Chapter 15: Summer

As it always does, spring turned to summer. Jason, April, Theresa and I said goodbye to high school and prepared for college. Sarah, Melody and Miriam prepared for their new roles as seniors.

The summer was pleasant. 'School' friends transformed into 'summer' friends. Our pool became the place to hang out. The usual crew was, in addition the four of us, April, Miriam, Jackie and Theresa. Our occasional bedmates were also spending quality time with Jason and Sarah. Think of a combination and it had happened. About the only rule (unwritten) we followed was that I never got involved if Sarah was, and Jason stayed out of anything Melody was in. Other than that...

On this particular day we had been lounging around the pool. We liked to stay until Sam or Matty got home, then we would usually go to Melody's if her mom was working. It was fun to watch Sam come out to say hi, pretending not to notice the acres of sexy skin on display. Well, if he wasn't looking then he was dead. Sure, one of them was his daughter, but the other five weren't.

When the time came for us to split, Jackie and Sarah wanted to go to the mall so Jason went with them. I noticed Jackie had her book. A threesome with that girl was a combination of an orgy and game of twister. But I have to admit, that book does know what it as talking about. And it isn't the only book she has read. She does this thing with pressure points... Ahh never mind... hard to describe without pictures.

So I ended up sitting in Melody's living room with my golden goddess, herself, along with April, Miriam and Theresa. They were still in bikinis and I was almost drooling at the sight.

As was often the case, we knew what we were going to do, just not how we were going to get started.

As we discussed the topic, bikini straps began to loosen and before I knew it I was ogling four visions of perfect female anatomy. They determined that I would decide who got fucked first by having me lick each pussy and then choose the one I liked best.

Work... work... work... Can't they ever just make a decision?

So they arraigned four chairs from dining room into a circle around me. They each took a seat and spread their legs. You ever try looking in four different directions at once? Well, I if couldn't do it then it can't be done, 'cause no one has ever tried harder.

Have I mentioned how much I like to eat pussy? In my travels I have run into 'bad' pussy that simply couldn't be licked. It usually meant it wasn't cared for properly.

But that problem didn't exist here. As I lapped my way through my task it occurred to me that I was in the presence of four of the most perfect pussies in the world. If they had blindfolded me I doubt I would have known whose pussy I was licking.

In the end... I couldn't decide.

So, Miriam (the playful) came to the rescue.

"It's simple," she said excitedly, "we daisy chain. The first one of us who makes one of the others cum, gets the first fuck."

Sounded like a good idea to everyone.

The girls got down on the floor in a circle. Hell, I was enjoying the set up. Each girl was both licking a pussy and getting hers licked. It was extremely erotic to watch. Muffled moans began to fill the room as the excitement built. They had their own feedback loop going. As one girl's pleasure would increase, she would double her efforts on the pussy she was munching, that girl would get a boost so she would do the same, all around the circle. Tongues were diving into dripping pussies. Cheeks were shiny with juice. Moans were increasing in volume, and every once in a while a pelvis would give an involuntary jerk.

The floor was a writhing mass of smooth brown or golden tanned skin. The waves of pleasure coming off it were driving me crazy. Imagine my excitement watching the fervor that each girl was applying to her pussy licking and knowing each was doing so because she wanted my cock inside her.

Finally, one moan kept going a little longer than usual. The moan turned to a scream and a head popped up as Theresa came long and hard. She hadn't stood a chance. Have I mentioned that April was an overachiever?

They all got up and then helped Theresa to her feet. She gave April a long ardent hug as Melody went and got a barstool from the family room. April climbed up on it, facing me. They gathered around me and I gave her the prize. I started slowly, as I liked to. The friction of her tight pussy sent thrills up my spine.

Theresa was behind me, her large breasts pressing against my back. Melody was on my right and Miriam was on my left. I was holding them and they were holding April. Their tits rubbed enticingly along my sides.

I continued to stroke April's steamy snatch while she watched it. Her eyes again flared with lust and her pussy pulsed and contorted around my cock. The attention she had received as part of the contest had her almost there already.

"Oooh... Fuck me like that... Yes... Mmmm... Good... Oh, Danny..."

She looked me in the eye and her pussy convulsed in orgasm.

"Ooooohhhh... God... Yeeeeeeessssss..." she screamed as she came. Waves of pleasure washed over me.

As her orgasm diminished her eyes sparkled with renewed vigor and in another move that only a gymnast could achieve, her legs locked solidly around me, she launched herself off the stool and wrapped her arms around my neck. She locked her mouth on mine and our tongues began a slow dance all their own.

I had tits pressed against my back, chest and sides. Hands gently caressed all parts of my body. Beautiful women surrounded me. A hot tight pussy was milking my cock.

I was thoroughly enjoying the moment.

We fucked like this for several minutes then April took her mouth from mine and began licking and sucking at my neck. I could feel her tongue exploring the sensitive area just under my ear. With all the other stimulation, it was more than I could take. With a moan of pleasure I began shooting load after load of hot cum up into her pulsing twat. She felt my orgasm and responded with one of her own. In our position her tight pussy pushed out my cum almost as fast as I could shoot it in. The tits disappeared from my sides and I felt two tongues licking the cum from my balls and legs. It was all I could do to remain standing. My knees felt weak as my orgasm subsided. She again locked her mouth on mine and gave me long passionate kiss.

"Thank you, Danny." She panted as she hugged me tight.

During the hug Miriam moved to the stool. Bending over she put her elbows on it and presented that tight tanned ass to me. I stepped forward and set April on top of Miriam's ass. Pulling my cock out of April (to her disappointment) I slid into Miriam's hot little snatch. Theresa was still behind me, and Melody moved to Miriam's head. Miriam began suckling Melody's tits while Melody fondled Miriam's.

I was staring into April's gorgeous face, stroking my cock in Miriam.

"Yeah baby..." April encouraged, her face alive with excitement, "Fuck her like that... Give it to her..."

Miriam's moans were muffled slightly by my golden beauties lovely breasts.

My gaze drifted from April's beautiful features, down past her firm brown tits, past her flat stomach and beyond her tiny twat to see my cock disappearing between Miriam's rock hard ass cheeks.

Theresa was fondling my nipples and pressing her wondrous globes firmly against my back. I could feel the heat from her pussy against my ass. I looked past April to see my exquisite blonde beauty, her eyes rolling in bliss as Miriam energetically suckled first one nipple then another. April had reached up and was gently caressing my ears and neck. Her words belied the gentleness of her fingers.

"Pound that pussy... you know she wants it... Fuck her good Danny... Fuck her like I know you can... Yeah... that's good pussy... you know it is..."

After several minutes I felt the beginnings of an orgasm and was a bit disappointed because I was having so much fun. But with so much stimulation and beauty surrounding me there was no forestalling the inevitable. Miriam's tight, dripping snatch was quivering and pulsing around my steel rod and somebody was fondling my balls. I think it was Miriam because everyone else's hands were accounted for.

As Miriam moaned out her orgasm into Melody's tits, I felt my cum burst from my balls and rush up the length of my cock, shooting into Miriam's greedy vagina. April was so into it she almost came herself.

I pulled out of Miriam and a hand on my shoulder turned me around. Theresa molded her statuesque body to mine, her mouth greedily sucking at my tongue. She gently pushed me to the floor and April dove on my cock sucking energetically, trying to see if there was any cum left. After she had me cleaned up, ensuring that no rigidity would disappear from my pole, her lovely face and talented mouth left my cock to be replaced by a hot wet pussy. Its scalding flesh slid down and fully engulfed it in one motion. I looked up to see Theresa's long beautiful brown hair. Her smoky eyes were ablaze and her pretty lips were slightly parted as she let out a contented sigh. That's all I saw because a magnificent little pussy suddenly appeared above my face and I began licking. As always, Melody's pussy was perfect. Soft, hot and very quickly dripping its delicious nectar onto me.

She and Theresa began kissing and I could hear them moaning into each other's mouths. April and Miriam had moved down and were caressing my legs and balls.

This is the one I wanted to last forever. I was receiving a very erotic massage of my legs and balls, I had a tight hot talented pussy trying to force yet even more cum from my still rock hard cock, and all I had to do was lick and suck at the most wonderful pussy in the world.

"Look at that cock... Yeah... fuck that pussy... work it Theresa... fuck him good..."

A few words of support from April and Miriam while nothing intelligible was coming from Theresa and Melody. They tried to give voice to their enjoyment but were too busy tongue wrestling.

This went on for what seemed like forever. I was lost in joy. When, once again the slick volcanic velvet friction on my cock pulled another orgasm from deep within. With a cry of bliss I filled Theresa's twat with thick love juice. I felt eager tongues lapping at my balls, cock and her pussy as April and Miriam tried to catch any overflow. Theresa's pussy slipped off and a mouth descended upon my still pulsing penis. I don't know who's mouth it was and at that point I didn't care. It felt wonderful.

The next thing I knew I was poised above Melody. Her hair splayed out on the floor like golden sunbeams. Her beauty was incredible. Her blue eyes had a hungry look as she begged me to impale her.

"Fuck me baby... I need you so bad... give me what I need..."

The other girls were gathered close and I could feel their warm presence. My eyes on Melody, I drove deep into her waiting and wondrous pussy. The other ceased to exist. We didn't hear their words of encouragement. It was only she and I. Our eyes locked as I stroked into her. She writhed in ecstasy and shivers of delight traveled my spine. We stayed like that forever. In our own world while shouts of lust and desire swirled around us. She came once, she came twice, and then we came together. I collapsed, embracing her tightly.

Eventually we were sitting around the floor, only using the furniture for backrests. I was snuggled with Melody on my right and Theresa on my left. April and Miriam sat side by side directly opposite about 4 feet away. As satiated as I was, I still enjoyed the view of April's hot little body. She yawned and stretched. She knew what that did to me. My cock gave a twitch and she eyed it hungrily.

She leaned forward and began a slow seductive crawl towards me.

"I think I want just one more little taste." She said with a sexy grin.

We talked about how the summer was going, the weather, the upcoming school year, college for some of us, a senior year for others, and through it all April gave me a long leisurely blow job, never stopping and never speeding up.

Ultimately she got her taste. The other girls applauded her as I came.

So, that's how my summer went. How was yours?

Sadly though, it wasn't all sun and sex. I was distracted by my 'summer job'.

I had told everyone I was interning at 'the office' (which is how I shall refer to the telepath's Syndicate since I don't want to make public its name).

In reality I was training, and getting to know the others.

While there were many telepaths in the area, there were five resident telepaths working for the Syndicate in addition to Stuart.

Eric was about 20, he was a latent with a bad case of hero worship regarding Stuart and Tex. That telekinesis trick had really floored him and he spent an extraordinary amount of time trying to figure out how to do it. He made money panhandling.

The first thing I found out was the phenomenon of 'broadcasting' an emotion or feeling. Eric used it when he was panhandling. Mind reading for them was strictly one on one. But they could broadcast. They could make everyone within a twenty-five or thirty food radius feel happy, sad, whatever. Eric used this in his panhandling. He would stand on a corner, for an hour or two broadcasting 'generosity' and be raking in fives, tens and twenties. He would clear a thousand dollars or more each day.

As far as women, if he saw one that he liked, he would find a place and they would screw. She went away with the memory that she had done an impetuous act of sex with a complete stranger. I knew from my mental meanderings that some women wouldn't be too bothered by this but that some would. Eric didn't care.

Don was almost 30, another latent who still bore the scars of his releasing accident. Scars both physical and mental. And angry scar ran down his face and an angry streak ran through his psyche. He was a gambler. High stakes (back room only) poker. Not only did he always know what everyone held in their hands, he could keep the other players from folding when he wanted to drive up the pot. He could do this over and over because they always left the table without a clear memory of whom they had been playing with. If a person lost everything due to his gambling losses, Don couldn't care less. In his opinion lots of people did that everyday without his help. If they couldn't afford to lose, they shouldn't play.

When it came to women he was mean. He liked to humiliate them. He had perfected a technique that let the woman maintain her eyes and ears but he controlled everything else. He made them do horrible degrading things, with them being aware of everything the whole time. When he released them he let them remember, but made it impossible for them to tell anyone about it.

Gary was a natural. About 28 years old and overly friendly is the best way to describe him. He was the kind of guy who, even if he hadn't been a telepath would always have you checking over your shoulder to see if today was the day he stuck the knife in. I was never really sure what he did to make money. The only women I ever heard about him screwing were the office bimbos.

Larry was a 25 year old natural with a laid back attitude. He didn't let anyone or anything bother him. He actually had a real job. He sold luxury cars and he sold a lot of them. Funny thing though, all his customers always went for all the options and the extended warranty.

He kept his house well stocked with four or five lovelies at all times. He never screwed with their minds much, just enough to make them devoted to him. When he tired of them, they would go on their way with fond memories of that crazy period in their lives when they lived in that wild house with that guy (what was his name?) and all those other women.

Then there was Bob. At 35 he was completely without conscience and even for a telepath, he was a sleaze. His specialty was bimbos. He created them and then sold them. He liked to have them keep their own personalities, and would overlay that with all the options one would expect from a well-trained bimbo. He had connections to the international sex slave industry and his product always brought the highest prices.

He owned a bunch of high-class strip joints up and down the west coast. He would stash the girls in these places so they could earn money for him while they were waiting to be sold. And they brought in a lot of money. These were girls that never held out. All their tips went straight into his pockets. They danced when he said dance, they screwed when he said screw and were delighted to be doing either.

The training I went through consisted of several different exercises. Maintaining a shield while sparring was first. I would spar with one while another stood to the side and shot fire at me. The 'fire' was really a shot of mental energy aimed directly at the pain receptors in the brain. The more energy applied, the more pain felt. The rules were, that as soon as I either got hit or lost my shield they were to stop. But even an instant of that damned fire is an eternity. It was a good teacher though and it didn't take more than twice for me to learn to keep the shield up. Especially when the second time it was Don throwing the fire and I swear he kept it on longer than he was supposed to.