0 comments/ 12669 views/ 0 favorites New World By: Fallen Angel The world was still young and man had barely risen above the apes on the evolutionary ladder. One tribe had begun to spread its influence across the land along with its genetics. That tribe had its beginnings from a survivor of a spaceship wrecked on this remote world. That had been many many years ago and now the tribe had spread up and down most of the river valley. Mai was watchful as she neared the river. Animals and people could both be a danger and were best avoided. She came to the river almost every day to wash and be alone. The others made fun of her for washing. She looked and smelled different from the rest of her family. They often scolded her. She had no buildup of dirt and grime to keep off the bitey things. No man from another family had come to steal her away as with the other girls in her family group. The only ones who had ever used her were her brothers and uncles. Freeze, try not to breathe, there is one of the Others down by the river. He is tall as a bear and has skins that shine in the light. Mai has heard of the Others. They may be gods or devils but they are to be feared. She has been teased of being taken by them. They come and claim anyone they like. Mai wants to run but knows that any movement could cause her to be seen. She stares as the Other washes in the river. He rises and beckons to her. A voice in her head says, "Come to me pretty one." Mai's feet move on their own and she can not force them to take her away. She whimpers and looks for some way to run but the call from the Other is too strong. Mai reaches the river bank and stands before him. He is so tall. At just over 5 foot tall, Mai is one of the tallest in her family and her head doesn't even reach his shoulder. How can one so big, hide and hunt? "Nice, even clean. No one will believe it till I bring you back with me. Now strip off those hides and let's see how you look." Mai didn't know how other had spoken but her hands were doing as he commanded. She cringed at the thought of losing the hides. The hides had cost her a lot and she would hate to pay that price again. She had stayed many nights in her uncle's furs to get them. He was a cruel man and she had received many beatings from him. She had done anything he wanted because winter was coming and she needed the new hides to survive. Mai stood naked and ashamed, her precious hides in a pile by her feet. She flushed as the Other looked her over. How could any one want her with the ugly body she had. Her breasts were still firm with nipples that had hardened in the cool air. She had a narrow waist with a flat belly and long legs that gave her extra height. Mai was ready to cry, why couldn't she look like the women in her family. They all had children and fine bodies. Long droopy breasts to feed babies and big bellies filled with life. The Other was delighted at the young woman he saw standing before him. She was at least a half-breed and might even be more than that. He commanded her to follow and she did, but she grabbed her hides as her feet responded. They walked up out of the valley and into the surrounding mountains. Mai's feet carrying her along at about ten steps behind the tall silvery stranger. She watched and wondered if he was taking her to be his woman, like the females had always talked of. She relaxed as they walked, marveling at the new sights. She had never been away from the river but had heard tales from the women as they sat tending the fire. The Others were said to have come from the light in the sky. There were many stories about them and their powers. It was said that they could fly like a bird and disappear like smoke. One story was about how one of the Others had come to a family's fire and had mated with all of the females and most of the males in one night. Mai had snickered when she heard that, why even Ba, who she had gotten the hides from, couldn't make the milk flow from his pole but twice a night. Sharing furs hadn't been all bad and being the woman to one who could make milk all night would make the coming cold bearable. Mai wondered if the Others would send a man to her family fire, to brag about stealing her, as was the custom between the families along the river. She hoped they would, just to show up all the ones who had teased her about never getting a man of her own. They arrived at a large meadow framed by two peaks and the evening sun. Two beings guarded the path and the Other spoke to them saying, "Cherubs, it is a Messenger returning from the outer world. Open and let us pass." "For Gabriel we will surely open a way," the Cherubs responded. Mai watched as the dancing flames that spread from the two parted and left an opening for them to pass. "You must leave the skins outside Mai, and call me Gabriel." Mai dropped the hides and followed him inside the walls of fire. They were bathed in a light shower and a blue light. "Gabri...Gabil....Gab" Mai tried to form the long name but had little luck, "Gab... I need hides when we go." "If you ever want to leave, we will give you something to wear," Gabriel said as they walked toward two large silver hills. There were Others here and a large number of women with a few men. No one wore hides and few had even the shiny skins on. Mai was taken by the women to an area where they washed her again. Mai was surprised by water that was not cold and something that made a white milk looking foam on her. She tasted it and it wasn't milk. Hands were all over her body rubbing and squeezing, she could feel the itch down where she made water. One of the hands in the water was rubbing the spot that seemed to itch the most. Mai began to howl and thrash around in the water. Mouths were sucking at her breasts and she was trying to ride the hand under her. She felt a long finger slide into her and begin to fill her with warm juice. This only made the pleasure greater and her howl reached a higher pitch. The women finally finished with her and she was made to stand in the pond of water. She spread her legs and bent over a little as a great need to make water came over her. When she finished, the women rubbed her with soft skins and combed her hair putting it in a tail down her back. Gabriel came, back without his skins on, to get her. Why his pole was as big soft as Ba's had been hard. She reached out and touched it. It was different from any of the other poles she had ever seen. The part that looked like a tongue but had skin rolled up around it just stood out in the open. All the skin was gone from the tip and it was big. She could feel it grow in her hand. Would it make milk? She leaned forward and placed it in her mouth. She was unable to get much more than the tip into her mouth. Mai nursed the big pole like a baby nurses it mother. Her hands stroked the growing staff trying to stuff more of it in her mouth. She reached down and grabbed the two huge eggs hanging in a smooth hairless sack. Mai was sure milk would come soon as Gabriel began to pump his pole in her mouth. She was rewarded with spurt after spurt of warm sticky juice, more than Ba could make in a hand of nights. Mai nursed till the last drop was gone from the shrinking pole. Satisfied like a baby with a belly full of warm milk, she lay down and spread her legs hoping he would use her. Gabriel told her, "That will have to wait. I have Others that I want to show you to." She rose and they walked off to one of the shiny hills, glowing pink in the setting sun. Mai drew back as they enter into a cave in the shiny pink hill. The sun was almost gone but shone through holes in the cave like it was high in the sky. Gabriel spoke in her head again and she walked to the middle of the large room unable to resist, "Here is the one I told you about. She was found near group 105 in the beta2 section. As you can see there is a high level of imported genetic makeup. She exhibits signs of slowed maturity rate, a height increase and even increased intelligence. She should make an excellent subject for our breeding program." Mai watched as her body slowly turned and she was inspected by the 7 Others in the large room. Gabreil walked out of the door and she found herself following. Mai couldn't see in the gloom outside except for the glow coming from Gab's body. She was still trying to understand the light in the cave. When they reached the area where the other women were Gabriel said, "Tomorrow I will come for you so that you may find fulfillment. Tonight you will stay here with the others." Gabriel then went back toward the cave and the women pulled her in the direction of a large fire. No one had on skins and they were laughing and touching each other as they made their way in the flickering shadows. Mai's eyes had adjusted and she tried to look around as they neared a group dancing in a circle around the fire. She was sure that she had seen something move in the dark and it had looked like a large snake. If it was dangerous surely someone would have killed it. Tonight she would join in the fire circle and enjoy herself. Tomorrow and all that lay beyond the light of fire could wait for the rising sun. New World She had gritted her teeth, rolled her eyes, kicked the wall three times, and counted backwards from 100, but none of it was calming her nerves. It had been going on all night, and she couldn’t get it to stop. Her brand new molecular transfer unit, housed neatly in the corner of her room, was malfunctioning. Not just malfunctioning, but sending strangers into her room in various states of undress because some moron had accidentally hooked her up to the swinger’s party frequency. The girl with customer service had been no help at all, no matter how much Muriel had begged and pleaded to get someone to come over and turn the damn thing off. But it was no good. A repair man couldn’t get there for another six hours at least, so she had no choice. Trying to get as much sleep as she could, she huddled under her blankets and clutched her phaser gun, which was set on stun at the moment. Every time that now-familiar popping noise signaled some new deviant had arrived, she rolled over and pointed the phaser at them before giving them the choice of leaving on their own, or being stunned and forcibly transferred to a destination of HER choosing. Most of them just shrugged and returned to the flow to find another destination. Glancing in the mirror on the back of her closet door, she sighed. So this was what a nervous wreck looked like. She sat up in bed and bent her knees, resting her feet on the mattress and her back against the headboard, closing her eyes a moment as the tears welled up. Maybe her family had been right...she couldn’t take care of herself in the big, bad city. No...she could do it. She HAD to. Steeling her nerves, she stretched out once more in bed, the covers pulled up to her neck, with her back to the corner where the transfer unit was. It wasn’t so much the popping sound that announced his presence, as much as the strange feeling that came over her. She could literally feel him walking into the room as if someone had just turned on a heat lamp. Frowning to herself, she murmured “Short of hanging a ‘closed for business’ sign on my bed, how can I get you people to stop bothering me!” Rolling over, with the phaser in hand, she stopped. She was pointing the gun at the most stunning man she had ever seen in her life. And he was stark naked in the middle of her bedroom. He was sleek, and lean, and muscular, but not in a modern sort of way. More like....a Greek statue. That was what he looked like to her. Without a doubt, he’d be a model any sculptor would kill to get as a subject. It took a full minute before she looked up at his face and realized that those intense, black eyes were staring back at her with a bit of shock as well. He stood there, completely still, just staring at her. As she sat up straighter in bed, wondering why she was suddenly feeling all flushed, she offered a stuttered apology “I...I’m sorry.....I’m not supposed...to be on the...um...um...frequency.” He didn’t respond, but just continued to stare at her. She didn’t want to tell him to go, but she knew that he was looking for something else, so she lowered her eyes a bit, with her cheeks still flushed. “The green button on the unit will return you to the frequency flow so you can find an...occupied room.” It was a lame thing to say, since he, of course, already knew how to operate the machine. With his continued silence, she looked up once more to find his eyes on her, with an enigmatic smile curling his lips. As he slowly moved towards her, she tightened her grip on the phaser, her eyes widening. “No....no....I’m not a part of the party....g...go back or...I’ll sh...shoot!” He just continued to smile as he moved forward, gently reaching down to take the gun from her hand and tossing it into her laundry hamper with a negligent flick of his wrist. She got up onto her knees and turned towards the other side of the bed to crawl off, in a state of panic, but he grabbed onto her left wrist. It wasn’t a painful grasp, but strong and firm, allowing no movement from her. Something odd came over her as he touched her, and she glanced back at him with confusion and wonder in her eyes. As soon as his warm skin came in contact with her own, all her fears seemed to melt away. Shaking her head slowly back and forth, denying what was happening inside of her own body, she saw him smile bigger. It was a kind, warm smile that showed white, even teeth and made his eyes crinkle up at the edges in an endearing sort of way. When he suddenly spoke, Muriel thought she might melt right there on the bed. “I have been searching for you.” His voice was like a caress....soft, and seductive, with an accent that made her knees week How could any woman resist a man who spoke to her like that? And yet...she got the feeling that this was special....that she was somehow special to him. His free hand reached up and he gently brushed his fingertips over her soft cheek. She didn’t stop herself from leaning into the soft caress, nuzzling her face against his hand, her eyes lowered. He gingerly let her wrist go, both of his hands moving down to grasp the hem of her nightshirt, whisking it off over her head before she had a chance to protest. She started to cover her breasts with her hands but he wouldn’t let her...placing her hands at her sides before his fingertips moved along her collarbone softly. She felt him rest his thumb against the hollow at the base of her throat where her heartbeat was so easily felt. Looking up into his eyes once more, she knew he could feel the way her heart was racing. Hands soft upon her skin, he caressed her over her shoulders, down her arms, and brushed his fingertips along her sides. He skimmed along the waistband of her panties as her stomach muscles clenched slightly in reaction. Her whole body was tingling, every nerve standing on end as if begging for his touch. Just teasing the outer curve of her breasts with the brush of his palms, he smiled into her eyes. Taking her hand gently, he helped her off of the bed to stand beside it. Her thoughts were so focused on his touch, and his eyes, and his smile that she didn’t even stop to wonder why she wasn’t afraid. She sucked in a soft breath as his thumbs hooked over the edge of her panties and slowly pulled them down off of her legs, inviting her with a gentle touch on the ankle to step out of them. He tossed them away into the hamper as well and looked up at her from his kneeling position on the floor. She didn’t know it but from his vantage point, her head was illuminated from behind by the single lamp she had left on. She looked to him liked the angel that her name implied. Tilting her head slightly to the left as if puzzled by him, she reached down and touched his face softly, running her fingers along his jaw. She softly touched his brow, and brushed his long, black hair back from his face with a soothing touch. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her stomach before standing up and slowly pulling her into his embrace. She rested her head gently on his shoulder and slid her arms around him as he enfolded her within his strong arms. Her body tingled where it was pressed against him, skin to skin. She relaxed within his gentle hold. Her whole being seemed to feel lighter, and the fears melted away. Within his arms, she knew she could accomplish anything. Within his arms, she knew that her fears were groundless shadows. Within his arms....she understood love. As she tilted her head back and looked up into his eyes, she gave him a dazzling smile that made her whole face light up as if from within and whispered softly “What took you so long?” The kiss that followed was swift, and burned with a passion fueled from the flames within them both. Flames that had burned bright on their own, lighting the way for each. But now they were combined into one blazing, dancing light that linked them together for eternity. New World "Shit!" I think she saw me taking the picture. My secretary was leaving early for the day and as she left down the stairs in the back of the building, I was trying to get a good picture of her for my collection. She looked really sexy today and I just had to jack off with a picture of her. It was my custom to try and take a picture of her secretly just for my pleasure. I was married, but my wife wasn't interested in anything remotely sexual, so I had taken to relieving myself of the burning fire in my loins with my own fantasies. Kathy was my unknowing assistant in this matter. She was gorgeous, about 5'8" with a showgirl's legs that she loved to show off. You could serve dinner off of her ass and her breasts had to be at least a 36DD. She always wore the shortest skirts and the tightest tops of anyone in the office. And she must have been the most cold-natured woman alive because her nipples were always pushing out from the obviously thin material of her bra. I had overheard her sharing with the other ladies in the office that her husband always bought her the sexiest lingerie to wear because he was turned on thinking about her wearing it to work. The ironic thing was he was not satisfying her sexually at home. Evidently, he was a selfish lover and just wanted to look at her and, when he got himself hard, to fuck in her in the same old missionary position every time. She told the rest of the ladies that she had a vibrator that she found her own satisfaction with and she was tired of the status quo of the missionary. She wanted something new and exciting. And, dammit, she wanted to cum, too. Today she had worn a new black mini skirt with a little slit up the back. She didn't know it, but every time she left my office the skirt had ridden up her ass and she was showing me her gorgeous ass cheeks that were separated by a sexy black thong. The white blouse she was wearing really showed off her breasts perfectly. The lacy bra underneath the blouse let the faint darkness of her aureoles and nipple show through. I couldn't get up from behind my desk for a few minutes because of the raging erection poking through my pants. I knew I had to have a picture of her. I was going to be a happy man tonight. Like I was saying earlier, Kathy had left early and was leaving via the back stairs which are right outside the back wall of my office. I have a bay window behind my desk and I could always get a good shot of her if I was careful. I closed the door to my office and got out my camera and was ready when I heard the door close. There she was. Damn, what a body! I clicked a few pictures when suddenly she whirled around and looked right at me. I shrunk back quickly, breathing hard. I heard steps again and, in a few seconds, the sound of a car door closing, then the engine starting and she was gone. Damn, damn, damn! I can't believe I was stupid enough to get caught. I was really to catch hell tomorrow. I just hoped she wouldn't sue me or try to get me fired. I went to my credenza and got out a bottle of whiskey and took a drink straight from the bottle to calm myself. I knew it would be a restless night tonight. I was in early the next day and trying to think of something I could say to her. I eventually decided the truth may work. Maybe she would understand if I told her about my situation at home. And I would tell her this was the first time I had done it. I felt a little better. She was always understanding with everyone in the office. She just didn't judge people; maybe she would forgive me and I could go back to my fantasies on the computer with people I didn't know. There was a quiet knock on my door. "Come in," I called out. The door opened and it was Kathy. Of course, she'd want to go ahead and get it over with as well. "May I come in, Mr. Brant?" "Sure, come on in, Kathy," I said and stood like a gentleman would. She walked in and OH MY GOD did she look special today! She was wearing a pink mini skirt with black stockings and another tight short-sleeved sweater. Her nipples looked the size of dimes and I consciously torn my eyes away and looked into her flashing green eyes. Shit, this isn't good. "I think you know why I'm here, Mr. Brant." She was standing in front of my desk, her hands on the desk and leaning slightly forward. I could smell her delicate perfume and the slight smell of cinnamon on her breath. Her curly midnight black hair was cascading down and threatening to cover my view of her nipples. I had to sit down, Junior was trying to get a peek as well. "I think I do, Kathy," I said in a calm voice. I didn't want to admit anything at this point. She seemed really upset as her voice quivered a little, "I saw you taking pictures of me when I left yesterday. May I ask what you thought you were doing?" I rubbed my eyes with my hand, then looked up into her eyes. "I guess I might as well tell you the truth, Kathy. You looked so beautiful yesterday I just had to get a few pictures of you." All of a sudden a thought exploded in my mind. "I was going to submit them to a magazine I read. They are always looking for beautiful women to feature. I didn't want to tell you in case, for some unknown reason, they rejected the pictures." "What?" She smiled a little before continuing, "What magazine?" I think I had her. I jerked the line to hook her, "I'd rather not tell you. It's an adult magazine to be honest with you." "Do you really think they would be interested in my picture?" She seemed to be flattered. "Why not?" I said. "I'd buy the magazine if you were in it." Oops, I hope I didn't go too far. "Really," she said with a coy flirty tone in her voice. "Do you think I'm attractive, Mr. Brant?" I swear to God I think her nipples were as big as nickels now. Look up into her eyes, you fool. "I do, Kathy." "I never knew." She came around the desk and leaned over me. "Look into my eyes and tell me that." I looked deeply into her eyes and spoke the truth, "I think you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in my life." She stared into my eyes for a few seconds and said, "Do you ever dream of touching me?" She stood up and ran her hands over her breasts then gently squeezed the nipples. Oh, God, I am going to come in my pants if she does that again. She looked down at my cock pushing through the material. She said, "I guess I was looking into the wrong eye," and giggled lightly. She took my hand and put it on her thigh. The feel of the nylon was so intoxicating. "Keep going," she said. I gently massaged her thigh and kept going higher and higher, past the top of the stockings and onto her soft skin. I could feel the heat of her pussy even before I got there. She gasped a little when I gently massaged her already swollen lips. No panties! Yes!!! "Don't stop. It's been so long for me," she moaned. "Let's get more comfortable, Kathy," I said as I got up, went to the door and locked it. I came back to my desk, thanking God I was a neat freak and had nothing on my desk except a desk pad, lamp and phone. Kathy came around to the front of the desk and sat on it as I approached her. I gently reached out and brought her lips to mine. We kissed, just kissed for a minute. Our tongues were speaking words of desire with their movements. She was breathing a little heavier now as I touched her breasts. I slowly pulled her sweater over her head. Her bra was white, sheer and a perfect frame for her full breasts. The nipples strained against the lingerie. I couldn't wait any longer and bent over and kissed each of her nipples, gently sucking on them through the gauzy material. She was moaning in ecstasy and leaning back on her hands. I pulled her up and unzipped the skirt. It fell to the floor and she stepped out of it and her stilettos. I saw she was shaven except for a dark landing strip that guided me in for a landing. I leaned over and kissed her swollen pussy lips. She tasted so beautiful, I just kept going. She slid back on the desk and lay back on her elbows, watching me kiss her shrine. She had pulled her bra down and had started playing with her nipples, pulling at them and urging me on. She gave a tremendous moan and I felt her cum on my tongue. Then she really started squirting. I tried to get all I could. She was so delicious, I couldn't stop lapping at her. 'Please kiss me,' she gasped. Our lips met as soon as I raised my head. Her tongue went past my lips and she started sucking on my tongue trying to taste herself. Moaning as she did. Suddenly, she pushed up. "Now it's your turn," she said with a wicked smile on her face. I quickly undressed and sat on the desk. She kissed me again, working her way down, stopping for a quick suck on my nipples, then down to my love spear. She was perfect with the blow job. No teeth at all. Nothing but pure pleasure. I felt myself building and she must have felt the same thing. "Not yet," she giggled and pinched the head of my cock to stop the ejaculation. She quickly turned around and offered herself to me. "Doggie style, please!" I grabbed her hips, turned her around and bent her over the desk. I entered her quickly and she started getting religion, "Oh, God, oh God!!!" I felt like a runaway train as I pumped and pumped. "Here I cum!" I grunted. I started cumming like I had never done before and I felt her juices mixing with mine as she came with me. I collapsed on her gasping for air. "That was incredible," I said, stating the obvious. I rolled off of her so she could speak. She was really giddy. "No, you were incredible. I've never done anything like that before. My husband thinks it's all about him, but you've shown me something new. I never knew it could feel so good that way." "Well, it can and it always will if you'd like it to." I couldn't believe what I was saying. "I've never wanted anything more," she answered as she rubbed her finger on her pussy, then licked it clean. "Want a taste?" "Sure." She rubbed her finger on the inside of her pussy and I noticed she kept the friction going. "Oh, God, I can't stop. It feels so fuckin' good." "Don't stop, keep going, let yourself go," I said noticing my cock was stirring again. I immediately took hold of it and started jerking. Kathy noticed what I was doing and started fingering herself with more urgency. We both were staring at each other and working our sex machines. She started squirting again right before I did. I came all over her breasts and she started rubbing it on her nipples. Then she cupped one and brought it up to her mouth and cleaned it off with her tongue. "Want a taste"' she asked again. I nodded and she cupped the other breast up to her mouth and we both licked her pretty nipple clean. Hey, I tasted pretty good myself. All that fruit must be working. "I really can't believe this. I've got so many thoughts going through my mind right now. So many different feelings. I feel like a whole new world has opened up to me." I kissed her lips, took her hand and said, "It has, Kathy. Let's explore it together. There are so many new possibilities we can find." TO BE CONTINUED...