Dreams People Share (mc, mf, ff, fisting) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ -------- Some people have a love for cars, some for horses, others for big chested women. Their eyes constantly scan for the images that excite them in a way nothing else can. I enjoy many of these myself, but the weekend following Halloween, my eyes nearly missed the object in the sky that would become an object I would drool about. "What is that," Suzi said, hearing the strange distant buzzing sound. "Sounds like a plane or something," Joey said, searching the sky with his eyes. The November sunset was as orange as the leaves lining the amusement park's horizon. We were waiting to get on the Screaming Greek one last time before we went home, and the sound was starting to attract a lot of attention as it grew louder. The small helicopter was nearly on top of us before it finally came in sight, flying not more than thirty feet above us, appearing to be looking for someplace to land. "Shit. That thing is isn't any bigger than one of my go carts," I exclaimed. Its size excited me, and thoughts of having my own little helicopter to fly around in started whirling in my mind. "I'm going to go check it out," I said as I got out of line. "Okay! We'll find you when we're done.." Joey's voice said, fading as I started to run. The helicopter actually wasn't looking for a landing spot, just looking. Despite its size, it could really move, and I nearly gave up following it when it crossed over a section of the park closed to the public. I was out of breath, and figured it would be out of my range by the time I made my way around to the other side. But before I turned to go back to Joey and Suzi, the buzz of the helicopter's motor began to change in pitch. "Cool. It's landing," I said to myself. I found an entrance and walked through the gate, simply ignoring the sign marked 'employees only'. The area contained several buildings, a few equipment sheds containing things like brooms and the like, and a row of lockers where apparently the employees kept their personal belongings. I had to walk around the corner of a building before I found the helicopter. It was only eight or so feet long with an open seat that couldn't possibly hold two. It looked a lot bigger on the ground than it did in the air, but nothing as large as my father's personal helicopter. The controls were nowhere near as complicated as the full size version, and what I could see of the engine reminded me of the go cart engines Joey and I had rebuilt several times. The blades were surprisingly folded together and tilted at an angle, resting on an arm at the end of the body that held their almost twelve foot length just off the ground. My attention was so caught up in examining the craft that I never noticed its pilot coming out of the building behind me. I almost fell into the cockpit when she caught me bending over to look at the flight stick. "Excuse me? I don't think you're supposed to be back here," the woman said. "Uhm, yeah, I know. But I wanted to see your helicopter close up and... I just think it's really cool." "Thanks. But I've been told I have to keep looking for someone," she said as she stepped up on a foot hold, then grabbed and rotated the right blade into position with loud click. "And I can't take time out to give some kid a demonstration." "I take it you don't really want to be looking for this person," I said, thinking out loud. "No, I don't," she said as the other blade clicked into position. Then she inserted some kind of pin to apparently lock them into place. "I can help you find whoever you're looking for. Just tell me their name, and if I find them before you do, could you just answer some questions? I wasn't going to ask for a demonstration. I mean I already saw it fly." "They've been blasting the guy's name out over the PA for the past half an hour. But the guy's deaf, and a friend of my father's. If I didn't know what he looked like..." "But what's his name anyway. His full name if you know it." "Gregory Steinman, and I don't have any idea what his middle name is. Now, you better leave before security catches you in here." And with that, she put her helmet on and started the engine up, then brought the blades to full speed and took off. I had run around the corner as the flying debris started to sting my bare arms, and neck, but didn't hurry myself as I made my way out of the employee zone. I connected to Joey who was still waiting in line and asked him to help me sweep the park. Joey and I had worked out how to do a sweep the previous week, and this was our first real use of it except for the trial runs. We had started working it like a blanket command except without any commands inside our imaginary sheet. But it quickly became clear it would take forever to form a blanket big enough to cover the large area we were testing, so we had started experimenting with other shapes and concepts, and eventually came up with the sweep. Joey and I began started imagining in our minds that we were gathering incredible amounts of energy and containing it inside our head. Once we figured we had enough, we released it all at once, imagining it spreading out from the two of us in all directions like sonar pulses of mental energy. The sweeps didn't quite make it to the far reaches of the park, but we found our man almost immediately. He was standing in line for the Screaming Greek, twelve heads behind Joey and Suzi. Figuring she would never find him while he was under the pavilion and close to getting on the roller coaster itself, I didn't hurry as I made my way there. The hardest part was to find the helicopter after I lost my lock on her mind that I had made during the pulse. Too many people's thoughts between us, and I wasn't familiar enough with her mind to find it like I could Joey's and Suzi's. Joey and Suzi came out just as I found her at the far side, still frustrated over the fact her father had just ordered her to find him like she was one of his employees. I hadn't realized she was the owner's daughter, nor had I noticed she was only seventeen. Joey and Suzi needed to leave, not wanting to miss the last chance to get the shit scared out of them at a closing haunted house. We had gone to another one last weekend, but once I had been startled by the first 'ghost', I couldn't keep myself from sensing the next scare. So they understood when I suggested they leave without me. I could just call a limo or maybe get a free ride from someone going that way. Holly was still five minutes away when Greg walked out the exit, so I followed him and kept nudging Holly towards our new positions. Holly's eye caught my smiling face as I pointed towards the ice cream shop. I was about to have to nudge her again when she decided to ignore me, but then she saw her target walking out of the ice cream shop and noticed me walking up to him. Three minutes later, Holly landed inside a small roped off grassy area while I and the thirty-something man stood and waited. She jumped over the knee high fence and took her helmet off before she spoke to us. "How did you.. Never mind. Mr. Steinman, your wife called and said you're supposed to meet her at the front gate.. well, ten minutes ago. Something about your ticket being bumped up and... You're welcome!" Holly cried after the running man. "I thought you said he was deaf," I said. "Yeah. Too bad too. The dumb shit's running the wrong way. The front gate is that way," she said pointing the other direction. "So, uhm, can you spend a few minutes telling this kid a few things about your aircraft?" She looked at me with her head cocked to the side, squinting her eyes while she tried to figure me out. But then she looked up at the sky and frowned. "I have to take Beany back to her trailer before it gets any darker, and that will take me at least thirty minutes. The park is closing in..." she said looking at her watch, "about an hour and ten minutes.... Hmm.. When does your ride leave?" "When ever I want. When I get to a phone, I'm going to call home for a limo. It will take it about forty minutes to get.." "A limo? What are you, some kind of rich kid?" "Depends how you look at it. Look, the sun's almost set now. I'll meet you at your trailer after I make my phone call, and then we can answer each other's questions," I said over my shoulder as I walked away. She stood there a moment before turning to go back to her ship. After she jumped the fence again, the thought suddenly occurred to her I couldn't possibly know where the trailer was. She scanned the local area with her eyes, then huffed and got in her craft and started it up. Holly was rolling the 'copter into its trailer when I walked up behind her and startled her with my hello. "Shit. You sure are full of surprises, rich kid." she said. "My name's Tim, not rich kid." "Sorry. Holly," she said, offering her hand. I shook it, then looked at the grease her paw had left on my hand. "I guess rich kids aren't used to getting their hands dirty," she said, tossing a rag to me with a crooked grin. "Shit. I had my fair share of engine grease on my hands. My buddy and I built our own go carts, and had to rebuild the engines a couple of times before we got it right." "Oh really. Well, that makes all the difference, doesn't it," she said sarcastically. "Uhm, are you like mad about something? Besides your dad making you fly around on a wild goose chase." "Oh, don't get me started," she said, flaring her nostrils in a way that I found suddenly sexy. She looked at me for a moment, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry, ki.. er, what was your name again?" "Tim. Tim Brandton." "Okay, I'll remember it now. I guess my step dad just gets under my skin sometimes. So, what do you want to know about Beany?" I asked her how she got it, what it takes to fly it, standard stuff. She had started flying Beany when her stepfather got tired of it and offered it to her when she was twelve. Apparently he hadn't expected her to actually stick with it, and if it hadn't been for her mother, he would have sold it the next year. "He uses Beany like a leash sometimes. Technically she's still his, so if I want to keep flying her, I have to work at this damn park. At least the season is almost over... So, what about you? You were just trying to impress me with that limo line, weren't you," she said grinning. "Would you believe me if I said I wasn't? I didn't think so. Well, suit yourself. I can stay as long as I want though. Uhm, are you done with Beany?" "Yeah, everything but locking the trailer up. Why?" "Well, I was hoping we could go back and grab something to eat. Or at least go indoors somewhere. It's getting kind of cool out, and I didn't plan on being here this late otherwise I would have brought my jacket." "Okay, but only if you tell me how you found Steinman when you couldn't even know what he looked like." "Hmm.. You want the truth? Or something you'll believe?" I said, rubbing my arms. "Try the truth first, then we'll go from there. Come on, you can tell me on the way." We climbed out of the trailer and I helped her close the doors and stood watching her lock it. I wasn't all that cold yet, but I knew she hadn't eaten dinner and I wanted to learn more about her and Beany. And while she fought to work the lock shut, I found myself becoming a more interested in Holly than Beany, especially her ass. Holly was only a year and seven months older than I was, and by the time we had finished racing to the park's entrance, I was seeing her more friendlier side of her personality. Of course her mood went sour when the guy at the front gate said her friend couldn't come in. "What do you mean? He was in the park all day, and it's not closing time yet." "So? Unless he had his hand stamped before six.." I slid my hand under the violet lamp and said, "See? My hand is stamped." "Oh. Okay, you can go in. But the park closes in thirty minutes. You'll have to leave then, you know." After we walked beyond his hearing distance, Holly said, "I can't believe he fell for that. Didn't he even look at your hand?" "Sure he looked." "Nu-uh.. I looked, and there wasn't anything on your.." Holly stopped as I held the back of my hand up for her to see it. "But.. it's only supposed to glow when your hand is under the black light. Tim, you're starting to spook me." "Sorry," I said, waving my other hand over the glowing mark on my left hand, making it disappear. "There's nothing to get spooked about. It's just an illusion." "What, like an magician? I don't think.." "No, more like a hypnotist. The dork at the gate saw what he expected to see when I told him that I had the mark on my hand. You did the same thing. I doubt what you saw was the same as what he saw." "Okay, I'll let that one go for now. So how did you find mister deaf and directionless?" "Oh, that was easy. I used my magic." "Sure you did. Come on, you said you'd tell me." "Uhm, is pizza okay?" I asked, hearing her stomach growl. "Yeah, it's this way. Now stop stalling and spill it. Otherwise I'm eating alone." "Okay, but if I do tell you the truth, you have to promise not to freak, okay?" "Freak? Listen, kid, you're talking to a girl who flies a helicopter with a blade span of twenty feet over an amusement park that has more power lines and shit up there than a forest of telephone poles. I don't freak." "I used a mental sweep." "A what?" "Well that's what Joey and I call it. I'm telepathic, and that's how I found your Mr. Gregory Albert Steinman." "Yeah, right. Looks like I'll be eating alone then." "I'm telling you the truth," I thought to her. "If you are, then why don't you just read my mind or something," she said, not catching the fact I had stopped at the entrance of the pizza place and she had already walked ten paces in front of me. "Okay.... Uhm, can't you think of something better than just how big Zack's zit is on his nose?" "That's too easy." she said, as Zack came over to her at the counter. "What's too easy," Zack said. "Nothing, I was just talking to Tim... Is there any pepperoni left Zack?" "Uhm, yeah, you want it?" he said, figuring Holly was just trying to play a trick on him or something. As far as he could see, no one but he and Holly were in the joint. "Yes, please. What about you Tim.." she said turning to the empty spot she thought I was occupying. "I'll take the three slices left of the Canadian bacon, if you don't mind," I thought to her from across the room. Holly stared at me for nearly thirty seconds, trying to figure out if I was for real. She concluded I had hypnotized her into thinking I hadn't moved my lips when I spoke, so she just turned around and asked Zack for the Canadian bacon also. "Huh?" Zack said. "You never eat the CB. I thought you hated it." "I do. It's for my friend over at the door." "Uhm, what friend," he said, looking straight through me as I sat down next to Holly. "He can't see me," I thought to her. "Zack. Snap out of it. I think he's hypnotized you or something. He's sitting in the chair right in front of you." "Hypnotized me? Who?" Zack said looking at Holly like she was trying to get him. "Oh never mind. Just.. never mind. Can I have a diet coke?" "And a root beer," I said, making Zack jump as I popped into existence to his mind. "Shit! Where did you come from?" Zack asked. "Here and there. Don't worry about it. Just hurry up and get our drinks like a good boy," I said. He smiled and hurried over to the soda machine, wanting to please us like a little kid who didn't know better. "So, you're a very good hypnotist?" "Well, I guess I am, but that's not what I'm doing. You want me to read your mind? Okay. You're seventeen years old. You lost your virginity last year to a guy who used to work this very counter, Justin Bram. You liked his sense of humor, and really liked his.." "Okay... I know I didn't tell you that, so that means you're a friend of Justin's. What's he up to now? And why is he trying to pull another practical joke on me?" "I've never met him. Let's me try something else. The day you were up in Beany over the large woods three miles southeast of the far end of the park, you noticed something moving below you. You followed the movement until a herd of deer and a buck stopped in a clearing and stared up at you. You swore they were trying to tell you something, and they didn't move or anything, even when you went down closer... should I go on?" "Shit. I've never told anyone about that. If I hadn't been so close to the ground when Beany's engine stalled, I would have crashed and probably gotten killed. Those deer saved my life." "Yeah, and you never saw them again, and the reason Beany stalled was because she had a leak in the oil line. And here is something you didn't already know. Your dad is planning to sell her when the park closes for the season." "What? He wouldn't dare. Are you trying to pull something?" "Nope. I'll prove it to you. But you'll have to trust me. And no, I don't think you're gullible. Zack, come over here.. and stop picking at that thing. It's already bleeding." "Uhm, what," Zack said, a little embarrassed by his popped zit. "Holly here thinks I've hypnotized you and her into seeing and hearing things. But she also knows that you can't make people do things that they find morally objectionable. So, Holly. You think Zack is a scum ball, don't you." "Uhm..." "It's okay, he won't remember anything you say." "Okay then. Yes, he's shit," she said, watching Zack smile at her afterwards. "Then you wouldn't want to kiss him?" "No.." she said sarcastically. "You wouldn't want to stick your tongue in his mouth, run your hands down his scrawny chest, and pull his little dick out of his pants?" "NO! And you can't make me either." "I couldn't if I was using hypnosis, but you're not hypnotized." "You're starting to piss me off. And Zack, stop looking at.... Oh, Zack.. OH!" she said suddenly grabbing him, pulling him on the counter while frenching him madly. Zack's eyes were flickering around wildly before he realised her hands were starting to slide down his chest towards his growing lump in his pants. His eyes closed the moment her fingers undid his jeans button, then he moaned into her mouth as her steady fingers pulled his actually respectable-sized dick out of his undershorts. "Holly..." I said, realizing she wasn't coming out of her lustful daze. "HOLLY! You're kissing SHIT, remember?" She gave a squawk as she almost fell down. She was breathing really hard, and I found myself aroused almost as much as the jerking off counter boy was. "Shit! You fucken pricks! Shit!" Holly said to me and Zack. "Zack, stop before you make a mess... And you better put that thing away. Here comes the boss." "Oh, shit," Zack said, rolling off the counter and hitting the floor with a thud. He had just gotten back on his feet when Holly's stepfather and another man walked in looking rather angry. "Holly, I'm through with your attitude!" he shouted. "You deliberately moved Beany's truck and trailer so the boys couldn't take it back to the shop. Why?" "What?" Holly said alarmed. "I didn't move her!" "Oh and I suppose you weren't the one who left this message," he said shoving the note into her face. "Dad, I know about you wanting to sell Beany. I'm running away with this wonderful guy I met today and we're taking her with me. - Holly.. But I didn't write this!" she cried. "Oh, and I suppose you weren't spying on me when I accepted Heinz's offer to sell Beany to him. You're a little sneak and a liar.." "SO! You WERE going to sell Beany!" Holly said, flaring her sexy nostrils again. "You... You..." "Don't say it! All I want to hear from you is where Beany is! Otherwise you can forget your money for college!" "She doesn't know where it is," I said. "What? Who the hell are you! Her latest worm to dangle?" "I'm the guy who had Beany moved. You're not going to sell her." "The fuck I'm not! You! Er, Zack. Call Security down here right now. And for God's sake, zip up your fly!" he said with a pained expression. "Zack, don't," Holly said. "I don't care if you take away the money my REAL dad left for me..." "Holly, it's in your name," I thought to her. "Only you can access it, but only after you turn eighteen." "Shit! You can't even touch MY money, can you! You're the sneak and the liar. I bet you don't even own Beany. It was my real dad's, you know." I hadn't known that. I checked her stepfather's mind, and found that Beany was legally his, even though it had been an oversight on her mother's part. "Oh, you are a weasel, aren't you Larry," I said. "Zack, why don't you stop standing around and start cleaning up like you usually do. You can ignore whatever we say or do." "Look, you little piece of shit. My employees do not take orders from a trespasser. Cody, take mister big mouth down to whereever he moved Beany to, then turn him over to the police. He was caught trying to rob the pizza house cash register." "Tim, maybe you better run," Holly said starting to panic. I just winked at her and stood still as Cody the gorilla came over and grabbed me by the neck. "AARRGGHH!!!" Cody screamed, pulling his hand back and looking at it. "What!" Larry cried surprised. "He's hot!" "What? Stop fucking around. Grab him and go!" "But... " he said, testing my shirt to see if I was still hot. "Okay, he's.. ARRRRGGG!" he cried when he tried to grab my neck again. "What the fuck!" Larry said. "Cody, what's wrong with you," he said as he grabbed my arm and held it out to Cody. "But... I tell you, he burnt my hand.. Twice!" "Cody, are you doing drugs again? Now take his arm and get the fuck out there before I fire your ass. Hey! What they fuck are you doing!" Larry cried as Zack mopped the floor along with Larry's shoes. "Say Holly.." I said, watching poor Zack suddenly lose his balance and slide across the wet floor on his back. "If I made your turd of a stepfather sign Beany over to you, would you let me take her up tomorrow for a little while?" "Oh hho hoo.. Tim, I'd even have your baby if you did that," she said. When my eyebrows shot up, she added. "Only a figure of speech." I smiled, knowing it hadn't completely been a figure of speech. But first things first. "Yo, slime ball," I called, looking straight at Larry. "That's it. Okay, punk, I'll take care of you myself," Larry said, taking off his jacket. He walked up to me, grabbed my shoulder, and was about to shove me forward when I said, "Excuse me. What's your name, little boy?" He blinked, then let my arm go and stood blinking, looking around at everyone. "What's your name?" I repeated. "Dicky," he replied. "What's your last name?" "Strodmyer. My name is Dicky Strodmyer." "What do you want to do for Holly, Dicky." "I want to.. uhm... Oh, give her that flying thingy." "What else?" "Oh, I want to play with her. I think she's so much fun! Can I play? Can I?" "Okay, Holly," I said as the man/child jumped up and down. "I'll meet you at your house at... 10:00 am okay for you? Until then, have fun with Dicky here. He'll go back to his normal lovable self after we leave tomorrow morning." "Oh hoo ho ho. Tim... Oh ho hoho. I think I love you." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, my limo is here, so I'm gonna go home. You have fun with your new friend, and I'll see you in the morning," I said, pushing the door open. "Uhm, Tim?" she called after me a few moments later from the door. "Yeah?" I said, hoping she was going to ask me to spend the night. She hesitated as she looked at me, turning a little red before she said, "Oh! Where's Beany? "Right where you left her, silly." "Oh, right. Thanks. Uhm, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.." Holly said a little too slowly. But then she brightened and let the door shut behind her saying, "Come here, Dicky. I want a horsy back ride." "Wow. Maybe she does like me," I said, barely keeping myself from peeking and learning for sure. I sighed and walked towards the front entrance deep in thought, and almost ran into two women who were nervous about something and were walking quickly in the direction I had just came. I didn't resist peeking in their heads, and didn't expect to find anything as interesting as I did. The two college girls were looking for a safe place to sleep without the staff finding them, then have another day at the park without paying for it. But what interested me the most was the fact they were lovers, and they were wet just anticipating what they wanted to do once they found their hideout. Naturally I followed them, feeling pretty horny from reading what they were feeling for each other. I wasn't sure how I would fit into their plans, but at the least I wanted to watch if not participate somehow. They snuck into a small concession shack they had noticed hadn't been used all day. I sat down on a bench, planning to wait for their activities to begin before entering, and was concentrating on what they were doing when their plans were brought to a sudden end. I hadn't noticed a security guard watching them enter the shack, and was as surprised as they were when he and another guard caught them topless inside. "Well, well, well. Looky what we have here," the bigger of the two guards said. "I don't remember these two paying their overnight fee." "Fee?" Lisa said frightened, covering herself. "Aren't you friends of Barbara?" the other guard asked. "No.." Nicky said, putting her bra on. "And we're not paying any fee." She had been startled by the men's intrusion, but she had recovered her wits and wasn't about to let the men have their way with them. "Don't say no until you hear what the fee is," the first one said, leaving his hungry eyes pointed at her chest. "What. A blow job?" Nicky said sarcastically as she tossed Lisa her shirt then put her own on. "Oh, nothing so easy as that," the second one said shutting the door. "A blow job is just the membership fee. And since you have entered our club house.." "Excuse me," I said poking my head inside the door. "Is this where I get my refund? Larry said to find someone in a blue shirt to get a refund." "This isn't no fucken customer service hut. Get the fuck.." "Wait!" Nicky said, pulling Lisa with her past the two goons. "I know where the refund hut is. HEY let her go!" She said when the first guard had grabbed Lisa's arm. "Get out of here, kid. This is a security matter." "Oh wait a sec. I see Larry now. HEY Larry! Your guy here says you won't give me a refund. Ma's not going to like.." "SHIT!" the second guard said. "He's talking to the boss!" "What?... So? Just means we take these two bitches out and say we caught them sneaking in here. We're just doing our job." "Doing your JOB?!" Nicky said before kicking the second jerk in the balls when he tried to grab her. Despite the fact he was wearing a cup, he doubled over, then fell on the ground when Nicky hit his neck with both fists. Lisa had flipped the first guard onto his back right after Nicky had kicked the second. I clapped while they stood over their work to make sure they were done, and almost had to defend myself when they both turned around and prepared to do the same to me. "Hey! I'm on your side. I saw them following you at a distance, and thought they were acting kinda perverted. Looks like you didn't need my help, though." I said watching the first one struggle to get up to his feet. "Put your FUCKING hands on your heads," he said, drawing his gun. "Shit." Nicky said. "Uhm, unless you're going to do some kind of cool kick, maybe you'd like some help after all?" I asked. "ALL of you, put your hands on your head. I'm not going to say it again." Nicky sighed and both she and Lisa raised their hands. "You too, mister nosy," he said, pointing the gun at me. "I have a better idea. Why don't you put the pea shooter away before my friend here fires your ass for pointing a gun at dear close personal friend of your boss." "What friend?" the guard asked. "This friend," Cody said opening the door wide and towering behind me with his over six foot height of muscle. "Come on girls, the party is over. I'll pretend you were never here if you leave the park right now." "Thanks," Nicky said. Even Nicky was a little intimidated by Cody. But then who wouldn't be? "Yeah, thanks," I said to Cody, giving him the ten second high I promised him. I made sure he would never do drugs again before I closed my connection to his mind, then left him to terrorize the security guard into closing his club down for good. The two security guards had made a deal with a few teenage girls in the past to let them stay in the park overnight for a blow job like Nicky had guessed. They hadn't really been planning to force them into anything, but Nicky's sarcasm had prompted them to give the two college girls a good scare. I really don't think they would have done anything, but the two girls didn't know that. Speaking of which, I had to run and catch up with the two quickly departing lesbians, who were hoping just to get out without anyone arresting them. "Hey, wait up!" I cried. Nicky turned her head and replied, "Sorry! Thanks for your help, but we're not interested!" "Not interested in what?" I said as I reached them. "Look, kid," Lisa said. "We appreciate what you did, but we're not going to kiss your ass in gratitude." "Who said anything about kissing ass? All I wanted to do was offer you a ride in my limo. Maybe even watch you two make out if you're still..." Both women stopped dead in their tracks and were looking at me with angry eyes. "What were you doing? Following us? Spying on us? Listening to what we were saying?" Nicky demanded. "Something like that. How come you two don't have sex while you're in your dorm room?" The anger they had displayed was replaced by shock, but then quickly went back to anger. "Listen, kid. If you know what is good for you, I better never see.." "Name's Tim, and you didn't answer my question. Considering you would have been put in the pokey if I hadn't come along, can't you just answer a few questions? It's not like I could force you into something if you didn't want to do, you know," I lied. Nicky looked at Lisa, who shrugged and said, "All right. I guess we do owe you something." "But don't get any ideas," Nicky warned. "Compared to those two bastards back there, I could take you out with one hand tied behind my back." "Cool," I said and started to walk with them towards the entrance again. "So?" I prompted. "You've never been in a dorm before, I suppose, so I guess you don't know how thin the walls are. You can almost hear your neighbors breathing, it's so bad. Everyone on the floor would know it if we tried something, especially with Lisa." "Those people called the front desk that time because YOU couldn't shut up. I was just getting into it when the hotel manager knocked on our door. I can't believe we paid for a hotel room we... Is that your limo?" "Yep. I can drop you off where ever you want. I don't think the buses run this late. That is how you were planning to get back, isn't it?" "What did you do, follow us off the freaken bus?" Lisa said, suddenly very hostile. "Nope. Just observant. I mean," I said, waving my hand across the empty parking lot, "unless you were planning to walk home or get a cab, you must have been planning to take the bus. But you weren't planning on getting caught, were you." "Sorry," Lisa said. "Those two jerks just... you know." "Will you really take us all the way back to campus? It's a good three hour drive from here," Nicky admitted. "I didn't know that. No wonder you wanted to spend another day here. But yeah, that's fine. If anything else, I can sleep on the bed during the trip home... Ah, shit." "What?" Lisa said, hoping I wasn't going to take back my offer. "I didn't realize which limo this was until I saw who the driver was. Oh well. I don't suppose you will mind for a little more female company, will you?" I said getting in after the driver opened the door. "Nicky, Lisa, meet Vicki and Carol," I said, not hiding my smile as the two college girls stared at the two nude women. "Hhhi," Nicky said, always the one to get her wits back first. "Hello," they replied. "Uhm, Lisa, you're going to have to get your other foot in the door. The driver would like to shut it?" "Sorry," Lisa said as she sat down right next to Nicky. "Are you thirsty? We have soda, ginger ale, and other stuff. Or maybe you would care for some of this?" I said, getting the bottle of the light purple colored drink out. "I don't think we want anything alcoholic," Nicky replied, looking very unsure about the situation. "Hey, where are we going?" Lisa said, realizing the car was getting on the highway already. "We haven't even told you where our dorm is." "You go to Southeast State, right? Well, that's were we're going. Relax. If I'm trying to trick you into something, you can always beat me up, you know." They looked at each other, then Lisa said, "Maybe I will have a glass of... What is it? It doesn't look like anything I've seen in a bar before." "That's because it's a family recipe, and it doesn't have any alcohol in it. But it's really good. And just so you don't think I'm trying to drug you.." I said, pouring a third glass and handing them theirs. "I'll drink it too." They both smelled the bubble-gummy aroma, then took a small sip each. I really didn't want to drink mine because it would cloud my mind with ideas I shouldn't have. But I downed it anyway, figuring Carol or Vicki would satisfy me easy enough if I required it. They started to relax as we made small talk, and after a few minutes, I knew the drink was starting to have its effect on them. Of course I was starting to feel it myself, but some people take longer than others. Finally after watching them squirm for five minutes, Nicky said, "So are you supposed to fuck them, or just look at them?" "Why? You looking to do the fucking?" I teased. "I think if I don't start something soon, I'm going to go nuts," Lisa admitted, giving Nicky a desperate look. "Hey, you two were looking for someplace private to fool around. Well, if you don't mind me watching and maybe even fooling around with Vicki or Carol, you can moan as loud as you want. The driver is used to it. I promise I won't touch you." Despite their distrust of my intentions, they couldn't hold back any longer. And once they started kissing, they forgot all about me. Of course I helped them in that respect. Nicky's hands were inside Lisa's pants before I realized they were trying to strip without stopping their kissing. I watched them undo the fasteners on their tops, noting that they had probably worn them just so they wouldn't have to pull them over their heads. I awaited the breast unveiling with some anticipation. Lisa's tits had unusually large nipples for such a small breasted woman. I wanted to get a closer look, then perhaps use a little mental deception to sample the unusual cuisine. To my disappointment, they moved on to their jeans first. Their wiggles and worming while frantically exchanging saliva was quite entertaining, and I found myself almost unable to resist interfering. "Shit," I said to myself. "Vicki, Carol, looks like I'm gonna need your services." They immediately began stripping the clothes off me, and in moments I was having my dick and nipples expertly sucked and tenderized. I returned my attention towards the two now nude guests. Lisa was slowly pushing Nicky onto her back, still kissing as they had been. They slid themselves down the seat until Lisa was laying on top of Nicky, completely stretched out. Lisa sent her hand between their crotches and start fingering them both while Nicky ran her own hands to Lisa's ass. My moan was almost as loud as Lisa's when Nicky inserted her finger in Lisa's ass. Watching Nicky fuck Lisa with her finger made me blow my load into Vicki's waiting mouth, then I almost did it again when Lisa allowed herself to be guided by Nicky's intruding finger to move her crotch up to Nicky's face. Nicky didn't allow Lisa to turn around when Lisa tried to assume a sixty-nine position. Instead, Lisa found herself facing the window with a finger up her ass and a tongue up her slit, moaning and groaning as Nicky fucked her ass and cunt. The scene got me so hot that I pulled Vicki up beside me and had her lay on her back. When I mounted her, Vicki started to cry. But when I asked her if I had done something wrong, she simply begged me to continue. I found out later Vicki hadn't been fucked for nearly two months. I started pumping my teen cock into the well fucked pussy, finding her muscle contractions inside to be very pleasurable. I was constantly having trouble keeping it in, however, but Vicki remedied that by moving her legs up into the air, making my dick fall out again and slap against her winking asshole. Her ass was much better, but nowhere near the tightness I had come to expect from anal sex. Nevertheless, I started to fuck her backdoor, getting some very nice moans from Vicki's open mouth. Poor Carol just sat by and watched, not even playing with her very aroused knob. She would never give herself the pleasure she desired, my father having made her unable to think of such a thing. The only thing she could do was sit and look as sexy and desirable as possible. And to give her credit, Carol did that well. Her legs spread, her vaginal lips puffy and glistening with her juices, only upstaged by her pussy gaping open and her clitoris poking out at an amazing height. When my eyes had taken all this in, Vicki found herself coming from the surge in my lust. She was still humping air when I nearly leapt onto the awaiting Carol, and it wasn't until her orgasm ended that Vicki realized she had been out-slutted by Carol once again. My eyes were shut while I fucked Carol's shit hole, but snapped open when I heard Lisa's scream. A tidal wave of lust flowed from my eyes and crashed into every corner of my body from the sight of both of Nicky's arms ending at Lisa's crotch and ass. Lisa jerked again with a scream of pain and pleasure as her lover sank her hands into Lisa's insides even deeper. Nicky's eyes were as fogged over with lust as Lisa's, and within seconds so were mine. I made Carol turn so I could fuck and watch, not that I really needed to do so since I came less than a minute later. As Nicky began to pull her hand of her tired puppet's ass, my dick started to complain from my continued humping. The sight of Nicky's shit covered hand made me agree with my softening tool, making Carol cum hard before pulling my own shit covered digit out. I quickly retrieved the baby wipes and the big white cloth towels from the storage area under the little fridge. After I had myself in fair shape, I canceled the commands to Nicky's mind than allowed her to ignore my very existence. Nicky's eyes caught my movement as I carried the wipes and towels over to her. She was holding her hand away from her and Lisa, and quite frankly it was stinking up the place. As I started pulling the wipes out by the handful, she suddenly caught sight of my soft exposed dick. When I offered her the wad of wipes, she quickly glanced back up to my face before blushing slightly and averting her eyes to Lisa's face. Lisa was just laying on top of her asleep, using Nicky's breasts as a pillow, noisily sucking air in through her open mouth. Nicky's other arm was trapped between them, and was probably starting to feel a little numb. But even as I cleaned her shitty hand up, Nicky didn't move a muscle in fear of waking her lover up. While my curiosity screamed for me to peek into their heads, I decided I would just talk instead. So when I finished cleaning her up, I sealed the stuff up in a small plastic bag, then operated the cabin's air controls to get rid of the strong smell. Both Carol and Vicki fought their drowsiness, just in case I wanted anything else. I told them to go ahead and sleep, and I would join them after my guests were home. I sat on the edge of the bed watching Nicky watch the two slaves curl up against each other and finally fall asleep. I caught her looking at my nude body before I finally spoke. "You've never seen a guy naked before, have you?" I asked. Her answer was in her blush, and then confirmed it with nod. "How come? I mean, you're obviously interested." "Not really. I just never seen one that wasn't made to look... big or supposingly sexy. But yours is... so small and.... I'm sorry. I just meant it was.. soft?" "Oh.. You should have seen it twenty minutes ago. It was so hard I could have dented steel with it. Especially when I saw your hands in... her. Man, that was the horniest thing I have ever seen. And believe me, I've seen some perverted shit." Nicky was having another blush fit when she accidentally moved her buried arm and flinched from the discomfort. "Let me help you," I said, reaching to lift Lisa's chest up. Nicky immediately slapped my hands before I could touch Lisa and said, "Keep your fucken hands to yourself." "I was only trying to help," I muttered, feeling a little cross. Nicky closed her eyes from the strong unpleasant tingling her arm was sending her, struggling to pull it out without waking Lisa. This time when I reached out to help, Nicky didn't realize it until she had pulled her arm free. After I let go of Lisa's sides, I took Nicky's arm and gently began rubbing circulation back into it. I manipulated her nerves so she found my caressing quite soothing while removing the discomfort she was feeling. "Wow.." she finally breathed. "That really is making it feel better." "You're welcome," I said, smiling. "So, do you two do this often?" "What? Sleep in the nude on top of each other? Or the other bit." "Well, both. If you don't mind." "You keep rubbing my arm like that, I'll tell you anything you want to know. You should get a job at a massage parlor." "Heh. Problem is, I'd probably spend too much time having sex with my customers to do much massaging." Then I added, "But I'm not planning to have sex with you." "Better not be... Ohhh.." she said as I started using my magic touch on her arm for just a moment. "Whatever you just did, don't stop.." "I didn't do anything that I haven't been doing," I lied. "Come on. So how many times have you done that." She though about it a few moments, then she said, "Okay.... I've fisted Lisa's, er, pussy twice before, and she did it to me once. But this was the first time we ever did anything like that, especially to her butt. If I had know how much of a mess it would be, I wouldn't have done it. But we had teased each other, and I just got so horny thinking about it, I just went and did it." "How long have you two been lovers?" "Since high school... I can't believe how good you're making my arm feel. Where the hell did you learn how to do this?" "I can't tell you. If I did, I'd have to fuck you," I said with a wicked grin. But then I said seriously, "Would you like to feel something else even better? It's not sexual." "Not unless you tell me first," she said, giving me a grin herself. "If you knew what's supposed to happen, it probably wouldn't work. Just trust me. I haven't tried anything so far, have I?" "No, I guess not. Go ahead." I took her other hand and gently placed both palms beside Lisa's knot at the top her neck. "Okay, close your eyes and relax. When you feel it coming, don't tense up or try and force it. Just let it come to you." She nearly jumped as my hands rubbing her arms started to make her palms feel tingly. Nicky was a very self assured woman with a quick mind and a strong will. I felt she probably could handle anything without panicking, and my suspicions were justified in this case. "I... feel it.." she whispered. "What do you feel?" I asked, stopping my rubbing since she believed it had done what it had supposed to do. "I can feel Lisa... dreaming? It's almost.. like.. I'm.. inside her dream.." Nicky barely whispered before she went completely limp. "Sweet dreams, ladies," I said yawning. I watched their merged minds dream about a house they wanted to buy so they could live together and never worry about being too loud again. I was tempted to make the dream come true for them, but as I moved in between the two on the bed, I realized that they hadn't given me a single reason to do something like that for them. So I dropped the idea and went to sleep as their minds started to fuck each other. We all woke up when the driver notified us we were approaching the campus. "Tim?" Nicky said as they hurried to get dressed. "Yeah?" I said looking up from Lisa's panty covered ass. "Why did you help us? Or more importantly, why didn't you try something when we were asleep?" she said, reaching down for her jeans. "Because you weren't interested in doing anything with me. I guess I was curious to see what gay women were like. I've seen girls have sex with each other, but they were bi. I knew they wanted me to fool around with them too." "Okay, you answered my first question, but not my second. Why didn't you do something when we were helpless?" I frowned at that, then reason became clear to me. "Because you weren't any more helpless than you were before, or even now. If I had wanted to do something, I could have done it at any time." "What do you mean?" Lisa said, finished getting dressed before Nicky. "We'd kick your ass if you tried anything funny." Nicky looked at me for a moment then said, "I'm not so sure about that Lisa. There's something weird about him." "Weird? Gee, thanks," I said as the limo stopped. "Well, here's your stop. Thank you for an interesting show." I said a little tired of their lack of gratitude. "Thanks for the lift," Lisa said, getting out. "Yeah, thanks," Nicky said, stepping out behind her. But then Nicky got back in and crawled onto the bed, right up to my surprised face. Vicki and Carol sleepy watched as Nicky silently gave me a very deep kiss. I nearly bit her when her hand started feeling my crotch. But she was more surprised by her own arousal triggered by my dick getting hard in her hand. I said, "Thanks," as she crawled back off the bed. She turned head and smiled saying, "Thank you! For being a nice guy I mean. Look us up next time you're in town. I'd like to try sharing a dream or two with you." And with that she shut door, leaving me sitting there with my mouth hanging open. "I might just do that, Nicole Faye Smith. I just might," I said before laying down. I will always remember my dream I had that night. Flying Beany.... with someone's fist up my ass. That was one dream I hoped would never come true.