Meeting with Ms. Hawthorne

I hung out with Nate for a little bit longer as we discussed my powers and Hailey Geffen. Despite his insistence, I would not tell him for sure whether or not I was going to try and meet up with Hailey before the party, because at this point I was honestly unsure if I would. A lot was already happening with my new powers, and throwing a hot coed in the mix who was horny for me to use them on her may be more trouble than it was worth. Then again, when I put it like that...

Nate also had a class that he needed to attend, so we parted ways not long after. As I walked out of the library, I checked my phone to see that I had an email from Ms. Hawthorne. I stopped dead in my tracks before nervously opening the app. I really should not have let myself get carried away in her class like that. I knew it was doubtful she would try and kick me out for using a power that should not exist, but she could still make my life hell in other ways.

I want to talk about what happened in class today. Can you come by my office? I'll be in here grading papers until later in the afternoon.

I reread the email once more and swallowed. Was she upset? It was impossible to tell from what she had sent. I almost wanted to tell her that I was too busy with other classes, but that was of course a lie. Besides, I could not just ignore this, right?

Deciding to just confront it head on, I quickly typed out my reply.

I'm just leaving the library. I can head over now if you want.

Almost immediately, I received her reply.

Perfect.

"I hope she isn't too pissed..." I muttered to no one in particular as I began the walk to her office.

Five minutes later I was knocking on her door. She called me in and I entered to find her seated behind her desk typing away at something on her computer.

"Shut the door and go ahead and have a seat." She gestured to one of the chairs situated across from her desk, and I obliged.

I stewed in my nervousness for a few more moments as she finished typing on whatever it was she was working on before she finally turned her full attention to me.

"Alright, so, you have telekinesis." She stated matter of factly.

"I, uh, well I...what's telekinesis?" I scratched the back of my head.

Ms. Hawthorne raised an eyebrow at me and leaned back in her chair.

"Telekinesis is how you lifted my skirt in class and grabbed my ass from across the room."

"Well...I...C'mon Ms. Hawthorne, that's crazy. How is that even possible?"

"Felix, please." She waved her hand as if to swat away my lies. "You have telekinesis. Or something like it. I'm guessing you just developed it because we've gone half the semester without my clothes misbehaving in class."

I opened my mouth to respond but she held up a hand to silence me.

"I just want to say..." She continued, "I'm not mad, and you're not in trouble or anything."

Now that took me off guard.

"What I am..." She leaned forwards with a hint of a smirk. "...is curious."

I sat there for a moment considering what she said.

"Curious about what?" I finally answered with a bit of caution.

"Well Felix, I'm curious about this new power of yours. And how you're going to use it."

I looked at Ms. Hawthorne for a moment in consideration. She honestly did not seem mad, but this could still be some sort of trick, right? I was about to try and keep up my charade of ignorance, but something stopped me. Maybe it was the look in Ms. Hawthorne's eyes, or maybe I was just feeling cocky, but I decided I would try and see just how far my teacher's curiosity was willing to go.

"Well..." I held my hands out in a semblance of a shrug. "I guess I'm still trying to figure that out." I leaned forwards slightly. "I'm still trying to figure out what all I can even do with this power." I paused for a moment and studied her face. "Wanna help?"

"Hm." Ms. Hawthorne observed me, her eyes tracing up and down. "Lock the door first. I don't want to explain to anyone who walks in why one of my students is rearranging my furniture with his mind."

I glanced behind me, and the door latch shut itself with an audible click. Ms. Hawthorne scoffed as I looked back and gave her head a small shake as tiny smile twitched at the corner of her lips.

"I knew you could do it, it's just...crazy" Ms. Hawthorne chuckled and leaned back in her chair. "So what are your limits? Can you rearrange molecules? Can you lift a car? Or is it more just like an extension of your hands?"

"I, uh, don't really know. It's more than just my hands, but I'm not really sure beyond that."

"Show me." Ms. Hawthorne commanded. "Do something that you couldn't just do with your hands."

"Alright." I shrugged with a smirk and leaned back in my chair to think.

I glanced around the room for a moment as I thought of how to demonstrate my ability when my eyes landed back on Ms. Hawthorne. Her curly auburn hair framed a pretty face accentuated my rounded metal framed glasses. She was still wearing what she had been in class earlier today: a form fitting sweater that accentuated her full and fir breasts with a long pleated skirt now resting across her long, toned legs. An inappropriate idea of how to use my power popped into my mind, so naturally I decided to attempt that.

"Let's try this..." I muttered while reaching out towards my teacher with my telekinetic sense.

"What...what are you doing?" Ms. Hawthorne shifted slightly in her seat and glanced down at her body.

My power seemed to operate as an almost hyper advanced sense of touch. At least that's how I perceived it in the moment. Reaching out with an almost imperceptible telekinetic ****, I could feel the contours of something and hold a sense of its form in my mind while I focused. If someone was not looking for it, I would imagine that it would feel like an almost imperceptible shiver pass over them as I telekinetically inspected and explored their body to hold a sense of it in my head. I was not focusing incredibly hard, so I wondered exactly how detailed I could get with my sense. Maybe I actually could manipulate molecules like Ms. Hawthorne said...

"Just trying to focus on something." I responded absentmindedly as I honed in on my target.

"Oooohh!" Ms. Hawkins suddenly perked up in her chair as her eyes widened slightly.

I had concentrated my sense onto her panties, holding every contour and shape of the garment in my head such that I could almost feel the individual fibers. With its form held in my head, I could use my telekinesis to manipulate and move it. Which I was currently doing, making it stir to life between Ms. Hawthorne's legs to then send humming tickling touches tracing up and down from the top of her crotch down and around to her asshole and back.

"Ever seen hands do that before?" I asked with a bit of smugness.

"Okay...okay I think I see what you mean!" She stuttered with a hint of breathlessness as she squirmed in her seat.

I let her off the telekinetic hook, and she slumped down slightly with a little sigh.

"That...Felix..." She shook her head with an incredulous scoff before letting out a slow breath.

"I'm still trying to figure out how detailed and strongly I can do things like that. That was probably the most complex thing I've done so far, but...well to be honest it was pretty easy."

"Easy?!" Ms. Hawthorne laughed. "Felix, you realize that you can just...I mean do you know what you could do with this?"

"I mean I have some ideas..."

Ms. Hawthorne breathed in sharply when the crotch of her panties molded against her pussy and began to hum in teasing swirling patterns. I had already been pushing some boundaries with how I was using my power, but I had not taken anything too far just yet. However, after seeing Hailey's eagerness in the library, and now experiencing Ms. Hawthorne's curiosity, I was feeling emboldened to push some limits. After all, I could do that with this power.

"Felix..." Ms. Hawthorne spoke slowly, closing her eyes as she sat up straighter and shifted against her seat.

"I have some ideas, but I could use some help figuring them out."

Ms. Hawthorne's eyes slowly opened to meet mine. Her panties were still acting up, and I could feel Ms. Hawthorne spread her legs slightly to allow them a little more room to misbehave.

"This is such a bad idea..." She muttered slightly as she shook her head. "But...It's my job to help you learn...to teach you..."

"You've been doing a great job so far." I grinned slyly.

Teaching me college English and helping me train my new powers was not exactly the same thing, but I was not about to start splitting hairs.

"Mmhmm..." She hummed, shifting her hips against her seat as I continued to make her panties play with her. "Alright then...mmm...lets start with your first lesson."

"Lesson?" I arched an eyebrow, still animating her underwear.

"Yes...Yes a lesson." She breathed slowly. "You said you had to focus. Y-You said what you're doing to my panties right now...is easy..."

"In a sense, yeah." I shrugged, feeling myself becoming more aroused as I watched my teacher squirm from my telekinetic manipulations.

"Well-hmmmm-well since you're already f-focusing down there...how about you try focusing a little deeper."

"Deeper?" I asked with a bit of surprise.

"You heard me." She looked me dead in the eyes. "Show me what you can do."

My hot teacher was sitting there enthralled in my telekinetic grip, and she was horny for more? I did not need to be told twice.

"Yes ma'am..." I answered, leaning in towards the desk, my eyes trailing downwards as my focus shifted and magnified.

"Ooooh my god!" Ms. Hawthorne's hands suddenly grabbed the edge of the table as she sucked in a gasping breath.

"Is this what you had in mind?"

"Yessss...yes!" Ms. Hawthorne groaned, eagerly rocking her hips against her chair.

I had managed to split my focus. One small part of it kept her panties playing between her legs, practically on auto pilot. The rest of my attention had shifted to moving inwards through her intimates. The form of her clit was held in my head down to nearly the neurons, giving me precise and intimate control over how I touched and pleasured it. I started with a light swirling vibration that danced around it with subtle pressure. The remainder of my focus creeped upwards into her flower, delicately sliding up her inner walls in a humming and teasing manner that gently yet firmly began to expand. I quite literally held her in the palm of my telekinetic hand. Every nerve and curve was under my control, and I was putting them to work.

"I didn't realize that I could focus in with so much...detail." I mused as I continued to toy with my teacher, feeling my cock pressing against the front of my pants.

"I've...I've never felt...oh god..." Ms. Hawthorne groaned breathlessly.

Keeping my magic working between her legs, my eyes drifted up to her well endowed chest accentuated by her form fitting sweater. With my telekinesis though, that clothing was no barrier to my invisible touch. I held the form of her firm tits cupped by a lacy bra in my mind, and I honed in to slide a new **** into place.

"What? How...oooh..."

Ms. Hawthorne's hands grasped her mounds as two humming mouths latched on to her nipples beneath her bra to swirl eager tingling tongues around the rapidly hardening nubs. Between her legs, the **** I was sending sliding up into her flower was beginning to solidify into a more familiar shape as it continued to expand. My teacher continued to shift and squirm her hips as the humming **** grew until she could no longer keep her ass fully seated in her chair. Her hands chaotically moved and roamed about her body, following the sensations I was causing as if she was trying to both determine what was causing them and to help them along.

"Nnghoooh god!" She moaned as her eyes fluttered up in their sockets.

With my teacher's body held in my mental grasp, I found that I could almost feel it physically. That invisible telekinetic rod in her pussy could almost be my own cock if I manipulated my focus just enough. My member eagerly swelled against me as the sensations of Ms. Hawthorne's inner flower began to close in it. I almost let myself give in to the feeling, before I managed to veer off from that psychic connection. That was dangerous waters to be treading, so I decided to keep it at a distance for the moment. Making Ms. Hawthorne come would be enough for now. Speaking of which...

I could sense that she was close to the edge, so I decided to give her the last push to send her over. Keeping all of my telekinetic ministrations going at once, I honed in on her clit and amped up the pressure and intensity of the tingling, humming **** swirling around it to surge against the sensitive nerve endings all at once. At the same time, the telekinetic phallus in her pussy surged upwards, completely lifting her ass from her seat with assistance from her still vibrating panties that were now pulling up and pushing between her legs.

Ms. Hawthorne let out a small jerking squeak before her mouth dropped open in a wordless gasping moan as she shook in ecstasy in the palm of my telekinetic grip. Her hands clenched the armrests of her chair as her nails dug and scrapped into the leather upholstery in a white-knuckled grip.

"Mmmngh! Gngaa..." Was the only sounds she managed to produce as an intense orgasm wracked her body.

Focusing in on her clit again, I zapped it with even more vibrating energy that flowed up through her pussy. An immediate orgasmic aftershock twitched up through her body, giving her a minor gasping convulsion. I zapped her again, and she jerked with such orgasmic conviction that she would have fallen out of her chair if not for my telekinetic forces puppeteering her body.

"Felix please!" She managed to moan between shuddering gasps.

Realizing that I may have been going a bit overboard, I begin to ease back on the forces I was steering her orgasm with. Her ass had been completely lifted out of her chair from the invisible forces tormentingly flowing into her, so she began to gently lower back down as I pulled back. Slowly, she settled back down into the seat as her breathing came back under her control.

When my telekinetic touch finally retreated completely, she let out a long slow breath before looking me in the eye with an incredulous stare, her gaze piercing through a few loose strands of her curly auburn hair that had fallen across her face.

"I think that was a pretty good lesson." I smirked cockily from across the desk.

"Felix..." My professor spoke slowly as the heaving of her chest slowly calmed back down to its regular rhythm. "Stand up."

I hesitated for a moment, before obeying her command. When I did, I saw her eyes flick down to the noticeable bulge in my pants before looking back up to my face. She seemed to be thinking for a moment before the hint of a smile twitched at the corner of her lips.

"Well mister...I hope you took that lesson to heart, because I can already think of a few more challenging tests."

"Challenging?"

"Yes. " She nodded slowly with a hint of mischief in her eyes. "I think I'll wait to tell you though. I want you to be surprised."

It was my turn to be surprised. For a moment there, I had feared that I had taken things too far with my professor. But now here she was, seemingly already scheming more ways for me to use my new powers on her. There was a deep, horny part of me that had been wanting to use my new powers in all sort of inappropriate ways, and there were now apparently two women that seemed eager for me to do the same. I could feel a sort of lustful creature stirring within me, eager to seize my powers and use it for its own amorous ends. A wolfish grin began to crawl across my face.

"Don't worry Ms. Hawthorne, I can be a damn good student."