Chapter 5

I climbed into my bed and wrapped my arms around Lynsey. I had been sure she was asleep when I had entered the bedroom. She purred and snuggled her butt back.

“Who’s that I’m smelling on you?” she asked.

I froze. Shit! Did ... No ... Calm down. I kissed the back of Lynsey’s neck.

“Ira,” I said.

She sniffed audibly a couple of times.

“Yeah, that is her ... And lots of sex,” she said. Lynsey’s voice was hard the next moment. “Was she any good?”

“Well, not like you.” I rubbed my cock against her butt. “Get some sleep.”

“Thanks for coming back to me.”

“Of course,” I said. I don’t think she fell back to sleep before I conked out.

I woke up alone, starfished out, with the covers only over my leg. I woke up because I was shivering. I sat up, picked the sleep from my eyes, and rushed over to my dresser to grab a sweater and a pair of jeans. I doubled up on socks and ran in the spot until my toes were warm. I grabbed my phone. Early, I didn’t have to be up for another hour and change.

Food.

Coffee.

Morning boner.

A man needs to listen to his body.

I stepped out of my dorm just as Paula was coming out hers and Lynsey’s.

“You’re up with us engineers and vampires? A brand new day.” Paula smirked at me. Her brain was fuzzy and spinning lazily at a three. There were a couple other minds in the hallway. I guess I slapped them all pretty hard, because when I dragged Paula by the hand back into my room, she was spinning at a seven.

“Hey ... Lynsey’s just across the hall, picking out clothes to impress you,” Paula said. She was twirling her hair by her ear, wearing a heavy Dal Engineering sweater and loose jeans.

“You could take a lesson.” I twisted her up to a ten. I stood taller as her cheeks flushed redder than her hair.

“You’re easy to impress,” she said, ripping off her sweater and t-shirt quickly. I grinned at her pale perky nipples. I grabbed her by the breasts and tossed her onto Quentin’s old bed. The mattress was there and I had put a sheet on it because I sometimes sat and watched Netflix on my tablet. If the sun was out, my bed would catch the glare.

Paula unbuttoned her jeans and wiggled her hips pushing down. I unzipped my hoodie and threw my jeans to the floor.

“Next time, a bit of foreplay wouldn’t go unappreciated.” Paula reached down and rubbed her pussy. She leaked readily over her fingers. “A girl likes the build up.”

“But playing with your mind’s fun too,” I smiled.

“My mind? Yeah, I was thinking of my heart.” She cocked her grin. “I guess the heart’s all in the head, huh. Do you have an interest in neuroscience? I think you could really benefit fro-mah-hah-hmm...”

I had to kiss her to shut up her nerd. Besides, it was cold in my room, and she had a long but skinny waist, legs, and arms. I had body heat to spare. I had to protect the damsel in distress.

She gasped into my lips as I punched my cock into her slippery pussy. She kissed me like crazy, biting and licking like a madwoman as her fingers scratched at the back of my skull.

“Hey, oh...” Lynsey opened my door and sighed. She rushed in and shut the door hard, with her against the back of it. I flicked my mind to hers. She was at a four and falling, spinning opposite of Paula.

I couldn’t have that. I tried to twist Lynsey up, maybe get them both to a seven. I already had my dick in Paula and Lynsey’s guards were down low enough that anything over a five and I was sure I could get her to do anything.

I practiced with Lynsey’s mind, I guess. With hairpoint precision, I twisted Lynsey where I wanted her.

Paula crashed. Down to a two. Down to a Hey, I know you. Too bad I’ve got a ... a ... thing. No need to small talk and catch up, OK? Don’t die tragically.

I reached for Paula’s mind. She pinched my ear.

“What?”

“It’s fine. Finish what you’ve started. I gotta get to class.”

“I want you to have fun too,” I said, but I was stroking my cock into her. Lynsey paced like a tigress behind my back.

“Yeah, you’ll owe me one.” Paula shrugged while on her back, she stretched out and pressed her hands flat against the back wall, pushing her hips down to me. “I know you can get me going. I know you’re gonna do it again.”

“Yeah?”

She grabbed my chin and ran her fingernail down the edge of my jaw. She laid her head back on the mattress as she hooked her socks under the cheeks of my ass.

It felt good but I frowned. I turned to Lynsey.

“Sweetheart, can I catch up with you later?” I smiled. “Paula’s not in the mood for a threeway and it’s bad for a guy’s self esteem if the girl just lays there and takes it.”

“You sure? She said...” Lynsey lost a bit of happiness in her face. I guess she was excited that I wasn’t doing it for Paula.

“And close the door, I don’t want to accidentally ramp up all of the girls in the hallway,” I said.

“OK, um ... I’ll see you soon.”

“You’re not gonna give me a kiss goodbye?” I grinned. Lynsey blushed. She rushed over, stayed a good half meter back and leaned precariously forward. I moved and kissed her lips.

“I’ll see you soon.” I promised.

She bit her lip and nodded. Paula and I watched Lynsey go to the door. She looked back at us four times before she closed the door behind her.

“Right, I’ve got class in like twenty,” Paula said. I smiled, turning back and starting her brain like I was firing up a chainsaw. She orgasmed like they came from being struck by lightning. Her pussy gripped my cock and she bit the inside of her cheek. Thrashing her head side to side as I smiled.

She managed a deep breath.

I started pummeling her pussy with aggression.

“Oh my god!” Paula gasped, her voice rasping like it was on fire. Her ass hung half-off the edge of the mattress. Her knuckles were whitening as she clamped down right next to her ass. Her sock feet kicked wildly out behind me.

I felt better, looking into her screwed up but pretty face.

A man didn’t just use a pretty girl to masturbate into. A man satisfied his woman.

Women.

I had women.

I kissed the hell out of Paula as I battered the inside of her thighs with quick short slaps. She was long and skinny inside as she was outside. Her legs were finally getting their grip again on the back of my ass.

Her fingers still twisted the edge of the mattress.

She moaned again. I could tell by the rattle of the spinning plates of her mind, she was cumming again. She was flying wildly. Most of her spinning at eights, some at nines, a handful of tens, and two sharp wildly tilted elevens. I think they were my vision of her sexual pleasure.

I hit them like a drummer hitting cymbals and she screeched up against my tongue. My cock had never fit in such a tight sheathe.

If she was cumming, than I could cum too.

I cursed and ground my teeth. I was pushing forward, not holding back. She bit my lower lip. I smiled harder. I bit her upper lip. She twisted her head. We were lucky both of us let go before we drew blood.

I growled as I creampied her twitching pussy.

She panted hard and the tension left her hands, neck, and feet. She practically melted. I lowered myself and rolled off of her. Her left arm was pinned under my armpit. I smiled.

“I really wished you fit better with Lynsey,” I said. “Maybe we try someone else. Avril? Ira? Vickie?”

I could feel her brain steady itself and slow to a six. I frowned.

“You don’t like anyone?”

She stroked my cheek.

“Girls are catty impossible bitches,” Paula said. “You wouldn’t be interested in maybe Mike? Or Wudi? You and Wudi played a lot of chess freshman week, right?”

“No, Wudi kicked the shit out of me because he was good at the game,” I said. “We stopped because he found some actual practiced players who wouldn’t be wasting his time.”

“OK, but you get along and--”

I stroked Paula’s cheek and shook my head.

“Why do you have to be so straight?”

“It’s OK for you but not me?” I frowned.

“It’s not OK for me because you managed to get around it with Lynsey the other day!” Paula sighed. “I don’t mind being your fuck buddy.”

“Not minding’s not good enough,” I said. “I’m gonna make you love it.”

“Well, the sex is awesome,” she said. “You said Vickie? You didn’t, did you?”

“I said Ira and--”

“You can play with a girl’s heart ... a girl’s mind and make her fall for you. Ira’s a girl, and she likes girls. She’s like your perfect fuck-buddy.”

“It’s fun to hunt in packs,” I grinned. Paula lightly slapped me on the nose.

“I gotta go to class,” she sighed. She turned. “I think I got it. You get stopped by doors, right?”

“Seems to be. And there’s a distance limit, but like the lecture theaters on Upper Campus are big enough for me to get into a lot of trouble,” I said.

“Well,” Paula said. “What if ... What if you had me in one room, Lynsey in the other. Punching bagged our hearts or whatever...”

“It’s like starting a chainsaw or ... You ever play on those big metal hand-powered merry-go-rounds they have in parks and stuff?”

“You mean, like, as a kid?”

“You’re an adult, I don’t care how you play with your playground equipment.”

“Yes, they had one near my place. My older brothers would get me really really dizzy and sick and I’d jump off and land funny on the grass, all of that sideways momentum.”

“Whatever,” I said. “I see your brain as a bunch of spinning things. Sometimes girls don’t spin the same way. Making you go faster just shuts down everyone else. Though, I mean there’s only clockwise and counter-clockwise, right? If I got you in a room with Vickie and Lynsey, maybe you’d match up with one?”

“Assuming we’re all on the same plane,” she said. “If there’s any tilting, there could be six ways to spin.”

“X, Y, and Z?” I said. “Yeah, there’s tilting. Especially when someone’s guard is up.”

“Sounds like you need practice,” Paula said. “So, I’m gonna stay single for Lynsey’s two weeks. I’ve got a guy in class I was excited to ask me out. He probably will in a bit, maybe. But, uh, I think I can make him wait like fifteen days so I’m not some cheating slut.”

“That’s nice of you.”

“What’s with that smile?”

“I’m hoping that in two weeks, I’ll have enough control that Lynsey and Vickie are best friends in bed,” I said. “If I can do that. Why would I let someone awesome like you go?”

She smiled warmly at awesome. She kissed my lips. “My arm’s falling asleep and I need those fingers to take notes in chemistry.”

I sighed and got up.

“Here’s hoping it takes more than two weeks,” Paula said. “You really would do good as Lynsey’s real boyfriend, you know?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But I can’t not use this opportunity.”

“And she knows it,” Paula said. “Don’t let her run into Vickie. Vickie’s gonna brag.”

“Vickie’s that kind of girl?”

“So’s Lynsey,” Paula shrugged at my door. She had her clothes in the crook of her arm. “Matches and gasoline both of them.”

“I better get out there.”

“You smell like you fucked a dozen sluts,” Paula said. “Shower.”

“You need one too?” I smirked.

“I’ll have to wait until after first period,” Paula said. Smiling, still mostly naked. She walked across the hallway to her room.

“Holy shit! Paula you have great tits!”

That was Mike. Paula’s petition bothered me. Him? I ground my teeth. No, I wasn’t going to share my girls.

Now, I just needed to keep them from killing each other long enough to make them want each other as much as they wanted me.

I went and showered. I had breakfast with Lynsey. It was fun, just doing the talking and flirting thing. Most of the people up this early were stem students. The buzz in my ears, the number of minds spinning all around me, it was intense, but I think I managed to get a handle on it by the time I ate my Frosted Flakes and banana smoothie.

I had a good two hours before my first class. Lynsey’s was in an hour. We made love, sweet and with no mind-fuckery at all, and then I sent her off with a kiss.

I felt it, the two minds spinning as Vickie’s door opened. It was just as I was saying goodbye to Lynsey at the elevator. The door couldn’t close fast enough. I tried to keep up my smile. Lynsey’s default spin was about an eight, but that brain coming out of Vickie and Ira’s room? Well, that was clearly Ira, the one. But Vickie was flying at a fourteen.

My heart was pounding like a jackhammer. She’d walk right in front of Lynsey and start sucking my cock if the goddamned elevator door wouldn’t close.

I dropped back against the wall as the elevator began descending.

Vickie walked over to me. I turned and frowned.

“Where’s Ira?”

“Oh, I’m not enough for you? Manwhore?”

“What?” I asked. I could feel the two minds, one stopped and one flying off the sexually addled handle. I looked around. The hallway was otherwise empty.

“I’m going to get a shower,” she said. Her face was cold and hard.

“OK, that’s a good habit to get into.”

“Asshole.”

Vickie walked away from me. I frowned. I watched her stop at the door to the girls washroom. She stared at me, holding her folded towel to her chest. I shrugged, confused. Minutes later, she stomped into the washroom.

The two minds disappeared with her.

“What the fuck?” I said. I frowned, scratched my hair. I walked over to Ira and Vickie’s room. I knocked on the door.

“What?” Ira asked, opening the door. She was dressed in a big t-shirt. She looked me up and down. “Shouldn’t you be in the shower with Vickie?”

“I don’t think she likes me this morning,” I said.