The Dreamer8

The Dreamer (Part 8) by dolphininthesky

story code: ff-teen, toys, ws, humil, MFf, bd, tickle, reluc ... the list goes on. This chapter is sex from the first character to the last. Bon appetit.

The three friends arrived at Mandy's house at half past four and Mandy didn't expect David to knock on her door till at least six, so they ought to have plenty of time, she thought. They trooped into her little bedroom and sat on her bed. Well, Mandy and Ling sat. Becky more or less collapsed in a heap; she instinctively reached out for Mr. Bear and hugged him hard to her firm breasts - those young melons were a source of pride; they were the biggest in her class! - trying to alleviate her need.

Mandy giggled at her antsy friend and said "Stop molesting my bear!"

Becky just groaned and mashed Mr. Bear's hard rubber nose into her puffy nipples through the fabric of her bra and thin cotton school shirt. Ling sadistically flicked the buttons on the remote in a complicated combination that she had mastered at Becky's expense during History class. The vibrator underwent a series of throbs, buzzes, whirs and hums of varying frequency and magnitude, making Becky's slender body buck, clench, shiver and shake. Her frantic hands scrabbled at her skirt, trying to get it off. Now that they were in private at last, she wanted to squeeze her crotch really hard until she screamed her head off.

But she was foiled as Ling, giggling away with Mandy, punched the highest setting for the vibrator. 'Power Drill' at the Maximum setting sent Becky into convulsions - she arched her back and seemed to lose control of every muscle in her body; all her limbs went rigid and her face screwed up in a priceless expression. Her mouth opened wide - Mandy clamped her hands over it; she didn't want seven year-old Tassie to hear the screams from next door again. Becky's muffled screams sent both Ling and Mandy into more giggles as their friend's tortured body thrashed and twisted on Mandy's bed, her school uniform in disarray.

"Shit! Turn it off, Ling... she's, she's wet.. wetting my bed!" Mandy suddenly said, spotting a wet stain that was spreading on the sheets under Becky. She hurriedly pushed Becky off the bed - the floor at least (uncarpeted) could be easily cleaned. Becky's body helplessly rolled away to reveal a large, dark spot underneath. Becky half-crashed onto the floor, writhing and sobbing, drunk and delirious from the intense climax her young body was experiencing - the hours of denial had finally come to an end with a massive eruption. A puddle seeped out from under her. Both Mandy and Ling stared goggle-eyed - their climaxing friend had lost control of her bladder as well. Ling gingerly pulled Becky's skirt upwards, baring her pantied crotch for all to see. There was a faint hissing sound as the yellow liquid continued to flow uncontrollably. Weak, little spurts sprayed through her formerly white panties (now terribly stained), forced through the thin fabric by high pressure but the large remainder of her pee leaked in little rivulets that flowed down to collect on Mandy's bedroom floor. The vibrator buzzed happily at full speed.

Gathering her wits together, Mandy said again, "Ling! Turn off the damn thing, she's going to ... to flood my apartment... hahaha...." she couldn't help laughing at her poor friend's predicament. Ling gave a start and began to fumble with the remote. But the buzzing continued relentlessly. Becky had stopped thrashing by now - streams of tears ran down her face and her entire body was rigid as stone; though her limbs twitched occasionally. Ling pressed the buttons with frustration. She looked at Mandy, a panicked look on her face, "It won't stop!"

The truth of the matter was, the batteries in the remote had finally died. Even the Energizer Bunny^TM would die of exhaustion from the way the girls used the remote to mutually torture each other for hours and hours on end. Mandy quickly got down next to Becky and began tugging the panties off her, anxious to pull the device out of her. She knew, from her new experiences with David, that Becky's pleasure was by now tinged with pain as her oversensitive parts were repeatedly tortured by the pitiless buzzing. The panties seemed to be caught on something though, and Becky's rigid body refused to cooperate with Mandy to make removing her panties easier. She struggled with Becky's panties, and in her eagerness, Mandy forgot one thing - to keep her face well away from Becky's crotch.

The little fount of yellow juice, once liberated from Becky's panties, sprayed up into the air, catching Mandy in the face. "Ahh!!!!" she cried and fell backward in shock. The pungent liquid was all over her. Some got in her mouth and nose. And a stinging sensation in her left eye told her something she didn't want to know - this was so, so ewwwwwww!

Ling, still sprawled on the bed, reached down with one arm, caught the wire hanging out of Becky's twitching snatch and snatched the pink egg of pleasure and pain out of Becky. Her internal muscles gave one last agonized spasm and Becky sunk into oblivion.

"Are you alright, Mandy?" Ling asked her friend who was frantically wiping her face with tissues. Mandy looked up indignantly - did she look okay??? But somehow she suddenly started laughing. The sight of Becky passed out in her own pee, herself wet and drippy with her best friend's bodily fluids and Ling looking at the both of them with a mix of concern, shock and amusement with the vibrator still humming and dancing away in her hand just seemed so funny. Ling found her laughter infectious and was soon giggling away as well.

Next came the 'mop-up' operation. They stripped Becky's unconscious body and wiped her clean, changed the bedsheets and mopped the bedroom floor. And Mandy had to wash her face as well. They switched the vibrator off manually with a switch on the body of the pink egg and hunted around for new batteries for the remote. Not finding any, Mandy proposed that they go down to the convenience store that was just a few minutes away to get more.

"What about Becky?" Ling asked, pointing to their naked friend who was now sleeping off her exhaustion on Mandy's clean sheets.

"Hmph! I'll teach her a little lesson for spraying me in the face with pee! Let's tie her up till we get back. She'll panic when she wakes up."

Ling happily agreed - she was having fun taking revenge on Becky. They tied her hands and feet with some cloth strips. And exchanging wicked grins, the fellow conspirators stuffed Becky's pee and cum soaked panties into her mouth before gagging it. And for good measure, they blindfolded her as well. Leaving her trussed up like a chicken on the bed, they left the apartment. Mandy was going to go get batteries but Ling suddenly realized she had to get home when she saw the time. It was already half-past five and she was expected home for dinner at six. Ling-Ling gave Mandy her blessings should she decide to torment Becky a little more before untying her and letting the poor girl go home.

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Becky woke up unable to see; some dark cloth had been tied around her eyes. She tried moving her arms and feet but they were tied as well. She remembered where she was - or at least where she had been when she was last conscious. She struggled a bit but it was in vain. Mandy? Ling-Ling? Untie me... pleassee.... She heard her own muffled moans through the gag in her mouth.

She presumed she was still lying on Mandy's bed. Her hands were bound together, pulled up and tied to something else - probably the bedpost - to keep her arms over her head. Her legs were spread and bound to the two bedposts at the other end of the bed. Her mouth was gagged and there was a warm, wet cloth stuffed in her mouth. She tasted cum, pee and sweat; she was familiar with those tastes, having eaten out her older sister countless times. Whose were these? Mandy's? Ling-Ling's?

She could feel her arousal rising again in spite of herself. Her cunny felt sore and abused from over-stimulation. She tried desperately to remember what had happened. Her mind had been dazed and confused half the afternoon from arousal and from an orgasm that kept coming closer and closer yet never reached her. She now knew the sweet agony Ling-Ling had gone through. In fact Ling-Ling was even more adept at torturing her than she had been - Ling-Ling had a wealth of experience to draw from. And the final orgasm had been so good, so good, so so good.... she even briefly considered letting Ling-Ling toy with her like this for another day - she shivered with terror and excited lust.

The hazy memories slowly returned. She had peed herself, she thought. But she wasn't too sure. She thought she had felt torrents of fluids flooding her crotch and leaking everywhere. But it was all very vague. She had no clear memory of anything that happened after getting to Mandy's apartment.

Suddenly, she heard the apartment door opening. The faint sound of voices outside the bedroom. The bedroom door opening. She struggled and moaned through the gag - untie me Mandy! Please! Ling-Ling?

She heard a gasp of surprise. Surprise? Mandy and Ling wouldn't be surprised to see her gagged and bound. Who were these people?? It couldn't be Mandy's family - they weren't due back for a week.

Soft whispering. From the sounds of their movements she sensed that there were two people in the room, she heard them approach and sit on the bed beside her exposed and defenseless form - one on either side of her. At least one of them was a woman - she wore perfume! Ling-Ling did not wear any perfume and Mandy wore a very faint scent, strawberry which was more popular with teenagers. This had a more grown-up and sexy smell to it. Which meant that they were not Mandy and Ling-Ling. Becky panicked. Who were these two strangers in the room?? She struggled hard, trying in vain to break free.

A sudden, feathery light touch stroked the tensed and straining muscles on the underside of her arm. The stimulation shot through her body - she went rigid. The stroking touch began to meander down her arm; it was slowly trailing and wandering along the baby-soft and lily-white undersides of her arm, heading with snail-like pace towards her armpit, which was at least ten times more sensitive. Becky strained at her bonds, her body slick with sweat from the fear and panic as well as the increasingly ticklish sensations. It wasn't just a feathery touch, she realized - it actually was a freaking feather. It drew circles and complicated sigils on her tenderized, hypersensitive skin. She let out the only sounds she could make with her mouth gagged - high-pitched squeals of anguish.

The feather finally reached her hairless armpit - Becky exploded in giggles. They came out as snorts and whines, her own panties effectively muffling the sounds. She almost choked on her pee drenched underwear as the feather flitted over her armpit playfully, dancing over her afflicted nerve ends. Becky felt warm droplets seep out of her eyes. She gurgled into the gag. The feather finally left her armpit alone; she gasped and cried in relief.

Shit! It was now toying with her breasts! She wrestled again with her bonds as the unseen strangers lightly dusted her responsive young titties with gentle strokes - titillating, soothing, irritating, teasing, and flirting. It dallied with her supersensitive nipples and to her utter shame, they became fully erect. The feather impishly tickled the soft undersides of her breasts; her body bucked in reflex. It continued its dance over her body, torturing every inch of her baby skin on her belly, sides, pelvis, thighs, calves, knees and ahahahaha.... the soles of her feet. Becky felt like she was going to die from laughing - her sobs, moans and whimpers still muffled by her gag; her body twisting and straining to get free from the insistent and merciless feather. Every touch was like electroshock therapy. Every tickle was like a flame that pierced her tender flesh.

And her shame and humiliation mounted as she realized that she was getting juicy again. Mandy had dried and cleaned her before leaving but she was making a mess of herself down there again. And she realized with dread that tied with her legs spread wide open as she was, the strangers would soon notice the tell-tale signs of her body. Were they going to rape her? Becky's sexual experience was limited only to her older sister and her two classmates. But now she was being teased by strangers. Would they make her cum for them? She burned with humiliation at her nakedness before them. She realized they were going to toy with her and use her as a plaything. And they were going to make her enjoy it as they took her. And they would revel in her utter humiliation and debasement as she came hard from their molestation.

Becky felt her little cunny lips begin to part in anticipation as the feather stroked the skin where her crotch joined her thigh. She could hear both the strangers' breathing quickening as the feather lightly grazed her sex. Becky bit hard on her soiled panties to suppress her moan of pleasure - it was a mistake; the pressure squeezed some of the pee out of her soaked panties and it trickled into her throat. She coughed and wheezed as the cold fluid trickled down her throat.

She suddenly heard the door open again. Footsteps. Another gasp! Her tortured brain wondered, was it yet another stranger? More whispering. The bed creaked as the third stranger also sat down beside her. It felt like the whole world was gathering in Mandy's room to gloat over her. There was a familiar whirring sound. Her heart sank as she realized it was the sound of a digital camera being switched on - the whole world was going to gloat over her after all. The photos would probably be uploaded onto the Internet - the whole world would see her shame. She waited but the dreaded clicking sound of the camera never came. The sudden revelation hit her - it wasn't snapping photos, it was recording video. Her face flushed and she wished she could die. Her clitoris swelled and poked its head out - the little Judas - Becky's humiliation came mostly from the knowledge that she was wet and horny from the stimulation of strangers rather than from being watched and filmed by them, even though that mortified her a great deal too. With embarrassment and guilt, Becky suspected that even if they untied her right now, she would not struggle very much as they had their way with her.

The straw that broke the camel's back was when the strange hands began to touch her all over. The newcomer's hand had been the first. It petted her leg tentatively before stroking her with increasing confidence. It gently wandered upwards to her thigh where it consoled her straining and nervous muscles. The gentle massage eased the tension and knots in her legs and Becky heard herself moan appreciatively. This further emboldened the newcomer, who began to use both hands to knead her legs.

The second stranger, the one wearing a woman's perfume began to tease her labia with slender fingers. Her nails felt well manicured as they caressed and pampered her love-inflamed lips. She spread Becky's increasing moisture all over, paying special attention to her rising clitty to make sure it was nice and wet before she touched it. Those fingers seemed to know where she was most sensitive. It teased and tickled and occasionally, the feather joined the fingers to further stimulate her.

The last pair of hands felt different from the other two. They covered her teenage breasts, fondling and squeezing, sometimes roughly, sometimes tenderly, making them swell and enlarge with desire. They were hands that knew what they were doing. She'd never been touched like that before. Only her sister had ever caressed her breasts, and she always petted and pampered them. These hands mauled her, yet she felt little pain - any pain she felt was good-pain; the hands felt strong and firm as they kneaded, pressed, pushed, folded and moulded her little, white bunnies like soft, pliable clay, working them with loving care. She felt her insides turn to putty in those hands.

Becky felt the seductive pull of the three pairs of hands (and feather). They teased and cajoled, drew and persuaded her to give in, to let go, to yield and surrender. Already, deep inside her, her cum juice was beginning to flow like the spring time torrents. The floodgates of her desire were opened and she could feel her body responding to the hands. This was different from the torment of desire and denial she had experienced all afternoon at Ling's hands. This was mellow, comfortable and seductive. Her whole body relaxed as the hands kneaded away the tension and knots in her muscles. Her orgasm came like a warm, gentle tide, washing over her as she floated in a tropical ocean of happiness. It washed away all the earlier torment from the tickling and teasing. She forgot her humiliation; forgot the video recording camera; forgot that she was tied up and totally at the mercy of strangers she could not see. Forgot her momentary discomforts; her sweaty and sticky body; the bonds that chafed her hands and legs; it was all lost in the the spring-tide that welled up and flowed freely from her abused cunny.

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David had invited Julie home to meet Mandy. He knew that they knew each other of course, but he didn't tell Julie that. But when they got to Mandy's apartment, they found that she wasn't home. Now, Mandy had actually given David a spare key to her apartment over the weekend so that David could easily get back to his apartment to get any clothes, toiletries etc and let himself back in easily, but she had totally forgotten about it - or she probably wouldn't have left Becky stripped and trussed in bed!

On a rather childish impulse, David had let himself and Julie in - he wanted to surprise Mandy as she walked into her apartment. But once they entered, they heard moaning sounds coming from Mandy's bedroom. Imagine their surprise when they opened the door to find Becky spread out on Mandy's bed! David's shock was hardly equal to Julie's as she came upon her little sister tied in such a blatantly sexual position. She realized immediately of course, that the Mandy her sister knew was the same Mandy that David knew. And she was aware that Mandy, her sister and their friend Ling had been playing some not-so-innocent games. But this? She couldn't imagine the three fourteen year-old teenagers involved in bondage. Did Mandy and Ling take turns prancing around in leather outfits as they marked Becky lightly with whips??? She almost creamed herself at that thought.

Without a word, the two of them approached the bed slowly, sitting down on either side of Becky's bare body. Julie admired her sister's stretched, sweat-streaked body. She was well-developed for her age and her lustrous raven mane fanned out on Mandy's bed. Her beautiful features, where they were not obscured by the blindfold and gag showed her anxiousness and fear as she heard two strangers approaching her. By chance, Julie spied a feather on Mandy's table - it was a feather from a Red Indian Halloween costume (Mandy had looked really cute as Tiger Lily). Not able to resist the temptation, Julie picked it up and brushed it lightly on the exposed undersides of Becky's arm. With her hands bound, pulled up and tied to the bedpost above her head, Becky struggled in vain as her older sister had fun with her - and Julie knew all of Becky's most ticklish spots! They had tickled each other endlessly whilst growing up.

David thought he would cum in his pants. It was so hot watching Julie tease her little minx of a sister. He admired the stretched and exposed body, his eyes running over it - it was gorgeous. He looked but he didn't touch - she was Julie's little sister after all. Julie eyed the obvious bulge in his pants - she thought to herself: so he would like to bone her little sister as well! The thought amused her and she decided to tease him further - her tickling grew more and more sexual. Becky's faint moans and whimpers too were less and less from ticklishness and more and more from her obvious arousal - the heady scent of her heat filled the room. David was dying to reach out and touch her.

Just then, a little sound interrupted them. The door opened - Mandy stood in the doorway with the newly purchased batteries in her hands. Her mouth fell open and she gasped as she saw David and a beautiful redhead in her early twenties sitting on the bed where Becky lay bound. She recognized that it was Julie - Becky's sister! She blushed, realizing Julie had caught her in the act of tying up Becky.

She was about to say something but Julie put a finger to her lips, motioning her to be quiet, so she quietly approached the bed and sat next to David instead. She looked at him shyly - what did he think of her? Would he think she was 'weird' - tying up her friend like this? He already knew about her session with Becky and Ling on Saturday, but she wasn't sure if he was okay with all this. He caught her worried look and gave a reassuring smile. He thought he knew what she was thinking; he made a mental note to tell her later that he wasn't just okay with her and her friends fooling around - he was very turned on by it.

Reassured by his smile, Mandy sat down and together, they watched Julie teasing her overheated little sister. The erotic sight was affecting Mandy too and she rubbed her thighs together unconsciously. Suddenly, Mandy remembered Ling; she would love to see this, she thought. Getting a digital camera from one of the drawers, she put it on record and set it down on top of a little cabinet that had a good view of the bed. When Ling-Ling sees this, maybe she'll forgive poor Becky for that prank. As she sat next to Becky's well-tied body, she could see all her muscles straining at the ropes trying to wriggle free. With a sudden surge of sympathy, she began to massage Becky's leg muscles, working the tension out of them. David soon joined her - he couldn't keep still any longer! The scene - Becky's sister and best friend tickling and massaging her taut body - was too hot for him to handle. He began gently rubbing her firm, young titties. Both Julie and Mandy seemed to give him encouraging looks, so he began to squeeze and work them in earnest. As Julie's fingers joined the feather in stimulating Becky's steaming snatch, all three of them could sense that Becky was beginning to cum.

Suddenly, to David's amazement, he thought he saw tiny pink tendrils in the region of Becky's crotch. He knew what those were; they were the little fibres of sexual energy that he had seen earlier today as he had sex with Julie. But when he looked again, those tendrils were no longer there.

You must focus with your mind.

The voice of the Artifact suddenly spoke in his head. And it mentally showed him how to do it. As he followed the mental images the Artifact showed him, the tendrils reappeared again - they were a glowing, coral pink; sometimes they seemed to almost fade into a purple but pink was the dominant colour. They seemed only semi-solid, they were a bit like twisting wisps of pink smoke. His vision suddenly went blurry for a moment and he almost fainted.

Quickly! Draw those tendrils towards you. He did. With painful concentration he drew them to him, doing his best not to black out. Even so, his head throbbed. As the pink fibres drew close, at the Artifact's instruction, he reached out with his mind to his loins and drew out a different set of fibres - these seemed to glow blue, turquoise, sometimes even flashing like lapis lazuli. The two different fibres, the sexual energies of male and female, were twined together; the combination of yin and yang reconciled with each other to attain harmony. The resultant tendril of energy was a thread of pure white which he coiled around his own energy Source like someone coiling thread onto a ball of string. The moment he did this, his vision cleared and his headache lessened. He felt himself getting stronger and more alert as he continued doing it.

You are unused to this type of exertion, that was why you had some difficulty initially. It is a lot easier to exert your mental abilities when you are asleep than when you are awake. To be able to do it whilst awake, you need to have a certain level of power in your Source. You are just at the threshold of this level at the moment. But as you feed off the union of energies, you will grow in strength and soon, this will be a simple task for you.

This is an advantageous situation, the Artifact continued, if you draw the threads from all three females, it will create an even stronger resultant energy.

This was news to David. His strengthened mind reached out and focused. Somehow, he seemed to see little pink wisps emanating from Mandy's and Julie's bodies as well. As he used his mind to draw those wispy, billowy threads towards him, his own glowing blue ones extending outwards as it strained to meet them, David began to notice that there were other, less obvious wisps and tendrils as well. Unlike the pink ones, these did not extend far from the bodies of the three girls; rather it seemed to stay beneath the skin, poking out here and there only occasionally. He wondered about them. The Artifact, knowing what he was thinking said:

The human body is host to a myriad of different energies, they are essential to life. In fact, they can be thought of as almost the key to life. In their current state of arousal, the females before you now are emanating - leaking, almost - sexual energy into the air. This will not be the case when they are not aroused. The other tendrils you see are various types of energies necessary to the human body.

"Can't we gather these other types of energy tendrils into my Source as well?"

In theory, yes. But those types are inferior for the purpose of driving your mental activities. In fact, in the long-term, the Ancients believed it will eventually destabilize the energy Source. We strongly advise against this. The energy we are obtaining right now from the union of your male and female sexual energies is a harmonious blend that has a wide number of uses in the human body and is particularly beneficial for powering the activities of the mind. Under normal circumstances, the Source within a human provides only enough energy for normal mental activities. But the true potential of the human mind is boundless as long as sufficient energy is available in the Source to drive those activities.

"Hang on, you say that these other energy tendrils are necessarily to life. If I draw a large amount of them away, could it kill a person?" David asked mentally. Could this become a weapon, should he ever need one?

Certainly. It should only take a few days to draw away enough energy to cause death.

He wondered if the Artifact was laughing at him.

We have no concept of humour. We merely answered your question. If it is a weapon that you seek, that is not a very suitable method. At present, you do not have sufficient energy for any mental weapons that we are aware of.

"Okay, one last question. When I use the energy to drive my mental powers, does the energy just get used up?"

No, it does not vanish when you use it. You may liken it to your bodily strength. After exerting yourself for a while, you will tire. But when you rest, you will recover your strength again. The energy in your Source is similar to that. Taking the analogy further, building up your Source is akin to building up your body with exercise and training. You should put your full attention to enlarging your Source of power in order to build your Empire. We repeat our advice - large numbers of concubines and slaves should be amassed.
Behold, here are three females. You should mate with them now. Two of them are virgins; the energy gained from union with virgins is at least fifty fold that of normal union.

"What?? Are you sure?" David thought at the Artifact incredulously. Fifty-fold was a lot! He ignored the Artifact's other rants about harem and empire building - it did that a lot, he was beginning to notice.

We are not mistaken.

As David conversed with the Artifact in his mind, Becky started to orgasm, releasing a burst of sexual energy which David drew in and combined with his own before collecting it in his Source. His mind soared with the sudden surge of power; he felt enervated and revitalized.

In the midst of this, he suddenly hit upon an idea. Riding on the sudden influx of power, he let his mind reach out and slip into Julie's. He was pleased to find that he could do it without any problem even though he was not asleep. It was as the Artifact had said, his energy Source had reached a new level. Just as he had done the first time he entered her the other day, he now began to flush her mind with lust. As he projected intense arousal into her, Julie suddenly stiffened where she sat - she felt a sudden inundation of cream flooding her; she whimpered at the suddenness and intensity. Her fingers slipped under her skirt as though they had a mind of their own and began to rub herself madly. Almost immediately, a barrage of lust hit her and her honey-pot bubbled over uncontrollably.

Mandy had been watching Becky as she came when she suddenly heard Julie moan. Looking up, she was amazed to see Julie biting her lips as one hand reached under her short skirt to frantically grind into her crotch. Her whole body shook where she sat - was she cumming furiously? Mandy thought she looked like she was....

Just then a tidal wave of desire hit Mandy as David switched from Julie's mind to hers. Her body swayed unsteadily. "Nggghhhh....... "a strangled sound escaped her throat. Under the pleated, grey, school skirt she was still wearing, in just an instant, her panties were deluged to the point of becoming transparent. Both her hands still on Becky's legs, her hips moved of their own accord and she began to hump Becky's knee. Why was she doing this?? Mandy didn't understand. But the Need was so strong. The imperative to rut with something. Anything. The nearest thing just happened to be Becky's knee, since she was sitting near Becky's legs. Her short skirt allowed her freedom to hike it up so that she could rub her pantied crotch into Becky's leg, thigh, calve, foot... anything. The additional friction from the fabric of her panties as it bit into her swollen cunny lips added tingles of delight. A huge wave of passion crashed into her. She threw her head back in abandon and came on her best friend's leg.

That final assault took up so much effort that David nearly fell off the bed. He gasped for energy as a drowning man gasps for breath. Exerting his mind whilst awake really took a great deal more strength than it did when his mind was in the semi-consciousness of sleep. He had manipulated Julie and Mandy's mind as he would have done normally but because he was awake this time, it had sapped much more strength than he had expected.

But his efforts had been rewarded. As all three girls started cumming within seconds of each other, in his mind's eye, David could see three large, pink blossoms flower in technicolour intensity. He literally sucked the gushing jets of sexual power into himself, his own sparkling blue energy encircling them - the male and female energies mated, forming the blazing white energy that he hungrily pulled into his Source. The blast of energy refreshed and revitalized. His exhaustion vanished and his Source boiled with greater intensity and heat than before. I guess this is what we call a good Return on Investment, he thought to himself.

As David looked around him, the three girls had collapsed on the bed, panting heavily. Mandy and Julie looked at him, slightly embarrassed. He must think we are complete sluts, they thought, not even having the slightest vestige of self-control. Even David - a horny, young male - hadn't lost control like that. Little did they know that the sudden torrential lust that had swept them away without mercy had been David's doing. Mandy, knowing David, was slightly suspicious; but he wasn't asleep, she thought. She still didn't know that David could now use his powers whilst he was awake, albeit in a more limited way. Becky was still tied, gagged and blind-folded, totally wiped out and dead to the world.

But whilst the girls were weary already, David had not even begun! His hardon throbbed in his pants. He looked at them. No one seemed to be up for it. Was he going to end up wanking himself off ?? He wanted to laugh. Here he was surrounded by three horny and absolutely adorable girls - and he was a 'powerful mind-controller' too. And he had to satisfy himself in the bathroom over some porno mag???

They are too tired to resist. You must capitalize on the opportunity! Three birds with one stone, as your modern proverb aptly says.

David shook his head in exasperation at the Artifact. You could trust its advice on just about anything else but this.

Well, it was mostly his fault anyway. If he hadn't wiped out Julie and Mandy with powerful orgasms, he would probably be enjoying at least one of them now. He was just about to rise from the bed when Julie suddenly pulled tired Mandy into her arms. David watched with surprise as she kissed the surprised teen full on the lips; her tongue insistently probing her mouth. The Artifact was at least right about one thing - right now, Mandy seemed too weak to resist.

Or perhaps she didn't really want to resist. Her hands pushed half-heartedly at Julie, but as they came in contact with those full, womanly globes, she rested her hands there gingerly - not removing them, but not bold enough to touch it anymore daringly either. Mandy was actually rather in awe of the tall, beautiful red-head.Julie looked so sexy and alluring that she intimidated Mandy. Mandy almost felt like she was in the presence of an angel. Her heart seemed to beat faster when Julie was around and ever since they met last Saturday, she would often picture Julie and think to herself what a beautiful person Julie was. For want of a better description - Mandy sort of had a crush on her. Which was not unusual as teenage schoolgirls often idolized older girls who are more beautiful, sophisticated or popular.

As Julie's full lips pressed into hers, Mandy mouth parted shyly but willingly. David moved closer; it was not everyday that you saw two hot beauties locked in a sizzling hot kiss. Without breaking the kiss, Julie's hand snaked out and caught hold of his collar, pulling him closer and closer - his mouth joined the two of them. Mandy's eyes fluttered open in surprise at the newcomer but the corners of her otherwise occupied mouth twitched into a sort of amused and pleased smile. They continued their hot three-way exchange as David felt Julie's hands pulling at his clothes. His hands began moving over Julie and Mandy, shedding their various items of clothing. They were a tangle of three pairs of hands, each trying to remove the clothes of the other two. And all this while they were trying not to break the kiss - many giggles escaped the interlocked mouths before they were finished.

They crashed into the bed - and found that Becky was taking up most of the space since she was tied in the middle of the bed. But she was out cold anyway, so they untied some of the bonds and pushed her to a corner of the bed. At Julie's insistence, her hands were still tied and the blindfold and gag remained as well. The three of them continued where they left off, they were a mess of caressing hands, tangled limbs and kissing mouths. David's cock twitched each time it came into contact with either girls' baby-soft skin.

He had been puzzled at first when Julie had initiated this but he was beginning to understand the reason behind it. Julie wanted to be with David. And because of her slightly bi-sexual leanings, adding Mandy into the equation made her more horny than it made her jealous. But the same might not be true of Mandy. Julie was trying to include Mandy in a threesome, which would set a precedence of sorts that would more or less place her and Mandy on equal footing in relation to David. They would both be his lovers and he theirs. In truth, David was close, but he had only guessed a section of Julie's plan.

Julie began kissing David's body and Mandy followed suit. They seemed to be racing to cover as much area as possible. From his mouth to his neck and downwards, they raced. He groaned in pleasure as the two little foxy vixens crossed his abdomen and neared his heated groin. He twitched as Julie's cool lips began to pamper his boiling rod. Mandy hesitated for a while; she had never kissed David there. But Julie moved aside suddenly and nodded at her to try. Mandy moved her head nearer and nearer, her breath hitting David's sensitive underside. Julie smiled encouragingly.

Mandy pecked the tip quickly, making David writhe. Then she slowly gathered up her courage and gave it a longer kiss. Julie bent nearer and began to kiss it as well; soon, both girls were planting wet, sloppy kisses up and down David's seven and a half inches. The supersensitive skin was tingling. David clenched his muscles hard to prevent himself from erupting into the two girls' faces - tempting as that may be.

Finally David could take it no longer. Sitting up, he growled at them, "Who's first?" The two looked at each other and Julie said, "Mandy."

"Alright then, lie face down." David said. Mandy obediently did so as he placed a pillow under tummy. She wasn't quite familiar with this but it seemed to make sense if David was going to enter her bottom again. Her tender rump was raised in the air, making her totally accessible to David. Julie on the other hand was slightly surprised as she thought they might have gone for the usual missionary position (David hadn't told her that for various reasons, they were keeping Mandy virgin for a bit longer and that he had been having anal sex with her instead of regular sex). But she was all for some variation in positions.

Whilst Mandy had gotten rather juicy in the last hour or so, most of her honey-cream had been soaked up by her panties or had run down her thighs. In any case, her small and puckered backdoor was bone-dry. David spotted a bottle of moisturizing cream on a table that Mandy used for her hands and body. "Cocoa butter formula (with Vitamin E. Softens, smoothes and relieves)," he read. He picked it up, opened the bottle and sniffed - the 'cocoa butter formula' smelt like chocolate. Somehow the idea of using chocolate scented cream for Mandy's brown hole seemed poetic in some twisted way.

Julie's eyes widened as David's fingers applied a dollop of cream onto Mandy's anus. Mandy moved slightly, opening her legs wider and thrusting her buns higher to give him easier access. Julie had never had anal sex before and in her mind, it was unimaginable that innocent (relative to herself) Mandy would lie down on her tummy and docilely let David sodomize her. David caught sight of Julie's face - her eyes were as large and round as saucers - and decided to have more fun at her expense. "This cream is supposed to soften, smooth and relieve. Doesn't it feel good, Mandy?" he asked. "Mmm," Mandy replied, sighing softly. Actually, it did feel good. The sensation of David's fingers gently probing her and working the cream into her hole felt wonderful. She lay there relaxing under the anal massage, her butt muscles un-knotting and opening up. "Will you hold her open for me, Julie?" David asked.

Still slightly shocked, she placed her hands on either side of Mandy's pert, bouncy moons and parted them. As David took aim and pressed in slowly, Julie gave a gasp. Up till the last moment, she still thought David was just kidding and that he was going to slide into Mandy's cunny instead. But he was already half-way up Mandy's shitter by now and still sliding in. David slid into melted butter - melted cocoa butter, to be precise - Mandy's derriere muscles milking him lazily as she reveled in the sensations she had first tasted yesterday morning but had now grown to love. His phallus began stroking in and out with rhythm; it touched her so intimately, caressing nerve ends that no other type of lovemaking could reach. His fingers reached under her to caress her from the front at the same time. Mmm.. her pleasure nub was standing tall already. He could see Mandy's sexual energy rising in fluorescent pink tendrils and he quickly went about gathering them.

Mandy was soon bucking like the frisky filly that she was. Her long, blond hair was like a mane flying behind her as David rode her and rode her, his red, swollen manhood thrusting deeply into her insides. Suddenly, he felt her inner muscles spasming violently. Her body froze as she whined and whinnied. She squeezed David so hard that his cock revolted by expanding to twice its size before erupting in thick jets that blasted her interiors. The sudden expansion and the subsequent scalding loads of sperm that coated her rectum made Mandy cum even harder. As he started to sperm Mandy's anus, David's fingers captured her throbbing clitty and massaged it - a thousand bursting stars filled Mandy's vision. She opened her mouth to scream as a titanic orgasm rocked the foundations of her world; and she - fainted.

"No shit! Again?" David said in disbelief as Mandy went limp. He put a finger under her nose. She was still breathing so she must have fainted. It wasn't likely that he'd fucked her dead, but he thought he'd better check all the same. Because fainting four times in a row from sex seemed even less likely.

"Again?" he heard Julie pant. He turned to look at her. Her eyes were glazed as she fingered her snatch desperately. The little thatch of red-hair she left at the top of her otherwise smooth-shaven cunt was so cute.

Julie had never been so turned on from watching another girl being fucked. But seeing sweet, little Mandy sexed up her ass was driving her crazy. And the way Mandy bucked with abandon indicated how much she enjoyed it. And then she had fainted from pleasure - Julie had never fainted from a pleasure overload before; it made her almost jealous. Her eyes were fixed on David's cock in fascination as he withdrew it from Mandy's well-buggered hole. Mandy's body sagged down as he let go of her hips and the shift of internal muscles caused a gob of white cum to escape and stream down her perineum.

As David left Mandy's white, tender bum, he was suddenly confronted by another voluptuous tush. This one was shapelier and more womanly. The moons of her asscheeks were full and lush without being fat in anyway - they were perfectly proportioned to give that sexy sway that made one think of Jennifer Lopez. Julie had gotten on all fours, with her bottom end facing him. "Pleeease David.... I need it." she said softly. "Where, Julie?" he asked, his voice also soft.

"You choose."

His rampant rod hovered over her winking anus. He leaned over and whispered, "I'll save that one for next time okay? It'll be special, I promise." She nodded.

"Are you sure, you want me to go in here?" he asked, his finger rubbing her snatch in circular motions. She gasped and nodded eagerly. "I'll just run to the bathroom and rinse myself okay?" he said.

"Nooooooo... don't leave..." she moaned. She couldn't wait. She didn't care. She wanted him inside her now. She couldn't wait another second. Her rump pushed backward and she thrust her buttocks in the air, begging to be mounted.

He laughed, "My Julie is such a dirty little slut, isn't she?"

She moaned. He had called her his Julie. Yes, his Julie was a dirty little slut, her mind affirmed.

"If you want me inside, waggle you sassy ass." he said, teasing her further.

She waggled from side to side wantonly. Why won't he take her??? She whined in frustration. She needed him to fill her, she ached and hankered for -

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh...." she let out a long satisfied groan as David shafted her doggie-style with one plunge. Impaled to the hilt, she could feel every inch of him inside. Their coupling was like an athletic event - fast and furious with strong, powerful strokes which she countered, her supple body moving in rhythm to accommodate him. Her snatch leaked badly, rivulets of lubrication streamed down her thighs and pooled on Mandy's bed as he sexed her. His rapacious manhood invaded, ravished and possessed her womanhood. Her body was pushed forward as he thrust fiercely into her from behind. In her current state, she only lasted ten minutes. She bit into the sheets and savaged them as she came. Her climax was every bit as good as the other times that David had shagged her. Which is to say, the best in her life. But she didn't faint - which was a disappointment; she hoped that when he made good his promise to take her virgin ass, he'd abuse her till she was unconscious.

David withdrew from Julie and he pulled her up from her doggy position. He kissed her on the nose. "Did you enjoy that?" he questioned. She was about to reply when they heard a faint moan coming from behind. Looking back, they saw Becky. She had come to and had pushed and pushed with her head until the blindfold had come off. She must have been watching them for some time because she was rubbing her legs together as she tried to get off on the friction. The little moan was one of arousal and of frustration as the rubbing only aroused her further without bringing satisfaction.

Julie moved over to sit next to Becky's tied body. "Mmmffmmmff" Becky mumbled into the gag. Untie me, Julie - she was pleading with her sister. Julie idly stroked her little sister's body. "MMMfffffnggggg" Becky went; this time it was - don't tease me!! bring me off... pleaseee...
Somehow as if sensing what her sister wanted, Julie's hands reached down to spread her thin legs apart. Becky did it half-eagerly and half-reluctantly. Eagerly, because her teenie cootchie was sooo horny. Reluctantly, because David was there watching.

She had never met David and neither Mandy nor Julie had mentioned his name before. When she had finally gotten the blindfold off her head by rubbing it into the bed, she had been astonished to see her sister, Julie there. Mandy was there too. And there was a man she didn't know. She blushed to think that he had seen her exposed and naked. He had probably even touched her too whilst she was tied up. She remembered the hands that had been on her breasts - those had felt more manly than the other two. Becky felt embarrassed at having been seen and touched by a complete stranger. The truth was, she didn't even really like boys. They all seemed so crude, smelly and horrible. Her sexual experiences with her sister had also swayed her preferences towards females. Which sort of explained her eagerness to draw pretty Mandy and hot Ling-Ling into naughty games.

But as Becky lay there watching Mandy meekly getting on her tummy and getting her anus well pierced until the pleasure overloaded her brain and blew her fuses, Becky began to feel all hot and horny. She started to imagine what it must feel like to have a thick hard cock inside her, pumping in and out. If a little pink vibrator could feel that good, she wondered what a cock that filled her entire virgin hole would be like. And then she had watched the sister she idolized act like a complete slut as she begged for cock. And she had caught that expression of pleasure on Julie's face when David had called her 'his dirty little slut'. Somehow, seeing her best friend and older sister cumming hard as David spermed them made her so, so horny. Her cunny ached, and her little clitty itched.

As Julie spread her horny little sister's legs, she said to David, "Come over here and give me a hand."

Becky frantically went, "Nnnnnuuhhnhhhh!!"

David chuckled, "Looks like my help is not welcome."

Julie shook her head, saying, "That's not what Becky means. She really liked the way you massaged her little titties earlier on, didn't you, Becky?" As she said that, Julie's fingers gave Becky's tender nipples a little pinch.

Becky arched her back. The feeling brought back memories of how the strong hands had kneaded her creamy breasts until she had succumbed to the seductive pleasure. "Didn't you, Becky?" Julie asked again, her hands pulling at her nipples fondly.

Becky's head reluctantly nodded in shameful admission. Julie moved lower to where Becky's spread legs were and began kissing her thighs whilst David took her place, cradling Becky's upper body in his arms. Her head reclined on his strong chest and his hands went around her to clutch at her maturing boobies. Those were his hands earlier on, she now knew without a doubt. They were manipulating her inflamed mammaries expertly, working it like a potter working his warm, soft clay or the baker kneading his wet, yielding dough.

David felt Becky relax completely in his hands. She was exhausted physically, mentally and emotionally, the poor girl was. She had been subject to vibrator-torture the whole afternoon by Ling-Ling and Mandy and then she had been tied up and tickled and teased till she climaxed and passed out. And she was still bound and helpless even now. David sensed that she was almost on the verge of being broken, so he stroked her comfortingly; his mouth nuzzled her ear and cheek and he made consoling sounds to soothe her. "You poor girl.... you must be so tired... just relax now... let your shoulders loosen up... just lean back and close your eyes....." he murmured into her ear and felt her slowly begin to respond.

Poor Becky. Whilst David soothed and comforted her above, her sister was stoking the fires of lust down below, between her legs. Julie had begun eating out her sister, an activity they both enjoyed. And it was making her tense up again as her muscles clenched and unclenched. Suddenly, Julie lifted her head up from Becky's slippery crotch and said, "Come here David."

He gave her a questioning look but she just repeated it again, "Come over here." David lay Becky's head down on the pillows gently and shifted his body nearer Julie. She suddenly grasped his semi-erect organ in his hand. David gasped and quickly followed where her hand led. She led him like a trainer leading a horse around the ring until she positioned him over her little sister. She held his cock to Becky's virgin slit and David had no choice but to follow. "What on earth are you doing?" he asked in amazement.

"I want you to be her first man," Julie said simply as she rubbed David's glans into Becky's delicate nether lips, mashing his pee slit into her little bud. "But... but...ngghhh" David protested. Becky's eyes flew open as her whole body tensed. She shook her head wildly and moaned into the gag, "Ngghhhhnuuuhhhhnuuhhh."

It turned out that Julie had noticed her little sister's aversion for guys. She snubbed every one of the guys at school who approached her and even though she had no end of suitors, given her looks, she had never even gone out on a date before. Julie knew her little sister was a lot more interested in girls, especially Julie. It was partly her fault, Julie knew, since she had introduced her to girl on girl fun. But she had expected her sister to develop a taste for boys as well. That didn't happen though, and during the recent period when Julie had thrown herself into her work and neglected all sex, including the little 'eating-out' sessions she used to have with Becky, Becky had moped about for months. When she finally made out with Becky for the first time in ages on Saturday, Becky had been delirious with joy.

Which was why Julie decided to introduce Becky to the pleasures of guy on girl fun. She didn't want her sister to miss out on a whole world of delights just because of her. If she was really a 'girl person', then at least she could make her choice after she gave male-female sex a try. And who better to introduce Becky to sex than the person who had given Julie the best sex she'd ever had? And since Becky was quite unlikely to agree with Julie's decision, what better time was there to introduce her to sex than now, since Mandy and Ling had so conveniently tied her up?

As Julie held David's cock in a tight grip and used it to stroke Becky's outer lips, both of them shivered at the touch. "Go on, David. You're liking this aren't you, Becky?" she asked as she used David's cockhead to stimulate her sister further.

Becky could feel the warm hardness pressing into her. Her little body craved it. She now knew how Julie felt when she had waggled her ass at David earlier and begged for him to put it in. Her mind was hot with lust and she couldn't think clearly. Julie asked her again and she nodded. Julie's hand released David's manhood and David prepared himself to take the plunge - and he stopped.

With great self-control, he stopped himself. Even though he could feel Becky's moistness seeping into the slit at his tip. Even though he longed to pin her to the bed with long, hard strokes. Even though the arrow was notched and the bow was bent, he refrained from letting it fly straight and true into its target. "Are you sure, Becky?" he asked, looking her in the eye; his voice hoarse with effort.

Becky looked up at him, her eyes clouded with confusion. She had just met him, she didn't even know his last name. All she knew about him was that he made her titties feel real good. And that he had spoken to her gently when he had held her head in his arms. Yet, for some reason she didn't know, she felt that she could trust him. That she was safe with him. She nodded again. This time, it wasn't because her sister wanted her to. But because she wanted to.

David slowly sank into her inch by inch. She was tight. A narrow passageway leading to hidden treasures. With booby-trapped walls; walls that moved and closed in on wayward adventurers, crushing them. Those walls crushed David's cock in a tight, wet, sucking embrace. He felt her maidenhead blocking the way in. "This will hurt." he stated and pushed hard.

Becky screamed into the panties that Mandy had gagged her with. David froze and held still. He pulled the gag off. Becky sobbed and gasped. David had only seen vague images of her in Mandy's and Julie's minds before, he had not seen her properly in person. With the blindfold and gag removed, he finally saw her properly - she was breathtakingly beautiful. He kissed her lips tenderly to console and comfort her.

Julie had untied Becky's hands and was now cradling her head in her lap. She stroked her hair tenderly as David kissed her and whispered comfortingly to her. Becky's sobbing started to subside as the pain of her broken maidenhead began to fade away. In place of it, was the strange full sensation of being stretched by that large foreign object pulsing in her deflowered vagina.

David's hands tenderly worked her breasts, paying special attention to the exquisite nipples - they were like beautiful jewel ornaments on her teats. He began to feel Becky's body responding. He moved his penis slightly. The look on her face was one of expectancy and pleasure, not pain. Encouraged, he began to push further and further into the crunching passage. He could feel her heartbeat pounding.

David huffed in effort as he pushed, his sweat falling on her body. He was not getting any further inside. Becky's virgin passage was too tight, too small. He felt her body squirming, her muscles trying to push him out and retake the little ground he had gained. Becky was making little mewing noises.

"You have to relax, Becky. Unclench. Open up for me." he told her between pants. He could have forced his way in with a mighty thrust, but that would have hurt her terribly and it would have been painful for him too.

She shook her head - he was too big, too long, too full. Her body refused to accept what her soul craved. Her tiny cavity felt stretched to its limits already. This had to be the deepest he could go!

"You can do it, Becky. Open your legs wider." Julie encouraged her, holding her head in her lap.

Becky suddenly felt a third hand grasping hers. She turned to look; it was Mandy; she had come to a little while ago but she still felt weak and spent. Reaching out to hold Becky's hand, she smiled encouragingly to give her support. Becky thought to herself, if Mandy could take David all the way up her anus, she ought to be able to let him fully inside her pussy too. She spread her legs wide, trying her best to loosen up but to no avail. Every time David entered, her muscles unconsciously rebelled, pushing against him.

Confronted with this, David decided to try something else. He exerted his energy and reached out with his mind. Further strengthened from his earlier coupling with Mandy and Julie, he entered Becky's mind with greater ease than before. He tried flooding her with emotion - with arousal and desire. It made Becky juicier than ever, and the temperature of her cunny rose steadily. The wet, hot box wrapped around him felt unbearable; pussy muscles he didn't know existed kneaded and churned. But the deepest reaches of her tunnel remained closed off, strong muscles sealing it shut. He looked down - he was only half-way in!

For some reason, Becky simply could not get herself to unclench. He searched deeper in her mind. Fear. He probed deeper for the cause of the fear. Her mind evaded him, it gave false reasons. Denying. Trying to explain things away. Deeper. Deep. Deep inside. He saw an image, faded with age and yet strongly rooted in her subconsciousness:

She was six. Playing hide and seek. She was well hidden in the bushes in the park; no one would find her; she thought with glee. It was starting to get dark, the amber twilight flooded the park. Where was everyone? Had the game ended? Why hadn't anyone found her? She was squatting down in the bushes, too tired from standing. Rustling. They were here! She wriggled into the middle of a bush, the leaves and shadows completely hiding her. She peered out. Thump! A body fell to the ground. A woman - struggling, pinned down. Three men in dark hoods that covered their heads held her down. They pulled at the woman's clothes, ripping, tearing. They hit her violently, punching, slapping. She cried, sobbed, tried to scream but they pushed a wad of cloth into her mouth. Six year-old Becky squatted in the bushes, transfixed, not daring to breathe; she peed herself in fear. They raped the woman. Her large, frightened eyes watched from the bushes. The woman's spread legs directly in her line of sight. The thick monsters that pumped in and out between the woman's legs. Becky stayed there for a long time. Until the men had gone. Until the sobbing woman left. Becky cried herself to sleep in the bushes and went home only the next morning, lying to her worried and furious parents that she had spent the night at her friend's house.

David realized her trauma. And that she had a fear and revulsion of men deep inside. She didn't even consciously remember that memory but it was a core part of her psyche. And her subconscious clamped down in fear as he tried to penetrate her, it locked out the far reaches of her womb, closing up in a tight ball. He felt a rush of compassion for the girl. Her friends had playfully tied her up and her sister planned to introduce her to sex with men whilst she was helpless to resist. These elements further heightened her insecurity; confusing, frightening, twisting her emotions.

Poor Becky. He comforted her. He consoled her quivering mind. He stroked and petted. Engulfed her mind with a mental embrace that spoke love, comfort, peace. Don't be afraid. Trust me. I won't hurt you. He felt her mind opening up to him.

Dav... David? he felt her inquire tentatively.

Hush.. just relax here. His mind seemed to stroke her tenderly.

Becky had never felt anything like this before. The tender intimacy as his mind enfolded her - reassuring, warming and consoling her. It was like basking under the warm morning sun after a cold icy night. Was this how sex with a man was supposed to be? He somehow felt so close... almost inside her head. She'd never heard about anything like this before - and she had read a fair bit about sex in books and websites.

As he comforted her mind, washing away the deepest fears with his tenderness, her love canal began to relax very slowly. Neither of them noticed David sliding in with painstaking slowness as her vagina unclenched - they were too wrapped up in their mental embrace. David suddenly felt his manhood hit the end of her passage, bumping lightly into her cervix. Becky felt a slight pain as that happened - but it was a good-pain - like when you stretch hard, or crack your knuckles. Slightly tired mentally from his exertions, David started to withdraw from her mind. Wait! don't go....Becky hung on to him. He stayed on, their minds remained intimately interlocked.

David's penis withdrew and her vagina pulled at him - don't go! - it seemed to say, echoing her mind. He slowly stroked back into her again. Then pulled out. And pushed in. The full, stretching sensation felt so good to Becky. And her G-spot - she had found that early on when playing with herself - he seemed to slide along her G-spot, the ridges rubbing deliciously into it. They went slow at first. Her legs wrapped themselves around him and pulled him deep. After a while, David began picking up speed; drilling her like a pile-driver; his pubic bone mashing into her little love bud as it peeked out from under the glistening, retracted hood.

David's mind was beginning to tire. He could wander other minds for hours when asleep, but when he was conscious, it took much more effort - in a way, it was like being of two minds, neither in your own body nor in someone else's, yet simultaneously being in both. Anyone who has tried to use their one mind to do two things simultaneously will begin to realize how much more difficult it is - just try, for example, to do long division and write a letter at the same time. Staying conscious as his phallus hammered into Becky, and staying in her mind at the same time was not an easy task even with his increased energy levels.

He had to constantly siphon off Becky's sexual energy, harmonize it with his own and add it to the Source. Every time he did this, it not only caused his strength to increase for the long-term, but it also temporarily staved off his fatigue and energized him to continue. He was pushing his own limits as he did this, the boost of strength he received was just enough to keep him going a little while longer, then he had to draw new energy from Becky in order to keep himself from collapsing mentally.

Becky's body had begin to flower with a profusion of glowing, coral pink, phosphorescent wisps and tendrils. The covered and decorated her body and mind. The Artifact was right. The sexual energy released by a virgin's vaginal intercourse was many times more potent. And he figured that if he just kept holding out on her release and his, their bodies would keep generating sexual energy - in the end, he would obtain over the longer period of time, much more energy than he would have otherwise absorbed if they had only gone for a quick fuck. So the longer he kept going, the more energy he could draw!

Whenever he sensed in Becky's mind, her impending orgasm, he would slow down or sometimes completely stop. She would whine in frustration like a hungry puppy, her sexual energies flaring in multicoloured anticipation. He slowly drew Becky further and further out, keeping her on the edge, staying there, not giving her release, yet not letting her back away, drawing her nearer and nearer the edge each time, yet pulling her back from it just in time; it was a delicate dance, it took all his skill and concentration to control his own pleasure as well as hers.

Becky was delirious with pleasure. The sensations. The feel of David's cool skin grazing hers. His sweat running down her, mixing with hers. His mind seemingly in her. The intimacy. The closeness. He was playing her body and her mind like a skilled musician playing his instrument. Rising, rising, in crescendo - then suddenly in diminuendo as he denied her of her pleasure. She whinnied in frustration. Trust me, he seemed to say in her mind as his slowing strokes suddenly switched to a lively allegro - beginning to push towards the edge again. They waltzed in passion through the burning night, her heat and wetness mounting, increasing without bound. In his mental eye, their bodies were wrapped in a bright luminosity - a tangle of glowing pink and blue - his and her energies. In the middle of the maelstrom glowed a bright, white ball that shimmered and radiated power - his Source - that slowly drew in and absorbed the energy flux that flashed all around.

The atmosphere of the room was supercharged. If you have ever become aroused just from being in someone's presence, you may have an inkling of what it is to be in the presence of pure sexual energy radiating from someone. Neither Mandy nor Julie could see the energy storm in the room, but it had an electric effect on them. They were fingering each other furiously as they watched the intense coupling happening before them. The energy storm expanded, absorbing the sexual arousal both girls gave off. (Next door, little Tassie was discovering masturbation with the same naive delight the first humans had when they discovered fire. But we will not go there.)

Finally, David could hold out no more. He whispered just one word in Becky's mind: Cum! She exploded at his command. Her head thrown back, raven tresses flowing like midnight silk. Her mouth opened but no sound came out; her throat muscles tightened painfully, squeezing the scream in. David detonated in her at the same time. His cum exploded inside her as her cunny imploded on him. Expanding flesh met clenching walls. David growled. It was so good it was painful. Becky was beyond help; her body had gone into shock as the climax split her asunder. Their minds clung to each other desperately as the crashing hurricane engulfed them. The sexual energy unleashed was incredible; David sucked it in in huge lungfuls, gorged on it, swam in it, drowned in it. It was a roiling, churning sea. His Source expanded so quickly, he could almost see it growing inch by inch. It was incandescent with energy.

They didn't know how long it lasted. They didn't know when it ended. Julie and Mandy only remembered waking up in the quiet after the storm. Mandy's bed certainly did look like a typhoon had literally hit it. Becky and David were both still passed out. They were all bone tired. David's bone was especially tired. And Becky's body had been brought to its limits. Her muscles and joints ached from having been tied too long, teased too much, tickled too much and from cumming too much.

Mandy suddenly realized that Becky hadn't told her parents where she was - Becky was supposed to be just making a quick stop at Mandy's apartment. Julie called them to tell them that she had bumped into her sister and that they were going to have dinner together.

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Congratulations! the Artifact said, in David's dream. "Laugh all you want," he told it. "I really wasn't planning on the three birds with one stone thing. It just 'happened'."

You misunderstand. We are congratulating you because an heir to the Imperial household will soon be born.

"WHAT??!! How - Oh Shit! "

An image appeared in David's mind. A fertile egg besieged by white, wriggly tadpoles. "Wait! Stop! Stop it!" he gasped. He wasn't ready for this. He sensed the Artifact's puzzlement. Thinking quickly, he said, "I don't have sufficient power yet right? How can I protect any offspring I have? This should wait until I grow stronger - strong enough to protect a family. Don't you know any way to stop this??"

The Artifact replied, Although we sense that those are not the real reasons for your reluctance to breed, nevertheless the reasoning stands. It mentally showed David how he could reach out with his mind to prevent the tadpoles from getting into the egg. It was a simple process that the Emperor frequently used, it said. Too many progeny led to messy court politics.

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David woke up feeling someone's head pressing into his chest. Her long, silky hair felt good. He sat up. It was dark. It was Mandy's room and Becky was still sleeping. It had been the sound of a door closing that had awakened him. The bedroom door opened, and Mandy poked her head in. "David?" she asked as her hands reached for the light switch, "Time to get up. We bought pizza." David looked at his watch; it was half-past eight already. They had taken three and a half hours from start to finish. Sex with Becky took at least one to one and a half hours - he had lost track of the time when they were doing it.

After dinner, Julie started to get up to leave. "Shall we go now, Becky?" she asked her little sister.

"Umm.... can I sleep over at Mandy's?" Becky said and Julie nodded. What she really meant of course, was, could she sleep over at Mandy's with David. Julie chuckled quietly to herself. Her plan appeared to have worked after all. Since waking up, Becky had been inseparable from David. She sat next to him whilst they ate and was never once more than three feet from him. And this was the former renown 'ice-queen' who took pleasure in snubbing every guy who tried to talk to her. Becky had certainly been cured of her dislike for males. Hmm... though it did mean that David would have Becky at his side in addition to Mandy and herself. Lucky bastard, she thought with feeling.