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The love and lust of two lovers changed the world…
In 2080 AD, at the end of the 21st Century, after a great and violent shock and reorganization of the human race, all national boundaries and racial prejudices have disappeared, and the earth is left barren. In the moment of artificially created nature, the goal of striving and attempting to create is lost.
The only thing that remains unchanged is lust, which is still growing in the shadows. Thus, a movie disc that synthesizes fantasy and reality brings people back to the most obscure and ancient depths of lust, and in the brilliant vision of technological civilization, the love and greed of a pair of lovers, Will and Jenny, make people rethink about love, lust, and love….
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Jenny bent her knees and moved as far back as she could on her knees to the corner of that room. Her eyes widened, showing the whites of her eyes with fear.
The four guys all walked into the room and Whippet stood at the end facing her.
“We’re going to rape you.” He said simply.
“The first one was me.” Jute said eagerly, and Jenny shuddered.
“I’m going to be first up, too.” Dick exclaimed feeling unfair. He was the only one who hadn’t finished screwing the girls in that old town, and since they were all getting their fill, he figured he should be first on.
“I can be the first one up and then the last one down.” Fritter said proudly. He was gesticulating with an air of sophistication.
“Everyone can rape you whenever they feel like it.” Whippet addressed Jenny directly, “Or we let you go, it’s your choice, young lady.”
“Maybe she likes the good idea.” Jute said.
“Yes, perhaps.” Fritter echoed eagerly, “She doesn’t believe in our abilities.” They had begun to unbuckle their pants.
“She’ll believe us.” Whippet said, waiting with the utmost patience. He was using this to get the guys excited. And it was the same way he was using the girl from the old town to keep them from losing control. But this girl from the Down District would have to decide if she didn’t cooperate; risk losing the trust that the members of the gang had lost in him by letting her go, or risk breaking the law himself and hiding out in this old town forever.
“I’m not going to betray my friends.” Jenny groaned.
“But they gave you to us.” Whippet said more intelligently, his words seeming to make sense.
“I don’t understand what you’re saying, if you’re not going to hand over that movie disk, then why don’t you let me go? Why have you brought me here?”
Whippet decided not to hide the fact that he had lost the video disk, and it was no big deal to let her know.
“You tell me who they are,” he said, “that’s all I’m asking. We lost that disk, we need another one, and if they give us another disk, we’ll let you go.”
Jenny stared at him while thinking quickly, “That was the only movie disk.” She said.
“Oh, lie.” Jute interjected with a sardonic grin.
“I wouldn’t believe it.” Whippet said, “If there’s one, there’s another, it’s obvious reasoning, unless Sheets and Disks was stolen from somewhere by your friend. You have to tell us.”
“No.” Jenny whispered.
“We’ll give you an hour to think about it.” Whippet said loudly and harshly. “And then if you don’t speak up, then we may have to play a game of sorts.”
Fritter squatted down and put his hands on the ground, and Dick did the same with him, and they began to jostle and taunt each other about the room. Najut clapped his hands; he looked pleased and interested in their amusement. And Whippet looked at them apprehensively. They were good boys. Then he looked at Jenny again, and felt a little satisfaction, though grudgingly. It was not unusual for a look of fear to appear on her face; her lips were drawn back, her mouth open, her eyes wide and fixed on him. She moved back again, leaning against the foot of the wall.
Her rigid posture, her intense fear, made him turn his head and look at the ground floor. At that moment a man stood in the doorway of the room, legs apart, supporting a strong body, arms clasped to his chest. He was tall and fierce, with a mask and a red band around his head, his chest bare and covered with chest hair, and with his shoulders shining as if they were filled with crystals under his skin, and filled with well-developed muscles. He was just so strong, so imposing, with a powerful might.
He was wearing a pair of leather pants and looked like a pirate.
The guys quieted down and huddled together. They knew there were some brutal guys living in the old town, but they’d never seen them, didn’t know what they looked like. They’d never run into one. Even though they were four and he was only one, they instinctively realized they were at a disadvantage.
“I will take her now.” The man said.
The contemptuous tone irritated Whippet deeply, “She’s ours.” He said, “You get out.”
The man came into the room and struck Whippet viciously. Jenny screamed, he was just too savage, and she came to her senses and realized that she had to escape now. If she was in the hands of the little ones she could possibly go back, but if she fell into the hands of that man it would be the end of her, she would be taken to the depths of the old town and lost there forever.
The jute drew his pocket-knife, and stabbed at the man, who was instantly thrown aside, while Dick was pushed back. Blood flowed from the wound in the man’s arm. His arms and hands could knock down almost anyone. When he came to a stop, all four of the men were thrown to the floor like toys, clinging to the foot of the wall of that broken room. The man pulled a dagger from his belt and stepped forward, cutting the ropes from Jenny’s body, gripping her tightly and helping her to her feet.
“Did they hurt you physically? Little sister.” He said coldly.
“No.” Whippet snaps eagerly, beaten up and with a slightly swollen lip, but he knows he has to clear his head before things get complicated.
The man shook Jenny gently. Fear made her go completely limp, like a muppet. “Right?”
“Yes.” She groaned, “But they’re getting ready to do it.”
The man smiled happily, “Not now, they won’t hurt you.”
“I’m from the Down District.” She pleaded, “Let me go or the police will come.”
“Those cops won’t come.” The man said. “They’re too sensitive.” He began dragging her toward the outdoors. She pulled back and screamed helplessly at Whippet. The man picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. He turned and grinned coldly at Whippet, daring them to come at him.
Whippet dropped his eyes and avoided his gaze, he knew he had defeated himself, the man was too good, he was an idol in Whippet’s mind.
It was completely dark outside and it was drizzling, a rustling about rain that made them neither see nor hear anything. Jenny let the rain wet her heated skin and tried to control her fear. She knew that she had to keep her wits about her now, to clear her head, and maybe she could communicate with him.
He set her on the ground, “Can you walk?” He said gently.
“Let me go.”
“I’m Will, Jenny, I’m sorry to have kept you worried for so long,” he took off his mask, “I just realized today that you were missing, are you able to walk now? We need to hurry, the nights in this old town can be scary.”
“Will? Faye’s friend?”
“Yes, we met once.”
“Yes, you’re a beast, how could you do that to those children?” She was fuming in a completely unreasonable manner. A man from her world, so savage was a complete insult to her. Violence was a symbol of savagery, unenlightenment, and spiritual backwardness. And to top it all off Will was a mature, educated man, yet he had done such violence to those stupid kids from Haverfordwest. He was like a shark eating raw meat, and she began to have to vomit.
“Get real, lady, those kids kidnapped you, don’t rat me out.”
“Why don’t you bring some cops? They’d be in jail, there’s no need to beat them up, you like violence.”
“Can we argue about this later?” Will said almost politely, “We have to get out of here, it’s too unsafe.”
“You’re just as bad as they are,” Jenny said, slipping on her feet and almost falling on top of him, “and worse, you know there’s a better way.”
He answered her no more, but just took a big step forward, and she was so weak that she could hardly catch up with him, he was a savage, and it was just showing off , dressed in such stupid clothes, to come here and get her out, like an old-fashioned heroic figure. She could have been rescued by the police and was probably lying in a hospital by now, yet now she had to walk through the darkness, with the rain on her head, with this barbarian Kyu.
She fell and cried out. Then sat down on the floor and stroked her injured foot. He knelt down beside her and watched her for a moment.
“Can you still walk?” He said anxiously.
“What else have you to feel afraid of?” She said savagely, “You would think the gang would chase us?”
“I’ll carry you.” He said.
“No.” She didn’t want his hand reaching out.
She felt him grow stiff as he crouched there like that, lifting his head like a wolf and sniffing the air. Very slowly, very slowly, he didn’t relax in the slightest, “Come up.” He said commandingly.
As he stood up, Jenny suddenly knew how important this man was. He was so strong and powerful with his well-developed muscles and tall stature. Anyway, how different he was from those gentle men.
She’d never met a man like him before. The men in her life all pretended to be so gentle and polite.
She saw that now they weren’t alone.
The men stood there in the open square, and Will put down his Jenny and watched them, standing tensely where he was, his hand drawn up to his belt and thrusting his hand into it, rubbing it back and forth, so that it was impossible to see his hand in the darkness, but only as if there were many hands there.
Will braced himself and stood up straight, “I order you to go away immediately.” He said coldly, his voice powerful and threatening.
“No orders.” A soft, cold voice replied teasingly. The voice was calm and confident as if it had been compressed. The man moved gently forward and turned his face to Will.
“We’re leaving and won’t be coming back, we have a lot of important things waiting.” Will said.
“There is no urgency that you must pass through our territory.” She said.
“You’re ignorant as hell.”
“Ignorance is sometimes dangerous.” She said, “What’s your name.”
“Wolf.”
“Not bad, a good name, crime is pathetic, Wolf.”
“We are going back.” Will said earnestly, “or fight, as you wish.”
“There are many of us.”
“I understand that.”
“You can’t beat that.”
“Yes, but you will have to pay quite a price.” Will drew the dagger on his person.
“You can’t fight women.” Jenny said indignantly from the sidelines as things got worse.
Will kicked her with his foot.
“Let the girl talk.” The woman Will was talking to said, and it wasn’t that teasing voice anymore.
Jenny tried to move, but she felt Will’s grip tighten and his fingers seemed to ring deep into her flesh. “I was kidnapped from the Down District.” She said clearly, “This man…” she felt a gasp as Will tightened his grip on her.
The woman immediately began to attack him. He jumped away from Jenny and moved forward with his dagger, but there were more than twenty of them, and they screamed as they formed a glimpse of a wall of people that surrounded Will tightly.
After a horrible time, Jenny thought they would kill Will, they were so tough and well trained, these were a first for her. Maybe Will knew the old town better than she did. After a while she saw him start to shake up in the middle of them. They grabbed him like a rattlesnake on a rat and chained him.
Their leader, the woman who had spoken to Will, approached. As she approached Jenny, she was taken aback by her strange appearance.
The woman had a shaved head, her face carefully made up in a variety of dark colors that accentuated her eyes, cheekbones, and mouth. She wore a small, tightly tied cape that covered only her shoulders and trailed down to her elbows. The other shoulder and arm were bare. Underneath the cloak, she wore a tight, slouchy black dress so that one breast was bare, its skin pale in the dim light and topped with a dark nipple.
“Go away.” The woman said coldly.
“I…”
“Go away, you won’t get hurt, we don’t argue with women.”
“What’s going to happen to him?”
“That’s none of your business, go away.”
She turned away from Jenny. Jenny stood there not knowing what to do, one of her feet was in pain. She had no idea what to do. Will himself was silent as the women embraced him. And with them they quickly disappeared into the night. It seemed to Jenny that she could hear the sound of the chain, and the rustle of those capes. Then she was left alone in the darkness.
Will followed behind the men in silence and obedience. He stopped Jenny just in time to say that he wasn’t from this old town. If she had told them he was from the Down District, it would have put him to death. Though he couldn’t guarantee now what would happen to him later, he knew these women, though not from his own experience. They were the Amazons, a tribe of women who lived in the area and who wanted any man to stay away from them, and their territory. Except sometimes they needed a plaything. If a man offended their creed, he could only be let go when they were done using him. He didn’t know if he was on their punishment list or their plaything list. He preferred the former, even though they were as famous for their vicious, murderous reputation as they were for their beauty.
He was not a man who bowed to brutality, however when a fight had to be had he would not shy away from killing a man or a group of men. But in the modern day he was discouraged by the fact that he had to fight this group of women, he knew he couldn’t possibly defeat them, there were too many of them, not to mention they were a trained group of warriors.
And the worst of it is that he has scruples about women. He cursed this weakness of his, they would not pity him, he would be fooled into fulfilling their sexual desires.
After walking for some time, they came to a building and they pushed him inside. Will realized that he was now in a patio surrounded by tall buildings. The building had several floors and was very dilapidated, the windows had no glass, the footings were littered with garbage, and the walls were dirty and worn. It was surprising that these buildings still had electricity, and that was because it was so cheap that it wasn’t worth cutting it off. There was bright light coming through some of the windows downstairs, while the windows above the building were all blacked out. Some big beams were sticking out of the top of that building, like outstretched limbs.
They were as a new chain on Will. Those arms were cuffed to a long metal pole that passed over his shoulder. His neck could feel the coldness of that metal pole. They leaned him against the wall and then left him alone as they sat lazily, comfortably, around a fire in the center of that patio.
They began to eat, and to come and go, in and out, apparently taking turns going out to defend their territory from encroachment. It was late at night, and Will was still standing there, his arms stretched out to his sides, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible.
Finally, the leader of the women came forward, with two deputies standing beside her. She stood in front of Will for a moment considering the situation, then she said, “Clean him up and bring him back to me, we need to see what we’ve caught. He could be a good beast and might serve our needs well.”
“I am not a beast for your enjoyment.” Will growled and yelled.
“‘Meat’ is talking.” She laughed out loud, then turned around and disappeared into the building.
Next Will’s humiliation began.
He was taken into that building, through a section of the hallway and into a bathroom. They unchained him. Some of them were dressed in floor-length white robes, they had long hair and were snickering. The women, dressed in black and with shaved hair, stood on guard around the room, knives and spears in their hands.
The robed women undressed Will, and Will saw that a pool of bath water had been prepared for him long ago. They laughed and teased as they did so. Their hands slapped and played with his body as they did so. In another situation, he would have been happy to have so many beautiful women with him.
He stepped into the warm, scented water and lay down with his eyes closed. The women had sponges in their hands and began to wash the firm muscles all over his body. This was very bad, and he began to react, trying hard to relax, but there was no way he could stop the sexual urge to rub himself against them like this, which made them laugh even more. In such a warm, sudsy water, he found it impossible to stop his erection. They laughed, joked, and scrubbed his erect penis. It was more like stroking than washing.
Finally, they asked him to stand up and began to dry him with a towel, so that the sexual urges the women had aroused in him could no longer be hidden. Then he was taken to another room, where warm, silky, velvety soft, thick cushions were scattered all over the ground floor, the air was scented, and a slow, seductive melody of soft music could be heard. Will’s dried skin and hair smelled of anemones. He was left here while everyone else went out, leaving him alone in the room.
He stood there looking around. He could not see a window, for cloth hung on the walls all around him, and he tried to open the door of the room, but found it locked, and he was sure that there must be a porter standing outside, and that he could not afford to escape.
He began to think back on his past as he had become convinced that freedom was completely gone. It would have been a very strange thing to do. He had lived such a conservative life in his early years, then suddenly he had become a bandit, a bandit who lived in the old city specializing in attacking cars on the computer network, and then, thanks to Fenich, he had become a complete newcomer again, had become respectable again, and was working very well and successfully in the Don and Joo districts.
He had never admitted to Fee that life was monotonous and empty. With the exception of Fee, he found all the women in his life to be so bland, uncreative, and nagging. If he suddenly showed his true nature, they would be stunned by him. He’s been controlling himself like this for five years, and now he can’t stand it any longer; the world he lives in is completely devoid of passion. Jenny’s reaction to him is typical.
Maybe this was the appropriate way to end it, being the plaything of those female fighters and ending up in that humiliating life seemed partly fated. He had every confidence that the alpha female would fuck him like crazy, that if he refused to work with them then they would waste him, but the life he was meant to live was also eating away at him like a cancer, now he’d be glorious.
Jenny was so poor that she might escape back to the Down District alive, and though she had had a little rough ride in her adventures, it didn’t hurt a bit that she hated Ben, as far as he could think; she seemed fine, and there seemed to be a subtlety hidden behind her big, frank eyes that even she herself hadn’t picked up on. She was a special creature in bed. Once, a few years ago, Faye had hidden Will in her office so that he had peeked in on their methods of self-indulgence. He’d always remembered the scenes, they’d always affected him, those two women twisting together, using their hands, their tongues, their lips to bring both of them to the desired climax at the same time. And Will also knew that Jenny was very passionate about Rollo as well, and that they often played these games together as well.
Will had an ambivalent view of Rollo, there was a jealousy in him because he never felt comfortable having sex with a woman who was constantly enjoying herself with another man, women liked it, but men didn’t. In front of Fee he just pretended to like it. Will knew anything Fee said and did, to her Rollo was a man and with him she was satisfied, she would leave Will and her other lovers out in the cold, a lover was just a sex machine to her.
Maybe Jenny had always wanted that guy, and that’s why she was so cold and unfeeling toward Will, simply because he wasn’t like Rollo. The stupid little thing, she was too young for him, and yet he felt a desire to get between her long pink thighs and part them, to get inside her, to take her, to show her what real fucking was, how hot, how satisfying, how glorious. During intercourse, she could forget herself, not see herself, just let herself float, make herself completely satisfied, sublimated.
Will laughed at himself again, that he had become a little poetic at his age.
The door opened. She was no longer wearing her black cape, but it was only a small change. She wore a pair of long black leather boots, her dark thighs were round and thick she wasn’t completely covered by her clothes there, in fact all she wore under her hips was a strap. It became slightly wider at the crotch and indeed he could also see that her prominent, shaved pussy was painted blue underneath that shiny black band. As he saw this, his own cock began to react a little.
The top half of her body was dressed in one of those tight t-shirts he had seen, which was cut in half along the shoulders, leaving one full, ripe breast fully exposed. That nipple was also painted blue, a very dark blue that emphasized the black areola beneath it. She wore a pair of long, black leather gloves that went up to her elbows, and she had no intention of taking them off.
“You know what I want.” She told him in a commanding tone.
Will lay comfortably in the middle of those cushions, “I know, what do you need?” He whispered.
“Those bath attendants told me that you were a real man.”
“Thank them for their hospitality.” Will said politely.
“You said your name was Wolf?” She looked at him, a bit of fierceness in her gaze, “To me, I should have heard of you before.”
“I’ve been to some other towns over the years, and that’s why I offended you by not knowing your rules. I’m helping that little girl in the Down District, or I’d be very careful.”
“She didn’t like your help, that’s what we think.”
“Girls in the Down District are always this stupid.” Will said coldly, “However it would be nice for her to go back to the world where she belongs, if she gets hurt she’s going to get into a lot of trouble, and while they don’t come soon, they will.”
“How do you know so much about her?”
“That’s my business.”
The woman slowly knelt down in front of him, her leather boots squeaking, “Now your business is my business too.”
“No.” Will said defiantly.
“Disobeying me won’t do you any good, Wolf.”
“I know it won’t do me any good.” He said smiling at her.
She crawled over to me and gently took her palms together, “I like you, Wolf, and you’ll be a woman when I die.”
Will leaned over to her and ran his hand down its neck, she wore eye shadow like an Egyptian, he looked into her eyes, “How did you meet death. Darling.”
She smiled happily, then took her gloves off and ran her hands over his ribs, feeling his very wild body hair, she moved his hands away and began rubbing her lips against his mouth.
At first it was a gentle rubbing, probing-like, and when she felt his lips part, she opened her mouth wide and pressed it tightly.
Will realized she was a good kisser, strong and skilled, and his body began to react, tingling with the sexual need called forth by the dangerous situation. He felt her power, her confidence, her wild touch. She made herself a real woman, it was self-absorbed, he needed her, he was starting to get aroused, there was no need for restraint here, no need for disguise, no need to hide his intense sexuality, and it wouldn’t hurt a weak man. His breathing began to quicken as her body intertwined with his, rubbing against his naked body, her hands kept gently scratching him up and down his back.
He bent his body toward her and pinned her down, taking complete control, his mouth was rough, there was a commanding quality to it, his fingers gripped her shoulders deeply, keeping her close to him as he felt her bare breasts bumping and rubbing against him. He suddenly threw his body back and away from hers, grabbing her breast and sucking on the nipple painted blue, then he opened his mouth wide and took it deep in his mouth and began to suck on it with all his might, the flesh of that decorated breast was taken deep in his mouth and sucked on so hard that he noticed that her breast was tattooed with a pattern.
She began to gasp. He slid his hand downward and he felt that he had entered the strange gap in her lower clothing, his fingers slid inside and he found her bare, hill-like mound and the wrinkled cleft of that mound, and his fingers went deeper and deeper more eagerly, touching her clitoris, and she began to blaze as he squeezed it tightly. He continued sliding his finger, finally reaching inside her cunt and kept pumping it in and out. The wet, soft, smooth cunt sucked tightly on his exploring finger as if his mouth were sucking on the nipple on her breast. He kept sucking and thrusting like this, already feeling her begin to tremble under his assault.
He paused with a sharp intake of breath, looked at her face, and said to her, “Take the damn thing off.”
“No.” She said in a firm refusal as her eyes widened with passion and lust, “We took an oath that once we put on this ‘khevda’ we would never take it off again.” She touched the strap-like garment beneath her and continued, “In our tribe, it would be the greatest disloyalty to do so.”
He didn’t know the word she used, but the meaning was clear. He pushed her away roughly so that he could see how he could deal with her in something like this, and was not at all ashamed of how he played with her body, for if he did not continue to do so, he would be put to death. This realization excited him, and it was in keeping with the highest level of human life.
As she lay spread-eagled on all fours on the cushion, her legs parted so that the cleft between the straps became wide and her dark, very lewd, glistening mound was laid bare before him. He opened her mound with his fingers and observed. Her reaction was not at all coy or contrived; all she knew was very indulgent joy. She arched her back and made whimpering sounds of pleasure when he touched her roughly. He also saw that her bottom was painted with color as well, perhaps the skin there was drained of color. Her mound was as purple as a strawberry. He opened her vaginal opening as wide as he could so that he could peer deep inside, and he saw that the color there was a natural deep red.
He played gently and freely with her clit, which hadn’t quite hardened and glowed pink, and Will smiled, lowered his manly-haired head, and began to suck on her clit until she began to squirm.
Finally he moved forward closer to her legs, his cock erect and twitching, needing to be satisfied. She lifted her leg and curled it back and that’s when he started to thrust in, he had no regard for death now, he didn’t care about the hurt this woman had given him when he started to see her, and he didn’t want to be angry with Jenny. He no longer cared about anything but experiencing and feeling the hot part of this woman beneath him where he could be satisfied and relaxed. There was a fire between her legs, and even though it could be doused by his humiliation or it could kill him, yet he had to bend forward and burn before there was an end.
His cock pushed forward and in, and as he thrust smoothly, its vagina mesmerizingly surrounded his cock, squeezing it tightly so that there was an equal pressure around his cock. It must not have been often that a man entered her vagina, he guessed, because it was so tight. His cock was finally fully inside her dark, hot cunt, clinging to it tightly, and then Will rocked gently, pumping outward and then deeper in.
He rode her as he plunged his cock into her cunt, he was on top of her like it was his last fuck, and when his cock pulled out he didn’t bring anything back, so he pumped even more savagely over and over again, because he was going to satisfy his own need to be completely intoxicated and numb in this, and then they would do whatever they wanted to do with it. Other than this fucking, panting and body slamming, anything in his life had failed him and he would not give in to this sexual partner.
There was only one woman who would satisfy his sexual needs as completely and utterly as this, who satisfied him while he gave her a satisfaction, but she loved her damn husband. Will began to laugh at those thoughts again. Sex with that Amazin chief was like a goodbye to sex, a goodbye to life. He felt her lifting, meeting him, then falling. Suddenly the world began to spin and he had reached the peak of his orgasm.
After his orgasm, he was still there, arching his back, his cock gradually calming down in her cunt, with the occasional post-orgasmic jiggle. His belly felt warm and refreshed, a sense of calm after the intense struggle.
To his surprise, she pushed him down and thrust her hand into his hair while stroking his neck. She could feel that he had lost the battle, for he had accepted their unequal treatment, and she had completely overpowered him and held his future in her hands, except for the fact that his mind was free.
Beside her face, his shoulders glowed. Because of their heat, his skin was dripping with beads of sweat like crystals, glowing with color. Now she was kissing them, rubbing her face against his skin as she rolled over and climbed on top of him, feeling the potential power beneath her.
“I’ve never regretted the way we were.” She said, “We had our purpose, and it was a good one.”
“Don’t give me your nipples, honey.” He said lazily, with an insult, his head turned away from her, even though they were still locked in a tight, frenzied embrace.
After a while, then she said, “I must make some marks on you now.”
“What mark?” He asked impatiently.
“Usually we allow painkillers.” She said.
His black eyes widened as he looked at her without interest. She saw some tiny pieces of metal glinting in his brown irises, and being so close, she could see a slight oddity in one of his eyes, as if it had been injured once upon a time.
“Let’s make a mark that way.” She said, cracking her mouth to show her teeth.
As he watched her, he saw the large teeth on top of her, which were twice the size of normal teeth.
“They all left a mark.” She said with difficulty, “I have to inject it into your skin now to show that you belong to us and no one will dare touch you.”
“You’re crazy.”
“I’m mad as hell, Wolf, it’s the way we roll.”
“Until I die?”
“Before you die, my good friend, I hope you live a long time. Your body is a big, ripe tree, and we want to be able to eat from it and enjoy it from time to time. And based on your behavior this evening, I don’t think you would be reluctant. You’re valuable to women, Wolf, and you can give us a meaningful life while we make you feel good about yourself, now, do you want painkillers? I don’t want you to get hurt.”
He looked at her for a long moment, then dropped his head back and closed his eyes, “Do what you want.” His voice seemed helpless, “I don’t think the end result will please you.”
She sat up and rode him, her hands rubbing against his bare skin. He felt the cold of her leather boots against the sides of his body. She took his hand again and held it for a moment.
He jumped with that pain when she bit him, and she sank her canines into the soft flesh of his thumb. She clenched and wouldn’t let go. He tensed his body under her while enduring the sharp pain. Then gradually, slowly, she loosened her teeth and he relaxed. He almost passed out from the pain.
Will opened his eyes as if he had just recovered from the pain. Her eyes were facing down at him, and there was a strange expression on her face, not a hint of admiration. She had been holding onto his hand, and now she lifted it up so that Will could see what she had done for him.
Greenish-blue, that color soaked diffusely into his thumb, and the spot where the sharp teeth had bitten turned from deep red to purple, then back to blue, and Will looked at it painfully before lifting his eyes and looking her in the eye.
“If you think you don’t like being with us,” her voice was melodious, “and don’t make us happy, well, we’ll get rid of you like a useless dog, as all men do; but I tell you this, ruthlessly, I hate to be glad that you make me feel happy. In fact, you’re the most satisfied man I’ve come across in a long time, as if you had the inside of a woman, even though you have the body of a man.”
“When does that pleasure end?”
She shrugged, “Everything has its end, there’s no changing that law.”
She stood up suddenly and walked over to that wall and pressed a button, after a moment that door opened and a group of guards walked in. Will didn’t want to bother covering his body, it seemed pointless, he just lay there between the cushions, his hands throbbing, he really wanted to know how he could wash away her damn teeth marks.
Reluctantly the guards knelt beside him and put a collar around his neck, a cold metal collar, and they were careful to run his hair behind that collar so that the collar did not press against his hair, and then they asked him to stand up, and when he looked at them lazily with his eyes, they tugged at the chain of the metal collar around his neck, and the inside of that iron collar was rough and spiky, so that when they tugged on that chain, the collar rubbed and pricked his neck.
All he had to do was stand up, and the pants he’d taken off were given back to him. The alpha female he had just made love to stood back, leaning against the wall, arms clasped over her chest, smiling faintly.
“Is it hard to be with us and for us?” She asked.
“How would you feel if the two of us were in a different situation?” Will shot back.
She laughed up in the air, “That goes against the laws of nature,” she said, “Obviously men need to have sex more often than women and men have very little self control. Again, if we can make you feel comfortable and fulfill your needs then you will be happy and so will all of us, you wolf from another city, I promise you won’t be able to clean up, you come over here now and admit that the idea makes you happy.”
“You can have a mentally broken man, but don’t you think I’m going to join you.”
Will said in an aggravated tone.
“You will do as we wish, now that we are your masters, we are the nobles, so it should be a source of pride for you to feel that you serve us.” That chief’s voice was like a whip.
“If you drive me crazy, my dear, you will find that the only thing I am good for is that six-foot-long body.”
“You are a fool, yet I will have my way with you and take him away.”
Will was led out of the room.
Rhapsody of Passion (4-2)
Jenny was happy with her clothes, but hated her long hair, which she had curled up in her collar to hide it as best she could. Now she was standing at the foot of the wall of that building, her heart beating violently; she was sure they must have caught Will here, and her subconscious told her she ought to go away, to flee under cover of night, and find someone to ask the way to Halfway. But she couldn’t do that; though she despised him, and he did frighten her, she couldn’t leave him here and run away alone. He had been made a prisoner to save her.
When she first ran into him in Faye’s company, she didn’t like him at first glance. She had not liked him even more when he had first appeared just now, and had treated the stupid, poor children who had kidnapped her so savagely. But he was right about the old town still being dangerous, indeed, more dangerous than she had thought. She was uncomfortable, ignorant, and knew nothing of this strange environment.
Knowing full well that the door with its constant stream of guards and sentries was the entrance to the building, she went around to the back of the building, where strangely enough there were only a handful of women there, guarding too large a perimeter to seem to realize that someone had come into their territory.
Jenny was patient, and finally she made a discovery; there were paths leading out of the upper part of that building.
The longer she was away from the damned young men who had captured her, the clearer and more flexible her mind became. Her feelings of helplessness began to fade with time, and with them her intelligence. She began to condition herself to believe that this was a real old town and began to familiarize herself with it, then waited for any favorable opportunity.
She began to ride the night upwards, using the broken thresholds, the protruding balconies anything she could. She finally made it through a broken window and into the building.
She made her way very gently and carefully through that dark house to the walkway. Even though her feet still hurt, she was as light as she could be. She began to wonder where she should go.
It took her about three hours or so to find Will, and it was getting close enough to dawn that she had to get out of there and hide in the building first. She found one or two things that gave her pause, which annoyed her.
He was chained in a small room and had two female guards guarding that room, they and fed him, more than that Jenny didn’t know, she only saw the food being taken in and heard the drag of that chain, but she couldn’t see him.
Jenny used the daylight to sleep in and steal some more food and water, she carefully explored the upper floors of the building and found their armory, surprised and pleased that there was no one there, it was clear that the Amazons would never have expected an intruder to come here, it was their headquarters and no one could get in, which was too much of a relief for them.
Jenny looked for two modest broad-bladed knives, and there was a gun there as well, but she couldn’t find bullets so she didn’t take them. She knew she had to open the chains on Will, so even though the heavy laser scissors weren’t easy to hold, she brought it with her. She looked around while keeping an eye on the entrances to avoid trouble, and she finally found those treasures.
She found the uniforms of those Amazons.
As night fell, she was all ready, her hair hidden in a steel helmet that had been painted, her exposed face made up like the Amazons’, so that at a distance she would not be recognized. The laserscissors were hidden by the small cape, and the two broad-bladed knives hung at her waist. She also had another knife stuck in her belt.
Her bare breasts felt a little cold, yet that discomfort was a small thing, trying not to think about it, she could no longer think about the embarrassment, yet she was still wearing her original petticoats underneath her crotch, she didn’t know how to fasten that kind of belt, and was completely unsure and unable to comprehend the bottoms that those of the Amazons wore.
She saw them leading Will out of his little cell by the collar. She followed them closely and carefully, but finally had to back out when he was led into a room and the guard came out with his pants and collar. Jenny kept her lips tightly bitten as she watched from a far, shadowy corner, and she saw the alpha female walk into that room as those outside made dirty jokes and then dispersed.
After an hour that chief called the guards in, and after a while Will was brought out again. As he was led to his cell, Jenny quickly followed suit, she was nervous, but still forced herself to calm down. As they were about to push him into that room, she started to strike, she had to get Will out before the door to that room closed. She pounded forward. As she neared them, she drew a broad-bladed knife. They were still frozen, surprised, and had completely forgotten to call. Their hands hesitantly felt for their belts, and Jenny took the opportunity to throw one of the knives at Will. As Jenny turned her weapon on them, they released the chain from Will’s neck and he immediately jumped out to stand next to Jenny.
He bared his teeth and whispered harshly, “Get in.” He warned the two women with his knife, and they were still hesitant, never believing that their people would dare to do such a thing. And as Will quickly and skillfully moved forward to attack them, Jenny just gasped. One of the women was quickly pushed into the cell and the straps around her stomach, hips and thighs came loose, she cried out and grabbed at the straps to keep them from falling off, the other woman rushed at Will, but Jenny gritted her teeth and waved the wide bladed knife in her hand, as Will began to attack her kaftan, so she surrendered under the threat, threatening to take her back. She surrendered under the threat of the sacred thing that threatened her more than it took her life. She did not move and stood with her partner.
Will followed them into the small cell, “Don’t kill them.” Jenny pleaded. Will disarmed them and handed them to Jenny, then grabbed the leather cut-off kaftan and pulled it off, the woman immediately fell to the floor in a ball and moaned, Jenny saw that her flesh was strangled by the sacred object, her mound was now exposed, but Will didn’t care, he tied the two women tightly together hand and foot, then gagged them, he came out of the cell, then Will followed them into the cell. both women hand and foot tightly together and gagged them as he got out of that cell, and then Jenny slammed that door shut with a click.
“Which way?” He asked Jenny sharply. She made a gesture to him, so they started down the corridor.
After going up two flights of stairs she told him she had a pair of laser scissors, so he knelt down in front of her and it took her a long time to figure out how it worked, then began to cut the metal collar around his neck, and after two tries she finally got that open and she smelled an odor of burnt skin.
Will hugged Jenny briefly and told her, “Well done, baby.” His voice was soft, as if in the pit of his stomach, and he tilted his head back, his eyes were soulful and sparkling, “I guess we got away with it now.”
In all the time they had known each other, this was perhaps the first time he had spoken to her calmly, not at all divinely or contemptuously. Jenny ran her hands through his hair, amazed at how smooth and warm it was like animal fur, and how clean and sweetly scented it was at the same time. She knelt down in the darkness and pressed her cheek against his, “Thank God you’re safe.” She murmured, “I thought they were going to kill you.”
“They will.” He said calmly, “They wanted to use me first, but I’ve threatened to never do it again.”
“You’re pretending.” Jenny’s voice was low and emotional, “I don’t know exactly how you do it, but I see it’s like a harem here. I don’t believe in this kind of thing, did they give you drugs?”
“It actually does work well, I don’t even need drugs to be satisfied, baby, it’s just that I refuse to become a permanent sex machine for them.” She heard him mocking her again and she stood up abruptly.
“We have to get out of here.” She said.
“I’d like to get out of here before they find us.”
They went past that armory and took a rope so they could quickly slide down the wall of that building to the ground. As they slid down, in less than ten minutes, they saw the guards.
They half-crouched their bodies, bending over as far as they could, using every available terrain to run forward, and Jenny realized that the leather boots she wore on her feet kept her feet from feeling much pain. She couldn’t go soft, she had to buy time. They had to get out of this horrible place and back to the Down District as quickly as possible.
Several times they saw groups of Amazons standing in the distance, but none of them came close, and Jenny and Will found a place to hide like wild ducks until the danger had passed, and from time to time they crouched down on the ground to see if there was any danger. At last they saw only a few pairs of lovers walking, there were no more Amazons, and it was then that Will relaxed, and told Jenny to relax too, she was now exhausted.
Will put his arm around Jenny and walked slowly as if they were lovers too. The clothes they wore were so strange that they had to walk in the dark. Jenny was beginning to feel disgusted with him again, that he would admit to sexual pleasure with those who captured him. Still, she was willing to let his arms embrace her, there were a few lights here and there, but she was starting to get a little dizzy from over exertion.
She lifted her lifeless eyes to see the highway in the distance, with a few computer networked cars on it, and she wished so much to have one, to be safe and comfortable in it, to get away from this dirty and scary old town.
The man who was with him was leading her forward, but her feet were starting to weaken. “How much farther?” She asked, “When will we get home?”
“Going home? I don’t know.”
She shook her head in an effort to clear it, “What do you mean? I don’t understand.”
“All I’m saying is that we’re going to get some rest, I’ll get something to eat, and tomorrow we’ll find out where we are now and see which way we should go.”
She paused, “You mean we’ve been traveling for so long, maybe we’re going in the wrong direction?”
“Yes, in fact, I’m sure we’re going in the wrong direction.”
“You did that on purpose?” She said indignantly, “You’ve got to take me home.”
Will was cold to her, “I saved you from those little boys,” he said, also exasperated, “and I thought I could do it better and faster than those policemen, and make it so that you didn’t risk anything, and I did do the right thing, but you were foolish and almost got us killed. You blamed me again for not seeing that we were walking into a trap. Fortunately, you got me out again. I admit, you did surprise me there, and now we must leave this old town. If you don’t understand that it’s not an easy thing to do then you’ll never get out, and damn it, I don’t know my way around here at all, it’s such a big change, and we have to avoid making another mistake, so don’t bother me and let me think it over.”
“Have you been here before?” Jenny asked in a curious voice.
“This is where Faye found me.” Will chuckled.
“Maybe you’d like to stay here.” Jenny said, “As if you belong in this world.”
“Maybe so.” Will said brusquely again, “But I promised Faye I’d get you out of here, and I’m willing to do that.”
She was speechless, and she hated that Ben wasn’t sure why what he’d said had seriously hurt her again. He forced her into a dark building, found an empty room, and blocked the main entrance to that building. Will looked around that building until he was sure there was no danger, like an ancient man who had to inspect a cave to avoid living with a bear.
Then Will went out and he told Jenny he would be back with some food in a little while. He didn’t tell Jenny that he was going to use that broad-bladed knife to rob some food and money back, that that old town, though far away from that respectable Joo and Tang districts, used cash and that Will would need that money to buy some necessary things for them, especially Jenny. He hoped that once Jenny could eat and sleep well, her bad temper would go away. He was worried that it would be a lot of walking to get out of here, that maybe they would have to walk at night and that one night alone wouldn’t be enough, that was for sure.
He hoped Faye wouldn’t call the police, he hoped she’d believe him, and he didn’t want to tell her how stupid she’d been, how she’d almost made things worse through carelessness.
When he returned he gently shook her awake, and when she came to her senses she was frightened again, and he sat down beside her and told her that they must now shift again.
“No.” She groaned, as she seemed to think that he intended to torture her like this, he was such a cruel man.
“I found a place to hide.” He said softly, “You can have a bed and get some real rest before we go back to the Down Zone. I don’t think it’s going to be an easy way for us to get back, let’s go now, they’re going to come back with a vengeance, and they won’t leave you alone after you help me.”
Jenny sat there frozen, trying to bring herself fully awake to hear what he was saying. After a moment, he pulled her up hard and pushed her back into the darkness of the night.
Faye was worried and it was keeping her awake, she couldn’t work well if she couldn’t rest well and it was annoying her, she had been worried for so long and wondered what was going to happen to them.
Will and Jenny had both gone to that old town, perhaps in great danger, and she inwardly regretted having made this marvelous disk; indeed, if it came back into her hands again, she would destroy it at once. But she did not regret the seemingly real feelings it gave her, and she was an expert at that. She had wisely chosen to specialize in designing computer softwares for her clients. But there were other interesting areas in her life that she did completely instinctively.
Faye loved men, they energized her, sex with men was an intrinsic motivation that filled her life with pleasure, without sex she was incapable of anything, she lived and breathed with it. And she also knew that Rollo, the man who had once had the highest charisma in that area, now accepted her infidelity and thought and acted in the same way as she did. He let her use her body freely.
Faye also thought she couldn’t live without Rollo, he was her life, her blood, male lover after male lover, and Rollo had been her husband, he knew her well. No one else knew her except Will. Faye smiled, he was a wild man and she was surprised he had endured the constraints of society for so long. She knew she was retreating from him, ready to have him out of her life, her feelings for him were changing, she had that gut feeling.
As she grew older, her mind was richer, her intuition sharper, and she knew that she was beginning to be slippery and mature (where she had once been harsh about some things, she was now gentle; where she had once been contemptuous, she was beginning to sympathize), and now that sexuality drove her to be smarter and more skillful at how to do it.
She needed that boy, Caz. That boy had light brown eyes and she needed his sweet body pressed tightly against her mesmerizing body. She didn’t care about his childishness, his naivety, his ignorant touch, his excessive tenderness towards her. Though she’d once considered it a male lover’s greatest flaw and despised it, now she was enamored of it all. Kezia’s freshness, honesty, and absence of sexual deception touched her deeply and brought a fragrance to her erotic life. He was the natural, worship-worthy young man, and once again Faye thought of the fact that she would have a new lover, regardless of whether it was to his advantage or not.
She felt her sex life changing all the time, despite her realism she was not a useless woman, her appearance had a mysterious effect on any man, its to the point that Rollo had been excited and interested in her at times over the years. The scar on that face only added to and did not diminish her charm. While black faces were popular, her white face was still beautiful and attractive. She had long, icy green eyes that slanted above her cheekbones, her mouth was wide and sensual, and her lips were beautifully angled. She loved sucking on men, and she thought maybe it was because so many years of eagerly pursuing such pleasurable play had made her lips more sensitive. Those sensitive men should know this, and maybe they didn’t.
Faye had never heard or analyzed for herself where those men cared. The thing was, she could get any man she wanted, her whiskers were regular and the pleasure never ended. Maybe they liked her curly black hair, long and shining green or blue, how could she know?
Caz, who was so young, perhaps half her age, that she would have drowned him, and she thought apprehensively that she would have made all the other women inferior, and rendered him uninterested in them, and that by the time he knew that it was due to her it would be too late, and he would have been deserted. She was not only beautiful, she was rich, powerful and famous, and Kez would never have dreamed he could have her. Her transportation was worth millions of dollars, and that was the only transportation she took, because Fay had a computer networked car, a huge machine that could reach airplane-like speeds with great comfort and convenience.
He’d be dazzled, and Faye wouldn’t be, and she was going to have sex with him. And she didn’t want to brag about it; young people were inherently less mature about sex and sometimes acted awkwardly.
Faye needed Caz, and when she finally decided it was impossible to live without him, she asked someone to take a message to that college, telling Caz to make a call.
When he called her, her heart was very grateful.
“Can we meet again?” She asked boldly, her heart beating like a young man’s.
“Mrs. Fenech,” he said in a quavering voice, his lower lip quivering softly, and through the screen of the videophone she watched in amazement as he shifted and shook; he looked pale and weak, and she thought that perhaps he was working too hard.
“I’ve been dying to see you again since last time.” She said eagerly, she could hardly have been more explicit, and she hadn’t hung up yet.
He stood in a public phone booth, wiping sweat from his sleeve, and she saw his hand clench into a fist. “I’m going to sleep with you again.” He said.
She was a little shocked, she totally understood that he didn’t mean to be rude about it, he was just in the process of telling her that he needed her badly too. It totally worked now, it all showed that he needed her as strongly as she needed him, and that was totally honest.
“Very well,” she said in a quiet voice she couldn’t feel herself, “that’s what we’re going to do.”
She calls a cab to pick him up, Rollo is attending an annual OWC (Organization for Water Carriage) meeting on water pricing, a process that is not held over a computer because it is so secret, but is a live meeting. Rollo is the owner of one of the largest companies in the world that transports fresh water, the pricing will affect the financial markets and they are constantly trying to figure out how to monopolize the price to lessen their worries, Rollo hates to be away from her but this meeting is so important that he will be there for at least a couple of days, maybe longer if they don’t come to an agreement.
When Kez arrived, she tried to be gentle, to look at him, to make him relax a little. In reality, however, when she opened the door and let him into the apartment, she collapsed into his arms as if she were being flooded, his mouth on hers, more intense and fervent than the one she remembered, but still with a fresh, sweet minty scent, and he kissed her mouth, her throat, her shoulders, her hair, and then kissed her mouth again, kissing her with the kind of intensity she loved.
“I’m going to make love to you.” He purred, licked and kissed her skin, wrapping his arms around her so that her soft, graceful body pressed against his thin, aroused one.
She began to peel his clothes away so that his skin was touching hers, and she began to bend her knees and kiss his chest, tugging greedily at his pants, kissing every exposed part of his body. But his cock was not yet exposed.
She hadn’t wanted to do this, but Faye couldn’t control herself at all. She finally pulled down his pants to reveal his beautiful cock. His sweet, slender, strong, graceful cock stuck out from the pubic hair that looked like a dark cloud, and she moaned and pressed her lips to it. Kez closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and pressed his shoulders against the door, his thighs trembling. Faye’s mouth tightened around his cock, and when she began to suck, her hot, velvety mouth made him moan. She tightened and sucked, her chin rubbing against his balls, her hair sweeping over his bare belly, while her hands helped, and he felt one of her hands resting on his balls, grasping them, softening them, and then skillfully pinching the flesh of his scrotum gently with her fingers, causing them to throb and harden and fill with cum.
His cock heated and swelled in her mouth, it throbbed a little when it touched her teeth and he felt some semen oozing out. Now he could feel her tongue churning fast and incessantly like a snake, and it was like his cock was in a hot spring, being stretched, tensed, squeezed, and finally beginning to melt.
Some beads of sweat ran down his forehead, his erect penis throbbed in her mouth, and as she sucked on him, it was as if red lights were flashing in his vision again, and he felt his belly swelling as if it were going to explode. His legs were shaking uncontrollably, his cock was like a huge black flower in her mouth, and her fingers were gripping his balls as if they were two bombs.
He cried out as he began to climax. It was so fascinating, the hot cum spurting out, his back constantly slamming against the door that supported his body as his cock kept pulsing in her mouth. Faye went completely nuts, kept sucking on his cock and swallowing that cum until he finished cumming and calmed down.
With his cock still in her mouth, he looked down at the woman, who was kneeling with her face to his pubic bone, her head tilted back so that her hair fell behind her. Her eyes were closed tightly as if she was performing a religious act, praying for something, Kez pulled his cock out from between her two soft lips and then knelt down as well, straddling her as she slowly opened her mesmerized eyes and looked at him.
“I didn’t want to do this in the first place.” She admitted. Her voice was soft. He saw some beads of sweat glistening on her cheeks as well, and he kissed the corners of her wickedly slanted eyes, kissed her forehead, her lusty, slightly salty mouth, and he thought he was kissing a lovely woman. And Faye knew he was kissing a cobra, a black spider, only he couldn’t see enough to know that.
“Let’s go into the bedroom together.” She said in a soft, eager voice. He was as gentle as a sapling as he walked with her toward her bedroom, and before she reached the door of it he hurried up and closed in behind her, his hands busy on her dress, and then he stood away a little, and the dress she wore fell to his feet. He stood back and smiled, turning and turning to observe the tall, white woman from different angles, touching her slender waist, her full hips, her full, jiggling breasts, and her nipples that looked like extinguished cigarettes.
She stood patiently, feeling as if her body were new again, and feeling a strong rush under his scrutiny. He pressed close behind her again and kissed her shoulder. He put his head on her shoulder and kissed her neck, then looked down at the front of her body, looking at her in this strange way, at her pointed breasts like volcanoes, at the round, soft, white belly beneath them, at the abundant, black pubic hair beneath her belly, but he could not see the more graceful parts of her body, and at that moment he felt a strong desire for her again.
He had thoughts of her like poetry. When he guessed that he would never see her again, he wished that he could put down on paper in beautiful language all the wonderful feelings of their encounter. But now, with her, it was impossible for him to portray such feelings, even if he had the same talent as Shakespeare. He just thought, very rudely and intensely, that he needed to pump her, that she had already just sucked him gloriously, but he needed more, he wanted his cock in her cunt, he wanted her to feel incapable of withstanding his intense sexuality, as she had just done to him with hers, he wanted to possess her, and even though he was much younger than she was, he was a man, and he was going to possess her body, or die.
They walked into the bedroom and he suddenly screamed in fear.
“What’s this?” His throat gulped, “You have a lamp bed.”
Faye was confused, “What’s wrong?” She said, her tiger like temper was growing now and was barely in control of herself, but she forced her voice to be calm, she had to be nice to this little man, this sexual rawk, she couldn’t scare him off.
He looked at her strangely, his face dark and shining as if there were fire burning beneath that skin, and a smile swept across his face and his lips curved in a way that made Fee feel as frightened as if she had met a moth.
“Lie down on that bed and turn it on.” Caz said. His voice was soft and firm, even his breathing was confident. She obeyed, her body moving gently on the bed, causing it to sway underneath her like a sea of oil, floating her body, highlighting every part of her body as she showed it to him as if on a stage.
He took off the rest of the clothes on his body and tossed them aside. She saw that his thin body was resilient and strong, resilient not weak. Inside his strong, lean body was the distilled, concentrated essence of a man, it was everything, all that was necessary.
The bed glowed around her body, making her body like a film, the white light against the darkness of her body. Her body was inviting him, encouraging him to enter and enjoy her. He sat on the edge of the bed, placing one hand on the small of her back, the light reflecting on his face, making his skin glow, his eyes tawny, as if a pile of flames burned in their depths. Her eyes looked downward, and she saw that his long, massive thighs were covered with hair like a goat’s.
She felt the hand on the small of her back like an iron. Her legs parted a little, inviting his hand to feel down and into her. He rubbed her body, sliding his fingers downward, then he bent his body, his body forming a graceful curve. He lowered his head as he ran his fingers down toward where she invited them. As he touched her clit, his lips touched her breasts at the same time.
He gently nibbled on her breasts, and although he hadn’t touched the nipples yet, his series of light bites caused her nipples to swell and grow in size. As he nibbled her breasts, he twisted her clitoris with his fingers and an intense pain traveled to her abdomen. She begged him to penetrate her.
He let go of him, “Turn around.” He said.
She complied in silence.
“Bend your knees.” He said.
She turned her ass up.
She felt him come fully onto the bed, “I’m going to fuck here.” He said, placing his fingers on a part of his body, her flesh quivering under that sensitive touch. “And then I’m going to fuck here.” He touched another part of her body. She knelt there, that slutty backside facing him. “I’m going to fuck in both places at the same time.”
“You can’t.” She said shaking. Her ass quivered with excitement. She’d forgotten what the young man was capable of, she’d just done some play with him and she hadn’t realized he was still capable.
She was a little shocked by his mouth on her anus, but welcomed it. He knelt behind her, grabbed her thighs and licked her wet anus, then abruptly inserted his erect cock into her anus.
Faye buried her face in the bed of lamps and didn’t resist, the thrusting of his cock into her ass wasn’t a usual act, it pierced through her armament, brought her low, made her his equal, a sign of submission to him, but she accepted it ecstatically while secretly amazed at his intense sexuality, their relationship had only just begun yah. She wiggled her ass upward and backward, slamming it against his cock over and over. His cock quivered in her wonderful anus.
She felt him move forward, thrusting deeper, and she closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. At the same time her anus squeezed his cock tightly. He shuddered and thrust. When he was close to orgasm, he stopped again and pulled his cock out.
Immediately she felt as if her anus had ruptured and she moaned, relaxing the muscles in her buttocks as she recalled the taste of his huge cock inside her. He gently left the bed and she heard the water running in the shower ask, then he came back and climbed onto the bed while she remained in that position without moving, and to her surprise she felt his erect penis penetrate her cunt again.
He should have climaxed, yet within a few minutes he was thrusting wildly again. He pushed his cock in smoothly, and she felt his cock get bigger, squeezing her vaginal walls even more forcefully. What an amazing cock in her cunt! She tightened the muscles in her cunt, squeezing his lively rising cock. And she felt a tingling in her recently invaded anus.
Now his hands were stroking both of her ass cheeks again, rubbing them hard and pulling them apart to the sides. Faye knew he must be able to see the structure of the hidden parts of her body, and she felt the muscles inside her anus quiver and contract, and then she yelped and tugged to make him stop rubbing. He inserted one of his large fingers into her anus again and rubbed it in the warm moist anus he had just penetrated. His cock was now completely engulfed by her cunt, and at the same time, he had his thumb completely inside her anus, and she became rigid with excitement. She felt like her breasts were on fire, and her muscles began to lose control, squeezing him, squeezing his cock, squeezing his thumb. Now, God, as he pumped her on one side, he brought his other hand up and twisted her clit.
He must have another hand between her legs, she was thinking. That gentle twisting made her nipples ache as his hips pumped back and forth, his big thumb stirring and pressing as he twisted and kneaded his fingers. Every part of Faye shimmered while her insides heated up with the intense grinding, and she screamed as she began to climax. Her pussy vibrated and contracted its muscles as if to show him how powerful she was. He just laughed out loud and thrust back and forth even more frantically into her creamy flesh, his hands having abandoned the rest of him and holding her hips, pumping savagely to bring her to the pinnacle of her orgasm, his thrusts matching her contractions until he was completely relaxed again.
His cock didn’t pull out, letting her orgasm pass while he felt it tighten around her vagina. His cock began to contract and he felt a satisfying warmth in his abdomen and when he felt her orgasm had passed completely he withdrew his cock and rolled her over. He stretched out comfortably to lie on her dark, soft body, feeling the curves of her body, the soft peaks of her breasts pressing against his young, firm body. After a moment, she moved so that he fell off her body and lay on his side. Now he was completely dimmed in the shadow of that lamp, and her face glowed with a graceful luster as the soft light flickered on her face.
He saw that her face was mysterious and sensual, and he felt comfortable lying on that soft, warm, bright bed. She bent her head over and began to kiss him.
He closed his eyes and completely unfolded his body, feeling her lips press against his skin, accepting her kisses as she worshipped him and appreciated his performance. She kissed every part of his body. When she finished kissing his chest, his thighs, his stomach, and his throat, she kissed his groin, his flaccid cock, and licked the pubic hair that was wet with her secretions. He felt her tongue stirring around his cock as she licked it, licking it hard, pulling at his soft, smooth foreskin like a cat licking a plate of eaten meat, as she licked his balls between his legs and then took his cock in her mouth again.
He felt her hair sweeping against his body, he reached a hand downward and blindly touched her, he pulled gently on her hair but she still had his cock in her mouth, it was wonderful, she pressed her head into his crotch and began to suck eagerly, he couldn’t help her or use his conscious mind to make his cock erect, he had to let her do it herself. Yet with her sucking, his cock slowly began to her erect and rise again in her warm mouth.
While she was still sucking, Kez thought wildly. He felt his body rising, his body filled with warmth, his cock throbbing rhythmically under that woman’s sucking. How that woman needed him, but he couldn’t do anything to satisfy her right now. But she didn’t care about that. She sucked him and his soul and filled it with a sense of triumph. The lovely pulling, the wet sucking, the gentle grinding of teeth went on and on; as if it would never stop. Her tongue stirred his glans until he began to be dazzled. The intensity grew as he experienced every detail with his cock, as if he were in the middle of a symphony orchestra playing.
His cock began to spasm, he felt his muscles begin to quiver, his eyes closed as if on fire, his hips kept rising and falling and writhing. She sucked deeply, intensely, and suddenly he cried out, tugging and straining against her face.
She finally brought him to the peak of his orgasm, something he had never made himself do before. As he relaxed in a daze after his orgasm, she spit out his cock, pressed her face into his crotch, and then moved her body upward to lie beside him so that his head pressed against her breasts, rubbing against him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and slipped his fingers into the wet little hole between her legs and fell asleep.