++++++++++++++++++++++++++++The Darkwater Collection++++++++++++++++++++++
This is an original work by Lance DeLonge and cannot be copied or reposted without permission of the author (Cirkusfish@Yahoo.com). If posted to news group or yahoo group, be sure to include author's name, email, and website address.
Darkwaters : The Erotic Fiction of Lance DeLonge
-this story and more, plus poems, pics, and links to tons of free erotica.
Note: this story takes place in a fantasy world where vaccines against AIDS and pregnancy are safe and common, and casual sex with strangers is not suicidally stupid. The real world, sadly, is not like this: so don't try this at home, kids.
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"M
att," Staci Milam began as Matt's parents pulled out
of the drive way and she closed the door," did you finish
your biology homework?" she asked as she stepped out of the
entrance hallway, pulling her soft, shimmery dark blonde hair
back so it curled down her back through a dirty schrunchie.
Her face was young and beautiful, and her bright blue eyes stared
at him like a little puppy.
It was true she and Matt, having grown up together, had a special
bond. But since entering high school, Matt had grown intimidated
by her sexy beauty. Her bright smile always enticed him, her
tall, slim legs taunted his very being.
"No, I'm sorry," Matt answered sounding as disappointed
as she looked. Lately Matt found himself fantasizing about
her in very erotic ways.
He would give
almost anything to make love to this near goddess but never found
the courage to ask her. Just the mear sight of this truly
gorgeous girl made him quiver with excitement.
"That's okay.
Jermaine, my boyfriend, is probably
going to call with the answers anyway," Staci exclaimed
sitting down in the large green recliner in the corner of Matt's
family room.
Matt made a loud groan of disappointment as she said this. She
knew he did not like inter-racial dating, but she just could not
understand why.
"Why don't you like them?" Staci asked as she stood
back up. She had on a tight pair of blue jeans shorts that
hugged her even tighter bottom extremely well. A black and
pink nylon wind breaker covered her chest and arms in a baggy
style. Her pretty face wrinkled as she spoke in a way that
excited Matt, reminding him of his dream and giving him a
premonition that this would be the night he had been dreaming of.
"Have you ever fucked a white person?" Matt asked,
almost hesitantly, for he already knew the answer.
"No," she said bluntly, looking at him with crossed
arms.
"Would you like to?" Matt asked invitingly, but not
expecting a positive answer.
"Is that an offer?" Staci wondered, bending over to fix
her tall white socks, sliding her hands up her bare, shiny
calves.
"Yes," Matt admitted, admiring the furtile round ass
that now stuck out only inches in front of his face as Staci
stared back at him through her open legs, her long, dark blonde
pony tail stringing down under her.
Staci stood up and sat next to him on the brown couch and began
to sensously stroke the inside of his thigh.
"You don't know how long I have waited for you to ask me
that," Staci swooned as she embraced Matt in a desperate
kiss.
"You don't know how long I have wanted to ask you!" Matt
gasp breathlessly between Staci's long, lustful kisses.
She took his hand and slowly they rose from the hard, cramped
couch to take them selves to a much more pleasing experience than
either had ever had hoped for.
"It's time we take our relationship to the next level and
strengthen our bond to each other," Staci whispered when
they finally crossed the thresh hold into Matt's room and slid
the solid wooden door shut.
The room was completely dark except for the small amount of
reddish light intruding from between the closed blinds. Outside
the sun was setting, but in the room a relationship was just
starting. Both could only make out a faint shilloutte of
the others body as they slowly embraced a second time. Matt
found himself in a heavenly dream as Staci stroked his short,
sensitive hair and hot neck. Her light pink lips curled
around his as she slowly removed his over shirt. Her scrunchie
fell to the floor on top of his shirt as Matt ran his fingers
gently through her soft silky hair releasing the feminine smell
of perfumed shampoo as he fought passionately with her over
zealous mouth.
Her warm, wet mouth covered his face with feverish kisses and her
moist, thirsty tongue lashed out at his like a mad snake released
in a dark room. As their tongues exchanged slick, tasty
juices, and Matt slowly unzipped her wind breaker revealing her
tight, white tank top. Her busts shot out like missile
silos in the desert. To Matt, these large protrusions came
as a rather pleasant surprise.
Before Matt had thought of Staci
as a rather flat chested girl.
Now, while holding her in
his arms, he realized she was a full fledged, large breasted
woman who had wanted him for at least as long as he had wanted
her. Now in the privacy of his room, they were going to
take their heavy lusts and wanton passions, and within a matter
of hours, release them in the most constructive way they knew
how, at each other.
As Matt finished pulling the wind breaker from Staci's soft
warm body, she took his hands and gently placed them over her
succulent breasts. Then looking up into Matts astonished
eyes, she gave just a hint of a warm smile as he was swept away
in her perfect and giving form.
Although large, Staci's breasts seemed soft and malleable like
natural down pillows. She moaned lightly and closed her
eyes as Matt ran his fingers over the hard nipple imprint coming
from within her glowing tank top. Her lips parted as Matt
pulled the tail of the flimsy shirt from within the tight lace
rimmed shorts and slowly lifted the bottom over her head as he
gasp at the light cream colored bra holding back two of the most
beautiful objects ever placed on earth back like a dam about to
break.
Matt gently kissed the exposed flesh and reached around Staci's
back to help her unhook the very thing that separated him from
pure pleasure. As the silken poly-bra slipped from her
shoulders, Matt gasp at the angelic sight of the cone shaped tits
that now pointed at him. Each petite nipple was a hard, rosy
color while the pale white flesh that surrounded them shone
through the night like a soft street light.
Matt marveled at the perfect shape and size and wondered if they
felt as good as they looked. He dropped the bra to the
floor with the rest of Staci's clothes and cradled each delicate
melon in his hands like a new born child.
Staci watched as
he nipped lovingly at each of her tender snaps, each time drawing
a little of her precious milk. Soon her pants too fell to
the floor leaving only her small lace panties to cover her wanton
body. Matt removed his T-shirt as Staci began fondling her
breasts against his strong chest and massaging him just below his
belt line with her soft, sweaty hands. She kissed his lips
with increasing fervor and Matt prayed the elated feeling would
never end.
As Staci unbuttoned his loose jeans and sensously slid down the
zipper, she felt how this experience truly made her new lover
feel. She could feel his stiffness with her hands as she
stroked the cotton covered prick and, then for the first time,
she truly knew this was not a dream, but in fact it was a
wonderful reality in which she was about to take a very important
and very pleasurable step in her life.
Matt's underwear slid down his muscular legs right after his
pants as
Staci
knelt down to take the dry, ruff dick into
her fiery, watering mouth, giving a sense of pure heaven to the
sixteen year old male who now towered over her nearly nude body.
Staci's tits hung like coconuts from her small bare body as she
licked and caressed the erect prick who was about to spit at her
the tangy juices of life that Staci so desired to taste.
As Staci's lips sucked tenderly at the long pole, and Matt nearly
buckled as the shots came through his cock like a rifle, filling
his good friends mouth with white jizzum that he had produced
exclusively for this girl. Matt moaned softly as Staci gave
one more desperate suck, pulling what little remaining cum was
left in his spent tube.
The horny blonde female rose from the floor even more turned on
as she swallowed the semen. She covered
Matts
lips with
hers and shoved her tongue deep within her lovers mouth as he
rose erect again.
Matt slowly backed himself up until his calves brushed
against his bed and he lowered himself onto the black sheets.
Staci pushed him down on his back as she climbed over him like a
fallen log. She now sat upon him with her legs spread
across his chest and ardent mouth caressing his neck and face
with short licks and soft kisses.
Matt was once again at a climax of emotion as Staci slid gently
backward, allowing her smooth, hairless thighs and calves to rub sensously
down his sides as they got closer and closer toward Matts
heightened prick.
Soon her light satin panties brushed the underside of
Matts
excited cock sending a streak of surprisingly powerful pleasure
coursing throughout Matts heated body. As Staci slowly
lowered herself to the floor, she raised her leg and stroked the
inside of
Matts
sensitive thigh lightly with her small, wrinkled
foot.
As Matt sat up, his hand began sliding down the inside of Stacis
leg like a serpent descending a tall tree, sliding lower and
lower until it reached the bottom. Matt the rubbed the soft
base between Stacis panties and thigh as she fell back, groaning
with delight.
As Matt continued to stroke the super sensitive skin, and Staci
beckoned for him to join her between drawn out gasps and hard
moans until he finally gave in, crawling down on top of her.
He ran his sensitive lips up her strong, round calves and down
the smoother, larger thighs leaving a little trail of saliva
behind him until he reached
the only clothed part of his friends
body, her vagina.
Matt glanced up at
Stacis
surprised but willing face. She
nodded gently, allowing her head to fall back and her hair to
drop beneath it until it spread out on the soft gray carpeting.
Matt carefully eased the satin and lace divider over until the
two lips were fully exposed, leaving a glistening crack in the
middle. He slowly bowed his head to the magnificent object
as his lips brushed gently against her clit and sifted through
the dark, soft hair.
He gave one last look at
Stacis
ready and waiting face as she
gave him a small nod. Then, lowering his lips into the
spread abyss, he flicked his tongue sensously across the opening,
getting a hushed gasp of approval from his mistress. Little
by little he dug deeper into the watery flesh until the soft,
delicate filling was all that he knew.
Staci wiggled and
squirmed beneath him and wrapped her strong, soft legs tightly
around his neck, destined not to let go until she was thoroughly
satisfied.
The heated, soft flesh drifted across Matts tongue as Staci
fondled herself beneath him. He now fished the slick walls
of this girl's pussy with his mouth, embracing it in a deep, slow
passionate kiss which seemed to drive Staci wild. She
squirmed beneath him like a freshly caught trout as Matt tried to
hook her with his hook shaped tongue.
Soon Staci's raw oyster ached with pleasure as Matt plunged
deeper and deeper into the soothing shaft. Before long Matt
pulled his tongue out, seemingly a millimeter at a time, giving
each small, delicate lip one last tender suck and replaced it
with two of his large, masculine fingers which plunged deep into
her horny cunt like a pair of squirming worms digging into the
hot, fleshy earth.
Staci writhed and bucked beneath him as
she sought, and recieved a long, forceful orgasm from her life
long friend and "brother".
As soon as she found herself again, she quickly released Matt and
gently took his hand, gently kissing each knuckle before rising
to her feet and allowing her small lace panties to fall to the
floor.
Matts eyes had adjusted to the poor light now and he gazed
hypnotized at the beautiful young woman who now stood totally
naked in front of him. His eyes washed over her in a tide
of wonder and excitement. Even in his fantasies he could
not have even come close to imagining the beauty and sexuality of
the tall feminine body of perfection that now blessed his
existence with a meaningful purpose and flair.
As he looked at his childhood friend in the dark moonlight that
now intruded on their privacy covering
Stacis
body with an eerie
blue glow that made Matt shudder with a passionate fear of
inferiority. After a seemingly eternal separation, Matt
realized he was looking at a superior being. The angelic
beauty would have brought any red-blooded man to his knees with a
confused, yet mysteriously pleased mind. Matt was no
different. As Staci lowered herself onto one of
Matts
legs
and wrapped her arms around his neck while embracing him once
again in a heavy, sinful kiss, Matts intelligence and reasoning
ability seemed to melt away with the kiss leaving only instinct
and desire in its place.
Matt could feel the hard nipple from
Stacis
cone shaped breast
brush gently against his chest as his mouth was enveloped in Stacis
insuperable kiss.
Matt laid back down on the bed and Staci spread her legs across
his chest, once again scooting back down his body, leaving a thin
trail
of
glistening
lubricant behind her as she moved. Matt watched as she
slowly crawled across his body before lifting her firm, round ass
above
Matts
ready cock and sliding it up her like an elevator
riding its pole down to ground floor.
Slowly and gently Staci slid herself down with increasing fervor,
her mouth gaping and eyes tightly closed with pleasure. Matt
watched as his long, hard muscle disappeared into the virtually
endless hole and only
Stacis
body tightly pressed to his was
left. When the full weight of her body was resting on Matt,
Staci opened her eyes, realizing she was only millimeters from
her life long friend and new lover.
Matt relaxed as he felt
Stacis
warm, moist breath against his
throat and kissed her forehead. He slowly ran his fingers
through her blue tinted hair and Staci lifted her head, peering
into Matt's dark eyes.
He could only make out a black hole in a sea of glowing white and
her breath fluttering as she exhaled softly.
"Oh my God," she finally muttered. Her hair was
all around her face seeming to seal them in a small, dark cage.
Matt reached around to Stacis back and held her to him like a
young frightened child.
"God Matt, I'm nervous," Staci spoke quietly, "I
don't know what to do".
"Let me do everything," Matt answered, rolling her over
on her back and mounting her spread legs.
Staci gave him one last kiss on the cheek as he began to slowly
slide himself up and down inside her like a midwestern oil pump,
stroking her tender vaginal area sensously.
First Staci began to moan lightly as Matt controlled his emotion
and desire. Staci soon dug her sharp, short fingernails deep into
Matts back as he continued to strike slowly into her with
powerful strokes. There was a new freshness about this girl
that had not been there before. As Matt stroked her tight,
delicate clit it seemed to him that the wonderful body beneath
him was going through the first sex of her life. It was
then that Matt realized the girl who only now accepted his penis
was only now loosing her virginity.
Before Matt could think any more about this, Staci burst out in a
loud cry of enjoyment and surprise.
"Oh my God!
Ohhh!
Ohhh Matt! Oh yes!.....Yes!.....YESSSS!"
she yelled as she bucked beneath him urging Matt to
increase his pace. Matt, too, broke loose as he called out Stacis
name passionatly.
Even Matt had spurt his potent, milky jizz deep in to Staci's
hot, liquid snatch, she continued to moan, only gradually turning
her head and lowering her voice.
For a moment Staci lay exhausted and breathless as Matt gently
kissed her delicate neck and soft ears.
"Oh, Matt," she finally gasp, still breathing hard and
allowing a gentle grin to break her red, flushed face,
"I....I never thought it was possible to...to feel anything
that divine, that immense in such a miserable existence. I...".
A long silence filled the room as Staci gasp for enough air to
finish her sentence, "I...I love you, Matt".
When she finally finished it, the significance hit him like a
truck, turning his mind into a mass of total confusion and
fright.
After a second, Matt answered in heavy words, "Staci, I love
you more than you will ever know, more than any one else I will
ever love".
As they laid there together, tightly enclosed in each others
arms, both were sure they had never been more comfortable, or
felt more safe. And, somehow, both knew they would never
feel this way again.
-Lance DeLonge,