Mind Job

Chris could not believe his luck. The hot redhead teacher that all the guys wanted to fuck was willing to fuck him. Sure it was a telepathic projection, but Chris would not pass up this chance. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity and he would take it. She looked amazing in her pink camisole and purple panties. Her camisole was small enough that it perked up her tits that made them look spectacular, while her panties looked quite cute against her skin.

“Of course!” was all Chris could get out as his nerves got the better of him. “Can...can I touch you?” asked Chris, not sure how to fool around with a telepathic projection. Jean giggled at Chris’ question. She had heard that one many times before. She slowly walked over the teen as he sat in the chair, she made sure to sway her hips extra provocatively.

“Ready for some fun?” asked Jean as she placed her hands on his leg and leaned in close to Chris, which gave him a nice view of her perky breasts. Chris’ eyes were immediately drawn to Jean’s tits as they hung in front of his face, mere inches away. If he wanted to, Chris could easily reach her tit and begin to lick, suck, or bite it if he so desired. “Oh my, such dirty thoughts already?” teased Jean as she swayed her breasts back and forth. Chris’ eyes followed them, clearly under their hypnosis. Jean could not help but smile at the power she had over this young man.

“I-I can’t help it!” Chris cried out. “You titties are right there! I just wanna suck on them!” admitted Chris. Jean leaned in close, so her covered breasts were only an inch away. She could feel Chris’ hot breath blow across her nipples. Due to the stimulation, her nipples became hard, a fact that did not escape Chris’ attention.

“Well, who's stopping you?” she asked coyly. She could see Chris’ eyes light up with her suggestion. Chris greedily grabbed at her pert tits, pawing at them from over her bra. The cloth of her bra rubbed against her hard nipples as Chris roughly handled her tits. He was very different from Scott, who tended to treat her softly during intimate acts. Her tits were not the biggest Chris had played with, but they were very nice B-Cup breasts that were very perky. Her hard nipples became an early target for Chris, as he first moved his palm over the poking piece of her tit before his fingers began to grab them from through the cloth. Jean grasped and moaned as the young man, her student, played with her barely covered breasts. She could feel the wetness soaking her panties and dripping down her legs. She was surprised by how turned on she was becoming with just this simple breasts and nipple play. Scott would only lightly squeeze and kiss them, he never gave them this much attention.

“Oh wow, you are so good at that!” exclaimed Jean, who could no longer contain her excitement and horniness. Jean was not sure how far she would go with Chris, but she knew she wanted to enjoy it. This was a rare time where she could let loose and not be tied down by her commitments and responsibilities. This was a time for her to just have stupid, sexual fun.

“Thanks, I’ve had a bit of practice,” bragged Chris as he tried to impress the slightly older woman. He knew she was married and thought she and Scott probably did all sorts of kinky sex things. While he did not know that the two were rather vanilla and lovey-dovey with sex, Jean could not help but be intrigued by the images that popped into his head about the two of them. Chris deftly removed Jean’s breasts from their enclosure, and attacked the fleshy sacs that brought him joy.

The new sensation of his mouth and tongue on her tits shot an electric jolt from her chest straight to her dripping pussy. Her urges were starting to overwhelm her rational thoughts. She had certain lines she did not want to cross, but the more her and Chris fooled around, the harder it became to actually hold to those lines.

“Then how about a kiss?” asked Chris as he leaned towards Jean’s cherry red lips. Jean suddenly had a strong urge to kiss Chris. It was a very strong and nearly impossible instinct to do as Chris said. She leaned in closer and closer, her lips nearly touching the boys. Before the two would touch, however, her training against mental manipulation kicked in and her mind quickly removed the invading thoughts. While the urge to kiss Chris had disappeared, her horniness and wanting to have fun with him did not.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” replied Jean as she placed her slender finger on his lips. “Kisses are for my husband. So is sex. We’re just here to fool around and have some fun,” she whispered to him in a sexy voice. Chris’ hands went back to playing with Jean’s titties after he heard the hard lines she had set up.

“That’s fine, I’m ok with playing with these,” he said between swapping sucking her tits and nibbling on her nipples. The nipple play had really gotten to Jean, who had decided that must be one of her erogenous zones.

“Oh yeah, keep doing what you’re doing!” exclaimed Jean, who was riding high on the euphoria of the whole situation. During her enjoyment, she looked down and noticed Chris had stopped masturbating while playing with her tits. While she would not do sex, a handjob would be perfectly fine, she decided.

Chris was caught off guard when he felt a soft, velvety feeling on his dick. He looked down while sucking on a tit to see Jean’s hand on his member. Her hand slowly began to move itself up and down. The foreign hand on his cock felt strange yet so very good that he ended up moaning into Jean’s left breast. The moan hit Jean hard and her whole body shook from the jolt she felt from that stimulation.

“I see you like this,” she whispered into his ear as she leaned over him to give him better access to her breasts. Her hand slowly picked up speed until she found a nice rhythm that seemed to work for both of them.

“Oh God, that feels so good!” Chris told her between his teasing of her nipples.

“Right back at ya,” Jean purred into his ear. “My breasts and nipples have never felt so good. You’re doing a great job. Definitely get an A+ from me in sex education,” she told him, her breath grazing his ear. The multiple stimulation from her hand on his junk and her breath on his ear pushed Chris to the very edge.

“Oh God! I don’t think I can last much longer!” warned Chris as his hips began to thrust into her hand.

“Good. That’s why we’re here. Go ahead, let it all out!” she told him. She then got her lips close enough to barely not be touching his ear and whispered to him. “Just imagine it’s my tight, little pussy you’re about to unload in.” When Chris heard those words, it was over. He exploded with his biggest load he had ever had. Jean had expertly maneuvered his cup to be above his proud member, which caught all the seed that was needed for the tests. Once he was done thrusting, Jean released him and placed the cup on the counter.