*I'm resting on Dave's bed when all of a sudden I start getting these mental images and can't figure out where they come from...but there's this one...it involves whipped cream and strawberries and fuc..darn...that's hot...the images start to roll through my mind...*
//Dave licking the whipped cream off my body...his tongue dancing along my chest, arms, and oh God...other lovely places//
*then my own mind takes over and starts to add to the images there*
//I turn the tables on Dave and start to create my own Dave Dessert...marking and licking, touching and creating before at last moving down and taking him deep into my mouth and sucking gently//
*I hope Mirry doesn't get a whiff of what I'm doing. I'm trying to keep a straight face while I'm licking off the cream from my love's chest, arms and then mentally sliding down his body to lick that enticing sliver of strawberry from the tip of his penis*
/Hmm, tasty Craig! Love you so much babes, never want to let you go/
*And then suddenly my beautiful mental image is getting interrupted and I frown in annoyance. Then I get the blast of what it's being interrupted by and I choke on the words that have left my mouth in reply to something Mirry said*
/Ooooooooooh fliiiiip! This must be that telepathic link we have!/
*I can feel myself respond to Craig's sinful thoughts and hope beyond hope that my trousers are baggy enough to hide my growing erection. Unfortunately I'm wearing jeans and subtly suggest that we sit down somewhere.*
*My jeans suddenly become very confining indeed and I squirm uncomfortably trying to relieve the ache in my groin a bit but failing utterly.
/Craig...you're so gonna get it when I come back/
*Trying to continue the conversation with Mirry as if nothing unusual is happening. I get this image of Craig doing an erotic striptease and she asks me if I'm alright, I look a bit flushed apparently. I give the excuse that I'm just feeling a bit tired and she appears to believe me. Mirry's a smart one though and I'm sure she really knows what's going on.*
*Trying desperately to turn the tables back on him*
/Craig, I'm so hard for you right now. I want to ram myself deep inside you til you feel me in your throat/
*Moaning as you slam into me turns to outright screaming as you lick my wings and I come right on the spot, trying to connect with you mentally again and share this amazing feeling with you*
*As I slam into you once more and you come I can feel something trying to probe into my mind like I felt when we communicated with each other telepathically. I let you in and am suddenly overcome with incredible knee-trembling sensations so intense that I feel I might faint. Not only can I just feel myself thrusting into you but I can also feel what you are feeling*
Uuh CRAIG! FLIIIP!
*I come violently as the pleasure overwhelms me, my own mind sending you what I'm feeling*
*Trembling from the sensations of my own orgasm, when yours wash through me I actually come again, something I have only read about. I know you can feel this too as this link just seems to be getting stronger and that is just amazing to me...there is no one else I would feel safe enough to share this with but you...*
*My orgasm seems to last forever, my body trembling with the aftershocks. Panting heavily I can no longer support myself and, sliding out of you I collapse on the floor in a happy puddle*
Wow! That was incredible!
*Still feeling a bit peckish I wriggle underneath you and prop myself up on my elbows to steal the last few drops of seed from your cock*
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//Dave licking the whipped cream off my body...his tongue dancing along my chest, arms, and oh God...other lovely places//
*then my own mind takes over and starts to add to the images there*
//I turn the tables on Dave and start to create my own Dave Dessert...marking and licking, touching and creating before at last moving down and taking him deep into my mouth and sucking gently//
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/Hmm, tasty Craig! Love you so much babes, never want to let you go/
*And then suddenly my beautiful mental image is getting interrupted and I frown in annoyance. Then I get the blast of what it's being interrupted by and I choke on the words that have left my mouth in reply to something Mirry said*
/Ooooooooooh fliiiiip! This must be that telepathic link we have!/
*I can feel myself respond to Craig's sinful thoughts and hope beyond hope that my trousers are baggy enough to hide my growing erection. Unfortunately I'm wearing jeans and subtly suggest that we sit down somewhere.*
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*I start to send Dave various images*
//My with his cock in my mouth looking up at him//
//Me slowly disrobing, almost a teasing dance//
//Me with a strawberry, sucking it slowly in and out of my mouth before rubbing it down my chest//
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/Craig...you're so gonna get it when I come back/
*Trying to continue the conversation with Mirry as if nothing unusual is happening. I get this image of Craig doing an erotic striptease and she asks me if I'm alright, I look a bit flushed apparently. I give the excuse that I'm just feeling a bit tired and she appears to believe me. Mirry's a smart one though and I'm sure she really knows what's going on.*
*Trying desperately to turn the tables back on him*
/Craig, I'm so hard for you right now. I want to ram myself deep inside you til you feel me in your throat/
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OHGODDON'TSTOPDON'TSTOPOOOOOHHHHHHDAVEYESSSSSSSSS
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Uuh CRAIG! FLIIIP!
*I come violently as the pleasure overwhelms me, my own mind sending you what I'm feeling*
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Wow! That was incredible!
*Still feeling a bit peckish I wriggle underneath you and prop myself up on my elbows to steal the last few drops of seed from your cock*
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