Romance The Story of My Telepathic Life

Tom contacted me via holo.

"Shell! How are you doing?"

"Fine, Tom," I said. I hadn't spoken to him since his engagement, which had been what, two years ago? I noticed something different about his uniform. "A promotion, Tom?"

"Yes." He looked almost embarrassed. "I'm a lieutenant now."

"Congratulations." He looked as handsome as ever!

"I'm actually posted to Earth now."

"You are?"

"Yes. I'm on assignment to HomePlanet Security. A number of Survey Service officers are. It means I won't be travelling much anymore."

I won't be travelling much anymore.

What was Tom telling me?

Fact: Tom was calling me with no apparent reason.

Fact: Tom was telling me he was staying on Earth and was no longer travelling.

Could it be... could it be that his marriage to Melissa was on the rocks? Was he trying to say he wanted to rekindle something between us? Hope started to grow in my womanly bosom.

"But that's not the big news."

"What's the big news, Tom?" I hoped my voice sounded calm.

"Melissa just gave birth."

I hope my expression didn't change.

Tom's wife just gave birth.

All my hopes died an untimely death. My hopes of rekindling with Tom, completely gone. Now that he had a child he would stay with Melissa forever and ever.

"Shell, did you hear me?'

I smiled at him. "Yes, Tom, I heard you. Great news! Is it a boy or a girl?"

"A girl. We're naming her Megan, after Melissa's mother."

"How truly wonderful. Well, I'm very happy for you, Tom. Listen, I have something I have to do, I have to go now. We'll talk another time, all right?"

"Shell?"

"Another time. Goodbye, Tom."

FUCK!!!!!

I was lying in bed, on my back, completely nude, my fingers rapidly moving inside my hairy muff, with tears streaking down my cheeks.

Tom!

How could he do it to me, again! Not again!

I rubbed myself vigorously, but I couldn't get there. I just couldn't get there on my own. I looked at my Pad. I would have to do the unthinkable. I had already lowered myself so far... what difference did a little more make?

I wiped the tears off my face and punched in a comm code. A familiar face appeared.

"Shell."

"No hard feelings," I said.

"My apartment. Seven o'clock."

I stepped into Julian's apartment with a blank expression on my face.

Julian gave me a broad smile, savoring the moment.

Victory.

He was the man, and I was the woman. And he was going to use me as men have been using women for thousands of years. Once I gave him what he wanted, then he would give me what I needed.

Exactly. Now you understand.

He opened his arms. "Come here, Shell."

I was crying again even as Julian pumped my pussy hard. He was enjoying it all. My reluctance. My capitulation. The taking of my body.

But as Julian released into me, he also gave me what I needed with the movements of his fingers. He was a man of his word. As I climaxed around his spasming tool, I realized I didn't want to have Julian inside of me.

I needed to have him inside of me.

Julian pulled out, his penis glistening with our combined juices. "I'm sorry about Tom," he said quietly.

"No you're not," I said curtly. He wanted me back on his own terms and that's exactly what he got.

"That's true," said Julian, smiling. He didn't deny it. I was just trying to be polite.

We're both telepaths, that's impossible.

You've changed. You've gotten bitter, Shell.

Does that mean you don't want to fuck me again?

No. It just adds a different flavoring to our lovemaking.

We set up another time for another fuckfest. It was all business now.

Well, not all business, Shell, he thought as he kissed me tenderly.

During the time I got back together with Julian I vaguely remember having some other kind of job, another kind of fuckery with the World Government, but it made so little impression on me that I don't even remember what it was.

I do remember talking to Claire about it, though.

"You and Julian are back together?" She gave me a giant grin, and actually pinched my shoulder. "Way to go, girl!"

"What? He cheated on me, Claire!"

"So you told me," said Claire. "But he's quite a fuck, isn't he?"

"Claire!"

"Sister, you're a beautiful girl. You know I love you. But... you're a little odd." She wiggled her nose. "Let's be honest. That's why you drove Tom away. That's why you're still single at 26. Julian is the most handsome and accomplished man you could hope for. I'd fuck him if I could."

"Would you really like that, Claire? I could talk to Julian on your behalf if you like. Assuming Jamal would approve, of course."

"You might be surprised at what Jamal would approve of," Claire grinned. "But we're talking about you."

"Claire... what we do now... it's just sex... there's no love involved."

"Yeah, I know," Claire grinned again. "Listen, Shelly. You're hurting right now, I understand that. Julian's handsome, and fuckable, and available, and willing to comfort you, with no strings attached. So use him! Use him until you find someone better!"

I had sex with Julian twice a week for two weeks. I didn't express endearments to him; it was all business for me. To feel a handsome man's body against my own. To feel Julian's penis inside of me. To feel his fingers bringing me to orgasm as he stared me in the eye.

I gasped and cried out but I never one told him I loved him. I was just a body to fuck and be fucked.

And I love you so much for it.

We sat in bed after one particular episode. "You're still seeing her, of course, aren't you?"

"Which her would that be?" That irritating grin.

Are you going to make me say her name?

Does it really hurt you to say her name? I thought you don't have any feelings for me anymore.

I don't!

You could have fooled me. You certainly fooled yourself. He smiled, "Yes, I am still seeing Angelika, as you put it. Not only am I seeing her, but I am also fucking her. Do you have any objections to that?"

I turned my head away as I lay on my pillow.

"I think the two of you should be friends. My firm is having a party this Saturday. I want you to come. Angelika will be there."

Why do you want me to come? So you can show me around like a trophy prize again?

Exactly.

And what if I don't want to come?

Deafening silence.

I was wearing one of the sexy dresses that Julian had bought me, the one with my titties nearly spilling out of it. It was a blue dress; Julian said he always liked me in blue "just like Tom did". Julian took me by the arm and showed me around, making everyone aware once again that I was his property.

"Shelly! So nice to see you again," said Jimmy Murphy. "I didn't realize you and Julian were back together again."

"I have trouble believing it myself," I said. "How have you been, Jimmy?"

"Fine, fine," he said. I didn't have to read his mind to know what he was thinking. He was staring at my creamy white eggplants. I wonder how much they bounce when he fucks her! I wonder if she cries out his name when he comes inside of her!

"You know, you're a very attractive woman, Shelly."

"So I've been told."

Jimmy looked at Julian. "She has more of an edge now, doesn't she?"

"She does," said Julian proudly.

"I like that," said Jimmy. "If you can tear yourself away from Julian sometime, how would you like to have dinner with me?"

I tried not to show my surprise. Jimmy was asking me out for a date... in front of Julian? What did he think I was, a common whore?

Not exactly.

Not exactly? What the FUCK does that mean?

Are you going to answer his question?

I smiled sweetly at Jimmy. "I'm sorry Jimmy, I can't have dinner with you. I'm getting all the mindless transactional sex I need from Julian right now. But if something changes, you'll be the first one I call."

Jimmy was unsure how to process that. As Julian led me away by the arm, he thought, Shelly, remember, play nice!

I always play nice when I'm around you.

Then be sure to play nice with my lover.

And there before me stood Angelika. She wore a dark shirt showing off a lot of cleavage. She also wore tight shiny brown leather pants which showed every curve of her ass and thighs, and tall black boots. I recognized her outfit because it was mine, one that Julian had bought for me, ages ago it seemed.

Angelika smiled. "Shelly dear! I heard you were back in town! Come, dear, give me a hug." I reluctantly leaned into her hug. As she hugged me tightly I felt something pressing against my groin

Her chikdik.

When she pulled back I saw it pitching a tent in her pants, pointing straight at me.

That's right dear, I'm hot for you.

I was startled.

"It's nice to see you again, Shelly," said Angelika. "I was pleased when Julian told me you returned. Pleased, but not surprised. He's an extraordinary man, isn't he?"

I looked up at him. "Oh, he's extraordinary, all right."

Angelika frowned at Julian. "Julian dear, why don't you leave me with dear Shelly so we can have some girl talk in private?"

Julian looked reluctant. What do you want to say to her?

"Never mind that. I'm not going to bite your chippy's head off. Just give us some space, dear. Shoo, shoo!" She waved her hand dismissively.

I'll be nearby. Julian reluctantly walked away.

He's so charming when he's protective like that, isn't he? I think he fears I'm going to eat you up!

Would you?

"Why not? You're a very sexy woman, Shelly."

Angelika's smile made me feel uncomfortable.

"But you shouldn't be. We're all friends now, aren't we?" She paused and ate a chocolate from the snack bar. "I so enjoyed that makeover I gave you. I see you're wearing the lipstick he gave you and the rouge, but not the eyeliner or the chikdik. Why not?"

"The eyeliner made me look like a whore," I said bluntly, looking at Angelika's. "So did the chikdik."

"Oh, so you do have some rough edges now, don't you? I think I like the new you better than the old one." She rubbed against me for a moment, letting me feel the chikdik between us. "The old Shelly was soft, malleable, and had a certain charm in her way. But the new Shelly is defiant, resistance. Nothing tastes better than defiance," she said, popping another chocolate between her plush, red lips.

"What do you want, Angelika?"

"What do I want? What do I want? I want to be friends dear!" She squeezed my hand. "After all, we have so much in common, don't we? Did you enjoy Julian? I taught him everything he knows, did you know that?"

"I guessed that."

"You guessed right. And just as I molded Julian, Julian molded you. You're like an imperfect copy of a copy." She smiled at me. "But imperfections can always be fixed." She paused again, giving me a sexy look out of the corner of her eye. "Julian loved the sex with you. And I can see why. He shared his memories with me."

"He... he did?"

"Um hm," said Angelika, munching on a treat. "More than once I climaxed to the memory of Julian, putting it in your tight snatch, Julian making you moan, Julian making your heavy, sweaty breasts bounce as he filled you with his seed. You were the subject of more than one exercise session between the J man and myself, you should know."

"Good to know," I said, feeling horrified at this intense violation of privacy.

"But you should feel flattered, not horrified." She touched my arm. "You're a very beautiful woman, you know that, Shelly Diggler, don't you?" She looked into my eyes. "Your heavy breasts... your luscious lips... your firm ass... your long, muscular legs...." As she spoke her face got closer and closer to mine. I felt an unnatural attraction. No, I wasn't like that! I couldn't!

I pulled away fractionally, and that was enough for Angelika, who also pulled back without any remorse. "I will enjoy you."

"I don't think so. Even Julian could never make me do that."

"Julian won't make you do anything," said Angelika. "You'll want to."

She saw the horror on my face and in my mind. "I know everything about you, Shelly Diggler, probably more than you know yourself. I know all about your history with your delightful Tom. I know of your great love for your Aunt Tammy, your homicidal father, and your delightful sisters and your even more delightful Mommy who all seem to have a special hankering for my lover. And I know how you usually need clitoral stimulation to climax."

My face turned bright red.

"There's no need to be ashamed, dear. Some women need it. But what if I told you that you could come normally, with a man inside of you, without needing to rub your clit?"

That got my full attention.

I thought it would.

How?

I could teach you.

Teach me?

She ran a finger down my arm. "If you... do certain things for me, I will do certain things for you. Are you interested, dear?"

To be able to come like a normal woman... with vaginal sex with a penis....

Yes.

But the price!

The price will be worth the cost.

Let me think about it.

Don't think too long.

Julian and I were lying in bed two days later, enjoying the afterwards. I looked at him. He was a handsome, sexy man. Why couldn't I find a man like that to love me?

I do love you. He put a hand on me, but I shook him away.

"You didn't mind me touching you just a few minutes ago."

"That was before."

"Because I made you come?"

Precisely.

Julian gave a loud laugh.

But then I heard movement in the hallway. What is that?

Angelika came into view. She stared at our naked, spent bodies, at Julian's red, shrunken penis and my obscenely stretched pussy lips. "Hello dears, am I early?"

Early?

I looked at Julian. She wasn't supposed to be here for another hour.

"I'm sorry, I guess I got my appointments mixed up," Angelika said innocently (or insolently? It was hard to tell). She gave Julian a sexy look.

Julian obediently got out of bed and embraced her, kissing her passionately.

Now? You're going to have sex with her now, right after... right after what we just did....

Angelika gave me a silky smile. You should know better than anyone how often Julian is able to perform, dear.

As Julian took off Angelika's clothes, I realized she was correct. Julian only seemed to demand one orgasm from me now, whereas in the past he wanted two or three. Now I knew why.

I hurriedly grabbed my clothes and got dressed. By the time I was dressed, however, Angelika was completely nude. She had long, shapely legs, a nice, firm upraised ass, a thick curly mat of pubic hair between her legs, firm round melons and a gorgeously thin and athletic looking body.

Why thank you dear. I think you're attractive too.

I hurried to get past them even as Julian started kissing her. But a hand reached out and grabbed me by the arm.

Join us. Join us dear.

My eyes narrowed, and I pulled away.

As I left the room, I felt the vague sound of laughter... but my ears heard only silence.

"What was it like, the first time you saw him again? Tell me!"

Audrey's eyes were shining. I had told my sister that I had gotten back together again with Julian, after a fashion. She knew about his infidelity. She knew how he had betrayed me.

And she didn't care.

My sister Audrey was smitten with Julian. I think at this time in her life (at 22 she had just graduated from college) she was doing some kind of temp job for the World Government and was going through a dry spell. Or maybe she really found Julian so very attractive. I know I did, at one time.

I saw I wasn't going to get any sympathy, or understanding, from my cute red haired little sister. But I could give her something, something that she wanted dearly. So, because I loved her, I gave it to her.

"He took me in his arms, and gently kissed me and said, welcome back," I said. Actually, he said "I knew you would come back", but I didn't think Audrey would find that as appealing.

"Oooh!" Audrey shivered.

"He kissed and hugged me all over. He told me to lift my arms, and I did. He pulled my shirt off. My control collar came next. He threw it across the room and hugged me tightly. For the first time I felt my breasts against his hairy chest."

"How did it feel?" Audrey looked so eager, so youthful.

I gave a grin I didn't feel. "Incredible!"

"Oooooh!"

"He caressed my breasts ever so slowly. Oh, Aud, it was like torture." I gestured with my own hand, moving over my own breasts with superficial brushing moves. "And then he took one of my breasts in his hand, and he told me he missed it, missed it so badly! And then he kissed me hard!"

"Ooooh, Shelly!"

I didn't have to read my sister's mind to see that her nipples were erect now, poking out of her shirt.

And so I semi-fabricated a story to please Audrey. I mean, it wasn't entirely fabricated--I just enhanced romantic elements of it that didn't exist. But as I described the sort-of lovemaking we had, I could see Audrey imagining it in her mind, imagining Julian, on top of me, filling me with his long, hard, masculine sex organ. Only it wasn't really me he was filling.

It was her.

As I stared at my redheaded sister's brilliant smile, glazed eyes, and erect nipples, what I felt most was envy. Envy that she could feel such lust, at a time when I was basically dead inside.

Three days after my last appointment with Julian, I returned to his apartment at precisely 8 PM. We had appointments now. We always had appointments. Just like an appointment with the hairdresser to get my hair done, an appointment with the dentist to get my teeth cleaned, an appointment with my vaginologist to get my pussy vaginated, I also had an appointment with Julian to get my pussy pounded. (And pounded hard!)

But when I arrived at his apartment I was in for another surprise. "Julian?" I said, looking around.

In here.

I found the faint sounds I heard to the bedroom. What I saw astounded me, though I suppose it shouldn't have.

Julian was on top, pounding into Angelika's pussy. She had her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him.

"Hey Shelly," Angelika said, in a musical voice, as she waved with a free hand.

I looked at Julian, who was still faced away from me.

Shell, I'll be with you in just... just a few... seconds...... AHHHH!

Julian gasped as he climaxed, pumping the beautiful redhead beneath him with his sperm. He collapsed and lay on top of her like a dead fish.

Julian, don't be rude! You're keeping dear Shelly waiting!

Right.

Julian pulled out. His penis was red and wet and semi-deflated.

You'll fix that for Julian, won't you, Shell?

My jaw dropped open. You expect me... right after you.....

"I'm sorry dear, we ran over. It's all my fault," said Angelika, stretching her legs. Her pubis was glistening with sweat and sperm. "But I just can't get enough of Julian!" She got up slowly, very slowly, and started to get dressed.

I turned to Julian. "Would you like me to come back another time?"

"No, no no no, I'll be gone in just a minute," said Angelika, closing the fastener on her pants. As she reached for her breast control collar, her melon shaped titties flopped around pleasantly.

Why thank you dear. I like them too.

I turned to Julian. "I could come back tomorrow, if you're tired."

"Julian's busy tomorrow," said Angelika firmly, as she snapped her breast control collar into place. She fluffed her hair and reached for her shirt. "In fact, he's going to be busy every day for the next few days dear. If you leave now, you lose your turn."

I swallowed heavily. I knew what she wanted me to do. What she was making me do. All of this had been planned. The only way I would have Julian would be on her terms... or else, not at all.

I felt a tingling in my clit. I had been looking forward to this all day. I desperately needed release. I could try and satisfy myself, but I knew it wouldn't be half as good.

"All right," I said abruptly. I turned and looked pointedly at Angelika. I'll do this, but there's no way in the world I'll let you watch.

Angelika closed her shirt and smiled at me. In time you may feel differently dear. You're making excellent progress.

She kissed Julian right in front of me. "Give it to her hard, dear."

"You know I will."

Then she patted my shoulder sympathetically and flashed a smile and was gone.

I felt anxious as Julian undressed me. I looked at the messy bed before us, the bed where Julian had just fucked another woman. In moments I would be on my back in the exact same place, being fucked by another woman's lover. Julian kissed me and touched me all over. I could see in his mind that this wasn't his idea, it was Angelika's. But at the same time Julian was definitely turned on by the idea of making love to two women, one after the other, especially when the second woman was somewhat reluctant. Especially when the second woman was me.

He lay me gently down in bed. "Make me hard," he whispered.

I look at the limp penis, the penis glistening with Angelika's juices which had just been inside her. No! I told myself, as I reached out and touched it. It was sticky as I expected. I started to rub his shaft. He stiffened as I touched him.

I'm going to fuck you even harder than I fucked her, he thought, as he kissed me passionately.

Can you really come again so quickly?

You know I can.

Do you really have anything left in there? I asked, fondling his sticky balls.

I'll always have enough left for you, Shelly.

His words excited me shamefully, and I felt a tingling in my clitoris. Julian smiled and rewarded me for positive thinking as he slowly wormed a finger inside my clit and started rubbing.

"Ah... ah... ah....."

That's right, Shelly. Just relax and enjoy it. He raised himself up, and I saw his red shaft getting ready to enter me. The same shaft that had just been inside Angelika minutes ago

Spread your legs, Honey Bun. That's right, lift'm up.

I whimpered in shame and distress and intense need as I felt Julian's penis slowly enter me. I gasped as he slowly disappeared inside of me. I was suddenly filled with his sinful shaft. Julian smiled as we were so intimately connected.

Then he started pumping me.

That's right, Shelly. Take it, take it, take it. The penis that's fucking you was just inside Angelika. You're sharing a connection with us, Shelly, a connection that's only going to get more and more intimate over time. When we're done with you you'll crave it so much and won't be able to live without it.

I whimpered softly as my cunt and my clit were so roughly stimulated. Julian's thoughts were painful, distressing, even horrifying. But I needed his touch so badly. I need him so badly.

And then Julian slowly and intimately brought me to orgasm.

I cried out with the taking, feeling Julian's' shaft erupt inside me at the same time. Angelika and I were sisters of a sort now, both sharing the same batch of sperm cooked up in Julian's balls.

I felt his shaft shrinking deep inside me.

Sisters, I like that.

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised when I arrived three days later for my next "Appointment" with Julian to find him and Angelika in bed together. "Running late once again?"

Angelika shook her head. "Actually, we've been waiting for you so we can get started."

She stood up, completely naked, and walked over to me.

"No," I whispered.

"Yes," said Angelika. She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.

No.

Angelika looked disappointed. "So sad. Are you sure you don't want to join us?"

I nodded.

She sighed, making her titties heave. "All right. Go back, go back into your little shell. Touch yourself alone and see what pleasure you can get from it." She turned away-

"Wait!"

Fear gripped me. Fear of rejection. I had lost my chance with Tom, and now I was throwing away my last opportunity, my last opportunity to actually feel something-

"You wanted to say something, Shelly?" Angelika cocked an eyebrow.

"I... I want to stay," I said haltingly.

"I knew you would."

Angelika undressed me slowly as Julian, sporting an erection, watched from the bed. As my breast control collar came off, Angelika smiled and said, "What beautiful titties" and I blushed as she coyly rubbed my arm.

My pants went next. I bit my lips as I felt Angelika gently rub my pubic hair through my panties. "What have you got in here, dear, hm?"

I looked away, completely embarrassed.

"There's no need to be embarrassed. No one here but us girls... and Julian, of course." Her coarse laughter filled the room as she lowered my panties. And then I was as nude as she was.

Angelika gently rubbed her fingers through my pubic hair. "What a delightful color. Yellow and brown. And so thick! How many men have climaxed at the sight of this?" She kissed me again. How many?

A few.

Angelika laughed, and stepped back. Isn't she sexy, Julian?

I always thought so.

She's so delicious I could just eat her up.

I blushed.

"A question, dear?"

"How... how will this work?" I asked.

"Quite simply, my dear." She looked into my eyes as she stroked my arm again. "However we want it to."

She turned to the bed and lay down on her back. She whispered something to Julian and he got on top of her and mounted her. And then I was forced to watch as Julian made love to Angelika.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Angelika gasped. As Julian pounded into her, Angelika gazed at me. Somehow, I had become a part of it.

I looked at her round melons, her slender athletic body, her bright red hair. She looked so attractive as Julian made love to her.

Why thank you, dear.

I reddened and the pace quickened. Julian's ass started clenching and unclenching more rapidly. I felt the lust each felt for the other, it was warm and radiant and infectious. I felt a tingling in my clit as I watched him pound into her, knowing that in a few minutes that very same penis would be entering me.

And then it happened. Julian stiffened and climaxed inside of her, just as she came as well. Angelika didn't need clitoral stimulation like I did, and so experiencing a raging orgasm around his thrusting tool.

As she came down from her high she said, "That was good."

"It's always good."

"But it's even better with an audience. Did you feel dear Shelly's arousal?"

Julian pulled out of her. His penis was wet and flaccid. "Yes."

"I can't wait to feel more of it. It's your turn, Honey Bun. Come here, don't be shy."

Honey Bun.

As I got into bed, Angelika's hand lightly touched my back. Julian took me in his arms and kissed me.

Make me hard.

I started fisting his penis, back and forth and back and forth.

That's right, dear. Make him hard again. Make him hard so you can feel him inside you. That's what you need more than anything, don't you? You'll do it even if I'm watching. Soon you'll want to do it even if the whole world is watching.

I felt so embarrassed, so humiliated. But I didn't stop rubbing.

When Julian was hard again I spread my legs but Julian shook his head minutely. Instead he lay on his back, with his penis pointing up at the ceiling. I glanced at Angelika's triumphant expression, and realized the next phase of their plan.

And so, with Julian's lover watching, I mounted him, held his wet penis up at an angle, and slowly lowered myself on him. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't fucking believe I was doing this while Julian's girlfriend watched us!

"That's right, dear, believe it. Doesn't it feel good?"

I didn't answer. Instead, I started moving up and down.

I was aware of two sets of hungry eyes on me, two sets of hungry minds eating me up. I had always thought my breasts were a bit unattractive because of the way they hung downwards without a control collar. But Julian loved them as they bounced... and so did Angelika.

I felt the heat of her arousal as she watched my bouncing titties. My taut red areolas and erect nipples excited her. She looked downwards and watched Julian's rod, the rod which had just been inside of her, appear and disappear inside of me, again and again and again.

That's right Sister, ride him, ride him hard. Up, down, up, down. Now grind your hips in a circle. Grind them, just as I taught Julian to teach you.

I grinded my hips, making Julian gasp as I stimulated the head of his penis. But he wasn't the only one. Angelika, linked to his mind, gasped as well.

Angelika was like a stowaway, joining us both on our trip to orgasm. She was like Julian and I were when we tapped into the lust of the newlyweds in the bridal suite, using their arousal to stimulate our own. I couldn't meet her gaze as Julian skillfully brought me to orgasm; I closed my eyes as I went over the edge, feeling him pulsating deep inside of me as we both got what we so desperately needed.

Clap clap clap.

"Very good dear. We've stripped away another lay of inhibitions. Don't you think she did well, Julian?"

"Yes," said Julian. "You're making excellent progress, Shelly."

Progress... towards what?​