The young girl looks at the cock in front of her.  See had never seen anything as beautiful as this hard cock.  It is unbelievable. 

 

It looks like the most delectable, flesh-colored man-sausage she had ever seen.  The truth is that she never saw a real life, sexually excited cock before.  She saw pictures of it, but never a real one.   She and her friends talked about cocks a lot, but none of them really saw a beautifully engorged cock before.

 

Now it was in front of her.  One powerful man-muscle with the reddish, almost purple colored cock head flowering out of the foreskin like a strange alien object.  It makes her hungry.  It makes her to want to put it in her mouth and brings all sort of joy to it.

 

Why does she feel like this in any case?  This is truly an uncontrollable feeling.  She is too young for this and she only met this man today.  She should just walk away.

 

But, the compulsion to put this beautiful looking cock into her mouth is too strong to resist.  This strong feeling is assisted by the coziness in the room, combined with the hard rain falling on the zinc roof.  This is real and right in front of her.

 

She reaches out with her hand and touches the man muscle.  Her hand locks around it.  She immediately feels it’s alive and throbbing.  By god, it throbs like a very powerful engine.  And it is so hard. 

 

That huge cock sends strong shivers down her spine and straight into her stomach where it disperses like nice acid.  It makes a pleasant feeling to flow through her whole body like a strong drug.

 

She brings her face to the cock.  The strong musky smell makes her even more excited. 

 

She simply can’t contain herself.

 

The young girl opens her mouth wide and then she locks her lips over the smooth and delicious looking cock head.

 

 

 

 

Liora was on the second school holiday of the year.  This is the long holiday that she always enjoys the most.  School is so absolutely boring and she usually only work hard so that she can go into the holiday with an unburdened heart.

 

She only goes to school so that she can have a holiday.  Her father always says that too much of a good thing is not good.  But she never agreed with that.  If she had a choice she would be on holiday her whole life long.

 

But now she and Kenneth, her brother, were here by her aunt and uncle on the farm.  She loves the farm and wants to spend the whole of her life here and not in the city.  She likes the open fields, the long dusty roads and the blues of the mountains.

 

She likes to walk with her bare feet in the dark and fresh smelling soil.  She loves to put plants in there and watch them grow.  This is what life’s all about.

 

 

Now she was on her usual “first bike ride of the vacation” through the country.  She kept a bike here especially for this.   When she was younger, she used her uncle’s bike, but now she has her own bike that she leaves here on the farm.  It’s too dangerous to ride with a bike where they live, so she keeps her bike here for the holidays.

 

Her journey usually takes her through the dark forest.  When she was much younger she was scared of the forest.  But one day she went into it alone and discovered that there is nothing to be afraid of.  The forest is alive and very protective of anyone that enters.  Once you are inside, the darkness disappears in any case.

 

With the bike it takes her about five minutes to ride through it and come out on the other side where the river is.

 

The river is a wide body of water, slowly meandering towards the waiting dam.  It has green lawn all around it and at the moment sheets and sheets of the purest white flowers.  The flowers give the air a soft, very sweet smell that lingers.

 

 

And then she looks down the incline and sees the house and the man.  Was this here before?

 

From this distance she can’t figure out if the man is young or old, but he was looking at her and even waved friendly towards her.  She gets off her bike and starts walking.

 

Then she slips and falls down hard.

 

An unknown darkness instantly wraps around her.

 

 

As the teen girl falls down with her bike on top of her, dark clouds gather in the sky, putting a type of twilight over the area.  It suddenly starts to rain; continuous and hard.  This makes the area muddy and slippery.

 

 

 

 

She was walking as a little girl through the dark forest again.  She knew something happened to her, but she couldn’t remember what it was.  At first she was cold and miserable and then it slowly changed into coziness and warmth.  Like a mother’s touch.

 

 

As the darkness melts away, the first thing she smells is the nice smell of rum tobacco.  The soft smoke immediately fills her soul with the sort of serenity she always wanted in her life.

 

Her eyes open and she sees the warm flames burning in the wood burning oven with the glass door.  She hears the hard rain still falling on the zinc roof making it sound as if someone is continuously throwing stones onto the roof.

 

She sits up with a start.

 

Then she sees the man sitting on a bench on the other side of the kitchen.  He put a blanket around her.

 

“You fell in the mud and must have knocked your head against something.”  He says in a deep voice that she can’t place, but sounds familiar.  She feels good and nothing seems to be bleeding or broken.

 

“Who are you?  I never saw you here before.”  The man asks as he sucks on his pipe.

 

“I’m Liora.”  She says as she gets up and allows the blanket to slip from her.  She walks towards the door.  “Where’s my bike?” 

 

The man points with the pipe towards the bike where it stands on the other side of the kitchen.

 

“It’s still raining very hard and it will go on like this for a while still.  Why don’t you have some soup?”  He says as he points to the bowl of soup that had been covered up with a side plate.

 

Liora does feel hungry and the smell of the soup makes her even hungrier.

 

“Where are you from?”  The man asks as she sits down by the table.

 

“I’m visiting my uncle.  He is Matthew Storey from…”

 

“Ah, Morning Dew.  Yes, I know the Storeys very well.”

 

The soup is very hot and thick.  It has a nice smell and even more pleasant taste.  Thick vegetables with huge chunks of mutton.  It goes down easily and the hunger causes her to gulp it down.  When did she become this hungry?

 

“The school holiday is usually the darker part of the school years as all the sad things happen during the holidays.  Most people only realize that once they are grown up.”  He says as he sucks some more smoke out of his pipe.

 

The world spins around her and she suddenly sees everything as if looking through gossamer.  A feeling also suddenly comes over her.  A feeling over which she has no control.

 

She looks at the man, and sees him as if with new eyes.  She can now clearly see he’s an old man.  What was the confusion before?

 

 

 

 

She kneels before the old man and unzips his pants.  He says nothing and continues smoking his pipe.  Liora can’t understand why she’s doing this, but she can’t stop herself. 

 

She unzips his pants and then she takes his cock out.  It is hard and long.  Do men walk around like this all the time.  Why is his cock already sexually excited, before she even touched it?

 

But the unstoppable urge to put the cock in her mouth is overwhelming.  It looks so beautiful, so strong and so much alive.  She needs this cock, she wants this cock.

 

Her mouth goes straight down to his balls. They are huge, like oranges fresh from the tree.  She sucks the loose skin into her mouth and likes the feel of it there.  Her tongue wriggles over the sensitive balls and she feels a slight shiver goes through the old man. 

 

She must do this for him; he is alone and without anyone, goes through her mind.

 

Her mouth and especially her tongue now moves up the strong and very hard shaft.  She flickers her tongue all over the love-muscle, giving the old man joy all the way as it goes up.

 

She looks sideways up at his face to see if he is enjoying this.  He clearly is, as his eyes are closed now, and he’s put down his pipe from where the sweet smelling smoke is still coming.

 

Working on this hard cock makes the young girl very horny.

 

She puts her hand inside her panty and starts to vigorously masturbate her own pussy.  She has no choice in the matter, she is becoming even hornier.

 

Her tongue moves right up to the top of his cock.  She flickers her tongue on that magical place where the foreskin is attached to the bottom of the cock head.  The old man groans out with pleasure as his hand grabs the back of her head to keep her mouth there.  His hips move powerfully up and down now.

 

And then she feels the smooth cock head going into her mouth.  It feels great and makes her pussy even wetter than what it already is.

 

With shaking hands she quickly unbuttons her blouse and takes her teener boobs out of the bra.

 

 

 

 

She now moves the hard man-muscle between her tender breasts.  It is the first time in her life she does something like this and she likes it.  She saw it somewhere, but she can’t remember where.

 

The old man smiles.  “See, told you, now your breasts are big enough and you can do it.  It’s so nice and firm.”

 

She likes to feel the hard throbbing of his huge cock between her young breasts.  She moves her boobies up and down the sensitive flesh, thereby bringing more and more joy to the old cock.  The old man gently moves his hand through her hair as he keeps her head on his cock.

 

Then she gets up from between the old man’s legs and takes her panties off from right underneath her skirt.  She lifts her skirt up to expose her young teen pussy and then she sits down on his lap.  As she goes down, she manually puts his cock into her slit.  She feels how the power of his cock head slides her pussy lips open to allow itself to go into her opening.  An opening where it belongs.  She sits down, feeling how the huge man sausage goes all the way up into her birth canal, filling her with hot pleasure.

 

Liora likes the electric-like joy that now sizzles through her cunt walls as the big penis slides in and out.  The old man holds tightly onto her hips like a drowning man.  She feels good that she can help him in this way. 

 

Him being all alone.

 

The teen girl starts riding him wildly, with the skill of an old whore.  She moves strongly up and down his cock, as if riding a very wild horse.

 

She likes the feeling the in and out moving cock provides inside her cunt.  It fills her with a pleasant warmness she never felt before in her life.  This is the greatest thing she’s ever done.

 

The old man now holds strongly onto her body as he starts to move his hips strongly up and down against her bucking cunt.  His eyes are closed and a roar-like groan comes from deep inside his throat.

 

The old man and the young teen girls are now fucking like a couple who had been doing this for many years.

The old man holds her tightly as he pushes his hips up high with a powerful motion.  With each upwards motion she feels that sizzling hot piece of man flesh going up all the way into her, making her vagina scream out with pleasure, as it strongly locks and releases his cock.  The love juices are streaming out of her, but she doesn’t care.  All she cares for is the sweet pleasure in her young cunny.  This is all that she wants for the rest of her life.

 

The rains falls hard on the zinc roof, making it sound like an intense fight scene.  Outside the window the world is translucent gray with the rain.  It is almost as if the two of them are alone on a planet far away from everyone else.

 

And still that hard cock goes in and out of her vagina, creating immense pleasure that bubbles through her whole body.  And then she feels it coming.  The orgasm comes like an intense tsunami that can fill the world with its power.  The pleasure explodes in her pussy, like fire works on New Year’s Eve.  It feels as if every molecule in her body is exploding and then the pleasure vibrates all over her with an intensity she never felt before.

 

She screams out as her back bends backwards as far as it can, while she holds tightly onto his neck.

 

And then his cock starts to hump inside her.

 

The humping is strong and close to her young womb.  She feels his seed bursting into her, like from an overflowing pipe.  She feels his hot sperm shooting powerfully over her womb, drenching it in its life-giving powers.

 

The old man just roars out like a young lion as he shoots her full of his sperm.  She likes it and she wants more of it.  The lonely old man holds so tightly onto her it seems he will never let her go.

 

This makes another intense orgasm to explode through her.

 

Then she feels him relaxing.

 

Wow, this was good.

 

She reluctantly gets off the old man’s lap, with his seed still dripping from her pussy.  She quickly puts on her panties and pulls her skirt down.

 

 

“That was good.  When are you coming again?” He asks as he helps her outside with the bike.

 

She just smiles.  The girl knows she will not return this way again.  She liked what happened here, but this is not right.  They shouldn’t be doing this.

Too much of a good thing is not good.

The sun fills her with warmth as she rides up the path towards the dark forest.

 

 

 

 

Inside the very dark secret basements of the old man’s cabin the girl known as Liora lies.  She is naked and so tightly tied with strong rope that she can’t even move a muscle.   A lot of damage will be done to her, while the drug that was in the soup will keep her dreaming of a pleasant world when she was still free and queen of the world.

 

She opens her eyes and for her the dark coldness of her prison disappears and she is filled with the warmth of the sun.

THE END

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