April 15, 1769

We spent the day searching along the shores of the island for a good location to build. Our priorities are that it is accessible from the sea, that it is defendable and that there is building materials nearby. The captain assigned me the double duty of escorting Mr. Banks, the botanist. During the voyage, I tried to avoid the crude and drunken Mr. Banks and this day proved to be even more of an inconvenience. Although it was good to see the botanist excited with something to do, he slowed our progress considerably. He was a different man with his feet on the ground but no less annoying. He did point out why most of the trees would be unacceptable for our needs. Along our way, the native children followed and mimicked and giggled. The real distraction was the young women who flirted just beyond our reach but not beyond our attention. I had to keep the crew in a close group around the itinerant botanist. Many of the crew made feeble efforts to escape our company for that of the native girls. The day was fruitless and the effort was futile. We set up camp for the night and I established a guard, not to keep the natives away but to keep the crew from wandering.

April 16, 1769

Late in the day, we came across a reasonable location. It was the windward side of the island and more weather beaten than we had seen in this lush tropical forest but the wood was stronger and the point of land had our backs to the sea. It was also a day’s walk from the native village and that had become a concern. The natives had abandoned us so far away from their home. We began to set up a temporary camp where the fort would be built around us. There was no port but a ship could get fairly close to shore on one side of the reef. I decided to notify the captain that I had found a suitable location but I knew that I had not explored the whole island yet. Tomorrow, we will walk back to the village and the ship.

April 19, 1769

The captain took faith in my judgement with very few questions. I am disappointed that the ship will remain anchored off the village while we begin construction. The captain plans to depart and explore the nearby islands as soon as possible, leaving myself and a small contingent behind. Although he hasn’t said anything specifically, I suspect the captain shares my concern about fraternizing with the native girls. The captain may not have a proud lineage but he has proven to be an excellent officer and proper English gentleman. He would not likely be completely unaware of the crew’s behaviour but he might place too much faith in them. The crewmen simply take advantage of the situation and cannot be faulted. They have neither the breeding nor the discipline to resist their base urges. As an officer, it will be my responsibility to maintain control of the crew and demonstrate by my own example.

April 20, 1769

A feast from our hosts brought the opportunity to express our plans. The captain conveyed our intentions by drawing in the sand with a stick and making exaggerated gestures. He said that we would need a home if we were to be their allies. Earlier, he had given the crew orders that we were give every impression that we were there to stay, as neighbours. The captain also conveyed that we would like to train a translator among their people by teaching them our language. Then, the captain informed me that I would be obliged to teach their chosen translator. I respectfully offered that Mr. Banks is the scholar and would be a better choice. The captain insisted that Mr. Banks is not a naval officer and that he will be occupied. I accepted my additional duties with no further argument. He also suggested that I make an effort to learn their language while I teach ours. My duties were beginning to weigh upon me. The feast lasted for hours and throughout, their idea of entertainment continued. At first, the dancers were more formal and dressed elaborately and colourfully but it deteriorated into a frenzy of pounding drums and naked breasts. I was appalled at the debauchery of it all. Nearly naked girls gyrating and flirting to the pounding drums. In some sort of fertility ritual, a man and woman feigned having sex on the ground. The crewmen were straining against their lecherous natures and joined the dance. It was humorous to watch them mimic the native dance but I maintained my attention to guard their discretion. There was one particular girl that caught my attention. She would be considered beautiful on any continent. Smooth skin, full firm bosoms and taut abdominal muscles and the way she moved her hips, it was hypnotic with no pun intended. It was her face that captured me. Luminescent green eyes framed by raven-black hair and lips that seemed to be permanently puckered. What little clothing she wore left just enough to the imagination. Apparently, my own eyes caught hers and she invited me to dance. Naturally, I refused. I looked over to see the angry expressions of both the captain and the chief. I began to understand that the chief was offended that I didn’t accept their heathen generosity.

April 22 1769

I led a crew of a dozen and a botanist back to the village. We would be taking the boats to the location of the fort but we first needed to acquire our new student of English. Frankly, I was disappointed that the captain didn’t relocate the ship, at least temporarily. My task becomes more formidable every day but I will perform my duty proudly. I met the native chief, who seemed to be still holding a grudge about the declined hospitality, and he gestured toward his choice for translator. It took all my decorum to not object. He had chosen the same girl that had asked me to dance. I wasn’t expecting a girl, especially not her. Of course, the crew were happy to see her joining us. While rowing to the location, my mind raced with thoughts about how much time I must spend with her and how to keep the crew from teaching her more than proper English. My head ached but I kept my eyes on the horizon and the crew. Only the occasional sideways glance kept me aware that the girl had her eyes on me. I could almost feel her staring at the back of my head, desperately seeking my approval. She would not get it. I had no ill will toward her personally but my position requires that I remain aloof. It is not her fault that she was chosen or even that she is so beautiful but my duties can only be compromised. That night brought a storm and the men and I huddled under the overturned boats on the shore. Although the girl wanted to join us, I pointed her toward the trees and had some of the crew assemble a rough shod shelter out of driftwood and branches. She shivered in the rain and cold all night. I know because I didn‘t sleep either.

April 23, 1769

It was either the reddest sunrise I had ever seen or I was just looking through bloodshot eyes. The clouds sailed away and I ordered the men to build temporary shelters until a barracks can be started. The axes slammed into the trees all day while other crew members strapped wood and canvas together. Everyone worked hard, taking turns hauling and chopping. Nobody wanted to spend another night like that. I led by example and even Mr. Banks postponed his wandering to help as much as he was possible. Not exactly suitable chores for a gentleman and definitely not in his experience but he made an admirable effort. Surprisingly, or perhaps not, the girl was quite a talented thatcher. Work was still not enough distraction for most of the crew and they leered at her . Even my own self-discipline was tested by her considerable charms and I felt obliged to hide them. I offered her an old shirt and a pair of baggy ragged pants that I brought along for work like today’s. She accepted them gratefully and was marvelled at the gift of civilization. Fortunately, they fit her like a tent but I wish she had waited to change into them until I had turned my back. By nightfall, we had one large and one small shelter. They were ugly patchworks of rubble and canvas but they will serve.

April 25, 1769

Mr. Banks and myself had shared the small shelter. It was a tortuous night. I find it hard to fathom how such a well-bred man can be so common. He was almost drooling as he talked about the native girls and took no notice of my disapproval. I was tempted to confront him as he described our female companion in detail but at least one of us must remain a gentleman. Even in sleep, he could not remain quiet. I found myself with plenty of time to think about who are the real barbarians and questioning if the English are truly the superior race. Meanwhile, the girl was sleeping just a few feet away under the boat and only a scrap of canvas separated us. What kind of language could she be learning from our good botanist? Daylight brought a return to some semblance of normalcy and sanity. I ordered half of the crew to begin assembling materials to build barracks and the other half to forage for food. I asked Mr. Banks to lead and advise the latter. I ordered the latter to keep an eye on him and to go in the opposite direction of the village. Turned out that half the village came to us. They were curious about our project and were amused at our ramshackle huts. I had learned from the captain and made exaggerated gestures trying to describe the plans and European architecture. I received plenty of puzzled expressions. It seemed like an opportune time to begin English lessons and I had an eager class of children along with the girl. I just picked out objects and had them repeat the words. Then, I taught them my name and learned some of theirs. Her name is Hinano. May 1, 1769 The captain sent the first officer, Mr. Scuggins, to check my progress. I’m a little disappointed that the captain didn’t come himself. He brought along more provisions but they were hardly necessary. The natives were very generous with gifts of food when they visited and fish seemed to jump into our nets. Still, it was good to have civilized company and I was proud of our development. One of the first things I had taught Hinano, was to curtsey and introduce herself politely. I became a bit perturbed at Mr. Scuggins’ innuendos about Hinano and myself. I felt like the last bastion of civilization. Obviously, Mr Scuggins had not been leading by example. However, even I had to surrender to overwhelming forces. We were surrounded by native girls and I could not be vigilant with the crew all the time. I just kept Hinano safe from the crew’s lascivious whims. That wasn’t easy. Hinano is a friendly and curious girl but I occupied her time and her mind with my lessons. She is a quick learner. She had managed to build her own shelter. It looked like a tent made out of dried grass but still disgraced our huts. It was also elevated of the ground like the other huts of her village. I wish I had thought of that for the barracks because we were constantly brushing out crabs and insects out of beds. Many of the crew had abandoned their hut for hassocks further inshore. May 3, 1769 It has become apparent that the crew has not only been familiar with the some of native girls but they had specific girlfriends among them. I worry that the native men, the fathers and brothers of these girls will become offended but I almost wish they would. They think they are hiding it from me but I am no fool. What was so amazing was that these men are far from the pride of the nation and, yet, these beautiful young girls found them irresistible. I considered ordering the men back to sleeping in their huts but that would be like putting the cork back on the bottle after the genie had escaped. Let them be judged by God. May 6, 1769 I have been summoned back to the ship for undisclosed purpose. I decided to return Hinano to her village rather than leave her there alone. She expressed that she will be glad to see her family again. I was surprised to learn that her father is the chief. My little princess. I am so relieved that the relationship has remained platonic. It could have been catastrophic if the chief had been insulted. The captain received me in his quarters as dinner was being served. Mr Scuggins joined us minutes later wearing a smug smile. The captain seemed upset but not in an angry way. He informed me that he will be taking the ship to explore the nearby islands within the week and mentioned that the chief tried to warn him that the natives of other islands were unfriendly and attacked his island frequently. At least that was what the captain understood him to gesture. These other natives would take anything of value, including some of the women. Of course, the natives of this island would retaliate. “One heathen is no better than another. At least civilized people fight for ideals”, I mentioned. “That leads me to the other thing I wanted to talk about”, the captain added, “These people have been very gracious and it would be rude not to accept their …. gifts”. Mr Scuggins coughed and I looked up to see him biting his lip to hold back a smirk. I told the captain that I understood. He was relieved to put an end to that particular topic and asked me about the progress of the fort. I informed him that the we were having difficulty finding proper building materials but that it will be ready by the time we leave. We concluded dinner with a cup of vinegar, as always. The captain insisted that drinking vinegar would prevent scurvy but it made me nauseous and it spoiled a good meal. I spent the night aboard the ship to return to the island in the morning. Despite the gentle rocking of the waves and the comfortable bed, I found it hard to get to sleep. May 8, 1769 A new day brings a new perspective. I gathered the crew and explained to them what the captain explained to me. It got a little awkward. Mr. Monkhouse asked if it was an order to fornicate with the natives. “I cannot ask you to jeopardize your morals or your commitment to Christian values but you will not be judged by me”, were my exact words and the words I have always lived by. My absence had been a detriment. Virtually no progress had been achieved on the barracks. I notifed the crew that every moment of daylight will be utilized and they will be expected to double their productivity. I was no exception and I doubled my effort to teach Hinano our language. I felt renewed and resolved. Also, I reinstitued the captain’s tradition of forcing the crew to drink vinegar. If the crew will not restrain themselves, maybe I could encourage the natives to. However, for some of the crew, it could only improve their breath. May 13, 1769 What better to teach English than the Holy Bible. I found myself going through it again for strength and was inspired to share it with Hinano. Today, I read the story of Moses to her, with elucidation along the way. She understood God’s vengeance but not the sin that instigated it. We have much more work to do. Perhaps she will even teach her village of the one true God. There must be some sort of heavenly reward for that. Still, I have never been so tested by temptation. The smell of her hair as she turns her head raises animal urges from deep inside. The soft warmth of her cheek just inches away from my trembling hand. My dreams betray me and, in the morning, I pray for strength. May 15, 1769 I found myself questioning God’s will or, at least, his intentions. If this is a test , then why does he test me? Of course, it’s presumptuous and it’s probably a sin to question God. I wish I had paid more attention in church. So, I began to question my own morals. The difference between right and wrong or sin and virtue has a lot to do with circumstance. “Thou shalt not kill” except in defence of one’s country or quite a few other good reasons. This is not particularly profound but just something I always took for granted. I tried to think in those terms instead of the absolutes but then I wondered if I was merely attempting to justify my own desires. My head throbs and I still have no answers. May 17, 1769 May God forgive me for losing my will and my temper today. I found Hinano flirting with Mr. Banks and bruised her arm forcibly. I expected so much more of her and let her know of it in raised voice. “You no lick me”, She yelled back at me. It took a moment but I answered softly, “Of course I LIKE you” , as I held her hands. “You no want me”, she responded with a tear falling down her cheek. “Of course I want you”, I whispered before my lips touched hers. I felt like I was flying. I felt like I was falling into a bottomless pit. I left her leaning against a tree when I regained my intellect. May 18, 1769 I spent all night with a candle searching for the passage in the Holy Book that forbade my love and condemned my lust. I could not find it. Where had I been taught this? It may be the original sin but, without it, it would also have been the last. Perhaps I had found the paradise where Adam and Eve had been banished. All that is left is to take a bite of the apple. May 21, 1769 Three days ago, I gave my overworked crew a well deserved leave. They looked puzzled at first but soon threw their tools into the air in their jubilation. Unfortunately Mr. Monkhouse received minor injuries from a falling axe. Most of them began running in the direction of the village. I turned my attention to Hinano. I watched her sombre face slowly brighten until her cheeks dimpled with a smile. It had been a long time since I had seen that smile but this time it was just for me. It seems sudden now but the next thing I realized was that I was kissing her. We were embraced so passionately that the world around us seemed to disappear. Even the sand we stood upon ceased to exist. It was a little disconcerting and the world came back. I looked around to see who had witnessed this crime of decorum but there was nobody else around. Even Mr. Monkhouse had managed to limp away. We were alone and I was not going to waste another minute. My manhood could no longer be denied. I looked down at the rags I had given her and they looked better than when I had given them but they no longer suited her. I pulled the at the collars and the buttons tore away. She whimpered and I yanked my eyes from those round youthful breasts that begged to be touched. She was shocked that I had destroyed her gift so I took off my shirt and handed it to her. I pulled the rag off her shoulders and wished that I were not so much taller than her so that I could be closer to those breasts. However, my hands were at just the right height. They squeezed against the firmness and caressed the softness. Everything about a woman is a duality and a complexity. They give so much and need so much. Men are simple, by comparison and all I needed was her. She led me by the hand to her tent of grass and let go to slip inside. I stood there, mindlessly as I watched her slide the pants down her legs. It seemed so erotic that my old pants had been so close to her naked hips. Now it was my turn. I slid in beside her and removed my pants, trying to keep my modesty. As I kissed her again, it felt so good to be unconfined as I brushed along her thighs. I lifted myself over her and looked into her hungry eyes. She spread her legs to accept me and I felt the slippery wetness at the tip of my manhood that ached to be inside her. I pushed slowly into her and her head pushed back as her mouth opened. Her hips pushed up to take me. When I was in all the way, it occurred to me what a proud fool I had been. Her body just writhed gently below me but she moaned more wantonly than any whore I had known. She seemed so tiny below me and I wanted to be gentle but as my passion rose, so did my force. Both she and the timbers of the hut shook. It didn’t take long after such a prolonged absence but I erupted like a volcano and convulsed repeatedly. It felt as though I had drained my soul and the weight of the world had been lifted off my back. There was no going back nor did I want to but there was something that had been lost. Certainly it was not my purity. That had been sacrificed long ago. Perhaps it was my dignity. Without that burden, I was free. Between the more intimate times, we splashed in the water and played like children. In fact, I can not remember when I had so much fun, even as a child. We made love frequently and spontaneously, inside and out. Each time, Hinano became a bit more ambitious. I would get hard with only a touch or a twinkle in her eye and often before that. I enjoyed when she was on top so that I could see her. She would grind her hips on my full length while her breasts wouldn‘t move. It was as though she expanded and contracted on me. It was like she danced on me. I was surprised that oral sex was a part of the native vocabulary since I considered it a talent limited to whores. I had heard the crew teasing one of the men about his “French tongue” and I even made a brief attempt but felt embarrassed. I could have lived like that for the rest of my life but I have responsibilities. After two days and nights, it was time to retrieve the crew. I, also, wanted to show the chief my gratitude and allow Hinano to visit her family. Oddly, I had learned more of the native language in the last couple days than I had all month although I doubt that I could share any of it with the chief. We arrived in the village in mid-afternoon. I was wearing my best uniform and it felt uncomfortable in the heat. I had only been out of uniform for two days out of the last six months and now it weighed heavily on me. The village was busy preparing for another feast tonight. It seemed they were expecting us. The chief, for the first time, was happy to see me. Hinano left on her own activities and I searched for the crew. Most of the ones I found were caught in compromising positions. I did not scorn them. I just asked where the others could be found and asked for assistance to gather them for the feast. I sat beside the chief and enjoyed the spectacle as it grew into a frenzy. The natives had some sort of putrid alcoholic drink they made out of fermented fruit. I was pleased Mr. Banks had brought some of his Scotch. I knew he had some because I had smelled it on his breath at night but I never saw him drink since he had been on the island. I wondered how much he had us lug through to the camp. Again, the drums pounded furiously but now, they shook my heart. My pulse raced with the beat and my forehead beaded with sweat. I watched the erotic gyrations of the dancers and realized that I had become excited. I glared at Hinano as she danced just for me and I laughed along with the chief as the crew joined in. Hinano held her hand out to me as an invitation and I kissed it but declined again. I could not compromise my authority in front of the crew. The chief nodded in a way that was neither approval nor disapproval but, maybe, understanding. He, too, is laden with leadership. I tugged Hinano toward me and had her translate my gratitude for the feast and for their hospitality since we arrived. Of course, I had to phrase it more simply for her and I tried to decipher her words as she spoke in her language but both the chief and I beamed with pride in her. The chief had an announcement of his own. When he stood and spoke, the whole village stopped and listened and when he stopped, they all shouted in approval. Hinano, with a wide smile, translated what he had said as, “I so happy. You brother now”. It took me an embarrassing long time to understand that I had been paid quite an honour but before I would have insulted the chief, I stuck out my hand in the most appropriate gesture I could think of. He shook my hand and I swear I could have heard the crowd gasp as he did. Hinano explained, “Taboo touch king”. She had used the word, king, for her father before and I assumed that it was just her poor understanding of English but, I began to see the reverence they had for him. What was even more interesting was the concept of “taboo” and that these savages had some bizarre sense of values. I thought that they just did what they pleased with no sense of right or wrong. My mind reeled as I considered what they would consider as ethics. With just the local population in the thousands, they must have rules. For the first time, a revelation struck me that different may not be inferior. Certainly, they were primitives and pagans but, hundreds of years ago, so were my ancestors. For the rest of the night, I observed and tried to understand these people. They were congregated into three distinct groups that were too large to be families but appeared to be divided by wealth or social status. The differences in the way they dressed, their jewellery and even their unusual tradition of marking their skin all represented a type of social hierarchy. They were subtle differences but I had been taught since childhood to recognize and to classify. The festivities broke up slowly as men and women paired off and discretely left. Eventually, Hinano escorted me to a one of their huts. I watched her hips sway as I followed her and was reminded of the dancing, the naked breasts and the pounding drums. If this were to be incest with my new sister, then let me be damned. Inside, there were a over a dozen grass mats used as beds and they were full. The men slept on one side of the room and the women and children on the other. I tried to return her smile as I felt my heart drop. May 27, 1769 I divided the crew into two groups. One group to build a barrier around the barracks. The barrier would consist of a four foot ditch and a four foot burm, reinforced by stones. Perhaps it was more of a token than a fortress but it was more than necessary. The other group continued building more barracks but I ordered them to build them elevated of the ground, like the natives. I have become more involved in the fort but still made time to teach Hinano English Actually, I was spending more of the time learning about her and her people. I learned of an ordered society and a religion that reminded me of Roman mythology. I learned the names of the their carved statues which they called “tiki”. The families were centred around the mothers and grandmothers and they were the real power. There were marriages arranged by the parents and infidelity would be the exception rather than the rule. Jealousy was one of their taboos and discretion was highly valued. That, I learned all too well. Every night, I would sneak into her hut and make love so quietly that the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore seemed loud. Her moans were barely more that breaths while we ravished each other like an octopus on a clam. Every morning, before anyone else had awoke, I would return to my own bed. I protested this false modesty but she insisted on our privacy. It struck me that if she was unfaithful with anyone else, I probably would not know of it. I never gave her the opportunity. During the day, I watched over her and protected her. Almost all of the men had their own girlfriends but none compared to the prize of my princess. In particular, I kept my eye on Mr. Banks and hadn’t forgotten that other day. June 6, 1769 I can’t remember a time when I have been more content. The warmth of the tropic sun has penetrated deep into me and, in turn, radiates from me. I feel healed and whole and I see the world in a new light. It will be difficult to leave this place. There are moments that I feel I must tell her but they are followed by moments that I know she shouldn’t know. I have my orders and there should be no doubt but, when I look into her eyes, the truth is a shadow between us. June 15, 1769 The quiet peace of those days came to an abrupt end with the sound of gunfire. At first, I thought, that the natives were attacking and ordered the men behind the barricade. We waited with guns at the ready for the wave of angry natives but they did not come. Two of the men were unaccounted for as were two gunshots. Eventually, Mr Banks came stumbling through the woods. He was bloodied and wavering and, soon, fell on his face. This could have been was a trap set by the natives so we waited. When the sun went down, I led half of the men to retrieve his body. We turned him over and he was still breathing. He stunk of that noxious native alcohol and his wound was just a scratch on his shoulder. “Banks, Where’s Monkhouse?”, I asked. “Dead”, he slurred, “I killed him”. “Where!” I barked impatiently. He merely pointed before his eyes rolled back . I had three of the crew follow me back into the woods. We found Mr. Monkhouse lying on the ground, unconscious and with a quite a bump on his noggin. He had the same stench of fermented fruit. A few shakes and a couple slaps, which helped me more than him, brought him around. He was a bit more coherent than Mr. Banks and he told me that they had a gentlemen’s duel over one of the native girls. What nonsense. The girls give their affection freely, if somewhat quietly and there was a lot more of them than there was of us. Still, I might have done the same for Hinano, particularly with Mr. Banks. June 16, 1769 I gathered the men to talk of yesterday’s events. I told them that it was completely unnecessary. “After all”, I concluded, “We are only here for one more month”. The only good side of this is that Hinano had left for her village and did not witness this humiliation. She returned with news of another feast. I was torn about allowing the crew to attend. Would it be better to confine them from temptation and force them to fester with their obsessions or should they have another taste of native inhibitions? They had been infected by affection and their judgement had been compromised but, perhaps, the cure is the same as the disease. Then again, we could always go back to drinking vinegar. June 18, 1769 This time, I led the men back to the village in what came to look like a parade. I had the men dress in their best and armed. We entered the village in proper a military line and the natives came to watch. We may have looked threatening from a distance but our smiles gave us away. Our arrival was timely and I kept the men together for the hour until the festivities. Their girlfriends tried to pull them away but there will be plenty of time for that later. We sat as a group on the right side of the chief and I think he was impressed by my authority over them. He took pride in the way a father would. As before, the food and drink were abundant and the more formal dancers were a prologue for the raunchier proceedings as the sun went down. With Hinano translating, the chief asked about England and I watched both their eyes grow wide as I attempted to describe London. I talked of buildings taller than trees and wider than this entire village. I mentioned bridges and paved roads and drew a picture of a horse in the sand. It was difficult to describe how many people lived there in numbers that were beyond their comprehension but they were shocked as they began to understand. Hinano had an interesting question that I did not have an answer for. She asked if a single life is less important when there are so many. My focus went to the dancing in front of me. I realized that the current group of dancers were not a part of the village as I had never seen them before. They must be a troupe of travelling entertainers and they were definitely entertaining. They was a story behind their dancing and it was an erotic story. At one point, I wasn’t sure if a couple of them were actually having sex as the others surrounded them. There was one, in particular, that caught my attention. She was just so young and fresh but she danced so lasciviously. Her eyes, in one moment, could be so innocent but , in the next, so lustful. I could not stop watching her and she seemed to appreciate my attention. Her breasts were not yet full but enough for a handful. They were so round and proud and high on her narrow, fragile chest but, in profile, they were so pointed that they almost looked dangerous. Her hips were femininely flared but her frame was just too frail and her legs too thin to be fully grown. The light of the blazing fire glistened on her skin and reflected in her dark eyes. The fire seemed to be inside her and I imagined her touch as burning. She was just so young. I wanted her so badly but my conscience nagged. I had found the forbidden fruit of this paradise but, so far, nothing has been forbidden. When their dance was over, I continued to watch her hungrily at the side and she glanced back at me pensively. She gave me one long look and turned around to disappear into the darkness. I followed her instinctively. I did not think to excuse myself from my host or even think at all. My heart was pounding louder and faster than the drums and my feet led the way. Behind the village, in the silver light of the full moon, my eyes strained into the shadows. Then, a snap of a twig that must have been intentional directed my way. I found her kneeling, like a petite flower, in a grassy clearing amongst the bushes. She smiled at me in a way that was both delicate and knowingly wanton. She was still half naked and she faintly giggled as I walked to her. She held up her hand and I was about to take it and join her on the ground when she cupped my groin. I stood there as she fumbled with the buttons and her face just inches away from my growing member. She had probably never dealt with buttons before and by the time she got them undone, I had almost been undone, myself. She stroked it gently at first and then kissed softly. She kissed the tip and along the shaft and then her tongue darted between her lips. She returned to the tip and engulfed it in her mouth. Her hot mouth was such a contrast to the cool night air on my saliva dampened shaft. She sucked me in like an undertow and legs were unsteady from waves of pleasure. I could stand no longer and collapsed to the ground. The girl wasted no time at regaining her lips on me and I grabbed her head in my hands, pushing it deeper. She sucked and rubbed her tongue against me as if she were a calf on an udder. It didn’t take long for me to provide the cream. She just kneeled there as I moaned contentedly. I gestured her toward me and she surprised me by sitting on top of me. I wasn’t ready to go again but it wouldn’t take long with that view. I reached up, compelled to touch those amazing tits. I was gentle at first but was overwhelmed with the soft, firm, sensual and practical nature of them. I clenched them and squeezed them together and pinched the nipples until she squealed in pain. I did not intend to hurt her, I just forgot who they belonged to. I begged for her absolution with a kiss. I pulled her head toward me and touched my lips to hers. She returned the kiss with passion I had never known. She wasn’t kissing me, she was devouring me. She pressed her entire body against me and her previous feather-like weight made it difficult to breathe. I was being ravished and I liked it. I tugged at what I can only call a scarf that was tied around her waste and grabbed her taut ass. Again, I squeezed and pinched and she groaned but not in pain. She grinded her hips as she continued to molest my tongue with hers. I rubbed a finger into the damp pubic hair and along the folds. When I touched the little bump of her clitoris, she bit my nose. It didnt hurt but it scared me. I pushed my finger inside her and she grabbed onto it and grinded herself up to the knuckle. She gripped my finger so tightly, I wondered how I was going to fit. Her passion was almost overwhelming but it was also inspiring and I was back to being fully inspired. I pushed her back and undid the buttons on my tunic but could not remove it while lying on my back. I attempted to roll both of us over but she did not go for it. Understandable, the ground was cool and damp but there was no way she was going to be on top. Not today. She kneeled beside me as Í sat up and removed my shirt. She moved to climb over me again but I held her shoulders as I slipped behind her. Apparently, she liked this idea and poised herself for me to enter. I pushed in slowly. I had to, but once in, it fit just right. Enthused by her passion, I pushed hard and fast. Probably too hard. It was hard to tell, her ass was so firm that it would not shake. She was pushed off her knees and, now, those globes of her ass jiggled. Despite her pure animal lust, like Hinano, she was very quiet. I could barely hear her little moans. Unfortunately, I was not as controlled. We went our separate ways and I returned to the village to find the festivities winding down. Hinano had disappeared. The chief also departed as soon as I came back. Only a few of the crew were still around but they were well occupied. I was alone and wondered where I was to sleep. June 19, 1769 I returned to the fort alone after having spent the night under the stars. Hinano refused to return with me. Obviously she knew and she was hurt. By the end of a long walk, I had redefined many of my notions and presumptions. I had been so wrong. I had done so wrong. They were just so different. Different skin, different beliefs, different ways but the same feelings. I thought of them as less than English and less than human and, still, I fell in love. Perhaps, the heart is quicker than the mind. I almost turned around and walked back to plead for her forgiveness but the captain will be returning soon and we would be leaving. Perhaps, it was for the best. June 24, 1769 The return of the Endeavour does not bring the wind back in my own sails as I expected. A chapter ends but the book continues. This time, the captain sets anchor off the point and in plain sight of the fort. The captain, himself, was first to step ashore and he praised me on the fort. Not even that could make me happy. I just thanked him as if the work were meaningless. In the second boat was the astronomer who got busy setting up a telescope and a sextant and other gadgets. This was the real purpose of our voyage, to observe the transit of Venus as it will not happen again in our lifetimes. It will take three weeks and that seemed like a lifetime right now. Every day and, especially every night, I was tempted to go see Hinano. They welcomed us because they thought we were to be their allies and our guns would protect them from their enemies. I misled my intentions all the way into her family and was preparing to abandon her. Mr. Scuggins told me of their travels while they were away. The natives they encountered were not nearly as friendly. They were attacked numerous times and no amount of gesturing would dissuade them. We had already become the allies of their enemies. There were no major casualties among the crew but dozens and maybe hundreds of natives had fallen in front of our guns and cannons. However, they had developed an extensive map of the area. “I envy you, I really do”, I told him, “I would have preferred to be in battle than stuck here”. “I heard that it wasn’t so bad”, he said with a smirk. “It’s a long way from home”, I answered. “It’s a fuckin’ paradise. Didn’t you realize that?”, he scoffed. “Not for me”, I answered cryptically and walked away. July 10, 1769 I find myself leading a search for two deserters, Mr Gibson and Mr. Webb had decided they preferred this place to their home and, more importantly, their duty. There is a part of me that would wish them good luck and good bye but I have my duty as well. We have two days to find them. After that, the natives are planning another feast and the captain does not intend to let them know it was to be a farewell party. I was relieved to leave discreetly. If I must leave, then I would prefer not to see her beautiful face once more. How could I ask her to forgive me and then depart forever? Actually, there was nothing I wanted more. Almost nothing. Not anything I could do anything about. I am an officer and I must set my obligations above my own desires. July 14, 1769 Now under full sail and the island is long out of sight. The two deserters had been captured and disciplined severely. The captain insisted to make them an example. It was odd when we found them because they resisted by shooting at us. There were twenty guns pointed at them and they were likely to be killed but they preferred that to leaving. Had I not dropped my gun and walked out to them to explain that, they would be dead. The danger and the irony of that didn’t occur to me until later. I wasn’t trying to commit suicide. Neither was I trying to be a hero. It’s funny, but when I finally developed some inner clarity, the rest of the world became surreal. The danger just seemed like part of some ridiculous play and I was just an actor. The original purpose of the voyage had been a failure due to the weather and inadequate equipment but the charting of the area should be considered a success, by itself. Mr. Banks, too, was quite proud of his samples and classifications. Apparently, he had done a lot of work between bottles. I, on the other hand, leave behind an abandoned fort and my innocence. In return, I get guilt and a lightened burden of hope. The crew, like myself, toil in silence, distracted by loss and unsatisfied in memories. We leave paradise behind because we do not belong there and I am still favouring that I should leave this log to the sea.

     It was another day filled with danger for Kelly. The eleven year old had spent the day at the library. She had gone there after leaving the market. The cast out had learned that a couple of days a week, she could blend in with families at the market and grab a couple of grapes or other easily accessible fruit. That fruit had worked it's way through her system while she was at the library. When the library closed at four, her stomach was grumbling. She knew she had to wait well after the drop of darkness to seek out food. Kelly hid out in her "hidey hole" as she called it to await the fall of night. She had made her hidey hole out of a tarp she had found in a dumpster. She had concealed it well in a wooded area, but every now and then she held her breath when she heard voices and footsteps nearby. She would wait for the persons to pass, then make sure she was still alone. It was about an hour after darkness and Kelly crawled out of her hole. She carefully checked the area, then made sure she kept a low profile and stepped carefully so as not to be noticed while she made her way to the street. Once at the street, she finally straightened and carefully crossed the street. It was two more blocks until she got to the fast food restaurant. It was operated by an organization that believed being family friendly meant closing early. Kelly slipped her thin frame past the gates in front of the dumpster. She then leaned into the dumpster and carefully opened a black plastic bag inside. She fished through the contents and found several sandwiches almost intact. She took a big bite, then stuffed the sandwiches into a paper bag she found in the plastic bag. Suddenly, she felt a tight grip on her right upper arm as a male voice said "Gotcha!". "Leave me alone!" she screamed as she struggled to twist free. She twisted her shoulder into the dumpster as the teen male behind the dumpster emerged in an attempt to capture her. He lost his grip on her flesh and only held the fabric of her jacket as she leaned towards the dumpster gates. She slipped between the gates and dashed to freedom as he lost his grip. "SHIT!" he yelled as he slammed into the gates. She gathered precious lead time as he struggled to open the dumpster enclosure. He managed to get a gate open and ran after the terrified eleven year old. Kelly didn't know where she was going to go, but an instinct made her dash towards her hidey hole. ********************************************************************************************************************************************** 

     Ryan suddenly saw a young girl run in front of his PT Cruiser. He slammed on the brakes in time to see and hear the yelling teen male run after her. Ryan turned his head to watch the pursuit. He saw the glint of metal in the teen's hand. He released his brake and floored the accelerator as he turned in the direction of the foot chase. The pursuit turned towards a wooded area. Ryan took the time to turn off his engine and lock his car before he joined the footchase. He heard yells and screams that gave him a direction to run in after losing sight of the girl and boy. Then, he heard something that made his blood run cold. It was the scream of a terrified animal. He had heard a scream like that before in his teens. A friend had only winged a rabbit. The mortally wounded rabbit screamed from the pain of the bullet that didn't instantly kill it. This time, the scream came from the girl. Ryan hurried his pace and felt like he was running in slow motion. Ryan also heard several pops as flesh slammed into flesh. He ran closer to the direction of the noise. There was silence as he finally saw them. The girl was laying motionless on the ground. The teen had a knife out. He was using it to slice her top open. Ryan suddenly felt like he had grown twice his size as a massive dose of adrenaline shot through his arteries. Like a charging linebacker, he ran full on towards the boy and hit him hard. Both males hit the ground, the boy much harder than the man. It was quick and brutal as Ryan pummeled the boy into unconciousness. Ryan only became self aware after thirty seconds as an animal instinct had taken over. Now back in charge of himself, Ryan checked his opponent. The boy was breathing, but his face was a bloody mess. Ryan saw a cell phone on the boy's belt. Using the boy's shirt, so as not to leave fingerprints, he took the cell phone off the belt. He activated the phone, dialed 911, and hit send. Then, he checked on the girl. Her face was a bloody mess. She was moaning and stirring. He picked her up in his arms and made his way to his car. He carefully placed her on the passenger seat, then went around to the driver's side. He climbed in, started the car, then turned to backtrack a bit. He tried to orient himself and finally noticed a street sign that had the letters NW on it. From this, he got his bearings and turned towards what he knew was the freeway. The girl stirred and pulled some of her long brown hair from her face. "Where are you taking me?" she inquired in a weak voice. "To a hospital" Ryan answered. "No" the girl said as she gripped the car door, trying to find a way to open it. "What are you doing?" he half yelled as he braked to a stop. "No hospital, no hospital, please" the girl asked. "Why" Ryan asked, "why don't you want to go to a hospital?" "No hospital" the girl repeated. The girl still struggled with the door. He struggled with her a minute before saying "OK, I won't take you to a hospital, just tell me why". Kelly stopped struggling with the door. "No hospital" she repeated. "Damn" Ryan spit out. Ryan put the car back in motion as he considered his next move. He could take her home, and clean her up, but that would create problems. He could lie and take her to a hospital, but he would need to do that quickly. He looked at the girl. Her T shirt was torn and filthy. Her pants were in good shape as were her shoes. Her hair was filthy and matted, not just with blood. He now smelled her and determined that perhaps she was a runaway, or she came from a screwed up home. "OK" he thought, "I'll take her home, clean her up, keep an eye on her and find a way to discretely get rid of her". He found the freeway five minutes later. He began the half hour trip he knew would take him home. He lived in a secluded area and knew he could take her inside without being watched. Still, he parked the car in the garage, waited for the garage door to close, then exited the car. He carried the girl inside and laid her on the couch. He went to the bathroom, retrieved a first aid kit, a wet washcloth, and a large bowl he used to soak his feet in. He took the bowel, filed with water, over to the barely concious girl. He then began a careful process of cleaning her face, hair, and any wounds he found. A half hour later, he took the now bandaged girl to his bed. He laid her carefully on her side and looked at her. She looked tiny and weak. He curled up next to her and both drifted off to sleep. His sleep was a fitful slep as he woke up a dozen times to make sure she was still breathing. Satisfied she was, he drifted off for a little more sleep. The morning came as a rude surprise. He had a terrible taste in his mouth because he hadn't brushed his teeth the night before. He was still fully dressed, which made him feel even worse. He ached because he had slept on his side all night. He noticed the girl stretch out as he rubbed an aching shoulder. He staggered over to the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He walked back to the bed and looked at the girl. She was small, just under five foot. She had long brown hair and an angelic face, just now being stained by blood that had seeped under the skin and was now bruising. Her lips were swollen as was one eye. He shook his head and remembered the night before. Ryan was old school in his values. Hitting a girl or woman was the lowest of lows. He considered whether her attacker had lived or not, and he decided he didn't care. He walked off to the kitchen to start breakfast. His mother used to awaken him with the smell of bacon and eggs, so he took some out. He began frying the bacon and checked on the girl. She was still sleeping. He went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. When he finished cooking, he prepared two plates and took them in the bedroom. The girl opened her one good eye as he walked in. She rose to a half sitting direction and gripped her head, wincing in pain. "I'll get you some aspirin, but first, you should eat" he said. The girl struggled to a sitting position. She accepted the plate and glass of orange juice. She chugged the orange juice in two gulps and handed the glass back to him. He handed her his glass and he went back to the kitchen for more juice. The girl was well into the meal when he returned. She ate wordlessly, as she kept an eye on him. He started eating as well. When she finally finished, she spoke: "What do you want with me?" she asked. "Your name, for starters". "Why?" "I should be asking the whys. Why did that boy attack you? Why didn't you want to go to a hospital?" She dropped her head and was silent for a minute. "What do you want with me?" she repeated. "Are you ok?" "I hurt". "What's your name?" She was silent a moment before answering "Kelly". "Why did that boy attack you?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Why didn't you want to go to a hospital?" "Can I go now?" "I'm going to call the Police" "No" she begged, "please don't call the Police............I'l tell you what you want". "Where's your parents?" She shrugged, looked at the floor, then answered "I don't know" in a weak voice. "Why not? Are you a runaway?" She looked at the floor. "My mom threw me out" she almost whispered. "Why?" "Can I go?" she softly asked. "I'm worried about you. I can't just let you walk out of here. I want to help you" "You shouldn't worry about me" "Why not?" "No one cares about me. You shouldn't" Ryan felt a terrible ache in his chest when she said that. His head started swimming with emotions. He noticed the girl spot the bathroom. "Can I take a shower?" she asked. "Yeah, sure" he immediately answered, then thinking more, he added, "your shirt is filthy, let me get you a new one" Kelly started to refuse, but let him get her a T shirt from his dresser. ********************************************************************************************************************************************** 

     Kelly locked the bathroom door the second she closed the door. She checked the doorknob to make sure it was secure before she started to undress. She remembered the incident that had caused her to be a cast out. An uncle had come into the bathroom while she was bathing. At first he just washed her. Then he washed her back. Then he started washing other parts of her. One thing led to another, and she found herself without a home. She considered the man in whose home she was in. He was older than her mother. He had been nice to her so far. Her uncle had been nice too, but he wanted things in return. Kelly removed her bandages, stepped into the shower, and kept an eye on the door. ********************************************************************************************************************************************* 

     Ryan thought about the girl in his shower. She was definitely independent, and a little stubborn. It was dangerous being this generous to a child. Just an allegation could cause one to lose everything. Even if you were aquitted, you were still branded for life. Ryan didn't have to worry about work. He started wisely investing when he was seventeen. He no longer had to work, but lawyers cost a lot of money and there was no point in losing his hard earned money. He considered a plan for when the girl, she said her name was Kelly, when Kelly would emerge from the bathroom. When Kelly came out, she noticed he was looking at her. She kept her distance. "What do you want? she asked. "I'll take you back where I found you, but I can't do it in the daylight. Can we just talk? Just talk-I'll keep my distance. He backed towards the bedroom door. He motioned to the bed. She sat down. "What do you want to know?" she asked. "Why did your mom throw you out?" "Why do you want to know?" Just appease me. After today, I won't see you again, just tell me". She took a deep breath, "Ok" she conceded, "I'll tell you. My mom likes to drink. She would go out after work and come home with alcohol on her breath. She would be mean and nasty. Sometimes, we would argue. An uncle came by and asked if I wanted to stay with him. It seemed like a great idea. It was two years ago, I was nine. Right away, he started coming in when I was taking a bath. First, he just watched me. Then he wanted to wash my back. Then he started washing me all over. Then one night, he climbed into my bed. It hurt, really hurt, that first time. Every night, it was the same. He would wash me, then stick his thing in me. He kept telling me he would take me back to my mom. Sometimes he would buy me things and be nice. Then, he started taking pictures of me, of us. Then he used a video machine. Then, one night he brought over a friend, and both of them did things to me. Finally, I went home. I talked to a teacher about what happened. The next thing I know, my uncle is in jail and I have to tell my story over and over. I didn't want that to happen. My mom was really pissed. Then, one night, I was touching myself in bed. My mom caught me and accused me of setting up my uncle-her brother. She threw me out. I stayed with a friend for a couple of days, then her mother told the school. I was put in a foster home. They put me with a black family, by mistake. That only lasted a couple of days, but not before the kids there beat me up. Then, they put me with a woman who drinks. When she slapped me really hard one night, I left. I've been on my own since then". "How do you eat?" he asked. "Sometimes, I go to the market and eat fruit there. At night I would go to the Burger Barn and eat out of the dumpster". Ryan felt his eyes tear up. He excused himself from the room. He went in the kitchen and poured himself a glass of juice as he fought the urge to cry. He slammed his fist into the refrigerator as he considered Kelly's words. "That motherfucking system" he thought, "the one that just lets kids like Kelly just slide through the cracks". It was inexcuseable. He was going to do something about it. He considered a new line of thought. He walked back into the bedroom. Kelly was looking over his dresser. She turned towards him. He sat on the bed. "I have a thought" he announced. She cocked her heads towards him. "It hurts me that you've had a hard life" he began. "I would like you to stay. I'll turn my office into your room. There's a lock on the door, and you can lock it whenever you want. Lock the bathroom too. I don't blame you for being leery of men. You need education. I'll home school you. You need a home, and good food. Of course, you are welcome to leave anytime you want. Deal?" She looked at him oddly. "Why do you want to help me?" she asked. "Because you're a human being, you deserve to be treated like one" "OK, I'll stay, but only for a little bit". **********************************************************************************************************************************************

     A couple of weeks later, the bruises and cuts healed. Kelly proved to be a bright student. Ryan had obtained a birth certificate for her and had taken her to a doctor and dentist. Kelly began to be happy. The ever present scowl the first couple of days with Ryan turned into a half grin. He had taken her to the movies several times. The first two times, sher sat a seat apart from him. The third time, she sat next to him. At home, she was more accepting. Once, she had forgotten to lock the bathroom door, then experimented by leaving it unlocked two days later. She even sat on the couch with him, not on a seperate piece of furniture as she had been doing. She even began to laugh again. The big step came when she had been with him a month. He had carried some boxes from his office, freeing up the whole room for her. Then he bought her a box of books which he carried to her room. He had strained a shoulder during the passage. He was sitting in the easy chair rubbing the shoulder when she walked up. She took over rubbing the shoulder. They shared a smile. That night, she sat next to him on the couch when they watched TV. He considered putting his arm around her, but thought otherwise. A week later he was climbing into bed. She appeared at his bedside. "Is something wrong?" he asked. "I want to try an experiment" she said. "What kind of experiment?" "I want to know what it's like to spend a night in bed, with a man, and not have sex". "You want to sleep with me?" "Not sexually, just share the bed" He slid over and offered her half of the bed. She slid into the empty half. She turned away from him, pulled the covers up, and laid her head on the pillow. He felt the bed responding to her breathing. He smelled her hair, and the lotion she had used. He fought an urge to touch her hair, turned away from her and eventually drifted off to sleep. In the morning, they were turned towards each other as they awoke. Their feet were touching. They smiled, and shared a "Good Morning". Minutes later, they started the routines they had developed. The shared bed, without sex, became a nightly ritual. Kelly had become a very happy girl. She had developed friendships with a couplke of kids down the street that were her age. She held Ryan's hand in public, smiled often, and looked forward to bike rides they shared everyday. A week later, Kelly took a very unexpected step. When she climbed into bed with Ryan, she kissed him, giggled and dove under the covers. "What are you doing?" he asked seeing her fumbling around. A very muffled "You'll see" came from under the covers. A moment later, her head and bare shoulders appeared from under the covers. She tossed her nightgown and panties on the floor. "What are you doing?" he repeated. "Take your shorts off" she ordered "What are you doing?" he repeated again. "Giving myself to you" she answered. "Why?" he asked as she placed one of his hands on her bare bottom. "Because I love you". "You remember what happened last time you did this". "Last time, I was forced. Last time, I told someone. Last time, I lost my family. This time, I want to. This time I'll tell no one. This time, I'm giving my self to you. Take your shorts off Ryan". "Are you sure___" She cut him off by ordering him to take his shorts off again. He complied, staying under the covers as he worked his shorts off. He tossed them on the floor. She reached over and touched his semi hard dick. She worked it until it was hard. She slid under him and pulled him into her. They shared a lingering kiss. She broke the kiss by saying "Ryan?" "Yes" he answered. "Don't ever make me do this. We'll do this when I want to. OK?" "OK" he agreed. He took his time with long slow strokes. He noticed she had forsaken foreplay, and he wondered if she knew what it was. They kissed and she ran her hands across his shoulders and through his hair. He increased the speed of his strokes. Both of them increased their breathing. She used her hands to feel the strokes and time her body movements. He felt his orgasm coming and he shot his full load in her. He laid his head next to hers and caught his breath. She felt his warm gooey fluid in her and felt happy. His semi hard dick popped out of her pussy. She gave him a lingering kiss and thanked him. She spooned into him and spent the night like that. Their lovemaking sessions became a weekly ritual. Eventually, he introduced her to foreplay. Her first orgasm was a body convulsing, clawing at the sheets, mind blowing adventure. She wondered why she had never felt such a sensation before. She gave him a child at fourteen. They went to Mexico to have the baby. The birth certificate never listed the father's name, but Ryan and Kelly didn't need a piece of paper for that. Kelly graduated high school at 18, but learned about ecommerce so that all of Kelly's childhood miscues wouldn't be repeated. Kelly, Ryan, and Travis live together happily in Utah.

After that weekend I as thrilled when Steve called and asked me out.  He took me to a 4^th of July carnival and that night while watching the fireworks I felt a boy’s hands on my boobs for the first time.  We had dated a few times after that and I let him play with my boobs but not further. I knew he wanted in my pants badly.  Not that I didn't want it - I was fingering myself every night and often during the as well day thinking about him, especially that bulge in his pants I couldn’t help but notice whenever we were making out. Finally after laying in bed exhausted after some heavy masturbating I decided that during our next date I would find out more about it - a lot more!

 

Steve took me to a movie and he found some seats in the back away from anyone else - obviously watching the movie was not what he had in mind!  It was the middle of summer and I was dressed for it - my shortest cutoffs, skimpiest tube top, sneakers, and not a single thing more. When I sat down the crotch of my shorts was so thin and tight it rode up into my pussy - I could see Steve's eyes staring at my exposed crotch when he thought I wasn't looking.  I looked at him and licked my lips suggestively, just enough for him to know I was waiting for him to make his move.

 

The theater was new and featured seats where the armrests pulled up between seats. Steve moved it out of the way and I wiggled over next to him. Steve put his arm around my shoulders and held my upper arm. He pulled me towards him and we kissed long and hard, his tongue reaching into my mouth and mine meeting his. As we kissed, I could feel my pussy getting that itch I got when I was really horny. I reach up with my hand and moved his hand from my arm to my breast. He squeezed it and his kiss intensified.  I moaned just a bit as he rubbed my nipple through the thin fabric of my tube top. His hand could cup my entire breast and I couldn't believe how good it felt as he fondled me.

 

We continued to kiss while he groped my breasts and soon he started to run his hands over my bare skin - which was most of me in the outfit I was wearing!  I almost jumped out of my seat as he run his fingers up my inner thighs.  The skin there was soft and smooth and sensitive as hell. He started to reach for my crotch but I moved his hand away and whispered, "Not here. Don't worry, soon you'll know every inch of me."

 

Then I reached over and put my hand between his legs and was thrilled by the feel of his hard cock inside his jeans. He spread his legs apart to make it easier for me to hold him. I squeezed him gently and rubbed him.  I looked at him and smiled. “Mmmmmm, I want what’s in here!”

 

I was fumbling with his jeans so he reached down and unsnapped them for me.  I unzipped them and reached inside - he was wearing loose boxers which made it easy for me to slip my hand inside them.  First I felt his curly pubic hair against my fingers, I had never touched a boy there  before but before I knew it I was holding my first hard cock!  I couldn't believe it - it was so hard and warm.  The skin felt so soft in my hands.  I looked down and saw my hand around it, the head poking out of my hand. Not sure what to do, I just held it, feeling it throbbing and hot in my hand.

 

Steve whispered, "Stroke it Kelly."

 

I was only too happy to do what he wanted. As I ran my hand up and down his shaft his hips moved in sync with me and I could feel his cock swelling even more. I don't know what got into me then but I was feeling so horny I decided to just go for it.  I slid down to the floor and moved between his legs. I was still holding his cock and looked up at him questioningly. Steve just nodded and pulled my head gently forward. I took just the tip of his cock in my mouth - it felt so soft and warm.  He shuddered as my tongue licked the tip of the head. I started to lick his shaft, starting at the base and working my way up the to the head. I couldn't help but imagining a big popsicle except this one was warm and throbbing!

“Suck me again,” he whispered to me softly.

 

I took him back in my mouth.  At first I just took the head in my mouth, licking around it with my tongue. Steve pushed gently down on my head and I understood he wanted me to take more of him in. I took over half of his cock in my mouth before it seemed that was all I could take in.  He then pulled me up and I started to move his cock in and out of my mouth.  As I got use to it I found I could take more of it in, until finally I had his entire cock in his mouth and my face was tight against his crotch, my nose and mouth buried in his pubic hair.  He had a strong, musky odor which actually turned me on, similar to my pussy which I loved to taste as well.

 

At that moment I knew I was hooked - I realized that I loved sucking cock! When I had Steve’s cock in my mouth he was completely in my control. The thought that I was the reason for his cock being so big and hard made me so wet I couldn't take it anymore.  I reached down and pulled my cutoffs down just enough for me to get to my pussy.  I was so wet my finger easily slid inside of me while the palm of my hand rubbed my clit. Steve could see what I was doing and I knew he was really turned on. I continued sucking his wonderful cock while I played with myself. Knowing we were only a short distance away from everyone else in the theater made me even hotter. Once in a while I would get carried away and a wet slurping sound escaped but nobody seemed to notice.

 

This was all new territory for me so I wasn't sure what was going to happen next.  I knew that eventually he would cum and squirt from his cock – I had seen my dad masturbate plenty of times so the mechanics were not a mystery to me.  I just wasn't sure how the timing worked.  Steve was loving it and he started moving his hips in time with my mouth, thrusting himself as deeply into my mouth as he could.  He started to move faster and I kept up with him. 

 

"Oh god Kelly, don't stop.  Don't stop no matter what.  Damn! I AM almost  there!" he whispered.

 

His cock suddenly swelled in my mouth.  I started to back away but he shoved my head down into his crotch, forcing me keep his cock in my mouth.  Then suddenly he jerked and I felt his hot cum shooting into my mouth!  His cum was so hot, salty, and a bit gooey. He kept jerking and shooting more into me.  I started to gag just a bit and he pulled away.  I watched his last burst shoot out and it hit me in the cheek.  I looked up at him, his cum dripping from my lips as I licked the rest off his cock.

 

Steve was smiling. "Mmmmmm, that's a good girl.  Now open your mouth and show me my cum."

 

I still had some of his cum left in my mouth so I stuck out my tongue enough so he could see it pooled on it.  Then I swallowed it down and sucked his cock again.  It was already shrinking and I loved the way it felt as it softened in my mouth.  He shivered as I sucked on it softly, like a baby with a pacifier.

 

With him still in my mouth I pulled up my shorts.  Finally I had to let him go and while it was  disappointing to feel his cock leave my mouth I knew that it was going to be back in many times in the future if I had anything to say about it.  I got up and sat next to him again. I put my finger in his mouth telling him, "Next time you will get to taste me for yourself."

 

We watched what little was left of the movie, my hand inside his pants slowly massaging his spent cock.  I could still taste his cum in my mouth, wishing I could have more.  Needless to say, I got a LOT more later and he got to know a lot more of me as well!

Shehla always kept her door closed, unlike some of us who propped them open just hoping for someone to stop by and interrupt our studies. However, if you were out in the hall having a conversation with someone, even for just a minute or two, Shehla would come out and either join in or at least listen. It got to be pretty predictable and if Shehla didn’t come out, you assumed that she must not be in her room. We wondered why, if she was so interested in the interaction, she didn’t just leave her door open. We also wondered how she always seemed to hear you as soon as you were in the hall. Maybe the best way to describe Shehla was eager – eager to be involved, eager for interaction.A month or so into the semester, we discovered something else about Shehla. Actually, my friend, Javed,(my best friend back from my native country) discovered it and I was reluctant to believe him at first. Javed stopped by my room one day and said he had something to show me. He led me down the hall to his room and, inside, he pointed out a stain on the wall next to his bed. He explained that Shehla had jerked him off late the night before and that was where he’d shot his load.Knowing Javed as I did, it didn’t surprise me that he’d shot a load on his wall and hadn’t bothered to wipe it off, but I wasn’t convinced that he hadn’t just given himself that hand job. Javed insisted that he’d run into Shehla in the hall right before going to bed and when she asked what he was up to, he told her (trying to be outrageous) that he was planning to jerk off then go to sleep. He was surprised that Shehla was not only not the least bit put off by this, but offered to help him with it. He said he realized she was serious when she followed him into his room. He said he just lay on the bed and she did the rest.As I pondered Javed’s story, I figured there could be a lot of explanations. Javed could be lying. Shehla could have a crush on Javed. Or maybe Shehla was just eager to please. I decided that if given the opportunity, I’d test the last theory. Shehla knew that Javed and I were friends, so I couldn’t just go to her and ask for a hand job. Then she’d know that Javed had spilled the beans and that just wouldn’t be cool. I didn’t want to be responsible for giving her an undeserved reputation. As it turned out, the ideal opportunity came up and I was able to take advantage of it.I was in my room studying one night with the door just slightly ajar. Shehla, who by this time was getting to where she’d visit people more rather than just waiting for hallway conversations, poked her head in my door to see how I was doing. I looked up from my studies and told her to come in, saying that I was overworked and needed a break. She came in and sat on the bed and asked if everything was okay. I told her I was just feeling a little stressed out and probably just need to relieve some of that stress. She asked if I wanted her to massage my shoulders to see if that would help. I told her that it wasn’t really my shoulders that needed to be massaged to relieve my stress. She persisted in offering whatever she could do to help but I was trying to be evasive and suggestive at the same time. I told her that it wasn’t really something that would be appropriate for her to do for me and she finally flat out asked what it was. I apologized for even bringing it up and told her that I’d been alluding to the fact that what I really needed was a hand release. She didn’t seem clear on exactly what I meant so I made a jerking off motion with my hand.

“Oh,” she said, suddenly enlightened, “well, I can help you with that, too, if you want.” I acted surprised by the offer and pretended that I didn’t think it would be necessary. Lucky for me she wouldn’t take no for an answer and I finally gave in and told her I’d really appreciate it. She told me that’s what friends are for. She got up and closed and locked my door while I moved over to the bed. She was wearing black shorts and a white t-shirt and appeared to be braless. I was also wearing shorts and a t-shirt and sat on the bed, propped up against the wall. She came back over and sat near my legs, facing me, and massaged the growing bulge in my shorts. I told her earnestly how much I appreciated what she was doing and she replied with “My pleasure” then asked me to lift my ass.I lifted and she started to slide my shorts and underwear down my legs. My cock was pretty erect by this point, but continued to grow even harder once Shehla grasped it. We were both looking down at it as she stroked it in her right hand. Thinking that I didn’t want to spew all over my shirt, I went ahead and took it off. I was then naked. Shehla gently pumped my cock in her right hand, occasionally switching to her left so she could caress my balls with her right. She never looked up at me, continuing to stare at my cock as if fascinated by it. I watched her hands at work, but also looked at the rapt attention on her face and noticed her hardened nipples pressing against her shirt. I was thinking how nice this was and that if she wanted to do this for me every night, I certainly would have no complaints. I have to be honest; I was truly surprised (pleasantly) by what happened next. While pumping my cock in her left hand and gently rubbing my balls with her right, Shehla lowered her head and kissed the tip of my cock. Before I could even react, she wrapped her lips around the head and slid them down to the base. I groaned and muttered something encouraging, reaching out to run my fingers through her hair. Her hand job had been great, but her blowjob was incredible. The moist warmth of her mouth, her lips holding tightly and her tongue moving around – this was better than I expected. The way she was sitting, leaning forward, her left breast was resting against her knee within arms reach. I reached out and began to fondle it, finding her hard nipple and gently caressing it. When she adjusted herself slightly, I took the opportunity to ask her to take off her shirt. Shehla paused, releasing all grips on my cock and, finally looking at me, pulled her shirt up over her head. Her tits were indeed large torpedoes with big

aureoles and big, hard nipples. My dick twitched as I looked at them, drawing Shehla’s attention back to it. She changed her position so that she was on her knees, leaning over with her tits hanging, and went back to sucking my cock. I reached out and took her tit in my hand again and played with her hard nipple. I thought that at some point it might be nice to fuck those titties, but at this point I was so close to cumming that I didn’t even suggest it.I had been horny that night before Shehla had come by and had only grown more aroused from the time she came to my door, so it was no surprise that within five minutes of her lips returning to my shaft, I was on the verge of cumming. She was definitely skilled, sliding her slippery lips up and down with just the right amount of pressure, pumping the base with her left hand, fondling my balls with her right and pressing her tongue against the shaft with each pass.Up and down her head went while my hips started pushing up and down slightly themselves the closer I got. I was moaning and murmuring words of encouragement and my hand had gone from her tit back to rest on the back of her head. She didn’t rush to get done, even as my cock began to swell larger in her mouth. She just kept a consistent pace, drawing the pleasure out even longer. Finally, as she slid her lips down to the root of my cock, I erupted with a cry of pleasure and began pumping cum into her mouth. She milked my orgasm out of me as I was overcome with waves of pleasure. I opened my eyes as Shehla sat up, her ass resting on her heels and her torpedo tits jutting out. She was smiling, still looking down at my limp cock. I sat up slightly myself, my face moving toward her left breast. I ran my tongue around her nipple before sucking it between my lips. She moaned and one of her hands went to the back of my head. I was propping myself up with my right arm, so my left hand went up to her right breast and fondled it while my mouth worked on her left. Shehla was moaning softly, appearing to appreciate the attention.

Feeling more benevolent than I had expected to, I released her nipple and asked her to strip off her shorts and allow me to relieve her stress with my tongue. She stepped off the bed and stood beside it as I reclined and watched her. She hooked her thumbs in the elastic of both her shorts and her panties and began to push them down together. Her bush was dark brown, like the hair on her head, and appeared to be pretty well kept, which was always a plus when you were eating pussy. Her thighs and ass were kind of big, but after that amazing blowjob and looking at those big tits, it mattered not one iota to me at that point. I lay back and had her climb onto the bed and straddle my face.With my hands on her plentiful ass, I stuck out my tongue and ran it up her slit. She was very wet; I could taste the juices she was secreting. I started out just licking up her slit over and over, just hitting her clit at the end of each slurp. As she started to get more into it, I moved one of my hands down so that I could slip a finger into her while concentrating my licking on her clit. I ended up slipping two fingers into her and pumping them in and out while slurping and sucking her clit. She was moving her hips and holding the back of my head while moaning softly,ohhhhh,gooooood niccccce. I kept burying my fingers in her slippery cunt and sucking on her clit while she rode my face. Looking up, I could see her torpedo tits jutting out as she alternated playing with each of her nipples with her free hand. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open as she moaned. I went back to focusing on the task at hand and didn’t notice when she quit playing with her titties. I felt the hand that was now free when she reached behind herself and took hold of my cock again. She began gently pulling and stroking it as she got closer and closer to orgasm, causing the blood to begin to flow back into it.I was still pretty limp when she started, but her hand manipulations along with the proximity of her tits and pussy had me on the rise again in short order. My main concern, though, was getting her to an orgasm. I was pumping my fingers and licking and sucking her clit, knowing that she was getting pretty close just based on her movements and the noises she was making.Her breaths and moans got shorter and shorter until she finally froze for a second before letting out a long, ragged breath. She convulsed a little as the tension went out of her body and I suddenly had a fresh flow of pungent juices to lap out of her pussy. Pulling my fingers free, I lapped them up as she rode out her orgasm until she finally dismounted my head and stood beside the bed again.She still had my cock in her hand and was pumping it again. I was almost back to full strength and when she leaned over, her big tits swaying, and sucked it into her mouth again, I was as good as there. She raised her head after a couple of passes with her lips and asked if I had a condom handy. I had her grab my wallet off the shelf and took one out of there.While she put my wallet back, I tore open the packet and rolled the condom down my shaft. I didn’t even have to move. Shehla climbed back onto the bed and straddled my hips, reaching down to guide my cock into her waiting pussy. She lowered herself down until I was completely engulfed in her warm confines. She leaned forward as she started to ride, one hand on each side of my head and her big tits swinging in my face. This was exactly what I wanted. I reached up to still them and attacked them with my tongue. I ran circles around her big aureoles and sucked on her hard nipples while holding the soft, smooth flesh in my hands. Shehla’s pussy felt great as it slid up and down my cock, slippery and warm with a snug grip. I felt like I could lay there all night long just playing with her big titties and letting her fuck me. She was obviously still pretty fired up because she quickly moved into a very fast tempo, slamming herself down on me rapidly.

She was breathing hard again and moaning, so it seemed to me that she was going to have another orgasm pretty quickly. I just enjoyed the feeling of her pussy sliding up and down me and played with her tits while she pursued that orgasm. I felt as though I could last as long as I need to, having blown a load already not that long ago. I did what I could to help her along, pushing my cock up to meet her on the way down, trying to give her as much penetration as possible. She finally sat down hard and let out a low moan. I could feel her sort of quivering as her orgasm passed through her.After a few seconds, she started to ride me again and I was amazed at how much more slippery her pussy felt. It had felt incredible before and now it was indescribable. I knew it would only be a few more minutes before I was done for,

so I let go of her tits and grabbed her hips. I closed my eyes and just lay there enjoying the intense feeling of pleasure that seemed completely concentrated in my cock. Shehla rode up and down, a little bit slower than before, and her tits swung back and forth above my head.As my impending orgasm got more and more intense, I was raising my hips up again, pushing deeper into her hot, slick pussy. Finally, with one final shove, I started to cum and I swear there was no blood flowing above my neck at that time. I let out this noise that had to let Shehla know the intensity of the pleasure she was giving me. My orgasm just seemed to go on and on, until I thought my balls would turn inside out. When it finally quit, it took a few minutes before the light-headedness went away.Shehla dismounted me, grabbed the condom and wrapped it in a Kleenex, then tossed it in the trash. She then leaned down and gently licked the remaining cum from my flaccid cock. I slid over sideways so she could lay beside me on the bed, but she sat there instead, looking down at me.

“That was probably the best sex I’ve ever had,” she said, “not that I have had all that much. Do you think we could keep doing this, if we’re very discreet?”

I assured her that I’d be happy to fuck her anytime she wanted and wouldn’t be insulted if she didn’t want anyone to know about it. I reached up and caressed her nipple as we talked. She decided she’d better let me get back to my studying, so she got up and pulled her clothes back on. I pulled my shorts and t-shirt back on, too, in case anyone was outside the door when she left. I thanked her for helping me with my stress and she left.We fucked a lot during the next couple of months and I don’t think anyone was ever aware of it. I never even told Javed. Even Shehla’s period didn’t get in the way of her giving nature. During those times, she would blow me or let me fuck her tits, though in both instances I usually ended up cumming in her mouth. She’d even let me, on those rare occasions when we rode the elevator alone, slip my hand up her shirt and feel her tits from the time the door closed until we reached our destination. The thing that finally got in the way of our regular sessions was when Shehla got a boyfriend. She didn’t think it would be right to have sex with me behind his back and I guess he was doing a good job of satisfying her anyway. I wasn’t to broken up about it, though, since I had discovered a few alternate sources of sex anyway – not hard to do on a college campus. She did continue to come by occasionally to relieve my stress with a handjob, which she had originally said “that’s what friends are for” and I had no complaints about that

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I ran back after her and she went inside the bedroom and shly stood there with her face closed by her fingers.I was getting hotter by the minute and started breathing hot air and felt as if my heart was in my mouth and beating heavily.I simply teased her and said that she was not bold enough to watch those movies and she is not yet matured as well, but I had no reply from her,she was still standing shly with her face closed.I couldn’t wait longer and went near her and tried to remove her hands from her face,during which most of our body parts touched each other.She resisted me and didn’t allow me to take her hands away but smiling from the inside.

I applied a bit more pressure and in the meanwhile we both collided with each other and fell on the bed,with Veena down and Iam on top,now she took her hands of the face and kept her eyes closed.I got my cock erect and deliberately didn’t wear my under wear so that I can get it free anytime.I could feel her slanting beautiful curve at the bottom and some of her pussy hair hitting my lund.I started to move my ass slowly and she too responded well by not saying any word.

THAT’S IT I took her in my arms and put her in the middle of the bed and hastily took her nighty bottom up and also pressing her boobs with one hand.She was wearing a black petticoat and could see her white panty.I kissed her with a lot of force on the face and slowly bit her nipples and by now she started to moan slowly,"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ummmmmmmmmmmmmm"I got even restless and removed her panty and also took off my pants and threw it and and brushed my fully erect 8" cock on her hairy pussy and tried to let it inside but it was tough and got harder in the opening but I let it inside and only by now Veena opened her eyes.I saw the pain in her eyes and again she moaned,"UUmmmmmmmmmmm"I pushed my ass more and more and now she too got fully involved.I took out my cock and removed her nighty fully she had her black bra which I tore open to squeeze her boobs with my power on the forearms and sucked it harder and told her that she is tasting really good.She replied that,"Dai konjam methuva pannaenda valikuthula…"
I blushed and asked her to turn back and saw her beautiful ass and sucked it and let my cock in,hit it harder as it was really good.

She started moaning heavily and was also fingering on side by side so that she could cum a bit early.I warned her to reduce her voice because someone could be alarmed outside and then we will be in trouble.I took back my position on the pussy and hit it harder,I holded her tightly and our movements back and forth were countless, she suffered a lot of pain but I knew she liked it a lot and she was starving 20 full years for that fucking experience.By now I was about to cum and took out my cock and now she felt relieved temporarily and I asked to hold her boobs tightly and let my cock inside to cum my white sticky material on her face and on the neck.After that I kissed her passionately we both were lying on the bed hugging each other for about 5 minutes.The movie was still running on the TV and I knew it couldn’t be better than our’s.After that whenever we both meet I would atleast press her boobs or when we are alone we would have sex.Since my sister Aaa went abroad the slot was filled up by Veena.We also regularly go to Beasantnagar beach on the weekends and enjoy there in the beach sand,you can see both of us there on saturdays. I love my friend Veena she is still my best friend !

I am panting, but I can still smile back to you. Your eyes send shiny flashes, of satisfaction, lust and excitement. The life is great I love the life, and I love the possibility to spend this emotion moment with a soul like you.

          That day was the day of the big Tucker football game in the dome. I was PMSing and kind of upset, so we fought pretty much the whole time. During the 4^th quarter I looked into those deep eyes and wondered what the fuck I was doing fighting with the guy of my dreams, he meant no harm. So I apologized and apologized but by then it was time to go…another day wasted. *So I thought*

          I continued to beg for already given forgiveness, I felt awful I wasted a day over something dumb. I wanted to make it up…I wanted him so bad. I told him this, and told him to come over (half-way kidding thinking it couldn’t happen) but then he surprised me with an “ok.” My face lit up when I read it…so we began to make a plan. He was to ride his bike to my house and come in through the basement door. As he was signing off he asked me THE question…”Should I bring condoms?” I said yes, because how could I say no...He’s irresistible, and I wanted nothing more to have him ALL, than to do the act with the one I knew I loved.

          So I went into my room put on a cami and soft PJ pants, and put that lotion on I knew he loved so much. I walked downstairs to the basement and waited anxiously. It wasn’t too long before I saw his face in the window; my heart skipped a beat. We said our hellos in shaky voices then I took his hand and led him to the bedroom. He took me in his arms and brought me close to his warm body and kissed me hard, of course, I kissed him back. He smelled so good, god his cologne turned me on every time. Then he pulled back and looked at me; he reached down for my shirt. He struggled for a moment until I reached down and whipped it off my body. His eyes lit up (happy to see I chose not to bother with a bra) and I couldn’t help but smile. I helped him remove his shirt and my pants revealing one of the thongs he picked out for me. We started to kiss even harder and he squeezed my ass. *I love it when he does this* I pulled off his shorts and then my thong. I stood there naked and him in boxers. Then he did something that took my breath away, he picked me up and sat me on the bed. * It was quite tall* This just blew me away…little things like that flatter me. I laid back and he got down on his knees. I was already wet as fuck…but who wouldn’t be? I was about to get fucked by the hottest, most perfect, sweetest guy on earth.

          He woke me up from my thoughts as he stuck his finger up my pussy, oh yeah I was in for the best time of my life. He started out slow and got faster and faster until I was soaking myself and his hand, then he switched to his tongue. That does it for me, his tongue is so amazing and he knows how to use it. He licks me so good and I moan in enjoyment. He started on my lips and moved inward…this drove me crazy. I was absolutely ready for the main event now...I couldn’t take it anymore.

          He slid off his boxers revealing his rock hard dick, ripped open the condom and slipped it on and then with no hesitation at all slid his huge perfect cock in my pussy. I had a quick pain and panicked…but I told him not to stop. We started out tender and slow, trying to get a feel for it. Even this was amazing…it was a feeling that was indescribable. We kind of struggled for the first minute…his dick kept slipping out, but I didn’t care. He just put it back in place and kept working me like a pro. Every once in a while he’d lean down and suck on my hard nipples or kiss my stomach. Moves like this made me go into even more ecstasy. His thrusts got harder and deeper by the second…and I was loving it. Then he stopped suddenly and told me to sit up and I said okay kind of startled.

          He left me up into an upright position then slid his hands under my ass and picked me up. I straddled my legs around his hip bones with his dick still inside me. He then began to bounce me up and down his cock…oh god this was amazing. I got into it and started moving myself and started to moan kind of loud…he had to tell me to be quieter knowing my parents were sleeping 2 stories above us. We did this for a few more moments until he laid me back down on the bed again and started working me even harder. Then he pulled out getting the feeling he was about to come and I told him to lie down…I wanted to finish the job. I felt on his dick and began to stroke it up and down…making it a little harder…then I bent down and took it in my mouth. I started slow and soft but soon I started sucking as hard as I could and went as deep as I could. While working his cock with my mouth, I began to reach under and rub and squeeze his butt. I love his butt…it’s so thick and sexy. Then I rubbed up and down the top and inside of his thighs. I could hear him gasping and moaning in pleasure and this gave me satisfaction.

          He finally told me to stop and use my hands and rub and fast as I could…so I did. And not long after I touched his dick with my fingers and made a few up and down motions he came all over me and himself. His cum was soft and warm…I loved it. I rubbed it all over me…it was like the best lotion ever…and it was all him. I loved the thought of having little Rions all over my body. That just made me even hornier so I got up and lied next to him.

          We must have laid there for 30 minutes…just naked, talking, and rubbing each other all over. He fingered me some more…but slowly and lovingly this time as we talked about how amazing that was and how much we loved each other and how we couldn’t wait to get married and do that every night then just lay with each other naked, tangled up in each other. We dreamed of how we’d be fucking each other so hard…then just falling asleep while his dick was still inside me, and how perfect it would be.

          We finally got up, got dressed, kissed a few more minutes…and I helped him to the door. I didn’t want him to leave, but I knew he had to. He slowly walked out the door…releasing himself from my grip on his hand. I ran upstairs and watched him peddle away from my house. As I watched him get farther and farther away I thought to myself “He’s so fucking amazing…I’m the luckiest girl alive.” And I was…

That night I slept the best I had ever slept in my whole life.

 

Epilogue

          My first time; it couldn’t have been more perfect. It was everything I could have asked for…plus more. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way or with any other person. It was like a dream come true.

 

 

She was overtaken by the limited side of love. In it’s earliest stage, she finally determined, it was lust. That was the starting point to it all. The feelings one has towards another, or a thought, or a feeling, that a person somehow obtains in the beginning. Where it leads is up to the actions and meanings of that person. It can lead to something wonderful, she thought, or to something destructive. But to whatever end, she became devoured by its draw.

And so young, that was the real travesty. She was only thirteen when she began her journey. It was only thoughts and feelings at first. Ideas that were theory and only theory. Ideas that would last many months before acted upon. She was young and naive. Stupid at least in the matter. But it was her. She began innocently enough at first. Simple clitoris masturbation that led to little more than sensation and mild amusement. Then to penetration, self-induced of course, first with the fingers and then with larger and more stimulating objects. A carrot from the cupboard, then a banana from the counter top, then to larger items like lamp posts and eggplants. Perverse and right for her plight. It couldn’t be ignored. The stretching sensation, the pain, was all part of the process. Even her own fist eventually probed her vagina and her study. All continued until she felt she could learn no more from herself. The next logical step in her determined and obscene obsession was a man. Only then could she go deeper that she has already. Her virginity was really only a word by then. Her pussy had been stretched and probed more than many women twice her age. Her hymen long since gone. And by sixteen, she was only starting her walk toward sexual womanhood.

She began in the barrooms of the big city. Her home town and a focal point of horniness to be found in the country. Any man in any pub in the city would love nothing more in their drunken state, no matter how severe, than to "fuck" a young sixteen year old girl. An attractive girl to boot. She was well figured in appearance and cute as a button. Her stature was only a few inches over five foot but her proportions were nothing short of perfect. She had flowing brown hair and the votes of her peers as the most beautiful in her prep school. But she valued none of the praise or passes. The boys and girls of her classes could teach her nothing of her real pursuits. She was on a different sort of mission. She knew the task would be easy, even though her first attempt was filled with nervousness nonetheless. She was still a perfect little lady in appearance. No one knew of her innermost desires but her, and she was now about to throw that away, even though most who cared wouldn’t know.

She entered the bar to little affair, though a few patrons stole a glance. She knew her message would be short and sweet to whomever she decided. It was simple. Nothing more than study. This first time would be with a man of at least some attraction. Someone with something to offer her own amusements. She spotted the man perfect for the part only minutes after arriving and parking by the bar. He was young and unassuming. Seemingly as naive as she. He barely looked about as he seemed new at even ordering a beer. He couldn’t have been more than twenty-two, and handsome. A good build and a wonderful demeanor. Even at first glance, Tiffany knew she had found her man. She walked right up and began her new chapter in her quest.

"Excuse me sir." She said.

"Yes ma’am." The boy replied.

"This will seem forward, but I was wondering if you might like to fuck me?" She said matter-of-fact, never taking her eyes off him.

"Ma’am?" He nervously replied.

She could tell he was thrown by the question and she was a little taken herself. She had gone over it many times in her head how it would all play out, but it now seemed very different as she said it. Very whorish.

"I mean to say if you are horny and you like me, I would like to spend the evening with you in some nearby boarding room. I have a few things I need to discover." She said, as if it would make it more comfortable.

The boy excused himself after a few seconds and left. Tiffany was awed. She hadn’t expected a turn away from her proposal. But it seemed that was the case. She waited a few more minutes and was about to leave, being overcome with sudden embarrassment. Then as she was turning to walk to the door, she saw the boy approaching.

"Sorry about that. I had to use the facilities, and I admit I was overwhelmed with your offer initially. I didn’t know what to say. I have thought about your proposal and would like to take you up on it if you still would offer." The boy said.

Tiffany smiled and grabbed the boy by the hand. She had pre-arranged a room only a block from the pub and led the boy there without a word. After arriving, she told the boy to make himself comfortable on the bed as she would be right back. She stepped into the bathroom and stripped away all of her clothing to the floor. She looked at herself a long time in the mirror and reassured herself that this was the right thing. She pushed her middle finger into her pussy and gave a few rough thrusts as if the reassure herself of her purpose and then walked naked back into the room. The boy had done as much in at least undressing and was sitting on the bed with only a smile.

Time was a factor to Tiffany. She was not there for fun necessarily. She was not there for him. She was there for herself and her study. He was only a new devise. A means to knowledge. She didn’t say a word as she walked up to the boy and to her knees. His hard cock was in her mouth before words could be spoken. It was enough to make the boy tense and raise off the bed with lust, though she kept his cock secure in her mouth. She began to suck as hard as she could, wanting his first orgasm in her mouth soon. It was one of the lessons she needed. To know what the male ejaculate tasted like. She hoped it would be as sweet as she had imagined. Moments later she knew. He began to moan louder, telling her he was about to come as if she needed the warning. She became only more eager as she quickened the pace. She tasted his first blast barely, feeling it hit roughly at the base of her throat gagging her ever so slightly. She would not relent however, and slowed only after the last spurt had long since left. She held him in her mouth sucking all she could before removing his penis and savoring the seed. She rolled his load around her tongue to get full flavor before swallowing his load. Though the taste was not what she expected, she did love it. More than she had thought and smile up at him, opening her mouth to show him she was satisfied.

The boy was in a lustful fit as he needed to cum again. His demeanor was changing. To Tiffany’s surprise, he roughly pulled her up to her feet and threw her onto the bed. She was taken by his aggression, but offered no resistence. If she was to learn she figure she must learn it all, even the more vigorous and possibly undesired ends of sex. She felt him jam his fingers hard into her pussy. It was painful at first but she still made no resistence. He then positioned himself on top of her with his free hand on her throat, his other still pushing into her pussy.

"I’m going to fuck you hard now you little slut. No one has fucked you before. Not like this anyway." the boy yelled, gritting his teeth.

Tiffany only turned her head in distaste of his statements, showing no emotion but a squint of pain from the first thrust of his large cock into her pussy. He never slowed down as he thrusted harder and faster into her pussy. She gripped hard at the sheets and bit her lip not to scream. She secretly was beginning to love the feel and this new object was the best she had received into her snatch. He then began to suck and bite at her nipples roughly as she began to lose control. She finally screamed out and dug her nails into his back as she begged him to fuck her harder. The boy was now taken by the situation, realizing she like what he was doing despite his misunderstanding of it. He then decided it was time for the next step in his plan. He rose and harshly flipped Tiffany over onto her stomach. Before she knew his intent, his cock was digging into her asshole. She had though it would be unpleasant at first, as she had never had anything in her ass in all her self-studies, but soon began to relax and allow his cock entrance. He pushed even harder then, and did not stop until his cock was fully inside her ass. She had screamed out many times during the act but never to stop, only to go faster and harder. She wondered then why she had resisted this pleasure before. He pumped vigorously at her anus, raising himself up to allow for harder thrusts. He then pulled out, straddled the backside of her head and wiped his cock off in her long hair as he masturbated. His cum filled her hair as he matted it in with his hand after he was through. Tiffany lay motionless as he got dressed and left, saying only "Thank you slut" as he shut the door behind him. Tiffany lay motionless, breathing hard for several minutes. A smile of satisfaction was on her face. She knew her next move now and she though on it as she showered in the motel and got dressed to leave. The boy had taken her a few steps farther than she had planned and she was pleased by it all. Her next step was a big one, but one she knew she was ready to try.

The biker bar had a nasty reputation. It was filled with undesirables and known by woman to be a place to avoid. A rough establishment to say the least. She knew she was going to get fucked hard by many men and might not even have to say a word. Her dress and demeanor would say it all. She also knew that if things became to unpleasant she probably would be unable to stop it. It was a risk she was willing to take. She had worn a trench coat for the drive to hide her attire. She stepped out of the car as she parked right next to the front door. She then took the coat off revealing only a garter belt with a leather thong, a leather bra, and fishnet stockings running from mid-thigh down to her spike-heeled pumps. She was in all black, almost naked and wore thick makeup to complete the disguise. She was ravishingly beautiful and with her appearance, could have convinced even a devout priest to fuck her in the ass.

She could hear the noises of drunken men and loud music even before she opened the door. As she entered, the bar almost came to a stop as everyone looked her way. She did a turn as the door closed behind her to give everyone a look. She raised her arms above her head with a smile and showed off her body to the crowd. There was no turning back now. Her bare ass attracted a few whistles as she finished her turn and put her hands on her hips with an attitude and a smirk. The games would now begin. A fat man with a long beard was the first to approach. He must have been in his 50s as his beard was mostly gray and his face was weathered. He had on faded and dirty blue jeans and a button up shirt with a black leather vest and a black leather hat. He definitely looked the part of your classic biker as his steel pointed boots clanked on the floor as he approached.

"Little girl, have you lost your mind?" he asked.

She only looked at him with a smile and then crouched in the floor in front of him. He looked down at her as she placed her hand on his crotch, feeling his cock grow in her palm. She then unzipped his jeans and reached in, pulling his semi-hard cock free. He never said a word as she opened her mouth and took his cock in. He moaned a little as she began to suck. He tasted like stale piss and smelled like he hadn’t bathed in a week as she continued her business. It was not unpleasant for her however, she loved having cock in her mouth and found the whole thing overly erotic. She hadn’t noticed the other man come up behind her until she felt his hand on her ass, squeezing and rubbing roughly. She then rose up again, sticking her ass out to the man while never taking her mouth off the cock she was pleasuring. She heard the zipper and felt its steel as the second man pushed her thong to one side and slid his cock completely into her soaking wet pussy. Both men had only medium sized dicks, but were amusing nonetheless. She began to moan as the second man’s thrusts increased, causing her to take the first’s cock farther and deeper into her mouth as she sucked. The second man was removing her bra and fondling her budding breasts as the first man moaned and came into her mouth. It was as sweet as the last seed she had swallowed in the motel and she never relented until her pulled away. A little of his cum spilled from her mouth onto the floor, but she swallowed most of it before standing up. The man fucking her was thrusting hard where they stood and kissing her neck as he rubbed aggressively at her now bare tits. He came in her pussy and then pulled away as she felt it running down her thigh. She stopped it with her hand and brought it up to her mouth as her eyes scanned the room for her next subjects.

She noticed that many in the room had taken their cocks out and were rubbing them as they had watched her. She asked "Who’s next?" as she licked the last of the cum from her fingers. Everyone stood motionless as she finally found what she wanted. Standing next to each other were two well-hung men fondling their man hoods. They were younger than the first two she had already drained and looked to be perfect for her needs. At least her most immediate needs. Their cocks were thick and must have been ten inches long as she pointed in their direction and began to walk their way. She had only taken a few steps before she felt a hand grab her left tit and stop her. She never took her eyes off the two men she had started for, as this unexpected mystery man stopped her and pushed her head down toward his crotch. She was pleased to find a slightly larger cock than the first two pointing in her face as she took it into her mouth. She sucked hard and fast, keeping her eyes off the two men she had started for. She had never even looked up to the owner of the cock that was in her mouth to see what he looked like. She was after the first two and needed only to satisfy this one so she could continue her journey. The man came quickly and she swallowed and rose back up, walking again to the large cocks she desired.

As she reached them, she grabbed their cocks one in each hand and led them to a nearby pool table. She then released and had one of the men lay on the table with his cock high in the air.

"I want your cock in my pussy," she said pointing at the man on the pool table, "and I want your cock in my ass," pointing to the other who was standing next to her, "and I want them both right now." She then got up on the table and straddled the man, lowering her pussy down onto his cock. It was huge and fit snugly as she moaned with pleasure. She then looked back and pointed at her ass, letting the second man know it was time. She lay still as she felt a spit of saliva hit her asshole just before he pushed his cock fully inside her anus. Then the fucking began as they got into a rhythm. She was moaning uncontrollably now as the man under her sucked at her tits. She was being doubly penetrated by the two biggest cock she had yet seen and she was loving it. Inevitably it would end though as they both needed to come. She quickly rolled onto her back and hung her head over the side of the table as the two men positioned themselves on either side of her head. They were still jerking off when she felt another cock entering her pussy and beginning to fuck her hard. She was moaning again when the cum began to splash all over her gaping mouth, her lips, and her face. She was still swallowing and wiping cum to her mouth when she felt the man who had been fucking her cum all over her stomach. She then looked up to see a handsome, but dirty man jerking his cock and wiping it and his cum all over her stomach.

What happened next would be the finale of her study. She was still recovering when she heard a deep voice from toward the back of the room telling everyone to make way. The crowd quickly began to part as Tiffany got off the table to see who it was. She was in awe to see a huge black man walking her way. The people began to almost cheer his name as he came forward. "Johnny, Johnny!" the crowd yelled as he came closer. For the first time, Tiffany felt some concern as Johnny finally was before her. He was massive. He must have been close to seven feet tall and weighed at least three hundred pounds. He was an angry looking man with a powerful look. He had on jeans and boots with no shirt. Only a vest and a hat on his upper torso. He was very muscular and intimidating. Tiffany shuttered a little thinking what must be coming, but was excited at the same time. Tiffany was like a dwarf in comparison. And then Johnny unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. A shiver came over Tiffany as she felt a little light-headed just by first sight. His cock seemed unnatural. It was still flaccid, but even then must have been fifteen inches long and three inches wide! She though of running out of there and trying to get away, but she figured she would never make it. And even then, she was curious. What if she were to fuck this massive cock? She figured it would complete her findings on sex. She decided to stay as she became more and more excited.

"Suck on that you bitch!" Johnny said deeply. His voice scared her as much as the words.

"You must bes the dumbest bitch in the world to comes in here like that. You wants to get fucked huh? Well yous abouts to gets whats yous wants." he said.

He then grabbed his cock and pulled it up toward her face. She didn’t have to crouch very low to get into position. She slowly moved her mouth to his cock and took it’s head into her mouth. Just the head of his cock was enough to fill her mouth as she began to try and suck it. Her mouth was as wide as she could get it, and she gagged and drooled as he tried to stuff it in as far as he could. Her saliva was running from her mouth and slimily falling to the floor as Johnny’s cock grew. She could feel it growing and feared it would soon be too big to get out of her mouth. She pulled away with a pop and gasped for air as Johnny laughed.

"You ain’ts woman enuff yet for Johnny. But you wills be before you leaves here." He said.

"You can’t sucks it then you cans stroke it." He said looking down at her.

She looked up with tears in her eyes and began to stroke his massive cock. She was not sad or scared really, though concerns were there. She was crying because the cock had gagged her so much that her eyes were watering. Her thick mascara was smearing down her cheeks as the patrons of the bar laughed. Johnny wasn’t laughing though and his cock was getting ever bigger in her hand. When he was finally fully erect, he must have been eighteen or twenty inches long and four inches thick. And it got even thicker closer to the base. She could not nearly get her hand around it, and was stroking it with two hands, one on the end half and one on the base half.

"That’s good bitch, you best be ready now for the fuck of your life." Johnny said.

He then grabbed her with one giant hand and raised her to her feet. She was nervous with excitement as he turned her around and bent her over the pool table. She looked around best she could to see him lifting his massive cock up towards her cunt. She was amazed to see how far away he was from her still as she felt his cock press against her slit. It took up her entire entrance as he pushed it part way in. She gasped at the size of just his head in her pussy as she screamed. The crowd gave out a laugh as they knew there was much more to come. Johnny then gave a great thrust that pushed his cock about a quarter of the way in and forced Tiffany to slide across the table in pain. She screamed even louder but made no effort to escape as the crowd cheered. Her pussy felt completely stuffed and yet she knew there was much more cock to come. With a second, and more forceful thrust, Johnny was three-quarters in and had hit bottom. Tiffany’s pussy was completely full and could take no more. Johnny was inside full capacity and knew it was as far as he could get from past experience. Tiffany passed out from the pain and regained consciousness to find Johnny pumping his cock in and out of her. She could feel the fullness and the emptiness with each thrust and knew her pussy was as wide as it could ever go. She began to enjoy it after a while and then to love it. She was an animal and after a few minutes was begging Johnny to fuck her hard, to his and everyone else’s surprise. The men in the bar then took turns as Tiffany sucked each dick that presented itself. Much later, she must have sucked fifty cocks and Johnny was still fucking her hole. She had came at least twenty times and felt her pussy releasing squirts of cum with each wave. It was the best she could have imagined. The men began to jerk off all over her back until she was practically in a bath of cum. She was drenched from waist to head in cum and was begging for more as others came in her mouth. Every man in the bar had gotten off at least once if not more. Her stomach was full of jizz and she begged them to come back for more. Then she felt a wetness at her ass and looked back to see Johnny pull his cock out of her pussy and roughly jam it into her ass. She again screamed and the pain was tremendous, but the pleasure and lust had taken over and she only wanted more. She grabbed the nearest cock and stuffed it into her mouth to muffle her screams. To Johnny’s surprise, she was taking more of his cock into her ass than he though possible and it was quickly turning into the best fuck Johnny had ever had too.

After a few more minutes Johnny yelled out that he was going to cum and everyone moved away. Tiffany was sore, but got up off the table and positioned herself on the floor in front of Johnny as he jerked his cock. It was so big he had to hold it up with one hand and jerk it with the other so he could aim it at Tiffany’s face. She sat open-mouthed as Johnny began to cum. It was like a fire hose as Johnny let loose a never-ending stream of gooey white cum directly into her mouth. The load completely filled her mouth and she closed to swallow as a second load hit roughly on her cheek and in her eye. She jerked away as the force and the volume of his jizz amazed her. He wasn’t done yet as at least twelve more ropes of cum forced out of his huge cock and into her mouth and all over her face and tits. Even as he was finishing, cum continued to flow like a river from his cock and onto the floor. She took his cock and drank all of it she could before releasing it and letting it thud loudly against his leg as she fell back to the floor in exhaustion, gasping for air. To her surprise, everyone gave her a rousing ovation as if she had just won an award or something. In a way, she felt like she had. She smile and asked where the ladies room was and went to wash up.

Over the next few hours, she sat and drank with the boys and became friends with them all. She would suck off one of them every now and then if they asked, but she let her pussy and ass have the rest of the night off, at least while she was there. She had fulfilled her objective now she thought, and was ready to lead a more normal life again. Her curiosities were met with satisfaction. She just wandered if she could go back to a normal life now. Or at least how normal that life could be. What was normal anyway? Well, she was definitely coming back to this bar next weekend anyway. And she was going home with Johnny tonight. That now seemed very normal to her.

As Todd went to the kitchen to get more sugar, he took a deep breath. They say men think about sex every six seconds; he was well up on that. Even though he thought Christina had the face of a teen, her body was all woman.

Heading back to the room, Todd stopped in the doorway. “You’re such a good boy. Come and get your treat” said Christina childishly. She was on all fours, completely naked having ditched the gown, presenting her beautiful ass to Todd.

“What about Nick?” said Todd.

“What about him?”

Todd knew the score; running up behind her, he unzipped his fly and unleashed his ten inch boner. Christina smiled at how well endowed he was. Todd smiled even more when he slammed it up her pussy. He looked down on his brown pubes meeting her hole before fucking her hard.

Christina’s ample breasts swayed as he drove his cock up inside her. “OH! That’s it Todd! Do me baby!” said Christina. He needed no encouragement and plunged it in deeper making her scream. Todd now slid into Christina’s soaked pussy with ease as he reached over to grab her tits, making a loud thwack with every thrust against Christina’s beautiful ass.

“Oh shit! Oh god! Harder! Harder! Fuck me harder!!” Todd obliged. The room built up a musky scent from their lusty lovemaking. Aware of his rising cum, he pulled Christina’s ponytail to go deeper.

The beautiful body he was doing was too much for him and after four more hard thrusts, Todd withdrew his dick before firing an arc of sperm over Christina’s back. The horny couple collapsed on top of each other.

“Phew that was fun! I need a shower!” said Christina (not least because her back was covered in cum). Todd looked on a little dejected.

“Well aren’t you going to join me?” she said. Todd laughed as he stripped and they took to the bathroom.

Once in the shower, Christina turned to Todd and ran her hands over his powerful chest. “That’s quite a six pack you have there” she said as she starting kissing his chest all over. Todd’s cock that had momentarily started to flail, sprang to life again.

“Oh look who’s come to play!” Christina knelt down in front of Todd and licked his cock, before kissing the whole length. Standing up again she pressed her chest against his. Todd looked down on Christina’s huge mammary glands and sucked on her left nipple. Christina held his head against her breasts as he passionately devoured her.

Todd worked his way upwards towards her neck, kissing her tender skin. Picking Christina up by her thighs, he lined his cock up with her pussy. Sliding it in for the second time, Todd pushed her breasts together. TO BE CONTINUED

I was watching a film yesterday and a can't remember the exact line but it went something like "Why can't people just be upfront about it, say something like "I could feed you a line, I could tell you your beautiful but you know that because i'm talking to you, i've gotten dressed up to attract girls, you've gotten dressed up to attract guys and i'm attracted to you and it's for one thing, sex, I want to be with you.""

Five hours ago I was playing my guitar, thinking nothing sexual and I looked down to see a hard on. Everyone in the house was either asleep or out, so I got into bed, undressed and wanked over a fantasy about a married older woman moving in across the road, I was about to come and then stopped. I went downstairs, got my mobile phone and texted her, I said "When was the last time you masturbated?"

When you text someone, you check your phone every two seconds and it feels like forever even though you know they're going to text back. I didn't even check my phone once before she texted me back. "Why? When was the last time you did?"

So what do I text back? "I was, five minutes ago, but I didn't cum."

"Why not?" (It's funny, if it was casual, you ask random questions and say random things to fill up the text but when it's sex, you want it to be to the point but at the same time you don't want to seem as id you're interested in case it's all a big joke at your expense.)

"Because, I want you to make me cum. Look, for all you know this is a mate of mine or I might be drunk out of my head but I want you, do you want to meet up? we could get a room at the ***** *********?"

"How will I know if it is you who's texting?"

So, I phoned her "Do you want too?"

"Yes."

"I'll meet you at ******* in a half hour."

"...Okay...Bye..." She said.

I went into my bathroom and threw cold water over my head. Then, I made a mess of my bedroom by pulling out every piece of clothing I had. What do I wear? Nothing over the top; Black t-shirt, open denim shirt, buttom up jeans, black boxers, black or no socks, leather slip on shoes.

We met up and went to have a drink at a bar. We didn't say much, "Hello." "How are you?" "Do you want to do this?" "Yes."

When she looked at me I turned away and when I looked at her she did but that was followed by a slight touch of leg to leg, arm to arm and then we went up to the room. How does the fantasy go?

I put my hands on the sides of her face and looked into her eyes, and kissed her lips as I did the first time, some years ago.

She was nervous, so was I. "Shall we undress." She said, I think she just said that too say something and then regretted it, she was beautiful but shy. I took one step back and dropped my denim shirt and black t-shirt on the floor. She was wearing a black v-neck top, she slowly pulled it off, her legs were shaking, when she pulled it off, she got as close to me as she could because I don't think she wanted me too see her. I turned off the lights and we both undressed at our sides of the bed before going under the covers. We was lying, facing each other but apart, I stroked my hand down her side and as she moved slightly forward, her hand touched the head of my penis. I kissed her and she pressed the palm of her hand up against my rock hard cock. I moved one arm and one leg under her side and pulled her ontop of me, my cock rubbing against her pussy as our kisses got more passionate and more furious. I kissed every part of her body, she felt every part of mine apart from her pussy and my cock. I could feel her heart beating as I held her close. "I want you in me." She said, suprisingly confident, and then said shyly "If you want." I laughed, and slid down to the bottom of the bed, I kissed her wet pussy and she wrapped her legs around me as she stroked my hair with both her hands arching her back. I slid my arms under her back as the lamp at the side of the bed was turned on and off. I licked deep inside of her, licking the A, B, C's around her clit. I tasted every taste of her. She moaned innocently.

I slid back up the bed, and she escorted me out. She kneeled before me. She was sweet, a differen't person to who'd I seen, completely letting her guard down, "I havent done this before, I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to do it wrong."

And then she swallowed my cock, sliding her lips up and down my cock, licking and jerking me, wrapping her arms around my legs. "I'm cumming." She wanked my cock and opened her mouth as I came, swallowing every bit of my pearly white cum.

We layed in bed, her back to my front, as I felt her tits and fingered her pussy. "I want you to fuck me on that table." She turned on the lights, and walked on the tip of her toes as fast as she could to the table, she hopped on and opened her legs and lurred me with her finger. As I began to get out, she layed back pinching her nipples, and moaning. I walked over and held her legs on my shoulders as I hammered her pussy with my cock, she screamed silently. I held the back of the table, fucking her faster and harder wanting her more and more. Her tits bounced up and down, she pulled my lips towards hers, as I was about to cum, I stopped and Fingered her, and licked her and waited until she was ready "Now" she said, I stuck my cock in her and held her tightly, my head over her right shoulder, her head over my right shoulder as we scratched each others backs to hell. We held eachother, cumming and moaning, until our breathing calmed door, and we just held eachother, just to touch.

We fell asleep in the bed at about two o'clock and woke up at three, "I need to get back." She said, "But, my fantasy, I want you to rape me, fuck me up the ass, and cum in me." She locked her self in the bathroom, pretending to have a shower, I got dressed and kicked open the door breaking the lock, I grabbed her hair tightly, I hurt her but as I began to let go she punched. I threw her on the bed and wrestled with her getting hit and kicked until I got her face down lying above her, I un-buttoned my jeans and pulled out my cock and slammed her ass as she groaned in delight and pain, I filled her with my cum as her jaw spasmed.

I layed ontop of her for ten minutes puffing and panting before we went in the shower and washed eachother's bodies. Then we got dressed and left, I walked her home and kissed her goodnight.

I came home an hour ago and got a text message from her, She asked, "Was that a one time thing?"

No. It wasn't, I want her now and will want her tomorrow night. I'm sat here with a hard on, and when i've submitted this story, i'm going to get into my bed, take off all my clothes and wank off to her ontop of me, fucking me. I can't stop thinking about her.

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Prologue

Diun’ja was the greatest warrior his people had ever seen. He had won many battles and much honor. As was custom the strongest was chosen for the breeding as was his reward. A world was chosen to spread his seed and through this spread his perfection as his people saw it. It was an isolated world where his progeny could grow. Earth was its name and the inhabitants would be unaware of the true purpose of this alien visitor.

Mistaken for the Homeless

Diun’ja traveled from the landing site dressed in street clothes that his people had given him to better blend in. He was lured by the city lights of L.A. Even from a distance it drew his attention. In this place there were many opportunities to meet potential mates allowing him to spread his genetic material.

Diun walked the streets of Los Angeles taking in all the new sights. There were building he had never seen and many people dressed in strange garbs. He must have wandered a good portion of the city before he decided to rest. Uncaring of the cold he fell asleep on a park bench in the middle of a park. Diun awoke to feel something tap his foot and a woman’s voice. Shifting where he lay he caught sight of an attractive brunette in a uniform. It was the middle of the night and a full moon hung overhead. The badge she wore said police on it. Diun ignored her and went back to sleep. There was another tap on his sneakers this time more insistent. Annoyed he rolled over to face the cop and found a second one with black hair done up in a pony tail. She had tanned skin and the features of a Hispanic woman. Her body was tight and slender. This time she had been the one who had tapped his boot.

The other woman was backing up her partner when the black haired woman said, “Alright buddy time to get a move on or we’ll have to put you in the squad car and take you downtown.”

Diun disliked the threat that was implied in her voice and rose to his feet. Growling he returned the challenge staring down at the two women. The second one moved for her taser firing it at him. The jolt that would have put down a full grown human no matter what size he was didn’t bother Diun. For him the jolt was barely noticeable though it was clear what she tried to do. Picking up the dark haired one by her uniform he tossed her into the second one easily. The two women fell to the ground together unconscious from the impact. The attack now answered he moved off no longer interested in staying there. On his way out he found their cop car and to avoid possible pursuit he decided to put it out of commission.

Jessica and Patrice woke up to find the homeless man gone and rushed to the cop car. Exiting the park they found it laying there tipped over on the street. Looking inside they found the radio ripped out and the camera inside the car destroyed. Patrice pissed off kicked the side of the car. She couldn’t believe something like this had happened. It took awhile before her partner was able to calm her down. They decided to walk back to the station and possibly wave down a police car along the way before one of them spotted the perp up ahead.

Diun had just started walking away when he heard someone yell, “Freeze!” Standing in front of a wall he merely sprang over it landing in a crouch on the other side before continuing on. Both women looked at each other in disbelief. Finally Patrice after a moment led the way after him leaping to catch the top of the wall. Hoisting herself up she offered a hand to her partner who did the same. After landing on the other side they unholstered their guns continuing the pursuit.

“Shouldn’t we shouldn’t we just let this one go and call for backup?” Jessica said as they continued to follow his trail. Looking for any sign of him Patrice replied, “And tell them what? That we lost the perp after he somehow managed to knock us out, flip our car, and leap over a wall right in front of us? Are you nuts? They’ll laugh us right out of the station! Now come on!” Patrice said leading the way. Jessica was close behind when she saw Patrice disappear suddenly and she moved around a nearby corner.

Jessica wasn’t able to get a shot off as she followed and was caught by surprise with a punch to the gut. The wind knocked out of her she folded to the ground her legs giving out. Patrice was on the ground in a similar position holding her gut and barely keeping herself from puking. Looking up Jessica saw the perp looking down at them waiting to see if either of them got up. Both women’s bodies had never taken a punch that hard and would take them a little while to recover.

He picked up both their guns now loose on the ground and tossed them on the building they were leaning against. Satisfied that they were in no condition to follow he turned around. Patrice managed to catch her breath and got up. Charging she tried to leap on his back and catch him in a sleeper hold. Jessica’s partner had a good grip and had taken many other much larger opponents by doing just that. This time however Jessica saw the man quickly turn around and catch her with one hand by the throat.

Shaking his head in disgust at this continuing annoyance he decided that no other choice but to embarrass them to try to end this. He intended not to hurt them seriously and would hold back. Letting her go he ripped open her sleeve tossing it aside then backing away. Patrice not getting it attacked again with a punch only to lose another piece of her clothing. Jessica soon began to see the rules. Every time he was attacked Patrice would lose something. Deciding to hit him while he was distracted she aimed low for the back of his legs aiming with her nightstick. A hand caught her near the collarbone and squeezed before she could even bring the weapon to bare. Jessica’s eyes rolled up into her head as she passed out.

By the time she woke up Patrice was riding the man they had just been fighting. Sliding up and down on his cock she felt him cum coating her insides. Jessica was so shocked she could only stare at the whole scene aghast. Pushing Patrice’s heaving body off so she rolled onto her pile of clothes beside him Diun got up. Jessica was soon given a face to face with his huge member still stiff, and hard now wet with her friend’s juices. The moon light illuminated his tan skin and powerful form as smiled the smile of a predator stalking his prey. Even now his pheromones were beginning their work but Diun was growing impatient. He was beginning to like the softness of these human women. Even now he yearned to feel their velvety softness envelop his pole as he fucked Jessica as he had her friend.

The other one had been less resistant he found this one far more admirable. She reminded him of one of his own species’ women. Mating among his people were far more violent in comparison. A male had to prove his prowess by showing his strength. The act fueled their hormones of both causing the mating to become much more heated. The other one had begun to show him some new things before she finally lost it and mounted him riding him to the end. 

Grasping Jessica’s hips he pulled he up onto her knees. Positioning her in front of him he was given a pleasing view of her crouch. Ripping a big enough hole to expose her beautiful pussy he rubbed it with his fingers stroking her. Jessica sucked in a breath gasping at how good it felt. Slipping his fingers inside he copied his earlier actions with Patrice. Stroking her he teased her pussy until she begged for release. Smiling Diun slipped his cock in easing it in inch by inch. Grasping her hips he buried himself all the way up to the hilt. Jessica sighed in contentment as she felt his full length buried inside her Jessica’s body shivered with anticipation.

“Fuck me please fuck me!” Jessica cried out. Needing no more encouragement Diun gave Jessica what she wanted. Grasping her hips plunge his hips forward as he used her hips to pull her back against him giving hard deep thrusts. Building up a hard pace skin could be heard slapping against skin as their two bodies slammed together.

“Ah, ah, ah aaah!” Jessica screamed passionately a Diun hammered into her.

“I’m gonna cum!” Jessica yelled after ten minutes of this her body squirting out her juices all over him. Her whole body spasmed as the orgasm wracked her from head to toe. After pulling out his sperm on its way into her womb he got up and got dressed. Two women were now pregnant in this surprising turn of events.

Jessica was still gasping for air shivering in the cold night air when Diun left the two of them. It would take awhile before her or Patrice were in any condition to head home and get dressed. Both were sore but still feeling the effects of their orgasms as they tried to recover. Seeing him leave Jessica wondered who the stranger was and where had he come from? There was no doubt that she and Patrice would remember this night for the rest of their lives. They would call their sergeant later and try to explain how their car got flipped, and try to get it returned to the station. Even now Jessica knew they would have to lie. Who would believe the truth?

Sniffing his fingers Diun licked Jessica’s juices off his reveling in the taste. No one had told him how good human women tasted down there. Their cum tasted ever so sweet, and satisfying. His taste buds went wild as he licked his fingers clean his thoughts turned to idea of eventually getting more.

A Female Hiker

To avoid any further trouble from the police Diun decided to move away from the city for a while heading out to the hills. He had discarded most his clothes preferring to leave them behind once he reached the safety of the hills. Already he began to dislike their constriction and how they made his body feel hot as he hiked up the hill towards the Hollywood sign. He felt quite free like this without the restrictions of human clothes. A young female hiker was making her way up the path and spotted the naked man up the slope. His body well formed not too muscular. His species were not built to get much bigger for they were far denser than humans. Though his skin looked soft like theirs it was in fact stronger than any metal after dealing with strong gravity from his homeworld.

The woman stood dumbfounded looking at his alluring body every bit masculine. She made an audible gulp as he neared her, his pheromones filling her nostrils and making her body excited. She looked down in shock to find her nipples already hard and her pussy juices soaking her panties and pants.

She had extra set of clothes in her backpack and she would need them as Diun ripped open her shirt before planting a hard kiss on her. In a second movement he tore her pants open tossing them aside.

Monica a petite blond with small breasts and sexy curved ass stood now naked in front of the well-hung Diun. How all this had happened she didn’t know but she didn’t argue with her luck as he bent down and picked her up hoisting her right off the ground.

 The strange man must have been 6’4 towering over her at Monica’s height of 5’2. All the natural lube her body was producing was about to be put to the test as his massive member buried itself into her helpless body. Hanging off him she was jarred by the impact as he began to fuck her Monica’s orgasms coming all too fast. Every nerve in her body was so sensitive and she didn’t know how long she could last like this. Part of her felt like she was going to die by being fucked to death her body finally giving out under the strain. Monica felt like a rag doll and was loving every minute of it. Never before had she felt like this with every other man, and she didn’t want it to stop. Sweat covered her body and her breaths came in gasps. Monica felt like she was running a marathon as she seemed to climax without end against this seemingly tireless machine of a man.

With a loud growl she felt him cum inside her spurting his great load. Monica whimpered as she sensed that the experience was over and this strange man would leave her.

“Please don’t leave me. I have a house not far from here. You could spend the night there and leave in the morning if you wish.” Monica suggested hopefully. Diun nodded seeing such a thing could prove useful.

Helping her dress he carried her back to her home because her legs could no longer carry her for a time. Diun found clothes from one of her old boyfriends that he had left there inside her closet. Some of the more baggy sweats and t-shirts fit him and he picked the most ideal to wear. He had decided that though he might have to wear human clothing it was not necessary to be uncomfortable.

Before he left Monica begged for him to take her one more time. This time he experimentally tried a slower pace to see how she handled it. These human women appeared to be more fragile than the females of his species. It wouldn’t do to kill one of his mates so he tried things more slowly. Her responses to this change further encouraged this.

Monica wrapped her legs and arms around him meeting each thrust. Pumping in between her legs Diun became fascinated by this response. Normally his species simply took what they wanted hard and fast. Now it was not nearly pheromones that were bringing her to orgasm but his improving technique. He sensed every reaction before she made it anticipating her. It was a new experience not simply breeding but giving a part of himself. The sound of her breathing, and her smell heightened his own pleasure.

Kissing her neck where it met the shoulder he heard her gasp out, “Yes, Yes. That’s it! Don’t stop! Ohhh Sh----ttt!” Diun felt her cream all over his cock her mouth hanging open. She kissed his neck as she tried desperately to catch her breath her chest heaving.

 Diun had been unaware he was even capable of this and it was a welcome discovery. Monica’s orgasms were fewer but more intense as her body was barely able to contain it. On the last one she passed out overwhelmed and exhausted. Diun was sure even now that a child would soon begin to grow in her womb. In a matter of weeks not months she would give birth to a healthy child that would be his. He had not talked to her the entire time at least not verbally.

He merely communicated his intentions unconsciously as was common among his people. Monica would raise her hips during sex allowing him better access or give him a glass of water when he wanted it earlier that morning. He could achieve this after making a conscious effort to communicate it. Speech had been forgotten years ago among his species. Even now he was barely relearning it instead he decided to stick to sensing her intentions just as she sensed his. It began with an image or emotion. Sometimes it was hard to describe. He simply knew what she wanted.

It was a beautiful feeling when dealing with humans. Their emotions were less raw like a pouring river and more like a gentle stream. Diun found it soothing as he let it flow through him mixing with his own emotions. He communicated how beautiful he thought she was at that moment gently planting that image in her mind. Like a flower she opened up to him it was Diun’s turn to gasp as he felt the full impact of it.

The thought of this woman carrying his child filled him with unusual pride. Normally his people did not open themselves to the thoughts of their partners especially when they considered them inferior. By all accounts that is what humans were. His people were the picture of physical perfection. None suffered from any physical ailment or disease.

They were tougher and stronger. Their minds sharper than the greatest of the humans able to anticipate an opponent, and take preemptive actions to defeat them even before combat commenced. Diun remembered each battle he had ever fought in and those that belonged to his forbearers. In his DNA were the memories of thousands of males and females from his line that came before him. Each lesson had helped shaped him adding to his own personality and strengths.

He had proven his line to be superior and all had bowed before him acknowledging his perfection. The new title of Nafi had bestowed to him for he was the first to ever rise to such a height. Even after he had bred with the unwed females of legal age many more of his own people’s women awaited his seed seeking to share in his superior genetics. Why did he not feel as honored by that notion as he once had? Was it perhaps that he felt a kinship with these humans?

In the beginning their two species had not been dissimilar. His people had advanced far because their desire to prove their own genetics. When a new species came their genetics strengths were added to their own, and those who were not strong were merely breeding stock to make their children strong. Eventually the weak were bred out and only the powerful remained.

Diun’s mind now turned to the woman on the bed before him. Her name was Monica and he saw her dreams and desires. She wanted children one day but had been told that she couldn’t. Despite this he sensed that his DNA had only fixed this problem. The first sample had healed her imperfect womb and the second had planted his seed there. In their coupling he had and sensed their potential.

A new doubt was placed in his mind: Did he really want to leave is progeny to fend for themselves? Why not stay and see them grow up? Perhaps he could even see what they would do on this far removed world, and what of the mother’s of his children? Diun had no doubt his children would act out of the ordinary.

While some might not notice their mother’s soon would. Eventually they would seek out their birthright as warriors yearning for the call of combat.

Even now Diun remembered his past experiences. It had a strong pull among his people. Through it genetics were proven as with every other physical or mental competition. That same drive would exist in his young no matter what the humans tried to teach them.

Why he worried about such things when none of his kind had before he didn’t understand.

Putting these thoughts aside he kissed her cheek tenderly an image of tenderness he had seen in her mind. She would have her wish for a child and he had provided the opportunity. Walking out of the house he headed towards the lights of the city. Already exciting possibilities filled his thoughts and he was eager to see what else he could learn from these humans.

Naughty Librarian

Diun decided in light of all he had learned already he should do some more studying on humans. Heading back into the city he eventually found a library where he could have access to books to learn from. Picking out books on sexuality he placed his hands on each page reading it by touch. Each impression from a former reader gave him the information the book carried within it. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn’t notice a librarian sneak up behind him.

“Find what you needed?” She asked a smile on her face as he turned. Diun calmly turned to look at her returning her smile.

Sending her the impression he hadn’t she replied, “Would you prefer a book on sexual positions?” This startled Diun as he noticed that he hadn’t consciously communicated it. Was this a side effect of having sex with humans? How else had they begun to affect him that he had been unconscious of? Why had his people not told him of this risk? Diun had never heard of anything like this happening in the past.

 Recovering quickly without her noticing Diun smiled acknowledging her question. Looking at the floor shyly Dana tried to gather her courage as she tried to think of what to say.

“If you want I would be happy to show you some personally.” Dana said blurting out her innermost desires. Her hand quickly covered her mouth as she realized what she had just said to him. Dana wanted to simply get away her face burning with embarrassment.

Diun was intrigued as the freckled red head blushed. He had never seen anything like it. Reaching out he stroked her face surprised it was not red hot due to its color. Smiling as he looked into her deep blue eyes he nodded indicating he was interested. Dana couldn’t believe it.

“We could meet here after work.” Dana suggested. Diun frowned at this. He did not like the idea of waiting. Seeing his reaction Dana’s tongue licked her lips simply trying to wet them. What Diun saw was an action that inflamed his arousal. He had read about the act of kissing and was eager to try it. The act had in fact reminded him of it. Using his stroking hand on her face as subterfuge he reached into her mind lightly plucking out an image. It was her version of the perfect kiss.

Taking her in his arms his mouth hungrily sought hers just like in the image and his tongue parted her lips. Moving around he stroked the inside of her mouth with it concentrating on her enjoyment. Dana felt herself cum right there and then wetting her panties. Wrapping her arms around his neck she deepened the kiss feeling his strong arms wrap around her. When he broke the kiss Dana desperately tried to kiss him again but he stopped her, his finger pressed against her lips. Dana whimpered her eyes begging to continue the intimate act.

Controlling himself and his growing need to have her Diun planted the image of her home in Dana’s mind. Nodding in agreement as if he had said it verbally she led the way out the door. Finding her car they drove back to her house. Once they were inside Dana closed the door behind them. When she turned around Diun began kissing Dana’s neck making it hard for her to concentrate. Something was still causing her to hesitate so Diun stopped.

He wondered what was wrong and she gave him her answer, “I’m a virgin.” A questioning look came over his face after hearing this. He did not understand the full implications. The impression he was getting didn’t make sense. She knew about sex but was nervous about her first time. His people were never nervous. They had too much memory to call from. Surety was a part of being who he was.

Taking his hand she led him to the bedroom. Inside was the usual furniture along with a T.V. and VCR.

Turning on the television she pressed play on the VCR. Images came on to the screen of a man and a woman having sex. Seeing it Diun nodded understanding. That was how she knew. Like he knew how to have sex from his memories she had learned from these images on the screen. Touching the VCR he read from it that she used it quite often for this purpose, as well as something more.

He saw her touching herself while watching as well as using some strange object. Pleasure was attached to this image and he wondered what it was. Even now he could hear a steady hum attached to this new image.

Moving to one of her drawers Dana took out a vibrator showing it to him. Taking it he looked it over and handed it back wanting her to show him how to use it. Removing her clothes shyly she moved to the bed. Dana felt so self conscious in this situation. She had never done this with a man in the room before or anyone else for that matter. Laying there with her head propped up by the pillows Dana began to stroke it across her pussy. It buzzed and vibrated sending tingles through her body. She seemed to focus on her clitoris a lot pressing it there and holding it before moving on. As soon as she was good and wet she slid the vibrator inside herself.

Once it was all the way in she began to move it in and out fucking herself with it. Diun watched in wonder moving in closer for a better view. An image on the screen caught his attention. Dana had forgotten to turn it off. Its sounds filled the background as she continued to play with herself. The sound of one woman cumming had caused him to look at it. A man was licking the woman’s pussy and she was running her fingers through his hair. 

Diun liked this image and was eager to try it for himself. Searching for the word from among her memories his mouth moved clumsily trying to say it, “I…try…please?” Dana stopped slowly removing the toy and handing it to him while it was still on. Taking it he positioned his head over her pussy so he was lying on top of her. Using the vibrator at first he teased her clitoris pressing it firmly against her clit and then removing it.

Facing his cock Dana had her own ideas about teasing and began to lick and play with it. Her fingers and tongue stroked it playing with its length. Diun gasped at the sudden sensation unprepared for it with his attention directed elsewhere. As she began sucking it firmly in her mouth he tossed aside the toy and began licking with enthusiasm. Dana made sounds to show her appreciation. She was so wet and delicious that Diun practically tried to suck and lick off all he could of her juices.

Dana came many times this way making him cum with her as well. What she lacked in experience she made up with passion. Apparently Dana liked how Diun’s sperm tasted as well. To her it tasted like a sweet syrup and she couldn’t get enough. About the fifth time Diun had to get her to stop or she would have kept on going until her jaw got sore.

Lying there next to each other they kissed tenderly while Dana rested and relaxed. Diun was eager to cum inside her after she had caught her breath. Dana was only happy to oblige. Climbing on top she mounted him and began to move her hips up and down riding his cock. Now she was in control, and the one time that Diun tried to get too involved fucking up into her she shook her head to stop him saying, “Wait a minute baby you’ll like this.”

Moving her hips in a circle she ground into him like the porn movies had shown her. It took awhile to get the hang of it but eventually she got the response she wanted. Diun grasping her hips began to spurt inside her the stimulation too much. How many times he came she didn’t know but each one sent her into a mini orgasms and she liked it. She had never seen a man do that in any of the movies and was so proud of herself for causing it.

 By the time it was over he was exhausted as well. Both of them were covered in sweat as they slipped underneath the covers. Dana cuddled against him and Diun enjoyed the feeling wrapping one of his arms around her and kissing her forehead. For the first time he found himself wanting to tell her everything but he knew he shouldn’t. How could she understand and what if she turned away from him because of it? These new emotions began to unsettle him and he decided to leave the next day when she left for work. There was something dangerous about this woman he had not dealt with before. Part of him was screaming to get away from her.

Kissing her goodbye he waited until she was out of sight before he left. As he walked down the street in search of something new another emotion surfaced and he did not recognize it. It made him feel bad for leaving her and not trying to explain. It was an emotion humans called guilt. What he didn’t realize is that during the experience he had done something without realizing it: Diun had stopped using pheromones.
A Stripper’s Surprise

While walking the streets Diun met a mugger. Pointing a gun at him the man urged him into an alley. Little did the mugger realize just who he was dealing with.

“Give me your money!” The mugger yelled keeping the gun on him. As close as they were Diun could feel the evil of the man and see the images of the innocent people he had killed. Some he had raped, while others he had murdered in cold blood uncaring of how much they suffered before they died. This made Diun angry though he couldn’t explain why. Moving forward he felt the impact of the bullet on his skin and ignored it. The bullet did not penetrate or even hurt. The mugger panicked and kept firing without any better luck only stopping when a punch from Diun leveled him breaking his jaw.

Taking the gun Diun crushed it into a hunk of metal in his hand easily, dropping it on the ground beside the mugger. Liking the man’s overcoat he saw little harm taking it from the unconscious thief. When he thought of it the man might have tried to kill him and done the same as he put it on.

As part of that thought process he had little trouble taking any of the man’s money or the valuables he had stolen. Touching the man’s sleeping mind he picked out the image of a pawnbroker nearby who unknowingly sold the stolen goods from time to time. The mugger had used many of them to cover his tracks and not cause suspicion.

Walking there Diun sold the watches, rings, and other things that he had found on the mugger. The money was pretty sizable because most had been expensive, and Diun added it to the cash he had already taken. Thanks to what he had already learned Diun knew how much each bill and coin were worth.

Walking the streets he walked in front of a strip club where a man called out to him, “You interested in a good time friend? Plenty of pretty ladies inside just waiting for a fella like you.”

Diun sensing no danger from the man or from anything inside, he shrugged and entered the building walking right past the man. He was a large fat man with a big buzz cut and a good set of muscles on him. Judging by the look of him Diun guessed he was also there just in case of trouble. The man smiled pleasantly at him waving him inside.

It was dimly lit inside with flashing lights and mostly empty chairs around little tables surrounding a stage. The stage was towards the middle of the room against one of the walls. There were a couple of guys inside but they were just some of the regulars who frequented the place. Most were middle aged guys or older men looking to get away from the troubles outside and see a good show. Diun watched some of the women as he took a seat at the bar with some of the other men. “What will you have stranger?” A pretty little blonde bartender in nice black shirt vest and black slacks asked.

Seeing what the nearest man had been drinking he pointed at it. The drink was a hard whiskey. The lady poured and all the men who happened to glance over at him were impressed when he just downed it unfazed. Sitting there Diun wondered what the purpose of the drink was. It held a slight warmth going down but that had been it.

Looking at the other men he saw varied degrees of reactions from them as they continued to drink. Everyone one of them seemed to enjoy the aftereffects if not the taste. Putting a bunch of money down Diun asked for the bottle. Handing it to him the bartender had a amused smile on her face that quickly disappeared as she watched him drink. Downing it with ease Diun opened his throat chugging the contents of the bottle. When he was finished he set it back down again not drunk at all. Waiting for a few moments he sat there patiently wondering when he was going to start feeling as the other men felt. After awhile he grew disappointed staring at the bottle as he waited when nothing happened. Looking around he found everyone at the bar staring at him their mouths wide open.

Uncomfortable under all those eyes Diun moved to one of the tables near the stage for a change in scenery. There were some chairs surrounding the stage itself. An attractive Latin woman with nice tan skin a beautiful ass and shapely legs motioned him over. Unsure of what to do he stayed at his seat unwilling to move.

One of the other strippers who had been talking to a regular came over to Diun and said, “She wants you to go over there big boy. Don’t worry she doesn’t bite.” The stripper who had said it was an older blonde woman with a sizable bosom and nice curves. She was still quite pretty and had an aura of sexiness about her that seemed so natural. “After you’re finished you can have both of us if you want. By the way my name is Emily and the one eyeing you on stage is Candy.” The blonde said.

Getting up at her urging Diun made his way to the stage taking a seat. The woman started posing in front of him arching her back and giving him a view of her still covered pussy and tits. Diun watched the show curious. While interesting it didn’t feel private like he wanted. He was growing to dislike the attention of other eyes, it proved to be distracting. Seeing that she wasn’t getting his full attention Candy danced a little closer now her pussy was only inches from his face. Smelling its sweet scent and feeling her closeness Diun started to pay more attention.

“What’s wrong baby? Don’t you like me?” Candy said concerned. While her tone had been playful when she said it there was genuine concern behind it.

It had been a long time since she had actually had to try to keep a man’s attention. Obviously either this man felt uncomfortable in present circumstances or he had something else on his mind. Part of her job was to make him comfortable and forget about other worries. A happy man came back because he had been satisfied in the past. Coming up behind him Diun sensed Emily’s presence.

“Maybe it’s the crowd. He seems to not like it. I saw him looking around while your back was turned. Perhaps he would prefer some private time.” Emily suggested. Smiling as she understood Candy said, “Would you like to have both of us sweetie?” Diun looking at each of them and nodded. After Candy finished her show she and Emily each took one of his hands and led him into one the private rooms.

Both women were very wet and hot from being so near to him. Technically the pheromones that Diun was pumping out without thinking about it weren’t even necessary. Diun was a lot more handsome than the average joe who came in here and both women were eager to have a little fun.

Taking their tops off each woman gave him a lap dance feeling his hardening cock as the rubbed against it, and were impressed by the size of it. While Emily was giving him a dance her friend watched Diun’s hand move to Emily’s pussy rubbing it. Candy was surprised when her friend didn’t move it away immediately and instead seemed to go with it. Rubbing her clit through the fabric of the g-string bathing suit Diun felt her grinding against him increase. He quickly loosened the strings on each side of her bottom revealing her pussy. The reason soon became clear as Emily squirted all over the place gasping as she was overcome by an orgasm. Diun had safely moved her clothes out of the way just in time.

Candy could only watch as Diun set her friend on the ground getting up off the cushioned seat they all had been using. Rubbing some of the juices dripping from Emily’s pussy Diun coated them on his rock hard member. Getting behind her while she was on her hands and knees he entered her ass slipping in easily with all the lube. Emily had never cum that much in her entire life and was now glad of it. Her cum now allowed Diun to fuck her virgin ass with minimal discomfort.

Fucking her ass like he would her pussy Diun went nice and deep causing Emily to shake as another orgasm hit her. Jealous of her friend Candy quickly removed her own bottoms and took a position right next to Emily looking back at Diun expectantly. Smiling Diun pulled out of the other stripper and entered her pussy.

At first he plunged in and out for a few moments until she too came squirting all over his cock. Pulling out he pressed his cock against her asshole. This time he plunged in halfway in one move. The force of it caused Candy to tighten from shock of the sudden intrusion gripping him. There had been no pain thanks to the lube but she had expected a little more warning and there had been mild discomfort. Diun gave her a second to get accustomed to him before he finished burying himself in her until he was all the way in.

Candy braced herself for the fucking she knew was coming but it never came. She looked back at Diun after a moment puzzled at this and saw a smirk on his face. Candy realized that this man wasn’t about to do anything until she begged for it.

“Fuck my ass baby. Please fuck my tight little ass. I need you baby!” Candy said begging just like he wanted. Satisfied Diun started fucking her ass just as he had done with Emily.

“Harder baby! Fuck me harder!” Candy called out the music outside covering her shouting but everyone in the room could hear her.

Grabbing her firmly around the waist Diun started slamming his hips forward catching her surprise. Orgasms began to hit her faster than she was ready for them as he pounded into ass relentlessly.

“F---k, f---k, f---k, f----ck!” Was all that could be heard from Candy after awhile. Pain began to mix with pleasure and she asked him to stop. Collapsing to the floor she lay there breathing hard covered in sweat. Rolling onto her now sore backside she soon got a view of Diun moving back to Emily. Locking eyes with Candy he gave her a conspiratory grin. Candy nodded smiling as she knew that poor Emily was about to get exactly the same thing.

Watching Diun give it to her friend made Candy all hot and she played with her pussy. Cumming just as Emily came Candy saw her own fingers all drenched with her cum from masturbating. Seeing it Diun pulled out of Emily moving towards Candy. Candy was almost afraid he was about to take her ass again and quite frankly she didn’t know how much more of that she could take. When Diun instead sucked on her wet fingers licking them clean and then moved to her pussy to begin licking it instead she found it a welcome surprise. Candy’s head fell back as she came all over Diun’s tongue.

“I…think I have a few more in me as does my friend.” Candy said catching her breath. Who was this guy and where had he been her whole life? Smiling teasingly Diun went back to Emily making Candy jealous. Slipping between Emily’s legs he looked at Candy the entire time as he fucked her friend finally cumming inside her.

Candy was worried that she wouldn’t get any now that he had finally cum and was disappointed at the thought, but as he left Emily laying there on the ground his cock stood at attention. Getting up eagerly Candy wanted him to lift her up and fuck her and Diun did just that. Wrapping her arms around his neck she moved in time with his powerful thrusts kissing his face and neck as she came three more times.

On the last one Diun’s tongue flicked repeatedly across her right nipple as he licked and sucked her breasts before cumming inside her pumping his jism into her. Leaving half the money he had brought with him Diun kissed the women goodbye after getting dressed. Walking out of the strip club he made his way outside joining the city foot traffic.

The Great Awakening

Diun wandered all day touring most of the city. As the sun began to set his thoughts turned back to Dana and the short time they had spent together. What was it about her that he couldn’t get out of his mind? Was it her smile? That in itself warmed his heart, or was it something much deeper? Standing in an empty parking lot he wished to be alone with his thoughts away from the distracting sights and sounds of the city. In the blink of the eye he found himself in the middle of a forest. Looking around he wondered how he had gotten there. Diun had never experienced something like this before. How had he traveled outside the city in such a short time?

Going over the last moments before transporting himself instantly to this place Diun remembered his thoughts had been about Dana. Curious at this discovery he focused on her trying to search through his feelings about her to learn more. He remembered the sense of goodness he had felt from her and her openness. She had felt a connection with him that made her automatically comfortable. Diun had not had to try with her. Everything had felt so natural and he had truly enjoyed it. It was not simply lust but something different, something more. Finding this feeling interesting and wonderful he dwelled on it living in the moment.

Like gas to a flame the dark flame he had used to win so many battles sprang forth showing on each hand at first. It was made from psychic energy that he had learned to control over the years. He alone had learned to master it while the rest of his people were incapable of achieving it. Turning white it began to spread over his body covering him from head to toe. 

Just like all the other times when it had stayed on his hands Diun felt no pain or suffered any damage. The same warmth was there like before but he felt the heat within him grow stronger. The heat went from the outside in meeting at his core it sprang out again in a powerful chain reaction.  Diun barely kept himself together when the shockwave of psychic energy began to build up in his body. Diun called for help as his mind began to shutdown and he saw only a white light.

Dana heard Diun’s voice calling for help and rushed to her car driving out of the city in the direction of his call. As she drew near Dana saw a flash of light ahead and immediately stopped her car. A shockwave rushed towards her and she ducked down unbuckling her safety belt to get to the floor. It struck the car sending spinning for several moments before it came to an abrupt stop next to a few downed trees. Getting out of the vehicle she found the trees on either side of the road knocked down. From all evidence she had been on the edge of the effected area.

Diun’s voice still called to her but is was weak and barely a whisper. She climbed over a number of fallen trees before she found him in an open area free of trees and vegetation. Floating in the air he shown like a miniature star brightening up the entire place.

“Diun, is that you?” Dana called out. The light from Diun dimmed until he was his old self again floating to the ground. When his feet finally touched the ground Diun sighed in exhaustion falling on his back. Dana rushed to his side cradling his head. “Hello, fancy meeting you here.” Diun said with a tired smile.

Raising an eyebrow Dana said, “Well it seems your speech has improved. If nothing else that’s something. So…wanna tell me what happened?”

Getting up slowly with her help Diun replied, “It seems when I experience a deep emotion it affects the control of my powers. Now they seem to be stronger than ever, and I am witnessing new ones as well.”

Looking around at the devastation Diun said, “Somehow I think I am responsible for all of this.” Glancing around Dana nodded saying, “You wouldn’t be wrong. Perhaps we should stop from the top. Who are you exactly?”

“Well there is an easy way to do this that is really going to hurt or the hard way which won’t but will take some time.” Diun offered. Thinking it over Dana said, “I guess I’ll take the easy way.” Bracing herself she felt Diun touch her forehead with his fingers and a searing heat stabbed into her brain. The heat was followed by a series of images that flooded into her mind until the pain disappeared all of the sudden. Opening her eyes even though she didn’t remember closing them Dana found her mind filled with uncountable images.

“You wanted to do what?” Dana said coming at him threateningly. Raising a hand in warning Diun replied, “I should point out that hitting me would hurt you a lot more than me. In fact all I’ll feel is the impact. With that in mind I am a very different person now though I can now understand why you would be angry.”

“Well at least you know that!” Dana said kicking him in the balls and then crying out in pain. Slightly grimacing Diun said, “I admit that hurt a little. Do you feel better now?”

 Rubbing her sore foot Dana said, “Good it was worth, and yes I do. Now that that’s done where do we go from here?” Hearing the distant sounds of sirens approaching Diun said, “My suggestion would be to get your car and head home before they arrive.”

Looking in the direction of the sirens Dana asked, “Exactly how are we…” A single flash of light occurred and they were back at her house damaged car and all. Turning to Diun she found him rubbing his temples. “Got a headache?” Dana asked.

Giving her a tired look Diun answered, “Yes, I suppose you are enjoying this as well.” Walking up to him Dana kissed him on the lips pulling his mouth down to meet hers. The kiss was short and sweet. “Forgiveness is a human emotion too.” Dana said looking into his eyes. Taking his hand she led him inside.

Feeling A Little Hungry

Dana awoke the next morning to find Diun eating ice cream. From the look of it she saw it was her French vanilla. “Hey!” Dana said as she watched him eat another spoonful.

Swallowing Diun said, “What? I woke up this morning and was really hungry.” Walking over to the ice cream container she found it empty. “So you ate all my ice cream!” Dana said. Shrugging Diun replied, “It tasted good. You have really good taste.”

“Don’t try to kiss up. You owe me a new container of ice cream.” Dana said. Setting down the spoon in the now empty bowl Diun said, “But I don’t have any more money or a job for that matter.” Writing on a piece of paper she peeled off a notepad on the counter Dana handed it to him.

Looking it over Diun said, “This looks like a list of chores.” Nodding Dana replied, “Yes it is, you can do it or get a job. Good luck on that without anything like a birth certificate or a social security number.”

His shoulders sinking in resignation Diun got to it. He waited for Dana to leave before a smile appeared on his face. It was now time to see what he could do with his new found powers. Focusing he pictured each of the windows opening and saw each one had indeed opened. Moving furniture out of the way with his mind he levitated each rug to her washer in one of the back rooms. Picking up the detergent by hand he stuffed the smaller ones inside.

Pouring the in the cleaner he started the washer. The larger ones he levitated near the window. Shaking out the dust using one motioning with one hand he collected the dust using his other hand. With another gesture with the same hand he forced the dirt outside.

Finishing his “dusting” job Diun moved on to cleaning with sponges in the bathrooms and kitchen. Finishing mopping he moved all the furniture back smiling as he looked around at the now clean house barely an hour after Dana had left. The question was what to do now? Diun bored decided to head out into the outside world. T.V. as it turns out didn’t really appeal to him. After watching for a couple of minutes he lost interest. What he needed was something active to do.

The world itself now seemed to have a new depth to it as he walked among the crowds of people. Each of them appeared to have varying degrees of white and black colors that highlighted them. A number of them fit into a comfortable gray. It was the darkest of them among the flood of people that interested him the most. Following a few of them Diun watched some gradually turn darker and darker while others went totally dark in one moment.  Diun saw each decision and was able to anticipate it.

After a time he was even able to intervene easily with a mere suggestion to just turn them around. Some of the harder cases found a ghostly figure whose eyes had a frightening fiery stare. Unnerved they chose to run rather than face him. In the end it saved them from getting hurt. It was easy to trick them by placing images in their mind.

One however didn’t seem to care how scary he seemed and pulled a gun on him in the middle of a convenience store. The shotgun started to swing toward him and Diun moved too fast for the gunman to level it on him. Grasping the stock he jerked it up towards the ceiling allowing it to discharge before he cracked it back in the man’s face knocking him out. Unconscious with a bloody nose the man just laid there in front of the register.  

When he started to leave Diun heard a voice behind him. “Hey mister you forgot your reward!” The teenage girl behind the register said. Handing him some money at the door she thanked him for his help. Nodding Diun made his way to a nearby supermarket and bought some groceries. Finding a place where he wouldn’t be seen Diun blinked back to Dana’s kitchen. Once there he stored away some of the groceries sitting down after making himself a ham sandwich. Dana liked them a lot so he made another one for her and placed it inside a sandwich bag. Storing it in the fridge he cleaned up after himself.

When Dana got home Diun said, “House is clean and your ice cream is in the freezer. He failed miserably when it came to hiding his smirk as he saw the look of shock crossed her face. Finishing the sandwich he had made Dana said, “Well considering all you have done today I think you deserve a reward.”

Washing dishes Diun replied, “No that isn’t necessary. I was happy to help out.” A change in her mood caused him to perk up and turn around. Removing her top Dana took a spoon out of one of the drawers. Next she took out the new ice cream container from its place in the freezer. Opening it she dug some ice cream out using the utensil spreading it over her nipples. Motioning him over Dana smiled. Returning it Diun licked the ice cream off her nipples running his tongue over their entire length not missing a drop. The sensation of cold ice cream and then his warm mouth on her breasts was lovely. As he got into it Dana wished he would suck her toes just like that. Dana had always fantasized about a guy doing that to her. She thought of it sometimes when she played with herself.

Taking her hand Diun led her to the shower in her room washing her body from head to toe while they were inside. Dana wondered what would be next as he handed her a towel after drying her off with another one and said, “Let’s move to the couch.” Following him there hand in hand Dana sat down and Diun knelt down in front of her. Taking her left foot he brought it to his mouth while keeping eye contact with her. Licking and sucking her toes he watched her gasp and squirm. Gripping the couch the act totally turned her on. “Fuck me!” Dana cried out.

Pausing a question on his face Diun said, “But your other foot…” Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt Dana said, “I said fuck me!” Getting up Diun quickly got undressed as she unwrapped her towel exposing her naked body.

“Yes maam!” Diun said positioning himself and entering her pussy. Grabbing both her feet he began to fuck her while continuing to give her toes some much needed attention. It didn’t take her long to cum like this loving what he was doing to her. Noticing Diun was still hard and ready to go Dana said, “Against the door baby. I want you to fuck me against the door.”

Picking her up Diun positioned her so her back rested against the front door. “Now give it to me Diun baby. Let’s see what you’ve got.” Dana said stroking his chest and kissing him. Their tongues moved inside each other’s mouths. Taking his cue Diun plunged into her with short thrusts so as not to hurt her.

“Tell me when you get close baby. I want you to fuck my tits and cum all over them.” Dana said her head leaning back. Diun nodded continuing to fuck her without missing a beat. When he felt the first signs of his body getting close he pulled out letting Dana down. Laying on her back she cupped her breasts together waiting for him expectantly. Straddling her chest Diun moved his hips back and forth fucking his cock between her beautiful freckled tits. After a few moments Diun’s cock exploded shooting ropes of sperm directed over her tits and neck.

 Looking down at the evidence of his climax Dana said, “Nice pearl necklace.” Seeing the puzzled look that crossed his face Dana said, “Never mind dirty joke.” Laying down beside her Diun smiled up at the ceiling enjoying the afterglow. “So how did you pay for all that food?” Dana asked curious. “I got a job.” Diun said with a pleased look on his face, “And you know I think I’m pretty good at it.”

Epilogue

Diun sat by the bed in the hospitable room with his new wife. He smiled as she held their little girl Daniella. Looking on her with pride Diun prayed to Pree’mus his god, and creator of all that he had not made a mistake granting her the power that had been bestowed upon him that fateful night years ago.

While his other children would have the physical strength of the Harreden she would grow into new powers they would not possess. The only half human among them she would represent the strengths of both races. Calling on the ancient words of worship buried in his genes and long forgotten by his people he asked that she become a moral person and strong enough to face the trials ahead.

Taking her from her sleeping mother’s arms Diun held his little girl so wondrous and beautiful. “Hello my little one. I will do my best to raise you in the best of both worlds. This I promise you. You will grow up to be a fine woman one day, and know that no matter what I will always love you.” Diun said kissing her forehead.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Ok I'm not taking you anywhere until you can give me at least one honest answer. Now how old are you?

 Seventeen she said as she stared at the ground.

 "Are you sure?"

  She pulled a High School student body card from the same pocket that had her date of birth on it.

 HMM, Nice picture.

 Thanks, she said beaming.

Are you loaded?

 No sir.

 Right, you smell like bong water. I..I.. I.. I'm sorry sir, my cousin and I smoked a joint earlier.

 Where does your cousin live.

 Just right behind this house on the next street over.

 So why doesn’t your cousin give you a ride.

 She doesn’t have a car and my aunt is not home.

 What time does she get home?

 I don't know.

 Why not.

 Ok, my aunt doesn’t like me because she thinks I am a bad influence on my cousin. She is coming home at 3:00 o'clock.

 Are you?

 Am I what?

 A bad influence?

 Ah no, maybe, I honestly don't know sir. I just really need a ride.

 That sounds honest.

 You ever been on a Harley before?

 No sir.

Do you have a Harley t-shirt?

 Yeah I do, why.

 Ok then, I'll give you a ride.

 Her face lit up like the fourth of July.

 I helped her get her helmet on and I fired up the bike. As I helped her on the motorcycle, I asked, what is your name kid?

 Isabel, she replied, Isabel Green sir.

 Ok Isabel Green hang on and try not move around too much back there.

 Yes sir.

 And stop calling me sir.

 Gretchen was still standing in the doorway and flashed me her tits real fast. I shook my head and said, I don't believe she did that.

 Isabel said, what?

 Nothin kid, hold on.

 I popped the bike in gear and we roared off toward Sulpher Springs.

 As we approached the onramp to the highway. Isabel was squirming around on the back seat of the bike. I thought oh shit here we go again. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around me to hold on better and dropped both hands in my crotch my dick lurched, and she squeezed it and started rubbing. It felt kind of nice, but that was what was so shocking. I sure didn't need her kind of trouble.

 I down shifted and pulled into the old abandoned lumber yard's parking lot. I set the kickstand, jumped off the bike and yelled, get the fuck off. Isabel got off the bike and stood with her head down staring at the ground.

 What the fuck was that all about?

 I thought I was doing something nice for you. You aren’t doing me any favors. I'm old enough to be your grandfather. Besides I already got laid today.

 I know, and her eyes dropped to the pavement again.

What did you say?

 I said, I know, my cousin and me snuck into that lady's yard to smoke a joint. We heard you guys fucking and were watching, through the window.

 Shit! You were watching? For how long?

 About an hour. We didn't see much we mostly sat outside the window and listened.

 Shit? Do you realize that is against the law? I could have you arrested?

 Well shit Kevin, what would have you done, if you were my age.

 You know my name?

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Fuck yeah that lady kept going oh fuck me Kevin, Oh God I love you Kevin, Oh God I love your cock, oh fuck me Kevin. I was so hot I didn't know what to do. She was having such a good time. I wanted you to fuck me too. Isabel started to cry.

 So I waited outside until you came out. I'm still hot, I want you to fuck my pussy. I want you to be the first one, and she reached out for my cock.

 Oh fuck no! Get the fuck away from me. I jumped back like she was poison.

 Isabel started to sob now. I wanted to do is do something nice for you.

 For me! You mean you wanted your plump little pussy packed.

 Oh yeah, I want you, I want your cock in my pussy and she stepped toward me and laid her head on my chest. I thought I would try to console her and I felt her hand in my crotch again.

 Stop that! I yelled, and jumped back.

 She started crying again.

 I climbed back on the hog. "I ought to make you walk home. Get on the fuckin bike. I'm taking you home and if I ever find you looking through the window again I will have you arrested."

 Isabel started sobbing again.

 I said, get on the fucking bike!

 Isabel climbed up and behaved all the way to Supher Springs.

 Now Sulpher Springs is a little run down town that was all but abandoned in the nineteen forties when the most of the logging mills were closed. There are a few historical sites there but not much else. Isabel pointed the way to her house. It was way back up toward the foothills and she pointed to a dirt driveway filled with ruts and pot holes and I made the turn. About a quarter of a mile up the road we came to a run down house probably built in the twenties or thirties. The steps and the porch were rotted through, the porch had boards missing, and two of the windows were broken.

 I parked the bike and I helped get her helmet off. Ok I'll see ya.

 Wait, I'm sorry for that.

 Forget it. I restarted the bike.

 Wait!

 What now!?

 Can you shut off the bike?

 I shut it down.

 Can you wait until I see whose inside?

 What do you mean, I thought you lived here?

 I, I do but I never know who is going to be there.

 Why?

 My mom brings home these drunk assholes from the bar all the time.

 Oh, shit here we go. I know what becomes of these kinds of situations.

Teenage girl drunk and probably a dope fiend mother. I see it everyday at work it's tragic. Ok I'll come in with you to make sure your ok. I walked in the little old house and it was sickening, beer cans, cigarette butts everywhere. Half eaten plates of dried food everywhere. Dirty clothes strewn all over the place garbage everywhere. The stench was disgusting. What I kept looking for was to tell me the full story. There it was on the kitchen counter. Little bowls made of tinfoil, small zip lock baggies and cotton balls. The sure sign of IV drug use.

 How long have you lived here.

 About three years.

 Go get changed and pack some stuff to last a few days. Isabel again lit up like a Christmas tree. Don't get the wrong idea. I just want to make sure you’re somewhere safe. Hurry up I don't want to be here when your mom comes home.

 Oh she won't be here, not until the bar closes anyway. She is only here when she has dope.

Ok well go get your shit but just enough to last for a couple of days. Remember we are on a motorcycle.

 Can I take a shower?

 Yeah if you hurry. I mean hurry! I'll be outside.

 As Isabel was doing the deal, I wondered how life must have been for her there. Poor Isabel an now my new friends and I seemed to upset her apple cart by her watching the super fuck session. Now she is probably as fuck crazy as I am.

 She is a darling, I thought smooth pink complexion, five foot two maybe, and very nice tits a little bigger than Sherry's but no where near Gretchen's about a 38 D is my guess, plump ass very curvy dispite her terrible taste in clothing. I caught myself thinking about what her young little plump virgin pussy tastes like and what a virgin pussy felt like. I had never had a virgin. And decided I had to put those thoughts way out of my mind.

 I lit a cigar and took my thoughts back to what see must have seen. If she saw the things that I see every day working with drug addicts, my heart goes out to her. I thought about what she said about being a virgin. Most of the young girls I've seen in these situations were usually molested, raped, or pimped off for drug money. The poor kid she will probably never have a normal life because of what she has experienced growing up in this situation.

 I wanted to know what she seen and what she was doing in Gretchen's back yard. Isabel came out the door wrapped in a towel and kept trying to rearrange it and kept giving me little flashes of her tits and her shaved little pussy.

 Isabel stop that.

 What?

 You know what you’re doing.

 You ready yet?

 I, I need to know where I'm going?

 Ah poor kid, I thought. I'm gona see if I can find you a safe place.

 Are we going to your house?

 Only as a last resort.

 Now hurry up I haven't got all day.

 I'll be right out.

 As she past the rickety old door I saw her loose the towel and turn toward me cupping her tits and pinching her nipples. Oh fucking great I thought. Where could I find her a place to stay? I bet Gretchen places women all the time in shelters she would know. I can't let her stay here. Maybe a CPS placement, Mental Health maybe, I wonder if teenage nymphomania is a mental disorder?

 I went in to see what's keeping the little shit. I went in and knocked on the closed bedroom door c'mon.

 I'm coming right now.

 I wondered how to take that.

 Isabel stepped out of the doorway in a pair of tight, flaming red, hot pants. A black tight low cut stretchy top with a little red lace see through camisole, black and red lacy sox and a pair of black stiletto open toed heels. She was still smearing flaming hot red lipstick on her big heavy lips that I didn't notice until now. I stood dumb founded for a few seconds staring at the pump little camel toe in her shorts, she was obviously not wearing any undies. Then I noticed her nipples were pierced and she had those little barbells stuck through both of her nipples, they were clearly visible under her stretchy spandex top, no bra either. Her tits were bigger than I thought and perfectly shaped. She still had a towel wrapped around her head. I had to shake the visual out of my mind.

 Oh hell no!

 I wanted to look older and sexier for you.

 Oh hell no!

 You can't wear that on the bike Isabel, have any tennis shoes?

 Yeah.

 How about Sweats?

 Yeah.

Get them and put them on over that, that, those clothes.

 Isabel started crying again, why don't you like me? she sobbed.

 Isabel you look very pretty, but I haven't got time for this. Damn she looks good enough to eat, I mumbled to myself.

 What did you say? I was hoping we could, well you know, before you took me somewhere and never saw you again.

 Not here Isabel you need to get your pretty little ass out of this filthy mess.

You think I'm pretty?

 Yes Isabel, I think you’re very pretty.

 Am I pretty enough to make love to like you did to those other ladies?

 Your scrumptious sugar, I bet you would just melt in my mouth.

 OH YEAH, that's the idea, she squealed.

 Here give me your sexy shoes and put those sweet little feet in some tennis shoes and get some sweats on and I'll a a .... I promise a .... you can ummm, I swallowed hard, model your outfit for me when we get to where we are going.

 Where are we going?

 You'll see sugar.

 Isabel was beaming now.

 You get your sweats on and I'll pack you’re a.... I'll um stuff you’re a........ I'll a strap your stuff on a...... I'll take your bags out to the bike. I bungeed her duffle bag and her little back pack on to the bike. And fired the bike up. Isabel came out and the sweats didn't help much they were two sizes too small. I already knew what was under them. The visual of the shape of her sweet little virgin pussy under her tight shorts remained. I helped her with her helmet and off we went.

 As I pulled out on the main road I realized I was in way over my head here.

 I still didn't know where I was going. By the time we got to town I was starting to panic. I didn't want to bother Gretchen because she was probably busy with Sherry. I didn't want to take her to my house because I didn't want her sneaking around in my back yard and peeking through windows after I found her a place. I stopped at the gas station just down the street from the house and called Gretchen.

 Whatcha doing baby? Gretchen giggled hey there big boy you miss me already?

To tell you the truth I really did. Whatcha doing right now? Oh just tidying up.

 Did you change your mind about dinner?Â

 Gretchen I really need your help with something right now.

 OOOO your such a stud.

 Are you busy?

 No Sherry is still sleeping.

 Can you come over? Sure just let me leave her a note in case she wakes up. I'll be right over.

Your right across the street from Sherry's old house right?

 That's right babe, thanks a million.

 I jumped back on the scooter and roared down the street to the house hit the garage door button and parked the bike. Closed the garage door and thought safe at last. Isabel got off the bike and started stripping her sweatshirt off.

 What are you doing?

 What you said, I get to model my outfit now.

 No, No, wait I have a friend that would really appreciate seeing you in that. Here let's get your stuff put away first. Why don't you go into the bathroom and fix you hair nice and pretty and put on your make up.

 Okay, just let me know when your ready.

 WWWHEEWW! hurry up Gretchen. I thought to myself.

 The door bell rang and it was Gretchen.

 Oh baby, am I glad to see you. I kissed her lots of times all over the face.

 What's so important?

 Come in and set down. Well do you have a teenage girl living in the house behind your house?

Yeah I chased the little shit out of my yard a couple of times. I think she was back there

smoking dope.

 Well she came back. While you, Sherry and I was making love.

 What?

 That's not the half of it. I told her about the girl I gave the ride to and how she kept coming on to me and wanting me to pop her cherry. How she had told me they had been watching us. I told her about the conditions where she lived. The rescue mission I was trying to pull off. The whole story.

 She said, hummm sounds like she has picked you to be her first. You might as well give it up big guy once a woman makes up her mind you haven't got a prayer.

 I explained to Gretchen that I was worried about her getting into the system and a CPS investigation it might come out that I had sex with a minor.

 Oh I see what you mean. Oh shit this is getting deep.

 So where is she?

 Suddenly the bathroom door burst open and Isabel strutted in all her glory. Come fuck me shoes and all.

 Holy Shit! Gretchen exclaimed this is not the same girl I saw you ride off with.

 I have been saving this outfit for a special occasion and she lightly stroked her little camel toe.

 She is gorgeous, her tits are ...., Gretchen started.

 Gretchen be nice. I said.

 OOOOHHH SHIT, your Gretchen, I didn't recognize you with your clothes on. You are soooo hot.

 Well your not bad yourself sweetie, you look delicious.

 She was hot, very long beautiful sandy brown hair. A little make-up and that sweet little camel toe, fresh baby skin face, and exquisite tits.

 I whispered to Gretchen, I want to just eat her up.

 So do I Gretchen said.

 Well Gretchen maybe you should eat her up that would satisfy her for now long enough so we can get her into the system to get her some help. I'll take her virginity later she is almost eighteen but the mind of a child.

 Well let her play with your cock for a while and I'll do the rest.

 I don't think that is going to be necessary.

 Damn it, I was looking forward to watching that, said Gretchen.

 So Isabel we were real curious about what you and your cousin were doing while you both were watching us fuck.

 Well my cousin is the same age I am. We both wanted to remain virgins so when I would come over we sometimes like to lick each other’s pussy’s. We sometimes went into Gretchen's back yard and hide in the bushes so we wouldn't get caught by her mom or the other kids.

 What did she do when you licked her pussy?

 She humps my mouth with her pussy. Some times we would cut school and lick each other all day. Sometimes we would use her mom's big vibrator. I really like that.

Did you ever put it in your pussy?

 No it's too big for that. It is one of those kind that you give massages with.

 So are you sure you’re a virgin? Oh yeah!

 So you have never had a cock in your pussy?

 Never. You want to see my pussy? My cousin sez it's real pretty. I shave it almost everyday.

 I'm sure you have a sexy little pink pussy. Right now I want to see your pretty plump tits.

 Isabel pulled off the pretty lace camisole and wiggled out of her tight little spandex top. Have your ever had your tits licked?

 Yeah, Isabel said shyly, I like that too, it makes my pussy hot.

 Isabel seemed to pranced back and forth across the living room.

 You seem a little nervous are you nervous Isabel?

 Yeah.

 Are you sure you are nervous or is it because you want to finger your pussy, MMMMM YEAH, My pussy is burning.

 Well it's ok to finger your pussy we would like to watch you finger your hot little pussy.

 Isabel's hand lightly stroked her pussy through her shorts and a little wet spot appeared. Isabel's hand went down her pants and we watched Isabel groped her pussy under her stretchy red shorts.

 I can tell your pretty little pussy is all wet isn't it.

 OH YEAH! What are you thinking about when you finger your pussy?

 Your cock in my pussy. I want your cock in my pussy.

 When you were watching us Isabel did you see Gretchen licking the other ladies pussy.

 No, not really I was watching your big fat cock fuck the other lady's pussy and I watched the ladies suck your big hard cock. It looked soooo good, I want your cock in my pussy so I can cum like they did.

 So Isabel have you ever had a cock in your mouth?

 Once, I almost did anyway. A boy wanted me to once, but he was so excited he spugged before I had a chance to.

 I had to keep myself from chuckling.

 Did you like that?

 Oh yeah I want to learn more about how to suck dick I want you to teach me how to suck your dick. I used to pretend I was sucking cock while I was masturbating. And I would suck on a big hot dog wiener.

 Did your cousin see the ladies licking each other's pussy?

 Oh yeah, she said one of the ladies had a great big tongue I think she likes to lick pussy more than she likes cock.

 Isabel why don't you show us your pussy now and how you like to finger your pussy and make yourself cum. Lie down on the couch and show us how you finger your pussy. Isabel obeyed with out hesitation. She dropped her wet little shorts and lay down on the couch and we watched her middle finger disappear over and over into her cum slick pussy.

 Are you going to give me your cock now? My pussy is all wet for you.

 Why do you want my cock so bad?

 My pussy needs it, Isabel moaned.

 Isabel's smooth, hairless pussy glistened with her own cum as she lie there stroking her wet little pussy. I wanted to give her my cock right there right then. I am sure Gretchen had some desires all of her own.

 Your cock made the other ladies so happy. I want that cock to make my pussy happy.

I will make you a deal Isabel I will make your pussy happy if you are willing to do what I say. If you proove to me that you are willing to do anything I say, I will fill your tight little pussy my big hard cock.

 OOOOHH YEEEAAAH! she groaned as she quivered in anticipation.

 Isabel, I won’t be giving you my cock today. So you want to see my cock Isabel.

OH YEAH, OH YEAH PLEEEAAASSSEE.

 I will show you my cock if you let Gretchen lick your pussy first.

 OH YEAHH! I want your cock. Gretchen knelt next to the couch before I got the words out of my mouth.

 Isabel do you like to kiss?, Gretchen asked in a soft sexy tone, Can I kiss you Isabel?

 Ok

 Gretchen tenderly kissed Isabel and my cock lurched in my pants when I saw Isabel’s hungry tongue gently lick Gretchen's lips.

 Will you kiss my tits moaned Isabel?

 Gretchen pursed her wet lips over Isabel's nipples made the pursing lip motions like she did when she was sucking Sherry's pussy. But her tongue tip was flicking across her nipples and Gretchen was soaking her tits with saliva.

 Isabel moaned and said, that makes my pussy so hot.Â

 Gretchen whispered to Isabel how does this make your little virgin pussy feel.

 Isabel opened her eyes to see Gretchen's tongue fully extended. Isabel's eyes got wide with fear, then softened as she moaned with pleasure as Gretchen's tongue moved her tits. Isabel's pussy oozed with approval.

 So how does your little pussy feel now? Gretchen tongued her belly and all the way down to the beginning of her pussy crack then stopped.

 OOOO, OOOO, OOOOO FUCK!, Isabel moaned and little Isabel's belly heaved.

OH YESS, PLEASE, OH GOD, OH GOD, DON'T STOP Miss Gretchen.

 You want your pussy licked?

 OH GOD YES, PLEASE!!! OH I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT, BUT PLEASE DON"T STOP NOW.

 You want that big fat cock up your little virgin pussy Isabel?Â

 I WANT THAT COCK, PLEASE, YES GIVE ME SOME COCK IN MY PUSSY.

 We need to make you ready for some cock you're not ready for cock yet.

 Yes please make my pussy cum, I want it in me please I want it. You may not be ready for cock but your about to get a lesson in pussy real soon.

 You want that cock don't you?

 OOOHHHH YEAH more than anything.

 So you are going to do what I say right?

 Oh Yeah! Anything you say.

 Now lay on your back. Spread those legs and open that little pussy of yours and I will give you a treat for being a good little virgin slut and doing what I say. Spread that pussy as wide as you can. Isabel laid spread eagle on the floor with her fingers up her pussy. How does your pussy feel?

 Oh it's HOT, SOOOO HOT.

 Gretchen knelt in front of her between her wide open chubby little legs. Your doing good young Isabel we will have you in shape in no time. Now who do you listen to no matter what?

 You Miss Gretchen any thing you say.

 Gretchen buried her tongue in Isabel's pussy. Gretchen withdrew her tongue and loudly proclaimed. Your no fucking virgin you little slut. My tongue went right up your pussy. You lied, you fish smellin cum sucking twat. You'll tell me the truth, who's been fucking you missy.

 No one, honest.

 That's no one, mam to you.

 Then what has been up your hole missy!

 My aunts little vibrator mam.

 You sure?

 Oh yes mam, I can't lie to you.

 That's better. Can I believe you missy can I trust you for the truth?

 Yes mam.

 Now what are these things in your tits? Gretchen grabbed both of the little piercings and stretched her nipples two inches. OOOOWWWW OOOHH YEAH, yelled Isabel as Gretchen released them. Isabel bucked her pussy a little.

 Good girl. I think your learning. Then Gretchen buried her face in little Isabel's cunt again.

Isabel grabbed Gretchen's head and shouted, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, my pussy OH FUCK! OH FUCK! I'M CUUUMMMMMMIINNNGG!

 Isabel screamed and bucked wildly Gretchen grabbed her plump ass cheeks and hung on so hard she dug her nails in Isabel's ass. Gretchen's monster tongue continued to work over Isabel's virgin pussy. Cum and saliva dripped from Gretchen's chin and Isabel's pussy. Isabel bucked and thrashed as she released two orgasms back to back. Gretchen was relentless as she clung on to Isabel's bucking ass as she tongued Isabel's pussy. Isabel thrashed like a girl possessed. Indeed she was possessed by Gretchen's wicked tongue. Gretchen finally released her grip on Isabel's plump little ass, her claws left deep red marks on Isabel's quivering ass.

Isabel lay there whimpering and her little belly quivered like jelly every couple of seconds as her orgasm subsided.

 Ok it's time to see how you suck dick. Here you want cock, get over here and suck this cock in your mouth. Isabel hurried over to where I sat stroking my cock then gulped it down hurriedly so as not to disappoint Gretchen. She hurriedly sucked my cock in her mouth.

Gretchen then commanded. Suck it! Hurry suck it you little cum hungry little shit! Swallow that cock I don't want to see any cock outside your mouth, it better all be in your mouth. Swallow it! I still see dick, swallow you little virgin cock sucker. Hurry up swallow it all. That's it, that's it all the way down to your belly if you have to, swallow all that cock!

 Isabel swallowed eagerly partialy gaging but swallowed with all her might.

I was very disappointed with Gretchen's next command. I was ready to blast a load of cum in her belly watching her work as hard as she could to get all my cock down her throat.

Ok that's enough cock for you missy, you don't know what your doing with that cock. Give me back that cock and get away from there or I'll have to paddle your ass! Isabel continued to suck greedily on my cock. Gretchen stepped behind Isabel as the little cock crazed Isabel continued to suck my cock. Gretchen stroked her smooth young ass a few times then smacked her ass hard with her open hand. Pussy juice dripped out of her little virgin cunt as she relinquished my cock from her mouth. Gretchen's big red hand print was still clearly visable on isabel's ass.

 You do as I say or will see to it that you never see that cock again. You understand me?

 Yes Miss Gretchen.

 Gretchen yelled ok you little sex crazed virgin cunt, come here and lick my pussy and make me cum. Isabel immediately responded and dove into Gretchen's pussy and lapped and lapped at her pussy. You don't even think about getting any dick in your pussy until you ask me. You understand me?

 OH YES MAM! Isabel said, her voice half muffeled by Gretchen's pussy.

That's better, you don't even finger yourself without getting approval from me or your master you got that?

 Yes mam! came the muffled voice again.

 From now on you obey me and I am to be referred to as mistress. This man here with the cock that is going to spoil your little virgin twat is and always will be your master you understand?

 Yes mam. Now who do you obey?

 You the Mistress and the Master mam. She said briefly lifting her head form Gretchen's big cunt.

 Gretchen grabbed Isabel's head and buried it back in her cunt. Now lick my clint! Gretchen shoved Isabel's face into her clint. Faster! Harder! LICK IT FASTER! Make my pussy cum you little virgin slut! Hurry faster!

 I watched as little Isabel's head bobbed and traversed all over Gretchen's pussy. Obeying where and how to lick. Gretchen relieved by her orgasm grabbed Isabel by the hair and practically smothered Isabel in her big wet pussy as she humped Isabel's smooth young face.

MMMMM that felt good Isabel. You keep licking my pussy like that and I just may let you have that cock up your pussy someday if you’re good. You understand me and understand how this works now my little love slave?

 OHHHH YESSS, she purred, I understand everything now, now it all makes perfect sense,

 Mistress. I am going to enjoy being a good love slave you'll see Mistress.

 I believe you will sweetie. I believe you will.

 Isabel turned to me her face covered in Gretchen's juices, Master may I suck you and make you cum in my mouth?

 You listen to your mistress for now Isabel. She will be the one teaching you for now. When I think your ready to suck my cock I will let you know. Then we will both be teaching you about what to do with my cock.

 MMMMMMMMM, I am looking forward to it Master. I want your cock in mouth again so badly.

 You have an opportunity to be happier than you have ever been. You must always obey no matter what. We will not let anything hurt you if you are always be honest with us. Your little pussy will always be happy when you are with us. No sex with anyone else period unless I approve or tell you to. No more dope either. Do you understand?

Yes Master.

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While you are here in this house you will where nothing but sweat pants, t-shirts and sweat shirts. You may wear any kind of shoes you like and any kind of underwear you like. I must approve of any clothes you wear out of the house. Those are the rules. You understand?

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Yes Master I will do whatever you want. I want to be a good little love slave to you.

 Oh and one more thing you are not to tell anyone about what goes on here. You are not to tell anyone you are my love slave or about you having a mistress.

 Good behavior, gets you rewards, inappropriate behavior brings you consequences.

 Do you trust us?

 I want to Master.

 That sounds like an honest answer to me.

 Now go get your sweats back on. Your through for now.

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Slowly hearing the beat Mary starts to dance. She quickly finishes one beer only to help herself to another. Oh the girls she watches day after day while she does her accounting, dancing, sharing their lovely bodies with the world. She knew that she could never do that. She was sweet, dependable Mary, the bosses niece. No way in hell she would ever be anything but an accountant in this club. No way old uncle Joe would allow it. Mary laughs to herself as she slowly starts to sway again. Side to side her hips moving. Slowly she traces her fingers down her neck, feeling beads of moister slowly form on her body, she reaches into her glass moistening her fingers and reaching up slowly tracing her neck to her cleavage. Mary slowly unbuttons her jacket taking it off letting it fall to the floor. Feeling relieved from the heat she stops for another drink. Hips swaying again slowly Mary caresses her upper body her chest her belly, smiling feeling her fingers on her body through her light blouse. Down to her hips lighting tracing, dancing, swaying to the slow melodic beat.

Mary jumps when she hears a voice behind her. "Good everyone is not gone I so needed to relax a bit." Mary looks the man in front of her over. Very attractive she recognizes him as Jarrod a regular and smiles.

"Oh I am sorry Jarrod," she says blushing. "But we are all closed up for the night, I really thought the door was locked."

Jarrod laughs lightly "Oh I’ve been in the restroom I didn’t realize it was closing up, that’s to bad." he said with a sly wink.

Mary slowly looked up at him staring into his eyes. Her eyes slowly take him in, all of him. His dark wavy hair and dark eyes, just a trace of a light mustache. Her eyes roam further down his body admiring his broad shoulders and working mans hands. The cold beer giving her just a little more courage than normal. "Well I am sure Joe wouldn’t want you going away displeased," she giggled. "Maybe I can help you out?"

Jarrod’s smile widened. "Mmmmhmm I think you can, I know you don’t normally work the chairs but I could really go for a nice lap dance. I will be a gentleman Mary. And I know you can do it."

Mary motions over to the left stage where the chair was sitting waiting for him. Taking his hand she leads him over to it. "Just sit and relax, no touching, mmmmm this one is on the house ok baby?"

Mary slowly starts to dance for him looking into his eyes she places one foot between his legs teasing him just a bit, running her finger nails lightly down her legs. Fully dressed in her blouse and skirt she slowly puts her foot down and begins to softly sway. She closes her eyes for a moment to gather the courage, swaying dancing hearing the music. She turns slowly giving Jarrod a full view of front and back. She dances feeling the music letting the music put her in the mood as she traces every curve of her body. Hearing Jarrod moan softly telling her "that’s right baby you can do it." She inches down slowly and teases him softly with her buttocks grinding into him and rapidly stopping where she began. " Take it off ." She hears him whisper. "All of it."

Mary inches seductively out of her blouse teasing her nipples through her bra, licking her lips.. She turns facing away from Jarrod bending over as she slowly inches down her skirt. She holds his eyes intently as she takes in all of his reactions, noticing his heavy breathing. Her skirt pulled down just enough to reveal the small tattoo on her lower back. She lets the skirt fall to the ground and feels him reach up and squeeze her nice firm round ass. Mary gasps but doesn’t correct him. She turns and starts to dance a little faster. Leaning into him her hair falling over him bending just enough to where he can see down her supple cleavage. She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra letting her warm breasts fall freely onto him. She rises and giggles as she takes in his reactions to her. She inches her foot back up between his legs checking for his hardness and realizing that yes it is there, and yes it is her dancing. Mary dances a bit slower now biting her lower lips, reaching up slowly sucking on one of her fingers. Reaching down for his hand and lightly licking one of his fingers. "Please Mary," She hears him whisper, "The rest!"

Mary smiles as she slowly inches down her panties, slowly down her hips to her waist, kicking them off totally naked now, totally bare feeling a light breeze across her body she sways more. Her fingers run slowly now down to her soft red hairs. Blushing and flustered she runs her fingers lightly through it. Enjoying hearing Jarrods moans and cheers. She knows that she is doing a good job. She climbs into Jarrods lap and slowly grinds against him. She hears him gasp and call her name. He reaches up and softly fondles her breasts. She pushes his hand firmly away smiles and whispers "nuh uh uh."

Jarrod moans, "God Mary please I need more." Mary thinks about this for a moment and reaches for his hand letting him softly fondle her. Mary feels her excitement building and knows she is going to need more as well.

"Mmm Jarrod I need more too." She whispers. She feels his hands slowly start to roam down her body to her sweet sensitive spots. She cries out knowing she should stop herself, stop him, but she just can’t.

Mary stands flustered and warm looking into Jarrods eyes wondering if she should just go for it. She drops slowly to her knees reaching up her small hands unclasping his belt. Reaching in gasping as she find what she was looking for. Fully exposed Mary sees Jarrod for the first time tonight.. She inches up further licking her lips moaning. Her tounge so wet her head over him teasing him and licking at him she goes down on HER man. Tasting just as sweet and nice as ever, she loves the little games they play.

“Eric you don’t look to happy” Evie said

“You know very well why”

Evie knew how to take care of that problem. She was dressed in a tight mini-skirt without any indication of a panty line and a blouse that accentuated her large nippled tits. She slowly raised her mini as she walked to the side of his chair. By the time she arrived, Eric saw a clean shaven dripping pussy. She leaned down and kissed him. Teresa knew that he was fucking Evie. It was the extra martial fucking and sex that kept their marriage hot. As Evie was kissing him all over his face, he reached between her silky slim thighs and caressed them up to the wet juncture, where he shoved a finger into that needy wet pussy.

“OOOHHH Eric you make so hot”

She spread her legs wider as three of his fingers now began to fuck her cunt.

“You are dripping, my lovely Evie, didn’t Paul give you enough last night”

“Oh god yes he did, he even brought some guys home”

“You wouldn’t be so wet if they satisfied you” Eric said

“They satisfied me”

“Not the way this pussy of yours feels” Eric said with a smile.

As Eric was fingering her, Evie told him when her husband and his buddies arrived at the apartment she was laying on the couch sleeping. During her sleep her spaghetti strap print dress had slipped up her legs exposing her clean shaven pussy. When she woke she realized that she had masturbated during her nap. Evie continued to tell Eric that she noticed Paul and his two friends each sported a stiff cock.

“And then what happened”

As Evie continued to tell her story, she had unzipped Eric’s slacks and with some difficulty pulled out his 12” blue veined purple headed dick. The description of the events had already precum formed on his penis head.

“As Paul and his friends George and Alan saw my exposed pussy, he lowered his pants, took his dick into his hand and raised me from the sofa. He had me lean over the back of the couch, raised my short dress, spread my legs and fucked me from behind. God Paul really knows how to use his beautiful stiff cock. As he was fucking me, George stood in front of me, with his zipper open pulling out one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever seen. It must have been at least 13”. It even looked bigger circumcised. I became hotter seeing his dick swinging back and forth in front of my mouth. George took the precum from the penis head and smeared it over my lips. I let the tip of my tongue lick off his precum covered fingers and then caressed his mushroom head as he began to moan. George couldn’t hold out much longer and started feeding his massive cock into my mouth. My eyes became glazed over as Paul was ready to shoot into my throbbing pussy. The more he fucked me, the more I was anxious to get that 13” cock into my mouth. Alan joined George by lowering the straps of my dress and started palming my tits and let his hand glide over my nipples. Just touching them brings me around quickly. He leaned over my boobs and gently sucked my nipples into his hot wet mouth. God it didn’t take long for my pussy juice to stream down between my thighs. Paul came at the same time as I kept sucking on George’s  tremendous sized cock. He reached for his balls and massaged them quickly so that the sperm didn’t take long to shoot up to his piss slit right into my mouth. I couldn’t swallow fast enough as his jism kept pumping and pumping down my throat. The three of us were pleasantly exhausted as I stretched out on the sofa. My dress was still around the waist. Alan who sucked my tit nipples had not been satisfied. I opened my arms and pulled him down between my legs. My pussy was filled with Paul’s sperm as Alan opened his pants and let them drop. He too had a massive prick which was ready to fuck me. With his hand he guided it between my wet vaginal lips. It was easy for him to slide right into my sperm oozing pussy. God he fucked me into heaven. Alan fucked me for quiet sometime as Paul and George watched masturbating their ready to ejaculating pricks. As they neared their orgasms, they stepped closer to and shot their hot jism all over my face and dress. God what a night it was Eric”

As Evie concluded her last night’s events, she was so turned again that by now she had removed her blouse and miniskirt, ready to be taken by Eric. Evie rarely wore underwear and if she did it was minimal such as a thong with the crotch buried between her pussy lips. He couldn’t take his eyes of her luscious body as he rose from the chair, shed his clothes and told her to suck his hard aching cock. She was insatiable and willing as she kneeled in front of him and deep throated his big oozing prick. As he felt his loaded balls boiling, he pulled his penis out of her mouth, made her bend over his desk, spread her legs and guided his cock into her wide open wet pussy. It was so easy to slide into her throbbing cunt. He moved in and out, in and out as he reached to her front taken her stiff nipples between his fingers.

“Fuck me, god give it to me, finish me off” Evie moaned

It had been over two days since Eric fucked, releasing his sperm loaded nuts which by now were aching for release. He kept fucking and fucking until

“I’m going to squirt into you any minute”

“Yes, please wash my innards with your hot sperm”

He felt the creamy spunk being released from his balls into the fuck pole, ready to shoot out like a geyser into Evie’s hungry wet vagina. He pumped and pumped until the last drop was emptied into her wild pussy. After Eric pulled out his slow deflating dick, Evie kissed him for a wonderful morning of sex. After they were dressed, they discussed the rest of the day’s schedule.

In London Teresa and Adam were each booked in a suite at the Ritz. Her publicity campaign for Adam’s new software brought many clients to their suites. Teresa sexily dressed for the occasion wore a thigh high slit short skirt with a spaghetti strap top that had her tits bulging over the top and on the sides. As Adam saw her, he couldn’t resist a quick suck on her nipples. He lowered the strap and licked around the areolas getting Teresa hot and dampening her pussy. Adam pulled the strap in place when Teresa said in a mewing sound

“Would I love to suck your cock”

“Later my pet”

A party was planned for that evening.   

After a few minutes, I was inside the house talking with Tina’s friend in her mom’s room. She told me that Tina has the biggest crush on me, and has for a very long time. A few moments later, Tina ended up at the door of the room and interrupted. Tina’s friend left and Tina sat down on the bed next to me. We talked for a bit, and Tina moved closer to me. I kept looking down at her chest. Finally, I leaned in a kissed her. Our kiss was extremely sexual. We were both filled with a lot of lust, so our kiss was with a lot of tongue play and moaning. I slid my hand up to her tits and held them over her shirt. We made out for a couple of minutes and then went back to her room.

When we got to the room, we saw Tina’s friend and a couple of guys hanging out in there talking. We sat down on her bed for a little while talking, and the conversation turned into a game of truth or dare. For me this was very exciting because it always seems to become a game of sexual play. The game went around with a few truths and some typical dare ideas. When it became Tina’s friend’s turn, she dared Tina to put on some lingerie in front of the other guys. Tina went to her dresser and grabbed a lose low cut camisole. She went to the other room and changed. As Tina walked in, I could see the outline of her nipples. She gave a quick turn around for the group and sat back down on the bed next to me. The next dare was Tina’s turn. She went right back at her friend and dared her to turn off the light for 2 minutes and see if something would happen between her and one of the guys. By this time Tina was leaning back against my chest. The light went off and Tina started kissing me. Right away I slid my hands under her outfit and began playing with her nipples. She started rocking her hips against my stiff cock. So I slid my hand further down to her pussy. It was so wet. I slid a finger inside her and started finger fucking her as we kissed. Tina was moaning pretty good, and then the lights came back on. Tina made a few more excuses to get the light off, until she didn’t care any more. Even with the light on she would place my hand on her breast or rub it near her pussy.

The others decided to leave. Before they left, one for my friends throw a condom at me jokingly. Not thinking it through, I threw the condom back at him. We sat in her room alone. Tina began to tell me how she has liked me for about 3 years. She said that she had even fingered herself thinking about me. We started kissing again very lustfully. Tina slid her hand over my shorts and cupped my hard cock. Again, I started to finger her pussy. Tina was moaning pretty loud. She broke our kiss and took off my shirt and started kissing my chest. I removed her only clothing and saw her naked for the first time. Next she took off my shorts and boxers. Tina started pulling on my cock as I started to suck on her tits and play with her nipples. She has incredible tits with great nipples. She motioned for me to come closer to her, so she could taste my cock. Then she had me slid me cock between her big tits and tittie fuck her. We laid back down together and I started to finger fuck her more and more. She was so loud with her moans, and her pussy was dripping wet. Tina finally moaned, “please just fuck me!”

I then remembered about the condom. I decided to go for it anyway. As I slid into her pussy, I had never felt a pussy so warm and wet. She was moaning so loud and came within a few seconds of me entering her. We fucked for a while and it was one of those perfectly sexy nights between the lingerie, the hot summer night, the sweat, her moans, and the lust between us. I was ready to cum, so I pulled out and came all over her stomach and pussy. Tina said, “Put yourself back in. I want to feel your cum inside me. Don’t worry, I am on the pill.” I was still cumming, so I slid back in and finished inside her pussy. She rocked her hips, and as she did, it drained my cock even more. We laid there for an hour longer or so making out. Then I gathered my stuff and left.

It was awkward seeing her around the duplex after that, but looking back on that night it was as hot as it could get, so it left incredible memories. Tina is probably the most replayed fantasy in my mind.

 

Its was quite a few years ago now, but I remember it like it was Yesterday. I had just turned 19 and was supposed to meet a friend for some celebration drinks in the city, after waiting for an hour for her to turn up I decided to head back to the train station, on my way I noticed an old Adult Cinema, I looked at the advertising on the window and began to become quite curious, then thought “what the heck I’m over 18 ” and just walked in.

 

I was pretty nervous when I walked in and instantly became conscious of many sets of eyes upon me in the foyer as I brought my ticket, right then I wished I wore jeans instead of the short mini I was currently wearing, I was beginning to have second thoughts as the ticket guy handed me my ticket. I guess the curiosity of watching my first Porn movie turned me on so I just took my ticket and entered the cinema. It was real dark at first , I could barely see a thing except for the movie of course , and to my  amazement it showed some woman taking a mans cock into her mouth.

 

After a couple of minutes my eyes adjusted and I ran to the back far corner of the cinema thinking it would be difficult for any one to keep staring at me. I sat down and began to get engrossed in the film. I was both shocked and aroused at what was going on in the movie. I was so focused on the screen I didn’t even hear anyone sit next to me, not until he coughed anyway. At the sound of his cough I nearly jumped thru the roof, he looked straight at me and just gave a quick smile and turned his attention to the screen. He was an older man I would guess around 60, really heavily built and tall , around 6ft 5 , he looked real rough , unshaven and not too attractive.

 

I quickly turned my head back to the screen, trying to pretend he wasn’t there. Which was ok for a while until I felt his large hand on my knee, I went real stiff  not knowing what to do, As I went to move he squeezed my knee and pushed down, not hard but just enough to stop me from rising , The worst part was I had a wall to my left of me , so to leave I would have to squeeze past him.

 

I decided to stay put  and hoped he wouldn’t take it further. I was pretty nervous but one part of me thought it was pretty exciting all getting this attention from a complete stranger. He slid his hand further up my leg and began to rub up and down my leg until he reached the edge of my panties.

 

With his big fingers he rubbed my pussy thru the material, while he rubbed my pussy  my body was starting to respond , I couldn’t believe it, I was getting wet. He let out a soft sigh as he found my dampness. It was then he grabbed the waistband on my panties with both hands and snapped it, he repeated the process on the other side and yanked them from my body, held them to his nose and in hailed and said “HMMM NICE” then placed them in his pocket.

 

 

 

He then placed his hand back on my bare pussy, and without any hesitation slid his middle finger into me. The roughness startled me , but once he started to slide his finger in and out of me I was lost in ecstasy as he pumped my pussy, I knew he was some fat old ugly pervert but that didn’t really matter now as this felt so good.

 

He kept pumping faster and faster , sensing he was bringing me to the brink of orgasm he began to rub my clit with his free hand, I let out a moan as I peaked, I bit my lip so not to be loud and attract attention, my body shuddered as I had the most incredible orgasm. He took away his hand as I just sighed and laid back. Before I could gain my composure he asked me to stand. I went to ask why then realized what he had planned. He was sitting there with his pants down and the biggest cock I had ever seen held in his hand. It was around 9 or 10 inches and real thick. My ex boyfriends cock was only 6 inches long and nowhere as thick as the one I was now staring at.

 

Again he asked me to stand, breaking my trance. I don’t know why but I stood up , I guess I thought I had come too far to turn back now. Well any way he picked me up like I was some rag doll, he placed me in front of him and bent me over the chair in front  so my ass was pointed upwards.

 

He stood behind lifted my skirt and guided his cock to my entrance, I again bit my lip as he slowly pushed his cock inside of me, he pushed until his full length was deep inside of me and held it there for a few seconds. Then slowly began to pump it in and out.

 

After a few minutes I felt more comfortable with his cock in me and started to feel fantastic. He reached around and slid his hands under my top and fondled my breasts while he continued to fuck me.  I had never felt this good as he began to increase the intensity of his fucking. My whole body began to shake as I couldn’t help but let out a small scream as I reached my second orgasm. “My God a called out”, as am more intense orgasm ran thru my body. As I began to come down from my peak I could feel his pumping was getting faster and realized he was about to cum also, He let out several Groans as he pumped his seed deep within me.

 

I laid over the chair for a few more minutes enjoying the feeling of his cock still within me. When finally he withdrew, I stood up and to my shock there must have been 5 or 6 other guys watching us with there hard cocks in there hands. I was so embarrassed I straightened my clothes as quick as possible and ran out of the cinema without looking back. It wasn’t until I got on the train I began to think about what happened , “Wow”  I thought as I began to smile. I began to think about how amazing that was and the fact I had an audience, all of whom I bet wished they had a turn at fucking me, that really turned me on, the thought of several of them fucking me in the cinema, that part I saved for my many other visits.