Mind reading ...
From Create Your Own Story
My talent has been developing for a few months, I can hear people's thoughts but only surface ones, it takes a bit of practice but I am good enough now to get ....
I read my four sister's thoughts, oldest is the dirtiest and I blush sometimes when she looks at me as she thinks 'i would show him my tits for a look at his cock' or 'i wish he would watch me fingering and get so excited he jerked off with me'
But was it true ? Time to find out...
I waited till we were alone and she thought 'show me your cock'
"Really ?" I asked her aloud. "Show it to you for what ?"
"God ! Did I say it out loud !" She said, stunned.
"Well did you mean it ?" I asked and smiled.
She thought 'fuck yes' but said "no !"
"Well make up your mind, is it fuck yes or no ?" I said. "I hope you mean yes ..."
I unbuttoned my jeans and listened to her thoughts, 'yes go on !!!!!!' she thought. 'did I say I would show my tits too ?' she thought.
"That was the deal ..." I said, removing my jeans.
She smiled and unbuttoned her blouse
I dropped my boxers, she unhooked her bra
Her tits were fantastic,C cup, firm, big nipples, huge nipples in fact that covered half of each breast. My cock was rising as I looked at her and when I tore my eyes of her breasts and looked at her face she was looking at my cock, her mouth hanging open in what might be lust ? Wonder ? Surprise ? Time to listen to her thoughts ...
'i hope he doesn't offer to let me touch it, not yet anyway' she thought. 'although if I wanted to touch it I bet he would swap for a feel of my breasts, god, does he think my tits are too small ? I guess he likes them enough his cock is getting very hard now !'
We looked at each other for a few minutes then mom called us for lunch and we scrambled to get dressed ...
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Mom was loading the washer, I could hear her thoughts pitch up a level, 'oh some of my knickers and bras again that I know I haven't worn recently' she thought in frustration, 'hubby wanking off again in my stuff' her thoughts became warmer 'although it is nice hethinks of me when wanking' a shameful thought 'unless it is Brad ! Although that is a complement I guess' lust next 'load this then go to find my rabbit ? Yes !'
What the hell is her rabbit ? That mom was thinking about ?
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Mom went to her bedroom and her thoughts were not hugely helpful, 'check the batteries ? Ok! How many shall I have ? Three ! Oh I like it there and as it slips in, tickle !' ....
Then she just fell into a mess of nonsense thoughts, 'ooo ah nice fuck mmm god hhhhhhhhhhhh !' ... 'another ? Yes!' ....
It was pretty obvious she was pleasuring herself but had used her rabbit so often she didn't think directly about what it was ... Three more orgasms and then she was done ... Interesting !
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