Psylons 16: Blowjob at 70 Miles per Hour.
Not safe. Not sorry.
In our last episode Chastity left Candy Kane to handle an emergency threesome with her fellow Psylon, Adam, and his CIA handler, Trent. Now she’s stranded and needs to find a ride home and to assuage the hunger that’s building inside her. But using her psychic powers and CIA training, she’s about to discover a new ally and friend.
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Chastity strode purposefully down the highway shoulder toward the rural gas station and diner. The further she got from Adam’s house, the easier it was to hold off the raging hunger that threatened to overwhelm her while she’d been in the vicinity of another Psylon.
At some point, when they both were in a better place, she’d have to fuck Adam, and finally satisfy the sexual psychic resonance that built whenever one Psylon was in close proximity to another. She’d done that with Nick, but they’d both been sated at the time. Still, the intensity of their lovemaking had almost undone them, but now they could be in each other’s presence without the psychic backlash.
But now was not the time to do this with Adam. He was dangerously close to being consumed by his hunger, which was why she’d brought Candy. Because of the speed needed, it had been easier to bring Candy than to send her on her own, but now Chastity needed to get away from him. Staying close right now could kill them both.
She had every faith Candy could handle Adam’s situation. She needed to take care of her own needs.
Chastity entered the diner and scanned the customers, looking for the right guy.
A handsome man in his mid-twenties sat alone in a booth by the windows. Single, available, and somewhat horny. Perfect.
She picked out the details she needed from his mind and strode toward him.
“Hi Marc,” she said, sliding into the seat across from him.
Surprise and amusement filled his mind. “Do I know you?” If I don’t, I want to.
She raised her eyebrows and shot him a devilish grin. “You will.”
His eyes roved over her body. He already radiated the feeling of wanting to get to know her better.
Chastity implanted the suggestion that he offer to buy her lunch.
His smile broadened. “Would you like to join me for lunch? My treat.”
She was far enough away from Adam that it would be safe to accept the invitation and spend some time here with this man. They chatted as she probed his mind for more information about him. Not only was he perfect for her current needs, he was also on a journey of discovery. He was looking for a new place to live where he could be inspired and pursue a career in writing sexy stories.
“You’re a writer,” she said. “Tell me about that.”
How the hell does she know so much about me? His thought echoed in her mind, but she quelled his rising fright and kept him talking.
He explained that he enjoyed sex and adventure and wanted to write something exciting featuring both. “It’s what I’m calling erotic adventure.”
As they talked, an idea percolated in the back of Chastity’s mind. First, she’d have to get Marc headed toward Bayside.
They finished eating and Marc insisted he pay the bill. She walked with him out to his car, and when he got in to drive off, she hopped into the passenger’s side. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily.”
He shrugged, accepting the whole situation without even needing a mental nudge from her. “I’m open to staying with you all day…even longer. Where would you like to go?”
She smiled. Lots of things were falling into place. “Back to the highway. Head east.” She reached over and ran her hand over the bulge in his pants. He was hard as a rock. But was he ready for what she had in mind?
Marc hit the highway and got up to speed, then asked again, “So, where are we going?”
The gorgeous woman smiled. “There.” She pointed to a sign that said Bayside was sixty-three miles ahead.
“Okay.” He’d never been to Bayside before. “Is that where you live?”
She nodded. “And as long as you’re taking me someplace, I might as well return the favor.” She popped the button on his jeans and pulled down on the zipper. His cock sprung out into her hand, hard and pulsing with need.
“Really?” He wasn’t complaining, just asking.
She ran her fingers over his length. “Really.”
He propped himself up off the seat for a second to allow her to pull his jeans down a bit more, then she scooped his sac out and fondled his balls. God, it felt so good.
Who is this woman? “So, you know a lot about me, but you haven’t even told me your name yet.”
He didn’t glance over, but he could feel her devilish smile. “No, I haven’t, have I?”
Her breasts were so close, so inviting, he took one hand off the wheel and reached for her. He had to know she was real. The fabric of her top was stretchy enough for him to free one of those succulent orbs. Her skin was so soft, yet there was a firmness to her breasts that held them high without needing any support. He rolled the tight, pebbled nipple between his fingers, and she sighed.
God, what a rush — speeding seventy miles-per-hour down the highway, with a beautiful woman jacking his dick, while he copped a feel. It felt dangerous…exhilarating. This was the kind of shit he wanted to write about.
He dropped his hand to her thigh and ran eager fingers up the inside of her leg. She was so warm and wet between her legs. He easily slipped two fingers inside her.
She sucked in a deep breath. “Oh God, Marc, yes!”
Her pace increased as she pumped his cock. It took everything he had to keep from exploding. This could get messy. But he didn’t care. This was the adventure he’d been craving.
The hunger gnawed at Chastity, causing her core to clench around Marc’s fingers. She needed him to come soon…without crashing the car.
But she wasn’t living as dangerously as it appeared. Traffic was slow on this stretch of highway and she had firm control of his mind, easily keeping him on the road and in his lane no matter how his body reacted to her caresses.
He glanced at her. Yeah, he was ready and so was she.
She bent down and took his cock into her mouth, hungry for his cum and the rush of satisfaction his orgasm would provide. She glided her tongue around his cock, bobbing up and down as she fondled his balls. She’d felt the rush moments before he cried “I’m coming…”
He shot streams of hot cum into her mouth and she hungrily sucked it all up, swallowing load after load, as he emptied himself.
The vehicle began to slow and she got the impression from his mind of a pickup truck passing them on the left. A man in the passenger’s seat smiled and gave them a thumbs up as he glanced at them.
Licking one last dribble off her lips, Chastity returned to sitting upright. “That was fun. Turn right up here.”
Now within range of Bayside, she could send a quick psychic message to her former CIA partner, Slade Steel. I need a favor. Rent that newly vacant apartment in the Connors building under the name Marc Stevens and pay the first and last months rent. I’ll reimburse you.
Slade must have gotten on it right away because, less than ten minutes later he sent back, Done!
They drove into Bayside passed the North Point Supper Club.
Her next job would be getting Marc into Points Club, but first she’d have to run her plans by her supervisor, CIA Deputy Director Vance Reynolds. He’d either love or completely shut down her idea, but she had a feeling he was going to love it.
She directed Marc to the parking lot of a large apartment complex. He parked, pulled up his jeans, adjusting himself as he got out of the vehicle.
She met him in front of the car and slid her arms around him. He felt good. She’d need to get better acquainted with him…give him a proper fuck…provided Vance was onboard with her plan.
She kissed him then said “See the apartment manager. He’s got one waiting for you…already furnished.”
He chuckled. “How could he. I didn’t even know I was coming here.”
She shooed him away. “Go check.”
She waited, wanting to see his expression when he emerged and found out the apartment was rented in his name and ready to move into.
It was well worth the wait. His sexy eyes shone with wonder, but she pushed the suggestion into his mind that it wasn’t so incredible, so he’d let the matter go.
“Are you coming up with me?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No, you’ve got some work to do. You need to write.”
And she needed to call Vance and get something rolling.
His expression spoke volumes. “Will I ever see you again?”
She shot him a smile and a wink. “Count on it.”
An hour later, Chastity was on the phone to Langley.
“Let me get this straight,” Vance said. “You want to entice an erotica author to write about Points Club?”
“He’ll publish it as fiction,” she assured him. “That way, if something leaks out, we can point to his stories and say it’s all a publicity stunt. Hell, even if people discovered the clubs are real, he could take the credit for inspiring them with his stories, keeping the CIA out of the whole affair.”
She could feel Vance’s smile over the connection. “I like it. You have a go!”
That’s how I met Chastity and got the go-ahead to write about the Points Club, and eventually…the Psylons. So, you see, it’s all connected. (Well, not Ballsac. He’s a completely different animal.) But all the rest? I’m not saying it’s all real, but I’m also not saying it isn’t.
And while Chastity’s adventures are far from over, next week we switch focus back to Nick in Las Vegas. Join me next week for Psylons 17: The Crime Lord’s Orgy.
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A story by Jacques Gerard