Telepath: Naughty Thoughts

In a world of heroes, you expect them to wear tights and a cape. Batman, Spider-Man, Superman, Thor. But not all of them do. Hell, not all of them become heroes or villains.

Our story is about a young student whose powers just surfaced during his senior year of high school. He doesn't knkw it, but he has the potential to be one of the world's most powerful telepaths. Right now he is projecting more than receiving. He is specifically projecting his emotions to anyone nearby. The effect seems especially felt by women.

Jack Hawk is normal in most respects. He's 18, and horny pretty much all the time. The difference is that when he gets horny, everyone around him gets horny too. When he thinks about banging a chick, the image gets sent to her as well as incredibly powerful feeling of lust

Right now Jack is in the men's room on the first floor near the lobby. It's usually empty right now because classes are in session. Jack had a boner all day, and alot of girls had been giving him strange looks lately. One in particular was on his mind as he dealt with his problem by jerkingoff.

The door to the stall slammed open and she was standing there, more than a litte disheveled. She looked incredibly sexy. She was staring at his cock...

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An idea I about a psychic who gets girls by accidentally abusing his powers. Looking for a woman to play multiple roles.

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"Well, well, well" Ally said still keeping her focus on his cock. She had seen Jack around school and had always found him decent just not her type. Today however was very different. She had let the straps of her tank top fall to her shoulders and tilted her head to the side to get the horizontal view of him.

"No, no, please continue." Ally said sliding her size four figure into the same stall and closing and locking the door. "I wanna see this."

Those were words she never thought she would ever say to Jack but she felt compelled to be there. The compulsion was the only reason she left her own class to be there. Ally leaned her body up against the door and lifted her skirt up over her hips. The purple and pink polka dot design of her bikini cut panties were in full view for Jack.

The only thing on her mind was the thought of pleasuring him. There was no embarrasment in what she was doing. Her lust nullified that emotion very well.

With the past few moments her shirt had fallen even further exposing her pink bra to Jack. "Do you want some help with that?" Her B-cup chest swayed a little as she leaned in to get a closer look at his "trouser sword".

The stall door slammed over and Jack freaked out. He was sitting on the toilet seat, his pants and underwear down by his ankles and his rather large cock in his right hand. He had been beating it furiously with thoughts of the lithe and lovely Ally worshiping his cock with her tongue and mouth, rubbing his cockhead all over her body, bouncing up and down on him, cowgirl style, pushing her up against the wall and fucking standing up, really using her in every possible position, trying to imagine what the pixie princess would be like as a lover. Could he fit his entire cock all the way deep inside her? Would he stop halfway? Jack was pretty sure he could get it all the way down her throat, especially if she was laying on her back with her mouth wide open, and her head off the bed so he had a straight shot down into her gullet.

That was stupid, there was no bed in the boy's room. Where would they try something like that, on the sink counter?

And now, here she was, standing in front of him with her tank top slipping down off her shoulders and a look of intense lust in her eyes as she stared at his cock. Jack did the only thing he could in that split second when she opened the door. He used his free hand to try to slip his Star Wars t-shirt over his cock and his right hand. It didn't work, his cock was too long. It only took one try for him to realize how ridiculous this looked and for him to feel the blush in his cheeks and know he was going to die of embarrassment.

He still wanted to fuck her though, and that was the emotion he was priimarily broadcasting. Lust. More intense now that she was in the stall with him.

She closed and locked the door, telling him that she wanted to watch, and Jack slowly started working his hand up and down his cock again. He didn't trust this to be real. Maybe he was having a very vivid sex dream. Then she lifted up her skirt and showed off her panties, and Jack's hand moved faster.

"Pink and purple, nice. Is that wet spot for me?"

She slippedd down her top, showing off her boobs clad in a bra. Suddenly his mind was fixated on one thing. Well, two things. Boobs. He imagined them free, what her nipples would look like, taste like. He would suck and lick and suck and kiss them for hours, motorboating them and have her rub them on his dick, and...

Boobs. Boobs are awesome.

She asked if he wanted some help and Jack nodded, releasing his grip on his cock, letting both hands fall to the side. His dick stood up, mostly straight with a bit of a curve. It was thick and long, heavy looking, like a bratwurst, with two largeballs hanging down. He was uncut, a bit of the purple tip showing, and completely unshaven.

"Go ahead, I guess. I mean, please."