Kat's Boytoy: The Party

"Oh, shit." I had completely forgotten about him. He was still here, still psychically paralyzed, teased, and unable to cum. It was a regular part of foreplay for us, but it usually never went on for more than an hour, maybe two if I was feeling extra playful.

However, this time, he had been left suffering continuous sexual teasing for the better part of six hours! I cast my senses over him and realized with a small shock that the sensations were also far stronger than I had left him with.

Poor Ben. Tears streamed from his eyes, and his voice was hoarse from so much moaning and whimpering. His penis was an ugly shade of dark red, and sizable pool of pre-cum had collected and partially dried on his stomach. "Oh, you poor thing, I'm so sorry." I went over and kneeled next to him and reached out to pet his cock.

I paused, however. I gazed at his cock in wonder. Aside from the dark color, the veins were bulging out grotesquely, and the penis head was swollen so large, it looked like it would split. His balls were fully engorged and taught. I thought I had never seen his cock like this before, but then, I realized I had. I remembered what that boy Jim's cock had looked like at the party. It looked like such tension would be incredibly painful, and yet the cries from Ben were ones of pure ecstasy. At least for now, they were. In my drunken stupor, I watched his cock throb and bounce, nearly entranced.

Suddenly, Jasmine dropped down to her knees on the floor in front of me with a loud thump. I jumped, not having heard her come in. "Holy crap, that looks fucking delicious," she said, "I amped up your pleasure signal as we left, and boy, it's really done a number on him!" Then, she leaned forward, grasping Ben's cock and popping his penis head into her mouth. This happened so suddenly, I was too stunned at first to stop her. Her head bobbed sloppily on Ben's cock, her tongue lapping at the head, and Ben let out a near scream that made us both jump. Jasmine burst out laughing, letting him go.

I placed a hand on Ben's forehead, and tried to cut off the psychic sensations teasing his cock, but trying to use my powers in my current state proved too difficult. I only managed to calm Ben down slightly, before my concentration broke.

"Hey," I said, my words slightly slurred. "Turn it off. We should just let him rest." I made another attempt to reach into his mind and fumbled with the psychic "latch" that held him prone and teased. I kept slipping. "Shit, this isn't working. Come on, help me turn it off."

"Nah, why waste the moment? I didn't get my chance with him at the party!" said Jasmine. She stood back up, and yanked her shorts down, stumbling as she kicked them off. Before I could even protest, she was on top of him.

"Hey!" I said, moving to push her off. However, she had already positioned herself to take Ben inside her, so all my push ended up doing was make her drop down onto his cock, burying his full length inside her.

Ben lot out a howl of pleasure and his body convulsed. I redoubled my concentration and reached into his head, trying to snap him out of his tormented state. This time, I got a firm grip on the mental latch, but it refused to budge.

"Oh, no you don't!" said Jasmine. I realized she was holding the latch down with her own powers. She raised herself up and dropped back down, letting out a pleased sigh. She started bouncing on Ben's hideously engorged cock. I tried again to free him, and realized with a start that Jasmine was preventing my efforts.

"Stop!" I said.

"Oh, don't—oh!—don't be a—nnn—a prude!" said Jasmine. She started to twitch, her breath coming in short gasps as she already neared orgasm. I was amazed; she had been riding his cock for less than a minute. She let out a loud cry as she came, and slowed her hips until she was sitting still upon him, flexing her walls against his cock. "Oh, this is so fucking great," she said breathlessly. "He's so fucking wired up. You need to try this Kat, just open your mind to him, and you'll cum in an instant!"

"I don't..." I said, but then I felt Jasmine's psychic hands inside my mind. I was stunned at how adept she was, despite her drunken state. I felt Jasmine grasp something in my mind, and pull it towards Ben's psyche. I felt something click, and then I could feel it!

Oh, god, it was just like at the party, the arousal rushing at me, only this time, I couldn't block it out! I immediately collapsed on the floor, letting out a cry. Pleasure overwhelmed me, pleasure so sharp it cut through my core like a knife, striking each of my hot spots with surgical precision. Instantly, I was drenching my shorts in my juices. I bucked and writhed on the floor, my hands clutching and grasping for something to hold onto. I felt a hand grasp mine, and I held on for dear life. Jasmine had gotten off Ben and was kneeling next to me. She gathered me into her arms and held me, even as she forced the connection between my mind and Ben's to go on. I thrashed and screamed and cried as orgasms hit me in such rapid succession, I felt as though I were experiencing a single continuous release, lasting forever.

Finally, Jasmine broke the connection and I melted into her arms, shivering. She stroked my hair and whispered soothingly into my ear as I got control of myself. "There, there," she said. "Wasn't that good? Wasn't that just so fucking good?"

"Too good," I gasped. "I need to lie down."

"Come on," said Jasmine. She helped me up onto the bed next to Ben, and then lay down on the other side of him. She grasped my hand and waited for me to catch my breath. "Alright," she said. "Let's try it again, something a little lighter this time." I gave her a helpless look. I was already exhausted. She just smiled and coaxed me further. "It's ok. This'll be a lot easier." I felt her mind caressing my psyche even as her hand caressed my arm. Still a bit doubtful, I consented, and we opened our minds once again to Ben's. This time, we only opened up a crack, letting ourselves feel a steady, but low stream, perhaps only ten percent of what Ben was feeling. We both let out gasps as the sensations ran through our pussies, vibrating against our clits and g-spots. The connection ran invisible fingertips around and around our pussy lips, and a steady pulse throbbed inside us, like a phantom penis moving lovingly inside it. It wasn't enough to send me instantly spiraling into orgasm, but a few minutes of this, and I would probably cum.

"I love doing this," said Jasmine, a bit breathlessly. "Just riling up my boy and then buzzing off his pleasure all night long." A minute passed and she began to gasp, orgasming on the spot. She caught her breath, though, and rode the buzz some more, cumming again a few minutes later, with me joining her.

That's how it went for both of us. We snuggled against Ben, and talked and giggled over random things the whole night, the steady hum of pleasure giving us small orgasms every few minutes. I lost count of how many mini-climaxes we had; Jasmine probably had double mine, she was such a hair trigger. Poor Ben never had even one. Eventually, we came ourselves to sleep, the connection severing as we drifted off, the sounds of Ben's whimpers lulling us into our slumber.

FOUR

I woke up feeling groggy and having a mild headache. Only vaguely aware of my surroundings, I stumbled out of bed, and went to the kitchen to gulp down some water. After a few minutes of orienting myself, my psychic senses suddenly picked up feelings of distress from Ben. I went back into the bedroom, and my eyes widened. Ben was still laying there, naked, helplessly paralyzed by psychic suggestions. His cock twitched away as psychic stimulation continued to tease him. Next to him, Jasmine was curled around his body. She moaned softly as she roused, yawning. She blinked awake and took a minute to recognize where she was. She glanced at Ben, then down at his cock and smirked. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and her hand curled around his cock.

I felt something inside me tighten, and I yelled, "Get off him!" Jasmine literally jumped off the bed, stumbling over the side. She hadn't even noticed me in the doorway yet, and was taken completely off guard.

With my head clear, I went into Ben's mind and shut off the phantom stimulation, and undid the paralysis locks. He'd already fallen into unconsciousness hours ago due to exhaustion, but it had been a restless, pained sleep. I eased his mind into a deeper state, and he instinctively curled up clutching at the pillow and shivering as he settled into a new position.

"Cripes, Kat," said Jasmine, rubbing the kinks out of her neck and arms. "What's the big deal? We were having so much fun last night!"

I went over to Ben and put a hand on his forehead, scanning his mind. He wasn't exactly traumatized, but he was stressed well past the point I would usually stop at. He would recover with some rest, and maybe a little assistance from me. But for now...

I turned to Jasmine. "Get out. Now."

Jasmine looked at me both confused and hurt. "But... Kat..."

"Out!" I said. I shook my head. "I don't know what the hell I was thinking, letting you in here last night."

"You were probably too drunk to think," said Jasmine, smirking.

"Thanks to you," I said. Last night was starting to come back to me. Particularly the part where Jasmine fucked him. "What the hell? I told you Ben and I were exclusive!"

"Oh, posh," said Jasmine, picking up her clothes and getting dressed. She seemed to not even have a hangover. "Such a waste. You two are such naturals, you shouldn't horde each other." She motioned to Ben. "Sure, he could use a little more stamina, but a few more parties out to help him with that."

"We're not going to any more parties," I said. "Now, leave."

Jasmine looked at me as if she was genuinely confused, as if she couldn't understand why I was being so selfish. "Kat..." I crossed my arms and glared at her. She frowned and started getting dressed. "I'm sorry, Kat. I really am. I just thought maybe you were shy and needed a little nudging. I didn't realize you two were actually that serious." She paused and gave me a look of genuine curiosity. "Are you in love with him?"

I blinked at that. "I... no..."

Jasmine set her mouth firm, then nodded. "Alright. I'm sorry again, Kat." She paused before heading for the door. "If you don't want to speak to me for a while, that's fine. But I really would like to be your friend."

"I think about it," I said. "Now leave." She complied, heading quickly out the door. I sighed and looked at Ben, then lay down next to him. He slept easily now, and as I curled up against him, he snuggled against me. I looked at his cock, still hard and twitching, still unrelieved from last night. Frowning, I traced his organ with my fingertip and watched it jump.

No, I didn't love him. I did like him, but when you got down to it, it wasn't love. I just wanted him. I'd been the one to find out his secret fetish when he didn't have the guts to even ask me out. I'd been to one to seduce him. I'd been the one to fulfill his every freakish fantasy, and in return, he fulfilled mine. That throbbing organ between his legs was mine, not his, not anyone else's! I wouldn't even allow him to touch his own cock without permission, and even then, only when I could watch.

Frowning, I rolled him onto his back, and straddled him. My pussy was already wet, and I guided him into me. I let out a lustful breath as I rocked back and forth on him. His cock jerked inside me, despite his unconsciousness, but in my sudden feeling of possessiveness, I clamped down on his climax, even with how badly I needed it.

"You're mine," I gasped. "All mine. Only mine." I moved my hips faster. "You understand? ONLY MINE!" I came right then, shuddering, but I didn't stop. Ben, of course, could only sleep so long with me pistoning on him like this. He awoke with a gasp and immediately clutched at me.

I leaned down atop him, grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head back. I bit him on the shoulder as my hips bucked even faster. I growled in my passion as I came again.

"K-kat! Ow! Kat! Please!" He clutched at me like his life depended on it, and jammed his hips upwards, thrusting in time with my pumping.

"Say it! Say your mine!" I growled in his ear.

"I'm y-yours!" he gasped. "I'm all yours!"

"You won't look at another woman! You won't even think of another woman!"

"I-I-I w-won't look! I won't th-think of another—Ah!—another woman!"

"Your penis is mine, you hear me? If you ever touch it without my specific orders, you will never cum again for the rest of you life!"

"It's yours! I'm yours! Kat, please!" His words dissolved into cries for mercy as I fucked him so hard, I heard part of the bed frame crack. I came again, and this time, I didn't stop, multiple orgasms blending together in one long climax. And just before I blacked out, I finally reached inside Ben and released my block. He nearly screamed with relief as I felt him empty his seed deep inside me, and that was all I remembered before my world went dark.

***

I woke up, aching sweetly in every muscle of my body. I felt myself curled almost into a ball, with two strong arms wrapped around me. My head was laying on Ben's chest, and he was softly stroking my hair. With a moan, I looked up at him. He smiled warmly at me, leaned down, and kissed him.

"Hey," he said softly.

"H-hey," I said.

"You okay?" he said. "What was that all about?"

I frowned and looked over at his shoulder. My teeth marks were still evident; I saw that I actually drew a little blood. I gently kissed him there and he flinched. I looked up at him, but he smiled at me again, reassuring. I lay my head back down on his chest and snuggled against him.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I went a little crazy." After a long pause, I said, "I just don't want to share you."

"I gathered."

I held him a little tighter. "But that's not really my call, is it? I mean, we're not a real couple. We're not committed to each other."

"Well, you are my mistress," he said. "I'd say that counts for something."

"That's just part of the game," I said. I reached down and gently grasped his now flaccid genitals. He winced slightly, as they were very tender, but I rolled them in a soothing motion that relaxed him. "I'm not supposed to actually get psychotic about it."

"Well, it's natural to want to be your lover's only partner," he said.

I looked up at him. "But I'm holding you back, aren't I? What if there's a woman out there who really loves you? What if you're too busy kissing my feet to ever notice her?"

Ben swallowed. "You're not talking about Jasmine, are you?"

I chuckled a bit. "No. But, I dunno, seeing her playing with you, and then insisting we should see other people, it just got me so angry. This was all just supposed to be a fun kinky thing between us, I didn't know I could actually feel this possessive about a person."

"Kat, I'm still with you because I want to be," he said. "If I really wanted anyone else, I'd have told you. Heck, I wouldn't have to, you can read my mind. Read it now."

I did so, and it was true. He didn't love me either, fond of me as he was, but he still wanted me as bad as I did him. He kissed the top of my head. "You make me happy, Kat. I don't need anyone else."

I smiled and kissed him deeply for that. Snuggling closer against him, I sighed and said, "Well, even if we never go back to the party, it might not hurt to hang out with them again. After all, we could always stand to learn a few more tricks."

Ben and I chuckled, and I felt "my" cock twitch at the thought.

END