1 comments/ 6389 views/ 1 favorites Seminar By: Dotrice1 The usual rushing to finish packing for the seminar. Notes in a large briefcase for the lecture she was to present. The suit bags holding both an every day uniform, and a more formal embellished one. Her husband of 25 years calmly watching, used to his wife's orderly preparations stood by. She always was particularly focused preparing for her customary and though not frequent trips seemed to cause her an inner turmoil. One that was as if by magic dissipated upon her return. In the past he had wondered if it was an affair which she anticipated. The time he asked she turned to him with an amazing smile as she kissed him with a delicious hunger; swore no man could ever hold her heart as he has. A long transcontinental flight and a reception and she excused herself to retire. Sharp knocks on the hotel room door and the occupant quickly opens it. It is apparent she is expecting this visitor. There is contrast between her nearly six feet of height in stockinged feet and the much shorter Oriental girl who quickly enters after asking, "Did you call for a date?" She waves the girl toward the mini-bar in the suite and watches her move. The younger woman places a bag from a fashionable store at the foot of the bed. A quick exchange of cash and with little talk both women moved together and kissed. Passionless, but urgent lip contact, swirling tongues and the taller woman feels hands move under the thick hotel robe to tweak both nipples, pinching each in turn. The professional brunette feels the need in the taller mixed race beauty. Her eyes also look beyond her "date" to the closet where she spies a serge uniform hanging on the open rack. "Oh, you're a cop. I should have asked, but is this some sort of bust?" The double entendre is missed by the black haired client as she is concentrating on the feel of tingling coursing from the tips of her breasts to the pit of her belly. She had used this service on earlier visits to this Western Canadian city, and knew she was vetted. She only laughed softly and asks, "What did you expect when there is a major concentration of Police agencies in town?" The other smiles and runs one hand down the bare torso, her nails trailing in a line down the center of the trim woman's body to skip over the garter belt holding silky sheer nylons on athletic long legs. The call girl cups her hand and squeezes the elongated and puffy labia making the client coo softly and fidget from foot to foot. "A long time, sweetie?" asks the short Oriental as she taps the slit which is humid and moist on her fingertip. As her vagina is explored, the much taller woman slips the robe from her shoulders and juts her mound toward the arousing hand. Her mind wanders to her family, a twenty-five year marriage with two children in college. An exciting job when it was not simply mind numbing or intrusive. The need which she was only willing to attempt to acknowledge in the infrequent travels for work. "A very long time," she whimpers as the pad of the probing finger rubs and presses her elongated clitoris. Her nipples are skillfully teased, tweaked and pinched. Her vagina pulsing and a stream of her juices oozing when the fingers release her labia. "I know just what you need," breathes the still fully clothed call girl. She steps back leaving her client breathless for a few short seconds and starts to unbutton her tailored blouse to reveal a cleavage impossibly alluring on so tiny a woman. Her near flawless skin a pale yellow as her blouse is tossed carelessly to one side. The police officer bites her lower lip as the short, but not trashy skirt is loosened and puddles at the heels of her purchased paramour who stands now in bra and sheer panties all too starkly revealing the small mound hidden behind the panel. Even in four inch heels the short whore barely reaches to the visitors shoulders. She tosses her long silky hair as her body language changes to one in charge now. Someone totally in control. "Did you bring your toys, or do I have to call for room service to buy some things?" the transformed professional now asks with a smirk. The traveler points to a bag at the foot of the king sized hotel bed. As the Oriental woman turns and rummages through the items inside the case she says, "Fetch another drink for us. I'll have a scotch. Oh, and put on your heels." Now it is the tall woman's turn to have her hip sway watched as she moves to make the drinks and slip into her 4 inch black stiletto heels. She returns with the drinks and the shorter woman takes her glass and reclines with her back on bunched pillows against the headboard. "Stand there for now," she announces when her drink is half consumed. The police officer is acutely aware that she is being sized up in more ways than one. Having experienced the attention to detail she can expect from the outcall service she knows the escort was briefed on her individual interests and wishes. "One can always tell a married woman from her bush, don't you think?" asks the call girl. "Look at you. Don't move! I mean I am looking at you. Full triangle of pubic fur, an attempt at trimming, but just enough not to feather out when you wear a bikini panty. "Lush and full though, a forest in fact hiding the plumpness of your pussy," she smiles when saying the almost wicked referral to the vagina now swelling under the dark patch between the other woman's legs. She finishes her drink at the same time the other sips the last of her own vodka and grapefruit juice. The lithe small woman slides from the center of the king size bed and takes a black blindfold from the smaller array she had separated from the available items in the bag of toys. The tiny call girl moves directly in front of her client and slides the mask over her head snugging it over hazel eyes. Now in darkness, a smile lifts the corners of the tall mixed race older woman. She feels the glass taken from her hand and becomes aware that the muted rustle she heard was the uplift bra of the oriental girl being removed. Small, but firm breasts tickle just at her sternum. Warm breath bathes her breasts now and teeth nip and nibble her erecting nipples. A wet tongue circles her areola, and long soft straight hair almost lashes her sides. Without having been told, she holds her hands behind her back, her left wrist in her right palm. Lips and nibbles move lower down the center line of her lightly brown body until she feels her navel being circled and the tongue darts in and out suggestively. Small strong hands glide over her bum cheeks then lower to lightly rub the sheer nylons encasing her long legs. Slow, languid movements which make the taller woman utter keening moans. She juts her pelvis forward, offering, or demanding attention to her now oozing vagina. But the lips only dart along the top of the garter belt holding the stockings up until she feels the other woman's soft hair on her curled fingers at the small of her back. The hands now hold her legs just at the band of her nylons and she coos loudly when that frustrating exciting tongue glides down and up the crease between her buttocks. Each darting thrust of the escort's tongue becomes more insistent until the officer leans slightly forward and it tickles the almost throbbing wrinkled rosebud. There is a flood of sensations, emotions, simple ripples of excitement and more deeply felt clutching of inner muscles. The black haired call girl tickles at the aperture then dips lower and excites the now musky wet other opening. Twirling laps, licks and slurping sounds as the conventioneer now rocks and rolls her ass and hips to feel the deeper probing she has ached for since her last out of town trip. Suddenly she feels the call girl rise and slap her one bum cheek sharply and say, "Not so quick, darling. Let's get to know each other better. My name is Kristen and you are...?" Blindfolded the police officer, keeping her hands behind her back, stands erect and quietly replies, "Jade. Odd, isn't it? And yes that is my real name, No 'Mrs. Smith' as I know how easy it is to check a hotel register." "Pleased to know you, Jade," replied Kristen in a soft voice. Jade stands still, comfortable with the blindfold and dressed in only somewhat erotic or at least sexual garments and shoes. She is aware of her nudity. She is also aware she has given over the power she normally wields. A strong arm slides around Jade's waist and she is led toward the bed where her knees bump the side and she falls forward. Kristen whispers for her to move onto her back and the smaller woman lifts a knee to snuggle against her client. In the darkness of the blindfold Jade senses the lithe body move almost on top of her, then soft lips press to her mouth and an incredibly sensual kiss ensues. She returns the kiss, her hands and arms now free and she enfolds the small body until they kiss fully, committing body and soul to the full mouth exchange. Gasping whimpers, both women caught up in the sheer lusty interchange. For what seems hours they move together, mouths osculating, tongues darting, withdrawing and surrendering in an almost choreographed danse de passion'. Jade feels the steady wetness from the pussy against her leg. She also smells the unmistakable scent of Kristen. Their bodies slick with perspiration cooled by the steadily humming air conditioning unit in the suite. Kristen's hands roam freely over the blindfolded brunette's body from her neck to waist down her hips, thighs and as she twists finally from the prolonged kissing session down to Jade's nylon clad feet. Normally, visual perspective is a part of sex; Jade insisting on her blindfold enhances the experience for her rather than detracts. She anticipates, though is not certain about Kirsten's next actions. For her part the tiny Oriental call girl kneels, legs wide and draws one foot up to press it to her open and wet center. Her loud whispered moans make Jade squirm as her toes penetrate Kristen's tight vagina. The hallux of her right foot is manipulated to stroke an almost hidden clitoris at the top of a small labial channel. Kristen arches her back, rocking on her knees and twisting side to side. Her juices freely oozing and darkening and soaking the nylon, and the skin below her. She stops herself and drops quickly between the taller woman's legs. Her mouth explores the plump lips of the pussy before her eyes. She licks, her teeth clamp in the thick thatch of pubic fur and shakes her head side to side as she pulls her head back. She blows puffs of air making the mat seem to flatten before a prairie wind. Jade squirms and throws her arms over her head in abject surrender. She undulates toward the pursed mouth now aggressively parting the thicket covering her groin and groans loudly when Kristen's tongue pierces the inner lips and laps the pungent musky fluid pouring from her pink inner grotto. Kristen seals her lips and sucks. She rolls her tongue and thrusts deeply to swirl in the smooth slick sweetness. Jade shudders and feels a rushing gush, the first orgasm, but not the last. The older woman jerks about, twitches, and bites on the back of her hand to keep from screaming out. Her breasts jiggle and flop on her bare chest, her legs scissor and her belly seems to collapse as she draws whimpering breath. Under her the hotel sheets are spreading a pool though the call girl was lapping and her golden face was glistening with the sweet expression of pure unbridled Sapphic lust. Not pausing now Kristen reaches around and finds a harness like device which she swiftly clasps to Jade's waist and round her groin. Instead of a projection though, there is a thick latex mound which she snugs against the police officer's pussy and tight against her clitoris. A thin wire runs from the base of the device, which Jade knows well as a "butterfly" to a control which once secure, Kristen thumbs to a steady humming vibration. The quiet sound seems to radiate up her groin, wrapping almost like an embrace and the purring buzz causes Jade's body to once more undulate. The whispered friction of her nylon clad feet and legs creating static electricity almost igniting the pool of bodily fluids drenching the luxurious hotel bedding. While the "butterfly" purrs on merrily, Kristen busies herself by drawing the tall visitor's arms up and wrapping them with a velvet sash at the wrists. No need to secure the ends to the bedpost, Jade keeps her arms extended. Next she feels the bed shift and for the longest period of time simply feels the solitude of the blindfold, the easy humming at her pussy and her stretched upper limbs. Kirsten has secured another of the items from the separated pile and taps the tip of a long feather along Jade's armpit and down her right flank. Barely touching the client, the feather causes her to squirm and whimper. The combinations of security, surrender and sensuality concentrates the touch of the feather as it moves effortlessly over her near naked form. Kristen increases the vibration of the "butterfly" to full strength and Jade squirms through another weaker orgasm. Unable to stifle herself this time the walls of the rented room echo with her stuttering gasps and unrestrained hiccupping breathing and body jerking. As she tries to control herself through jerky body pulses Jade feels silken legs at her sides and smells the closing musk of the hot shaven pussy toward her mouth. She lifts her head from the bed and seeks to lap the pungent fluids splashing down over her lips and chin. The Oriental call girl whisks the blindfold off her client. Kristen drops her hips and mashes her wet pussy to her "date" and grinds, nearly smothering the other brunette. Slithering up and back her body is given over to a natural oozing of her lubricating juices which coat the face of the woman under her. Sitting almost upright Kristen rocks and rides the nearly breathless taller woman. Her clit flipping over first the upper lip then the lower lip as she drives herself toward an orgasm, something reserved for very special clients in her professional world. The tiny Oriental call girl settles her wet and gaping pussy over her client's mouth and grinds, twists, and rocks until she feels muscles tightening. Losing decorum she whines, "Eat me, bitch!" Kristen pounds against the tall brunette's face. Her loose labia slap the pouty nearly bruised lips as her orgasm swells and bursts from her depths. She rips the latex toy free from the puffy pussy lips and slaps her open palm over the wet opening. Repeatedly she slams the bush with her hand until she feels an almost pudding like smoothness and fragrant spurts from the gaping hole. Jade gurgles and laps the smooth slick juices roiling from the call girl's widely effaced pussy. Kristen now slumps forward, rubbing her cheek on Jade's neck and purring as her body twitches and shivers with a series of diminishing quakes. They twist apart and turn to embrace. Jade softly kisses the other to exchange the sweet musk each has on her lips. They are resting and talk softly. The call girl doesn't ask personal questions, but the police officer whispers her need to infrequently enjoy Sapphic love making... She tells how she had been briefed as to what to expect, and how far to take her client into the shadowy world of light bondage. Jade is aware she is known as client 5537, and also knows about the extensive barriers to protect both privacy and the working girls. "Ready for more," asked the smaller woman? This after a mellow interlude of kissing and touching from both women. Jade knows she will receive value for her money as well as a partner not eager to run off, there is no other "appointment" in the small black haired woman's book for tonight. She had tried hook-ups in bars in years past, even had made a date once with someone from an internet chat room who claimed to live in the city that year's convention was located. By far she had come to the realization that prostitution was her safest way to relieve the pent up weakness as she saw it. Both a weakness and a strength. She would never describe herself as a lesbian, not even bisexual, but like so many others she had a hidden passion for occasional same sex contact. It was also combined with a strong driven need to be submissive. Jade seemed lost in her thoughts, her reflections. The first introduction to girl on girl sex was less than stellar. Fumbling fingers tearing at loose tee shirts and confounding jeans buttons. Probing fingers and an attempt to mimic the slightly older girl whom she had met in her second semester at university. The blonde with magnetic blue eyes had enticed and cajoled her to an off campus flat and quickly aroused the provincial statuesque slim young woman. Her power over the brunette was phenomenal in many respects, but that the girl surrendered so easily was frightening as well. Naked in less time than it takes to close a door and tumble into an unmade bed she found herself dry mouthed but eager to at least try this one time experiment. The older girl ran long fingers along her belly and down her long legs before clutching both ankles in her hands to scissor her legs wide and wrap thin cords attached to the bedstead. Surprised and shaken Jade was only able to protest, to ask to be released, that she had made a mistake. Her arms and hands were free and when Jade tried to move as in a sit-up her fingers which had been wetted in the bushy vagina in the initial fumbling waved under her nose and she smelled the heady aroma of the older girl. She became aware of the hands returning to her naked flesh. Long fingers stroking the backs of her thighs stretched so obscenely. Hot breath near her pussy. Finally an odd sensation as a full breast was pressed to her open and now wet vulva, softly melding with her fevered core. A tiny nipple slapping the length of her slit, gathering her flowing nectar and bumping her elongated clitoris. The blonde's face was contorted as words tumbled from her lips. She knew Jade was submissive from the first glance. She also knew Jade was sexually needy. The nipple drummed steadily over her clit and the brunette writhed even as she protested to be released. Exposed and naked at the pleasure, or the evil will of an almost stranger Jade felt a welling flush overtake her body and spirit. She did surrender. She did give herself over to the machinations of this blonde. When the other girl rose and squatted over her face she saw for the first time an aroused female's sex. Similar to her own, but different. The outer lips firm and effaced, the inner lips loose and hanging slightly. Red and pink. Slick with clear pungent juices which dripped slowly to sting her lips. The tawny skinned brunette lifted her head and drew closer to the puffy flesh. Her tongue darted out and the first taste sent her head reeling. She almost passed out as she felt the slick sticky fluid coat her lips and trickle into her mouth. She stroked the flesh with her tongue, the older girl squatted more and covered her mouth, nose and chin with a mask of pungent flesh. The blonde ground her hips and rocked back and forth to mash her pussy ruthlessly into the brunette's face. Her fingers were not idle though. She ran her palm over Jade's open pussy and curled middle fingers to waggle into the simmering dampness. She ground the heel of her hand against the younger provincial's hood and clitoris. It felt nearly like her pussy was turning quivery, she felt spasms unlike anything she had ever felt. The fingers were long, but not nearly as long as things Jade had pushed into herself when she masturbated. They just seemed to fill her more fully, more intensely than anything she had ever experienced. Seminar The fingers touched her though, touched her with a rising overwhelming flush. Her orgasm was all consuming. She felt her muscles tighten, she felt the pulsing of the pussy grinding her face, she felt totally at peace though her body was shaking and her juices felt like they were squirting from some heretofore unknown place in her body. For her part, the blonde ground and drove her hand against the brunette's hot vagina and ended with a smacking palm squishing into the liquid flesh. She unhooked the cords and Jade slumped feeling boneless. Untying the cords from Jade's ankles the older girl tossed clothing to her and told her to leave, just get out. As Jade pulled her clothing on the other lay in the center of the stained and damp sheets and smirked. The last words she heard as she closed the door were to come back when you need more. And she did. Jade moved through her university degree easily. She pursued a career in Criminal Justice with a resolve culminating in several offers to join metropolitan forces as well as Canada's RCMP/GRC. She chose a mid sized metropolitan police force in Eastern Canada. There she met and married a young lawyer and was for all intents and purposes a model wife, working, and taking time off after suitable intervals to give birth to two offspring. Each birth was however a portend of a hunger for submission for which her mate had no taste whatsoever though he was a true alpha male and very successful in litigation. Jade was moving up and changed positions within the force easily. Leading to semi-annual conventions as well as smaller seminars which had allowed her to seek out and vent her lesbian as well as submissive needs Now she was, once more, in a hotel suite with a call girl. An adept and intelligent slight Oriental woman, who seemed to read her mind as to when to progress from raw sex to a more refined domination. Recovered from their individual orgasms, Jade was told to sit facing the back of a straight backed chair. Kristen adjusted the older brunette's posture to have her chin rest on the chair back and jut her naked bottom over the seat edge. Next the prostitute bound Jade's ankles to the chair rungs with cord found in the traveler's bag. Her athletic legs still clad in sheer nylon and around her waist an expensive garter belt, Jade felt her large tawny breasts sway suspended in the air due to her position. Staring forward she was surprised by a sharp slap to her right breast. A stinging full palm strike followed by a similar slap to the twin mass. Now Jade became aware that Kristen had moved behind her, her firm thighs molding to her waist, the luxurious black hair tickling between her shoulder blades as the tiny hands of the golden skinned other began a steady slap, slap, slap to her larger and fuller mammaries. The flesh burned, her nipples swelled and ached before the smaller woman placed thumbs and forefingers around each elongated nubbin. Kristen enjoyed the startled response of the older woman lifting her chin from the chair back only to twist each nipple and dig manicured nails just behind the areola. As the oriental woman manipulated the breasts, she rubbed her near naked ultra trimmed "landing strip" against the bound lady cop's lower spine. The sexual component caused her client to undulate her back, wishing to excite the young black haired prostitute's pussy. For her part Kristen snapped thumbs and middle fingers sending electric jolts from nipple tips to the pit of the married bound woman's stomach. The chair seat was becoming sodden from the excessive fluid running freely from a spasming hot vagina. Just as she was feeling a flush and tightening muscles her head was pulled back and a ball gag thrust between her teeth and tightly strapped over her head. Her nostrils flared and she gulped air nervously. Lips closed at her ear and whispered words explained that now she was ready for the next step. An ominous statement. Jade ran the instructions she had given to the anonymous voice when recounting her limits and desires several sessions ago and was uncertain how this was to play out. Rustling noises behind her, and she turned her head slightly to see the smaller woman preceded by an enormous black strap on dildo move to face her. Kristen said in a low steady almost droning voice that she knew Jade had nearly forgotten this request, but the service's dossier are maintained in a thorough manner. Her tiny hand unable to fully encircle the thick blackness, she obscenely "jacked" her fist up and down the length as Jade's eyes widened in anxious anticipation. She tried to recall just what, then a recollection that never in all the previous sessions had she been brutally taken anally. She could not suck on the object, and surely her vagina was impossible to penetrate. Her anal ring puckered at the sheer enormity of the latex monster protruding from a shiny leather harness. The sheer wickedness of the approaching act caused Jade to shake and try to beg for mercy. The bondage device prevented any but guttural unintelligible grunts from her. Kristen rubbed the blunt tip of the latex device across Jade's cheeks causing the older woman to suck in her cheeks involuntarily. At the same time, she tried to move her legs and that only caused her ass to ride higher from the chair seat. As though Kristen had prepared the room instead of this being Jade's rented suite, she tipped the chair forward to rest the wooden back just athwart the bed edge. She also attached rope to the knurls of the back, securing it from sliding back. The policewoman trembled as she witnessed the intent to present her ass for the coming assault. Unseen, except for sideways glances at the tableau in a floor to ceiling mirror, Kristen moved catlike, silently. She stood behind the bound woman and with flourish opened a glass jar and dipped three latex gloved fingers to scoop a clear gel. Her fingers slid quickly to the cleft between Jade's cheeks. A middle finger tucked quickly to the tight anal ring and her wrist twisted to apply a generous glob of the gel. Easing her finger deeper she coated the outer wrinkle and felt the tightness ease as first the longer ring finger, then shorter forefinger drive into the pulsing aperture. Jade moaned now as her ass was invaded. She felt herself rocking to feel the fingers fill and stretch her back passage. No stranger to anal sex, she and her husband regularly enjoyed it, but he was a gentle lover. Perhaps another reason for her driving needs. Just as she became accustomed to the slathering of gel around and into her rectum the fingers were plucked out and the cold blunt head of the faux 'cock' presented to her now open anus. A quick snapping as the glove is removed and tossed aside. The golden closely manicured fingers of the paid tormentor gathered Jade's hair in and yanked viciously just as the thick head jammed between the slippery anal ring. Her neck stretched back, Jade gurgled behind the ball gag, saliva rolled down her throat and she felt a panicked chocking. Relentless now, Kristen slammed her hips forward brutally. Rolling her pelvis, grinding the black cock into the bound and helpless police officer. Words like "bitch" and "slut" punctuated each twisting driving thrust of the golden skinned slight woman behind the ruthless black latex punisher. Jade was helpless with her legs tightly bound, her body at the mercy of this skilled prostitute. When the final centimeters of the black girlcock had settled to her reddened and sore anus she felt Kristen pause before starting hard brutal rampaging filling pumping thrusts. Her hips pumped as she stood almost upright, her heels giving her just the perfect height to stab into the body before her. Jade's hair pulled and twisted in fingers felt almost torn from the roots. Her nipples tight, swollen slapping the chair back with each savage filling thrust of the strapon cock. Unbidden, almost unaware, Jade felt her inner muscles tighten, her pussy spasm. She felt finally the rushing pulses of another orgasm. An anal orgasm unlike anything she had felt previously. Her back straightened, her breasts slapped the chair and she gurgled behind the "wiffleball" holed gag strapped to her head. Kristen slammed the dildo deeply into the tawny hued woman's asshole and also felt an orgasm wash over her. The satisfaction caused by friction against her clitoris and a small projection between her labia. The raven haired call girl quickly unstrapped the ball gag to allow Jade to gulp air in enormous swallows as she whimpered and ground the thick black strapon wickedly into the tall policewoman. Each grinding roll of her hips caused the latex nubbins at the base of the faux cock to send tiny surges of soothing aftershocks from her center upward to her titties and down to her curled toes. She withdrew the soiled object and quickly unstrapped the harness, tossing it in a heap into a plastic bag which also had come from the bag carried into the suite. For her part, Jade had never felt so abused, not even after her initiation to Sapphic sex. Abused, but satisfied. Her nature was fulfilled. Satisfied in her willingness to surrender to her desires and still maintain her status in her professional and personal worlds. She was released from the bindings and on weakened knees stood to face the short oriental call girl. Kirsten held out her arms to offer solace, to comfort the tall mixed race older woman. The kissed, gently, almost lovingly. Truly a measure of the skill of the paid for prostitute. Together they tumbled into the disheveled bedding and this time each touched the other in a very needy manner. They each had a need now. A need to find comfort, to share the remaining hours together as lovers. Needy, but sensual, touching fingers lightly traced over tawny and golden skin. Hearts beating steadily and breathing punctuated by whimpers and moans as those fingers tapped, tickled and probed sensitive flesh and rolled along swollen valleys of Eros. Fingers that slid easily between lips and circled inside smooth pink channels. Fingers that drew the other to breathless seconds when they patted soft spongy pads. Fingers that moved in beckoning waves to elicit cries of "yes", "ohhhhhhhh", and "ummmmmmm". Toward the end of their time together, for both were women with sense of purpose, they shifted into the classical position of Kristen inverted over Jade and mouths lapped and licked the puffy flesh of constantly manipulated pussies. Jade curled her tongue into the open pit between Kristen's thighs and lapped with an ever increasing tempo. Kristen dipped her head and growlingly sucked the freely flowing nectar from Jade's grotto of Venus. Each finally concentrated on the clitoris of the other. Lips formed around both buds and tongues laved the hyper sensitive nerve endings. They sucked, shook heads as though they had been long time lovers. Not orchestrated, but a primal closeness. Each giving the same greedy pleasure individually they separately craved. They finally crashed in mutual orgasm. Kristen moved to feel Jade nestle against her back, a hand idly draped across her waist, fingers touching her slit, her butt cheeks feeling the heat from Jade's ravished pussy. Once the police officer had fallen into a deep sleep, the tiny golden skinned call girl quietly disengaged from the embrace, dressed, and after a soft kiss to a light brown hued cheek discretely left the hotel room. Seminarista INTRODUCTION Nahikayat ako nun nang aming kora paroko (Parish Priest) na pumasok ng seminaryo pagkatapos pa lang High School. Bagamat tutol ang aking mga magulang dahil kaisa isang anak ako, di kalanan ay napapayag ko sila, "di naman sure kung magpapari ako, mahabang panahon pa ang bibilangin.. marami ang mangyayari. Ang totoo, talagang gusto kung magpari. Siguro dahil bata pa lang ako ay aktibo na ako sa simbahan, kasapi ako sa Knights of Altars, nung mag high school nagin member ako ibat ibang church organization at maging sa choir bilang sa gitarista. Problema lang, mahirap pala ag pressure pala sa loob. Ang dami pang bading. Ok lang naman sana ako sa kanila, kaya lang diyahe, parang wala akong privacy. Buti naman me mga kaibigan akong straight, kahit puro sila kalog, ok lang, medyo at ease ako sa kanila. Paul ang pangalan ko. 5'7 ang taas, medyo matipono din, kasi nung time na nasa simbahan ako, libangan ng lahat na sacristan at miyembro ng Knights of God ang mag-aral ng KARATE tuwing gabi. Instructor naming si Fr. Jim, mahilig siya mag karate kaya nag aral siya ng ibat ibang Japanese martial arts. Sa loob ng seminaryo, apat kaming magkakatropa. Si Bro. Joel, Bro. Rommel, si Christian at ako. Sa "loob" talagang maloko na itong mga ka-tropa ko, nandiyan yung nag iinuman kami ng "Mompo" pulutan iyong inoffer na "host" at kung ano ano pang mga kagagaguhan, at katatawanan asa loob. – malibang lang ang malungkot at paulit ulit na seremonya ng buhay sa araw araw. May weekend vacation kami, lalo na at nasa second year pa lang. Medyo malayo kami kaya usually, di na ako lumalabas, marami namang pwedeng pag libangan, gaya ng pag laro ng soccer at iba pa. Minsan, nayaya ako ng tropa na sumama na lang sa bahay nina Bro Joel, pumayag ang dalawa, kaya sumama na din ako. Aalis lahat ng kamag anak ni Joel para salubungin ang daddy niya na paparating galing Saudi. Medyo malapit lang naman sa seminaryo ang bahay nila, isang sakay lang sa bus, 30 minutes nandun na kami. Pagdating namin, nag hahanda na ang mom ni Joel at nakakatandang kapatid na lalaki, paalis papuntang Manila. Aabutin ng 8 oras ang biyahe kaya kelangan nila umalis ng gabi para di mabagot sa biyahe. Pagkatapos ipakilala kami at magkamayan, sinabi ng mom ni Joel na me iniwan siyang mga pagkain. Nag-bilin ng kung ano ano, sabay sakay na ng kanilang van. Kumain kami ng hapunan. Tapos nag score si Joel ng isang case na beer.. tsaka kami nag kwentuhan sa balkunahe nila. Mag alas nuebe na ng gabi ng biglang mag suggest si Christian kung me mapapanood na pelikula sa betamax nila. "Yung bold Bro… meron ba kayo nun" Sabad agad ni Rommel. Nagmamtyag lang ako sa kanila. Aside ng mga porno magazine na dala nila sa seminaryo, di pa ako naka kita ng kahit anong porno film, di ako nag papahalata na interesado din akong makapanood. Pagpasok naming sa loob, nag aayos na si Joel. Nabasa ko ang cover case ng tape. " Kay Parker's – Taboo" Akala ko kung anong pelikula lang. Ako ay isang certified virgin at that time at wala akong kamuwang muwang sa sex. Yung ngang pag Masturbate sa seminaryo parang hikayat lang ng tropa, pero di ako gaano mahilig. Habang nanonood kami, medyo mainit na ang katawan ko dahil sa beer. Di nila iniintindi ang mga dialogue, ini-skip nila, papunta sa mga sex scenes. Habang nanonood, kinuha ko ang case at binasa ko ang likod ng tape casing. Sex story ng mag ina ang pinapa nood namin. Kinilabutan ako. " Bro, incest yata pinapanood natin" sabi ko. "Kaw naman, pelikula lang yan, relax ka lang, di naman totoo yan.." sabi ni Rommel. "Parang nakadiri naman yan eh" sabi ko uli. "EH KWENTO NGA LANG" halos sabay sabay na tugon nila. Halatang irita sa ingay ko. Dalawang oras pang nanood ang tropa. May aalas 12 na ng gabi ng biglang, antukin ang mga loko, sabay sabay na pumasok sa kwarto, Pagakatapos patayin an Beta, pumasok na din ako. Mag aalas dos ng madaling araw ng maramdaman ko ang sakit ng pantog. Kelangan kung mag CR. Dadaanan ang sala pag pupunta sa CR. Nakaraos ako, pag balik ko nasulyapan ko ang naka ON pa ang Beta, isasara ko sana ng Makita ang naka usli na tape. Tulog na ang tropa – kaya, isinalang ko uli pabalik ang tape. Ni rewind ko, at inumpisahan ang pelikula. Curious lang talaga ako, kaya imbes sex scene ang panoorin ko, sa dialogues ako nag concentrate. Walang duda, pagkatapos na mapanood ko ang boung tape… INCEST nga, mag ina nag se-sex dito, putris kapangalan ko pa ang binatang lalaki. Di maalis sa isip ko ang ganitong sitwasyun. Pwede kaya yun.? Don't know kung anong nangyari sakin pero na arouse ako. Nilabas ko at pinag laruan ko ang titi ko habang pinapanood ang mainit na second round ni "Barbara at Paul" sa kama nila. Nilabasan ako ng marami. Pagod at medyo hilo, natulog uli ako pagkatapos. CHAPTER ONE Mag-aalas 9 na ng umaga nang magising ako. Nasa kusina ang tatlo nag aalmusal, nag kukwentuhan. Nag Jogging pala ang mga gago, iniwan ako. "Langya Paul, himbing ng tulog mo. Kahit sinisipa na kita di ka parin magising, eh sabay sabay naman tayong natulog" "Natuloy pala jogging.." sabi ko habang nag hihilamos. "Kaw kasi, kun naka sama ka… sana nakilala mo yung mga chicks na nakasabay namin." Sabi ni Joel "Akin si Rochelle.." sabi ni Rommel. "Akin si Jenny .." sani naman ni Christian. "Pero me pakikilala din tayo ki Paul… he he he" Sabi ni Joel Naupo ako para mag timpla ng Hot Choco. Parang wala akong naririnig. Pagkatapos mag almusal, narinig ko silang nag kukuwentuhan na mag ayos, dahil me dadating na mga bisita. "Sinong bisita?" tanong ko. "You'll see" sabi ni Joel, naka ngisi. Nasa banyo ako naliligo mga 11:30 ng tanghale. Narinig ko na parang nagkagulo sa Labas, Parang dumami ang tao. Tapos na ako maligo, kaya nag tapis lang ako ng tuwalya pag labas sa banyo. Pag daan ko sa sala. Nahiya ako sa nakita ko. Apat na magagandang dalaga naka upo, mapuputi. "Ah girls.. pakilala naming ka kaklase naming si Paul…" sabi ni Joel. "..HI.." halos sabay sabay na pati sa akin ng apat ng girls. Deretso ako agad sa kwarto, sa pinaka dulo ng sofa, napansin ko ang mistisang chick, tinitingnan ang pagdaan ko, naka mini skirt na maong, at naka fit t-shirt na pink. Sinulyapan ko siya, sabay pasok sa kwarto upang mag bihis. Diyahe, kitang kita yata bukol sa harap ko. Ewan kung bakit naka half erect ang ari ko nung time na yun. Matagal bago ko naisipan na lumabas na pagkatapos na mag bihis ng walking short at t-shirt. Nasa may kusina sila nag-luluto, dito na mananaghalean ang mga bisita sabi ko sa sarili ko. "Paul si Christin " Sabi ni Christian. Si Christine pala ang naka mini skirt na nakita ko kanina. Di maalis isip ko ang maputi at bilog na bilog na legs nito. Inabut ko ang kamay ko at sabay pakikilala. "..Hi, nice meeting you.. I'm Paul." Nanginginig ang kamay ko. Pero manit ang palad niya. "..Call me Tin-tin, Paul" malambing na sabi nito. Wala kaming masyadong dialogue na dalawa, ang tropa ko lang at ang tropa ni Christine ang nag kukwentuhan, parang di sila maka panilawala na seminarista kaming apat. Nalaman ko na ang kasama ni Christine na si Andrea ang taga rito, galing sila ng Manila, 4 days na sila dito para mag attend sa funeral ng lola ni Andrea. Pagkatapos mananghalian lumabas sina Christian, Joel at Rommel kasama ang tatlong chicks. Naiwan kami ni Cristine. "College ka na?.." unang tano ko sa kanya. "Yup, second year tourism, mag kakaklase kami nina Jenny and Andrea." Sagot nito. "si Rochelle Biology and course niyan." "Ganun ba?" Sabi ko habang naka titig ako sa mukha niya. Pinagmamasdan ko ang mukha ni Tintin, ito na yata ang pinaka magandang babae na nakita ko, maputi at makinis ang balat. Namumula ang labi na parang namamasang strawberry, katamtaman ang tangos ng ilong.Ang Taas ay nasa 5'3 pero sa katamtaman na katawan, at hugis nito parang ang tangkad tingan. Kakaiba din ang mga mata niya Parang iba ang kulay, parang light emerald. "Hindi totoo yan" Narinig ko ang boses niya. "Ha?!" Nabigla ako, puzzled sa sinabi niya. "Ang mga mata ko, contact lens yan… hi hi hi" sabi nito. "ha? eh sorry hahahaha.." natawa ako sa sarili, ang tanga ko talaga. "Kanina ka pa nakatingin sa mata ko, parang nagtataka kung bakit me kulay.. hehehe" sabi ni Tintin. Tumango na lang ako habang natatawa sa sarili. Siya rin, parang pinagmamasdan at tinititigan ako. Parang me iniisip. "Tama JOSH HARNETT.." sabi niya muli. "Pardon?.." sabi ko " Sabi ko medyo kahawig mo si Josh Harnett.." "Sino yun?".. Taka ko. "Yung Hollywood model at actor…" "Compliment ba yun?.." "Aba siyempre… guapo yata yun…" sabi niya habang parang natatawa. Nahiya tuloy ako, pakiramdam ko namumula ang mukha ko. "Sure ka ba, na you wanna be a priest?" tanong nito. "Di pa naman sigurado, nasa second year pa lang ako, marami pa mangyayari eh, " Sa likuran ko narinig ko ang boses ni Rommel. "Guys, me beach pala sa unahan, sabi ni Joel dun na lang daw tayo mag over night, wala na din naman pala naming pag kaka-balahan tong mga bisita natin eh, tsaka boring naman dito, anong say niyo? " Nakatingin kami lahat ki Rommel, Nag kibit balikat si Joel. "Tingin ko magandang suggestion yan bro…" sabi ni Joel, tumingin sa mga girls isa isa kumkuha ng approval. Nagkatingan din sina Andrea, Tintin, Rochelle at Jenny. "Sure" sabi ni Jenny. Then it was settled. Kumain lang kami ng tanghalian. Nag laro ng Cards, si Rommel na mahilig sa mga magic at card tricks, pinag piestahan ng mga girls para magpaturo ng mga tricks. Magaling talaga siya sa cards kahit sa games, masyadong tuso. Sabi niya "Life Saver" daw ang playing cards. Pagka daw na stranded ka sa isang isla, basta may baraha ka… Mag laro ka lang ng "solitaryo", maya-maya pa me makiki alam na ng position ng cards mo. 4 pm na ng mag yaya na si Joel. "Pre, kelangan siguro punta na tayo dun, wala tayo masasakyan" "Don't worry, me owner jeep sina Andrea, dadaan tayo dun para kunin, mag papaalam sila at pag balik hahatid tayo" Sabi ni Rommel. "Kelangan natin makabalik mga 7am bro, me mass service assignment tayo." Sabi ko. "Kaya nga, mga 5am pahahatid na tayo ka agad." sabi ni Christian. "ok lang ba Andrea?" "Sure…" tugon ng dalaga. Nagpack kami ng gamit, inayos na din pati mga dadalhin naming kinabuksan. Nagluto ng kung ano anong makikuha sa ref nina Joel, para baunin, mero din daw dadaanan pa additional pag kain sa bahay nina Andrea. Pagdating sa beach. Kumuha ng isang malaking cottage na may dalawang kwarto si Joel. Kakilala niya ang me ari, kaya binigyan siyan ng discount. Me mga tao pero, mga taga run din walang naliligo sa dagat. Kaya excited na naligo ang tropa. Ako nag mamasid lang, parang di type ng katawan ko ang tubig alat, hangin pa lang kasi, medyo mainit na sa paki ramdam. Umahon silang lahat, habang naka upo lang ako sa ilalim ng niyog nag mamatyag. "Kill joy ka bro, ang sarap ng tubig." Sabi ni Christian. Nakita ko si Tintin basa-basa, naka mahabang t-shirt na white, kita ang bikini bra at naka shorts din na puti. Pero mas matingkad ang makinis at maputing katawan nito. Naka ponytail ang mahabang buhok. Nag silab sila sa gitna ng buhangin, nag kwentuhan, nag kantahan. Me dala si Joel ng gitara. Naki-jam din ako sa alam kung mga kanta. Nung pina solo ako't binigay ang gitara saken, kinanta ko ang paborito ko "Somebody" ng Depeche Mode. Medyo sentimental pero gusto ko ang message. Naramdaman ko parang tumahimik ang paligid, sinabayan pa ng malamig na hangin, pagtingin ko nasa gitna na ako ni Tintin at Jenny. Pero mas dikit si Tintin, para bang gusto niyang sumandal sa balikat ko. Malamig ang paligid pero malamig ang braso. Ginanahan akong kumanta. Pagstrum ko ng last chord, nagpalak pakan sila. Medyo nahiya ako kase parang napasobra yata pag ka "senti" ko. "Shit Paul, nakaka in love naman yung piece na yun… tumatayo tuloy balahibo ko." Sabi ni Tintin. Medyo nag blush ako sabay sabing "thank you." Tumayo ako at iniabut ko ang gitara ki Rommel. "Maglalakad lakad lang ako wanna join me?" sabi ko. "Sige, nangangalay na din mga paa ko eh" sabi ni Tintin. "Wag kayong lalayo baka kung mapano kayo diyan." Paalala ni Rommel. Pagtayo ni Tintin nakita ang ganda ng hubog ng katawan niya.Inalis na nito ang t-shirt at naiwan ang baby pink na bikini bra. Medyo halata ang panty niya sa putting short na pink din. Malaki ang dibdib nito, punong puno sa bra. Ako Naka tropical shorts lang at me tshirt. Nakapaa lang kami pareho. Ewan pero parang comfortable kami ni Tintin, mag ka holding hands kami habang naglalakad, nag kwentuhan tungkol sa buhay seminaryo, at pati na rin studies nila. Buti na lang di ako gaanong natanong tungkol sa love life, wala ako maisasagot na clear kasi talagang wala akong nagin seryoso. Pero si Tintin, honest, sabi niya me BF siya sa Manila, architecture student sa UST two years na sila. Tatanungin ko sana kung gaano niya kamahal ang BF niya, kaya lang bigla niyang hinablot ang kamay ko papunta sa dagat. "Tin… parang di ko type maligo" sabi ko. "Sus… lika na, bibihira lang ako makapa ligo sa dagat join me naman.." Patakbo niyang ginuguyod ang kamay ko. Wala akong magawa kasi nakakahiya. Sinamahan ko siya. Parang bata si Tintin pagtapak niya sa malamig na tumig. Biglang Nanginig. Mag 8 na ng gabi, wala man lang kahit kunting liwanag ng buwa, aside ng ilaw sa mga cottage at ilaw sa gitna ng dagat, galing sa lampara at "petromax" ng mga mangngisda. Parang mga bitwin sa dalampasigan. Pagsampa ng katawan naming sa tubig, medyo nadadala ang katawan naming ng alon. Yumakap si Tintin. "Ang lamig… gggggrrrr" sabi nito "Hold me." Niyakap ko din siya. Naramdaman ko ang malulusog na dibdib ni Tintin sa dibdib ko, biglang nag init ang buong katawan ko. Parang nakuryente buong pagkatao ko. Tagos hanggang laman, tuloy… bumukol bigla ang ari ko. Di ko alam kong napansin ni Tintin. Imposibleng hindi kasi lapat na lapat ang katawan namin. "Lulusong tayo sa ilalim ha, wag kang bibitaw.." sabi niya. "Ok, pero wag matagal… baka maubusan ako ng hangin." Sagot ko. "Ready… one two… three…" magkayapos kaming lumubog. Madilim pero sa ilalim, kumikislap ang kaputian ng buong katawan ni Tintin. Alam ko nakatingin kami sa isat isa sa aming mga mata. Medyo matagal tagal di pa rin umaahon ang katawan niya kaya medyo pinigilan ko pa ang paghinga. Napansin ni Tintin na gumalaw ang katawan ko at medyo humaplos ang kamay ko sa likod niya. Bigla ko na lang naramdaman, dumampi ang labi niya sa labi ko. Tapos biglang bigla, sabay kaming umahon. "Wheeew ang sarap nun, parang maligamgam na ang tubig pag nasa ilalim. " Sabi ni Tintin. Wala akong imik, ini isip ko pa rin kung disgrasya lang ang pag dampi ng labi niya sa labi ko. "Masarap ba" tanong niya. "W-hat..?" tanong ko na parang di alam kung anong tinutukoy niya. "Yung kiss ko.?" "Ha.. Ssory pero, di ko na malayan eh." Magkayap pa rin kami. Bukol na bukol na ang harap ko, lapat na lapat sa katawan niya. Nagtitinginan, habang parang sumasayaw ang katawan namin sa mga munting hampas ng alon. Ilang sandali lang naramdaman ko ang kamay niya sa batok ko, parang hinihila papunta sa kanyang bibig. Sumunod ako. Ang kasunod ay parang langit, hinalikan niya ako. Kinagat kagat ang labi ko. Nang maramdaman ko ang dila niya sa labi ko, ibinuka ko ang bibig ko ng bahagya, pumasok ang dila ni Tintin, hinanap ang dila ko. Mahinang mga halik lang at hanapan ng dila ang ginagawa namin. Ewan kung bakit nangyayari ito, ewan kung bakit masarap ang mga labi at matamis ang laway ni tintin. Ang mahinang halik ay nagin torrid ng gayahin ko ang pag pasok ng dila niya sa loob ng bibig ni Tintin. Diniliaan ko ang buong gilagid, at nag iskrima ang aming dila. Siguro'y dalawang minuto ang halikang yun na parang sabik na sabik kami sa isat isa. Matigas na matigas na ang ari ko, habang ramdam ko, ang dalawang munting otong sa dibdib niya na medyo humahagod sa sa dibdib ko. Parang matigas din pakiramdam ko. Bahayang tumaas ang balakang ni Tintin at parang inabut at isinampa sa kanyang umbok na harapan sa matigas na ari ko. Ikiniskis iyun sa harap niya, at hinagod pataas pababa ng kanyang harap. Dinamdam ang haba at katigasan. Me narinig akong impit na ungol ng madama niya ang kabuuan ng ari ko.. "uuummhhpp…." At habang tumataas baba ang harap niya mga ari naming na natatakpan ng mga shorts at under wear medyo lumalakas ang ungol ni Tintin. "Oohhh…uuunnnggg… uuuunnnggg" Biglang kumalas si Tintin… kapwa kami humihingal. Pero ang katawan at harap ng umbok na harap niya ay nakalapat pa rin sa titi ko. Medyo sinasabayan ko ang galaw ng katawan niya. "Wwoow… that was intense…" sabi niya sabay yuko at sampa ng mukha sa dibdib ko. Nakasampay pa rin ang dalawang kamay niya sa balikat ko, habang yakap ko siya. Medyo naguguluhan ang isip ko. Niyaya niya akong umahon, at muling bumalik sa buhangin. Magkahawak pa rin, walang kibo sa isat-sa. Patay ako, sa isip ko parang diyahe ang nangyari. Balisa ang isipa ko, siguro siya rin sabi ko sa sarili. Nakita naming ang isang nakasampang maliit na bangka sa pangpang. Nakatali sa puno ng niyog. "Maupo muna tayo" sabi ni Tintin. Sunod sunuran lang ako. Pagupo ko, inis stretch ko ang dalawang paa ko at isinampa ang kamay ko sa may likuran. Katabi lang namin ang maliit na bangka pero sa kina uupoan ko, di ko na Makita ang bonfire ng tropa na nasa di kalayuan lang. Si Tintin puwesto pero di para tumabi, kundi humiga, mismo pa sa umbok na harap ko. Shit, sabi ko sa sarili, di ako makakibo. Alam kung naramdaman niyang matigas na matigas pa rin ang ari ko. Parang masakit pati ang pakiramdam ko sa puson ko. Ng maramdaman ni Tintin na matigas ang nahigaan niya, medyo ibinaba niya ng mahagya sa binti ko ang ulo niya. Parang wala lang sa kanya, habang hiya hiya ako. "Alam mo bang nung bata pa ako mahilig ako tumingin ng stars sa gabi. Gustong gusto ko ang kislap, gusting gusto ko ang view." Kwento ni Tintin habang nakatingin sa kalawakan. Itinaas niya ang kanang kamay niya para gawing unan sa ulo niya sa ibabaw ng binti ko, pero muling nahagod ng siko niya ang matigas ng titi ko. Di pa rin ako makapag salita, di ako maka relate. Silence ang kasunod. Maya mayay, bigla niyang inangat ang ulo at parang tiningnan ang tropa namin na medyo nag iingay na sa pagtampisaw sa dagat. Bumaba uli si Tintin nakakubli na sa maliit na bangka ang buong katawan naming. Masyadong madilim ang boung paligid naming, ingay lang ng alon at hiyaw ng mga kasama namin ang maririnig. Pagbaba ng ulo ni Tintin, bahagyang nakatagilid na ito, naka tukod pa rin ang dalawang kamay ko sa likuran. Naramdaman ko na lamang na hinagod ng kaliwang kamay ni Tintin ang kahabaan ng titi ko sa loob ng shorts. Napa buntong hininga ako, sa nerbyos, sabay tingin sa mga kasama naming. Bahagyang dinakma ni Tintin ang kalakihan nito. "Anong size ba nito… ang laki…" bulong nia tintin. "D-di ko alam…" Medyo kinakabahan ako sa sagot ko. Pero talagang di ko sinusukat ang ari ko, ang alam kun pag pinapiglas ko pag nakatayo ako, lumalampas sa pusod ko ang ulo. "W-would you mind..?" bulong uli ni Tintin habang nakasampa na ang daliri niya sa garter ng shorts ko. "T-tin.." Bulong ko, di ko masabing sure, di ko masabing ok. Tinawag ko lang pangalan niya, at umangat ako ng bahagya. Hinaplos ng kanang kamay ko ang mukha niya noo at buhok. Ibinaba ni Tintin ang Garter ng short, sumunod agad ang brief ko. Umagpas ang galit na galit kung titi, isang pulgada lang distansia sa mukha niya. "Shit.. Paul ang laki nito…" Hinawakan ni Tintin ang gitna.. maliit lang kamay niya kaya halos di niya makawahan ng buo. Mainit na mainit ang palad ni Tintin. Dinama din niya ang ulo, Tigas na tigas, at naramdaman ko na lang na ipinapahid niya sa buong ulo at sa haba ng titi ko ang likido na siguro ay kanina pa lumalabas dito. Medyo napa ungol ako.