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Subject: {ASSM} The Feel - Revised Chapter VI (mf, mF, mc, preg)
Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2003 09:10:03 -0400
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The Feel

By:  Dark Paladin

Chapter VI

Steve believed in taking responsibility. At least in
principle. He never stole in his life, he rarely lied
if he could avoid it (then again, with a father like
his had been, he found it easier sometimes to lie and
say he had done something wrong when he hadn't just to
get the old man to stop beating on him).

And now, he was ready to face his fate. He should have
known it was too good to be true. His power - to feel
the physical sensations in others and make them feel
whatever he wanted from sharp needles to orgasmic
pleasure - had been a godsend to the sheltered young
man. In the course of three weeks, he had lost his
virginity to Amanda, a cheerleader and a crush of his
for years - who had also just happened to be a virgin
at the time. It had also let him seduce two other
women - Nicole, another cheerleader with blond hair
and large breasts, then Ariana, a nurse who resembled
the fabled Jenny McArthy. Both had been virgins until
Steve had come across them, his power tricking them
and overpowering their senses until they surrendered
to him.

Now he was going to face the consequences. He should
have known better. Nicole and Amanda were good friends
- and yesterday Nicole had called him, telling him
there was something she and Amanda had to talk to him
about. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they
were going to talk about.

That wasn't the worst part. He could take them being
mad at him - and he knew he deserved that. But what if
one of them was pregnant? Steve, in typical teenage
stupidity, didn't use any protection with any of the
three girls he had fucked. It was probably too early
to know anyway - maybe Amanda could tell, it had been
almost 3 weeks now, but that fear still lurked in the
back of his mind. Or even Ariana - she had passed out
from their lovemaking and he had run off in terror,
certain he had killed her. Even though he knew she was
all right (he had called the doctor's office the next
day, and hung up as soon as she answered the phone),
what if she filed rape charges against him?

And his father. His father, probably roasting in Hell,
saving a spot for Steve. Steve knew his power had
killed him. Perhaps the old man had it coming. After
all the years of beating and humiliation, Steve had
finally snapped - and his father paid the price. At
the rate things were going, Steve might have a heart
attack himself soon.

He parked his new Beetle - having traded in the red
Death Trap he used to drive around - in front of
Nicole's house. His lungs felt like lead as he exited
the car, steadily walking up the steps to the front
door. He knocked on it three times, then stood, hands
at his side as he awaited his fate.

Nicole answered the door. She looked at him a minute.
She still looked pretty - light blue eyes, dark blonde
hair that came down to her shoulders. She wore a tight
T-shirt from some gymnastics camp on it, which tried
in vain to push back her large breasts, and a blue
pleated skirt that came to her knees. She was barely 5
feet tall, and her breasts only looked bigger on her
small frame.

Right now, she wasn't giving Steve her usual smile.
Her expression was serious. "Come in," she said,
opening the door wider.

Steve took a cautious step inside, and noticed Amanda
sitting on the couch. Almost the opposite of Nicole -
black hair cut in a short bob, a thin body with apple
sized breasts that barely dented her purple blouse.
She wore a pair of white shorts underneath. But her
brown eyes had the same serious look on them.

"Hi," he said to her.

"Hi," she said back.

Steve looked around, then sat down in a chair across
from her. Nicole sat next to Amanda, taking her hand.
For a minute, there was just silence in the room. The
very air seemed weighted.

Steve leaned forward, running his hands through his
hair. "Look, let me start," he said. "I'm sure I can
imagine what the two of you are thinking about me
right now." 

"Oh, I think you'd be surprised," Amanda said, her
voice frosty. That was probably the worst part. He
could deal with them getting angry, or shouting, or
getting pissed. But the fact was, he honestly liked
each girl. He was pretty sure he loved Amanda, and
Nicole he really, really liked a lot and probably
could have fallen in love with her too if
circumstances were different. 

"Did you mean it when you said you loved me?" Nicole
asked suddenly. Steve looked up at her, seeing her
eyes filling with tears. "Did you -" She swallowed
hard once. "Did you just say that because you wanted
to hear it after we had sex?"

"No!" Steve felt even worse now. "I - I meant it,
Nicole - I've always really liked you, and - and I'm
sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you - "

"And what about me?" Amanda said, her voice still ice.
"What, you think that after you fuck me, may as well
go after my best friend too?"

"No, Amanda," Steve's eyes filled with tears of guilt
and frustration. "I - I'm sorry, I know what I did was
wrong, but I love both of you, honestly. You're both
wonderful, and I never meant to hurt both of you - I
wasn't thinking with my head -"

"I think we know what head you were thinking with,"
Nicole snapped. Her tears had dried up, and now both
women glared at him. "So what now? What are you going
to do if we get pregnant? Amanda told me that you
didn't seem to care about birth control with her
either."

"I - I guess I would do whatever you wanted me to,"
Steve said, hanging his head. Then he raised it up. If
he was going to go down, he was going to do it with
his head raised. "I mean it. I know I can't say I'm
sorry and make things better, but I want to do what's
right."

"Then start by telling us what the hell you did to
us," Amanda said. The ice in her voice softened a
little. She shook her head. "Nicole and I have been
racking our brains, and we can't figure it out."

Steve looked back at her, biting his lip. Could he
tell them about his new power? Did he think he drugged
them? Would they think he was crazy? "About what?" He
asked, cautiously.

Nicole squeezed Amanda's hand. "What you did to make
us feel this way."

Steve's face went blank. "Uh - what way?"

Amanda rose to her feet, her long, white legs catching
Steve's attention for a split second. She paced around
the couch. "Yesterday, after cheerleading practice,
Nicole and I started talking. I was worried about
Nicole because she seemed a little sore for the last
few days." She shot a glance at Steve. "We got to
talking, and she told me about what the two of you
did."

"Imagine my surprise when Amanda told me she had also
slept with you," Nicole cut in. "I was - well, pretty
surprised." Those tears started in her eyes again, but
she went on. "And I - I - " She hung her head, then
lifted it. "I didn't mind."

Steve's jaw dropped. "You - you what?"

"We don't get it either." Amanda said. "We should be -
ripping off your balls or scratching each other's eyes
out or screaming at you in the middle of the lunchroom
- but," She stopped and shrugged. "Well, we were just
more upset that you didn't tell us first, that you
weren't honest with us. Which strikes us as a little
weird. By the time Nicole and I were done, we've come
to feel closer than ever."

"Before we were friends," Nicole said, taking Amanda's
hand and sitting her back down on the couch. "Now,
it's like we're sisters." She gazed at Steve. "So what
are you going to do? Leave us and run off for some
other woman? Are you - " She started crying openly
now. "Are you going to just leave us alone, that it
was just sex to you?"

"No," Steve said, and without thinking, he crossed the
room, taking both girls in his arms. He was crying
too, all of his guilt and shame and fear bursting out
at once. Both girls buried their heads in his
shoulders, weeping with him. The three of them must of
sat there for 5 minutes, crying and holding each
other.

Finally, Steve pulled back, wiping his eyes, then each
girls. He kissed each of them on the cheek, kissing
away their tears, kissing away the salt on their lips.
He sat between them, holding them, enjoying their
warmth and comfort.

"Let me tell you what's been happening to me," he said
softly. "It all started when I went in for my tetanus
shot a few weeks ago..."

He told them everything. How he had used his power at
the basketball game, used it on the three girls in his
car, having sex with Amanda, his father's death,
Nicole's place, and he even told them about Ariana.
They paused at this last revelation as he continued up
to the point they were now.  Though - he did leave out
that he thought he had killed his father, only saying
that he had a heart attack.  Somehow, he couldn't bear
that knowledge being known yet.

"So, that's everything," Steve said. "I know I've been
a total jerk - "

"You have some weird mind control power," Amanda said.
She didn't sound exactly disbelieving, just -
surprised. "And there's another girl out there?"

"Yeah," Steve said, turning red. "I - I just couldn't
help myself - I mean, she was so pretty, and - " He
sighed. "I know - I've really screwed things up." He
looked at both girls again, their eyes red from
crying. "Look, I can understand if you don't want to
see me anymore - I mean, I'm a total freak now, and I
haven't been exactly a nice guy."

"Probably not," Nicole said. "But - we can't give you
up now. I - I just feel like I couldn't, for some
reason." She shrugged. "Maybe it's a side effect of
whatever's going on with you."

"Are you sure that's what it is?" Amanda said. "I
mean, I remember being in the car and all - but
<i>mind control</i>? Come on."

"Then I'll prove it." He sat down in the chair across
from them. He looked at Amanda, bringing his power to
bear.

Amanda jumped up, putting one hand to her butt. She
glared at Nicole. "Did you just hit me?" She said
angrily.

"No!" Nicole said. Her hands were firmly in her lap.

Steve reached out again. Amanda twisted about, glaring
at him, then backed away from both of them as Steve
grinned at her.  She twisted again as he gave her butt
several mental slaps. Then he shifted tactics.

Amanda's hands plunged to her crotch, squeezing her
genitals. "Ooohhh..." she moaned as she started
stroking herself. her eyes rolled backwards into her
sockets. Steve released his power. It took another
moment for her to pull away, her fingers reluctant to
leave her pleasure.

"Convinced?" Steve asked.

Amanda's legs were shaking as she sat down next to
Nicole. "Yeah," she said. She shook her head. "It - it
felt so <i>good</i>." She sounded almost regretful
that Steve didn't continue.

"There's more," Steve said. He sat to the right of
Nicole. Amanda watched as Steve put his hand on
Nicole's knee. She jumped, looking at her own knee in
surprise.

"I can feel that!" She looked at her own leg, then
Nicole's. Steve gently stroked the skin, moving up
Nicole's leg. "I can tell it's not my leg that's being
touched at all - I know it's Nicole's, but I can feel
everything."

"Try it," Steve encouraged. "Um, if Nicole doesn't
mind."

Nicole shrugged. "No, it's ok, go ahead." Nicole was
shifting in her seat as Steve's fingers inched their
way up her thigh. Amanda's legs reacted to the foreign
stimulation, parting slightly.

Amanda put her hand on Nicole's other knee, poking at
it experimentally. Steve kept moving his hand up and
down Nicole's thigh, vanishing up her skirt, then
trailing back down. Amanda tickled Nicole's leg,
making Nicole giggle. Steve with drew his hand as
Nicole kicked her legs.

"Hm - I guess I can't tickle myself even through
someone else," Amanda said. She reached up, tickling
Nicole's belly, who laughed even harder.

"Stop that," Nicole laughed, trying to push Amanda's
hands away. "You know how ticklish I am!" She rolled
on the couch, which caused her to roll on top of
Steve, pushing her breasts into his chest for a
moment.

"Oh," Amanda said, pulling back her hands. She looked
down at her own small breasts. "Is - is that what
having large breasts feels like?" She asked.

Nicole rolled off Steve, her ample bosom heaving from
her laughter. "Like what?" she asked.

"Are they - are they always so sensitive?" Amanda
asked, clearly embarrassed, but curious as well. "I
mean, I don't have much," she said, indicating her
chest. "And I've always wondered what it would be like
to have ones like yours."

"Are you kidding?" Nicole said, sitting straight up.
"I mean, look at you - I've always been envious of
your body. You don't have to worry about these giant
things flopping around when you do flips, or have to
wear iron clad sports bras just to go jogging, or have
guys trying to grope them all the time - though,"
Nicole glanced at Steve, giggling, "Sometimes that
<i>is</i> rather nice."

Amanda reached out a hand, then hesitated. "May I?"
She asked, holding her hand over Nicole's left breast.

Nicole nodded slowly. "Sure - go ahead."

Amanda's hand came down, resting underneath Nicole's
ample breast. Her other hand came to her own, as if
comparing the feelings she was receiving from Nicole
and from her own tit. "It feels - different," she
said, softly moving her hand under her friends
mammary. "Yours are more sensitive down here," she
said, stroking the underside, moving her fingers
around. "But here - " She closed a few fingers around
her own nipple, then tried to grasp Nicole's. "Mine
feel a lot more sensitive here-"

"That's because I'm wearing a bra, and you're not,"
Nicole said. Her voice had grown fuller, softer. "Here
- let me."

Steve felt like his eyes were going to pop out as
Nicole reached under her T-shirt, popping the back
clasp open. She pulled the bra straps down her arms,
then pulled the heavy bra out from the front of her
shirt. Now her breasts pushed directly against the
T-shirt, the nipples poking into the fabric. "Try it
now," she said.

Amanda reached her hand back out to Nicole's breast,
gently touching the nipple. "Oh!" She said, clutching
her own breast as Nicole's tit swelled under her
fingers. "Oh, my goodness, Nicole." She gently traced
around the nipple, flicking her fingers over it,
making it stand up straight and tall. Amanda's other
hand left her own breast, and moved to Nicole's other
breast, touching and rolling it in her hand.

Nicole leaned back, letting her best friend molest
her. Amanda shifted position, moving so she was more
over her friend. Their legs touched - Amanda's slim,
white legs touching Nicole's athletic thighs. Their
skin moved back and forth against each other as Amanda
continued to touch her friend's breasts.

"Steve did this to me," Amanda said, licking her lips
as she looked at her friends breasts. "Nicole, can I -
"

Nicole's hands came up, gently touching her friend's
arms, running her small fingers up and down the goose
bumped flesh. "Do - do whatever you want, Amanda," She
said. Her body writhed as Amanda leaned down, planting
her lips around Nicole's engorged nipple.

Steve's mind was about to explode. This kind of thing
just <i>did not happen</i>. It didn't exist - two
impossibly cute girls did not become overwhelmed with
each other as one started licking and sucking at the
other's breasts. Nicole gently arched her back, her
legs squeezing around Amanda's, grinding her crotch
into the other girl's thighs. Steve's hands were
itching to join in - but he wasn't sure about what to
do.

The girls seemed to be doing well enough. Steve
remembered how the first time he had really started
using his powers, Nicole had been the most sexually
responsive of the three girls in the car. Now, Amanda
was feeling those same sensations pouring through her
body. The more she played with Nicole's body, the
hotter she felt.

Amanda kept sucking, nipping with her teeth, her own
nipples poking out behind her blouse. She squeezed her
thigh into Nicole's, feeling the sensations entering
her own sweet pussy. She was loving this; loved the
feeling of Nicole's nipple between her teeth, the
feeling that Steve's power transferred to her own
body.

In that moment, she understood what had happened to
Steve - why he acted the way he had, the sensations
that had overwhelmed his common sense. And obviously
his own common sense had been overwhelmed again.

Steve approached Amanda from behind, kneading her
shoulders as his lips came to rest on her neck. "Ah -
" Nicole gasped. It took Amanda a moment to understand
why, until Nicole's own hands reached up, running over
the front of Amanda's blouse.

"I've transferred your sensations to Nicole," Steve
murmured in her ear. He pressed forward, his jeans
clad cock pressing against Amanda's small ass. Nicole
pushed her hips forward in response as she felt the
cock against her own ass - no, not hers, Amanda's. She
could tell the difference, knew it wasn't her own ass
that Steve was rubbing with his cock, it wasn't her
neck he was kissing - but it still felt good. Just
like she could feel Amanda's lips on her nipples, and
she could feel what Amanda felt as she ran her fingers
over Amanda's smaller breasts.

In a moment, Amanda's blouse was unbuttoned. Nicole
ran her fingernails against Amanda's little brown
nipples, pinching them. She heard Amanda's intake of
pain/pleasure, felt the sensation herself. Amanda
decided to return the favor, reaching down to grip
Nicole's sopping pussy. She pulled Nicole's panties to
one side, plunging her slim fingers deep into her
friend's vagina. Which made Nicole thrash her hips,
which made Amanda gasp in pleasure - and made Steve so
hard he was going to come in his pants.

Nicole's fingers reached down, unzipping Amanda's
shorts, pulling them down. Amanda pulled back, looking
at her friend. Steve was still caressing Amanda from
behind, pulling her shorts and panties down with
Nicole's help. Amanda gazed into Nicole's eyes, her
brown looking into the blue of her friend. Nicole's
tongue poked out, moistening her lips. Both girls
heard the zip of Steve's pants coming undone. Both
felt as he pressed the end of his cock against
Amanda's vagina, Nicole's hips sliding up as Amanda
pressed back. Both girls moaned as one as Steve's cock
forced Amanda's body open. Nicole could feel it
separating Amanda's lips apart, as her other lips were
separating for Amanda's tongue, each girl kissing each
other as if they could transfer their souls into the
other with the kiss.

Which, with Steve's power, almost felt like was
happening.

As his penis plunged deeper into Amanda's body, Nicole
pressed her crotch further upwards, as if she was the
one being fucked. When Steve paused, then pulled on
Amanda's hips to slide further into her, Nicole's
pussy quivered, shaking as she mewed into Amanda's
mouth.

Then he was pulling back, and pushing forward, back
and forward - sometimes short strokes that made both
girls nearly weep in pleasure, then long, slow strokes
that had them pushing, Nicole reaching around to grab
Steve's ass to try and force him into her friend
faster, selfishly wanting to feel those sensations
herself.

Amanda was trembling, sweat dropping from her body
onto Nicole's. She kept kissing and licking at her
friend: her lips, the hollow of her throat, tasting
her friends sweat that trickled onto her breasts. She
could feel Steve fucking her - and feel how her lips
felt on Nicole's body, her fingers in her friend's
cunt, like she was masturbating and being fucked at
the same time.

Steve reached around Amanda's body, touching her
breasts, rubbing her nipples against Nicole's, making
both girls cry out. His hips started swinging faster
and faster. He could feel himself getting closer to
his release, and felt Amanda's tight pussy sliding
against him, teasing his shaft.

"I'm going to come," he gasped in her ear. He felt
Nicole's tiny hand worm between them, gently stroking
his nut-sack.

"Do it," she hissed at him. "Come in her - let me feel
you coming in her."

Steve's motions went faster. "Do you want that?" he
asked Amanda.

"Do it," she moaned. "If I'm knocked up, it's already
- done - " She started grunting as all three started
gyrating their hips faster. Steve's cock plundered her
pussy, Nicole humped her crotch as she felt the
incredible sensations from Amanda as Amanda stroked
Nicole's clit, felt the heat between them rising -

Like a burst of light, Steve's cock spat it's essence
into Amanda, long streams that warmed her insides.
Nicole felt that warmth, felt Steve shooting again and
again into her friend, launching her own orgasm,
sending Amanda spiraling into hers, which rebounded
into Nicole, each girl nearly frozen in pure pleasure.

It took Nicole a moment to realize that the cock she
suddenly felt at her gates was Steve's, and that the
still-hard member was forcing its way into her tight
pussy, the pussy that had only admitted one man before
- and was now admitting him again - as she felt her
best friend and now lover Amanda squeal in pleasure,
and the cycle started again for all three teens. They
were heedless of the consequences of their actions as
Steve's cock plundered both girls, teenage stamina
sending volleys of fertile seed into both of their
wombs. Right now, all that they cared about were
feelings of lust and love and heat that coursed
through their veins like wine.

Consequences would come later. And responsibility
could not be avoided forever - and it was even now
headed their way.


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