AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = JAX@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
Danny didn't think he was much different from any other boys on his street. True, he had a secret gift, but it wasn't much. If he got really angry with anybody, he could totally, unconsciously, create a pain in that person's head. His family knew about this, of course, and made sure that no one ever got him that angry. As he grew up and reached puberty, things changed slightly. The control of his gift increased so much that he could now create that pain at will. He could induce anything from a slight throbbing pain right up to a severe stabbing pain, just behind their eyes.
He didn't use his gift very often, he didn't need to. His family would go out of their way to keep him happy, to the extent that as soon as he left school they rented for him his own one bedroom flat. With him out of the way, they could breathe more easily. Not so Sue, his older sister. She was tasked to do his housework. Every Monday evening, she would drive around to drop off his clean laundry, do a bit of cleaning and then take away all his dirty clothes; if she was lucky. If she wasn't, and he felt like it, he would request she join him in his bed where he would strip her naked and fuck her brains out.
"Is that all?" she asked, biting her bottom lip. She held a bundle of his dirty laundry in her arms, hoping he would let her go.
"Yeah, thanks sis," he said, smiling at the relief he saw in her face.
He didn't feel like it tonight and, anyway, he had other fish to fry. Her name was Amanda. She was married and about mid-twenties. She was a secretary in the office where he worked. What had picked her out as special was her spectacular figure, not that she flaunted it, but it just couldn't be hidden. He was trying out a new strategy on Amanda -- no intense pain and a demand from him this time. He had already started this morning. He had installed a small nagging ache in her head. He had heard her requests for aspirin from colleagues all day and she went home early.
She was in next day, but she looked bad, not much sleep.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yes thanks, except for this headache," she said.
"It's probably tension," he offered. "Here, let me." His hands found the vertebrae of her neck and pushed.
"No, please don't," she flinched. She didn't like to be touched, especially by men, but the pain disappeared as if by magic.
"W-What did you do?" she asked. "The pain is gone."
"As I said, it's just tension," he smiled at her. "Get your husband to give you a neck massage."
"Well thanks," she said.
Stage one over, he thought, now to move on to stage two. He left it for a couple of days and then he started the pain again, this time a little more intense.
"Danny, could I see you at lunchtime?" she asked.
"Sure Amanda," he smiled, his eyes taking in her sizeable bust. He was looking forward to getting his hands on them.
"I've got this pain again," she said.
"Did you get your husband to massage you?" he asked.
Yeah sure, but he doesn't seem to have your touch," she said with a rue smile. "Could you please?"
"Sure, sit down," he said and got behind her. Luckily the office was deserted. His fingers worked over her neck and slowly he lessened the pain.
"How's that?" he asked.
"Much better," she said, "but it's still there."
"I need to get further down your back," he said. "Can you undo your zip a bit?"
"Well, I don't know," she said. He didn't say anything, just left it to her. "Okay, but we'll have to be quick," she decided and undid her dress zip so he could see her substantial bra strap.
His hands now moved up and down her exposed back, and the pain faded completely.
"Oh that's heaven," she sighed. "You sure have magic hands, Danny."
"Oh it's nothing really," he tried to look embarrassed.
* * * *
"Danny," she said. It was Saturday morning and he had answered his home phone.
"Yes, who's that?" he said, knowing full well who it was. He had started her pain again last night.
"Oh Danny, sorry to disturb you at home, it's Amanda," she said.
"Oh hi," he said.
"Can I come over?" she said quickly. "It's back and a lot worse."
"But can't your husband do something?" He had to suppress a chuckle.
"No, he's been trying all morning," she said, "nothing helps."
"Okay, come on over. Do you know where I live?" he said.
"Yes, I saw your address in the office, but I don't remember the number," she admitted.
"Okay, it's number 12, OK?" he said. "And Amanda, best if you remove any tight clothes."
"Oh why?" she asked.
"Let the blood flow," he said. "It's this tension thing again."
"Oh, I'm not sure if I'm comfortable not wearing my underwear," she whispered. Probably her husband was nearby.
"Well, it's your choice," he said. "See you soon."
It took her thirty minutes to drive the five miles to his flat. As soon as he opened the door to her he could see she was braless. Even her magnificent bust was subject to the laws of gravity.
"How is it now?" he asked.
"Even worse," she sighed, but he hadn't made it any worse, so it was just her imagination.
"Come and lie down on the sofa," he invited, "...on your front please. Oh, you're wearing a pullover."
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"Well, I need to get at your back," he said. "I was hoping you would wear something with a zip."
"What, just pull up my top," she said, getting desperate with the pain.
"Okay," he smiled behind her back.
He pulled up her top, exposing her naked back to his hands. As he ran them over her satin skin he slowly reduced the pain levels.
"Oh my god," she sighed in relief, "how do you do that?"
"Sorry, I've no idea," he said. "Are you okay now?"
"Oh yeah, it feels okay," she smiled at him, pulling her top down.
"Have you been to the doctor?" he asked.
"Yeah, fat lot of good that was," she smiled. "Take two aspirin and stay I bed. Well thanks, I better be off," she said, giving him a big hug. He could feel her large tits up against his chest.
* * * *
"Is there anything else?" his sister asked. It was Monday again and the feeling of Amanda's tits had stayed with him all weekend.
"Yeah, drop that lot," he said talking about his laundry, "I need you in the bedroom."
"Oh sure," she said, resigning herself to her fate. Once inside she stripped off all her clothes and lay down on his bed.
"Come on sis, spread your legs for me," he said, looking down at her naked body.
Sue was slim with great legs and a small, but firm, bust. He loved fucking her, mainly because she was so beautiful, but also because he could. He ran his hands over her smooth skin, kissing her pert tits, making her nipples stand out. Soon his cock was rock-hard and he pushed it into her tight pussy.
"Oh yeah, sis," he cooed.
Knowing her part, she moved her hips in time with his thrusts. He didn't last long and didn't try to. There was no way Sue was going to enjoy their coupling, so he let go as soon as he could. Despite her lack of enjoyment it was a very satisfying fuck.
"Thanks sis," he said, "you can go now."
"Thanks Danny," she said, happy he didn't want any more. Sometimes he demanded she suck him hard again and then he would fuck her again.
* * * *
He left it a couple of weeks. He took his frustration out on his sister's body, then he started the pain again. It only took thirty minutes before his phone rang.
"Danny, it's Amanda," she said, "can I come over?"
"No sorry, I was just about to go out," he smiled at his words.
"Oh please Danny, it's even worse tonight," she said in desperation. "Please Danny."
"I'll be in about midnight, how's that?" he suggested.
"No please, I can't wait that long," she was crying.
"Look Amanda, I got a hot date tonight," he started to say.
"Please Danny?" her desperation now getting worse.
"Okay, but I want from you what I would have gotten from my date," he offered.
"Yeah, yeah sure, anything," she said, but he knew she hadn't taken in what he had said.
She arrived within ten minutes and almost flung herself down on his sofa.
"Please Danny," she begged, "I can't stand it any more."
"Okay Amanda, but first please take off your top," he said.
"W-What? Please...." she said.
"The top please," he insisted.
"Oh god, yeah okay." She gave in and pulled her top over her head to reveal her naked tits to his gaze. Oh fuck me, he thought, what a pair.
"Okay, lay down again please."
He smiled at her discomfort. His hands moved over her back and slowly he lessened the pain, but not before he moved his hands around to her front and cupped her magnificent boobs.
"Thank you, Danny," she sighed.
"Okay, now for my bit," he said with a chuckle. "You agreed to do everything my date was going to do with me."
"What? No, please Danny." She sat up covering her boobs with her arms. "I'm a married woman."
"Okay, I'm not going to force you, Amanda," he said, "just don't ring me next time, OK?"
"Oh please, Danny, I can't," she wailed.
"Okay," he said.
"Please Danny, what would she do for you then?" she asked.
"Well, I'm not fucking her yet, you'll be happy to know," he said, "but I usually get a tit fuck."
"Oh." She looked down at her arm-covered boobs.
"But by next time, things may have progressed," he said.
"Okay, okay." She looked up at him." But you must promise that you won't tell anybody, OK?"
"No problem," he said, knowing he had her now.
She dropped her arms to expose her naked bust to his gaze. Oh God, will you look at those, he thought. He unzipped and pulled out his hard cock.
"Squeeze them for me," he said, and he thrust between her twin orbs until he splattered all over her.
"Yeah, that was great," he said, "thanks Amanda. How's the pain now?"
"It's fine, thanks," she said, somewhat subdued.
"Now come on Amanda," he chuckled, "a girl with tits like yours must have given hundreds of tit fucks in your life." She gave him a weak smile and just nodded. "Okay, until next time," he said. "See you in the office."
Poor Sue got a long session the next week. He gave her the full Monty -- a fast fuck, then a blow-job to get him hard again, then a long slow fuck to finish it off. He lay there after she had left and wondered how long it would take Amanda before she called the next time, once he had started the pain. He smiled. He knew she would hold out as long as possible but in the end she would have to ring him.
THE END
