Do I Really Want You?

So I read the reviews and I noticed someone suggesting I go into Derrick's point of veiw . . . and what do you know I had one ready and wating for you all. Seriously though, this story would be incomplete if I did not have some chapter's from his perspective. I mean he read's minds and we all want to know what's going on in a mind reader's head. I also really enjoyed working from his angle, his mind is so complicated.

So Rate and Review, and Enjoy.

Also the '' are the thoughts and I also specifically say "so and so thought etc.", so you shouldn't get to confused.




Derricks point of view


I sighed, running my hands over my face. I wondered what I was doing. What was I trying to prove, messing with this girl? I looked over to Chelsea and sighed again. I hadn’t been completely honest with Sonia. Chelsea and I weren’t together exclusively but, we did hook up. And Sonia was right Chelsea was a nice girl and we did look good together. But she wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted Sonia. I wanted her mind. I loved how she thought and maybe I loved her to. I wasn’t trying to lie to her earlier but, love wasn’t a concept I was sure I understood.

I mean how did you know, you loved someone?

I knew I could honestly say I loved her thoughts because I was more than fond of them and it was more than like and to me that was love. But I wasn’t stupid enough to not realize this was on a small scale for small things. Sonia, I wondered if I could love the person behind the thoughts. I felt I was too young for love. I mean I was eighteen, nineteen once we graduated in like two months. I had a better grasp then a five year old but probably the understanding of a 15 year old when it came to this.

I wondered what she was doing right now. What was she thinking? Was it about me? It probably was. I smiled at that and I saw my friend’s eyes on me. I had been brooding ever since I had left her. I hadn’t wanted to leave her but I had and it was like a bit of torture. It was fun to listen to her thoughts uninterrupted. It was more fun to stimulate her into thinking. She was such a quirky little bird and I was still entrapped by her.
I felt hands on my shoulders, rubbing them. I didn’t jerk them off and I didn’t lift my head. It was Chelsea. I knew her mind from miles away.


'I wonder if there’s something bothering him, or does he need a quick fix,' Chelsea thought. 'I wonder if he met up with some girl and can’t stop thinking about her.'


There goes her jealousy. I know I had said Sonia was cute with her jealousy. Which was almost nonexistent compared to Chelsea. Chelsea could turn nasty in a bout of jealously. She was a sweet girl on the outside but on the inside she was just as insecure as Sonia maybe even more so and when we had been exclusive every other girl had been the enemy. I sighed as I remembered her past altercations involving me. I’m not going to hide it. I liked women a lot, and I was a flirt, I was a friendly person. I wasn’t one to cheat, or stray but we hadn’t been exclusive. We were more like sex buddies, honestly. But she hadn’t liked that at all. But she had known about my other girls and I didn’t lie to her. So when she asked me to date her only, I hadn’t seen a problem because like I said I had thought she was the one whose thoughts captivated me. She wasn’t . . . I learned that later.

Sonia and Chelsea’s thoughts carried the same vibe, they were calm and collected and constant, but Chelsea always had some underlying . . . thing lacing them. I still can’t place what it is but, sometimes it’s even a little scary for me. I have to work on that some more.

“Derrick what’s up you haven’t said anything for awhile,” Bobby asked.

“I’m just thinking,” I said. “What do you guys want to do next?”

“How about snorkeling with the others,” Ricky suggested.

Our teacher had basically planned for us to do certain events on certain days and times, since this was mostly supposed to be an “academic” trip. But you couldn’t just come to Hawaii and not experiences the sights. Or there beautiful waters and even prettier ladies. I liked to look, sue me. So today at this moment in time it was either snorkeling or surfing lessons. I wasn’t that much of a fan of snorkeling and surfing had sounded pretty cool but that list had filled up quickly so I had to wait. It wasn’t a big deal. Today was the day to relax before we all had to get to work.


'I wonder if he still wants me,' Chelsea thought. 'I wonder if I’m bothering him by clinging to him like this even though were broken up.'


It wasn’t really so much of a bother as a wonder. Chelsea when I had met her had been sort of shy and when she felt people didn’t like her, she wouldn’t bother with them. It was How Sonia was as well, I was learning. So it was a surprise to me that she still had enough nerve to hang around me. She moved closer to me laying her head on my arm and I sighed. I wasn’t going to push her away, it would be rude but it was too hot for her to hang all over me.

“Not, now,”I mumbled quietly. “It’s too hot.”

She sat back slowly trying not to draw attention to herself. Her thoughts were whirling now. It had stung a bit when I had said that and now she was feeling hurt. Outwardly she didn’t show it but inwardly. I wanted to say sorry to smooth things over but she didn’t know about my little gift of ESP.

“We can check out the snorkeling if you all want,” I said, breaking the sudden tension between Chelsea and I. “I’m game for anything you guys are for.”

“Yeah, snorkeling it is,” Bobby said standing and stretching.

“Let’s go then,” Ricky replied.

I stood as did the others and I watch Chelsea stand as well. We had a few other people with us but in the pecking order of things. It was Ricky, bobby, Chelsea and I at the top. And only those three knew Chelsea and I had broken up. They were my best friends, the guys, and I told them a lot. They didn’t know too much about my gift either. The probably had an inkling, but I wouldn’t say yes or no to any of their answers. Besides we had been together since we were kids. I walked with them with, Chelsea still walking besides me. She was licking her wounds still but she wasn’t going to give up her place besides me.

I wondered how she would feel once I told her that I was feeling Sonia now. I still wasn’t sure how she felt about her. She never thought about her and even when I would purposely let myself get caught watching her Chelsea said and thought nothing. Maybe she didn’t think I was ever looking at her. Maybe she thought I was drifting off into space or something. I would have to watch her for that as well. I didn’t want her to so anything out of jealousy in retaliation towards Sonia when I was the one she should be mad at.

We all walked with the others chatting around me. Chelsea was trying to think of some way to find out what I was thinking. She wanted to know what was wrong with me. She wanted to know if it was any of these Hawaiian sluts that had caught my eye. I had to catch myself at that one. She could cuss like the rest of the world this I knew. But the venom in her thoughts. I monitored her thoughts a little closer, ignoring the others. If it was a Hawaiian girl all she had to do was scare them off because we weren’t staying here forever. But if it was a girl in our class she would have to fix that.

I tried not to stare at her. Where in the hell had all this come from? She had never been this possessive. I knew about her jealousy and envy but to be so possessive of me. I pulled her a little closer to me; to stop her from thinking. She looked up at me and smiled softly. I gave her a small one back and she wrapped her arms around me, her soft skin touching mines. Thinking about it set my mind to thinking about Sonia and how she was alike yet so different from Chelsea.

Chelsea was a petite little thing, with pretty gray eyes and full lips. She had this beauty mark right under her right eye. I use to love to just watch her stroking her long, midnight colored hair. I knew she was mixed the first time I saw her and I always wondered with what. She was mixed with English and Japanese. And she was a gorgeous looking girl. She had long legs and her cute little breasts were always perky and ready to meet my touch. And her voice was always soft and sweet. I knew she could get annoyed and irritated, but to me her voice was always sweet, and full of sugar. I had to admit I really did like that about her. She was getting ready to ask me a question.

“Do you want to sneak off somewhere real quick,” She asked softly, batting her eyelashes.

“Sure, I’m not all that fond of snorkeling anyways.” I said, with a smirk. “Hey guys, will meet up with you were going for a pit stop.”

“You sure that’s all you’re going to do,” Ricky asked.

“There’s nothing else you do, in the restroom,” I replied.

We hung back a bit with bobby raising his eyebrows at me. I just smiled and turned as Chelsea and I found a place where we could unwind a bit. After thinking about her I was actually a little horny. Nothing a quickie wouldn’t fix. Chelsea was silently cheering in her head and was trying to think of how to reel me in with this one. I wondered at this. Chelsea was the one who broke up with me. She said that it felt like we were growing apart and before the gap grew too wide we should break up. I was surprised because I knew how much she liked me in her head. But she wasn’t wrong in the drifting comment. I was moving past her. And my little interest in Sonia had almost reached an obsessive rate by then. I had done a little acting to seem upset to not hurt her feelings completely by being nonchalant and she had bought it and when I had given the ok it wasn’t as crushing to her as it should have been if I had been brutality honest with her.

All the while in her head she was feeling guilty for some reason. I wondered if she had cheated on me. I wasn’t going to say I doubt it but it had seemed pretty unlikely. And as much as that thought should have angered me it didn’t. I was slightly relieved that she was able to move on like I was doing.

“Here looks ok.” She said; I looked around us.

We were slightly in the jungle only slightly and she had pulled me off of the nature track to get us behind a tree. I scoped the place with a curious eye. She had pulled us behind a giant looking tree. It had white colored bark and its trunk was wide. Its branches grew wide as well, shooting way up from the ground with leaves sitting in its height. It was a very good hiding place, plus with all of the foliage of the leaves of other planets and things it would suit us perfectly. I looked back at Chelsea once I was done admiring the scenery. She was wearing a short summer dress that of course looked lovely on her. Chelsea looked at me and slowly came towards me pulling her hair out of its ponytail. I had told her once before that I loved running my fingers through her hair.

“Do you want me to suck you off,” She asked her gray as mesmerizing.

“Are you sure, some one might hear us,” I smirked relaxing against a tree.

“It’s never stopped you before,” She replied, with a slight blush.

“If that’s what you want,” I said.

She moved near me and unbuckled my pants. Sliding them down slightly and then pulling my cock from my boxers.

'Finally,' she thought. 'I’ve been craving this.'

I smirked and touched her hair softly. I didn’t push her into this, sucking cock, or giving head. She had waned to try it and was I really going to turn down a blow job. WE had both found out that she loved down it . . . a lot. I sighed as her mouth descended on my cock. The wet heat of her mouth arousing me. She knew she had to be quick and she sucked me hard. I groaned and let my fingers tangle themselves in her hair. Her hair was so soft and silky slipping threw my fingers.

She cupped my balls and sucked on me hard and fast. I almost wished she wouldn’t her jaw would hurt later. But how could I stop her when it felt like the best thing in the world. She really did know how to do head. I felt my hardened cock starting to leak into her mouth already. She knew how to get me off fast.

'There we go only for me can I make him hard this fast,' She thought smugly. 'And only he can make me this wet this quick, sucking cock.'

I pushed her away gently and then pulled her up to my level. I moved to kiss her but she turned away from me and instead, leaned against our hiding tree, and pulling up her already shortened dress, baring her ass to me. She thought that not letting her kiss me would punish me. She wanted me to yearn for her as much as she had for me. She wanted me to see what it felt like to want someone so desperately that it made you go crazy.

So that was her problem. So maybe in her mind we weren’t even really broken up. Just on a break so I could realize what I was missing. Did . . . Did I do this to her? I stored that question away for later definitely later because her pretty pink lips were glistening for me, and I wanted to give them my thanks. I stepped up behind her and then touched her hips lightly. Admiring there curve and shape. She pushed back against me impatiently.

“Why won’t you kiss me,” I asked, playing along with her game.

“I just don’t feel like kissing now when there are more important things to do,” She said emphasizing this with a shake of her hips.

I chuckled, at that, and inwardly I was still wondering at her thoughts. They were getting more and more strange I would definitely have to say but interesting all the same. I wondered if she had shimmed out of her bikini bottoms while sucking me off. I touched her softly caressing just the lips of her pussy with my finger watching her shiver. She may have wanted me to yearn and crave for her but in the end it would be Chelsea, she would cave and beg me. She was impatient and when she was horny she didn’t like teasing. It doesn’t mean I didn’t do it.

“Ah you’re not ready yet,” I said, feeling how easily my finger slid along her.

“What are you talking about,” She said, looking at me. “I-I’m practically drenched.”

“Really now, well I’ll have to see for myself, I don’t know if I can trust your words,” I said into her ear.

“What, no, Derrick,” She said, her cheeks turning red. “Just stick it in.”

“Stick what in,” I asked bending to my knees.

I pulled her body closer to me and spread her legs. It was always different, staring a girl from behind. But it made her embarrassed and I had to say I liked it. That might have been my thing cute girls who were embarrassed easily got me off. I spread her lips softly and blew against her. I could almost feel her heat wafting back out to me. She whimpered and her thoughts started to become jumbled only one thing was clear though.

'I want him inside me so bad,' She thought. 'I want it now.'

I would need to punish her a bit for her territorial thoughts about me. I wasn’t one to be owned. By anyone, especially, no offense, by a women. I leaned forward and tasted her essence. I couldn’t say I exactly like the taste I don’t think I ever would . . . but the scent was familiar and that was a sort of comfort in a way. I don’t think I was the type to love eating a woman out what so ever. But I did believe in equal pleasure and if this made a women feel good then I would do it for her and enjoy it all the more because I knew it was getting her off.

“I wonder if you like doing this outside,” I asked purposely speaking into her silky folds. She shivered and trembled against the tree. “Where anyone could find us, where anyone can hear us,”

“Derrick,” She moaned. “Hurry up, were suppose to be quick about this.”
I
blew against her again and then dove in holding her cheeks apart and feeling her push back against me as I licked at her clit easily. She liked that the soft almost fleeting caresses. That always left her wanting more. As much as she hated teasing she loved it as well.

“More, Derrick hurry up and stop teasing me,” She said breathily.

I pushed her against the tree as I complied with her wishes, I let my tongue fully touch her clit and pull it into my mouth sucking gently. She moaned softly for me and as I increased the pressure she increased her moans. I smirked at that, waiting for the perfect moment to embarrass her. And watch her pretty little blush come over her cheeks. I was going to pull away at that moment; when we heard noises. People noises mind you, but a lot of people noises.

“All right, kids, stay together and hold your partner’s hand,” A women’s voice rang out. “We don’t want you getting lost up here, it’s too dangerous.”

Ah, it must have been a school field trip and by the sounds of it, either elementary students of middle schoolers. Chelsea froze and at the same time I saw her clenching whole. Ah, she was turned on by the idea of getting caught.

“Derrick,” She whispered.

Perfect. I dove in and vigorously began to assault her clit with my tongue she gasped and almost couldn’t hold back her sounds. She clenched her fingers harder against the tree and pushed back into me.

“All right, now what kind of tree is this, kids,” The teacher (I’m assuming) asked.

It sounded like they were right in front of our tree and because of its width and length they truly couldn’t tell we were there. Only our sounds would alert them to our prescene.

“A palm tree,”

“No, a Macaranga tree,”

“No, it’s a Kapok tree.”

“Good, job, Erica,” The teacher applauded and as I listen she seemed to be nearing out spot. “It is also known as the floss silk tree or the Ceiba tree, it seems Erica might win the nature hike prize.”

Chelsea was shaking now and gushing like a flood. I couldn’t even capture all of her juices without covering myself in them. I pulled away then and she breathed a sigh of relief until I stepped up behind her, and entered her soft, warm, tightness smoothly. She gasped, and I covered her mouth pressing myself against her.

“Not a peep or they’ll know were here,” I whispered into her ear. “And I already know what you’re thinking; we are going to do it right here and now.”

She whimpered against my hand and I began to move inside of her. I loved this feeling. The warmness, the smooth, tightness. The way it seemed to melt around my cock and smother it in good feelings. I couldn’t get enough of this feeling. It was addicting and it felt so good. I pulled back and pushed back inside of her and she inhaled sharply, making pleasurable tingles shoot down my spine. I moved my hand and instead held her by her hips pulling her against me. She was biting her lip. She was talking to herself in her head. And every time I rubbed against her walls it felt like she was crumbling. She was really turned on and sensitive from this situation.

“All right class, now what type of plant is not native to Honolulu,” the teacher asked. “But is seen a lot, around here?”

“The banyan tree,” a little boy answered.

“Good job Eric,” The teacher praised.

I pushed inside her hard and she pressed her face against t the tree. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me roughly. It would be hilarious to see the look on her face if I made our position known. I wouldn’t care. But she would. I moved my hand between her legs and then rubbed her clit roughly. There wasn’t enough time right now to fully tease her. She caught her cry and pushed into me. We were moving fast now in sync. I moved my lips to her neck and licked her skin kissing it and caressing it, and then I angled my cock to her right and I could almost hear the scream boiling in her throat. I covered her mouth again. And then pumped myself within her. It felt good, so good, they way she was clenching me and holding me inside her like she never wanted me to let go. She whimpered softly and seeing her cute flustered face set me off. I pulled out of her quickly and leaned up against her.

I pumped myself in my hands and then groaned against her back as I came. I could hear her breathing and her languid thoughts.

'Oh, god, I needed that, god, I need that so bad and it was so good,' She thought dreamily.

“So Chelsea likes to do it out side, with people around us,” I said into her ear softly, making hr shiver. “Who would have thought?”

“You’re the one,” she breathed.

“Are you going to let me kiss you now,” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I was going to let you tastes this cock of mine that you love so much, but if I can’t have a simple thing like a kiss, why should you get a special treat.”

“Derrick that’s not fair,” She said trying to push my weight off her but I pressed closer.

“It’s just a kiss and you know that I like them; like you like your special treat,” I said. “I can let it go if you want.”

“No, asshole,” she said.

'Damn it, he’s tricking me, into giving him this,' Chelsea thought. More like pouted. 'But I didn’t even get a little . . .'

She turned around and pulled my face to her’s ignoring the giggles of the kids as they started to leave. She wrapped her arms around me and let her free hand slid between us to latch on to my cock. Or her cock as she like to refer to in her head. She pulled away and then bent to her knees again. She sucked on my cock until all of my left over cum that I had held back was in her mouth and down her throat. She loved to swallow. I would never understand why, I wouldn’t drink down something that came out of another person’s pee hole. Even though I was a guy and it was a little sexy in a way I still could not understand why she loved it so much.

“You do give the best head,” I groaned.

“Of course,” She smiled, licking her lips almost in pleasure. “Should we head back now?”

“Probably” I replied.

She nodded and rearranged her clothes, and slipped on her bikini bottoms. I wondered how she was going to feel walking with her juices slipping down her thighs. I smirked as I thought about it. It may not have seemed big but it was a punishment she felt. As her thoughts raced.



We made it back in probably a half an hour after we had left our friends and they were all waiting with the rest of our group. I looked up and saw that they were all strangely quite in the way that meant they were mesmerized. I quickened my step a bit to see what was up and Chelsea kept up alongside me. I looked over them to see Sonia, and her friend laughing on the end of the dock where they were hanging out. It seemed they had just finished up with their turns and was air drying in the sun. They were both dripping wet. I had to remember to calm myself as I looked at her.

There was something about her that I loved. Not the whole girl just yet, mined you but the way she held herself up. She had her arms securely around her breasts which she thought were too big, but to me they were perfect for her. They fit her curvy frame which was curvy in a bigger sense but not grossly overweight. But she fit perfectly in my hands. Her legs were long even with her short frame they made up most of her height. But they looked shapely, the next time we were alone I would have to touch them more. Girls were supposed to look like her in my mind. And they were supposed to look like Chelsea as well. Sonia’s hair was slicked back from the water her braids sometimes falling from behind her ear. Her light brown eyes were sparkling slightly, and I could see them better since she wasn’t looking down from embarrassment. Her eyes were beautiful, I wasn’t going to say they were her best feature but it was another part of her that I was finding that I really liked. I almost groaned at seeing here in her bathing suit which fit her perfectly . . . she looked so good. Looking at her was making me ready to go for another round.

I loved the way her skin was glistening in the sun. Her chocolate tone, arousing for some reason. It strangely made me think of something sweet and how it must taste, like chocolate melting in my mouth that if I tried. It made me feel like she would melt right under my hands. I really wanted to see that, to see what kind of faces she made as I touched her to hear more of her soft embarrassed moans. Well, If I never fell in love with her I would at least get the joy of being the first to touch her. Yeah, I knew she was a virgin it’s hard not to when you can read people’s minds. It’s not like she thought about it constantly but when I actually tried digging deeper into her head I found that little tid-bit. I noticed that she was actually pretty short compared to Katrina, who was more of my height. Think of perfect model material with a little extra bit of tits.

Katrina who I assumed was her best friend was next to her poking and prodding her, sometimes sneaking in a grope or to; laughing the whole time. Sonia didn’t seem to upset with it though then I heard there thoughts. Well I searched them out actually.

'At least she’s not groping me anymore,' Sonia sighed in her head. 'Although I still have no clue why she likes doing it in the first place.'

Katrina looked at me for a moment noticing I was there. I wasn’t going to say that she seemed so wise and all knowing but she wasn’t stupid either. She seemed to give me a more thoughtful look. It was calculating like I was expecting of her best friend.

'Ah, so her obsessions came down here . . . huh . . . I thought she said they had broken up.'

What . . . did she mean by that? When did Sonia and I ever get together?

She tapped Sonia on the arm and whispered something to her. Sonia’s eyes widened. I couldn’t tell what they were thinking while they were talking; their thoughts were running to fast through their minds.

'Really here, I wonder if he’s seen me already, I wonder if I look weird, are my clothes straight, ok calm down, it’s not like you haven’t seen him before, really close to you kissing you and then . . .,' She was blushing I could tell and a smile came over my lips.

She looked over to where Katrina pointed very carefully; I acted like I couldn’t see her watching me. Her thoughts were starting out good she was all happy and giggly. It was really cute and then suddenly her mind went blank for a moment. I looked at her and she was looking, right at me now. But no, her eyes were slightly focused on Chelsea and I, and then I noticed her gaze going downwards. I looked down there as well.

Shit, Chelsea, she was holding my hand tightly in hers, her arm wrapped around mine. She was leaning her head against my shoulder and as I was looking at her she leaned up a bit and kissed me. I was not prepared for it, so I didn’t pull away, fast enough. Ah, crap Sonia was going to think something was going on which it was in a way but not in the way in which she was thinking. I quickly let go of Chelsea’s hand and stepped away I resisted the urge to wipe my mouth. I had forgotten all about her being there. Chelsea looked at me a little hurt.
“What’s wrong now,” She thought, she tried to follow my gaze and I quickly averted it to Bobby who was the closet to the dripping girls and not girls.

'I bet he’s eyeing that little tramp Katrina,' She thought spitefully. 'She is closer to his height and stuff, and not as shy and embarrassed as me . . . plus she’s way more experienced than me.'

Well at least it wasn’t Sonia but this was her friend, so I needed to divert Chelsea away from her as well.

“Chelsea sorry but my hands getting a little sweaty,” I said, slipping my hand back into her’s.

She looked a little surprised but then smiled shyly while in her head she was grinning triumphantly. Sonia was watching us I could recognize her gaze and it pained me as I returned Chelsea’s smile knowing Sonia was going to take it the wrong way. Damn, it for my wandering gaze.

“All right you all, it’s time for lunch, we can come back later,” The teacher said. “On the bus or you get left.”

Where in the hell had he come from? I was slightly thankfully for the interruption. We all turned to walk back towards the bus except for Sonia who was sulking angrily at the water. Katrina was with her trying to figure out what her problem was. I wanted to explain. I need to explain at least to her, if I never did to anyone else that I really did like her and I was fond of her. Chelsea was . . . she was unexplainable. I feigned need into tie my shoe convincing the others to go back onto the bus first. Chelsea never budged opting to wait with me till I finished. Of course she would. I bent as if I was tying my shoe and suddenly I could feel Sonia’s presences near me.

“Hi, Sonia, Katrina,” Chelsea said to them in good spirits.

“Hi,” Sonia replied softly while in her head spitting fire at me.

'Stay away from me, you liar,' She hissed into her head, storming past me.

Katrina followed almost struggling with her long legs to keep up.

“Sony, what’s wrong, what’s got your panties in a bunch all of a sudden,” She asked.

Fuck, I really screwed up, I sighed following after them. I noticed they were basically dry now. Chelsea was smiling happily in her head. She had forgotten her dislike just a moment ago for Katrina and was now all happy that I was holding her hand. God, I had screwed this up. It was going to take a lot of fixing to get her to talk to me again.