Soulmates
Copyright© 2025 by aroslav
Chapter 38: Discovery
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 38: Discovery - Jaime was considered autistic because he never talked, though he was smart and sociable. A dark trauma haunted him: He could hear other people's thoughts. He thought he was doomed to a life of isolation until Keira spoke in his mind and told him to stop broadcasting his thoughts! When the two get together, Jaime's story changes and he discovers the frightening possibilities of his talent. This is not a mind-control story. If anything, it is anti-mind-control.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Extra Sensory Perception Polygamy/Polyamory First Masturbation Oral Sex
Jaime and Keira and Trayce
AFTER JAIME did the grocery shopping with David Saturday, he dropped his father at Olivia’s apartment and was invited in to see where she lived.
Please like me, Olivia thought. I’m falling in love and I don’t want to stop.
“This is a cool place, Olivia,” Jaime signed. “I see why Dad likes to visit here. And Keira and I appreciate the time alone, too. You don’t need to feel like you can’t spend time—or the night—with Dad at our place. I’m cool with it.”
Olivia crushed Jaime in a hug.
“Thank you. We won’t interfere with you and Keira,” she said. “It’s okay for us to be here when you and Keira want to be together.” At least until we move in together.
Jaime could clearly read that Olivia had another five months on her lease, so the idea of her living with them wasn’t a big deal. He left his father with Olivia, went home to put away the groceries, and headed out for his date with Keira and Trayce.
“I never even considered bowling!” Trayce said. “It’s kind of fun!”
“Neither of us have ever been bowling,” Keira answered. “It really messes up your manicure, though, doesn’t it?”
“Well, my nails are kind of short from chewing on them,” Trayce sighed. “Maybe we could do each other’s nails after we’re done here.”
«That would be cool, » Jaime said to the two girls. «Maybe you could do mine, too!»
«That sounds like the kind of thing two girls would do with their boyfriend, » Trayce shot back. «Maybe we could do your makeup and dress you up, too!»
«Let’s ... like ... not take it too far. Okay?» Jaime said to the image of himself in lipstick and a dress that was floating in Trayce’s mind. Keira just started laughing.
“We could get into a lot of trouble together, Trayce,” she said. “I always knew you were a bad influence.”
“Not too bad! Look! Jaime knocked them all down.”
“We have a rule,” Keira said. “Anyone who makes a strike gets a kiss from each of the other two.”
She quickly caught Jaime and gave him a sound kiss. Jaime turned to Trayce and they realized she had not kissed him without Keira at the same time before. He pulled her into his arms and they kissed like lovers, letting himself flow into her and receiving her images of herself and her love. He filtered the surrounding sounds in the alley so they weren’t too overwhelming, but Trayce was still stunned by the ability to see a little inside everyone in the alley.
It only lasted a few moments. Keira nudged Jaime to not take too long and draw attention. A child on a nearby lane pointed at them. Jaime and Trayce pulled away from each other. Trayce instantly blushed and hid her face against Keira’s shoulder.
“Hey! It’s your turn,” Keira said. “Just wobble over there and get your ball. Maybe you’ll get a strike.”
“Oh, Lord! Wobble is right. That was ... awesome.”
She did not get a strike, nor did either of the other two for the remainder of the game. Jaime paid for the game and they left to go to Jaime’s house. On the way, they stopped at a drugstore to pick up some nail polish and an emery board.
«I didn’t get to kiss you, » Trayce whispered to Keira as they cuddled in the back seat and Jaime drove.
«We can remedy that, » Keira said.
She pulled Trayce into a warm and passionate kiss, opening herself fully to her girlfriend and drawing Jaime into the experience as well. Jaime had to filter in order to keep his attention on the road.
Trayce felt much of the same openness and expansion with Keira as she had with Jaime, but she could only read her girlfriend and boyfriend.
“Were you preventing us from hearing everyone else?” Trayce asked.
“No. We’re in the car. Between the metal walls and the movement, it filters out most of what would reach us from outside,” Keira said.
“It was nice to be able to focus just on you and Jaime,” Trayce said. “The bowling alley was a little overwhelming.”
“It takes a little practice before you learn to filter out things yourself. Jaime just let it flow. Well, I did, too, but he was the only other person in range,” Keira said.
“I liked it. I mean, I could really feel what I’d been imagining for so long. I could feel the love. I want to do that with Jaime, too. With just the three of us,” Trayce said.
“The TV room at his house is on the lower level and is pretty sheltered from the outside. You are the only one we’ve ever connected with from down there.”
“Good!”
After Jaime’s special meal of breaded porkchops, mashed potatoes, and lima beans, Keira led the way to the TV room. She and Trayce had done each other’s nails while Jaime cooked. He insisted they not try to help him since he had the system for this meal down pat.
In the TV room, Keira and Trayce each took one of Jaime’s hands and began filing his nails and pushing his cuticles back, then rubbing lotion into his hands as they rubbed it into their own. It was a sensuous experience and with the skin-to-skin contact of holding hands, they’d shared with each other mentally.
«You’re so petite, » Keira said.
«Is that good?» Trayce asked, bashfully.
Jaime read that she was very uncertain about her looks and tended to discount what people said about her. Somewhere along the line she’d been called a runt and was made fun of in elementary school for being so tiny. Of course, as an adult, being petite was looked upon as a desirable trait but Trayce still carried the stigma of the elementary school taunts.
«We aren’t in grade school, Trayce. We aren’t making fun of you. You are a beautiful young woman and I’d bet those who made fun of you for being small truly regret it when they see you now, » he said.
«It is silly to carry around that grade school mindset, isn’t it? I just always felt like I was too small to do any of the big kid stuff. I was terrible at sports. I’m still challenged if I enter an adults-only business or try to go to an R-rated movie. Maybe I’ll always see myself as that runt.»
«It won’t be because we ever mention it again. I think you are perfect!» Keira said. She leaned in and kissed Trayce on the lips. It didn’t become passionate, but in that contact, Trayce could see the pure joy her partners had in having her with them. She turned to kiss Jaime in the same way and reveled in his love.
“I think some of my creativity came from being small,” Trayce said aloud while Jaime got the dice game out. “When you don’t have a lot of friends, you sort of make them up. It started with my dolls and stuffed animals and then I started writing down stories about them with dialog that just sort of popped into my head.”
“That would explain why you didn’t identify what was happening,” Keira said. “You know how to play this game?”
“Yeah. When my dad was alive, we played family games. This was a favorite.”
“We have one new rule,” Keira went on to explain. “Five of a kind gets a kiss from the person of your choice. Who’s playing the game, I mean. So, if you get five of a kind, you can choose whether you want to kiss Jaime or me.”
“But I want to kiss you both!”
“Have to roll another five of a kind,” Keira laughed.
«Don’t forget that the same applies to Keira and me. If I roll five of a kind, I have to choose whether I kiss you or Keira.»
“Oh, but you have to kiss Keira! You’re a couple. You can’t choose me!”
«We are a triple. All I have to do is kiss one of my two girlfriends.»
«Okay. I’m ready.»
They began the game and were only five turns in when Trayce rolled five of a kind. She looked back and forth between Jaime and Keira, almost frantically trying to decide which to kiss. Then she threw herself at Jaime and quickly lost herself in his embrace.
«Oh, wow! Oh, God! That was ten times the way it felt when I was home and you were kissing Keira, » Trayce said. «Keira, is it that different for you, too?»
«Oh, yeah! But being here with the two of you, the experience for me was better, too. I could feel your tongues together with mine. And my breasts were... »
«Yeah, » Jaime said. «Before we get carried away, we need to agree on the other rules. I almost lost it there.»
«Rules?» Trayce asked.
«We all agreed earlier that we weren’t all three going to make love tonight—at least not all physically together. I fully plan to make love to Jaime physically, but you’ll be with us in our heads.»
«Yeah. I’m not really ready for the physical part of that yet, but I bet you could get me ready pretty fast.»
«While we’re all together, we should abide by the same rules Keira and I used when we were trying to go slow. Hands stay above the waist and clothes stay on, » Jaime said.
«You were touching my breast! I thought I was remembering you touching Keira!»
«Part of doing this is trying to be aware of what is happening. We don’t want to become so lost in the emotion that we don’t know what we’re doing. It will take a little practice, » Keira said.
«Practice, » Trayce agreed. «Whose turn is it?»
They continued game until Jaime rolled five of a kind. He didn’t hesitate to pull Keira into a kiss, but he held Trayce’s hand during it. They plunged into each other, taking Trayce with them. When they parted, all three were panting.
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