Saturday, June 25, 2011

Nikki's Struggle (Parts 6-8)

PART SIX
Two weeks had gone by since then, and Nikki had been to three more of the Sex Mage classes. She had yet to actually test her power on any of the men, but she had become better at tuning their signals out. Now, as she went through the day, she tested blocking out the men she passed on the street while trying to go about her business. She slipped up rather frequently, but she could already tell she was slowly getting better at it. However, just learning to tune the energy out wasn’t really enough, and she still couldn’t block out a man who was fully aroused or engaged in sex. She was beginning to think she really would need to have hands on practice manipulating the energy. Jack’s proposition was starting to look somewhat tempting.

Tonight, she came home early, and sensed before she even got into the front door that Mark was up in his room, masturbating. Sighing, she concentrated on blocking him out, but then, she realized, something felt different. She paused. This wasn’t the usual glow from Mark when he masturbated. The glow was stronger. The flow of energy was different. It wasn’t fully contained from Mark, it seemed. She reached out with her senses and to her shock, she realized that energy was flowing into him somehow, energy from something else charging him. Now that he looked, his glow was a brilliant white, and it was burning brightly.

Nikki's Struggle (Parts 4-5)

PART FOUR
Mark had managed to find the number of a woman who ran a class locally to teach young women who were struggling how to control their powers. It was not a publicly broadcasted practice as the idea of there being official classes to “teach women how to fuck men with their powers” was something most people didn’t want to consider. Women didn’t like the idea, as it made it seem like once they got Powers, that was all they were concerned with; the double-standards of a man being a player and a woman being a slut had not totally faded away. As for men, they typically wouldn’t come right out and say it, but it was an unspoken idea that men were highly intimidated by the idea that women would actually train to make themselves even more powerful, given what they could do already. It was one thing to practice in the bedroom, but going to a facility to train almost brought forth images of women “weaponizing” their powers; there was also the added controversy that if a woman used her powers for criminal purposes, then the classes could be blamed for giving her the means to do so. So, for now, such classes were word-of-mouth only.

Nikki's Struggle (Parts 1-3)


This is a story set in the Sex Mage World setting, about ten years after the first appearance of Sex Powers. Society is adjusting to the reality of Sex Magic among all adult females, but some things are still in transition.

Note that although a brother and sister are the main characters, this story does NOT involve incest.


PART ONE
Some women claimed they sensed men’s arousal as a sort of humming noise. Others said they could see a glow, while others could feel a sort of heat. They said it was rather distracting at first, but eventually, one got used to it, and most women just learned to tune it out. Most could, in fact, learn to simply shut off their perceptions for all but the strongest sexual signals if they really wanted to.

Nikki had not yet gotten to that point. Like most young women, her perception of men’s sex drives was constantly on. Her perception type was that of the glow effect; in her mind’s eye, she could see an “aura” of sorts around a man, brightest around their crotch. The aura shifted colors like a flame, glowing brighter, the colors growing hotter, the more excited a man was, from a dull red when he first noticed a woman’s cleavage or bare legs to a blazing white when he was just about cum during sex.

She’d had the Power for nearly two years now, and every day she had to see the primal wants and desires of men everywhere she went. She couldn’t blame the men, of course; they couldn’t help it. Not only were they already wired to think about sex all the time as it was, now that women had the Power, men were even more sexually charged than ever before. All it took was one woman playing a prank with her Powers to give a room full of men day-long boners, and then every other woman had to put up with said boners waving at them clear as day, no matter how well a man might try to hide his excited state. So, unless a woman just learned to tune them out or she decided to silence his cock for him with her own Power, she just had to deal with them.

For Nikki, a sophomore in college, this meant spending months where every day in class and on campus, she was surrounded by a forest of erections, many of the young men around her glowing like roman candles until she could barely concentrate. This was of course, not helped by the fact that at that age, a whole new generation of women were just developing the Powers and experimenting with them often. Nikki actually felt pity for the men her age. She knew the sorts of games that were becoming popular for young women to play with their powers, especially when they first started experimenting. Nikki couldn’t imagine the hell some men were going through because of it.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Amy's Trepidation (Chapters 9-10 and Epilogue)

PART NINE
Joe came to just as Shannon was pulling into his driveway. He jumped up in his seat, startling Shannon. “Joe, calm down! We’re at your house.”

Joe looked at her bewildered. “How did you know where I lived? Did you read my mind or something?”

Shannon held up Joe’s cell phone. “I called your wife.” As if on cue, Amy came rushing out of the house.

“Oh, my god, Joe, are you alright?”

Joe scrabbled at the door handle and practically fell out of the car in his attempts to escape. He kept his eyes on Shannon, watching her for any sign she might try something. Joe realized with a sudden chill that even if she did bother to give a sign, it was not like doing so would give Joe any chance at resisting her. He hugged Amy back just as tightly. Shannon just watched them with a look of concern.

Amy's Trepidation (Chapters 5-8)


PART FIVE
A week had passed since then. Amy and Joe were over at Joan’s house for a barbeque. Megan and her husband Michael were there as well, as was Megan’s younger sister, Stacy and her boyfriend Todd. Joan’s husband Clark was out getting some more ice, but would be back soon.

Joan was at the grill, so the women were all outside chatting. Joe had joined Michael and Todd in the game room, where they were lining up balls on the pool table. He noticed Michael wincing slightly as he leaned over. “You alright there, Mike?”

“Huh, yeah, just a little stiff,” he said. “Been, uh, working out. Kind of.”

Todd snickered. “Is that what she’s calling it these days?” He took the first shot, scattering the triangle of pool balls with a satisfying “crack!”

Joe smiled knowingly. “The missus making it hard to sleep?”

“Ha! Something like that,” he said. He opened his mouth to say more, but then shut it.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Amy's Trepidation (Chapters 1-4)

NOTE: This story takes place in the Sex Mage World setting, a mere month after Sex Magic first begins to appear.


PART ONE
Joe frowned as he skimmed the first article that popped up on his web browser’s “Headlines!” feature.  “More and more women continue to awaken to strange Powers over the body and mind. Some appear to be using their powers to lend aid to others, but more than a few are using their powers for selfish gain. This past week, we have gotten reports of several dozen robberies occurring, from muggings on the street to yesterdays cleaning out of the vault of the Tri-National Bank. The women use their powers to incapacitate their victims and steal from them while defenseless, or they use their powers to influence their victims into giving them anything they desire. While some powered women are volunteering their time and efforts to stopping these rogues, it does not appear to be enough. The powers allow these women to perform their criminal acts almost spontaneously and without warning, and with more becoming empowered every day, who knows when the next one will strike, or from where?”

Joe stopped reading, closed the page, and shook his head. “Jesus,” he said. “What is with these women?”

Friday, June 10, 2011

Sex Mage World


This is a revised version of the Sex Mage World concept.

This world supposes an alternate version of Earth where every female on the planet gains Sex Mage powers. The general populace is unaware of the cause of this phenomenon, but over time learned to adapt to this radical shift in power. One could argue that, at least in some societies, women were already becoming the more openly dominant sex, though one could also argue that women had always had a significant, if more subtle, rule over the men in their world. The arrival of Sex Mage powers has simply given women an even greater advantage over men than ever before.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Revised Sex Mage Power Set

As the title says, this is a revision of the Sex Mage Power Set. In general, the Sex Mage has been depowered somewhat, with almost all the powers limited to being dependent on sex and sexual energy itself to function. A couple powers were removed as well, and the layout is generally better organized.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Elemental Bath

Max lowered himself into the hot tub, wincing as his sore muscles protested his movement. The water was that perfect temperature where if you moved, it would be almost too hot to tolerate, but if you held still, it would soothe the aches and pains away. Max settled into the curved seat, submerged just past his shoulders, and settled his head back against the nook which served as a headrest. He closed his eyes and let out a breath. After an 18 hour shift of solo work, this was exactly what he needed, especially when said shift had ended with him getting punched into the ground by a giant cyborg yeti. Or was it a sasquatch?

Oh, what the hell was the difference? Either way, he’d gotten pounded through six feet of steel-reinforced concrete before being left for dead. Fortunately, Max, aka “Max Out” was tougher than that, and had proceeded to pull himself out of the small crater, leap onto the creature’s back and smash away at it, until its robotic parts were in pieces, and its organic parts were black and blue and bloody.

It had been a nice comeback, but didn’t change the fact that Max felt like a tin can that had been left on the railroad tracks. Of course, it was only then that a fellow superhero had finally gotten over to Max to lend a hand. You would think a massive team like the Centurions would always have plenty of people to spare, but there you go. Apparently, today had just been one of those days where a few dozen things decided to go wrong at once, and the whole team had split up to handling multiple crises.

Now back at the base and finally able to grab some r-and-r, Max was trying to boil the aches out of his muscles. He lay soaking for a good ten minutes, eyes closed and breathing calm, before he decided he was good. About to step out, he opened his eyes and jumped when he saw someone sitting directly across from him. He fist was reared back ready to strike before his eyes fully focused on who it was.

“Fucking hell, Rain,” said Max, lowering his fist. “Give me a freakin’ heart attack why don’t you.”

Rain, the slim, dark skinned woman across from him had raised her eyebrow at Max’s sudden defensive jolt. “Sorry, Max,” she said. “You looked so peaceful I didn’t want to disturb you.” She watched Max catch his breath. “Are you okay?”

Max nodded. “I’ve just had a really long day and a rough night. Got hammered into a street.”

“Ah,” said Rain. “You okay?”

Max shrugged. “Feeling a little better.” He settled back down into the seat. “How about yourself?”

Rain shrugged. “Long day as well. We had to drive a bunch of shark mutants back to the ocean.”

“Shark mutants again?” said Max.

Rain raised her hands up in a shrug. “I know, right? Appears to be a splinter group from Dr. Chimera’s original batch. We figure they—”

Max raised his hand and shook his head. “That’s okay, I don’t need the briefing.” He still looked tired.

Rain smiled slightly. “You really are roughed up.”

“Be fine after a night’s rest,” said Max. He winced as he started to stand. However, as he stood, two tendrils of water rose up, grasped him by the shoulders, and pulled him back down into the seat.

“Before you go, let me give you a little something to help you relax,” said Rain. She gave him a warm smile.

Max smirked back, and said, “Be gentle.”

Rain closed her eyes and concentrated, extending her thoughts into the water of the tub, commanding its motions and shaping as she desired. Max felt the water around him ripple, like a concentrated current, all along his body. Then, the water pressure increased, squeezing every inch of him, the grip getting tighter and tighter, then suddenly releasing. Then, only certain areas of the water pressed against him, in a rolling series of squeezes that seemed to seek out where Max was most sore. Max let out a breath and let himself wince or gasp when one of the pressure spots struck a particularly sensitive area. When it did, the pressure would concentrate there, and begin to rub against him, like a liquid hand. The water flowed and pressed and caressed him all over, massaging his sore muscles thoroughly and precisely.

Rain smiled as Max let out a soft moan as her liquid massage worked its soothing touches over him. Max closed his eyes again and her body became translucent as she shifted her form into living water and joined the liquid around them. Her consciousness and senses extended to every single drop within the hot tub. She felt Max sitting inside her, felt his every curve, nook and cranny as the water pressed against him. She continued to massage him, even as her thoughts turned to somewhat less relaxing activities.

Max’s eyes snapped open again as he felt something swirl around his cock. A concentrated whirlpool of water flowed around him, sucking him. His eyes snapped open and he saw the Rain was gone, or, rather, that she’d shifted her physical body to join the water. He swallowed, slight sweat breaking out on his skin, and not just from the heat of the tub. Max was superhumanly strong and tough, but when Rain did this trick, turned herself into water and enveloped him like this, he felt like he was wrapped in something so much stronger. Rain was a force of nature, one you were glad was on your side.

Despite his tough guy exterior, the feeling of vulnerability excited Max, something Rain knew quite well. As the little whirlpool gently sucked his cock, he went erect quickly. The whirlpool began to ripple up and down, multiple liquid rings stroking him like tight lips just out of sequence, like several blowjobs overlapping on his cock at once. Max let out a low groan again, and gripped the edges of the hot tub. His fingers left noticeable impressions on the metal frame of the tub.

Rain felt Max’s cock grow hot and hard within her waters, felt its pulsing throb all throughout her being. Physical sensations were different in her liquid form, more a sense of pressure and motion than tactical sensation, but the throb of Max’s cock sent pleasant vibrations through her. As his pleasure grew, so did the twitches and jerks of his muscles, the hum of his groans, which caused her waters to ripple with pleasurable trembles. The more pleasure he felt, the more she felt.

Max’s breathing was getting heavy. The whirlpool around his cock became more frantic, drawing more pleasure from him, spiraling him ever faster towards climax. He let go of the tub, instinctively trying to clutch at the body he knew should be there, but his arms found only water. However, the water rose to meet him.

Rain was buzzing with pleasure now, and couldn’t hold herself back. As Max reached for her, she reached out to him, and the water in the tub rose up, encasing Max in a large liquid bubble. Tubes of air connected to his nostrils and mouth to allow him to breath, but he was otherwise completely encased. The pressure in the water increased, squeezing Max tightly, and he briefly imagined that his whole body was trapped inside Rain’s pussy, a tight, hot, wet womb lovingly pressing him from all sides. Max’s cock blazed with pleasure, the whirlpool sucked harder and stroked even faster, and with a loud cry, he hit his limit and erupted into the water. Long jets of cum shot through the liquid bubble, his super strength sufficient to propel the first couple shots clear out of the water. The liquid bubble vibrated until steam rose from the surface as Max’s climax cause Rain to experience an elemental orgasm.

After a few more moments, the water dropped back fully into the tub with a messy slosh, and Max dropped back against the seat. A part of the water rose up and Rain reformed into her flesh body, looking quite pleased.

“So, did that help at all?” she said, a little breathless.

Max grinned. “Oh, you know it. Makes me wish I could turn into a fish and just swim inside you forever.”

Rain let out a laugh. “That’s kind of creepy. But kind of hot, too.”

“Well,” said Max as he finally got out of the tub. “Want to join me for bed?”

Rain smiled slyly. “In a minute.” She reached into the water and then raised her hand, trailing a glob of Max’s cum on her fingers. She winked at Max and said, “I think I need a fresher bath.”

Super-Ex


Kate smiled sweetly at him as she stroked him just the way he had always liked.  Don gripped the edge of his seat so hard his knuckles went white.  He grit his teeth and tried desperately not to moan.

"There's no use trying to hide it, hon," said Kate.  "You’re not going to trick me into getting you off. I have super senses and super speed perception.  I can tell to the millisecond when you’re about to blow your load. I know just where to touch, just when to stop and start."

Kate's hands worked their magic, gently kneading his swollen testicles and stroking his iron hard penis first quickly, then slowly, the quickly again. She would occasionally pause to give his shaft quick, rhythmic squeezes, clenching the muscles in a way that mimicked his orgasmic spasms, which caused his body to immediately try and ejaculate. But just before he could, she would cut him off, digging her thumb into the spot just below his penis head, and squeezing around the base of him. The split second his orgasm started to fade, she would resume her strokes. In this way, she kept him riding the fine edge of climax, but never let him go over.

Don let out a suddering gasp.  "Kate... please... please let me cum... please don't... please don't tease me like this!"

"Nope," said Kate.  She laughed as he failed to fight back a groan.  "Shhh... remember sweetie, not too loud.  Don't want to alert the neighbors, after all."  Don's eyes went wide as he remembered they were still on his apartment’s balcony. It was late in the evening and the balcony lights were turned off, but he would be visible enough if one of his neighbors decided to see what the commotion was about. He looked around to make sure no one had spotted them. Kate took advantage of this distraction to kiss his penis gently, providing just enough suction to trigger his climax before she pinched it off yet again.

"Kaaaaaatte..." he gasped.  "Pleeeease..."

Kate let go of him and looked around.  She smirked, then in the blink of an eye, dashed into the house, rummaged through his stuff, then dashed back.  Don didn't even have time to register the absence of her hand before it was back, stroking slowly again, dragging precisely along every sensitive nerve.  She held up a golf ball for him to see.

"Now, Don, please pay attention," she said.  "I warned you that I don't want you to cum unless I say so.  You have a lot of catching up to do for me, Don.  All those times we had sex and I was left unsatisfied... every time you came, stroking off to one of my pictures.  I've decided every orgasm you had at my expense equals a full week without orgasm.  If you're really nice to me Don, I might give you a freebee now and then, but don't hold your breath."

"God... not fair... Kate... no fair..." said Don.  He looked longingly at his penis, her powerful hand touching him firmly, but gently, her face so temptingly close to his crotch.  He wanted more than anything to grab her head and push her mouth onto his cock and fuck her mouth until she was nearly choking on his cum. The bitch deserved that much by now, he thought to himself.

"Well, hon, you're in no position to decide that," said Kate.  "I'm a superhero now.  I've got power you couldn't even dream of.  And if you’re good, I'll watch out for you, I'll take care of you.  But if you're bad, I will punish you.  As far as you are considered, I am the law.  And by my law, your penis is now my toy, and you are now nothing more than my plaything."  She brought the golf ball into view.  "Now, Don, watch closely.  I want to show you what will happen if you don't do as I say."

Don watched as she held the golfball in between her thumb and forefinger.  He jumped as, with a simple, effortless squeeze, she cracked it in two.  The two halves started to fall away, but she caught them instantly, held the halves out in her open palm.  Then she closed her hand and made another effortless squeeze.  Don broke out in sweat and his eyes went wide as a loud cracking and crunching sound was heard.  Kate opened her hand and turned it slightly, dumping a small pile of dust into the evening breeze.

"If you ever cum without my permission again, then I will do to your testicles what I just did to that golf ball."

Don's eyes were so wide they seemd like they would pop out of their sockets.  Don looked horror struck at the hand that stroked him, his fear making his penis wilt for the first time since Kate had sat him down in that chair.  Kate smiled and leaned down, kissing his penis again, this time rubbing her tongue against the tip. The intense pleasure made him jerk in his seat with a gasp, and his penis stiffen to full once again.  Her pace quickened and despite himself, Don was rapidly approaching orgasm again; he couldn't even guess how many times it was now.

Of course, she stopped his climax yet again, pressing and probing her tongue and fingertips into just the right spots.  Don shook and moaned loudly as she held him on the screaming edge for nearly a minute.  Unable to stop himself he clawed and scratched at her hand and arm trying desperately to free himself from her grip, but to no avail.  He tried to push her head away, but she would not be budged. He tried to squirm his hips away from her, but she followed his movements easily. Don let out a primal yell of anger and lust.

"Hey, what the fuck is going on out there?!" said a voice.  His neighbor in the next apartment over threw open a window and looked outside.  Kate had to force a fist against her mouth to keep from busting out laughing at Don's mortified expression.

"Don? Is that you?" said the neighbor, his vision not yet adjusted to the darkness.  Out of the corner of his eye, Don saw Kate vanish instantly. However, he still felt her hand. Apparently the minx could also turn invisible!

"Don, what are you doing out there?" his neighbor had found a flashlight and shone it over to Don.  For a moment, Don could only gasp in shock, then spasm as Kate brought him to the edge of orgasm again.  His neighbor stood there with his jaw dropped.

All of a suddenly, Don found himself thrown against his bed, Kate hovering over him laughing hysterically.  She had rushed Don into his bedrom in the blink of an eye, so fast his neighbor probably thought he'd only imagined seeing Don naked and hard on his balcony.  Don was pissed and stood up on the bed, his hands forming into fists.

"Dammit, Kate!  What the hell was that?" said Don.  "Stop doing this to me, I did nothing to deserve this!"

Kate’s face flickered from amused to pissed in a heartbeat.  Her eyes flashed with violet light, and Don felt himself knocked over by an sudden burst of force.  Another flash, and Don cried out, curling into fetal position. He felt like someone had just slapped him in the balls with a dictionary. “Nothing?” she said through grit teeth. “You think three years of treating me like a damned blow up doll is nothing?” She realized her fists were clenched, and she caught herself before she hit him with another force blast. She took a deep, breath and composed herself, letting her smile return as she saw Don’s shiver form, his penis still hard, a throbbing with desperation.

"Well, Don, its getting late," she said. "I really should get going.  I think I can hear a bank being robbed across town. Now, remember what I said, no cumming without my say so, or its good bye balls.  If you do it again after that, it'll be good-bye penis."

"S-superheroes shouldn’t act like this," whimpered Don.

Kate laughed.  "Hey, you try being a goody two-shoes 24/7 and not start to get sadisctic urges.  I have to tell you, I actually appreciate this quite a bit.  Not only do I get to have my revenge on you, I get to vent some of these very unheroic urges of mine.  Well, toodle-oo, ‘sweetie.’  Sleep tight, better not have a wet dream tonight!" With a laugh she took off, out through the window, leaving Don to sigh with relief and tremble with fear as he tried to resist the terrible, burning desire to stroke himself to orgasm.