("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: Power14.txt Authors name: Caesar Story Title : Disabled powers ======================================================== Disabled Powers - Chapter XIV ============================= by Caesar, c1994 The episode with Claudia and her mother had incited Sports excitement just by the thought of the kinky sinful act that he placed them in. He "peeked" in on his two female neighbours to "listen" to their thoughts. Jenny was extremely embarrassed and was attempting to avoid her daughter until she figured out what overcame her. While Claudia was excited a the way things were headed, the left over suggestion that had been placed in her mind assured this. He loved to watch, something that he discovered and enjoyed with his mental powers. Of course the young man enjoyed the touch, and recently, the taste of a woman, he still enjoyed the drama of witnessing an intimate act. So planned for his next viewing. "Esmerelda you have slept with other women before hadn't you?" The middle aged woman coughed in surprise as her soup went down the wrong hole. She looked across the diner table to the young man, his eyes wide with interest. Betty sitting next to her also looked surprised but at the both of them. Traci had been sent home early by Sport that afternoon. While Betty's head was facing Sport, Esmerelda answered the young man with a quick nod of her head. "When was the last time?" Betty was looking back and forth, very surprised at the current conversation. Esmerelda answered with a shaky voice, "Three years ago." "With whom?" He was enjoying the way the middle-aged woman was squirming about her seat in embarrassment. "A woman I met in a bar, her husband joined us." She was staring at her half-eaten bowl of soup. "It was only that night." "But you have had sex with other women many times haven't you?" Again the response was a quick nod. Turning his attention to the dark skinned cook, "Betty, is your friend Esmerelda wearing panties?" This surprised both older ladies. "Put your hand up Esmerelda's skirt and see if she's wearing panties." The table hid the Hispanic woman's hand from his view, but the face that the maid made was proof enough that his orders were being followed. While Betty had a curious and slightly pleased look. Betty answered, "She's not wearing any panties." The older woman looked uncomfortable and a little mad. "Spread your legs Betty. Esmerelda tell me if Betty has underwear on?" The older woman almost looked relieved that the cook's hand would be pulled from between her legs. While, Betty looked a bit disappointed. She nodded in the affirmative. "Okay, please take Betty's panties off then lay her upon the table." This caused another surprised look on the younger woman's face. Esmerelda was following his directions perfectly, expertly pulling off the underwear, then guiding the thin woman to lay upon her back on the top of the oak table. Without another order, the maid sat in her chair between the cooks legs then leaned forward. She began to expertly lick that displayed crack, her head and face hidden beneath the loose skirt. Sport rolled his chair about the table, wanting to get closer. He noticed that Betty didn't look pleased at all, in fact she looked like she was about to cry. So the teenager began a mental stimulation of her mind. Very soon, she had the face of passion, even her hands pulled her skirt down enough so she could grasp the head between her thin thighs. A bowl overturned, and a cup fell to the floor as the cook began to wiggle in excitement, Esmerelda's tongue and Sport's mind had caused her body to react accordingly. So fast, that her excitement was soon over, her violent orgasm rocking the thick table and causing a disarray of the dining room. The maid finally lifted her head, her face shiny with vaginal juices. Yet she still looked hungry, her tongue running over her full lips and her eyes piercing into her co-workers. It didn't take any of Sports powers to influence the maids mind and body. She had enjoyed her work immensely. While Betty looked exhausted, her face and thighs sweaty and her calf muscles twitching. "Clean up this mess Betty." He also wiggled his index finger at the older woman, beckoning her over to his chair. Without hesitation she crawled upon hands and knees to him. She began to hungrily suck upon his manhood, eager for more sexual tribute. Meanwhile, upon shaky legs, Betty began to clean the room, often making trips to the kitchen, her arms full of dishes. Yet, always, her eyes watched the familiar bobbing head on the young mans lap. Sport allowed his life-giving fluid to shoot into his maids mouth. His own orgasm powerful enough that he barely noticed the horny older woman fall upon her back and began to frantically masturbate herself.