By Bernie
 

Aspen hummed serenely to herself as she walked along the beach.  She wore a blue sundress that stopped in the middle of her thighs.  The wind pressed it against her curves, and made her nipples display prominently against the sheer fabric.  Aspen suddenly felt someone was behind her and turned to see Steve, who was completely naked.  Before Aspen could say anything, Steve pressed her against his body and kissed her hungrily on the lips.  Aspen moaned with arousal, her body melting into his as she gave in to her secret, burning desire.  His hand wandered beneath her dress and he cupped her crotch.  Aspen gasped and saw Steve smile when he found she wasn't wearing any underwear.

Aspen felt Steve's acute fingers on her shoulders pull off the thin straps that held up her dress.  Aspen moaned into Steven's open mouth as they kissed, pushing her tongue past his teeth to brush against his tongue.  Aspen lifted her sundress by the hem and pulled it over her head, discarding it over her shoulder.  Naked, she wrapped her arms around Steven's neck and shivered as he felt one of his hands begin milking her luscious right breast, while another hand she felt stroke her left thigh.

"You're so beautiful Aspen." Steven moaned, continuing to lick Aspen's lips.  "I want you so much."

"Make love to me..." Aspen moaned in reply, raising a creamy leg and wrapping it around Steven's thigh.  She gasped as she felt one of Steven's fingers enter her hot pussy, probing the depths of her womanhood.  Aspen pumped her hips forward, driving the digit deeper and deeper up her belly, grunting as she felt it rub her clit.

"But please be gentle to me Steve..." Aspen moaned.

"Don't worry Aspen, I would never hurt you." Steve replied, his attentions on her pussy easing slightly, just so any feelings of pain disappeared, and only pleasure remained.

"Steven." Aspen moaned in her bed, closing her eyes as her clit throbbed in response to her lustful dream.  "Love me Steven."

Their planned meeting at midnight could not come soon enough.

***

London

"Yes, that's good.  Yeah, he's on the right track too, stay in touch with him yourself though.  Okay, remember the plan.  Be gentle.  Bye."

"Who was that Lara?" Caitlin Fairchild asked as she leaned seductively on the doorframe.  She wore a light blue silk robe that was completely open in the front, covering only her nipples, leaving her deep cleavage and red-haired snatch exposed.  She stared hungrily at Lara, who woke up before her, leaving Caitlin alone in the bedroom.

"Wrong number." Lara replied as she leered at Caitlin covetously.  Lara walked up to Caitlin and gently pulled open the robe, allowing her luscious tits to come into view.  "My, isn't it a little hot to wear that?" Lara smiled, her hands cupping and fondling Caitlin's breasts.

"Come on Lara," Caitlin sighed, "I've been fucking you blind all day and all night.  I may love sex but even I have limits."

"Who says anything about sex?" Lara smiled wickedly, running her thumbs over Caitlin's stiff nipples.  "I just like how these tits of yours bounce when you walk."

Caitlin smirked.  "You've got a pretty nice bounce in your step too, if you know what I mean."

Lara responded by opening her robe and dropping it to the floor, exposing her naked body to Caitlin.  "Then let's both show it off."

"Mmm...okay." Caitlin concurred as she shrugged off her own garment, both stunning women now completely naked.  "At this rate, I'm going to just pounce on you by lunchtime and fuck you on the floor."

"I'm counting on it." Lara purred, her eyes fixated on Caitlin's newly freed bosom.

As Lara walked by Caitlin, the tall redhead slapped her lover on the ass and looped an arm around Lara's slender waist.  Before Lara could react, Caitlin shoved her hands between Lara's thighs and lifted her off her feet, to quickly carry her to the nearest guest bedroom.

"Mmm...you like showing off that you're stronger than me." Lara purred, Caitlin's hand causing her pussy to throb with warmth.  "And you couldn't even wait a few seconds before wanting to fuck me again."

"It's those tits Lara." Caitlin replied as she threw her onto the bed.  The tall redhead lowered her panties and climbed in with Lara, leaning forward to devour her lover's hot lips.

***

Hawaii - 12 midnight

The white light of the moon projected on the beach in a shade of dark blue as the soothing sounds of waves crashing filled Aspen Matthews' ears.  A cool ocean breeze flew in from her right, billowing her long dark hair and the translucent wrap she wore around her shapely waist.  Beneath that, she wore a dark colored bikini brief, while a matching bikini top covered her breasts.  Barefoot, she walked slowly on the cool sand, hugging her torso as the cool wind bit gently into her skin.

"Hey Aspen." a voice suddenly greeted, but Aspen was not frightened by its sudden appearance.  Rather, it forced a smile on her beautiful face.

"Hi Steve." Aspen replied enthusiastically, turning around to see Steve behind her.  Her heart hammered in her chest as Steve touched her shoulder and guided her down the beach, towards an area he explained, would afford them more privacy.  His arm rested on her curved shoulders while he talked to her, while Aspen timidly nodded and smiled as he spoke, the heat in her pussy returning.  This time she embraced it, relished in its pleasure, but continued her attempts to hide her arousal from Steve, simply out of courtesy.

They reached an area directly beneath a high, rocky cliff.  The beach was quite narrow, only several feet wide, and quite dark.  But the full moon provided just enough light so that Aspen and Steve could see the rolling water, the shimmering sands, and each other.

Aspen reached for the knot that held her wrap around her hips, and undid it, dropping the thin fabric to her feet.  Without hesitation, she lowered the shoulder straps of her bikini top and took off the garment, freeing her tits from their prison.  Her black thong joined them on the ground, as she stood completely naked before Steve.

"It's uh...easier this way.  I mean, so I know my clothes won't get wet or anything." Aspen explained when she noticed Steve's reaction to seeing her undressed.

"I understand." Steve replied as he began taking off his clothes.  "Let's be mature about this, it is part of the nature of our powers."

For the next few hours, Aspen trained Steve in the use of his powers, most importantly how to properly control them.  Steve proved to be an extremely quick  learner, mastering almost every technique Aspen taught him on the first or second try, much to her surprise and delight.  That gave them even more time to chat, laugh, and play in the waves of the ocean.  They spent some time running around, knee deep in waves and splashing water onto each other's naked bodies.

By the time they returned to shore, Aspen and Steve were panting with a smile on their faces.  Tentatively, Aspen placed a hand on Steve's shoulder in a congratulatory gesture.

"Wow Steve, I'm impressed.  It took a really short time for you to master your powers."

"How long did it take you?" Steve asked.

"Well, okay it didn't take me long either.  I guess it's a natural thing." Aspen admitted with a shrug of her shoulders.  She paused before speaking again, her mind contemplating her next words.  "Steve, I....I have a confession to make." Aspen said, biting her lip slightly with reluctance.

"I do too Aspen." Steve said.  "Aspen, I'm in love with you.  I'm so crazy about you, I'm fighting myself now to stop from holding you."

"Steve, I..." Aspen started, but the words she had so recited mentally were nowhere to be found.  The woman closed her eyes and fell into Steve's arms, deciding actions spoke louder than words.

"I feel the same way." Aspen admitted, smiling as she felt the warmth of Steve's embrace cover her body, letting the heat in her pussy work its magic and free her inhibitions.

"I've also been thinking a lot about that time you saved me in the pool." Steve said, nuzzling his face in Aspen's dark, slick hair.

"When you touched me." Aspen whispered.

"I don't want to sound like a pervert, but...I...I keep thinking about...about how it would feel to...because it felt so good and we are the same." Steve mumured, unable to properly express her wishes.  "We can give each other experiences no one else can."

"Me too.  That's exactly what I've been thinking too." Aspen moaned, the wonderful warmth on her clitoris returned as she heard Steve's confession.

"I want to make love to you Aspen, only if you want it though."

"Yesss..." Aspen replied.

"I'll be gentle Aspen, I promise." Steve whispered as his body began to morph into a being of water.

Aspen melted in Steve's arms as her body followed his lead, soon their masses became two shimmering figures of liquid.  They kissed, melding at the lips while a watery bulge formed between Steve's legs, and penetrating Aspen's form.  Aspen violently separated herself from the kiss, moaning in blissful agony and almost falling backward.  Her hands dug into Steve's form and their legs merged, now two torsos came out of one large mass.  Aspen panted, Steve's cock drove itself mercilessly into her pussy, driving deeper and deeper, farther than it ever could if she was still human.

"I'm going to cum!" Aspen screamed, her water form merging with Steve's.

Steve and Aspen screamed in tandem as orgasms rushed through their watery forms.  The fluid that was Steve rushed into Aspen's watery mass, together they became one.  Out of the mass, Aspen's humanoid shape emerged once again in a position of pre-climax; her back arching and her lips parted to release gasp after sensual gasp.  Aspen moaned loudly as she felt the intense sexual rush lancing through her insides, spreading all over, not just where her womb would be, but even in her arms and head.  After tossing her head back and letting out a might, erotic scream, Aspen's human features melted back into the water, and the mass of liquid floated into the ocean.  The two lover's intermingled with each other in ways only beings without forms such as themselves could even comprehend, setting off errogenous zones only they could find and stimulate, while keeping the delicate balance between individualism and combining.

Steve and Aspen floated serenely along the waves; by morning, their masses were still one with the ocean, and each other.

***

New York - the next day

Sara looked through her closet, clad in only a pair of pink silk panties as her eyes roved over the many dresses she kept.  She wondered what to wear for her date with Sean, but she had no ideas, and she only had an hour to prepare.  The only thing she had on her mind was to wear something that would please Sean, make her look attractive to him, even desirable.

Something finally did catch Sara's eye, something she had not worn before but was very daring.  She pulled it off its hangar and immediately put it on.  It was a two-piece dress, the bottom half being a short skirt that went to about mid-thigh while the top was a thin square of fabric that was tied to her torso by a series of thin straps.  To compliment its dark purple hue, Sara went to her makeup mirror and placed on some matching lipstick.  Upon completion, she looked at herself in her full-length mirror.  She could barely recognize herself, but she thought she looked ravishing.  She began posing in a variety of seductive poses, pouting her lips and spreading her legs, to see how much the scraps of fabric she wore would cover her.  She could see from the tightness of the skirt, that her panties were visible.  WIthout hesitation, Sara reached beneath the skirt and pulled them off.  Without the panties, Sara was effectively going to wear no underwear on her date, and her dress left nothing to the imagination.  Her breasts bounced freely with every movement, the fabric covering them was tied on very loosely.  She knew that if she leaned forward enough, a casual glance would reveal her entire bosom.  But that realization merely excited her, that Sean could possibly see her breasts, and without her panties on, possibly more.

Sara could feel a twitch on her wrist, and a message from the Witchblade, but instead of a usual demand for lust, it was merely a question.

"Yeah, maybe I'll have sex tonight.  But if not, I'm all yours." she purred, licking the red glowing jewel of the gauntlet.

Just moments after Sara finished dressing, the doorbell rang.  Sara sprang to her feet and ran to the door, her tits flopping with her jog.  While trying not to sound too out of breath, Sara answered the door.  Much to her relief and expectations, Sean's smiling face greeted her.

"Hey Sara...umm..."Geez Sara, you didn't have to...ummm...dress like that." Sean stammered, his eyes uncontrollably roving over Sara's scantily clad form, drinking in her flesh and radiant, sensual beauty.

"Oh, ummm...where are we going?" Sara asked, somewhat embarrassed.

"I was just going to take you someplace downtown, a small Chinese place.  I mean, not too fancy or anything.  I mean, if the food wasn't so good I wouldn't even go near the dump."

"Oh.  That's fine."

"Sara, you sound disappointed."

"Oh no.  Not at all,  I mean, fuck, what was I thinking?  Why did I go all out?  Just let me change and we'll leave right away.

"Unless...you'd rather go someplace fancy.  I mean, you must have spent a lot of time getting ready I wouldn't want you to have wasted it."

"I couldn't ask you to do that Sean.  Just for me?  That makes me sound like a real spoiled brat.  I mean...ummm...well..."

"How about we just stay in and order pizza?" Sean suggested.  "We can talk more intimately that way."

"Yeah, okay." Sara agreed.  "But shouldn't I change for that?"

"It's okay, I think you look beautiful."

Sara smiled warmly at his compliment, her cheeks flushing a slight shade of rose.  "I'll call a good place, make yourself at home."

***

Sara stuffed the empty, crushed pizza box into the garbage can while Sean washed the dishes nearby.  She smiled warmly at him, grateful he was doing the dishes for her.  After he finished, they returned to the living room and began chatting, each of them bursting into occasional fits of laughter as they talked about various subjects, each of them fascinated by seemingly mundane issues, simply because they enjoyed each other's company.

"So...how's the case going?" Sara asked Sean, switching to another topic once the conversation hit a slump.

"Good.  Thanks for asking.  I've followed some leads here and there."

"Sara, I don't mean to pry, but have you been drinking heavily?"

"Yeah, but not today.  How did you know?"

"Well, I noticed there are a lot of empty beer bottles in the kitchen.  And I can smell it too from the garbage can.  Why did you start drinking?"

"Why else?  I was depressed."

"Come on Sara, don't we bust enough drunks to know that's never a good reason."

"I know, I know.  It's just that...all sorts of shit has been happening to me lately.  I haven't been happy in a long time."

"Want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Okay."

"Why the hell did you come here anyway?  Are you here to lecture me about my drinking?"

"I didn't even knew you had a problem."

"I don't.  And don't you start that whole, 'denial is the first stage' or any bullshit like that.  Because this time I'm serious."

"Sara...I wasn't going to say that."

"I'm...I'm sorry Sean.  Oh fuck.  Fuck fuck fuck.  I...I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Sara, this may not be the best time to say this, or maybe it is, but...I guess I sound concerned because I really care about you."

"What are you saying?"

"Sara, when I see you, I see this woman whom I want to go out of my way to make her happy.  Especially since she's not already happy.  I love you Sara." Sean admitted as he leaned forward and put a hand on Sara's silky leg, stroking it gently.

"Sean...I feel exactly the same way.  Thank you Sean.  I love you too." Sara cried.  "Make me happy."

Sara grabbed Sean's hand off her leg and walked him to the bedroom.  Once inside, Sean immediately scooped her up in his arms, much to her surprise, and kissed her hungrily on the lips.  Sara closed her eyes and kissed back, snaking her tongue inside Sean's mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck.  Sean suddenly turned Sara around, wrapping his arms around her waist to caress her firm stomach, and then creep up her loose top to fondle her luscious tits.  Sara moaned, grinding her ass into his crotch as he pinched her stiff nipples.  She raised her arms as he pulled on the bottom of the garment covering her breasts, allowing him to remove it completely.  Sara lowered her arms and their hands met at the waistband of her short skirt.  Together they worked to slowly peel it off, leaving her completely naked.

"No underwear?  I'm surprised Sara." Sean whispered into her ear.

"I was prepared." Sara replied as she grasped Sean's hand and placed it over her warm cunt.

Sara turned her head sideways so her lips could meet Sean's.  The two lovers kissed passionately, their tongues sliding over each other in the hot union of their mouths.  Sean swallowed Sara's soft, sensual moans as he massaged her cunt, parting the lips of her womanhood just slightly with his fingers while rubbing the pink slit with his palm.

Sara slipped out of Sean's embrace to kneel before him and undo his belt, drop his pants and free his erect cock.  Sara initially nuzzled it with her nose and tongue, stroking it with her delicate fingers before opening her sensual mouth.  Sean groaned as Sara swallowed his meat, her cheeks taut as she sucked him.  He could feel her tongue stroke the bloated tip of his cock, her wet, soft lips sliding up and down the veined pole.  Sara's free hand stroked and fondled his balls before she pulled the long shaft out of her mouth and replaced it with his testicles, swallowing one by one until they were both drenched with her saliva.  The tip of his erect cock brushed against her lovely face, leaving trails of pre-cum on her skin, Sean knew he would cum any minute, and wished desperately for release.

"Don't cum yet." Sara moaned, the lovely woman standing up.  She squatted down in front of him and grasped his cock, pointing it to her vagina.  "Don't waste a perfectly good load."

Sara brought Sean down with her as she laid down on the bed, their lips locked in a feverish kiss.  Sara spread her lush thighs apart while Sean undressed and positioned his aching cock between them.  With one thrust, he encased his penis in her clenching vagina.  His manhood was still slick with her drool as he rammed it into her belly.  The naked woman whimpered, thrusting herself desperately against him, wanting to feel the incredible warmth of his semen to flow within her belly.

Sean groaned, holding and stroking her legs apart as his cock slid deeper and deeper into her belly.  He laid himself on top of Sara and rolled around so the woman was on top of him.

"Fuck!  Oh...fuck!" Sara squealed with ecstasy, tossing her head backwards, sending her long burnette hair flying.

She bounced wantonly on his cock, her breasts were jiggling madly, and harsh, sensuous gasps escaped her mouth with every thrust of her hips.  Her spine arched with her exertions, thrusting her tits forward; causing sweat droplets to fly off her hardened nipples.  Sara exhaled an immense gasp as she felt climax approaching.  She placed her hands on Sean's muscular chest and dug her nails into his skin, bracing herself as best she could but not ceasing her humping motions, wanting to experience this climax to its full effect.

Sara panted and let out a long, ecstatic moan, arching her back and running her hands over her clenching belly as she felt Sean's member fill her with hot seed.  Sara threw her head backwards, tossing her long brown hair behind her, relishing in the warmth and bliss of Sean's pumping member gushing into her sucking cunt.  Sean placed his hands over Sara's sweaty tits, rolling and squeezing them in her hands.  Sara placed her own hands on top of Sean's, helping him fondle her own breasts.  After Sean's member finished filling Sara's womb with its warm milk, Sara laid herself on top of Sean, kissing him lovingly on the lips.

"I love you." Sean panted, running a hand through Sara's thick mane.

"I love you Sean." Sara whispered to her the man beneath her.  For the first time in a long time, the satiated woman was truly happy.

***

Hawaii

Aspen Matthews smiled as she curled up beside Steve, her new lover.  Both of them were naked, and sleeping in Aspen's bedroom.  They had just returned from their incredible session of inhuman love, and Aspen decided to invite Steve over.  But she had more in mind than just having him sleep with her.

"Steve, thank you." Aspen said to her lover as she curled up next to him.

"For what?" Steve asked as he stroked Aspen's bare back.

"Being gentle.  I have to admit, I was going through a tough time for a while."

"Oh?  Depression?  Low self-esteem?"

"Was I that obvious?  Well, maybe I was.  Thing is, I...well..." Aspen paused with contemplation, unsure if she wanted to reveal certain things about her.  But now that she had shared an incredible night of intimacy with this man, she felt it was safe to reveal everything.  "I was raped."

"Oh my god..." Steve gasped.

"And the worst part, the thing that made me such a wreck, was that I kind of begged for it.  I...submitted myself to someone who just double crossed me.  I felt like if I didn't act like such a slut that maybe it wouldn't have happened."

"Aspen, you shouldn't feel that way." Steve told her.

Aspen smiled.  "You treat me so well Steve.  I mean, even when I was so attracted to you, you didn't try to take advantage of me."

"It wouldn't have been right Aspen.  I have to confess though, I...I've never been with anyone before."

"What?!  You mean...I was your first?!"

"Yeah." Steve reluctantly admitted.

Aspen smiled, and almost burst out into laughter.  "Even though I was your first, you were so gentle to me."

"I wanted to make you feel good Aspen."

"And you did.  But there's one other thing Steve."

"What's that?"

Aspen's countenance changed to reveal a hint of wicked sensuality.  "I...I kind of like it a little bit rough, and I liked the water sex, but I like the fleshy sex better.  And, I only like the rough stuff if I'm doing it someone I love."

"Does that mean...?"

Aspen threw the covers off the bed and laid her naked body on top of Steve's, leaning forward so her breasts dangled invitingly in front of his face and her pussy was just brushing against his rapidly hardening cock.  "Fuck me, hard." she ordered in a hard tone.

Aspen buried her hands in Steve's short, dark brown hair and kissed him passionately, reaching forward with her tongue to stroke his.  Aspen shifted her body forward slightly, opening her legs as she positioned herself over Steve's erect cock.  Aspen massaged and rubbed his fleshy rod to hardness, drawing moans of pleasure from her lover.  With cum-slick hands, Aspen guided it's bloated tip, already dripping with juices, to the puffy lips of her womanhood.  Eliciting a soft sigh as her petals opened to allow his cock entry, Aspen thrusted forward with her hips and buried his cock within her.

The two lover's moved smoothly in unison, their humping motions steady and quickening, fusing their crotches tighter and tighter.  Aspen placed her hands on her buttocks, clenching them and spreading apart the firm cheeks as well as pushing forward on her pelvis.  Steve grabbed Aspen by her curvaceous hips and pulled, their combined motions causing Steve's cock to punch into her warm slit, parting the moist lips of her vagina to burrow deeply inside her.  Aspen groaned as she felt the hard meat slide up her uterus, immediately beginning to thrust her body against it.  Steve grabbed Aspen's buttocks, the lover's entwined their fingers as they pushed Aspen by the ass against his driving cock.  Aspen arched her back with every forward thrust of her hips, causing her tits to bounce as moans escaped her sensual mouth.  As their humping motions grew faster and more erratic, Aspen fell over and spread herself across Steve while leaning all her weight on his pumping crotch.  Steve kissed her face, licking across her lips, chin, forehead and cheeks before plunging inside her mouth.  Aspen returned the kiss feverishly, panting as their tongues slid across each other, caressing and fondling as their hips continued to gyrate in unison.

Aspen's arms hugged Steve's torso, pushing herself harder onto Steve's spearing cock, shuddering as he began sucking her soft breasts.  Steve enveloped her left nipple and bit on it playfully while sucking more of the flesh into his mouth.  Aspen leaned forward, thrusting her chest into Steven's face, force-feeding her dangling tits to her lover.  Steve took each one into his mouth and sucked each one hungrily, each one hot and wet with perspiration.

Steve rolled on top of Aspen, spreading and grabbing her legs so they rested on top of his shoulders while he continued pounding into her defenseless womb.  Aspen groaned, thrusting her hips into Steve, sucking more and more meat into her cunt.  Her toes curled as her moans became heavy, intermittant pants, fingers clenching bedsheets as she braced for the inevitable.

Aspen screamed as a powerful climax erupted within her body.  Her back arched and her body writhed against Steve as she felt his cock explode inside her tight, clenching fuckhole.  Her screams were reduced to moans as she felt his warm seed flow into her womb.  Steve's member throbbed inside her contracting cunt, which swallowed every drop of seed her could produce.  Aspen moaned with bliss, her body beginning to relax as she relished in the sensation of warm cum flowing down her vaginal canal, into her belly.

"I love you." Aspen moaned as she kissed Steve's right shoulder.

"I love you too." Steve replied, nuzzling Aspen's soaked hair and licking her ear.

***

London

Caitlin stared vacantly at the ceiling, fingering her own right breast, pinching her aching nipple while Lara Croft slept beside her.  Caitlin's body was still hot and feverish even after the intense sex she and Lara just had.  Currently, a raging debate went on inside Caitlin's mind, as well as a few burning questions.  She delayed acting upon these wishes for the past few days, but Caitlin's curiosities finally got the better of her and she decided to act.

"Lara?" she said as she turned to her lover.

"What is it Caitlin?" Lara asked, still half-asleep.

"Mmmm...these past few days have been great." Caitlin gushed, stroking Lara's flat stomach as she snuggled beside her lover.

"Yeah, they have." Lara concurred, digging her fingers into the bedsheet as Caitlin's hands crept closer to her pussy.

"I liked how you've been fucking me, how you hurt me and loved me at the same time.  It's no fun when I'm only being hurt.  "But I have one question." Caitlin asked, her hand suddenly coming to rest above Lara's bellybutton.

"What's that?" Lara asked nonchalantly, her eyes beginning to flutter open.

"What have you done with Lara, Jean Grey?" Caitlin asked, her eyes narrowing with focus as she pinned Lara's body with her own.

The shock of Caitlin's inquiry along was enough, and instantly the image Jean had been psychically projecting constantly, ever since she arrived in London; shattered.  The long, chestnut brown braided hair turned to a long, red-gold mane and the slightly tanned skin turned to a creamy white.

Jean gasped and panted, her mind and heart throbbing from the shock.  Caitlin continued to gaze at the gorgeous woman beneath her, unflinching even as her appearance changed before her eyes.  Caitlin waited patiently for a few moments, before sighing and queried Jean again, this time elaborating further.

"I'll ask you again, what have you done with Lara?  I don't want to hurt you Jean, but if you've hurt Lara," Caitlin slowly spoke to accentuate her tone, "then, I will return the favor."

THE END