She let out a soft, contented sigh and rested her head on my shoulder. After a few seconds of sweet, happy silence she jerked her head up, as if realising something.

"Shit, did I...fall asleep on you?" she asked.

"No...well...it's more like you...passed out..." I said.

"Oh fuck! That's so hot!" she smiled, and kissed me again. "I mean, you always hear about shit like that, but I never thought it could actually happen!"

"Yeah...crazy huh?"

I was confused a little. She hadn't mentioned my new found ability. She'd seemed really into it before...

"I had this crazy dream just now..." she said.

"Y...yeah?"

"Yeah. I dreamt you could read my mind...and that you came in here and...and FORCED me to fuck you..." she said dreamily. "Mmm, you were so...strong! It was so hot..."

It was bizarre, her saying this wildly erotic thing in such a calm way. And what she was saying was pretty close to what happened. Why did she think it was a dream? I must have fucked something up when I put her back to sleep.

Well, I'd already confessed to her once...

"Um...Emily...that...kind of...happened." I said.

She looked up at me suspiciously.

"What do you mean...?" she asked.

"You don't remember? We were at the bus stop...and then we came here and I told you I could read your mind? Then you got all...horny and-"

"Oh shit!" Her eyes opened wide in shock. "Oh...fuck! That really happened, and then I passed out..."

She suddenly kissed me again deep and strong, grinding her pussy against my leg.

"Oh shit, are we gonna have fun with this!" she exclaimed.

"We...are?" I asked, dazedly.

"Well, how can we not? Do you know how long I've dreamt of having a power like this?"

Her face was lit up with excitement, and I could feel it coursing through her mind.

"Well...what kind of fun?" I asked.

I hadn't had enough time to think about the possibilities of this power. Well, not much farther than bedding my long-term crush, anyway.

"Oh...any kind of fun you want! But I...have some ideas..." she trailed off, smirking.

I could see in her mind, she was so excited with the possibilities I'd suddenly given her, ideas springing around in her head. At least, I think that's what it was, I could really only see the effect it had on her emotions. She was also...planning, or maybe...scheming is the right word. She wanted to manipulate me, I could see it. But the strongest thing in her mind, pulsing around all the other colours, was something I'd never seen before. It was like...pale lust, but...stronger. Like...affection?. Like love? Was this love?

I almost gasped aloud at this discovery, I could feel my heart beating faster and adrenaline suddenly rushing through my body. Did she really love me?

I couldn't help but break into a wide grin at this prospect. Which, of course, she misunderstood.

"You wanna hear my ideas? I promise you won't be disappointed..." she said, a sultry sweetness sticking to her voice.

I already knew that this was gonna be fun. How could it not be? Instead of answering her, I just kissed her again, loving the still unfamiliar feeling of her tongue.

"Ah ah ah, sweet heart." she said pulling away. "We can't get ahead of ourselves just yet."

I was already regretting my decision.

"We're gonna need that...big..." she trailed off, staring at my cock. She slowly licked her lips, and I felt it twitch at the sight.

"NO!" she said, shaking herself. "No, we need that big thing of yours for later, OK? So just...wait, OK?"

"I...I don't think running out of energy is gonna be a problem. Have you noticed what time it is?" I said, gesturing towards her clock, behind her.

"Woah, shit! How long was I out?" she asked.

"About...10 minutes? Give or take..."

"Wow...maybe it won't be a problem then..." she said, leaning in closer.

I was enjoying this. Not only had I fucked her, but then she'd been practically hypnotised by my, quote, "big thing", and now she was shocked at my endurance. OK, I was probably enjoying it a bit too much, but can you blame me?

"No!" she said again. "I've got stuff to...prepare. Come by later, OK? I promise it'll be worth it."

How could I argue with that?

I hammered on the door again, shouting his name.

"David, come on man!!

The door slowly opened to reveal one of my best friends, complete with bed head and yesterdays hastily thrown on clothes. His usual look.

"Jesus, dude, what the fuck? It's like...really early!"

His usual greeting.

I rolled my eyes and pushed past him, into his empty house. His parents weren't around much, because of their work. His dad was a photographer who was always off in Brazil or Spain or some place, and his mom was like a...foreign correspondent for some big business, always off in Japan or somewhere. I'd be more specific about the places, but he barely knew himself. All this lack of parental supervision had made David kind of...undisciplined. Well, he was a lazy bastard, to be honest.

"It's 1:15 in the afternoon, dipshit!" I said laughing.

"Yeah, but that's early for me, ya know?" he laughed.

I wandered into his living room and dropped onto his big leather sofa in front of his huge TV. I don't know about his dad, but his mom sure made an ass load of money.

I picked up the remote and flicked the TV on as he dropped down beside me. After a few seconds, I flicked it off again and turned to him.

He looked and me, confused.

"What's up? I thought you only came here for the TV?" he joked. "Hey, what happened to you yesterday, man? You just spaced out and walked off. I mean, I know you like Emily and shit, but seriously, it was just a hug dude."

I ignored his question and thought about how to phrase my announcement.

"I fucked her."

I decided straight to the point was the best option.

After a few seconds of silence, the only answer I got was a quite unimpressive:

"...what?"

"I fucked her. Emily."

"Wuh...when?" he asked, still looking almost asleep.

"Just...like, just now. A few hours ago, I mean. I just came from her place."

"How?" he asked, still looking lost.

"Well, see, they have these things called buses, and there's one that goes right by your-." I answered.

"No, I think I've got the general grasp of public transportation, thanks!" he interrupted loudly. "I mean...how?"

I'd already decided I wasn't going to reveal anything about my power just yet. Emily had asked me not to, but I also felt like I'd lose some "street cred." or whatever if my friends knew mind control was involved. Like, they'd assume I couldn't have gotten her on my own. I mean, its entirely true, but they didn't need to know it.

"Well, I was actually on my way over here. But it was like...8:30 or some shit, and I was like 'He'll never be up this early'".

"Quite right." he said.

"Exactly, so, I was at the bus stop, wondering what to do, when...guess who appears behind me?"

"...who?" he asked slowly.

"Emily, dude!" I said.

"Right, right! Sorry, I've been awake for literally 2 minutes, ya know? Keep going." he said, raking his blonde hair back with both hands.

"Right, so, she was there, and we started talking. She said about how she was at some store buying this cereal she likes, like a cheap knock off of fruit loops? Only really addictive, and they only have them at this one store-"

"This is a fucking awesome story, I'm sure, but could you get to the fucking point already!?" he asked, getting louder and more impatient.

"Right, so, anyway," I continued, "she invited me over for breakfast, so we went to her place and ate the cereal...it was actually really nice, kind of sweet like-"

"DUDE!" he shouted.

"ALRIGHT, Jesus!" I laughed, "we finished eating then she told me she had a crush on me, and I told her that I'd liked her for a really long time too, so we...started making out." I said.

"Whoa. Then what?" he said.

"She...said she had something to show me in her room, so we went upstairs, and we were making out on her bed..." I hesitated, suddenly wondering how much I should tell. I'd already lied to him about my power, but Emily somehow convinced me to keep it a secret for now. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

"And then...you fucked her?" Davie asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Well, it was more like...she kind of raped me, dude." I said.

That's certainly what it had felt like.

"...Awesome." he said.

"Yeah..."

...

"So...um...did you use protection?" he asked, nervously.

"Did I...what!?" I shouted, "Jesus Christ, what kind of question is that!? What kind of teenager are you?"