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Subject: Title story: "A Primitive Hope Pt.  1" Author: TABOO MAN                                                                   47648255
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A Primitive Hope Pt. 1

by mejau71 ©

"Miss Wilson has asked for you to come with me." Said Fiona.

"You know Cindi?" I asked in dire hope. "Where is she?" I replied, knowing full
well I wasn't about to go off with some behemoth stranger.

Fiona reached between her ample cleavage, bringing out a small note that she
handed to me. Taking it, I opened it up to see a very familiar style of
handwriting. It was Cindi's.

"My Dearest Kristen. Please trust Fiona. She will take you to me. This will all
make sense soon, my love. Trust it... Love, Cindi." Read the small note.

Looking up, my eyes filled themselves with the astonishing image of this
incredible woman. Her arms were so colossal that they bowed, hanging from her
side. Breasts that were so inviting and full, bursting over the top of her ivory
tinged dress. Small slivers of her spaghetti straps seemed to scantily grasp the
dress that outlined her brawny frame. I was either going to be appalled by this
creature, or thoughtfully aroused by what she could perhaps do to me.

"Okay." I uttered under my breath.

A warm smile came across her rigid face. I found myself profoundly intoxicated
by her look and stature.

"Miss Wilson deeply cares for you, Miss Sanders." Said Fiona. "You have nothing
to fear with me. I hope you realize that."

I tipped my head to the side, casting her a telling smile. My flirtatious side
was obviously surfacing, which I hoped she could pick up on. My smile was met
with a vivid look of acceptance and willingness. If there was any moment in my
life where I wanted nothing more than raw untamed sex, now was that time. I had
never imagined myself making love to such a woman until now. And it took my
breath away.

Fiona informed me that my room was no longer needed, and promptly offered to
take my bags. Watching her move inside, my gaze was rooted to her invigorating
appearance. When I suggested to help, she politely refused as she easily lifted
my two suitcases. I knew they were heavy since I had to have the Bellhop help me
with them up to the room, but the way Fiona carried them was simply refreshing
to watch. Her skillful stride was graceful, yet determined as we left the room,
and made our way down the hallway. Once downstairs at the main lobby, Fiona
motioned for me to join her at the front desk, where she promptly paid for my
room with cash, requesting that the clerk reimburse my credit card in full. I
interrupted in haste...

"You're not here to spend money. You're here to grow." She whispered as she
raised her left hand, cupping my jaw with a gentle fingertip.

Her mere touch dissolved my essence in front of the entire Hotel staff... I know
Fiona must have heard me sigh because she hinted yet another wooing grin... I
was simply taken by this unusual, yet exceedingly radiant woman whose only goal
(it seemed) was to care for me in every manner known. Her bald head... those
ripe muscles... her broad and mighty chest.

Outside, Fiona had a limousine waiting for our arrival. The driver quickly took
my bags from Fiona as she opened the door for me. Wow... I hadn't felt this
pampered in years. This was going to be very nice. As I moved to get in, I could
notice all the people around us look at Fiona, and her incredible frame. What an
erotic pairing we both would make... strong powerful flesh against soft,
motherly skin... Oh my...

Fiona sat across from me on the way out of the casino. She simply ordered the
driver "home" as we left, driving under the dazzling lights of Las Vegas. Fiona
poured me a towering glass of champagne, handing it to me with the finesse of a
true lady. Accepting her drink with a coy smile, she leaned back in her seat to
look at me fully.

"Miss Wilson says that you and she used to work out together." Fiona said as she
poured herself a drink too.

"Yes." I said, sipping the rich champagne. "We loved it."

With a warm smile, Fiona spoke in a whisper; "So do I."

With another sip, I crossed my legs as I got comfortable. I wanted to know more
about this woman... this divine figure of grace and power.

"I can tell." I replied in burgeoning fondness. "You're... so... so beautiful."

"Thank you, Miss Sanders." She replied, taking a lengthy sip from her glass.

"Oh, please call me Kristen." I said, still throwing her as many signals
as I could.

God, I wanted this woman. I wanted her to ravage me with those ferocious arms.
If this was to be our mating charade, I was all for it. But what on Earth was
Cindi thinking by sending this sumptuous savage to my door? Was Fiona her lover?
Her bodyguard? I just had to know, yet didn't want to ruin this rare opportunity
to bed this divine female. For being heterosexual all of my life, I felt as if I
was falling right into the lifestyle of a true lesbian... a voracious woman in
need of a touch from a similar individual.

Our journey soon had us out beyond the city, and into the darkness of the
surrounding desert. I had already drank three glasses of Fiona's extravagant
champagne, and was asking for another. I wasn't paying much attention to my
surroundings since the obscurity didn't reveal much of anything around me. All I
could do was gawk at Fiona's smooth bare legs in front of me... those agile
muscles begging for a suitable caress, or possibly a long glaze from my
moistened tongue. And as she poured the intoxicating liquor into my glass, our
eyes froze together in a serious gaze. I knew at that exact moment that my trip
was fully justified in every notion. Her smooth, bald head gleamed in the faint
light of the limousine's interior... my instincts yearning to cradle that sleek
orb between my plentiful breasts. To feel those strong inviting arms surround my
frame... It was all I could take. I lunged for her lips with my own... colliding
against hers in breathless desire. I shuddered in fantastic rhapsody knowing I
was kissing this irresistible woman. Yet for all of her training and obvious
weight lifting, Fiona's lips held the most tactile sensuality. The delicate
texture softening as our saliva coupled together in boiling charm. And her balmy
fragrance permeating my nostrils... It was beyond anything that I had expected.
My hands reached behind her, grasping that smooth skull I found so attractive...
feeling it's sleek texture beneath my sweaty palms as our tongues merged in
complete unity and eagerness. Her manly sigh only fueled my efforts as our arms
cloaked each other in undisciplined fervor... My lips broke their hold, gulping
down my anxiety as her fearless limbs swaddled the small of my back. I buckled,
she tightened...

I didn't know it, but we had arrived at her home just as soon as the kiss
started. Fiona unwillingly concluded the kiss as I tried to continue it.
Shaking her head no, she lovingly grasped her hand in mine as she opened the
limousine door. I understood that we had to come back down to Earth so we could
unload, and go inside. And as I stood out, I saw that we were already inside a
spacious garage. An entire fleet of rare and antique cars were all perfectly
aligned, brilliant in their cleanliness. The driver rushed around to get my
baggage as Fiona clutched my hand in hers. Not a word was spoken as we made our
way to a nearby elevator... this was very odd indeed. My mind naturally
questioned where we were at, yet the words Cindi wrote to me soothed any fears.
'Trust it.' So I did.

The elevator lowered us down for what seemed an eternity. Looking at the control
panel, I was amazed to see over two dozen levels within this complex. If this
was some sort of a seduction, then I was certainly not going to voice any
concerns whatsoever. Yet I felt safe standing beside Fiona's protective posture.
It just felt right to trust her. The doors hissed open as Fiona led me to a
nearby bedroom, which was vast and quite impressive. The only sound that could
be heard was a low humm, obviously some type of air or power unit. But inside
the room, there were dozens of candles that illuminated it's cozy atmosphere.
The walls were decorated in some type of ancient asian motif which I had never
seen before. Setting my bags beside the huge bed, Fiona turned to face me at
long last.

"I hope you find this to your liking, Ma'am." She quietly voiced.

"It's very nice. Thank you." I replied, unsure if she was going to join me.

Closing the distance between us, Fiona lifted her arms to caress my
flushed face.

"Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back down later." She whispered as a kiss
drifted between our deprived lips.

I knew she didn't want to leave, but sensed that she was following some other
agenda that was not of her devise. Leaning in to embrace her, she reluctantly
stepped away, and walked out my bedroom door. Gazing at her defined hips as she
sauntered out, my heart swam in the soothing waters of luxurious exultation. God
I hoped she would come back, and soon...

Unpacking my belongings, I started to become familiar with my new surroundings.
With no television or phone, I began to wonder about. In an adjacent room, I
found the washroom to be a spacious chamber that smelled of lovely native
scents. It exuded a woodland aroma with fresh exotic flowers placed all around.
The bathtub was utterly huge. It must have been the size of a small backyard
pool. The pool let off a slow steam from it's surface with a bright shimmering
light cast from it's depths.

"This is a nice switch." I thought to myself as I remembered my modest, cramped
apartment back in Chicago.

I knelt beside the inviting waters of the bath, putting my hand in to see if it
was warm enough for a bath. Indeed it was, and I was quickly back in my room to
shed my clothes. It felt wonderful to be fully nude in this exotic setting. It
was almost like a jungle inside the washroom... Extensive foliage that covered
the walls from side to side, numerous torches that were anchored to the walls to
give off enough light to see. I felt like so out of place being here, yet there
was something so pleasant about this. I relaxed all of my misgivings, and slowly
stepped into the warm pool. A long sigh followed as I eased below the surface.
Oh, this was by far much more luxurious than any hotel room. Stretching my arms
out, I sank into the pool until I was fully submerged. My long mane of styled
hair lost it's form as I swam through the lagoon. Rising up for air, I bellowed
out my complete euphoria as my entire frame relished the infinite sensations my
body was feeling. I felt alive again... pure... whole.

"I see you found your bath." Said a familiar voice from afar.

Looking over my drenched shoulder, my eyes noticed Fiona standing there at the
edge of the lagoon, now dressed in a sleek robe that hung from her powerful
frame. The thin fabric held a deep blue, polished texture, accenting every
bulging muscle she possessed. Her arms reached up to slide off the elegant
kimono. Crippled in awe, I watched as this woman's fully nude body was tediously
unveiled. Gliding beyond those annular shoulders, down further along the fertile
knolls of her bosom, along that ripped abdomen I so wanted to feel against my
own... The fabric fell to her ankles as she stepped into the water. I couldn't
move. I stood still as I watched this mammoth creature ease into the lagoon with
me. I felt as if I were a meek animal in the wild... a creature just like her,
plucked from it's habitat to mate with her in the most ferine manner known. Her
arms extended outward, allowing the surface of the waters to graze her palms...
Her primitive appearance enthralled me so... no eye brows, no hair at all on
that unimaginable frame. Nothing but skin... soft, yet commanding flesh that was
coming closer and closer. Her gaze was latched to mine as the sounds of rippling
water was the only timbre that could be noticed. I turned to meet her as our
bodies came within inches of one another. Her gaze held a measureless intensity
to it... a simple, yet rigorous expression of need. My eyes fell to her breasts,
and to her robust forelimbs. My hands extended out to place themselves upon her
wrists, fluttering higher along their athletic form... I had to feel those
muscles for myself... to appreciate this majestic woman whom held my every
breath. I couldn't believe how fabulous those muscles felt beneath my
fingertips. Her eyes fell shut as my scrutiny proceeded ever so slowly. Her
languid breath fell warmed my forehead as my hands reached the colossal boulders
atop her arms. There wasn't an ounce of soft flesh anywhere on her body, except
for those lips that I so longed to suckle from. My arms lifted higher so my
hands could roam down her rigid back... our foreheads pressed together as I
inadvertently committed her physique to memory. My touch soon caressed the
thickness of her backside, clutching each stiff globe of her rugged ass. She
soon surrendered to the painstaking exploration I found myself basking in by
taking my womanly frame in her own mighty grip. Her fingers crept along my wide
hips, only to clasp them as she spryly brought me into her embrace. I let out a
bellowing gasp as I felt her breasts press against my own... Thrusting my neck
back, she sank her teeth into my bare neck.

"Oh my God!" I shouted as her tongue thrashed violently against my skin.

A series of low moans came from her lungs as her arms easily wrapped around my
waist, hoisting me from the water. Her bald head buried itself between my
dripping breasts... mouth agape as she inhaled as much breast flesh as possible
into her famished mouth. I lovingly cradled her smooth head as I felt her entire
frame press against me. My mind was inundated with boundless thoughts and images
of our sumptuous union. How I would love to be an observer right now... to
witness the erotic contrast of our bodies... a mighty beast matched against a
buxom woman.

Fiona carried me to the steps of the lagoon as she lifted me from the water.
Both arms carried me as a man would his woman on their wedding night... One arm
tucked beneath my thighs, while the other held my back... Yet this wasn't
anything close to that uninspiring notion. We were both solely focused on one
thing... My hands relaxed behind her bulky neck as my drenched mane of hair
spread out along her rugged, glimmering chest. I could hear the downpour of the
water falling from our bodies as Fiona effortlessly sustained my body, carrying
me into my bedroom. I lifted my head to gaze into those turquoise eyes...
completely vanquished in this sapphic seduction. She took notice of my stare as
a loving smile ensued. I was twisted downward onto the bed as her mouth met mine
in a sizzling kiss... Now on my back, Fiona came to rest atop me as her massive
arms supported her weight... Our lips were anchored together as her tongue
zestfully filled my mouth. The mere power this woman had over me left me
helpless in her wake. Still soaked from our bath, I clutched her cumbersome
shoulders as our kiss became one of the deepest, soulful kisses I have ever
confronted. There was simply no turning back now. Fiona could do whatever she
wanted with me, and I was going to be her willing harlot.

The hunger between us was unquenchable. No words were uttered in the hours that
followed... Fiona and I united together in the most impeccable way two women
could. Every action she bestowed upon my ravaged body convinced me beyond any
doubt that I was forever a lesbian... a woman whose destiny had been
fulfilled... completed. No other man could ever hope to bring me the joy and
rapture that Fiona blessed me with that night. Yet every deed she awarded me
with caused me to match her intensity twice fold. For for the first time in my
life, I finally tasted the essence of another woman... to see this tremendous
body of muscle yield to my loving tongue made me delirious with fervor. Tasting
the moist folds of her essence, only to find her clitoris crystallized my
irrefutable fate... Even though this was my first real encounter with a woman, I
knew just as she did what to do and where to touch. It's a language that only
two women truly understand. A secret doctrine that once discovered, leads to
eternal brilliance. I watched as her body teetered on the breathless cusp of
orgasm... her savage behavior inspiring my tongue to suckle more. Muscular
thighs pressed against my face, hands entwined together as she rocked back and
forth between delirium and orgasm. The loud, raspy resonance of her bold
gasps... thin layers of perspiration now made her body shine in felicity. She
looked as if she were some Greek Goddess perched upon her altar of authority--
completely helpless to the dedicated tenderness of another female. It was then
my inner most compulsions surfaced, and she was about to partake in this
forbidden feast.

Clutching those strapping legs, I motioned her over on her stomach. Still
winded, she grasped the satin sheets in her mighty grip as my hands roamed
across the sculpted globes of her ass. Rigid with muscle, yet still preserving
their spherical form, my palms kneaded her flesh with the finesse it so
rightfully deserved. I once saw this taboo deed in a porn long ago, and had
since grown tobe astonished by it's sensual significance. Looking down at each
moist globe, my mouth fell upon her right cheek. Opening my mouth as wide as it
could go, I splayed my tongue flat upon the flesh... hungrily lapping every inch
of that ass. She could hear my frantic groans of necessity as I traced the
sturdy tiers of her muscles with my flat tongue... My saliva dribbled out,
lathering the ass flesh like a gaunt savage with it's first real feast. My
fingernails dug into the skin, raking across her rounded contours ever so
wickedly. My hot breath cascaded upon the quivering skin as Fiona violently
thrust her fist into the bed. Looking up between her elevated cheeks, I saw her
head swaying in the bliss of my anal assault. With my left hand, I reached up to
her back and dug my long fingernails into the bronzed flesh, as if they were
claws. Descending to her ass, scraping the skin as my mouth sank deep between
the delicious cleavage of her ass. My lustful moans now were muffled between her
cheeks as my tongue deluged the entire length of her crevice. I could tell that
no tongue had ever given her this wondrous sensation... the look on her face
said it all as she turned around to look at my face completely drowned in ass
flesh. Our eyes shared a telling gaze of affirmation as my tongue circled her
fragile orifice... Her mouth made an O shape as did my lips, now fully sealed to
her asshole... My hands calmly rested upon both cheeks as I glazed her opening
with my soggy saliva... marinating it for the forthcoming puncturing of her ass.
Her entire back tightened as my tongue begged for her acceptance. Short winded,
Fiona eased her hesitation and felt the spicy warmth of my tongue gain it's
entry... Drawing in a long wailing breath, Fiona collapsed as her head fell to
the pillow as her tart warmth enveloped my tongue. If Cindi could only see me
now... If my Mother only knew what I was doing at this moment...

All of the training and bodybuilding Fiona put herself through still couldn't
tone up the muscles of her bowels, which was now being delicately swabbed by my
frantic tongue. I was lost in the moment... focused on nothing but her, and my
immersed tongue. She was so warm inside... so tantalizing. I couldn't believe
that my tongue was lodged deep inside a woman's ass... and I was loving every
fleeting second of it. My fingers stretched her cheeks apart for a vulgar
thrust... I felt her sphincter grip my tongue, yet that didn't hinder my quest
for this ultimate haven of nourishment and wonder.

Fiona cried out, I stabbed her again... she bucked, I clutched... we were
learning our skills together as one. I wanted so much more of this... to be
consumed by her whole... I would have put my entire body inside her ass if
I could have, that's how deep our affinity was swelling. I wanted nothing
more than to spend the rest of my life making love to this creature of
muscle and flesh...


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