“Like what?” I ask, more focused on sliding my hand between her legs than what else we could do with the transmitter.
“Mmmm,” Susan purrs as my fingers touch her pussy and I tenderly stroke up and down her outer lips. “I’m reading this Science Fiction book where a twin brother and sister have telepathic powers and can communicate mentally,” she says, moving her leg higher onto my hip and spreading her pussy lips apart. “I started wondering if the transmitter would let us do that. Do you think it would?” I dip one finger into her pussy and draw out some of her natural juice to lubricate her outer labia as I contemplate her question.
“Wow… I’ve never given it any thought,” I answer honestly while continuing to smear her juices along her pussy lips. “That would be pretty cool, though.”
“I know,” she whispers, rocking her pussy mound against my hip as my finger barely dips into her wetness. “Of course, I already know what you’re thinking about most of the time,” she smiles before pressing her lips to mine. I open my mouth and she slips her tongue inside while I continue to lightly caress her moist pussy lips.
Susan is humping my leg and squirming around, trying to get my finger to slide into her wet pussy. If we had telepathic powers she’d know that I’m going to tease her a while longer before penetrating her pussy lips. I know what she likes.
I love the feel of her tongue caressing the inside of my mouth, pushing deeper towards my throat as we’re grinding our bodies together. With the palm of my right hand cupped around the bottom of her firm ass cheek, I worm my middle two fingers between her moist pussy lips. I feel her steamy heat as they ease slowly into her gelatin-like cavern. I wiggle the tips of my fingers back and forth, stirring her thick juices as they approach the second knuckle. God, I love teasing my sister’s pussy. I could play with it 24-7 and never tire of it.
“Mmmm,” Susan moans and her body shudders as she undoubtedly triggers a mini-orgasm. Her creamy juice oozes around and between my fingers. I’m just about to bury them completely when Susan breaks the kiss and grabs my wrist.
“Let’s try it now,” she says, pulling my hand from between her legs and rolling onto her back.
“Try what?” I ask, exasperatedly, my hard cock sticking straight into the air.
“The telepathy,” she smiles. “Come on. I promise I’ll do whatever you want after we do this with the transmitter,” she pulls my hand to her mouth and starts licking her pussy juice off my fingers.
“We don’t even know what commands to use,” I argue. “We have to think this through.”
“I’ve already been thinking about it.” Her eyes dance mischievously as she sucks on the ends of my two fingers and glances as my throbbing cock.
“The transmitter is not a toy.” I tell her. I know first hand how much havoc we can wreak if we don’t get the commands exactly right.
“I know that!” Susan says, dropping my hand and kneeling on the bed beside me. “Trust me, Nick. You can command me first so you can undo it if it goes wrong, okay?”
“Fine,” I concede and Susan jumps off the bed and runs out of the bedroom saying something about paper and pencil. Damnit! All I wanted to do was make slow passionate love to my sister. Is that too much to ask? I absently stroke my cock while I wonder if her idea will even work.
“Where’s the transmitter?” Susan asks when she comes back with a pen and a tablet of paper.
“I’ll get it.” I say resigning to her desires. Susan sits cross-legged on the bed, writing while I get the transmitter from the pocket of my jeans.
“Okay, how does this sound?” Susan asks a few minutes later. While she reads, my eyes are focused on her smooth, hairless pussy and the beads of moisture visible on her outer labia.
“You will heighten the awareness of your mental receptors…”
“Mental receptors?” I laugh. “You’ve been reading too much science fiction, Sis.”
“Just listen,” she admonishes me. “Who’s the psych major?” She starts reading again. “You will heighten the awareness of your mental receptors and focus them on receiving mental messages sent from your brother. You will also be able to transmit specific mental messages to your brother’s mental receptors.”
Susan looks up at me expectantly. My cock is hard and I’m having trouble keeping my eyes from roaming over my sister’s beautiful body. Her nipples are still quite aroused and her tits jiggle seductively as she leans toward me.
“Can you at least pretend to be interested in this?” she asks, handing me the paper. “We’ll just try it, okay?”
“Sure, okay.” I take the paper and try to keep a straight face while I dial in my sister’s frequency. “Here we go,” I say, pressing the button on the transmitter while my sister fidgets nervously. I stare at her naked body for another minute, wondering why we’re playing this game instead of making love. Sighing, I drop my eyes to the paper and slowly read the words. I read them like I’m actually giving her a command and when I finish I press the transmitter button. There’s no way this is going to work.
“Actually it did,” Susan says quietly.
“You heard that?” I ask, watching my sister for signs of her normal playfulness.
“I’m not playing,” she says. “This is so cool! I can hear what you’re thinking.” I still don’t believe her. I close my eyes and try to think of something she won’t be able to guess. I conjure up an image from a couple of years ago when Susan and I were fucking in the parking garage at the airport.
“That couple was watching us,” she says, smiling at my astonishment. Holy crap! She can read my mind! It worked.
“It really worked, Nick. Let me do you now.” This time I don’t hesitate. Handing her the transmitter and the paper, I sit next to her on the bed and wait for her to find my frequency. Damn! This is going to be…
“Did you do it?” I shake my head to clear it. I’ve only had the transmitter used on me a couple of times and I forget how disoriented I feel afterwards.
Can you hear me, Little Brother?
“Yeah, I can hear you inside my head.” I answer, staring at my sister while I wonder how we’re going to use this new discovery.
You don’t have to talk out loud, Nick. We’ll use it to communicate with each other when other people are around. It’s just like in my book! Susan is almost jumping up and down she’s so excited. I watch her tits bounce and want to grab them. I’m even hornier now than I was before.
I concentrate on sending Susan a message. I can’t believe it actually worked. Susan reaches over and wraps her hand around my stiff shaft.
I don’t know if you’re hornier but you’re definitely harder than you were. Susan smiles.
You can hear what I’m thinking even when I’m not trying to transmit a message?
Apparently. Susan answers. I want you to grab them, too. She leans forward, dangling her gorgeous tits right in front of me. I heft them in my hands and rub my palms against her nipples. God, I love her tits.