Who cares about campus?

That evening I returned home and as I expected Leon wasn't back yet. So I meditated, got stoned and played some video games... In this order. But I never really got that talk with Jaz out of my head...

I had saved up for her a few days, but after that I nutted two times. Things should have been back to normal... more or less. I mean, I was ready to go again now, sure but... So I fired up pornhub and looked for some nice videos but after that particular day I ended up watching some weird tentacle hentai like and gokkun stuff. That wasn't my usual kink but messing with Fitties head had obviously given me some ideas. When I came, I ejaculated an absolutely normal amount. There was nothing inhumanly about the amount of cum I produced and that made me wonder if I had really set up an illusion for Fittie, or if I had affected Jaz and maybe myself too. I couldn't really be sure, so I thought about a way to test the ability to mess with peoples sensations but designing a Test wasn't easy, especially when the possibility exists that you fool your own sensations and perceptions... I decided to first test it on Leon when he came back. That seemed easy to do and least dangerous or embarrassing in case it didn't work. Also I decided to try something out: If I could make people see things that weren't there, maybe I could also make them not see things, that were there... So I sat down and meditated. Meditating when you are a little stoned can be rewarding and fun... I sat until I heard Leon open the door. I reached out and sensed his presence. I entered his mind and tried to connect to his sensations. I managed, or at least I thought I managed to conceil my presence from him. Heavy grey clouds like a veil of fog covered me in his mind. I got up and waited for him to come in. I heard him put down his bags... He entered the kitchen / living room in which the lights were on. „D! You home?” I stayed silent. He came up to the couch and looked into my room. My PC was running, the light was off. He looked straight at me and shrugged. Then he grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat down. I went through the kitchen, into our hallway, towards his room and the bathroom. He was fixated on the TV. I let the veil fall down and entered the living room from the hallway. „O hi, D. There you are. I wondered if you left your PC running the whole weekend.” „Hey, Leon. Naah, that would have been a waste of energy and money I think.” „Indeed. So how was your weekend?” „It was... weird. The weirdest! We met Jaz' ex. He went crazy and put a knife to her throat.” „What the fuck? She alright?” „Yeah, she... she had a superficial cut. That bastard missed an artery though. Whole thing was pretty close.” „Shit!” „Yeah. We managed to get away, no cops involved.” „Are you sure this was the best of ideas? What about the next person, he's gonna threaten. What if he doesn't miss their artery then? Huh?” „I don't think he will do that again. He was pretty in the bag and Jaz was really really mean. She outright tortured him, giving him a really bad conscience and made him watch as she gave a blowjob to me.” „Dude! Weird! So she put on a show for him in order to thank him for not killing her?” „No... It was something he always wanted from her. She was showing him what he would never get.” „Still weird.” „I wholeheartedly agree, but that's what she did anyway.”

I told him the whole story, left some details out and of course didn't say anything about strange powers...

And regarding my test, Leon seemed to have no idea that I had passed him before. Especially with Leon this should not be overestimated but it was an encouraging first result. I tested this ability during the next days on campus with the same results: Appearently I could mess with peoples sensations, making them hear, see, smell, taste and feel things, that weren't there. It was possible but straining, even more so the more complex an illusion was. Interestingly this was not true for conceiling things, that were there like myself. So hiding in plain sight became, with a little training, a real possibility... I was pretty sure that skill would come in handy in the future.

That evening Mary came by, as she often did. There were some TV-shows airing that evening we usually watched together. Her flat mates didn't like them too much and so she didn't have to watch them alone. She was dressed very casual, as she would maybe on a movies night home with her flat mates: Lose pyjama pants, an old beige white shirt that revealed al little bit too much of her belly and lower back and no shoes. Her delicate feet with the long toes, the smooth and tanned skin, her blonde curly mane... That girl was extraordinary.

We sat and watched our shows. We had a few drinks. We talked. We laughed. And then, there came the point, when Mary usually left. The next show was different. A comedy show, but somewhat special. Mary always said, she couldn't bear to watch it because it reminded her of persons she had contact with in real life. But as she made clear she was about to leave, I didn't want her to. The smell of her body, her blonde mane, her smile and her outgoing personality... I just didn't want her to leave. So I outright asked her to stay, give the show a chance and to regale us with her presence. I would have never done that a few weeks back, but things were different now. Even Leon noticed the change in my behavior. He raised an eyebrow and I could have sensed his surprise from a mile away. She looked at me and gave me the most mysteriois smile. I always loved her smiles, especially the mysterious ones... I reached out, sensed her weghing her opportunities and shifted the gage to my advantage. I still noticed the effort it took to make people change their minds, but it also seemed to be getting easier. Mary for example, we had often asked her to stay after we moved in and these evenings began, but she always refused. Appearently the show was a no go for her. At first it became sort of a running gag but eventually we just stopped because it was all too obvious she was serious about the show. Making her change her mind would have taken quite the effort a few weeks back, but finding people's weak spots and using them to my advantage became more and more easy. Like reaching out, at first I had to concentrate on the person, isolate the mind I was going to enter from the painful cacophony in my head, but now, it almost became second nature.

The show went by and I have to admit, Leon and I seemed to enjoy it more than Mary did. But she stayed. And while I followed this week's episode, a plan formed in my head. When the opportunity was favorable, I entered her mind. I digged out memories of our evening together, me licking her to an orgasm... I found the memory, brought it to her attention and I got the results I was hoping for. Arousal formed on the horizon of her consiousness, Rilling in Like a thunderstrom. But there was also this feeling of being compelled to reject sexual intetaction and to avoid any form of relationship of that kind. Without her knowing I searched her memories for the point if origin for that... odd idea but it all was a foggy haze, bits and pieces, nothing concrete so I left it for the time being.

Not long after the end of our show, Leon received a phone call by his long time girlfriend. He and Jessica had been together for years, enduring a long distance relationship which led to hours and hours of seemingly endless phone calls. But to be honest, Jessica was totally worth it. As was to be expected, Leon bid us farewell and left for the privacy of his room. Exactly what I had hoped for. Mary hadn't finished her beer and we started a slightly awkward conversation. We both tried to avoid the elephant in the room, but I took every opportunity I got to stoke her lust until she fidgeted about on her side of the couch.

That was the moment to strike, I looked her straight in the eye and though it was totally unrelated to our previous topics, I said, „you know, it's okay. I... think about it too.” She looked at me nervously and bit her lower lip. „I just...” She hesitated and I encouraged her to speak openly. „I just thought, I never really... uhm thanked you properly for... that evening.” „No need to thank me, Mary. I told you, I enjoyed doing that for you and”, I used a very low voice now to make sure, Leon couldn't overhear our conversation, „I'ld gladly do it again. No strings attached. Promise.” She blushed. Oh my fucking gods! This girl was unbelievably cute. Her skin was soft, velvety and tanned. A light copperish brown and while her skin was perfect all over her athletic body, she had some dark marks on her cheeks. It was obvious she didn't like this flaw in her appearence, because when going out and wearing make up, she almost always tried to cover them up, but not today. I always thought this marks gave some authenticity and character to her otherwise almost perfect body... Even with her sexy and naturally tanned skin color and the dark marks, one could see her cheeks redden slightly. In this moment she was perfect to me.

„Promise?” „Mary, I promise to you, this is absolutely platonically hedonistic. I genuinely enjoy giving you pleasure and uhm... like a good Epicurean, I would not mind getting something in return, but uhm... You catch my meaning.” She looked around conspiratorially, then took my hand and drew me to my room. She closed the door behind us. „Would you care to fire up some music?” She smiled at me and shyly stroked a strand of her curly mane behind her ear. Her look and her bevavior almost instantly drove me crazy. I couldn't wait for the music to start but as soon as it did, I turned to the sexy blonde standing with bare feet in front of my king size bed, I layed my hands around her waist and she rose up a few centimeters to kiss me.