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Chapter 4 by wgarvin wgarvin

Go home with Kimberly? Or find somewhere to take Amanda?

Go home with Kimberly.

We started walking back to Kimberly’s house. I thought it would was time to have some fun. She was close enough that her presence in the cave was pretty bright. We were talking about class, and I was having trouble concentrating on building a thought to send. Finally, in a little pause in conversation.

I hope we fool around some when we get back to my place< It was a little sophomoric, I guess, but I couldn’t think of anything better. The thought slid into her with incredible ease.

I really want him.< The thought was almost sucked into her shadow. Maybe I was just re-enforcing thoughts she already had.

Her parent’s house was really nice, with three stories above ground and a finished basement. There was a pool out back and the front had a white picket fence and everything. Kim’s mom was working on some weeds in the garden as we came in. Her mom looked a little like Kim, with long black hair and medium sized breasts, but Kim’s mother was much trimmer. I think she was an aerobics instructor or something. She smiled and we said our hellos before we went in.

Kim’s room was pretty big, with long, lacy curtains and shelves full of unicorns and pegasi. The majority of her room was taken up by a huge bed, draped with a pink duvet and covered in pillows. A small private bathroom came off the bedroom near the door.

We dumped our backpacks and pulled out books. We plopped down on the bed and started going through something, I wasn’t really paying attention. I was having trouble figuring out what thought to send her. I had this perfect picture in mind, but I couldn’t quite put it into the right phrasing for it to be her thought. I wish I could send pictures.

Heck, why couldn’t I? I formulated a picture of me standing near the bed and Kim kneeling in front of me with my cock in her mouth. One hand was on my dick and the other she had in her own pussy, rubbing her clit. In the little vision, just as I began to pump cum down her throat she started cumming, her body wracked with little twitching shudders. I tried to slide the picture towards her shadow, and it went, but it was like pushing furniture through a tight corridor. I could practically hear the fingernails-on-chalk sound as the picture slid into her.

“So, what I don’t understand is…,” her sentence trailed off, and I watched her pupils dilate slightly as the vision enveloped her. Her skin was flushing and her breathing sped up almost imperceptibly.

Her eyes re-focused on mine. I leaned forward and kissed her.

Her lips were incredibly soft and warm. Kim let out a little sigh/moan as our lips met. I slid one hand up over the mound of her breast, feeling the hard nipple poking through the fabric. Her breath caught for a moment before her lips took furiously to mine again.

I felt her hand on my thigh, sliding up towards my crotch. She was so tentative.

I want to feel his cock in my hand<

Like she had suddenly made some decision, her hand slipped up, cupping the bulge under my shorts and started fumbling my belt open. My fingers started to undo the buttons on her shirt, exposing her incredible cleavage. I finally opened her shirt, just as her hand unzipped my fly and her warm fingers found their way under the waistband of my underwear. Her fingers began exploring my hardness as I got her shirt off and opened the clasp on her bra.

Her massive breasts were finally freed from the straining fabric. I moved my lips down from hers to her hard nipples, sucking them in one at a time and working my tongue in slow circles around her areolas. Her hand slipped further down my pants and she gripped my penis, beginning to jack in slowly up and down. I cupped her breasts to my mouth and sucked on her nipples, hearing her moan as I did.

I rolled so that I was on my back.

I want to see it.< This girl was so receptive. The thoughts were moving like they were sliding on ice.

She pulled down my shorts and underwear and my cock sprang free, pointing at the ceiling. Her fingers wrapped around it once more and she started jacking me off again.

“Should I…,” her question trailed off and her big brown eyes looked so innocent.

“Yes, Kim.”

Yes what?

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