jims legacy 01 - jim sees dead people

by D. R. Rosier

  He said, “Hi, I’m Rick, first day here?” God she is beautiful, I hope she isn’t stuck up.

  Ding! We have a winner, players don’t care if girls are stuck up, cause all they care about is fucking and running, or stringing along.

  I said, “Hi Rick, I’m Mina. And yes, I’m a Junior but also a fresh transfer, first day here. Just signed up for all my classes.”

  Rick smiled, “Want to grab a coffee? I can show you around, unless you already memorized the maps?” Good one Rick, nice joke.

  I smiled back at him and closed my radar off, people should be granted their thoughts in private. Well once I figure out they aren’t a creep anyway. For the most part, consistency is a sign of a weak mind, plus sometimes I am just a nosy bitch.

  I said, “Coffee sounds great, and my map studying isn’t scheduled until tonight so you can save me some time and effort.” I winked. “Lead the way.”

  He had short blond hair and grey eyes, about 6’ tall and had on some nice clothes. He was toned, in shape, but not grossly muscular. I wasn’t panting but my body was definitely interested.

  I asked, “So how about you?”

  He replied, “Senior, although I have a few more to go, lawyer etc…”

  She grinned and said, “Yeah, I thought about that route, but I’m going doctor since I can’t stand the sight of blood.”

  He was kind enough to chuckle at my old cheesy joke, but that wasn’t nearly as bad as my vampire humor. Thank god I couldn’t talk about that.

  I really couldn’t help the follow up joke, even though I knew it was horribly cheesy, “But don’t worry, if I was afraid of the sight of lawyers I wouldn’t be studying to be a doctor.”

  There was a coffee kiosk right outside the college cafeteria. He looked surprised when I ordered a normal straight black coffee, none of those girly coffee creations for this chick. I had inherited my father’s silly sense of humor, but at least I was able to keep those thoughts shut up in my head… Mostly. Except for those two jokes in the last minute that proves I can’t.

  We had a really good time as he showed me around, realizing he had a goofy sense of humor too made me wonder if that’s why he was growing more attractive to me as the afternoon wore on. I refused to follow that thought to its logical conclusion however.

  He was dropping me off at my dorm around 5 and started to look awkward, so I stuck to my guns and…. I am such a liar. I totally opened my mind to be receptive to his.

  He smiled at me. Should I ask her out? If she says yes should I kiss her?

  Aaah, should have known, standard guy fear of rejection crap. All of them do that, even the ones that swagger and look so confident that makes you believe they must think the whole world will swoon at their feet. Nope, total fakers. The sad part is it works. People love confident people, even the fake ones, because they are all fake. So there is no way to tell the difference.

  Oh there are confident people about most other stuff. Like sports or their job. I am just talking about the interpersonal fear of rejection when opening up intimately to a fellow human being. Or in my family’s case, a fellow being period. Not necessarily human.

  This guy was so adorable. I stepped up and kissed him on the cheek with a smile on my face. I knew he could take this one of two ways, either he would think I just gave him the friendship brush off kiss, or the physical contact would enable him to get around to asking me on that date sometime tonight.

  I was surprised how nervous I was at the setting sun. My father had told me that most vampires are sadistic and borderline evil. That our town was kind of a sanctuary for the good ones and any slaves that escaped. So my first night away from home, and away from the protection of my family, I was a bit nervous. Not a big deal for most people, who aren’t related to things that go bump in the night.

  I am different. I know better, there are monsters down the hall, under the bed and in the closet. Granted in my case it was usually a relative, but not anymore.

  Of course I was being silly, I could stop a vampire with a thought, really the only danger I could get into would be the human kind. Unless I was caught by surprise of course, then I’d be unconscious or dead before I could even recognize the threat. All this ran through my mind in moments until he finally asked me.

  “You doing anything tomorrow night? There is a park concert nearby here,” he trailed off at that point.

  I smiled at him and said, “Love to.”

  He stepped into me and pulled me in his arms and totally went for the hot kiss. I guess he got over…. My thoughts scrambled. Mmmm, this is a really good kiss…

  I lightly moaned into his mouth, my nipples grew taut and my large areolas puffy and sensitive as they started to tingle. I moaned again as I pushed my body up against his, grazing my sensitive nipples against his chest. He finally broke the kiss and had a good smile going, I could feel his hard manhood pushed up against me, at least until he stepped back.

  “Goodnight Mina, see you tomorrow, oh, wait, what’s your number.”

  We exchanged numbers and said goodnight. I knew that it was too early to take him back to my dorm room. Hell I haven’t even met my roommate yet. My clit however was a stubborn bitch, she was whining up a storm about letting the dick, I mean the guy, get away from us… I mean me.

  God I was so almost a slut, in my head I was, but I always seemed to do the right thing. The accepted thing. I didn’t want to be used or anything, hence my rejection of all those players. But I wouldn’t mind some slutty sex in between the respect parts… Respect me, love me, screw my brains out. My mother Nikki would understand that, but then Angels were total sluts and absolutely addicted to sex. I read her mind once and wow, it was hot but very disturbing.

  I headed into my dorm, my clit finally quiet, or at least, not yelling anymore. I went up to my dorm room and walked in, eager to meet my roommate. She looked up when I walked in. She had long curly brown hair, a cute face and hazel eyes. She wasn’t fat, but she did sport some love handles. She also had a very nice set of D tits, bitch.

  As she took me in I heard in my head. BITCH. That made me smile and introduce myself. You see, translated that means she thinks I’m hotter than she is. Because woman like men do the judgment at first glance too, a little differently of course, but they still do. I’ve had some great friends that started out with that as their first thought of me. Oh, I guess my bitch thought was about my jealousy of her tits. I was always annoyed my mother and sister sported those nice size C’s and there I was without. Really, the genes so did not come through for me.

  “Hi, I’m Mina,” I say with a big smile. Oh crap, I sound like a pod person, I better tone it down, maybe bitch a little, “I’m exhausted, been a long first day.”

  She smiled back at that last part and said, “Tell me about it, I’m Tracy, Medical student.”

  I smiled and said, “Cool, me too, maybe we are in some of the same classes?”

  Her smile faltered for a second and then came back, I understood that meant she lost her edge, figured she could at least beat out the cute short Eurasian bimbo with her major. I thought she was being too judgmental with herself, she really was cute, and the word for her body was voluptuous.

  She had it going on in my opinion. I liked my petite body but always wished I was a little taller with bigger tits, but I had to admit I had a positive effect on most men so I couldn’t complain. My B cups looked nice and perky, and not small since they were proportional with my body. I can’t imagine they would sneeze at Tracy’s nice D size breasts either.

  I started to unpack my suitcase as we chatted about classes, of which we shared two, third year bio and chem. She was looking through her stuff when I started to change, not even thinking about it I was shortly standing naked in front of Tracy looking through my just packed closet for something to wear for sleep. Suddenly I heard a gasp which made me jump around and look around wondering what was wrong.

  Then I noticed Tracy was staring at me, intently, her eyes wide.

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p; I said, “Oops, is there a protocol for this, at home I had a nosy younger sister and a bunch of aunts. I just kind of got used to being naked and changing in front of females. Was I supposed to warn you or something?”

  Tracy just stared, letting me babble on awkwardly so I just kind of trailed off and turned back around. I had a feeling Tracy was attracted to me but I really didn’t want to know. I was hot from the earlier kiss still and Tracy was attractive to me…. My nipples tightened when I had noticed her intense warm hazel eyes drinking in my body. Maybe I could just peek in her mind a little bit…

  I was afraid if I heard naughty thoughts out of her I would just jump her, right now, while naked.

  While that sounded intriguing for the future, my first hour with my new dorm mate seemed like a bad place to start, what if she is nuts or something and I couldn’t get a transfer out of here? I quickly found an old pair of comfy sweats and threw them on. I didn’t even bother with panties or a bra, just getting it done quickly so she could stop staring.

  Here less than a day and I already wanted to mount a cock and I was planning the safest route to a lesbian tryst with my roommate. What the hell has come over me? Maybe the freedom of no family barging in let me relax more? Or something to that effect? Maybe I was just a little slut. Although no, if I just wanted cock I could play all the players, after all with my abilities I had the clear advantage. I wanted respect and cock… And maybe some pussy too? With love maybe in the future.

  I smiled and looked her up and down and said, “My turn for a show.” Damn, stupid nervous humor, I could usually suppress the stupid shit my brain came up with most of the time but right now I was flustered by her stare, and more horny than I wanted to admit to myself.

  I blushed, “Sorry, bad joke. Although I do think you are attractive. It’s a nerves thing, sometimes silly inappropriate crap falls from my tongue. Especially when I am nervous and embarrassed.”

  Tracy tilted her head in disbelief, “You’re nervous?”

  I nodded, “New school, first day, brand new roommate I know nothing about. I thoughtlessly, through habit of sharing space with other females, stripped in front of you. How about nervous wreck?”

  I shrugged and sat down on my bed.

  She paused for a minute then said, “Attractive? Really?” She sounded surprised.

  I didn’t answer out loud, but I am sure she read between the lines when I looked up and blushed. Even someone down on themselves could see the obvious. Well a woman could anyway.

  Eventually the blush went down and we started to talk, without the minefield. I actually think me embarrassing myself by stripping and telling her she was attractive within 15 minutes of meeting her actually helped. She obviously wasn’t intimidated anymore by my beauty. I was way too much of a freak for that to matter.

  At least I managed not to look at the angel. She looked just like Nikki in body, most of them do. The only real differences seem to be eye and hair color, maybe some subtle facial structure differences. This one was a redhead with green eyes. Oh shit, no way…. I looked at her carefully out of the corner of my eye and she had a knowing smirk on her face. No fucking way, a built in spy in Andrea, who I don’t know much about except she comes by to rut with Uncle Sam on occasion. What. The. Hell!

  I can’t even glare at her either or Tracy will think I’m crazy, or at this point let’s go with crazier. I open my mind enough to direct a thought but not so she can read my thoughts. This better be a weird ass coincidence, tell me you aren’t here spying for my family and let me read the truth, or Ill steal your power and banish your red haired ass all the way back to heaven.

  Andrea blushed and opened her mind. She had requested this assignment with my roommate, at my father and uncles request. The only good news is she won’t spy for them on what I do or report anything, only run to them if I am in trouble or need help. So apparently I was free to do whatever I wanted, as long as I stayed out of life threatening trouble that is.

  I nodded minutely. Sorry I over reacted, this is my first time for some freedom, most people get that at 18, here I am 21 and I don’t want or need a babysitter. Or a spy. Glad you’re just here as a lifeline in case I get in deep shit somehow.

  Andrea said out loud, which a normal human like Tracy couldn’t hear. “Sorry for the smirk, it was uncalled for. I think I understand though, he is lucky you didn’t run away years ago. I won’t spy on you, but I am also here to talk if you need a sounding board. It will never get back to your father no matter what we talk about, or what you do.”

  Was she flirting with me? Holy shit. I nodded again subtly as Tracy and I continued to talk about our past and just get to know each other, she was funny as hell. She was too judgmental of her body, but I don’t think it was because of guys in her school, someone else in her life was the asshole putting her down. Maybe a family member, most guys would drool and think Damn, I’d like to slide my rod between those tits.

  I resisted the urge to read her and just chatted. Before I knew it, it was time for sleep. I also couldn’t wait for the concert tomorrow night. I was looking forward to seeing Rick again.

  We turned off the light and went to bed, my last thoughts of Rick, and the rather large bulge I felt.

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  I woke up shortly after to a moan. I froze and listened half in panic, not remembering where I was for the moment. I heard a low buzz and another light moan. That was a vibrator! I ruthlessly suppressed my urge to giggle, knowing it was a nervous tic more than anything else.

  My nipples tightened and my pussy tingled when I heard the next moan. Dying to know, knowing I was a bad girl for doing so, I opened up my mind to receive only, making sure I continued to block the Andrea.

  Oh god, I bit my lip to stop the gasp, I could feel Tracy’s pleasure as she ran the vibrator lightly up and down the outside of her labia. I could also see Tracy was fantasizing about my naked body, her mind picture was very accurate. She must have been staring at me for a long time, intensely. I kept bending and stretching my body in her full view in her fantasy. She was pretending I was seducing her, hitting on her.

  She imagined I was stroking my labia with my middle finger and licked it seductively in front of her. Oh god, I reached down and did exactly as she imagined and released a soft gasp as I collected my juices then licked and sucked them from my finger seductively, like I was really putting on a show. She didn’t hear me over the sound of her vibrator and her own heavy breathing.

  Next she had me in her fantasy pushing down and rubbing in circles on my clit, as I stared hungrily at her body and licked my lips. I gasped as I started to manipulate my now swollen wet clit while at the same time feeling the sharp pleasure Tracy was feeling of circling her own clit with her little finger vibrator, that was now buzzing a little higher. My left hand found its way to my swollen areola. I bit into my pillow then brushed it while I twisted my nipple hard between my forefinger and thumb.

  God this is so wrong I thought as my gasp echoed hers and my pleasure was getting blurred with hers. I saw myself in her minds fantasy start to play with my own clit with one finger but reach out and pinch hers tightly and order her to cum. “NOW”, I screamed in her fantasy as she pinched her clit between the vibrator and her thumb.

  I clamped my clit as well, no vibrator but between her fantasizing about me, and me being able to feel her pleasure along with my own, plus my nipple play I was pushed into an intense orgasm. I followed her off the cliff into ecstasy.

  I bit down hard on my pillow and managed a short gasp instead of a loud scream, my pussy juice flowing out of my steamy wet box onto my legs and down to the crack of my ass. I slowly caught my breath as she caught hers. I felt dirty that I had joined her pleasure, but only because I did it in secret, not because I shared it with her.

  That was just so hot… I was still turned on. My voluptuous roommate just reached orgasm over me while I did the same for her. My body twitched as I was struck with a small aftershock and my nipples ached for more
attention.

  I resisted the urge to go to her and get in bed with her, just to see what would happen. She would probably just freak, that wouldn’t be normal would it? I rolled over quietly and slowly fell into a deep sleep as my warm pussy juice cooled and dried on my puckered hole. I was extremely thankful now that I had thoughtlessly stripped in front of her earlier. Maybe I should do it again?

  Chapter 2

  I stretched my body luxuriously as I woke up, the sun warm on my arms, legs and face. I looked over and Tracy still looked asleep. I got up and put on my short terry cloth robe and headed down to the showers.

  The hot water felt wonderful on my skin as I washed, cleaning my dried honey off my center brought out a small private smile as I remembered last night. I finished my shower and dried off while planning my day. Classes didn’t start until Monday, so I had a few days to drop by the bookstore for my course books and figure out anything else I needed, but decided to take care of it today.

  Otherwise I would be thinking about the concert with Rick tonight, or busy trying to figure out how to accidentally be naked in front of Tracy again all day long. I put on my matching sexy red lingerie bra and panties. I knew I looked great in these. They contrasted against my lighter skin and dark raven hair perfectly. All three shades complementing and not drowning out or making me look pale.

  Feeling sexy I threw my robe on and headed back to the dorm room. I started looking in my closet for something sexy but casual when I heard Andrea giggle. I opened my senses and felt Tracy staring at me in my lingerie. Hmm, that repeat show I was planning wasn’t hard to pull off, just happened on accident. I pulled out a pair of jean shorts that rode a little high but still concealed all my assets and threw them over on my bed.

  Andrea laughed when I stretched provocatively after removing my robe. Almost exactly like she had fantasized about me doing it last night. When I felt my nipples tighten I wondered if I was a slut and an exhibitionist. I was really enjoying turning my roommate on, when she was sure I thought she was still asleep.