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* Keep Denver *
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"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law."
         - A.L. I. 40.

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Keep Denver

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The Adventures of Keep Denver

LOVE BOAT pt. 1

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- Hello, sir. Welcome onboard - a nice, young stewardess smiled at me at the door. I smiled back at her.
- Thanks. Where's the reception desk? - I asked her, while she looked over my boarding pass.
-  That way - she pointed her hand. I thanked her again and directed where she told me. Indeed, I found the reception desk where I got my cabin key and where I found a little map of the ship. Whew, was she big! Two, really huge sightseeing decks, two discos, casino, couple shops, restaurants and even a pool. A damn swimming hotel.

 I found my cabin quite quickly - I got lost only one. It soon turned out it's really close to one of the bars, which made me smile instantly - nothing as good as some beer in the evening. I left my things as they were, only unpacked some photo equipment as I wanted to shot couple things before we took off. Then I'll have two days to shoot things on the ship.

 One may wonder why at all I would take ship if I could easily make this by plane. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I hate planes or have any phobia. It's just that I really love travelling. And if you go by plane - it's as if you didn't travel at all. You take off in one place, sleep for two hours (read, get bored, watch video, be scared or whatever you do) and then you land in another city. Single serving food, newspapers, nr 5 smiles and single serving friends for the journey. Where's the pleasure? Where's the excitement of exploration of new grounds? Nope, there isn't any.

 That's why I so much prefer ships and trains to planes. And anyway I had some free time so I could afford taking a two-day journey. Soon I was to find out it was the best possible decision.  I took two of my cameras and a bag with additional lens with me and basing on the little map I got at the reception desk I tried to find the way up, to the top deck. I was already getting accustomed to the are I was living in. Soon, I achieved the very top of the ship.

 The weather was nice - evening was warm, the sun was just about to start setting and everything was slowly turning purple. I looked at the harbor - huge ferries crowded at the bank, cranes pointed their heads into the sky, people rivered at the terminals. I changed lens and started catching these images, before the light became too dim. I aimed couple of the ships first - there were some special beauties there, from couple really exotic parts of the world. I made on full roll of film only with the skyline - cranes, chimneys, terminal towers and skyscrapers of the city.

 It was already getting too dark to make any more photos. I put my gear on a bench, by the edge of the deck and looked down. People crowded on the main sightseeing deck - we started to take off. I extracted a cigarette from a box and smoked. I could feel the hum of gigantic engines deep there in the stomach of the ship, meters under my feet.

 - Are you a pro? - I suddenly heard a voice behind my back.

 - What? - I turned around. There stood a teenager, red headed girl about 13 - 14 years old. She was just cute - no other way to describe her. Shoulder length, ginger hair framed her face. She had little, perky nose, big, green eyes and little, pale mouth. Her complexion was very fair with just a few freckles on her nose and cheeks. She wore a short-sleeve shirt, enormously tight jeans and sandals. She was young, but already quite well developed. As far as I could judge through her clothes, her breasts were not big, but very shapely. She had long slim legs and hips that started to curve nicely.

 - Are you a pro photographer? - she repeated. For a moment more I could just stare at this beautiful creature.

 - Yeah, I could call it so... - I said, smiling. She smiled back at me.

 - Do you also take pictures of people? - she was looking intently at me, almost as if she tried to make me say yes.

 - Well, very often - I was glad I could say that, she seemed very pleased.

 - Cool! You think I could make a good model? - she insisted. I started to really like that kid.

 - I think so...

 - Wow! So, I kinda have t'go now, but I'll find you! - she turned around and disappeared in the nearest door. Before she vanished I was treated with the sight of one of the most shapely and firm butts I've ever seen. She must've either had sthongs or no panties at all - they'd be clearly visible in such jeans. Both possibilities were rather strange for a 13-year-old, I thought. But, what the hell, anyway, the whole encounter seemed so strange and amazing.

 I gathered my belongings, packed the bag and made one last look at the harbor. It was already getting dark, the sun completely set, only some remains of its purple light in the sky. The bank was slowly but constantly getting back, behind us. I took my stuff and got back to my cabin. Then I took a shower, shaved and decided to grab something to eat. I locked my cabin and descended to the labyrinth of corridors.

 I found a very nice, quiet restaurant where I devoured about two or three tones of different consumable goodies. These included a huge T-bone steak, bowl of potatoes, chicken half, mushroom soup and couple other strange things. Feeling full to max I smoked, paid the bill and left the restaurant, intending to find some nice bar instead and have couple beers. It was still early, about 11, the evening has just begun. I strolled along the shopping & entertainment deck, catching a glimpse of girl every once in a moment. Whew, I must admit girls nowadays are even prettier than they used to be. Ain't that nice?

 Although I was searching for any kind of pub or something I ended up in a disco. Well, it wasn't a regular disco.

 I have this strange thing - I'm one of those people who long for 80's. For everything - the music, the clothes, the style, all that air of decadence. I deny anything new in music that was created later. I just can't stand most of that crap. Of course, there've been couple good things, but most of them created by guys who were anyway playing since 70's. But I do love the 80's. Call it perversion or whatever, that's a fact.

 So, as I strolled along the shops I heard Ultravox. Who remembers them now, huh? It turned out there's a disco, right behind the corner. I entered.

 I was enlightened. In a way. The decoration and all that stuff, including the service - that were the 80's the way I remembered them from my own childhood and from the movies, tapes and clips. They even had this fuckin' mirror ball over the dancefloor. And I must say I made a nice match to all that, wearing my washed jeans, cowboy boots and indigo jeans jacket. Only my hair was totally not those of the 80's.

 I ordered myself a beer and sat on a hoker, at the bar.

 - Nice place you have here - I said to the bartender. She smiled at me.

 - Yeah, I like it here as well. How's your beer? - she asked.

 - Fine, I guess. Have anything stronger?

 - Just porter. You want one? - she offered. I wanted. Anyway, my first was already almost gone. I drunk it up and started at the next glass. I don't like sitting and sipping one beer for the whole of the night. If I say about drinking beer, I mean having 8 or 10 of them during the evening. One may say it's much - I don't know, so far I never blacked out, gone crazy or in any way made any problems. I just don't get drunk so easily.

 And then I noticed that little angel whom I've met before at the top deck. She was dancing there, almost at the edge of the dancefloor, that's why I was able to notice her. She wore the same tight jeans, I think, but instead of a shirt she had a really skimpy halter-top. Geez, even from that distance it looked great. The bartender caught my look.

 - You're looking at the redhead - she stated rather than asked.

 - Yeah, she's cute - I answered. I put my beer down on the table and produced a box of cigarettes.

 - She sure is... - she said, as if not wanting to finish her sentence.

 - You know her? - I was surprised. The bartender nodded but said nothing. Well, whatever. She could've met the girl before.

 I took on another beer. The alcohol completed nicely the feeling created by the food I had previously. I looked at the dancefloor again but didn't notice the little redhead. I felt a tiny little bit disappointed.

 - Watch out, here she comes - the bartender whispered in my ear. I didn't get what she meant, before I heard a voice behind me.

 - Well, hello, Mr. Photo! How're you? - I wouldn't mistake that voice. I turned around to face the little angel.

 - Are you having a good time? Why don't you have any camera with you? You got tired with photographing everything already? - she flooded me with words.

 - Well, I'm just having a time to relax, you know - I said. She smiled and I almost melted. I loved such girls. Very, very much. It was since one of my friends brought her teenage sister with her to one of my photo sessions. I still had little Alice's photo in my wallet. She was completely nude on it. I grinned, thinking about this precious, little artifact. This cutie here could make even a better model.

 - I can see that. You sure drink a lot, I've been watching you for quite a time. Maybe you'd like to dance?

 - Nope, thanks. I don't dance at all... - I explained. She seemed disappointed, but not for long.

 - Anyway, I hope you'll join me at my table, won't you? - she caught my hand and pulled. Her hand was little and her skin was warm and smooth.

 - Have a good time - said the bartender, when I ordered another beer to take with me - The company's treat - she said, refusing my money.

 I took my glass and let the little angel drag me to her table. It was hidden deep in the corner of the hall, surrounded by high couches and walls. Over the table there was window, I could see the stars and the water below behind it.

 - What's your name, Mr. Photo? - asked my little companion, sipping something colorful from her glass. It could be anything, including alcohol.

 - Keep. How bout you, little lady?

 - Let's say Andi, is that all right with you? - it was all right with me. She seemed content.

 - So, we didn't finish our talk on the deck. What do you think about my proposal? - she asked. I felt some touch on my leg. It took me a moment to realize it was her foot. I didn't mind. Creature in my pants twitched.

 - Which one?

 - The one about you making me couple photos. I think it could be interesting. I'm having so little fun here... - she made a sad face as if she was going to burst into tears over her sad fate.

 - Well, this could work out, I think. But it's too late now to set anything up. And I don't have any possibility to arrange a studio here.

 - Oh, that. Don't you worry. I think I can come up with something - she finished her glass. Here cheeks blushed a bit. I guess she had some kind of alcohol, after all. I finished my beer and got up to order another.

 - Stay down - she pulled me back to my sit and waved her hand at the bar. The bartender I already knew turned up with another beer.

 - Thanks, San - smiled Andi - Put it on my father's bill, OK? He won't notice anyway.

 - Yeah, that makes me ask you couple things - I looked at the teenager - You seem to be quite familiar with everything here. How come?

 - Oh, that. It's simple. I live here.

 - What?! - I exclaimed. How come?


 - I'm the captain's daughter. My parents divorced a year ago and I stayed with Daddy. But he's on duty all the time, so he arranged me a place to live here, on the ship.

 - I get it. No wonder you know everything.

 - Well, yes. I like it here. It's just that I'm so bored sometimes. That's why I look for interesting people.

 - Thank you. You mean I'm interesting? - I laughed - Why's that, if I may ask?

 - Oh, you're Mr. Photo. That's great. You're a pro and you have your passion. Just like me. It makes us spiritual siblings.

 - You have a passion too, that's so cute. What's it about? - I didn't expect to get the answer I got.

 - It's about handsome men. I love them. I love looking at them, talking to them, having good time with them.

 I was startled. It was almost like a confession. Whew, this kid had that special kinky thing I really loved.

 - Aren't you a bit too young for handsome men? - I asked carefully, not to offend her.

 - Well, I guess being 13 makes me a woman already. My body is not that of a child any more - it was as if I was struck by a thunder. I almost fell to the floor. She noticed that and I'm sure she was glad. That little devil wasn't a child anymore, that's right. She perfectly knew what to do and what to say to achieve her goal. On the other hand - that was good news for me as well.

 - Come on, you aren't going to turn me down now, when we established such a sweet relationship, are you?

 - No, Andi, darling. I'm not. I think we can have a great time, doing some photos of you.

 - I was ready to bet that from the very beginning! - she exclaimed and smiled at me. I melted. My rod was already stiff as hell and hard as a rock. She didn't help it, still teasing me with her foot under the table. This kid knew what she was doing.

 - So, Keep, is it all right I called you by your first name?

 - Sure.

 - How about changing the place to something less crowded?

 - Well, could prove nice - I said - Shall we drop down to my place to pick up the photographic gear?

 - Sure! - she got up. Her little breasts bounced, when she turned around. Despite the dim light of the disco I noticed her nipples were erect and stood out. What a sight was that! Her tits weren't big but really wonderfully curved. As if just created to caress and suck them. When she turned I had a good look at her little, firm butt. Only maturing girl could possess something that cute. Her hips just starting to get round, but her buttocks already tight and firm. Again, what a sight!

 She took me through a number of "staff only" passages and we reached my room in no time. I packed two of my cameras and several rolls of film. I thought for a moment and took some black and white ones too. I liked black and white images - they were much more difficult to shoot but I also thought they were better to express certain things.

 After I was finished she dragged me again through the inner corridors of the giant ship till we reached the top level. There was only the bridge and the radar over us. She opened a door marked "private quarters" and let me in.

 The cabin was really huge. It must've been a lux class. It reached from side to side of the ship, with large windows on both ends, a big, separate bathroom and a king sized bed under one of the walls. On the opposite wall there was a little desk, a stereo and shelves full of books. In the middle there was a little, low table and couple chairs.

 - Well, how do you like it here? You think this may do for a studio? - she grinned at me.

 - Sure! You have quite an apartment here - I was impressed. This little angel must've really lived here. She even had posters on the walls.

 - It's a nice place. You're sure no one will disturb us? - I wanted to know.

 - Don't worry. Nobody ever comes here without letting me know - she pointed her finger to an intercom on the wall, beside the door. I see...

 - So, you have any suggestions what should I wear? - she asked.

 - Nope, go ahead and decide. These will be your photos anyway, ain't them?

 She nodded them started rummaging through her closet, picking clothes and throwing them on the bed. At the same time I lit all the lights and mounted additional spotlight in the corner. Well, it wasn't professional but should do.

 - OK, Mr. Photo. Now be a good boy and turn around. I need to redress - she demanded. I wanted to say that she could use bathroom, but what the hell. If she wanted. I turned my back to her. With the corner of my eye I spotted a mirror on the opposite wall. I turned a bit so that I could see some of the bed and partly also Andi.

 I could see her remove her halter-top. She was standing with her side to the mirror, so I was perfectly able to see her left breast. It was beautiful, round and firm, topped with a little, pale nipple that stood proudly out. She then removed her jeans and I was treated with the view of her young, beautiful ass. My dick almost exploded by then. I adjusted my jeans to make the bulge a bit less visible but it was still there and I realized she's going to notice it for sure.

 Anyway, she got dressed in something you could call an evening dress if there was something like that for a 13-year-old. It was long, sparkling black, with bare back and cut deeply in front so that her cleavage was visible. It must've been made especially for her as it fit perfectly. It was slightly translucent - I could make out her nipple. Anyway, they protruded through the thin, tight fabric. She removed her panties as well and the dress clung nicely around her hips and butt, also revealing a little patch of her pubic hair. My pants were already soaked with precum.

 - How's that? - she turned around, making the dress, having a long slit along her left let fly up in the air. For a second I was flashed with her naked legs. They were even more shapely than it seemed with jeans.

 - I'm stunned... - I only managed to say. I started shooting at once, telling her to change her position, expression etc. After that she redressed. This time into a mini skirt and a totally translucent, short sleeved blouse. Her pale, pink nipples were perfectly visible through the material, clung tightly to her breasts. In the mirror, which I used again (she seemed not to notice), I saw she didn't put on her panties again. I told her to bend a little, as if she was taking something from the floor and face me, with her ass stuck at my camera. For an instant she bent much deeper than I expected and I caught a glimpse of her pussy, covered with light feather of pubic hair. It was also glistening with moisture.

 She then tried on couple other outfits, until she said:

 - We're on the sea. How about I wore a swimming suit?

 - Sure! - I was enthusiastic. My pants were wet anyway and I was really aroused. Seeing her teenage, beautiful body through the thin fabrics that revealed more than they hid make me almost cum right there and then.

 - OK, then. Turn around - she said - And stop looking in the mirror, you naughty boy - she grinned. So, she knew all along that I was peeping on her! I obediently turned around, but couldn't resist and peeked quickly into the mirror. She noticed that immediately and flashed me instantly with her boobs. I blinked and turned my head away, trying to regain my composure. It wasn't easy.

 - Naughty you, Mr. Photo! - I heard her say - It's dirty to peep on little girlies like me. You are a pervert! - she pretended to be serious but in fact she laughed.

 - I... I'm very sorry, little lady. How could I make up for this terrible offence? - I joined the play.

 - Make photos, please - she ordered. I turned around. She was wearing a bikini that she should have thrown away couple years ago. It was several sizes too small. The bra only slightly covered the top of her breasts, small triangles of material just able to cover the hard, erect nipples of her. The panties consisted of tiny triangle on the front that just barely covered her pubic hair and a string at the back that disappeared in the tight cleavage between her firm buttocks. That little kid was a sex bomb, for sure. I gasped when I looked at her turn around to present her gorgeous, young body.

 - Well? - she demanded.

 - Well... Isn't it too small? - I said sheepishly. She burst into laughter hen grinned at me.

 - Maybe a little. Make you photos, 'cause I won't be able to wear it too long. It's a bit too tight. Especially here - she pulled the string from between her buttocks and snapped at it. The triangle in the front was pulled between her fat pussy lips and her hair became visible on the sides. I started taking photos without second thought. She posed for me, taking more and more arousing poses. I was at the brink of cuming.

 - Satisfied? - she asked, when I finished another roll of film.

 - Deeply - I said. I was. I didn't care about the tent in my jeans that grew really large. She noticed it already and anyway, the way she acted didn't help make it go away. We both were aware of that.

 - I'm glad. This bikini is really too tight, I have to take it off - before I could react, she reached to her back and untied the top. Her bra fell to the floor and I finally so her breasts full. They were the most beautiful pair of boobs I've ever seen in my life. Aroused as she was, her tits became hard and swollen and her nipples stood out, crying for attention. They seemed to be just created to suck and kiss them.

 She reached down and rolled her tiny panties on her hip, revealing her sex. She had a little patch of curly, soft, pale red pubic hair, slightly lighter than the hair on her head.

 - Could you proceed, Mr. Photo? - she smiled at me. She seemed to be perfectly relaxed, as if exposing nude in front of a man was not making her any tense.

 - I think I have to load another roll of film - I said, not making much sense.

 - Do so, please. And we can go on then.

 This time I only took photos and she posed herself. It was a feast for my eyes. Her body was already that of a women, yet some traces of a child were still visible. I came in my pants then, not caring about it at all. I could see she's aroused too. Moisture glistened on her cunny lips and a thin string of juice made her way down her hip so far as to her knee.

 I finished the roll and reached for another, but she held my hand and pressed her body against mine. I could feel her hard, erect nipples pressed against my chest through the fabric of my shirt. She clung her legs around mine and I felt a wet spot forming on my jeans.

 - C'mon, let's stop taking photos... There's something better we can do... - she said in a deep, seductive voice I'd never think a 13-year-old could have. She embraced me with her arms and kissed full on the lips. I didn't hesitate to answer her kiss and we frenched for couple minutes. She pulled my shirt off over my head and reached to my jeans, dragging them down. I was now wearing my pants only, with my trousers around my ankles. She pushed me to the bed and I laid on my back.

 She then sat on my chest, with her back toward me and pressed her pussy into my mouth without a warning. I immediately started tonguing her, licking my way into the moist nest of her pussy. her juice was sweet and musky, driving me crazy. She took my erect shaft in her hand and started stroking in up and down, along the full length of it. I may not be a superman, but I have nice, full seven inches of cock, which is additionally really thick. She had problem with embracing it fully with her small hand.

 - Yes, please... - she moaned, as I licked my way along her dripping slit - Lick me, please - she took my dick into her little mouth, hardly able to accomplish the task as it was to thick for her.

 I licked my way up her pussy, staring at her firm butt, while she sucked me. I pushed her a little up and stuck my finger deep into her vagina. She was tight and soaking wet. I heard a loud moan. I moistened my finger and pulled it out, then proceeded with another. When I had already two fingers wet and slicky I pushed her a bit up and impaled her in a double way. My middle finger went easily up her dark, hot vagina, while my index finger worked it's tight, hard way up her anus. She cried and come all over my hand with thick, lucid juice.

 - Oh, Christ, yes, that's so good - she almost howled. She stood up and turned her face to mine.

 - I can't wait any longer. Put it in - she demanded, sitting on my cock. Slowly, she impaled herself on it, taking in the full length. It wasn't without some resistance, for she was really tight. I felt like I died and went to heaven. I could help it but I cum at once, flooding her with my sperm. She cum with me when she felt the moist hit in her vagina.

 It took me only couple minuets to regain my hardness and she felt it. As soon as that happened, she started riding me, moving up and down my shaft. I caressed her stiff nipples, tweaking them with my fingers and sucking on them. She cum several more times before I was ready again. I hit her hard, pushing her body down on my dick with my hands. She shrieked as I hit her crevice and cum. I did the same, pumping wave after wave of my hot seed inside her. She collapsed on top of me, not able to say a word.

 It wasn't before long the she opened her eyes and looked at me.

 - Thank you - she kissed me on the lips.

 - Oh, no - I shook my head - Thank you, little angel. It was one of the most wonderful fucks I had in my whole life... - I smiled. It was true. I still felt her tight pussy clung around my now limp cock.

 We were laying like that for quite a time, until she finally stood up. She kissed me and proceeded to the bathroom. Soon I heard a shower. When she left, she was only wearing skimpy, lacy panties and no bra. Her little breasts stood out proudly, pointing at me.

 - So, Mr. Photo, would you opt for another session? Let's say, tomorrow morning?

 I opted for that with all my heart, but that's another story. That's how I made it with a lolita for a first time.

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