25 comments/ 28104 views/ 13 favorites Gathering By: Alex De Kok "Alaric? You're planning to attend the Gathering, I expect?" He glanced at his mother, surprised, but there was nothing except gentle parental curiosity on her face. He nodded. "Yes, Mama. I am. Jandol and I are going together." "You are adult this year. You will be able to choose from any woman who accepts you. Not like last Gathering, when only the Host-wives were available to you." He nodded. "I know, Mama. Perhaps I'll find a wife. Or wives." He grinned. "I think just one to begin with." Hana Torban laughed, smiling at her son. "Yes, just one at first. Your father and I were married for six years before he married Arli." He hesitated, but Hana seemed relaxed and open, and he wanted to know. "Mama?" "Yes?" "Did you resent Arli at all?" "No, never. Your father and I had agreed before he ever approached her. She's a good friend, as well as my co-wife." A grin flickered across Hana's face, and she eyed her son. "The three of us have a lot of pleasure in bed together. I pray that such happiness comes to you as well." She frowned. "A problem, Mama?" Hana shook her head. "No, at least I don't think so. You know that Jandol's mother and I are two of the Leori Host-wives this Gathering?" "Yes, I knew that." "It will not embarrass you?" He stared at her, surprised. "Mama, of course not! Father and I are proud that you are chosen, and I envy the young men brought to manhood by you. Or by Ellora Hel, for that matter." "As Host-wives, we will be available to you and Jandol, you know? As well as the first-time Initiates?" He nodded. "I know. But Mama, you are so beautiful that I'll never be able to get near you." Hana laughed, a merry sound. "Flatterer!" She sobered. "As well that you've had me already." "Aye, Mama, and a wonderful memory it is." "For me, too, son. For me, too. You remind me of your father; a lovely weapon and the skill to wield it." "Why, thank you, Mama." Hana stood, and came across to him, bending to give him a quick,light, kiss. "I must go and help Arli with the evening meal. Jeni has some math problems from school. Will you help her?" "Of course." * The five of them sat to dinner together. Jad Torban, Alaric's father, sat at the head of the table, Hana to his right, Arli to his left. Jeni, Alaric's half-sister, sat to her mother's left, opposite Alaric. "You attend the Gathering, son?" said Jad as they relaxed after the meal. "Aye, father, I do." "Tomorrow?" "Yes, tomorrow. Jandol and I are going together." Jad nodded. "There is a difference this year. The first day of the Gathering, tomorrow, coincides with the Festival of Asala. You know what that means?" Alaric laughed and nodded. "Aye. Anyone at the Gathering tomorrow, or indeed, anyone outside of their own home, must go naked, baring themselves before the Goddess." "You still go?" Alaric grinned. "What better way to see the girls, father?" Jad nodded, then grinned. "You will be allowed footwear, and something to indicate clan colours, but that is all." "Alaric?" said Hana. "I have red and gold ribbons, our Leori colours. Perhaps tied around your upper arm?" He nodded. "Please, Mama." He frowned. "Do any of you know why we go naked on Asala's Festival?" "I did some research in the Library at Landing," said Arli. "Apparently back on old Terra, some six or seven hundred years ago, there was a name day celebrated at about this time of year, in the summer. Asala is a goddess of purity, and the elders of the temple thought it only fitting that she should be worshipped by people who brought nothing save themselves to her, and a yearly festival was thought to be apt, to remind everyone, including those who do not attend the temples. "It still continues in the temples, that the congregation worship naked, but outside the temples, only the Festival requires that we go unclothed." Arli grinned. "I think it no accident that Gathering coincides with the Festival." "Are we going tomorrow?" said Jeni. "I must, as I am warden this year," said Jad. "And of course Hana serves as Host-wife. Arli?" "Do you want to go tomorrow, Jeni?" Arli smiled at her daughter. Jeni nodded. "Yes, please!" "Very well, we'll go tomorrow. Be sure you wash behind your ears, if you're going to be naked." "Mama!" said Jeni, exasperated, and they all laughed. * When Alaric and Jandol arrived at the Gathering site, there was plenty of activity. The Host-wives compound was playing host to its full complement; the ten from their own clan, the Leori, and two each from the others, the Jikali, Tempori, Bruini, Peluri and Hinazi, so that there were twenty of them. Traditionally, the first day was spent in allowing the women to meet and get to know one another, and Alaric knew that his mother and Ellora were looking forward to this. The main Gathering area was busy. Various tents had been erected, some as commissaries, some as dormitories, some as taverns. There were corrals for horses on the outskirts, with the younger members of the Leori clan acting as herders. Alaric and Jandol left their mounts and walked into the Gathering area, acutely conscious of their nakedness. "It felt strange, riding with only boots on," said Jandol, grinning. "That it did," said Alaric. He took a deep breath. "Very well, my friend, let's go and get our psidents." As adults, and unmarried, Alaric and Jandol were issued with psidents, medallions coded to their genetic structure, glowing softly blue. If they came near to a girl who also carried a psident, the psidents exchanged data, and if the two were genetically compatible, each of their psidents changed colour, to a soft gold. Incompatibility resulted in the psidents turning red. The range of the psidents was about two paces, and they were only active if held in the hand. On the cord, around the neck, they remained inert. When they came back out into the Gathering after getting their psidents, there were people everywhere; young, old, middle-aged, children. And girls. Lots of girls. Girls all wearing their brightest smiles, shoes or boots, and nothing else but clan colours, save in some cases a touch -- or more -- of colour in their cheeks. There too, to see them, admire them, also dressed in nothing but boots or sandals and smiles, sometimes embarrassed smiles, were the young men. Alaric and Jandol were no exception. Alaric had feared that the sight of lovely girls, lovely naked girls, might result in his embarrassing himself, and the girls, by getting an unwanted erection, but apart from a twitch or two at first, he managed to stay dormant. He gazed around, a half-smile on his face. Jandol touched his arm. "Isn't that Nanora?" he said, a grin threatening to split his face, pointing to the other side of the space they were in. Alaric looked, and couldn't help the grin coming to his own face. "Yes, I think it is. Let's go and say hello." She saw them coming, and even from twenty metres away they could see her flush, but she was smiling and there was welcome on her face. "Hello, Alaric, Jandol. Go on, tell me. I look stupid." Alaric and Jandol shook their heads. "No way, do you look stupid," said Jandol. "Stupid, no," said Alaric. "Stunning, yes. An absolute dream, yes. A vision guaranteed to excite any male from twelve to one hundred and more, yes. Stupid, never." "I feel as if I was even more naked than I am," said Nanora. "You look lovely, Nan. Truly. I presume you're undressed to interest we mere males?" Alaric raised his brows in amused query, noting the psident around Nan's neck. Nanora laughed. "I blush to admit it, but you're right of course. The Gathering is intended for that, isn't it? And don't tell me you two aren't looking for girls." "Of course we are," said Jandol. "And we're talking to the best-looking one we've seen." "Well, thank you for that," said Nanora. "Have to go, I'm afraid. I promised to meet one or two of the other girls. If I see any nice girls from the other clans I'll tell them to look out for you. Bye for now." "Bye, Nan." Alaric and Jandol watched her walk away, the neat tick-tock of her bottom almost mesmerising. "A vision, Jandol," said Alaric, with a sigh, as he tore his eyes away from the departing Nanora. "Truly, so, Alaric. And about to be spoiled, I fear. Isn't that Claus, and two Hinazi girls? They have to be Hinazi, with those moccasin boots. No one else wears them." "Yeah, I think you're right. Claus is bound to say something to upset them, so how about we try to rescue them? That's if they need rescuing. I somehow doubt it, seeing that they're Hinazi." Jandol laughed. "Lead on." The two young men strolled towards the trio. The Hinazi girls were blonde, waist-length hair tied back with green and white ribbons, Hinazi colours, but otherwise hanging free. They wore knee-length moccasin boots, but like Alaric and Jandol, were otherwise naked, bare breasts on tantalising display. As Alaric and Jandol moved closer, Claus must have said something to displease the girls, because Alaric and Jandol could see them stiffen, and the hand of one dropped to where she would normally carry a belt-knife, but the other put her hand out to stop her companion, shaking her head. "Go ahead," they heard Claus say, "what can you do to frighten me? You're just girls, and girls don't scare me." "They should, Claus. They're Hinazi, and Hinazi are warriors," said Alaric. "Anyway, just think of Nanora and mind your manners." Claus stiffened, and seemed on the point of saying, or doing, something Alaric was sure he would regret later, but bit off an oath, turned on his heel and stalked away. The two girls turned to Alaric, cautious, curious. He spread his hands wide, and bowed. "Ladies, allow me to apologise on behalf of Clan Leori. That," he said, indicating the departing Claus, "is Claus Lan. He's a fool and a bully, and I have little doubt that had he gone any further, even without our presence here, he would have regretted it very quickly indeed." The girls both nodded, glancing at each other. "Yes, he would," said the slightly taller blonde, with such quiet and simple conviction in her tone that neither Alaric nor Jandol doubted her for a moment. "May I introduce us?" said Alaric. "I am Alaric Torban, and this is my very good friend Jandol Hel. May we offer you refreshment in the commissary? A small token of how Clan Leori prefers to treat its guests." The Hinazi girls looked at each other for a moment, then nodded. The taller one spoke again, her voice soft, slightly husky. "We would be pleased to accept your hospitality. I am Luana Haan, and this is my half-sister, Malisa." Alaric and Jandol bowed to the girls, who dipped in polite half-curtsy. Alaric was trying not to stare at the naked charms before him, but Luana caught his eye and grinned. "Look your fill," she said. "We are, and we didn't come today to be ignored! Anyway, we're quite proud of our bodies, aren't we, Mal?" Her sister nodded, grinning in her turn. "So where is this commissary, then?" "This way." Alaric offered his arm, and Luana took it, just as her sister took Jandol's. "Will there be any fruit juice?" said Luana. "It's too warm for tea or java." "I'm sure there will," said Alaric, leading the way with Luana as Jandol and Malisa fell in behind. Alaric was in no hurry to relinquish the company of a girl as attractive as Luana and made no attempt to hasten the pace, and Luana seemed happy to accept it. In her low-heeled boots she was a bare half head shorter than Alaric, with an easy stride that all but matched his own. "Who's Nanora?" she said as they strolled. Alaric laughed. "She's one of the Leori girls, a friend of ours." "Intimate friend?" "Not yet, just a good friend." "What did she do to whatshisname, Claus?" "Put him on his back in front of a crowd of his - I was going to say friends, but I don't think he has any - in front of a crowd of his cronies." "Good for her." "Definitely, particularly as she's barely half his size." "Even better." Luana pointed. "Is that one of the Leori Host-wives? Oh, she's waving to us, or is it to you?" "Probably me." He gave Luana a wry grin. "It's my mother." "Your mother? Oh my." Luana laughed, then squeezed his arm. "You'll never believe this." "Believe what?" "The two Hinazi Host-wives? They're our mothers, Mal's and mine." Alaric laughed. "Another of the Leori Host-wives is Jandol's mother." "That has to be one of the most amazing coincidences I've ever heard." Luana paused, drawing Alaric to a halt, turning to her sister. "Did you hear that, Mal? Alaric and Jandol's mothers are two of the Leori Host-wives." Malisa smiled. "Jandol was just telling me who that Leori was who waved to us. Your mother, Alaric?" "Indeed so, and over there, but not looking our way, is Jandol's mother, Ellora." "This is looking like fate, Alaric, because you see that Hinazi woman she's talking to?" Alaric nodded. "That's Malisa's mother, Lila. Past her, but obscured a little by the corner of the tent, is my mother, Alna." Luana shook her head, then grinned up at Alaric. "We were meant for each other." A shock went through him. Perhaps? Aloud he said, "I can think of many worse fates, but few better." Luana's smile faded and she stared at him, then nodded. "I want to know you better," she said, "and yes, I do mean in every way. Today, tonight, we just talk, probably, maybe share a meal, but we promised to see our mothers later, because their Host-wife duties begin tomorrow and we won't have time later. That's today. Tomorrow, I want to explore, maybe camp out overnight, see some of the territory around here." Luana stepped close and gave Alaric a quick, light kiss. "You and Jandol lead the way. I want a word with Mal. It will only take a moment." Alaric signalled to Jandol, and they moved out of earshot. Alaric glanced across, but Luana and Malisa were deep in conversation. Whatever Luana was saying it seemed to be striking a responsive chord in her sister, because Malisa was smiling and nodding. The men paused, waiting. "Rather attractive girls, don't you think, Jandol?" Alaric grinned at his friend. "More than just attractive, Alaric, as you well know." "Beautiful?" "Stunning?" They both nodded. "I'll go with stunning," said Alaric. "And I've rarely seen such beautiful breasts." Jandol laughed. "It's true we don't often see such a display, although I hadn't realised Nanora was so nicely made. She looked stunning, too. If it wasn't that we marry outside the clan, I think I could be tempted. As it is, if I get the chance to bed her, I want it!" Alaric nodded. "Me, too. Ah, they're coming." "Alaric," said Luana. "Tomorrow, is there somewhere the four of us could go, somewhere we can be alone, maybe swim, somewhere we can spend the night?" She grinned. "Outdoors, preferably. After all, we are Hinazi!" Alaric looked at Jandol. "The pool?" Jandol nodded. "Ideal." "There's a little place in the hills, a pool, and there's a little meadow. There's grazing for the horses, and the pool is fed by both a stream and a hot spring, so it's very pleasant for a swim. We get drinking water from above the hot spring. I've never been there overnight, but I think it would be ideal. It's on the edge of the Barrens, so it's a little on the wild side away from the meadow." Luana looked at Malisa, who nodded. "It sounds ideal," said Luana. "When do we leave?" "Tomorrow?" "Yes." "As soon as you like. If you want to be on the road soon, we could meet at the turn-off, north of here, about five klicks. Saves Jandol and me coming all the way here from home." "Sounds fine by me. Mal?" "Yes, sounds good. We take the trail north, five klicks, and there's a junction? We wait there if you're not there?" "That's it. Is that okay? If we're there first, we'll head in and meet you. If we both leave at the same time, say an hour after sun-up? Time to break fast without needing to hurry." "It sounds fine. Now, that commissary? I'm thirsty." "Just over there. See? Come on, we'll see if there's a table." The commissary was busy, mostly with young couples like themselves. They looked around, but couldn't see any vacant tables. A familiar face caught his eye and he was about to speak when Malisa took Luana's arm. "Isn't that Hari?" she said. "He won't mind sharing the table." "He might," said Luana. "Have you seen that girl he's with? She's lovely." "Is this Hari that young man with the dark hair, over there?" said Alaric. Luana nodded. "Yes, that's Hari. He's our cousin. His father is our father's brother." "Let's ask him," said Alaric. "I don't think his companion will mind, provided we don't outstay our welcome." "You know her, don't you?" "Yes, we do," said Jandol. "That's Nanora, the girl we told you about." "She's the one that put that bully Claus on his back?" Alaric nodded, and Luana grinned. "We're definitely asking if they'll share, now. Come on, I'll ask him." Hari was in earnest conversation with Nanora, and looked up as the four paused beside the table, but his look of polite enquiry was replaced by a broad grin. "Lu! And Mal!" He turned to Nanora. "Nanora, there's someone I'd like you to meet. My cousins, Luana and Malisa Haan. I'm sorry, I don't know their companions." "That's all right, I do. Hari, may I in my turn introduce my friends Alaric Torban and Jandol Hel?" "May we sit with you? There are no free tables?" said Luana. "Of course." "Fruit juice?" said Alaric. Luana and Malisa nodded. He turned to Hari and Nan, eyebrows raised but they indicated their own half-full glasses. About to see if there was a waitress free, he was surprised by a touch on his arm. Arli was there, a tray under her arm. "What can I fetch you?" she said. "Four fruit juices, please, Arli." "Will you introduce me to your companions. Obviously, I know Nanora and Jandol." "This is Luana Haan, and her sister Malisa. This gentleman is Hari, but I don't know his family name?" "Mandor," said Hari, "Hari Mandor. Jandol and Nan you know. Ladies, Hari, may I present my mother's co-wife, and my good friend, Arli Torban." There was a general murmur of greetings, and smiles all round. "Arli?" said Alaric. "I didn't know you were serving?" Arli grinned. "I didn't dodge quickly enough. Four fruit juices coming up." Hari and Nan shuffled over a little and the others sat, Luana with Alaric, Malisa with Jandol. There was silence for a moment, until Luana spoke. "Nanora?" "Call me Nan, please." "Nan. I was just going to say, Nan, that Mal and I met your friends when they came to rescue us from a mutual adversary." Nanora frowned. "I'm sorry?" "Claus," said Malisa, and Nanora's face cleared. "Ah," she said. "Was he making a fool of himself again?" "About to, I think, but Alaric and Jandol were in time to save him." Luana gave an innocent smile and Nanora laughed. "Alaric tells me you flattened him?" "I was lucky." "Rubbish," said Jandol. "I saw it. As neat a step-over as I've seen. It was poetry, Nan." "Thank you," said Nanora, "but I still think I was lucky." "Suit yourself," said Jandol. "I know what I saw." Arli chose that moment to serve the fruit juice, so that there was general chaos for a few moments. Settled, Luana lifted her glass and took a sip. "Very nice. Thank you, Alaric, and thank Arli - that was her name, wasn't it? Thank Arli for us." "I will. Tomorrow?" "What about tomorrow?" said Luana. "Bring a weapon of some sort. Highly unlikely that you'll need it, but we'll be on the edge of the Barrens and it's better to be safe." "Going somewhere interesting, Lu?" said Hari. "A place Alaric and Jandol know. We're going to spend the day out there, camp overnight, swim, just enjoy ourselves." Gathering Apples I recently started a second job and I needed a break. I decided to head towards the cottage for a long weekend. It was a real hot day in August and I thought it would be fun to go for a boat ride. It was my own boat that I built by myself with some help from my dad. The motor was set in place and I made sure that there was enough fuel for the day. The motor started good, but the drive angle had to be set. So I took it around the bay a few times. The fishing equipment was sitting on the dock and I put this in the boat so I would be prepared if I found a good fishing spot. There was a shadow right behind me and I turned to see Sara standing there. Sara was the girl across the road. While growing up, Sara and I spent the summers doing things together. We grew up together and played together in the summer. We went fishing and swimming with some of the other children sometimes, but we mostly liked each others company. She asked if I mind having a passenger with me. She was out of University now and came home for the summer and was a great sight before my eyes. The white terry cloth beach coat she wore was open, revealing her beautiful breasts. The bikini top was just enough to cover them but not by much. Looking lower towards the bottom, thong sort of bikini revealed her stomach and a jewel in her navel. She was a gorgeous blond without a doubt. I felt somewhat of an erection starting as I looked at her. My mind now was fantasizing her dropping the coat and the bikini. Then her hand would gently slide my swim trunks down in a pile around my feet. My erection was very obvious and a bit difficult to hide, so I stopped the fantasizing and helped her into the boat. We started going in an easterly direction and Sara didn't waste any time getting her robe off. She sat on the front seat with her head tilted back to enjoy the sun on her body. What a beautiful woman she was, seeing her body full length along the front of the boat. Was this a coincidence or was this the reward of a lucky man. Even though I tried to control my emotions, my erection became even more obvious. After a while riding on the choppy waves, Sara said, "Maybe maybe we can find a place along the river bank to take a break and have something to eat." There was a place not far from here that I thought would be an ideal spot, an old apple orchard. As the boat pulled up to the shore I felt my temperature rise and I couldn't help fantasizing again. What a beautiful woman. I thought as I walked behind her. She had a perfect bum which gave the signal that this body would like to get fucked. We spread the blanket down beside an old apple tree but kept it in the sun. My erection was very plain and I could feel my rock hard cock pushing against my swim trunks. Sara asked, "Is it alright with you if I take my top off?" "Yes, no problem here." I replied. Her top just seemed to drop. Beautiful breasts that were rounded and looking for a mans hand to fondle them. Sara said, "You are horny and that erection is not easy to conceal." She said, "Come here and let me help you out of your swim trunks." I was getting wet and could feel precum making a spot on my trunks. Sara was just as horny as I was. She was on her knees in front of me and she pulled down my trunks and just about got slapped in the chin with my cock. Her hands and fingers were digging into my buttocks for a minute. The pulsing in my cock was continuous. With one hand she pulled the shaft to her mouth. Her lips surrounded just the head and with her tongue circled the little ridge and it was driving me insane. Sara seemed to be experienced with a male body and knew just what to do with a cock to please a man. Goose bumps were showing on Sara's breasts and her arms. It was getting intense, her nipples were erect and hard. I was holding back as much as possible while looking at Sara's hot and sexy body. The point of no return came too quickly. She sensed this and twisted my cock back and forth and she tightened her lips around it tight so nothing would be lost. I was pumping into Sara's mouth one of the biggest loads ever. I could see her juices flowing down her legs. She opened her mouth and gasped while the cum dripped over her mouth and onto her breasts. She rubbed her breasts with both hands. She cupped her nipples and saving the ejaculate to rub into her now wet and dripping pussy. Her hand kept going to her mouth and savoring her flavor and mine together. Her body was undulating like the waves on the water. She lay back on the blanket and invited me to lick her pussy and she continued stroking my now softened cock. Positioning myself with my face close to Sara's wet and juicy pussy, the delicate aroma of her warm, tender and pulsating vagina was like an aphrodisiac. Her clitoris was slightly erect and protruding just as the tip of my tongue flitted it back and forth. Her pusssy was convulsing and with each thrust her creamy white thighs were hugging my ears. She was talking in rhythm to her orgasm which was getting my penis hard again. We lay back with fresh thoughts and relaxing our bodies but not talking. We just were appreciating sex and how beautiful it can be. "Would you like an apple?" Sara asked and it seemed so out of place that we both laughed. It was amazing that we knew each other from our young tender years and played together for many years. We never thought about having sex even when we were going through puberty. It was just not in our agenda. However, a few years had passed and I now saw just how beautiful her body was and it was just too much not to enjoy such a feast. Somehow, Sara could bring back those smiles and facial features that made me want to make love to her. We were the same age, but Sara was way past me in sexual desires. I was still green in this area, except for those young uncontrolled boners. We lay back and held each other and hugged for it seemed like hours. The shoreline was unique and went from sandy beach areas to secluded places where the trees overhung the water. We pulled the boat under the tree branches and slipped into the warm shallows. Sara took fine sand and started to gently scour my body, cleaning especially my penis and balls. Gently rubbing with her tender hands and rinsing with the warm water. She also lay back and opened her legs suggesting that I may clean her up in the same way. She was still oozing fluids and cum, but I rinsed her pussy with tender care making sure not to get sand where it wasn't wanted. As I was washing and rinsing I saw her body undulate, like a pre-orgasm preview. We rolled in the water and kissed, letting our arousals cool down with river water. We rinsed our swimming gear and let it dry inside the boat. The sun was tingling its presence on our skin and we knew that we were going to have a sunburn if we didn't move into the shade. The boat slid into a natural wharf setting with grass on either side. The shade of the apple tree was casting a longer shadow as the day ended. It was a welcome sight and we got dressed under its shady arms. We leaned together and kissed and embraced as though it was the foreplay we missed before we quickly indulged in sex from the beginning. Her skin was pinching like mine and we knew a long restless night lay ahead of us. The long shadows and a slightly cooling breeze felt good on our skin. Sara then wrapped her arms around me and whispered in my ear, "I love you, Jim. I need you to be with me now and for a long time". I was somewhat embarrassed, but the warming on my face was not just the sunburn. It was the long wait from childhood to this moment. We were really in love and our bodies and souls reached out to each other. The slapping of the boats hull on the water shook us into the increasing west wind. She smiled at me and her lips made the I love you gesture over the sound of the motor. I love you too, Sara. I mouthed back. When we came to Bass Island, which was just a strip of land left from the old canal, I thought we might see what may happen while we looked about. The north shore still had the large box where I used to keep a make shift tent. It was easy to set up, attaching the rope to two trees. We set the one end so the canvas lay right into the sand and left the other end open and looking away from the sunset towards the north shore of the river. It was close to a mile across so no one could see us there. It was a place of seclusion except for the occasional boat going by. Sara sat beside me and held unto my arm. She was cooling down and starting to shiver. Goose bumps set themselves along her legs and her top to her shoulders. I set the canvas around her shoulders and started a fire. The day had been hot, but with the bit of sunburn on us we chilled down fast as the sun set. I gathered enough dry wood to light up a fire near the front of the tent. The crackling soon drew both of us close to the fire. We took sticks to arrange the burning embers into our own design. Playing in the fire with sticks brought back some memories from a few years ago when we would roast marshmallows over the flames. Sara slid down and curled her body around the fire being careful not to get too close. When I returned with another armful of firewood and placed it beside the fire, I felt her hand grab my ankle and she tugged till I lost my balance and fell over. Quickly she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me intensely. Soon my cock was pulsing and pumping hard into my swim trunks. Her hand slowly went down the top and felt its way to my balls. She squeezed them gently and held my cock with her hand. Her thumb soon enticed a bit of pre-cum to the slit on the head. The magic of her fingers slid around the head of my cock and rolled around with that slippery precum. She then lay down beside me and rolled towards me with eyes bright like a kittens. She was saying without words, please fuck me all night. She spread her legs and her bathing suit was showing a slight bit of cum from her pussy. I couldn't help but think, this day was one of the best apple gathering sessions I ever had. Walter Gathering Data Jennifer looked at the non-descript suburban office building as she pulled her beat up old Ford into the parking lot. It was a dull box that could have been off any interstate in North America. This one, however, housed the Flynn institute for sexual research. It was little known that the man who made millions from on-line porn had funded this institute to study how to increase sexual pleasure, and in turn how he could patent the resulting products and sell them for even more money. Jennifer had volunteered to be a study subject mostly because she needed the money to replace that beat up old Ford she was driving. She did not feel particularly sexy, even though, as a personal trainer, she exercised and kept in good shape for her age. She had just not been financially or emotionally prepared for the divorce. She got asked out lots, often by much younger men, but had not taken any of them up on the offers. As a result, she fell into the exact category the institute was looking for... or, as she thought of it, divorced middle aged women with better relationships with battery powered devices then men. That did not stop her from showing off the body she worked so hard to keep. She wore slacks that, when coupled with the 3 inch heels she wore, showed off her near perfect butt. She had recently gotten into teasing a bit, so she wore a lower cut blouse with her Victoria's Secret push up bra, to show that she still had solid, firm C cup breasts. Her past visits to the institute had been to determine her suitability. They had paid her $25 to fill out surveys on her sex life, where she enjoyed being stimulated, what thoughts and images turned her on or off and so on. She had described her fantasies in detail, her ideal man (big, strong and smart), her ideal sexual situations (liked to be teased). And her most profound sexual experiences. Today Jennifer would be hooked into the institutes test equipment to take measurements. For this, the institute would pay $1000 per day. The woman who called also guaranteed "a very wild ride" with a smirk you could hear over the phone. She did not care. The money plus the trade in on her clunker Ford would get her a new car. That was what she needed. The receptionist smiled in greeting and shoed Jennifer into a room. It was, she thought, like a very comfortable bed room, except the walls were lined with what looked like medical monitoring devices and there was what appeared to be a one way viewing mirror for the test. A cool medical assistant entered, had her remove everything but her bra and panties, instructed Jennifer to get into a comfortable position on the bed, then began to hook Jennifer up to various monitoring devices. These ranged from the mundane (pulse and respiration) to the unusual (a device for measuring vaginal secretions). Finally a device with many wires was fitted to her head. The device covered Jennifer's eyes, and ears and was fitted with a device that covered her mouth but allowed her to breath. The technician left the room then her disembodied voice came over a speaker. "Jennifer?" "Yes?" "We'll be starting the test soon, but I need to calibrate some instruments, ok? If you feel uncomfortable at all, just tell me to stop." "OK" Jennifer closed her eyes and licked her lips. "Here goes" she thought. After some relaxation exercises the technician told Jennifer to imagine many sexual situations. "Remember your first orgasm please" Jennifer focused on a masturbation session in high school that had left her panting and her sheets drenched in sweat. "Remember your last orgasms please." Easy. That was two days ago after some fresh batteries helped her vibrator along. "Remember the most erotic things you have ever done, please" A series of images flashed through Jennifer's mind – several sessions where she had been completely under a man's control, being teased with feathers, fingers sex toys and tongues came to her mind. These always produced mind blowing orgasms. Also she thought of having sex on the desk of her ex-husband's office during lunch hour; having sex in the gym locker room with that stud from the baseball team during college; the one time she had been unfaithful, picking up a business man in a hotel while on a business trip and getting so hot she did him in the elevator before getting to her room – one of the few times she had had multiple orgasms; a slightly drunken wet t-shirt contest she had entered at a vacation her friends took her on the "celebrate" her divorce, and the subsequent red-hot sex she had afterwards – the only time she had been with a man since the break up. "Now picture your ideal man." Jennifer put together a composite of what she liked about every man she knew. The smell of John and his Aqua di Gio cologne; Michael's powerful back; Simon's handsome face and incredible intelligence. "OK, we will start. Yu may feel slightly disoriented at first but it will pass." Jennifer waited. Then, without understanding how, she was lying on the bed without the instruments attached any longer, but she could not move. A new technician, this one a man, entered the room. The man looked slightly familiar. His eyes were the same as the guy from the hotel, whose brown eyes had melted her so fast she did him in the elevator. His smile and chin were the same as Simon, one of her clients who was the occasional source of a battery powered fantasy. He wore a tight t-shirt under a lab coat, showing the muscular power she loved in a man. "Hello" he smiled. "I am Michael. I am here to continue your tests. Is that ok?" "Yes." "Good" Michael wheeled over a cart with numerous objects. "I will be testing your reaction to each of these objects for our study. I want you to tell me how they each feel. Do you mind if I play some music?" "Go ahead." Michael switched on Miles Davis, Jennifer's favorite. This man was something. Handsome, strong and smart. A scientist with good taste in music. Jennifer's ideal man it seemed. She sighed. "Something wrong?" asked Michael. "No just a thought" said Jennifer. "Ok" Michael took a feather and began to caress Jennifer's calves, her thighs her stomach and the tops of her breasts. "How is that?" "Very nice." Jennifer purred. "Good" Next came a set of leather tongs that were gently caressed across the same areas. "Even better" Jennifer said. "How would you rate your arousal, on a scale of 1 to 10?" "A four right now" "Really? Do you want to proceed?" "OOO yes" Michael exposed Jennifer's nipples and began to caress each, one with the feather and one with the leather. Jennifer let out a small gasp at the feeling and licked her lips. "I will continue until you tell me to stop" said Michael. "Yes please. " Jennifer said in a half moan. "Please do more" Michael moved his face close to her ears and blew into them. Jennifer caught the whiff of Aqua di Gio. A thought passed through her.. "this is too perfect" and was gone as she focused on the pleasure she felt. The feather passed down to caress her inner thighs, followed by the whip. Jennifer moved her hips to try to get contact with her pussy, which was now aching to be touched, but the two items were expertly kept just out of range. "Please give me more" she gasped. "We want the study to be valid" Michael smiled. With exquisite gentleness, Michael began to lick, then bite Jennifer's nipples. Jennifer moaned. "Should I stop?" "NO! I want more!" moaned Jennifer. Michael kissed and licked his way to her mouth, kissing her deeply. Their tongues merged, then he slowly moved his mouth down to the right nipple, biting and licking, then to the left, teasing her more. At the same time, he had somehow removed her panties and the feather was caressing the lips of Jennifer's vagina. Michael continued to concentrate his mouth on her breast while his hand caressed Jennifer's buns, then parted her vaginal lips, caressing her clit ever so gently. Jennifer pushed her hips up in an effort to get more but Michael moved away then continued his teasing. "More please. Harder please" she moaned "All in good time" said Michael. . Michael kissed down her stomach as he teased her clit with his hand, then licked the outer lips of her vagina as his finger slid into her wetness. "O GOD THAT IS GOOD!" she moaned. "On a scale of 1 to 10 how aroused are you?" Jennifer heard him ask as if from far away. "11!" "Good" she heard. Michaels tongue began to tease a bit faster and his fingers curled up and hit her G-spot exactly. Waves of pleasure engulfed Jennifer. Sex had never been so good. It was as if all her dreams and fantasies were coming true. "That will make me cum." She warned him. "Good." He replied. The orgasm was building and would be a big one Jennifer knew. She thrust her hips into his face moaning in ecstasy as the waves of pleasure crashed over her entire body. She came with a shudder, then suddenly felt something she had not felt in years, a second orgasm building. "O GOD! O GOD!" she yelled as the second, more powerful surge of pleasure jolted up her spine. As if leaping through time, Michael was naked and on top of her, his hardness filling her as he pumped into her. She gasped and moaned with pleasure as she fucked him and then, as if by some miracle, she came again. This one was not as intense, but somehow warmer and satisfying. Again it was as if time had not passed. She kneeled across the bead with a vibrator massing her clit as she sucked and teased Michael's cock. Again the wave of pleasure overwhelmed her as she came. She straddled Michael and rode his cock while he kissed and sucked her tits. Again she waves of pleasure engulfed her and it was as it she passed through time. This time she had Michael's cock between her tits, giving him a reward she only gave to the few who had really pleased her. He fucked her tits while she licked the head of his cock when it showed itself teasing him to orgasm. He came with a big shudder, spewing his cum on her tits. She smiled up at him. "I have no idea what you did. But that was the best sex I have ever had." "Thank you" Michael's lips moved, but the voice was that of the female technician who had set her up. Suddenly Jennifer was back on the bed, with all of the instruments hooked up to her, as if nothing had happened. "You see," said the technician. "The device you are wearing can read some of your most intense sexual thoughts. All the device does is allow you to realize all your fantasies in a completely safe manner. The best sex is always in our own heads. This one is now calibrated for you. Would you like to bring it home so you can test it further?" "O yes" said Jennifer with a lecherous smile.