Romance The Story of My Telepathic Life

"Aunt Tammy, what am I becoming?"

Aunt Tammy was relaxing in her backyard when I paid her a visit wearing a stunning red bathing suit. "Is that a trick question, Shelly?"

I had told her that I had gotten back together with Julian, but I was purposefully vague on the specifics. "Julian.. is making me do things."

"Things? What kind of things?"

"Just... things."

Aunt Tammy frowned. "How can he make you do things?"

"Uhhhh....."

"Could it be that he asks you to do things, and you do them, even if you don't really want to?"

"Yes. That's a better description!"

"So what's your problem?"

I hugged myself, remembering bouncing up and down on Julian's shaft while Angelika watched. After we had finished, while I was getting dressed, she had kissed me again and said, "I'm so proud of you, Shelly."

"I don't know if what I'm doing is too much."

"I see," said Aunt Tammy.

How could she, when I hadn't even explained what I had been doing? "Aunt Tammy?'

"Yes, dear?"

"Well?"

"Well what?" she looked at me. "Was there a question involved?"

"Should I keep doing those things... that I don't want to do?"

"Of course not. You should never do things you don't want to." She looked at me directly. "And yet, you keep doing them. You keep doing them because even though you don't want to do them, not doing them is an even worse alternative, because in doing what you don't want to do you also do things you very much want to do."

I was astonished. Aunt Tamara had described the situation so perfectly.

"How will I know when to stop?" I asked.

"You'll know."

"How?"

"Don't ask silly questions, Shelly. You're much too smart for that."

"Hello, Shelly," said Julian, kissing me.

Then it was Angelika's turn.

"Hello, Shelly," she said, looking at me.

I tentatively embraced Angelika and gave her a peck on the lips. She frowned. We'll have to work on that, won't we?

She started to remove my shirt.

Undress me, Shelly. Work with me, and I'll work with you.

Reluctantly I started to pull off Angelika's shirt. She had an incredibly toned body.

Thank you.

We stared at each other in our breast control collars, two women, almost topless, in the presence of a man who was in the process of disrobing as well. The room was charged with sexual tension.

Let's see if we can charge it even more. She reached behind me for the locking mechanism of my control collar. I felt Angelika's warm arms around me, and her collared titties pressing against mine.

Are you going to help me remove mine, Shelly?

Reluctantly I reached behind Angelika. She paused, waiting so that we would both unlock together.

And then she took a step back and both our control collars fell to the ground. I felt rather than saw Julian getting an erection as he watched us both topless, our titties aimed at each other. I looked at Angelika's breasts. She was a few years older than me but they didn't have a hint of sag. They looked so round and perfect. Her areolas were red and taut, her prominent nipples erect. I wasn't attracted to women, not in the slightest, but I had to admit that she was gorgeous.

Thank you, Sister. You are too. She lifted my teats in her delicate hands. Just because they hang down doesn't make them any less attractive. They're so long, so juicy, so very suckable.

No!

I gasped as Angelika put a teat in her mouth and sucked. Her eyes smiled at me as she sucked me. I felt Julian's erection getting painfully hard even though I had yet to even see it.

Do you like what I'm doing to you, Sister? Do you like how I make you feel?

I tried not to think, tried not to make any admission which could be construed--and then I gasped as my wet nipple came free.

Very suckable. Very fuckable.

Her hand went down to my skirt. She gave me a look, and my hand went down to hers. I wasn't wearing underwear and I knew she wasn't either. Julian had told me that Angelika didn't want me wearing pants or underwear the next time I came over. She wanted easier access.

My skirt dropped to the ground and so did hers. We were completely naked.

I looked at her young, athletic body. You're so beautiful.

You are too.

And then we kissed again. I felt the feeling of her body pressed against mine, her titties pressed against my titties, her smooth thighs and thick pubic hair pressed against mine, and I groaned. What was happening here? I wasn't attracted to women? I couldn't be!

When she pulled back, Angelika looked questioningly at me.

I didn't know what to think.

Shall I go first, Sister, or would you like to do the honors?

"First?"

With Julian, baby lover.

I considered quickly. A few seconds ago I would have preferred to go first so I wouldn't have to deal with that sticky penis wet with another woman's juices. But as I looked at Angelika's sexy, sexy body-

"Julian dear, Shelly wishes to watch us go first."

"Excellent," Julian smiled.

This time Angelika was on top. I am convinced it was for my benefit.

Her body was coated in sweat. Her firm ass was gleaming, So was her back. So were her firm ripe melons, which barely had a hint of sag. Her luxurious red hair framed her face so wonderfully. She had such a sexy smile on her lips as she rode up and down on her lover. As she made love to Julian, I also felt in a way that she was making love to me.

Look into my mind, Shelly. Do you feel it? Do you feel his rod, going in and out of me?

Yes.

Do you feel the tingling sensation in my cunt?

Is that what it feels like, to actually feel it inside?

Yes, and it only gets better. Stay with me, Shelly. Share my thoughts.

Julian brought Angelika closer and closer to orgasm. She was smiling at him, but thinking of me. I was in her mind as she felt the painfully pleasurable tightening in her cunt, the feeling of the massive buildup of sexual tension... the feeling of Julian's rod stimulating her with every in and out, again and again and again.

"Oh," Angelika cried.

"Oh!" Julian said.

"Oooooh!" Angelika cried again, and this time I realized I was crying aloud with her. I felt the explosion in her cunt as a massive orgasm radiated out of her. I felt her sexy body jolting as a shockwave of sexual energy spread from her head to her toes. I felt the tremendous feeling of sexual satisfaction, of the delicious releasing of her burden, the amazingly satisfied feeling of coming around her lover's penis, a feeling I had also felt, but never so directly.

And then it was done.

"Good?" Julian inquired.

"Always." Angelika climbed off him. His penis, still erect, slid free. "But why don't you ask Shelly?"

Two pairs of eyes stared at me. I swallowed heavily. "You seemed... to enjoy it."

"So did you, dear." She walked past me, casually touching my shoulder as she left to get a drink of water.

I turned to Julian. "You liked that, didn't you?"

"Having sex with one telepath is great. Having sex with two is amazing," said Julian. "When Angelika come back, we'll have sex, and she'll link her mind to yours, and you'll both enjoy it."

"No!" What was happening to me?

"Yes, Shelly, you will," said Julian.

Angelika returned to the bedroom. Her walk was so sexual, one foot in front of the other, her legs so close together that her thighs rubbed against her pubic hair. "Where were we?"she smiled. She got into bed again and lay down on her back, with her head raised on a pillow against the headboard. Then she spread her legs and her arms.

I thought it was my turn.

It is your turn, dear. Come to bed.

Still not quite knowing what was going to happen next, I climbed into bed. Angelika took me by the arms and turned me around so that I was lying on top of her, against her, on my back. I felt the warmth of her breasts pressed against my back; my legs were between her spread legs; and then she reached out and grabbed each one of my hands with one of her own, locking me in a loving embrace.

She's ready for you, Julian.

Julian smiled and then slowly and carefully got on top of me.

It was an odd sensation being kissed and hugged by a man while having a woman behind and underneath me. As Julian kissed me and rubbed his body against me, I felt Angelika pressed against my back, holding my hands, and the inside of her thighs touching the outside of mine. She felt like an intimate part of the sex act.

I kissed Julian passionately, trying to tune her out, but it was impossible. I felt Angelika's thoughts, as she tasted and sampled mine. She was very much a part of the process. It was Angelika who whispered in my ear to kiss Julian harder, and I did; it was Angelika who told Julian to palm my breasts a certain way, and he did; and it was Angelika who finally decided when it was time for Julian to broach me.

Now, Julian.

With pleasure!

Julian, at the command of his red headed lover, aimed his rod lower. I saw the head of his red, engorged shaft touch the lips of my vulva.

Do it!

I gasped as Julian inserted himself into me.

Aaaaaaahh. I don't know if that was me or Angelika.

Our minds seemed to have become one. I/we felt Julian pounding tightly into my pussy. I/we felt one of Angelika's hands snaking down to rub my clit. I/we felt her other free hand squeezing one of my titties. I/we felt Julian inside of us, saw Julian looking into our eyes, heard Julian saying he loved us as he pounded into us passionately.

The head of my lover's penis inside of me... Angelika's fingers on my clit; the warmth of Julian's masculine body on top of me... the feeling of Angelika's soft titties pressed against my back... the feeling of Julian inside my body... Angelika inside my mind... the frictioning grew stronger and stronger....

"Aaaaah!" a six legged lover cried as one. "Ahhh.. ahh... AHHHHHH!"

I felt the most spectacular climax as Julian filled me with his seed. I felt the joy in his mind as he released inside of me, and I felt Angelika sharing our pleasure together.

It was a long time coming down from that high. I truthfully don't remember much of it. All I remember is getting dressed and ready to go. "Thank you," I said, putting my arms around him and kissing him.

As I turned to go I saw Angelika standing there in a blue bathrobe, one of her hips and legs jutting out provocatively. I stared at her for a moment, then impulsively went up to her and kissed her. She really was quite a beauty.

Yum. You are too.

The next time I saw Angelika and Julian I completed the transition that I hadn't even known that I had began. They were waiting for me in Julian's bedroom fully clothed. I entered the room and kissed Julian, who kissed me back. Then I turned and looked at Angelika, and kissed her as well.

Happy to see me?

Maybe.

"Maybe," Angelika smirked. She looked into my eyes. I think you know what to do next.

I did. I slowly started undressing her without prompting. Angelika did the same to me while Julian undressed himself. We bared our bodies and our breasts and our legs and our thighs and our pussies to each other. All the while Angelika gave me that little smile. When we stood nude in front of each other, Angelika stood still for a moment, drinking me in.

You're so beautiful, Sister.

You are too... Sister.

Angelika put a hand over my body. At first she touched my shoulder. Her touch was electric. Then her hand move down to my breasts, to my belly, to my thighs, and between my legs. She smiled as she saw me accept her touch.

And then I gasped as I was entered by a single finger. Angelika found my clit and started stroking.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah-"

Do me too, Sister.

Hesitantly, I reached down and touched Angelika's pussy. I had never touched another woman this way, never! I reached down through her wiry pubic hair and found her entrance, and paused.

Go inside. I won't bite.

Angelika trembled ever so slightly as I invaded her digitally. I felt her clit and started rubbing.

Ooooh, that's good, Shelly! Is that how Mrs. Issenberg taught you to do it?

I blushed. Yes.

Angelika looked me in the eyes. You're a good student. And a fast learner. She had big, dark expressive eyes, like Shoshanna. I shivered.

I felt the tension in my clit increasing.

You make me feel good. Do I make you feel good?

Yes!

Then kiss me, Sister. Show me how grateful you are.

And then I leaned in and gave Angelika a strong kiss. She kissed me back, careful not to sever the connections between us. We kissed and fondled and helped each other climb the orgasm tree. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Julian, completely naked, stroking himself as he watched. I felt him in our minds, watching, sampling, enjoying.

I felt the tension rising to unsustainable heights.

Angelika... I'm going to-

I am too! Kiss me, Sister!

I kissed her hard, just as we both came. Our bodies shuddered together as we climaxed. As we did, I felt a string of wetness on my arm and back.

Sperm.

Angelika and I still fondled each other clits, but much more slowly now, as we expertly surfed downwards from our respective highs, milking the last remnants of our orgasms. Neither of us needed any instruction on when to go slower or faster; we simply knew. And then it was done.

Angelika put an arm around me. She's ready, Julian, don't you think?

Julian, still stroking his spent penis, smiled. Yes, I think so.

And so I became Julian and Angelika's lover. I did anything and everything they asked of me. Well, almost everything. There was one thing I wouldn't do with my mouth that disappointed Angelika, but she merely smiled and said, "We'll give it time." Otherwise they had complete run of my body, and I of theirs. Sometimes Angelika and I would pleasure each other while Julian watched; sometimes I would watch her and Julian go at it, while touching myself, or I and Julian would make love while Angelika did the same.

On one level I felt intensely sexually liberated by the experience; I always left Julian's apartment feeling rested and relaxed, with all the tension drained from both my mind and genitals.

But on another level I felt nothing. There was certainly no lover here, not between me and Julian or me and Angelika. We were simply sex partners, extended exercise buddies. In a sense it was like high school all over again when I used to ride the menstrual cycles with the girls; only the menstrual cycles had penises and vaginas and could give me orgasms and talk.

And so things continued on for two months (or was it three?) until it led to an unexpected end.

We would sometimes go out to parties together. Angelika took a personal interest in dressing me and we would often dress us both in identical leather outfits. I was once again back to wearing heavy makeup and eye shadow as well as a hard rigid chikdik inside my tight leather pants. We would go to parties or venues and sample the sexual tension we would create.

Look at that guy, Angelika would think, gesturing to a handsome hunk who looked like a professional assball player. He looked Spanishy, and very muscular. He wants you.

Is he looking at me, or you?

You.

I shuddered as I felt his arousal. He saw my breasts, my face, my body, my chikdick sticking out of my shiny leather pants and felt tremendously aroused. His need for me was so great that it was almost painful. He fantasized about fucking me really hard, so hard that my breasts bounced in every direction.

Delicious, isn't it?

Kind of.

Kind of? Go and talk to him, Sister.

Why?

Just do it.

Angelika took me by the arm and led me over to the man, who was talking to Julian. "Hey, girls," said Julian, acting like he was totally unaware of what had just transpired. "Shelly, Angelika, I'd like you to meet Miguel DeSoto. Miguel works for Titansoft, a company we're doing a lot of work for right now."

"Charmed to meet you," said Miguel, ignoring Angelika totally as he shook my hand. "You are a lawyer too?"

"No," I said.

"Shelly is a freelance journalist," said Julian. "She interviewed me. Perhaps she could interview you."

"There's nothing I'd love better," said Miguel. "I have many stories I could tell you."

"Perhaps later," I said. I felt flustered by his intense arousal. His sex drive felt even stronger than Julian's. Flirting with this complete stranger who was thinking about fucking my brains out was a little out of my comfort zone. Angelika, sensing this, took me by the arm and steered me away. Steer near the fire, but not into it.

When Angelika and I got back to Julian's apartment, she said, "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes," I said. But I sensed something behind her words. "Where's Julian?"

"Oh, he'll be along soon," said Angelika. She patted the bed, and I sat down next to it. She started fondling me. You've made a lot of progress, Shelly. We're both very proud of you.

Thanks.

I felt her hands playing with my titties. But now it's time to stake the next step.

Next step?

The door opened, and Julian stepped into the room. So did Miguel. Julian was fully clothed; Miguel was not.

I gasped as I saw the size of his sexual organ; even flaccid, it was bigger than Julian's, much bigger.

"Hi," said Miguel.

"Hi," I said weakly. Angelika, what is this?

I think you know. We have selected you to pleasure Miguel.

Why?

You have to ask? He's handsome, he's sexy, he'll be a great fuck, for you and for us.

And he's one of Julian's clients. Is that the next step you're referring to? Pimping me out like a sex worker?

You'll like it, Shelly. You've liked everything else we've had you do. You'll like this.

I looked doubtfully at Miguel's hunky body. He definitely was very well built and physically attractive.

But he was also a complete stranger.

Was this something I could do?

I had let myself be seduced by Julian. I had let myself be seduced by Julian's girlfriend. I had let myself participate in threesomes.

But this... this was a step too far.

I got up to go, looking away from Miguel's disappointed face. What's wrong? Why isn't she fucking me? You said she would do it.

Angelika looked at me. I'm sorry it has to come to this.

But you're always welcome back, said Julian. No hard feelings.

Ha! As I walked to the bedroom door right past a confused looking Miguel, I thought, do you really think I'll come crawling back a second time? Not bloody likely.

You'll be back, Shelly. We'll meet again, Sister.

Sister.

[This is an abridged version of my novel "The Story of My Telepathic Life"]
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