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Archive name: Power14.txt
Authors name: Caesar
Story Title : Disabled powers
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Disabled Powers - Chapter XIV
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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.