Aldina loved going to bars. Her power of empathy was more then just mere knowledge of emotions. She could feel what other felt, physically and mentally. The feel of a cold glass in their hand, the shouts of joy during a soccer match, and most importantly, arousal at the site of a potential partner.

Sure it made her a bit of a slut, but was it really her fault? When surrounded by constantly suppressed sexual desire, what else could she do but accept it? So that's why she loved bars. A constant flow of emotion and sensation, plus the potential to find new minds and bodies to experience.

Aldina had barely opened her mouth to order a drink when the wave of arousal hit her. She grabbed the edge of the bar and took a deep breath. Who the hell was this horny?! Her empathy had never made her react this intensly before!

Aldina looked up and around the bar. No one had noticed her yet, and she needed to find the culprit fast. She started walking forward. She could tell who the emotion was coming from, but only if she was close enough.

She straightened up, and attempted to regain composure. If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have worn such a short skirt. And probably have worn some panties.

Further into the bar, and the arousal was only getting stronger. It was like entering a thick fog that filled her entire body. Thank God there was a big game, most eyes were on the TV and not on her slowly falling apart.

She saw a man sitting at the bar. He looked like an accountant, and his face gave away no emotion. He just seemed interested in the game. However, Aldina could see that his eyes were shifting to whatever screens were showing the cheerleaders. The way he shifted now and then also gave away the deep arousal that pervaded her own mind.

Her high heels clacked loudly across the floor as she almost ran to him. Good God how was the fog of arousal getting worse?

Aldina grabbed the man's shoulder, and turned around in shock. "Can i-?"

Aldina nodded quickly "Help me, yes yes you can. Come with me to my car right now or God damnit I will tear your clothes off right now"

The man was in shock. "Im uh, sorry is this a prank or-?"

Aldina grabbed his hand and shoved it down her skirt. His hand almost felt cold against the heat of her pussy. "This feel like a prank to you? Just come with me and have a good time asshole"

The man's suspicion evaporated and he obeyed, following her as she nearly dragged him out of the bar and to her car. On the way she tore off her shirt, uncaring of who saw. Her car would conceal them once they got there anyway. Tinted windows were a valuable investment for a telepathic nympho, and well worth getting pulled over for every now and then.

Aldina slammed the door shut as she straddled the man's lap, grinding against his cock through his pants. Thank God it was big, it would have been awful to go through all of this and still be unsatisfied.

"I dont normally-" the man started to talk but Aldina wasn't in the mood for excuses, foreplay, any of that small talk bullshit.

She wrapped her arms around his head and held it close to her chest. The pressure against his face caused her tits to be pushed out of her bra. "Shut up shut up shut up. I just need your cock, give it to me you son of a bitch!" Aldina was panting and nearly sighed in relief at the sound of the man unzipping his pants.

Thankfully he didn't try to talk anymore with a faceful of her tits. In fact he was much more focused on sucking and licking as much of them as he could get in his mouth. It felt divine but it wasn't what she essentially kidnapped him for.

That came next, the tip of his cock pushing against her folds. With a grunt she dropped herself onto it, impaling her pussy all the way to the base of his cock. Aldina let out a long appreciative groan, the waves of both their pleasures flowing through her.

That was what made it all so addicting. In the moment of intercourse, she was the top and the bottom. She felt herself being fucked and fucking herself at the same time. Each thrust and every breath and her hands on his neck and his mouth on her tits all blended together so seamlessly, she felt like they were becoming one creature of pleasure.

She bounced again and again, enjoying the sensation of her tits rubbing against the man's head. God she hadn't even asked his name. She didn't need it, she could feel this man's essence, his entire being, something more concrete then a name.

She could feel what she felt like to him. A pillar of heat and flesh rocking against his hips, squeezing his cock. Her breasts were a welcoming hug that tasted like sweat and perfume. Every thrust into her insides made his body sing, and her body sang back.

Both of their bodies contracted, tensed. The man's cock engorged inside of her and it came, wave after wave and she could feel the cock as if it were own pumping inside of her as she came on it, squeezing it so tightly she thought something would bruise.

Then it was all over. Both of them soaked in sweat and cum, she chuckled softly. Another contact added to the phone, and she was looking forward to calling him.

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