Chapter 3: Nicole's Story

Nicole arrived at the clearing in the wilderness preserve almost exactly an hour before the time that Alicia was due to arrive with the new girl Olive. She needed to prepare. From what she was told, the girl had no control and needed help badly. Nicole was lucky. It wasn't very strong with her so she learned to control it quickly. Hopefully, she would be able to teach Olive control as well. She sat on the grass and crossed her legs. She had specifically worn her most comfortable cotton pants and peasant top today as she thought it may take a while. She knew it would be difficult, but did not know how difficult teaching Olive may become. She relaxed her thoughts and stretched out with them. Nothing. No one was within her range. Granted, her range wasn't as great as Olive's was supposed to be, but it would have to do. She relaxed her thoughts again and this time let her mind wander.

She remembered the day that Jenny found her. She was sitting at home hiding in her room. She didn't like to spend time with her parents. She didn't like to spend time with anyone. Starting the first day she was able to read someone else's mind, she began to learn how awful people were. The horrible things they thought about, and what they thought about each other. It started when she was young. Too young. She was almost twelve when she forced her way into her daddy's mind. He was sitting in his chair watching football. That was such a daddy thing to do. She was sitting at the kitchen table. She was supposed to be doing her homework, but she liked watching her daddy. He was funny when he was watching football. He would make the weirdest noises like he was trying to say something that he wasn't supposed to say. Nicole thought that it was because she was close enough to hear him. She didn't really mind, she liked hearing her daddy make those funny noises.

But this one day she was really bored with her homework and she wondered what it was that her daddy was trying hard not to say; probably something naughty. She was staring at her daddy when she began to feel a little funny in her head. Concentrating on the feeling, she felt it kind of stretch. Just then her daddy made one of his noises and she felt the feeling flow out to her daddy when she looked over at him.

>>GOD DAMN PUSSY! CATCH THE FUCKING BALL ASSHOLE!<<

Nicole gasped out loud and felt the thing snap back into her head.

"You OK Nicole?" Her mother asked.

"Yes, mommy", she had heard those words before, of course, but she was surprised that she heard them from her daddy is all. Then she realized that she didn't hear them, what she actually heard was her daddy make one of his noises. But that was what he was thinking. She wanted to try again. Once more she relaxed and stretched out with her mind. She reached for her daddy.

>>C'mon, their 'D' has you blocked, call for an option<<

That was definitely her daddy's thoughts. She had no idea what a 'D' or an 'option' in football was, though this was fun. She wanted to listen some more. Maybe she could find out why they called it football if they hardly ever used their feet on the ball. She asked her daddy this once but didn't really get a good answer.

"Daddy, why do they call football 'football' if they don't touch the ball with their foot?"

"I dunno, honey"

"I should make a game where you can only touch the ball with your foot. I'm gonna call it football."

"They already have a game like that sweetie, it's called soccer."

"Well, why do they call soccer 'soccer'?

"I dunno. Look honey, I'm trying to watch the game. Why don't you go ask mommy?"

But Nicole knew that mommy knew about as much football as she did. In other words, she knew that her daddy didn't like to be bothered while watching it and that's all.

Nicole concentrated again but quickly got bored. All that her daddy was thinking about was football. Still she was excited at her new trick. "Mommy, mommy. Guess what? I can read daddy's mind!"

"Really honey? That's great. What's daddy thinking?"

"Daddy's thinking about FOOTBALL!"

"That's wonderful honey, now finish your homework and stop reading your daddy's mind."

That's when her daddy chipped in with "I wish you would read that quarterback's mind. Because I sure have no idea why he's calling these stupid plays."

Nicole laughed and told him, "Don't be silly daddy. He's on TV."

From the kitchen came her mommy's voice, "Homework Nicole."

"Yes, mommy"

She got in the habit of stretching out to her daddy's mind every once in a while. Not when he was watching football though. And sometimes she would catch something good. Once she felt her daddy thinking about her.

>>God, she's gorgeous<< And he was looking right at her when he said it. Nicole liked getting thoughts like that. Mommy always told her that she was pretty, or cute-as-a-button, and things like that. But mommies have to say that stuff. Daddy never called her cute-as-a-button, or pretty, or anything. If he did, she would be pleased, but would think he was saying it 'cause he's her daddy and had to. But this was what he was thinking, so it had to be true!

So she started stretching out to her daddy every time he looked at her. It was wonderful! She felt him call her beautiful, and sexy, and minx, and vixen. She wasn't too sure what the last two were, but she knew 'beautiful'. Her daddy thought she was beautiful! And she liked being called sexy too. She heard her daddy using that with her mommy. Every once in a while her daddy would say "Hello, sexy", to her mommy.

She kept this up for months, getting more and more good thoughts from her daddy, when she realized she didn't even try her mommy. So the next time she saw her mommy looking at her she stretched her mind out to her.

>>I hate the way she has her father wrapped around her finger<<

Nicole's eyes got as wide as saucers when she felt that.

"Nicole, is something wrong honey?"

"Um, ah, I just remembered that I left a book at school that I need to do my homework with mommy", she lied quickly. Her mother hates her?

"That is very irresponsible of you Nicole. I expect better from you."

"Yes, mommy"

It was a long time before Nicole tried to stretch out to her mommy again. But she was still getting wonderful thoughts from her daddy. She started to dress up for her daddy. Instead of changing into her comfy clothes when she got home from school and on weekends, she would wear her pretty skirts and dresses. He seemed to like the skirts the best so she wore those most often. She put on the best of her jewelry and 'played dress-up' as mommy would call it by wearing make-up in the house.

Some of the things she got from her daddy she didn't really understand. Like she didn't know what her DSL's were. But he really liked them, and wanted to feel them on him. She thought she knew what all of the parts of her body were called, even the naughty words for her privates, but she didn't remember DSL. But what made her the happiest was when she felt her daddy thinking that he wanted her to be with him.

>>God, I want her.<< He would think and Nicole would smile and tell him that she loved him while hugging and kissing him.

She would never stretch her mind out at school, cause she might accidentally get an answer from one of the kids in her class or the teacher. Whenever her daddy was watching football, he would say that he hated the cheaters. She did not want her daddy to think that she was a cheater and hate her like mommy did. So she only did it at home.

As the months went on, she discovered that her daddy wanted to touch her. A lot. But he never did. Nicole figured that he didn't want her mommy to see. She guessed that he knew what mommy thought about Nicole's finger. So, whenever she was alone with her daddy, she would hug him and kiss him and climb onto his lap. He really like that, so she tried to do it a lot.

By the time she traded her training bra in for an A cup, she noticed that daddy's thoughts were becoming strange. He would think more and more about her titties. Seeing them, touching them, kissing them. All these thoughts made her feel strange. Kind of warm in her belly and excited. He would think about her legs and her tushy too, but not as much as her titties. The day that she discovered that her pussy (mommy called it her cookie) was good for something other than just making water, she learned what that warm feeling in her belly was.

She really liked touching and rubbing her pussy and titties. It made her feel really good. That must be why her daddy always wanted to touch her. He wanted to make her feel good. But he didn't because her mommy wouldn't like it. Nicole hadn't forgotten what her mommy thought about her finger. She knew that daddies weren't supposed to touch kids like that, but it suddenly didn't make sense anymore. Her daddy loved her and wanted to touch her and make her feel good. Her mommy hated her and didn't want her daddy to touch her and make her feel good. Nicole decided that she would let her daddy touch her anywhere he wanted, anytime he wanted.

A couple of months after her thirteenth birthday she got the chance. Nicole's auntie got sick and her mommy went to visit her. Nicole went to her room an undressed. She picked out her shortest sleep shirt (it barely covered her tushy) to wear. She left her bra and panties on the bed as she went to go find her daddy. He was sitting in his chair watching a movie. She bounced into the room and plopped down on his lap.

"Whoa, I haven't seen you in anything other than dresses and skirts in a long time, honey."

"I know daddy. I just felt like being comfy today, OK?" She wrapped her left arm around his waist and her right hand went to his shoulder as she snuggled up to his neck. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, giggling as his beard tickled her.

"That's fine honey, just be careful when you pounce on my lap OK?"

giggle "OK, daddy", her right hand dropped from his shoulder to his chest and started rubbing.

"That feels good, honey"

"I know daddy. I love you. I like making you feel good."

"I love you too, honey."

"Don't you want me to feel good too daddy?"

"Of course, honey", he dropped his hand to her knee and started stroking her leg from knee to ankle. Well, this wasn't what she had in mind at all. She stretched her mind out to her daddy and found out that it wasn't what he wanted either. She grabbed his hand and put it above her knee.

He hesitated for a moment, then continued to stroke her leg. This time from her knee to the bottom of her sleep shirt. But on the outside of her thigh. She scooted her tushy forward a bit on his lap as if trying to get comfortable and her sleep shirt rode up to her waist, not that it had that far to go, and spread her legs. She then grabbed her daddy's hand and moved it to the inside of her thigh.

He hesitated again, but this time he didn't continue.

"Nicole...", he began but she interrupted him.

"Daddy, I know that you want to make me feel good and I know that you won't 'cause of mommy. But she's not here and I won't ever tell her. Please, daddy, touch me."

He hesitated a moment longer, then began to, slowly, slide his hand up her smooth thigh. Nicole let out a soft sigh as she felt his hand moving up to her pussy and she spread her legs wider. Then his hand was there. His fingers gently caressing her pussy. Making her tingle. Making her wet. She grabbed his other hand and brought it up to her titty. God, it felt good. Her daddy had one finger sliding up and down her pussy and his other hand was cupping her titty, and rubbing her nipple with his thumb. She stretched out to him again and found out that he wanted her shirt off. She moved his hand from her chest and pulled her sleep shirt off and tossed it carelessly to the floor.

He moved her so that she was straddling him and dropped his mouth to her titty, his tongue working on her nipple. She decided to keep feeling his mind so as to know what he wanted next.

>>God, she is so hot. I wish she would rub her pussy on my cock<< She started grinding her tushy onto his lap.

"OOOhhhhhhh, honey, that feels good."

>>I wish I could taste her<< Nicole didn't know what he meant, because he was already tasting her, but she told him to do it anyways.

"Taste me daddy. I want you to taste me", she was surprised when he pushed her back onto the couch. For a second she thought it was over, then he bent down and licked her pussy. "Unnnhh, daddy. Ohhhh, don't stop", it never felt like this when she touched herself. She could feel his tongue licking the outside of her pussy. Then inside. It was amazing. She started hunching her hips up to his mouth. Letting out little squeaks of pleasure with every lick. Then she felt his tongue lick the special spot that she discovered a couple of months ago.

She screamed. Her hands flew to her daddy's head, pulling it tight to her pussy as she shoved her hips against his mouth. He was still licking her. She felt like she was dying. She felt waves of pleasure washing over her and still, his tongue was licking her.

>>Damn, I just gotta fuck her<< She couldn't catch her breath. Her heart felt like it wanted to burst through her chest. She couldn't feel her legs. She wanted more.

"Fuck me, daddy. Please fuck me, daddy"

She watched her daddy drop his pants, and he said, "It'll hurt honey."

"Please, daddy, please fuck me."

He stepped out of his pants and got on top of her. "Let me know when it stops hurting", with that, he put his thing in her. Or tried to. She was only thirteen and he was BIG. He started to move in and out a little bit. Well, he could only move a little bit, she didn't think he would be able to fit. It didn't hurt, like he said. It felt good. She felt like she was on fire. He kept moving and she knew he was getting further and further into her with every stroke.

That's when the pain came. "OW!" She felt his thing bump against her cherry.

>>I wanna just slam my cock into her and bust her cherry<<

-It's his cock, not his thingy- she thought. -This must be the part that hurts- Nicole figured that her daddy must know what he's doing do she told him to go ahead and do it. "Bust my cherry daddy. Slam your cock into my pussy and bust my cherry."

He slammed. She SCREAMED.

Her daddy was whispering something to her but she couldn't hear him through the pain. She felt him kissing her neck, her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, her lips. And all the while, the pain was easing. She noticed that he wasn't moving his cock. It was just there. Inside of her. He was waiting for her to stop hurting so he could make her feel good again. God, how she loved him.

"It's OK daddy. The pains gone. You can fuck me now", he started moving his cock in her again. Slowly again. And it felt SO GOOD. There was still a little pain, but the pleasure from his big cock was stronger. The more he moved, the better it felt. Then she felt him, pressed all the way in her. She felt so... stuffed. "Daddy, wait a minute."