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[size=30pt]kwantinued....[/size][b]as requested by tha MAJORITY

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Our tongues entwine with one another, as my hands roam across Stephanie's smooth
back, and I feel hers grip my rear end. My
throbbing ccck is poking her in the ribs, and I pull her tighter to me, squeezing my member between us. I can easily feel her hardened nip.ples
pressing against my chest.

Stephanie spins us around, and suddenly shoves me away from her.
Caught off balance, I trip backwards over her bed, and land on my back.

She smiles wickedly at me, and I can’t help
returning the smile. She saunters slowly over to me, lightly running a finger seductively from her
lip, down along her br3ast, belly, and then finally to her Aso rock. I can see that her crotch is already
sopping wet, when she pulls her finger away, and a string of liquid connects her finger back to her crotch.

Stephanie reaches the bed by this point, bends over my waist, and licks her way up my thigh, until she reaches my balls. Sucking one of my eggs between her lips makes me moan in a presidential pleasure, before she licks her way up my shaft to the head.

Stephanie's eyes meet mine with a smile in them for a bit before she swallows the large head between her soft lips, and I feel myself hit the rear of her throat.

Dropping my hands to the back of her head,
running my hands through her red-dyed hair, I enjoy how her tongue lashes around my pricck while she sucks on the knob. She has nowhere near the skill of Stilinski, or even Alice or Nancy,
but what she lacks in skill, she more than makes up in vigor.

Stephanie pulls her head up, and uses her saliva to run her hand up and down my member. "I know
you won't use your ability to control me," she says softly, and I grow suddenly wary, "but are you willing to use it on me if I want you too?"
My first impulse is to deny her, but if she wants me to, then I won't really be manipulating her,
right?
"What do you have in mind?" I ask cautiously.

"I’m just thinking how much more interesting this can be, if you use your switches to stimulate
or entice me, while we make love," she says, emphasizing her words with a quick lick along the length of my shaft. The word ‘love’ leaves her lips with a purr and I feel a delicious shiver run
along my spine.

"Are my skills not good enough?" I ask, slightly insulted.

"No!" she promises immediately, realizing how she must have sounded to me. "I have never had a better lover, I promise. I just want to get really kinky, is all," she pouts cutely.

Why not? I figure. If it makes me a better lover, and truly pleases her, then is there really any
reason not to, other than being selfish?
I use my hands on the back of her head to guide her back to sucking my ccck, as I make more switches in her. She moans around my ccck as
her nip.ples grow stiff, and become more sensitive, rubbing against my shins, her pvssy
gushes as I increase its flow, and just for good measure, I make her arsehole start to tingle.

Stephanie starts to go wild, sucking hard on my long rod, and using her hands on the length that can’t fit into her mouth, as I feel her have a slight
orgasm.

"How's that, Steph?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, frak, yeah!" she moans, diving up my body, and kissing me passionately. Her hands are
travelling all over my body, as she’s overcome with sexual desire. I feel her reach down, and try to get my ccck into her sopping wet slit, but I’m not ready for that yet.
I break the kiss long enough to flip us over, and tell her, "Uh-uh," before taking a second to suck
on her hard sensitive nip.ples. I kiss my way
lower and as soon as my lips touch her swollen la.bia, her liquid c.um gushes out of her, coating my face in the delicious substance. I love the way this sexual woman tastes, and lap up all I can.

Nibbling on her la.bia, and sucking hard on her c.lit, I shove my tongue as deep inside her small Aso rock as I can. All of that in conjunction with my
switches sends her into orgasmic bliss again and again.

Finally she can’t stand it anymore, and painfully grips my ears, pulling me up, until we’re eye to eye.

"If you don't stick that fat fraking dìckk in my pvssy right now, I'm going to lose it," she informs me through gritted teeth.

"Aye, aye, Starbuck," I tell her, grinning to let her know I’m enjoying her terminology.

Wondering what exactly ‘losing it’ means, I decide to oblige her.
My ccck slips into her, all the way up to her
womb, in one stroke.
She's never been this wet before, and as soon as I’m seated inside her, her c.unt grips my length hard, as she comes yet again.

I decide that I'd better dial back my switches a little, or she’s going to be too worn out, before I even have the chance to finish.


T.b.c. I appreciate everyone.[/b]

[size=30pt]kwantinuation....[/size]

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[b][color=#000066]"Oh, gawd," Stephanie moans, with her hands on the back of my neck, and our foreheads touching, "I never knew anything could feel like this!" Stephanie presses her lips to mine, in a hungry kiss for a few seconds, when I feel her legs wrap behind
me, and pull me into her even deeper. Once
more I feel that strangling circle engulf my rod, and moan with her at how good she feels.

"Fvcck me, Nick. Fvcck me hard, NOW!" Apparently we
are done with 'Fraking,' and now it’s time to 'Fvcck!'

I pull out until I feel that ring slip loose, and then drive back into her, making us both grunt. She’s so wet and hot inside, it feels like my hotdog is in on oven getting cooked, but it feel so good, I don't want to stop, even if devil himself comes to tell me its time to go to hell.(ZUBBY's tone)

I roll us over, and get fully seated inside her
womb again, as I pull her chest to my lips and suck hard on her sensitive nip.ple. Her hips start rocking back and forth with a fervor that will soon have me coming, as it whips my ccck around inside her womb.

I can even feel a steady stream of them
running between my balls and thighs.

Suddenly Stephanie yelps, as her c.unt clamps down harder than ever before on my meat, and I start to c.um with her, shooting my seed deep into her, filling every bit of her veegee.

Stephanie’s still breathing heavily, when she collapses on top of me, her cheek pressed to mine, and it takes me a moment to realize that she actually passed out.

I soon follow her into slumber.

* * *

We’re in my car, driving, the moon already sitting high in
the sky.

"You don’t have to come with me," I tell Stephanie.

I’ve tried to talk her out of coming, without trying too hard, and making her suspicious, but it hasn't worked. "I promise you, that I plan on breaking it
off with Tina."

"I know," she tells me calmly, her hand lightly resting on my thigh. "I just want to have a small talk with Tina, too," she tells me. “I trust you.”

I wonder at that, wondering if she’s playing some game or another, but she’s assured me she’s not.

Calling Tina over the phone to break it off isn't an option for me. I feel like it’s the chicken shit thing
to do, and know that the blonde deserves better than that.

Stephanie insists on coming with me, and
I’m just not up to arguing with her anymore.

"Now, you told me that Tina knows about your ability, but not how you got it, right?" Stephanie
asks me, her tone curious. "And not about the alien?"

"Yeah," I answer, wondering what Stephanie is
planning on talking to Tina about, "she knows nothing about Vage."

"Vage, yes. What about her mom?" she asks next.

"To the best of my knowledge, Nancy doesn't know about any of it," I tell her.

"You know, you can make her forget all about you," Stephanie tells me solicitously, and I glare at her. She knows how I feel about using my power like that. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Sheesh, you'd think I asked you to rob a bank of something."

"Not a bank," I mumbled, "just someone's mind and memories."

"Well, I guess if you put it that way. . ." she says quietly. "But how do you explain what you did to Tina and Nancy, then?"

"I was still learning, and made mistakes," I tell her defensively. "That's why I'm so careful about using them in people now."

"Okay," my girlfriend finally relents. And then changes tactics. “What about me?” She asks, and I’m thoroughly confused. “Can you tell if I have
the magic gene? Maybe I could magnify your power, so you won’t have to lay with your sister.”

“It doesn’t work like that,” I try to let her down softly. “Everyone seems to react differently to the
gene being activated. In some, nothing happens.
In others, they simply die. Only a few gain
abilities.”

[size=13pt]‘She doesn’t have the gene.’[/size] Somehow it doesn’t surprise me that Vage is watching us at the moment. I decide against telling Stephanie the news.

Stephanie remains silent for the rest of the drive. I can
understand her drive, though. She now sees me as some mythic person, and is trying to find a level ground to stand on.

Stephanie isn’t the type of woman to stand behind a man. She wants to be right next to me.

When I ring the doorbell, Nancy answers the door.

"Oh, Nick! I didn’t expect you. Come in!" She’s cheerful as she greets us. "I'll go get Tina."

"That's okay, mom." Tina says at the top of the stairs, "I'm here."
She looks at Steph for a few seconds, her mouth tight, before looking back to
me. "I wasn’t expecting you either, and by the look on your face, I can guess why you brought
Stephanie. . . Or is it Stacy? I can't tell you two apart," this last bit’s directed at my girlfriend.

I’m not aware of any look on my face, thinking that I'd kept my features calm, but I guess Tina knows me too well to fool her.


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Go girl, you da best. Keep it up.

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oye9ja:
Or make he use cooking oil, after make e come place jimmy ontop frying pan.

Haha jimmy go hot

elmogaji:
OK....u don try am

Nah! I dont need to try it

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Almost six hours now. Hope nothing sha.

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Almost six hours now. Hope nothing sha.

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[size=30pt]kwantinuation[/size]

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[b]"I'm Stephanie," the woman says, "and I actually made him bring me. I want to talk to you, if you
don't mind."

I can see the hurt in Tina's eyes, and it hurts me too, but she's always known that we aren't right
for one another. At least, that's what I tell myself.

Am I making a mistake with Stephanie? Only time
will tell, and even then, only if I defeat the ßokoharms.

Tina shrugs her shoulders despondently before
turning around to head to her room, and Stephanie follows.

When I step after her, Stephanie stops me.

"You stay and keep Tina’s mom company. This is girl talk."

"Be nice to her," I say, and she arches an
eyebrow at me, while she bats her long lashes. I don’t buy the innocent look.

"Why, whatever do you think I'm going to talk to her about?" she asks me innocently; way too
innocently, for my tastes. When I grumble incoherently, she laughs at me, and quotes her favorite line, "You know nothing, Jon Snow."

Stephanie pats my cheek, and hurries up the stairs.

"Can I offer you some tea?" Nancy asks me and I turn around. For a second I wonder that she doesn't seem bothered by everything going on
around her daughter, and then I remember the switches I'd made in her forever ago.
After our trip to Alice's house, I realize that her, 'contentment'

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switch only applies to anything I do, and I guess by extension in this case, that
applies to Stephanie too.

I only hope that Stephanie goes soft on Tina.

"No, thanks," I tell the older woman, and we sit down to talk about minor stuff, my mind is nowhere on the conversation. As she natters away, my mind wonders to past escapades with her and her daughter. I think about how I used my ability on her, and how things have ended up.

"Nancy," I interrupt her in mid-sentence, and she contentedly lets me, "are you happy?"

"Of course," she answers without hesitation.

"I mean, with everything that your daughter and I have done, as well as with you?" I press, having
a sudden need to know.

"Where is this coming from, Nick?" the older
woman asks me, and I can hear a note of
concern in her voice.

"It's just that most people would have some kind of issue with the things we've all done, and I
want to know if you’re okay with everything," I explain.

Nancy studies me for a moment, before giving me an answer.

"A lot of people can think what they want to think. If you concern yourself about what other people think, you will never be happy, Nick."

She takes a sip of her tea, before continuing. "I might once have had a problem with it, but Tina and I are closer now than we’ve ever been in the past. You ask if I’m happy, and
the answer is yes. What I really think you’re asking is, are you happy?"

I’m stunned at the depth of her words. Is she right? I think I’m happy. . . But then again, the knot in my stomach, over what Tina must be feeling upstairs, says otherwise. Stephanie makes me happy when I’m with her, but her attitude lately, has soured that somewhat.

Of course, Tina and Loveth make me happy as well.
When I first discovered I have the ability with my
switches, I thought my life would be made, but it’s turned out to be a lot more responsibility than
I ever wanted. I recall a line from the Dragon Reborn series, talking about how death is lighter than a feather, duty heavier than a mountain.

Only now do I truly understand what that
means. It would be ever so simple to just shrug my shoulders, ignore the coming ßokoharms, and just go wild with my ability, conscience be
damned.

"Nick," a soft voice from atop the stairs breaks my concentration, "will you please come up
here?"

I turn to see Stephanie and Tina both standing side- by-side, their expressions blank as they wait for
me.

I thank Nancy for her advice, before going
up the stairs, and follow the two women into Tina's room.

Once inside, the women have me sit on the bed, and they sit on either side of me, Stephanie on my
left, Tina on the right. I’m surprised when they each grab a hand, and Stephanie starts speaking.

"Nick, we've been talking," I nod. Of course they've been talking. I don’t see any broken furniture, scratch marks, or forming bruises that
would indicate a fight, and I haven't heard screaming, so what else would they have been doing?

"Stephanie explained to me about what she told you today," Tina says next, and I have to turn to face her. It occurs to me that the women might have
set up this seating arrangement, so that one is always behind me, and keeping me off balance. It only adds to my apprehension.

"And Tina told me what you mean to her," I have to turn again, so that I’m facing Stephanie. "And
we’ve agreed that it isn't right that I have you all to myself."

My jaw feels like it hits the floor. This is the last thing I expect! Especially after the way Stephanie acted at school earlier, and even at work.


T.b.c. Am sorry for the prolong delay of this update. [/b]

SmartestPopQUEEN this suspense is getting too much.
I waited 8hours only to read "this few"...nah!

Okay,
When is the next update coming up?

Sorry, I shouldn't be selfish, nice work, your are the smartest queen indeed.
You really portray good writing skills, good vocabulary and incredible descriptive power.

You are on your way to stardom.

Go girl!!!
Afterall you are the "Smartest"PopQUEEN , so wetin I for expect?

[size=30pt]kwantinue...[/size]


[b]"We know you’re destined to be so much more with your ability, Nick," Tina keeps talking, ignoring my shock.

"Stephanie told me about the ßokoharms. After what happened with Dan, I understand why you kept that from me."

She did? Stephanie has no right to break my confidence on that matter. I feel my face go red, as anger starts to rise from my gut.

"Is there anything else you decided to talk about, behind my back?" I ask coolly. Okay, maybe it was a bit more heated than I wanted it to, but dammit! She has no right.

"Just this," Stephanie says, placing her hand on my chest, and I feel Tina's at the same time. I have just enough time to wonder what she means, when they both push me back, and before I have a chance to even yelp, I see the two women lip-locked together over me.

Anger flees in the face of confusion. I was certain that Stephanie had wanted to talk to Tina about me dumping her, but now I find the two women kissing!

"Someone want to tell me what in the world is going on?" I ask trying to get my emotional bearings.
They break the kiss, and two sets of beautiful eyes look at me, one set hazel, the other blue and surrounded by long lashes, as they giggle.

"Isn't it obvious?" Tina asks.
"We decided to become good friends," Stephanie pipes in right afterwards.

"But, why?" I demand to know.

"Nick," Stephanie says, "Tina told me what you did for her, and how much you mean to her. About what you did to Dan. I realized I’m being selfish with you, and that you deserve better than that from me. I really hope you'll forgive the way I've been acting. The whole thing with Mary really got under my skin, but that’s no excuse. You’re under a lot of stress over the coming ßokoharms, and there I was, causing even more stress. Your actions have more than proven how you feel about me. Can you please forgive me?"

I think back on it, and realize that the change began when Mary had entered the picture. I’m about to tell her that I can forgive her, but Tina cuts me off before I can.

"I know a way to earn forgiveness," the busty blonde says with a wide smile, as her hand grabs my crotch, and pulls my zipper down.

"I like the way you think, Tina," Stephanie says, and reaches into my Cr7 boxers to pull out my limp ccck. I’m still in too much shock, for me to be hard right now.

"Oh, it looks like I am going to have to wake him up with a kiss," she says next, then suits actions to words, and starts licking my p3nis.

Tina stands up and starts to und.ress, and only then do I understand what’s happening. I’m not going to have to leave Tina, and unless I miss my guess, Stephanie no longer feels like she needs a complete hold on me either. I look at Tina's large tìts as they pop free from her b.ra, and then down to Stephanie's lips sliding up and down my rapidly hardening John Thomas, and remember what Nancy had ask me a little bit ago. Am I happy? Well, I still have the ßokoharms to contend with, but it looks like my social life is back on top. Hell yeah, I’m happy!

Tina is fully und.ressed now, and she starts helping Stephanie un.dress. When she gets to her shirt, Stephanie refuses to let my now fully hard rod out from between her lips, and leaves it bunched up around her neck.

Tina bends over, and plants a powerful kiss on me, before kissing my cheek, and then whispering in my ear,
"Thank you for using your ability on her. I don't know what I’d have done, if I'd lost you."

I try to protest that I've had nothing to do with this, but before I can organize my thoughts, Tina is sitting on my face, and bending over to help Stephanie give me a great blow.job.
Deciding that now is no time to be arguing with my good fortune; I stick my tongue out, and poke it into Tina's tangy veegee. I remember the switches Stephanie had asked me to make for her, and debate on doing the same for Tina, but decide not to right now. If she asks, I will do it, but otherwise, I still don’t feel comfortable doing it without permission.

Besides, I can still affect her with my voice.

I suck hard on Tina's cli.toris as I feel two sets of lips working my ccck, and moan loudly. My hands are idle, and so I decide to start handling Tina's ample bosom. My ccck is left alone for a second as Tina sits up, and I have just a moment to see Stephanie pressing her tìts on either side of my p3nis, her shirt completely off, before Tina slams her Aso rock back down on my mouth. Stephanie's tìts feel fantastic as she slide them up and down my length.

"Wow, he's so big, he completely sticks out between your bre.asts," Tina says, and a second later, as I feel Stephanie's bre.asts go down, I also feel her lips around the head of my rod. I start to moan in earnest as Stephanie picks up her pace, and just as I feel myself getting close, she stops, and pinches the base of my ccck.

"I think you deserve this first," she tells Tina.


T.b.c. Thanks everyone.[/b]

[size=30pt]kwantinuation[/size]

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[b][color=#006666]Without waiting any further, Tina slides off my
face, and impales herself on my JT, facing away from me.
She isn't as wet as Stephanie had
been earlier today (despite my moaning getting
her ready), and it takes her a number of strokes,
before I hit her deepest parts.
I feel my girlfriend's tongue lick my balls, before
travelling up, and I know she’s licking Tina's c.lit
by the way the blonde's c.unt starts to twitch
around me, and she begins bucking as she has
her first climax of the night. Luckily the small
break from the titty-fucking is enough that I don’t
lose my semen at the same time.

Stephanie climbs on the bed next to us, and I watch
in amazement as she starts to suck on Tina's
bosom, and I can feel her hand down near where
we’re connected, rubbing the other woman's
pvssy. Stephanie's arse is within reach, and I try to
slip a finger into her, but she pulls my hand out.

Stephanie breaks off pleasing Tina, and leans her
head down close to mine.

"I'm still too sensitive from earlier. Let's just
concentrate on her tonight, and maybe another
night, you can have us both." She seals her
words with a kiss, and then starts to lick Tina's
juices from my chin and cheeks, making me
moan as this turns me on, which in turn makes
Tina shudder in pleasure..

The sound of my voice still has a strong effect on
Tina and as my voice reaches her, she comes yet
again. She leans back, supporting herself on her
arms to either side of me, and gyrates her pelvis
against mine. I moan again at how good this
action feel, and reach up to start handling Tina's
tìts again.

With my face clean, Stephanie goes back to giving
her attention to Tina.
Since the blonde’s tìts are
covered with my hands, she bends over our
legs, and starts licking Tina's pvssy again.

Tina pulls off me, unexpectedly, and Stephanie
swallows my rod immediately in her mouth,
keeping it warm, and cleaning the other woman's
c.um from it.

"I want you in my arse," she turns her head to tell
me, and I smile back at her. She then remembers
Stephanie, and I see her pout for only a second,
before asking, "I better let you have some first."

My ccck comes out of Stephanie's mouth with a
slight pop. "No, I want to see him fvck you in
your small arse."

Tina smiles and you’d think she’s a kid that’d just
been given an entire indomie store, as she pulls the
recent redheaded woman up for a kiss,
murmuring, "Thank you," before shoving her
tongue into the other woman's mouth.

Stephanie grips my throbbing member, and starts
rubbing it back and forth, from Tina's pvssy to
her arsehole, spreading the slick liquids. Without
warning, Tina slams her hips down, timing it just
right and I slide into her tight colon. Thankfully I
still have enough of Stephanie's saliva left on me to
lubricate the penetration.

Tina's sphincter feels wonderful as she slides it up
and down my engorged manhood. Something
feels a little different this time, however, and it
takes me a moment to realize that I can just feel
Stephanie's fingers separated from my ccck by a
thin bit of flesh. Tina starts to go wild, as Stephanie
fingers her. Her colon grips and massages me to
my own orgasm, and I drop my third load that
day into Tina's arse.

Once more Nancy's question flutters through my
pleasure-fogged brain, and there is no arguing
that at this point, I truly am happy with my life. . .
Until I recall that the stupid ßokoharms will be here before
too much longer.


T.b.c[/color] I appreciate everybody for staying Tuned. OYE9JA nd Yadsson + including Oladim001. Yhu guys are wonderful.[/b]

You are welcome SmartestPopQUEEN of all.



Go girl!!!

Haha you remember boko harm when you neva enjoy finish

Lovely story.

ritzeluv:
Lovely story.

yes dear. Thankz

You're highly welcome. Seriously, i didnt expect that from Stephanie and Tina. One woman is enough for Nick but TWO women, it'll be too much for him to handle: the jealousy and all. Did he forget so soon Tina's attitude, and the way Stephanie did with Mary. I don't think a sane woman would want to share her boyfriend with another. They'd be a lot of drama from this two and it could be a lot of distraction for Nick.

Why do i continually get this feeling that stephanie is the one killing Nick's kind?
Great work SmartestPopQueen. U'r a genius

[size=30pt][color=#990099]kwantinue..[/size][/color]

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[b]The sound of a text message wakes me, and groggily I reach over to check it. Stephanie and Tina had kept me up most of the night, and then when Nancy had come in. . . Okay, I can’t help but smile at the memories from last night, but I’m exhausted. I had quite literally stumbled back through my door, and fallen asleep before my head hit the pillow. I can’t even remember the drive home. I’m thankful that Vage hadn’t come to get me last night, or I'd be even more tired than I am now.

"Get your rest today." the text reads, and it’s from Loveth. I wonder why she doesn’t use the wangers to communicate telepathically.

Sitting up in bed, I only then realize that something’s not right. I’m still fully dressed, including my shoes, but my posters are gone, and someone has rearranged my room. A groan sounds next to me, and in shock I see Rose, Ellagold's friend, laying there.

Did I get with Rose last night? I wonder, but can't see how I had. I’m still fully dressed. . . Then I recognize my surroundings. I'm in Dennis's room! I must have been so tired last night that I turned right when I should’ve turned left. . .

As quietly as I’m able, I try to sneak out, but to no avail.

"Hey, dude," Dennis murmurs just as my hand touches the doorknob, "next time sleep in your own damn bed. You were quite the buzzkill."

Embarrassed I make it back to my own room, and plan on going back to sleep, but after thirty minutes of just lying there, fretting about what I’m going to do with those ßastard ßokoharms in a couple weeks, and tossing and turning, I finally get up, and shower.

I debate on skipping class today, but since I’m already awake, I figure I might as well go in. Besides, it might help to distract me.

“Nick!” a feminine voice hails me, her breath misting in the early morning chill.

"Hey, have you been studying?" The woman smiles at me, but I don't recognize her.

"Studying?" I ask in confusion. "It's only the second day of the semester. We can't have any tests already!"

She laughs at me, but I still have no idea who this is. Her hair is a mousy brown color, reaching down to her shoulders, and matching brown eyes. She stands a little shorter than me, and her skin seems a little too big on her.

"No, for math club, silly!" she informs me, and suddenly I think I know who this was.

"Sarah?" I ask just to be sure.

"Sorry," she tells me, her smile getting bigger, "I forget how different I look after losing so much weight. I know most people put on weight over the holidays, but for some reason I just kept shedding the pounds!"

I can see the old Sarah in her now. She could almost be cute, if she fit in her skin better. Then I remember what I'd done for Mrs. Stilinski, and turn up Sarah's skin elasticity, hoping that will help her.

"Yeah! Sorry," I say, happy for her, "You look great!" Then remembering how Mrs. Stilinski has changed mentally, I think to ask, "How have you been feeling?"

"Good," she says, her smile never leaving her thin face. "I have a lot more energy, and have been surprised by all the attention the guys've been giving me." She laughs again, and I can't help smiling with her.

"Well, good luck," I tell her. "I'd better get to class." I think of Tony and Phillip, and hope that everything I'd done for them has turned out as well as it did for Sarah.

I’m almost to my class, when another female voice stops me in my tracks. This one I know from hours of lectures last semester. Professor Jane is standing in the doorway to her classroom, as I turn to look at her. She’s dressed pretty modestly for her, with a suit jacket on, and a skirt that actually goes all the way down to her ankles.

"I need to have a talk with you, Mr. Smith," she tells me, as she opens the door wider to let me through. As I enter her classroom, wondering why she’s being so formal, I see that it’s empty and guess that she doesn’t have a class this hour. My first thought is that she’s after another tryst, but I really don’t feel up to it quite yet this morning. Especially after last night.

The professor steps back in front of me, and leads me down to her office. I’m trying to come up with a way to gently turn her down, without having to talk too much, knowing that my voice still has an effect on her.

I still haven't come up with a way, when she sits down behind her desk and looks me squarely in the eyes. Her brown orbs bore into me for a bit, and I realize that she probably hasn’t brought me in here for sex, after all.

"First of all, Mr. Smith, I want to thank you for being discreet about what happened between us before Winter break," she tells me, her voice stiff and formal.

I give Prof Jane a quick nod, still wary of speaking, because i don't want to get her Hot at this time.


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[b]"Please, Mr Smith, understand that what I did was wrong," she continues. "In my years of teaching I have never crossed that line with a student. I still don't fully understand why I did so with you. I hope you don't harbor any ill will towards me for what I did, or for saying that it can't happen again."

To say I’m disappointed is an understatement. I had truly enjoyed my encounter with the sexy professor, and even with the guilt of knowing that I'd manipulated her into it, I've looked forward to further escapades with her. I see that she’s looking at me, waiting for an answer. I still don’t want to speak though, and influence her unduly. When I give her another nod, she grimaces, but continues.

"I've put in my resignation here, and have already been accepted in another college across state." Her tone is sad now, and I feel sorry for her.

"No," I say, before I can think better of it, and see her shudder slightly at the sound of my voice, but I go on. "You don't have to do that. I promise not to tell anyone, and we don't have to. . to you know. . ." for some reason I have a hard time saying sex in front of this professional woman, despite what we've done together. I figure it has something to do with the formal attitude she’s portraying, and don’t want to be the first one to say it.

"But I do, Mr. Smith," she insists. "Even as you speak, I feel myself being drawn to you. I can't risk losing my career over the desires of my body." Her face grows stern, and she looks at me harder. "Make no mistake; I'm not saying that I'm in love with you or anything of that sort, only that I can separate lust from love."

Only then do I realize that she blames herself for what we’ve done. It’s not her fault, and I truly feel bad for my part in it, but can see that she’s determined to go, no matter what I say. If I were willing to use my switches on her, I can change her mind, I know, but I’m still not willing to cross that line again.

But I don’t have to use my switches. I remember how she’d behaved as I’d dominated her before Winter break.

"I understand," I tell her. "You’ll be missed," I say, and despite my earlier reservations about not feeling up to anything, I want to show her just what she’ll be missing. I quickly sense for Stephanie’s switch, and note that she is only one building over. She had basically freed me from the requirement of being with her, when it comes to other women. A freedom I’m going to exercise now.

"I have already ensured that you will pass my class, this semester. I have no doubt you would have done it on your own. Professor Clark will be taking over Math Club practices from now on. I’ll be here until the end of term, but will ask that you don't say anything to anyone until after I'm gone." She sounds depressed.

Professor Clark is an alright kind of guy, but he is no Jane Janet. She will be sorely missed in Math Club practices as well.

"I won't tell anyone," I tell her again, mentally thinking other than Stephanie, who I'd already told, but I feel sure she won't say anything to anyone about it. “But I don’t want you to go, either.” My voice is soft, but firm, and she looks up at me, wondering. “You can’t go, Janet. I won’t let you leave.”

I’m not sure whether her shudder is from the sound of my voice, or the authority I’m pouring into my tone.

“Wh—What do you mean?” her voice tremors, and I can feel myself getting hard already. “You can’t—“

“You’re mine, Janet,” I cut her off, leaving no doubt about what’s in my mind. “I’m not willing to free my slave.” There is almost a pleading look in her eyes, and for just a moment, I think to back off. Then I look at her more closely, sensing her switches.

Her nip.ples are rock hard, and her crotch is soaked. She’s not pleading for me to back off, but to continue.

I take a step closer to this mentor, this woman who has been the subject of countless wet dreams over the years, and know she is putty in my hands. She sits frozen as I lift my hand to the side of her bre.ast.

“No,” she whispers, her voice barely audible. “We can’t.” Her heart isn’t in it.

“Take off your shirt,” I order her, and enjoy the shudder that spreads through her body, and know she’s getting turned on more and more.

She shakes her head, mumbling something about it being wrong.

“I said, take, of, your, shirt, slave.” I pause between each word, to emphasize the command, while simultaneously rubbing her stiff nip.ple through the layers of her clothing..
She breaks, and she’s unable to hide her small smile as she grabs the hem of her shirt, and pulls it up over her head.
“What would you have of me, master?”
A warm smile splits my lips, as I gaze at Janet’s lovely chest. “I would have you pleasured, slave.” As the word ‘SLAVE’ leaves my lips, I can feel her arousal increase dramatically.

“Take off your skirt,” I order her next.

Janet’s in complete submissive mode, and moves with alacrity to do my bidding.[/b][/color]


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splended.....just splended

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