0 comments/ 37513 views/ 4 favorites Jeremy Ch. 1 By: Gil Jeremy lay dying. It wasn't unexpected, he had been terminally ill for several years. What really bugged him though, was that he was only 13 years old and hadn't gotten to do all the things boys his age dreamed of. Hell, he was still a virgin, even though he had started puberty the previous year, before he got really sick. At least, he was at home and had his cat Emmi, a gift from his parents when he became bed-ridden last year. Jeremy wasn't too frightened at his impending death and Emmi was a big reason why. She seemed so empathetic and spent most of his days curled up next to him. Emmi, his choice of names (though it seemed to fit her), was all black except for a few white hairs above her eyes and on her lower belly. She had a long tail and beautiful green eyes that seemed to say "talk to me, I understand". She comforted him; that is until now. Emmi was lying on Jeremy's chest and he couldn't seem to get enough air; he couldn't breathe and didn't have the strength to push her off. Emmi's green eyes stared into his and gently seemed to say, "let it go... let it go". Jeremy trusted her and relaxed...and stopped breathing. The sun shone brightly through the tall trees; it was a beautiful day. Jeremy slowly woke and opened his eyes. He gradually discovered that he was lying in a small glen in what seemed to be a moss-covered depression, surrounded by a profusion of multi-colored wild flowers. Close-by, he heard what sounded like a small brook babbling softly over its stone filled bed. Suddenly, Jeremy realized he wasn't alone. Next to him, curled into his chest and stomach, was a warmth-giving, sleeping form. Jeremy opened his eyes fully and curiously examined his sleep-mate lying next to him spoon fashion, with her back to him. It was a she, and what a she! Small, about four foot ten inches of lithe human female. As his awareness expanded, he discovered that both he and she were naked. Closer examination revealed to Jeremy that this girl, woman really, had pale, almost white skin, long jet-black hair, eyebrows to match and beautifully large eyes. At the moment they were closed so he was unable to ascertain their color. She had a heart shaped face with freckles dusting the bridge of a snub nose, wide generous lips and a small cleft or dent in her chin. Jeremy raised his head and noticed that her breasts were quite beautiful. About the size and shape of tennis balls, with pink quarter-sized areolas on the mid-upper slope, they sat high on her chest and close together. Her nipples were small and pointed. Jeremy's eyes wandered lower and noticed a slim, flat stomach that gently sloped and rose to a thin rectangular strip of silky, jet-black hair thinly covering her pubic area. This was followed by slender but well-muscled thighs, which met well-defined calves, delicate ankles and dainty feet. She was gorgeous. At this point, Jeremy realized that something else wasn't quite right and began to examine himself. No longer a scrawny 13 year-old wasted by illness, Jeremy discovered that he was now older, quite tall and muscular. He reached up and touched his head, shocked to find an abundance of dark brown curls falling around his face. Previously he had been bald due to the chemotherapy. Jeremy also noticed an unfamiliar sensation between his legs and leaned back to discover with awe that he was sprouting a rather large erection. The beautiful woman in front of him moaned at this loss of contact and unconsciously scooted back up against him, trapping his erection between the soft, warm cleft of her buttocks. Stunned, it dawned on Jeremy that he no longer felt weak and tired. In fact, it had been quite a long time since he could remember feeling this well. Jeremy breathed in deeply and marveled at this incredible sense of well being. He felt absolutely terrific! What the hell was going on? Jeremy suddenly remembered being unable to breathe and not having the strength to push Emmi off of his chest. What had happened? Equally as sudden, Jeremy became aware again of the woman in his arms as she sighed and pressed back against him. He felt a hot, somewhat moist warmth near the tip of his penis and involuntarily felt his hips jerk forward. Jeremy felt a smooth but hard-ridged surface softly circling the very tip of his penis. It seared him with its heat and his hips gave another involuntary jerk. Suddenly, he felt something give and the tip of his penis was enclosed in warmth and something tight surrounded him just behind the crown of his penis where it met the shaft. Jeremy moaned at the hot warmth and tightness surrounding the head of his virgin penis. The beautiful woman in his arms moaned and nestled closer, sending another half inch of his penis into the incredible heat and moving the tight grip another half inch down his shaft. God she was small and incredibly tight. It occurred to Jeremy that he was making love for the first time in his life, and to a complete stranger! Suddenly, she whispered, 'Jeremy?' and he froze. 'Jeremy?' she repeated and he managed a stuttered 'y...ye...yeah?' while wondering "how does she know my name?" and then, "who in the heck is she?" 'Jeremy, are you familiar with the female anatomy?' she asked. Confused, Jeremy said 'not first hand, but I did go through sex education before I got sick' not sure she would understand what he was talking about. 'Well then, Jeremy', she said taking his hand that had been lying over her hip and moving it between her legs, 'do you know what this is?' She took one of his fingers and inserted it between the lips of her vulva at the entrance to her vagina. It was slightly wet and his finger easily slid in to the first knuckle. 'Your vagina?' Jeremy guessed, more than a little confused. 'Very good, Jeremy', she replied. '...And that being the case, Jeremy, where do you suppose you have somehow managed to misplace your cock?' For a second, Jeremy was stunned at her intimate use of the word "cock" and then it dawned on him what exactly was behind her words. 'Oh My Gosh' he started and in anticipation, she reached back and firmly cupped his ass holding him in place, as he attempted to pull back. 'It's alright Jeremy, just hold still for a moment' she said. Again, Jeremy found himself frozen in place, but no less aware of the hot, moist feeling surrounding the tip of his penis and the now even tighter grip still holding him half an inch further down his shaft. 'Jeremy' she said, 'your cock is somewhat thicker than what I am used to passing through this particular portal, but it isn't unpleasant and perhaps we might continue if you'll promise me turnabout is fair play.' Jeremy had no idea what the heck she was talking about, but it felt so good at the moment, he was, as most men are, prepared to agree to anything. 'Okay' Jeremy said, 'what do we do now?' 'Why Jeremy darling' she purred, 'now you fuck me in my ass, of course.' Her "dirty" words caused his penis to swell in girth and she gasped at this response and he, in turn, gasped at her response, which was to tighten her sphincter muscle on that precious half inch plus tip still hotly ensconced within her. 'Jeremy, darling' she murmured. 'Yes?' Jeremy whispered. 'Is this your first time at...at whatever?' she asked. 'Yes' he replied. 'Perhaps it might be easier Jeremy, if I were to have a little more control' 'How?' Jeremy asked. 'Lie on your back, Jeremy.' As he acquiesced and rolled onto his back, his penis pulled free of her clutching anus with a "phufft" sound. Jeremy felt a cool breeze caress the residual wetness on his shaft and moaned. She groaned at the abrupt and slightly painful withdrawal. Kneeling next to Jeremy, she looked deeply into his eyes and he realized that they were the most beautiful emerald shade of green. They were also filled with an expression that only later would Jeremy learn is called lust. This gorgeous, small, elfin like woman moved a leg across Jeremy's waist and straddled him. Reaching behind her with a small hand, she grasped his thick penis and maneuvered herself and him until his tip once again touched the now slightly distended ring of her anus. Abruptly spitting into her other hand, she reached back and wiped her saliva onto the head of his penis. Once again, Jeremy felt the head of his penis pushing against the hot oval of her tightly muscled anus. Only this time, though he knew exactly what was happening, he lay still. Slowly, the pressure increased until suddenly he felt the head smoothly slide inside and heard a deep-throated 'aaaaahhhhhh' from her. Dazed, Jeremy's eyes never left her face and those large beautiful green eyes, gone wide with shock or anticipation, he didn't know which. The now familiar warmth once again engulfed him and the tight elastic grip of her opening grasped his shaft once more. Even as his eyes glazed with pleasure, Jeremy saw her head drop down and her long black hair fall forward, partially covering her small but firm breasts. Her flat stomach rippled as she shuddered, whether in pain or pleasure he was still too much a novice at this to tell. 'Ooohh Jeremy, your cock feels sooooo good in my ass.' She gasped and he swelled with excitement over her words. 'Now Jeremy darling, pay close attention.' Suddenly, Jeremy felt a push around his shaft, which seemed to open up her back passage as she dropped down and he felt himself slide another half inch into her warmth. Next, he felt a tug on his shaft that felt like something was trying to tug it deeper inside, while at the same time gripping him in a vise like hug. Again the push, then the tug and hug, Jeremy felt his penis slide deeper into the gripping, warm wetness. It was like being gripped by a hot velvet glove and Jeremy heard his moan match hers as she forced her anus down the shaft of his cock, deeper and deeper into her rectum. The sensation was an incredible first for Jeremy, but still he managed to lie still even as he asked in a quivery voice, 'what, I mean how, are you doing that?' As Jeremy looked between the taut muscles on the inside of her straining thighs, he was surprised to see that there were still several inches of his penis shaft that she had yet to impale herself upon. 'Jeremy darling, you really must try to pay closer attention' she admonished, placing a finger to her dimpled chin in thought. Finally, with a 'let's try this' she leaned back and braced herself with her left hand on the middle of his right thigh. With her right hand, she reached back between his legs and under his scrotum until she found the entrance to his tightly puckered anus with her slender index finger. Pushing gently against the virginal entrance she said 'Now push, Jeremy, just like when you are going to the bathroom.' Somewhat embarrassed, Jeremy complied and felt his anus opening and her digit entering to the first knuckle. Jeremy was surprised at just how sensitive the nerves in the muscle of his anus were. It felt good and a little bit full too. Jeremy wondered if it felt the same for her, considering how much thicker his penis was than her finger and also considering how much more deeply he was penetrating her. Reflexively, Jeremy's anus clenched the tip of her finger and he felt himself tighten around her fingertip, while at the same time his penis seemed to swell and expand. Darn, it felt good! 'I think you've got it' she exclaimed delightedly. Jeremy, warmed by her praise, repeated the push and clinch sequence with his newly discovered sphincter muscles and groaned with pleasure as he felt her finger move deeper into his milking rectum. Soon, she had her finger buried to her palm and when she curved it up caressing his prostate, Jeremy temporarily lost control and jerked his hips upward. She yelped as this unexpectedly sheathed the last few inches of Jeremy's cock into her hotly clasping rectum. Quickly she pushed out with her muscles to ease the accommodation, sighing 'My goodness Jeremy, my ass feels so full of your hard cock', as she began to move her hips in a gentle circle, while keeping him fully buried to the hilt. Slowly she raised up, pulling little by little off of his impaling cock, until just the crown rested inside her clinching asshole. To Jeremy, the incredibly tight friction, as well as the sight of her widely stretched anus surrounding his cock was wildly exciting. He stared in awe as part of her rectum distended and pulled out along with his cock, apparently refusing to let go. He gasped with pleasure as she pushed with her sphincter and slowly slid her asshole down to the base of his rigid cock. As soon as she settled, Jeremy felt her finger withdraw almost completely from his rectum, only to be slowly but firmly reinserted. Up again, then slowly down his shaft, finger withdrawn from his now unconsciously clenching rectum, finger reinserted with a flick against his prostate in between, she established a rhythm with a gradually increasing tempo. Jeremy felt his penis swelling and getting harder and in response she began self-lubricating, getting wetter and slicker, her hot interior muscles clenching and pulling, milking without mercy his hard and throbbing erection. As she established her rhythm she hissed, 'Jeremy, play with my pussy, touch my clit.' Jeremy knew that pussy was a euphemism for vagina, but blushed as he stammered 'cu...cuh...clit?' thus admitting his ignorance. 'Why Jeremy darling' she responded, 'shame on me, "clit" is short for clitoris and it's located here', taking his hand she guided it to the juncture at the top of her labia. Jeremy's jaw dropped in astonishment as he noticed "it" for the first time. "Short" was anything but an apt description for her "clit". 'Now Jeremy' she gently chided him, 'it's not polite to stare.' "Holy cow" Jeremy thought "it's almost as big as my pinky finger." She continued as if reading his thoughts, 'I don't know how many clitoris's have been exposed to you Jeremy, but yes, mine is somewhat larger than normal and exceedingly sensitive. When I get excited it extends out from beneath this hood here and becomes quite firm, almost like your cock, Jeremy.' '"Normal" clits' she elaborated, 'all things being relative, are usually pea-sized or smaller and the shaft is almost always hidden under the hood.' 'Now close your mouth Jeremy before "something" flies in' she giggled. J eremy closed his mouth with a snap, but continued to stare. 'How, I mean what, can I do to it, for you I mean, to make you feel good that is?' Jeremy finally managed to get out. 'I am so glad you asked.' She responded with a soft laugh. Taking his hand in hers she took his thumb and forefinger into her mouth, copiously wetting them with her saliva. She then placed the two fingers on either side of the shaft of her clitoris and showed him how to gently stroke up and down its length, gasping softly at his beginner's expertise. 'Like a duck to water.' She murmured, not wanting to interrupt his new found fascination as he gently frigged her clit, with a dreamy "lost in place" look on his face. Consumed with salacious thoughts of "lessons to come", she increased the strength of her clasping rectal and sphincter muscles, which had continued to contract unconsciously during their conversation thus keeping his slightly softened but still firm cock tightly imbedded deep up her tight ass. Jeremy responded to this increased intensity with a low gasp, as his penis swelled and hardened within her buttery soft back passage. He moaned as her hand gently explored underneath his testicles and rediscovered the nether gate to his and her paradise. Together their breathing grew labored as she gently but steadily rose and fell on his tumescence. She feeling the fullness of his cock, nerves tingling, excitement rising with the slick friction; he feeling her hot, velvety wetness clinging to him as her muscles gripped and tugged at the full length of him, their fingers mutually strove to push each other over the edge. 'Shall we try for two, Jeremy?' she whispered as he felt a second finger align with and then cross, as in "King's X", with the first. Suddenly, she slammed all the way down on his cock and at the same time brutally thrust both fingers fully into his anus twisting and turning them as she squirmed in his lap. Jeremy's eyes snapped open and with a sharp intake of breath, he felt himself explode deep inside her ass in his first ever orgasm. With his first spurt, Jeremy's fingers unconsciously clamped down on her clit and suddenly she stiffened, stretched her neck back and joined him in ecstasy, yowling up and into the light. Jeremy felt her pussy and asshole spasm uncontrollably as his cock shot load after load deep into her bowels, emptying his testicles. Their cries aroused the surrounding forest, the mocking birds ceased mocking and angrily flew off over the tree tops' green...with extreme envy. She leaned into his chest as their breathing slowed, gently stroking his neck. Jeremy blushed as he first felt and then heard his penis retract from her still gently clasping warmth with a "shplop". The next intimacy occurred as she softly broke wind and she started to giggle. As Nature's final bequest to Jeremy's dignity; her still distended anus began to leak copious amounts of sperm down her thighs, over his scrotum, finally pooling in the soft moss and rich, deep earth beneath them. As her giggles turned to outright laughter, Jeremy gave up and joined in her mirth. 'Jeremy' she whispered into his ear, snuggling closer as his arms enfolded her petite form, 'remember your promise; turnabout's fair play.' Bewildered, Jeremy stuttered, 'wh...wha...what?' Suddenly it occurred to him, 'Say...I don't even know your name.' 'Why Jeremy' she said, 'I thought you knew. I'm Emmi! And as for the rest...we have all the time in...' Jeremy Ch. 2 For the second time, Jeremy woke somewhat disoriented. Suddenly, recollections of his most recent experiences began to flood his mind and as a result, blood also began to flood and swell his cock. His painfully erect organ was once again trapped somewhat uncomfortably between the soft cheeks of Emmi's ass. All at once, he heard her giggle. "Jeremy, if we don't want to get caught out here at night, we may have to postpone this for a bit." Jeremy's awareness expanded to take in his surroundings and he was surprised to note that the sun was definitely lower down in the treetops than when he had first awoken. The small hollow glen they were lying in was now almost completely covered by shade and the multicolored wildflowers were becoming muted in the dimming light. Jeremy could still hear the babbling of a small brook near where they lay and abruptly realized just how thirsty he was! He slowly untangled himself from Emmi and stood up. As the cooling air caused goosebumps to rise on his arms and his erection began to subside, Jeremy realized that they were both still naked and he could find no evidence of their clothes lying about. He walked over a small hillock towards the sound of the babbling brook and knelt at that tiny stream rushing by at its base. Cupping his hands, he caught and drank deeply of the cold, delicious water. "Oh, Jeremy," Emmi softly sighed, as she silently walked up behind him. "Now you can't return home." "Wha... what?" Jeremy sputtered, as he slowly rose from where he had been kneeling and turned to her. "It's all my fault," Emmi replied. "I should have told you." "Told me what, and what do you mean 'can't return home' and just where the heck are we anyway and where are our clothes?" Jeremy tried to blurt out all at once. "That's a lot to explain all at once," Emmi told him. "We need to find shelter before dark. There are dangerous creatures who hunt this forest at night and perhaps it would be best if I explain while we travel." Emmi turned and started to walk towards an opening between the trees. Jeremy, confused and full of questions, reluctantly hurried to follow her. For the first time, he noticed that there appeared to be a path beginning at this opening in the trees. It was a well-worn path and seemed to lead off through the forest. "Stay close, Jeremy," Emmi called over her shoulder as they entered the dim light of the forest, "and I'll try to answer your questions as we walk." "Right," Jeremy muttered his assent. As if I have any choice, he thought to himself distractedly as he noticed the gentle sway of Emmi's small but beautifully round naked behind, tightly firm, in front of him. Motes of dust floated in the golden shafts of light that managed to penetrate the thick foliage above them as they entered the deepening quiet. "First," Emmi spoke softly, "you are in a different world than the one where you grew up." No kidding, Jeremy thought dryly to himself. As if reading his thoughts, Emmi said, "Now pay attention, Jeremy! This is not always easy for one of your kind to understand." 'One of my kind?' Jeremy wondered as Emmi continued to explain: "There are many worlds that are attached to this one through small openings that we who normally live here call portals. Occasionally, those of us who are able to do so transit those portals in search of kindred spirits in need of our assistance. We are each able to bring one of these kindred spirits back with us to this world, but only when exactly the right circumstances come together. In your case, Jeremy, our bond with each other as well as our proximity to each other at the brink of your death helped to meet most of the requirements. Anyone who transits a portal can take no personal belongings. That is why we have no clothes. Here that is not so important anyway. However, I forgot to warn you that once you consume or ingest any substance of this world, return to your own becomes almost impossible." "Oh, Jeremy... I should have told you!" Emmi suddenly sobbed. "I've let you down by neglecting to tell you these things. You should have been allowed to make your own decision." Jeremy slipped up behind Emmi and gently slid his arm around her waist. He held her close against him as he attempted to comfort her and prevent what now threatened to become a deluge of tears. He rested his chin softly in the silky black hair on top of her head. "So, let me see if I understand you correctly?" Jeremy asked. "Basically, I had a choice of returning to my own world, to my sick, wasted body and promptly dying or of staying here with you in this strong and healthy body? It doesn't seem to be that difficult a choice, Emmi." "But, Jeremy..." Emmi hiccuped through her tears, "it should have been YOUR choice!' Jeremy carefully considered her words and came to a decision. "For what it's worth, Emmi darling, I would have chosen and I now choose, whether the point is moot or not, to stay here with you." As if a light had been turned on, Emmi's eyes brightened and her tears and trembling suddenly stopped. She almost seemed to purr as she turned in his arms and flashed a brilliant smile up at him. "Oh, you can't possibly know how happy it makes me to hear you say that, Jeremy! And it will certainly save me a bit of explaining when we reach the High Council." She put a finger to his lips to forestall the raised eyebrows and questioning look that had come into his eyes at this newest bit of mystery. "Later," she whispered. Jeremy suddenly became uncomfortably aware of Emmi's nipples hardening into his stomach and felt his own response begin. The girl raised herself up on her tiptoes and, pulling his head down, met her lips to his. Jeremy felt her tongue probe gently between his lips and pulled her deeper into his embrace as he responded by licking the invading tip of her tongue. As quick as it began, Emmi pulled away and repeated, "Later. We're almost there and we'll have the rest of the night once we are safe." Jeremy noticed that the light was indeed failing swiftly now and he could hear disturbing noises coming from off in the distant underbrush away from their path. He pushed both his questions and his increasingly painful tumescence aside for the moment as they hurried on. After a short while, the pair came to a small clearing with a modest but very neat thatch roofed cottage standing alone in the middle of a well-cropped meadow. Smoke rose from a stone chimney and light shone through curtains pulled tight across the windows. Jeremy suddenly noticed the delicious aroma of cooking food waft across his senses and jumped as his stomach growled in response. He realized he was even hungrier than he was horny, well...almost. As Emmi grabbed his hand and pulled him across the worn flagstones leading to a well-polished wooden door at the front of the cottage, Jeremy abruptly realized that they were both still naked. Digging in his heels, he pulled them both to a stop, finally managing to stutter the obvious, "Emmi, we... we aren't wearing any clothes." "Jeremy, I know these matters are important in your world, but here things are... well, 'just different'." Emmi laughed. "Anyway, if it truly bothers you, I am sure that the forester who lives here will be able to find you something to wear." Emmi quickly added with a grin as Jeremy blushed. In response to their knock the door swung open and Jeremy's jaw dropped in surprise at the person who greeted them with a cheerful, "Come in, come in. It's late and you shouldn't be out in the night! It's so good to see you again Emmi. Who's this handsome lad escorting you?" "Good evening and well met, Matty." Emmi responded. "This is Jeremy. Jeremy, this is Madeline or Matty as she prefers to go by." Jeremy stood as if petrified, mouth open, gazing at the woman in front of them. She wasn't especially beautiful, although not unattractive either. The word 'handsome' came to mind, but her height! My god, Jeremy thought, she must be almost seven feet tall. She was also quite slender, with very long shapely legs and wide muscular shoulders. She carried herself with an easy grace and smiled as Emmi nudged him sharply in the ribs and whispered, "Jeremy, close your mouth and mind your manners!" Emmi turned to Matty and shrugged apologetically, "Jeremy's very new to our world and not quite used to things yet." Jeremy closed his mouth with a snap and extended his hand. "Very nice to meet you... erh... ah... Madeline." "Sorry if I was rude," he finished, lamely, still feeling a little overwhelmed by her height. "It's quite alright, Jeremy. Call me Matty, please." Ignoring his hand, she swept him into a warm embrace. Jeremy was surprised at her strength and blushed as he felt his forehead first separate and then lodge securely between her obviously unfettered firm breasts underneath her hunter's blouse. Jeremy fiercely willed himself not to respond but failed miserably as she held him back at arms length and looked him up and down. As her eyes seemed to come to rest and focus on his crotch, he was deeply chagrined to feel his uncontrolled response to her frank gaze. Emmi giggled as his cock rose up. He blushed deeply as Matty laughed and turned to Emmi with a wink saying, "My, what an accommodating gentleman you seem to have found, Emmi. Is he always this eager to make such a good first impression?" "Well, he certainly made a lasting first impression on me," Emmi gasped as she bent over, holding her stomach in undisguised mirth. "In fact, I may not be able to sit comfortably for a week." So much for 'just different', thought Jeremy as his blush deepened and he silently resolved to acquire clothing, at least pants, at the earliest opportunity. Noting his embarrassment, Matty walked over to a tall armoire in the corner and pulled out a pair of soft deerskin pants, similar to what she herself wore. She handed the pants to Jeremy, who grabbed and hastily pulled them on, only tripping and falling once, to the renewed amusement of the girls. He assumed that they must be a pair of Matty's spares as they fit comfortably but were far too long for his legs and he was forced to roll up the cuffs several times. Events then improved considerably, at least in Jeremy's mind, as the three sat down together at the end of a long oak table near a blazing hearth and shared a companionable meal of stew, freshly baked bread with churned butter and cheese. Jeremy sat quietly content with his meal while Emmi and Matty chatted softly catching up on events in each other's lives. Matty regularly topped up their mugs with frothy ale from a tall earthen pitcher. Jeremy was not used to alcohol and was soon struggling to stay awake. Noticing this, Matty pointed to one of a pair of beds sitting off to the side of the cottage. The beds were separated into two sleeping alcoves by a heavy ceiling to floor curtain and Jeremy reluctantly realized he and Emmi would have little privacy tonight. Emmi gave him a sisterly kiss on the cheek, as if to confirm his fears, and told him she wanted to talk with Matty a bit longer and would join him later. Jeremy was proud that he was both able to hide his disappointment and that he barely blushed at Emmi's casual acknowledgement that she would be sharing his bed. He quickly fell asleep. Sometime during the night, Jeremy woke up with an urgently full bladder and an armful of naked Emmi coiled tightly against him. As he attempted to extricate himself, Emmi also woke up and asked him what troubled him. As he started to explain, she sleepily reached over the side of the bed and handed him an empty chamber pot. Jeremy stood off to the side of the bed and in the dim light of the dampened hearth and tried to pee as quietly as possible. His obvious efforts to keep quiet brought a snort of amusement from Emmy. When he finally finished, Emmi indicated he should hand her the now sloshing vessel. She took it from him, set it on the floor at her side of the bed and proceeded to squat over it. Jeremy was more than a little shocked as tiny Emmi suddenly let loose a noisome torrent that gurgled loudly as the pot began to rapidly fill. Jeremy was even more shocked at his reaction to watching Emmi's lithesome form squatting and peeing. His cock grew instantly hard and he quickly jumped into bed to hide his embarrassment. He pretended to fall instantly asleep. As he began to drift off for real, he wondered at what seemed to be a sigh of disappointment from Emmi as she crawled back into bed and snuggled up against his back. A short time later, Jeremy woke again and wondered why? He discovered himself alone in the bed and could hear noises coming from the other side of the curtain. It sounded like someone in pain and Jeremy was suddenly completely awake. The gasps and moans began to increase in volume and intensity and overcome with concern, Jeremy rose and stepped to the edge of the curtain. Peering around it, he bit back a gasp of surprise. Matty was lying on her back with her legs spread wide and her ankles up by her ears. In the crook of one elbow she held a pillow into which she was burying her face, very ineffectually attempting to stifle her gasps and moans. As his vision gradually improved in the dim hearth-lit room, he saw Emmi crouched down on her knees and elbows at the juncture between Matty's wide spread thighs. Emmi's long black hair partially obscured her face but then Jeremy saw her long cat-like tongue licking gently at Matty's clit. One of Emmi's arms seemed to be moving and Jeremy gasped out loud this time as he realized Emmi had her hand almost completely inside Matty's cunt! Mesmerized, he watched as with a loud slurping sound the hand slowly slid completely in up to Emmi's wrist. Jeremy watched the muscles in her forearm tense and guessed she was making a fist of the hand inside Matty. Matty suddenly moaned loudly and Jeremy's glance flickered up to her lust filled face half buried in the pillow and then back down where, as he watched in amazement, Emmi slowly pushed further into Matty's very wet and widely stretched pussy. Matty was alternating between panting and moaning as Emmi's arm slid slowly into her up to the elbow. "Fuck me, Emmi... fuck me deep!" Matty groaned her encouragement. Licking all around Matty's clit, Emmi began to slowly pull her arm out of the tall woman, gently twisting and rotating her arm as she withdrew. There was a moment of slight resistance as Emmi's wrist passed Matty's opening and she attempted to pull the rest of her hand free. Jeremy could see that Matty's inner lips were clinging wetly to the back of Emmi's hand, which was indeed clenched into a fist. With an audible pop, Emmi's fist pulled free and Matty emitted a low mewling squeal. Jeremy was stunned at the wide opening that now showed between Matty's legs. Her pussy first gaped open and then it partially closed and then it opened again, like the mouth of a fish out of water. Jeremy could see deep inside Matty and her pussy gleamed wetly pink in the flickering light. Emmi encircled Matty's clit with her lips and placed her fist, glistening with moisture, back against the opening to her greedily sucking pussy. At first, Jeremy thought Emmi's fist could not possibly fit back into Matty as her entire cunt tried to fold itself over Emmi's hand. Suddenly Matty let out a gasp and then a low drawn-out sigh, as Emmi's fist seemed to magically disappear inside her. Emmi, smoothly rotating her forearm, slowly slid further up into Matty. "Make me cum, Emmi. Make me cum!" Matty chanted through teeth clenching her pillow. "Aaaahh... fuck me harder, fuck me deeper," she moaned. Emmi was now aggressively sucking on Matty's clit as her arm withdrew to the wrist and then slowly pushed back in once again. Jeremy, without realizing it, groaned loudly at the salacious scene in front of him as his hard cock throbbed painfully in his now too tight pants. Emmi took her mouth off of Matty's clit and glanced back over her shoulder at the sound of Jeremy's groan. Matty unclenched her teeth from her pillow and looked up into Jeremy's eyes. Simultaneously, both women spoke: "Jeremy, get out of those pants before you hurt yourself," Emmi warned. "Jeremy, join us won't you?" Matty chuckled. The young man gazed at the two women in front of him and the sensual, lusty tableau they presented. Petite Emmi, tousled and sweaty, braced on both knees and one elbow, still had most of her other forearm deep inside Matty, while her smiling face shone with saliva and smeared juices from Matty's pussy. Tall and slender Matty, with her ankles still resting up by her ears, her long slender legs spread and her stretched and widely distended cunt clasping tightly around the wet and glistening arm buried within her, was also tousled. Her short blonde hair formed a halo around her wide grin, while sweat beaded her upper lip and the cleft between her firm breasts sitting proudly atop her chest. Awareness blossomed; Jeremy felt the lust and realization grow. All at once he knew in his heart... he was no longer in Kansas. This was a whole new... To Be Continued... Jeremy Ch. 3 "Jeremy, join us please" Matty invited, for the second time. Still not sure of himself, Jeremy stuttered, "Wha...what sh...should I do?" Emmi smiled up at him encouragingly and suggested, "Why don't you get those pants off before you damage that beautiful cock and then perhaps you could make use of one of my openings while I pleasure Matty." Emmi, still braced on one elbow and her knees between Matty's thighs, wiggled her tight little fanny as if to emphasize the point. Matty, lying on her back with her ankles to either side of her head, gave Jeremy an enticing grin and silently pointed to the empty space behind Emmi. Jeremy's cock grew even harder as he noticed Emmi's small petal-like pussy lips and puckered anus alternately wink at him in moist invitation. Unselfconsciously, Emmi slid her forearm a little deeper into the widely stretched pussy that wetly clasped it. This elicited a welcome groan from Matty, the sound of which broke the spell Jeremy seemed to have been under. Quickly pulling his pants off, Jeremy knelt down behind Emmi and aimed the head of his cock towards the tiny opening of her cunt. Emmi gave murmurs of encouragement as her lips returned to Matty's distended clit. She moved her knees a little wider apart to give Jeremy easier access to whichever opening he decided to choose. Jeremy as yet, had still never been inside of a woman's pussy and he shuffled closer, almost dizzy with anticipation. Gently he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down Emmi's tiny slit, preparing himself and her for this long awaited moment. He was amazed at how wet and hot her pussy felt against him. Jeremy managed to work the head of his painfully turgid member into Emmy's clasping pussy, sighing at the sensation. Emmi moaned and worked the outer muscles of her cunt, gently pulling Jeremy inside her. Her incredible heat and the feeling of liquid velvet surrounding and enveloping the shaft of Jeremy's cock almost overwhelmed him. Gently he pushed forward, slowly burying his cock fully in Emmi's slick, moist depths. Jeremy had thought fucking Emmi's ass had been incredible, but the feeling of her warm, tight pussy wetly clasping his cock almost defied description. As Jeremy began to pull out, he felt Emmi's inner muscles stroke and pull on him, attempting to defy his withdrawal. The buttery friction caused Jeremy to gasp and he pushed back in more firmly, causing Emmi to give a long sigh as he slid deep. Jeremy felt Emmi's juices leak past the sides of his cock, coating his balls with her glistening wet fluids. Emmi had resumed thrusting her fist and forearm back into Matty whose moans of pleasure were increasing in intensity as they mingled with Jeremy's gasps and Emmi's sighs of satisfaction. Looking over Emmi's shoulder, Jeremy could see Matty's stretched inner cunt lips moistly gripping Emmi's arm when she pulled out and then disappearing as she pushed back in, with a soft, wet sucking sound. "Jeremy," Emmi whispered, "put your finger in my ass." At her words, a thrilled raced through Jeremy and he brought his forefinger to his mouth to moisten it. Emmi mewled with pleasure as Jeremy brought his finger down to her tightly clenched sphincter and gently pushed against the resistance until it gave way. He pushed past her opening, sliding his finger deep into her hotly clutching asshole and stroked the top surface of his own cock through the thin membrane separating them. Overcome with the feeling, Jeremy began plunging both finger and cock more quickly into Emmi's clasping passages and she responded by pushing back against him and moving her hips in a tight circle. Emmi, growling with delight as she felt her first orgasm hit her, began to rotate her arm that was now a slick piston moving in and out of Matty. Matty's squeals joined Emmi as she too began to come. Soon Emmi was moaning in the throes of her second orgasm and as it crested her pussy tightened even further, gripping and milking Jeremy's thrusting cock. He suddenly felt his balls tighten and with a roar he thrust deeply into Emmi as his cock expanded and twitched in rhythm to the come shooting out of him. Spurt after spurt after spurt, Jeremy felt as if the top of his head might be coming off. He weakly fell forward onto Emmi's back as he finished. Emmi continued to gently suck on Matty's clit as she slowly withdrew her arm. Matty shuddered, her flat tummy and the inner muscles of her thighs quivering, as she came a second time. Her cunt reluctantly released Emmi's fist with a very wet 'shlllurrrrp'. Sweaty and quivering from the aftershocks of her second orgasm, Matty slowly lowered her legs. Jeremy's cock began to soften and dropped out of Emmi's pussy with a plop as he knelt back on his heels. Emmi moaned and rolled onto her back, resting her head against a smooth thigh of one of Matty's exceptionally long and beautiful legs. Jeremy stared, fascinated at Matty's still wide open and distended cunt. As if in a dream, he leaned forward and gently stroked the soft outer lips of her pussy. Matty shivered with pleasure. Jeremy noticed for the first time that Matty's pubis was almost entirely bare, except for a very small almost invisible wisp of pale blonde hair matching the hair on her head. Reaching down, Matty pulled Emmi up over her body turning her around to straddle her face. She began drinking Jeremy's sperm as it flowed in sticky strings out of a blissfully crouching Emmi. "Waste not, want not" Matty mumbled. Emmi quivered over the licking tongue as it began to probe inside her. Leaning forward, Emmi clasped Jeremy by the hips and pulled him closer until he was between Matty's thighs and she was able to take his cock, glistening with their combined juices, into her mouth. As Emmi gently laved him clean with her tongue, Jeremy felt his cock begin to swell until it reached the back of her throat. Emmi swallowed the head of his cock and began to suck on him in earnest. This was his very first blowjob and it was just as wonderful as he had ever hoped it would be. Jeremy felt her throat muscles clasping him tightly as her tongue and lips caressed the shaft of his cock. 'So this is what I gave up heaven for', Jeremy thought to himself. Well heck, THIS is a little bit of heaven he abruptly realized. Finished sucking Jeremy's copious flow from Emmi's pinkly flushed pussy, Matty was redirecting her efforts to suck on Emmi's clit. It was fully three inches long, thick as a finger and jutted stiffly out from under her prepuce. Emmi moaned in response around Jeremy's cock and he felt this new sensation all the way to the tips of his toes. "Oh Emmi," Matty sighed, "I'd all but forgotten what a truly lovely clit you have." "But I haven't forgotten everything about you darling." Matty added, "...particularly how much you enjoy a well placed finger." Matty lifted her hand up to probe the opening to Emmi's ass with a long forefinger. She eased the tip past the outer rounded ridge of muscle and smoothly slid the remaining length of finger in up to the hilt. Emmi groaned her approval and settled back onto the impaling finger as it began to twist inside her, stretching her asshole. Soon, a second finger joined the first, both of them thrusting into and caressing the sensitive tissues deep inside of Emmi. Emmi began to pant with pleasure. She passed this pleasure on to Jeremy as her surrounding mouth wetly travelled up and down the length of his cock. "So this is where Jeremy made his first impression on you." Matty chuckled, momentarily taking her mouth away from Emmi's engorged clit. "I hope it was a deep and lasting one." She added. Emmi started to giggle and suddenly she was choking as she pulled her mouth off Jeremy's cock, gasping for breath. When she had somewhat recovered, Emmi peered down at Matty in mock admonition. "Matty," she reproved, "you know better than to make jokes in front of a lady who has a cock buried down her throat!" "And as a matter of fact...if you must know," Emmi giggled, "it was a perfectly lovely experience." "You really should try it yourself, Matty dear." Emmi suggested. Adding, "I seem to remember just how much you enjoy a good ass reaming." Apparently forgotten during their brief banter, both women burst out laughing as they now noticed the look of abject woe on Jeremy's face as he sadly contemplated his twitching cock, abandoned and chilled as its coating of Emmi's saliva evaporated in the cool night air. Once their laughter had subsided, Matty thoughtfully considered Emmi's suggestion and replied, "You know darling, you're absolutely right. I wonder if Jeremy would be willing to provide me with such a deep and lasting impression of him?" "Something to always remember him fondly by, perhaps." Matty mused. Emmi started to giggle again as a look of confusion replaced its predecessor on Jeremy's face. "Jeremy..." Emmi explained, "Matty is trying to ask you as politely as possible, if you would do her the courtesy of fucking her in the ass." Emmi added, "I think it would be a wonderful way to show Matty our gratitude for her hospitality. Don't you agree, Jeremy?" "Why I suppose it would at that." Jeremy agreed, his enthusiasm quickly returning. "I think I can promise it will be a much more comfortable fit for both of us than my pussy would be, at the moment." Matty assured him, as she pulled her knees up to rest on either side of her breasts, exposing her still distended pussy and tightly puckered anus to his view. Jeremy had remained kneeling between Matty's thighs after Emmi had pulled her mouth off his cock during their brief conversation. It only took him a moment to cover the head of his cock and Matty's asshole with saliva, as Emmi had taught him. Reaching behind her, Emmi grabbed a thick pillow and handed it to Jeremy, indicating he should place it under Matty's ass and lower back. Jeremy shuffled forward on his knees and pushed the tip of his cock down to make contact with Matty's asshole. Her small aperture was rhythmically clenching and unclenching in anticipation. Jeremy gently pushed forward, but at first could not penetrate the tiny opening. Matty helped by pushing out with her sphincter and suddenly she opened just enough to allow the knob of Jeremy's cock to slide inside her ass. At Matty's sharp intake of breath, Jeremy glanced up with concern. The look of lust on Matty's face was unmistakable and her eyes were glazed and unfocused. Jeremy paused to savor the exciting feel of her ass tightly encircling the bulbous end of his tingling shaft. "Come on Jeremy," Emmi encouraged, "made a good impression on her." Unexpectedly, Emmi gasped and a shudder of pleasure went through her as Matty wrapped her lips around Emmi's elongated clitoris and began to suck her. Pulling out the two fingers that had been slowly plundering Emmi's asshole, Matty added a third finger and slowly worked them back up into the small woman's now widely distended anal ring. Emmi, groaned loudly with a mix of pain and pleasure. Matty herself soon let out a similar groan as Jeremy added more saliva to the shaft of his cock and renewed his assault on her resisting hole. Ever so slowly, Jeremy pushed into Matty's tight nether passage, reveling in the hot, wet friction it provided his cock. Jeremy gritted his teeth and gave a final shove, burying his cock sword to the hilt in her ass. A muffled cry came from Matty's mouth, which was still firmly wrapped over Emmi's clit. Jeremy glanced down at the tiny oval mouth of Matty's asshole stretched widely around his cock's swelling circumference. He saw Matty's fists tightly clenching the bed sheets next to her straining thighs. Flexing the muscles deep beneath the base of his cock, Jeremy felt his cock expand and the knob itself pulsing far up Matty's ass. Matty had never felt so full back there before and could feel every vein and ridge of Jeremy's cock as it distended her softly clasping rectum. Matty began to work her own internal muscles and Jeremy gasped as she increased the grip of her velvety vise, slowly milking him inside herself. Jeremy reached up and gently squeezed Matty's erect nipples causing another series of violent contractions of her asshole on his cock. As Jeremy began to slowly withdraw, Matty reached down with her free hand and began to fondle her own clit. Her breathing grew heavier, beginning to match Emmi's labored gasps. Emmi was grinding her pussy onto Matty's mouth as she felt her climax arrive. The sensitive, widely stretched ring of her asshole and the maddening scratch of Matty's fingers on the tender lining deep inside her ass intensified her orgasm. The musical wail of Emmi coming affected Matty deeply and she shuddered into her own climax as her fingers strummed their cadence on her clit. Jeremy replaced his hands with his mouth on Matty's breasts. He braced himself on his hands to either side of Matty as he leaned forward to gently suck and lick at her hard nipples. Matty soared to new heights as she felt Jeremy gently tease one of her nipples between his teeth. Slowly, Jeremy thrust his cock back into her moistly clasping asshole. He withdrew until just the tip of his cock remained inside and then plunged back till he was fully sheathed within her once again. Matty thrust her hips to meet Jeremy's every penetration, feeling another climax on its way in response to his hot thickness spearing far up into the depths of her ass. Jeremy began to plunge into Matty faster, rotating his hips as he pulled out and corkscrewing down as he impaled her. Matty gave herself over fully to the heat and stretching friction of Jeremy's cock as it distended both her ass ring and the walls of her asshole. She could feel Jeremy's heartbeat through the knob of his cock as it pulsed somewhere past here and there, deep inside of her. Emmi was coming again and Matty distantly heard her frantic wails as she felt another climax of her own hit. Tensing as she came, Matty unconsciously clamped down on Jeremy's cock with the ring of muscle where he plugged her opening. Trembling with pleasure, she felt his cock expanding, filling her completely and then he was coming. She felt jet after hot wet jet splash inside her, filling her and seeming to scald the tender, hypersensitive walls lining her bowels. The three of them eventually collapsed in a jumble of arms and legs and fell into an exhausted slumber with Jeremy, a gentleman to the end, in the middle directly over the wet spot caused by Matty's leaky anus. Somewhere in the distance a cock began to crow. It was late in the morning before they arose and each performed their own ritual of daily ablutions. They sat down even later to break their fast. Emmi was growing impatient for them to be on their way and Jeremy casually inquired why they were in such a hurry. At this, Emmi almost lost her patience, along with her temper. "Because Jeremy, we have a fair distance yet to travel before we reach the next available lodgings and we most certainly can not be caught out at night in this part of the world. It just wouldn't be prudent, not to mention quite risky. You really have to start paying more attention Jeremy, I told you all this yesterday!" Emmi somewhat unfairly chastised him. This answer only raised more questions in Jeremy's mind, but he realized with an intuitive flash of wisdom beyond his years that this might not be the best time to ask them. So he sat somewhat subdued as he finished eating. Matty broke the ensuing silence by reaching over and patting Jeremy on the back of his hand. "Thank you for last night, Jeremy." She said. "You certainly left me with a wonderful impression and I shall always think of you fondly." Matty grinned as she said this, wincing ever so slightly as she shifted on her seat. Jeremy found himself grinning back at her as the pleasant memories of last night swept away Emmi's earlier harsh words. Emmi also seemed restored to her usual cheerful self and giggled as she too recalled the events of the previous evening. With breakfast finished, the dishes washed and put away, Jeremy and Emmi both thanked Matty effusively for her gracious hospitality as they prepared to depart. Matty handed Jeremy a small knapsack and told him it contained a small bite to eat as well as several other items that might prove useful. She also went to the same armoire from which she had previously kept the pants Jeremy was now wearing and pulled out a soft linen shirt and a pair of doe skin moccasins. She offered these to Jeremy as well and to his surprise they fit perfectly. From somewhere, Emmi had obtained a collared smock with side vents that reached to mid-thigh on her and a wide leather belt, which she had secured around her waist. Emmi chose to go barefoot. Jeremy laughed as he suddenly realized that her 'dress' was actually one of Matty's oversized shirts. He thought to himself how much Emmi resembled one of the fairies or pixies that had been illustrated in his favorite childhood books. With her long black hair and bright emerald green eyes, she really was stunningly beautiful. Jeremy's heart lurched as it suddenly occurred to him that someday she might leave him. As if reading his mind, Emmi said, "Well come on partner, we're burning daylight and you're stuck with me whether you like it or not." Reassured, Jeremy gave Matty a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. Shouldering his knapsack, Jeremy waited patiently as Emmi and Matty said a slightly lengthier goodbye. Jeremy was almost positive he saw some tongue swapping, but said nothing. Finally, they were out the door and on the flagstones leading to the path across the meadow. As they turned to wave a final farewell, Matty called out... "Oh I almost forgot...be very careful with the trolls who guard the Riverdale Bridge. Sometimes, depending on the mood they're in, safe passage across the bridge can be quite expensive. Try and deal with Holgar if you can...he's the easier of the two." 'Trolls?' Jeremy wondered. What in the... To Be Continued... Jeremy Ch. 4 "Trolls?" Jeremy wondered out loud, directing an inquisitive glance towards Emmi. "Well Jeremy," she responded, "I keep telling tell you that this world is different. However, I don't think we have to worry too much, as long as we don't take too long getting to the bridge." Emmi didn't elaborate further on this remark, leaving Jeremy to wonder about what exactly she meant. Soon they had come to the edge of the meadow path which was almost opposite from where they had entered the meadow on their way to Matty's cabin the previous evening. Jeremy noticed a barn in a clearing that had previously been hidden by the tree line. It was a small structure built of stone and had a thatch roof. As they drew nearer, Jeremy could see that it had a number of stalls with shutters open to the outside. Several horses were poking their noses out, sniffing the morning air with curiosity as they approached. One of the horses whickered a greeting and Emmi suddenly burst out laughting. "Hoy, Harold!" she called, "I've missed you too!" Turning to Jeremy, Emmi said, "Last night after you went to bed, Matty offered us the temporary use of a couple of her horses to take us as far the bridge to Riverdale. Fortunately, from the bridge into town is no great distance and we should be able to easily walk the rest of the way well before sundown." "Bu…but Emmi," Jeremy stuttered, "While I've read a great deal about horses, I've never actually ridden one before." "Oh dear," she sighed. "That does present a bit of a problem." Seeing Jeremy's downcast look, Emmi tried to cheer him up by telling him Matty's horses were rather special animals and that it would take very little effort on his part to learn to ride one of them. Furthermore she explained these horses were so intelligent and considerate that they sometimes seemed almost human. Indeed, it would take more than a little effort on his part to fall off. "This'll be easy, Jeremy." Emmi smiled at him, "I promise!" Jeremy's mood brightened at Emmi's remarks as they passed through a large door into the barn's dim interior. Walking up to the third stall on the right, Emmi opened the latch of the gate and walked into the stall. She threw her arms around the neck of the horse named Harold, who had turned to greet her with a soft snort. Jeremy almost immediately noticed that Harold was an extremely large horse who had a light gray-colored coat with a matching charcoal-colored mane and tail. A little uncomfortably, Jeremy realized that the top of his head barely cleared the stallion's shoulders. It was also evident that Harold was a rather well endowed stallion as Jeremy found his eyes drawn to an enormous horse cock slowly sliding out of its sheath, seemingly in response to Emmi's enthusiastic greeting. It was huge! Easily as thick as Jeremy's forearm and definitely over two feet long, Jeremy suddenly glanced up as Harold neighed out a challenge. Meeting Harold's baleful glare, Jeremy felt an intuition that perhaps things might not go as smoothly as Emmi had promised. "Hey now! Easy…easy…" Emmi soothed the jealous stallion. "This is Jeremy and he is my very, very dear friend. Besides, she added, You know darn well Matty would be pretty sore if I let you have your way with me and come to think of it, I'd be pretty darn sore too, but for an entirely different reason." Emmi eyed Harold's enormous, still dangling cock with apprehensive speculation. Jeremy's eyes almost fell out of his head and his mouth gaped open as he intuited Emmi's remarks. "You mean…" He finally managed to gasp, "That Matty and Harold are…are lovers?" "Well, Jeremy" Emmi replied, "Matty does live in a rather isolated area and as I've told you before things here are different. For example, while Matty is more than willing to share herself with other people, she is quite possessive of her horses and can become extremely jealous. Anyway, surely you remember last night and shouldn't have too many doubts about whether or not Matty could handle Harold. So, are you truly concerned about Matty or are you just being judgmental?" "Neither, I guess…" the still dazed Jeremy finally managed to mumble. "Just surprised, I think." Emmi finally completed the introductions and explained that Harold's large size was the result of his parentage, with Harold being a cross between a Percheron and a Quarter horse. Jeremy began to feel sorry for the Quarter horse until Emmy added that Harold's dam was the Percheron. Meanwhile, Harold seemed to have warmed up towards Jeremy, gently snuffling his outstretched hand. The glare seemed to have left his eyes at any rate, Jeremy noted with relief. Emmi went on to patiently explain to Harold about Jeremy's inexperience with horses and to Jeremy's further surprise, asked Harold to pick out a suitable mount for him. The stallion nudged the stall gate wider and walked out and down between the other stalls until he came to one that held a beautiful chestnut mare. "Oh!" Emmi exclaimed delightedly, clapping her hands, "Maude is the perfect choice! Why ever didn't I think of her myself? Jeremy, you'll love Maude. She's very gentle and always a perfect lady." Maude turned an eye on Harolds slowly receding cock as it withdrew back into its sheath and nickered as if to contradict Emmi's last statement. Emmi giggled as she opened Maude's stall and turning walked towards the barn door, grabbing a couple of horse blankets that hung over a railing as she passed. Both horses followed her tamely out of the door as she called out over her shoulder, "Come on Jeremy, let's be off." "On…off, whatever." Jeremy mumbled to himself as he hurried after her out into the bright sunlight. Shielding his eyes against the sudden glare, it was a few moments until his vision readjusted after the dimness of the barn's interior. Emmi had laid blankets across both of the horses' backs as she waited for Jeremy. "Where are their bridles and what about saddles?" Jeremy asked. "They won't tolerate saddles and they don't need bridles, Jeremy" Emmi replied. "I told you these were very special animals, didn't I?" "Well, yeh…" Jeremy answered, "but I think, considering my lack of experience, that I'm going to need a little instruction and maybe even a little practice before I'll feel safe riding one of these critters." At the word 'critters', Harold snorted and turned a menacing eye on Jeremy, who quickly muttered an apology. Emmi hid her impatience to be off rather well under the circumstances and after seeing that Jeremy was safely mounted, proceeded to teach him how to use his hands and feet to communicate his wishes to Maude. While Jeremy practiced Emmi held her tongue, but nevertheless kept glancing up at the sky as the sun continued to march toward its zenith. Finally, Jeremy pronounced himself reasonably ready to travel. More time had passed than Emmi had anticipated, but in all honesty Emmi realized that it wasn't really Jeremy's fault and at last, they were finally on their way. Emmi took the lead riding on Harold and Maude followed with Jeremy still shifting somewhat precariously on her back. Their path was wide and clearly marked at the edge of the small clearing and soon they reentered the dim stillness of the forest. As they wended their way through the tall trees, Jeremy heard Emmi softly humming to herself as if in counterpoint to the bird calls trilling out from their homes in the branches around them. Muted rays of sunshine broke through openings in the forest canopy above them and bees added their quiet buzz to the halcyon harmony. Jeremy felt himself becoming drowsy and almost comfortable enough to drift off into sleep…almost. Still, in spite of his relative short amount of sleep the previous evening and the peacefulness of his surroundings, Jeremy was alert enough to recognize a change in Emmi's humming. Urging Maude forward Jeremy glanced over at Emmi as they drew abreast. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw that her shirt-dress was rucked up over the tops of her thighs and she had one of her hands between her legs. Jeremy noticed that the back of her hand rested on Harold's broad back and the horse's gentle up and down movement was aiding Emmi in her self-impalement on her fingers. She was obviously highly aroused and had a very wet pussy if the squishy, slurping noises that were now clearly audible to Jeremy, were any indication. What he had thought was humming was now clearly discernable as a soft and continuous moaning that rose and fell in rhythm to the stallion's gait. Although his bum had long since become numb from the unaccustomed hardness of Maude's back, Jeremy felt his cock stir and rise, inflating with hot blood as his pulse quickened. Jeremy managed to quickly unlace his trousers before any damage was done and his cock burst free of its confinement. Emmi chose that moment to open her heretofore closed eyes and her startled glance at finding him riding close by was replaced by a grin as she looked down on his turgid banner waving proudly in the air. "It's the only way to ride." Emmi softly murmured as she switched the hands with which she was impaling herself. Holding the now free hand tantalizingly close under Jeremy's nostrils she lewdly waved her fingers. Jeremy felt his prick turn to stone as he deeply inhaled the scent of her musky arousal mixed in with the smell of horse sweat. Emmi reached down and oiled his shaft with her viscous cunt juices, causing him to moan with pleasure. Slowly, she began an up and down frigging motion while twisting and squeezing her hand from knob to root. Jeremy groaned his pleasure, crying out in frustration when she occasionally released his cock in order to replenish the copious cunny fluids she was using to jack him off. Looking over, Jeremy saw that Emmi had three fingers plunging into her wetly clasping slit and that her thumb was sliding up and down the shaft of her large and distended clit. As if by unspoken agreement, Harold and Maude broke into a pace-matching trot, increasing the pleasure of their riders. Emmi no longer had to move either of her hands as the horse's gait drove her fingers deeper and faster into her spasmodically clenching quim and Jeremy's cock forced itself through her velvety grip with its own increasing horsepower. On they rode. All too soon Jeremy felt his climax approaching. The tingling numbness of his ass contrasted sharply with the exquisite sensations surrounding his cock, giving an incredible intensity to the experience as he came. White liquid exploded from the tip of his cock wildly spraying out in a credible imitation of a summer shower. Drops of cum flew everywhere. As the outside world began to fade, Jeremy dimly heard Emmi's rising wails of pleasure as she found release in her own gushing orgasm. Abruptly, the horses slowed their pace and both horses and riders, heavily splattered with cum, regained their breath. Emmi reluctantly relinquished her hold on Jeremy's penis. Early in the afternoon, the two disheveled riders emerged from the forest and found the ground gently sloping down and away from them towards a wide river spanned by a single bridge. They reached the main road and began to close the distance to the bridge. Emmi raised her hand to shade her eyes from the sun and peered intently at the structure that appeared to grow in size as they drew near. "Oh dear!" Emmi whispered bringing Harold to a halt. "I was afraid this might happen if we got here much past mid-day." "What?" Jeremy asked with alarm. "What are you afraid of and why does the time of day matter?" "Well," Emmi attempted to explain. "I had hoped we'd arrive during Holgar's watch, which usually lasts until early afternoon. As far as trolls go, Holgar is a pretty decent fellow and not too greedy when it comes to extorting passage fees from travelers. Now however, we will be forced to deal with his wife Helga who incidentally is a thoroughly unpleasant troll. Helga has insatiable appetites, bizarre habits and has even been known to demand an arm or a leg, sometimes both, as the price of crossing the bridge." Jeremy shuddered at this newfound knowledge, never having truly considered the origins of that quaint saying in his own world. Jeremy thought that perhaps there were many things he had never given serious consideration and that his education was truly only just beginning. He suspected that in the days and weeks to come many more surprises lay in wait for him. "Jeremy darling," Emmi interrupted his introspective musings, "please don't take this the wrong way, but it might be best if you kept silent and let me handle these negotiations, woman to woman, so to speak. Many an unwary traveler has let a slip of the tongue cost him more than he bargained for when dealing with Helga." Jeremy simply nodded his head in agreement and they started off again to meet this new challenge. Jeremy felt a strong sense of foreboding, but managed to keep his thoughts to himself. He didn't think it would be a good idea to undermine whatever confidence Emmi felt and besides, she appeared to be lost deep in thought and he didn't want to interrupt her concentration with his own petty and probably unjustified fears. One way or another, the future would take care of itself. All too soon, they reached the end of the path where the footing leading onto the bridge commenced. As they came to a halt, Jeremy was somewhat startled as a huge shadow preceded an impossibly large figure emerging from underneath the bridge. Fortunately, Jeremy was able to keep his seat on Maude who remarkably seemed calm under the circumstances, only quivering a slight bit at the troll's appearance. Harold also seemed to take things in stride, although ears laid flat back against his head and distended nostrils betrayed an unmistakable dislike at the troll's sudden though not unexpected appearance. Emmi, seeming completely unruffled, called out, "Good afternoon, Helga. It's been awhile since we last met." "Emmi, ya tiny tidbit," Helga the troll rumbled in a not unpleasant baritone, "it's been a fair spell indeed since ye last passed this way." "Have ya come to talk of tolls for passage across yon bridge then?" Helga asked, speaking in the oddly stilted and somewhat formal manner that trolls affect when talking to others, when they are so disposed to speak to others at all. She finished this last by placing her hands on her hips and taking a stance that effectively barred passage across the lengthy stone structure spanning the wide river that flowed beneath it. While Emmi paused to frame her response, Jeremy took the opportunity to size up his first ever glimpse of a female troll. Good Lord, she's big Jeremy thought, must be fourteen feet tall, at least. Upon further examination, Jeremy conceded that while she was indeed the tallest creature on two feet that he'd ever seen, she was proportionate and not badly formed, for a troll that is, he dryly added to himself. Indeed, without benefit of clothes Helga was impressive, no doubt. Had she been of more 'normal' size Jeremy reflected, she would have been indisputably stunning. Her round, watermelon sized breasts stood high on her chest, showing no sag whatsoever and her waist narrowed and then flared into solid hips atop well-formed and shapely legs the size of small tree trunks. However, Jeremy noticed that apart from her shapeliness, numerous other features certainly distinguished the fact that Helga was undisputedly non-human. Her thick skin, actually more like an animal's hide, was a light gray color with small white veins running across the surface and strongly resembled granite rock. Her hair was long, almost to her waist and was a rich, deep green, looking suspiciously to Jeremy like some type of moss. Her armpits and the top of her pubic mound were similarly covered with tufts of green. Jeremy thought her face would have been quite comely if not for the odd copper color of her slanted eyes and the two lengthy fangs protruding from her lower jaw, resting atop her upper lip. Jeremy found this combination of features along with her deep, rumbling voice more than a little intimidating. "Well?" Helga growled somewhat impatiently, "Have ya come to cross the bridge then and if so, do ye have somewhat to offer in payment for the crossing of it?" Still apparently unfazed, Emmi finally responded, "I paid enough on my last visit for a return crossing Helga, as you well know." "Hah!" Helga shouted, causing Jeremy to almost lose his seating on Maude. A sly and cunning look came over Helga's face as she eyed Emmi hungrily. "If you're referring to the arrangement made with Holgar, I hardly think a bit of an armjob while ya diddled his bum with yer other arm counts for much with me!" "A deal was made and must be kept!" Emmi firmly insisted. "No deal was made with me and I'll not honor any tomfoolery of Holgar's nor any deal he may have made behind me back." Helga grumbled. "Well then" Emmi sighed, "we seem to have reached an impasse. Have you any thoughts on how we may come to an agreement?" "Oh, indeed I do," Helga replied, with a truly frightful grin. "What? …What do you want?" a somewhat exasperated Emmi finally asked. "How nice of ya to ask." Helga coyly responded. "And since yuv asked so nicely, I'll tell ya that I'm of a mind for a bit of male horse flesh." Jeremy gasped, "You want to eat Harold?" While Emmi tartly replied, "Harold is his own master and not mine to give." Ignoring Emmi, Helga answered Jeremy, "Eat …Who said anything about eating? I've a wee yen for a bit of pleasure with yon stallion and if ya wish to cross my bridge, no less will serve." Bewildered, Jeremy gaped at the troll, entirely missing Emmi's reproving glance at his interruption of the negotiations. Meanwhile, Harold whickered softly to get Emmi's attention and she leaned forward to whisper in the stallion's ear. "You really don't need to do this." Emmi murmured to Harold. And then, "Are you absolutely sure?" in response to some hidden communication with the horse that Jeremy was unable to detect. "Ah then…done and well done!" exclaimed Helga triumphantly. Sighing, Emmi reluctantly dismounted and shaking her head gave Harold an affectionate pat across his withers as he trotted toward the troll, his massive horses' cock slowly unsheathing itself as he went. In lustful anticipation, Helga dropped to her hands and knees. Looking back over her shoulder at the approaching stallion she waggled her shapely behind and encouraged Harold, "Ah now, ya great stud…come and give me all yuv got." As if eager to comply, Harold reared up and mounted the troll throwing his front hooves over her shoulders as he unerringly drove the first half of his lengthy cock deep into Helga's waiting cunt. "Aaaaaaaah…" Helga moaned with pleasure as Harold thrust again, sinking his full length into her. The stallion continued to thrust in and out of the moaning troll as Jeremy stared at the mating pair. Unexpectedly, Jeremy noticed a wicked gleam come into the horse's eyes. Harold suddenly pulled over two and a half feet of fat horse cock out of the kneeling Helga's pussy and neighing loudly, with a perfect aim drove the first six inches of his huge shaft into her totally unprepared anus. Helga went rigid at this unexpected intrusion and let out an ear-shattering shriek that echoed off the surrounding hillsides. "Nay…Nay! Nae there, nae there, take it out, take it oooooooout!" the hapless Helga wailed as she struggled to pull herself off of Harold's impaling cock. Her long hair swept clear a wide swath of the ground in front of her as her head thrashed wildly from side to side in denial of the brutal penetration. Despite her pleas, Harold had her firmly pinioned, preventing Helga's desperate efforts to pull herself off his cock, her hands clawing at the earth as she futilely struggled to escape. Jeremy Ch. 4 Slowly and apparently with some difficulty, Harold relentlessly drove his shaft inch by inch into Helga's tightly resisting anus. Helga squealed loudly in protest at each thrust as she felt him penetrate deeper, ever deeper into her ass. Dignity cast aside, Helga trembled as she knelt helplessly beneath the thrusting stallion, moaning as she endured the seemingly impossible stretching of her plundered anal passage. Due to the length and girth of Harold's mighty cock as well as Helga's unexpected tightness, it took a great deal of time before Harold managed to fully sheath himself inside her. At last however, the deed was done. Almost as if out of compassion, Harold rested a moment allowing the quivering she-troll beneath him a chance to accommodate and get used to the feel of his massive horsehood buried deep within her. Jeremy realized his mouth was agape and closed it with a snap as he continued to stare in amazement at the scene before him. He felt more than a slight twinge of pity for Helga as Harold resumed the ravishment of her asshole with long, in and out, plunging thrusts. Helga's squeals of pain and outrage gradually ceased and were replaced by a quieter groaning. Her head hung low in submission and her hands no longer scrabbled frantically to escape as the stallion forcefully continued to have his way with her. Standing next to Jeremy and Maude, Emmi chuckled and murmured, "It would seem that Helga's gotten a lot more than she bargained for. Jeremy, thinking this a bit of an understatement, didn't reply. Both of them glanced up sharply, momentarily taking their eyes off of Helga's predicament, at the sound of a shout. "Hey there! Here now, what's all this?" a huge, obviously male troll called out as he came rushing up to them. "Hello, Holgar." Emmi calmly greeted the twenty-foot tall husband of Helga. "Allow me to introduce my companion, Jeremy" "Hello Emmi, Jeremy" Holgar replied. "Sound asleep I was, hmmm… when all of a sudden the most awful shriek, hmmm… woke me up sudden like… hmmm, came near to wetting meself, I did." All at once, Holgar finally seemed to take notice of Helga and Harold. "Helga! …What for trolldom's sake are ya doin' to that poor horse, hmmm?" Holgar asked. "Help!" Helga cried out as Harold continued to thrust into her. "Come, hmmm…on out from under there." Holgar demanded. Somewhat belatedly, to Jeremy's thinking, Holgar suddenly appeared to realize that his wife was in the midst of being rather vigorously sodomized by the stallion. "Hmmm now…Helga, what in the sacred bottomless pit, hmmm… are ya doing with a horse dick up yer bum, hmmm?" Holgar asked, gazing in consternation at his wife. "Help!" Helga weakly gasped, as Harold pounded her up the ass "Since Helga seems to be a bit occupied," Emmi offered helpfully, "perhaps I can explain the situation, if you'd like." "Hmmm…yes, that might hmmm, work I suppose, hmmm…" Holgar responded. "Help!" whispered Helga whose asshole was still quite full of horse cock. "Well, it all started…" Emmi began and she proceeded to explain the entire situation from beginning to end, or a least up to the moment. "So…" Emmi concluded, "if Helga had kept to the deal that I made with you the last time I passed thru, you need never have been woke up." "Hmmm…I see." Holgar said looking grim. "A deal is a deal, hmmm…and should be kept, hmmm…especially as my word means a great deal, hmmm… to me. Can't imagine hmmm…what she, hmmm…was thinking of…hmmm." Holgar reflected. "Ya know," Holgar leaned over to Jeremy and Emmi and said in a low voice, "As long as I've hmmm…known Helga, not once, hmmm…not one single time hmmm…has she ever let me near her hmmm…bumhole with this." Holgar gestured vaguely in the direction of his flaccid but nevertheless sizeable eighteen-inch penis. "Help?" squeaked a barely audible Helga, sensing the end was near. And indeed, Harold, with a final mighty lunge that buried his giant prick to the hilt in her bowels, began to ejaculate. Helga felt the stallion's cock grow impossibly even larger as he spurted deep inside her. She felt the heated liquid splash into her as she received a horse sperm enema that she would forever remember. Pulling his mighty hose from Helga's widely stretched sphincter with an audible pop, not unlike the sound of a cork being pulled from a bottle of champagne Harold dismounted his newly conquered troll-mare. Helga immediately rolled onto her side, grasping her sore bottom with both hands. Jeremy could see her hugely distended anus gaping open as horse sperm began to gush out in torrents. It dripped between Helga's clutching fingers to the ground. Helga felt herself unplugged and wide open to the rush of cool air meeting the wetness now able to flow out of her. Holger spoke to Helga, "Well, wife hmmm…have ya finished yer hmmm…tomfoolery with the horsey, hmmm…? Head down, Helga whispered, "Yes dear." "I think hmmm…we need to have a hmmm…private chat, hmmm…" Holgar continued speaking as if he hadn't heard her, "about why hmmm…ya dinna feel obliged hmmm…to honor my dealings with hmmm…others." "Yes dear." Helga softly answered, still staring at the ground, face hidden by her hair. "And furthermore, hmmm…" Holgar continued as he began to walk away with Helga limping quietly behind him. "Now that hmmm…the horsey has opened the hmmm… way, so to speak, hmmm…I dinna think in future, hmmm…ya'll be refusing me yer bum, hmmm…" His voice trailed off as they passed over a small hill, but Jeremy thought he might have heard her muted reply, "Yes dear." A snail-like trail of glistening horse sperm reflecting the afternoon sunlight traced the path they had taken and was the only evidence they had ever been there. Obviously, Jeremy mused their encounter had left Helga a much chastened troll. "Jeremy!" Emmi repeated, finally getting his attention. "I think it's time we thanked the horses and sent them home to Matty. The afternoon is wearing on and it wouldn't hurt to get to Riverdale a little early as we've still a need to find accommodations for the night." So, having said farewell to their mounts, with a special thanks to Harold for paying their bridge toll, they set off. Jeremy hitched his pack a little higher on his shoulders and hand in hand Jeremy and Emmi crossed the river span taking the road to Riverdale. To be continued...