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 Archive name: port.txt (MF, 1st, reluc)
 Authors name: Lorali - 1997
 Story title : Port O'Call

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 Port O'Call
 by Lolali (c) 1997

 ***

 Jeanine was a pretty young girl from a very good family
 in a New England port town.  She learned as much from
 her tutor as was taught to girls in those days, but was
 not interested in needlepoint, and knew well enough how
 to treat the servants in order to keep the house run-
 ning well.

 Beaux came from many miles away to court her, on fine
 horses or in sleek buggies.  They were all stuffy in
 her eyes, these men in their suits, gloves, and top 
 hats who escorted her to plays and poetry readings, and
 tried with their flowery language to win her hand.

 She had read every book in her home, had gone to New
 York to visit her aunt, who had brought her shopping
 for fine clothes which suited her flowing white-gold
 hair and pale complexion.  This did not please her,
 either; she saw it as a waste of money.  Even riding
 her horse, a pastime she had enjoyed despite (or,
 perhaps, because of) the fact that her mother was
 horrified at it, had become boring to her.  She had
 galloped down all the paths for miles around, had
 thoroughly explored every place within a day's ride.

 In short, Jeanine was bored.

 This boredom became so suffocating that one day she
 decided to go to the place where she had been
 repeatedly told _not_ to go - the docks.  If she had
 been told a lady might not go there, she felt, there
 _must_ be something interesting at the docks.  So she
 put on a very simple blue dress, pinned her hair up,
 put on a hat, and strolled to the port.

 The streets were crowded. Jeanine was shoved from all
 sides by men carrying sacks and boxes, garishly painted
 women who went from one man to the next, until one
 escorted them away through a nearby door, and men just
 looking at the seedy shops that lined the boulevard.
 Suddenly, her arm was taken, and she heard a voice say,
 "A lady like you shouldn't walk alone around here."
 She looked up and saw the face of a young man with
 brown eyes, a gentle smile, and reddish-brown curls
 pulled back into a ponytail.  He guided her into a
 nearby inn. The innkeeper showed them a table, and the
 young man ordered wine for them.

 He introduced himself as Daniel and they began to talk.
 He had led a very exciting life on board various ships,
 and he told her of battles with pirates and ports far
 away where the people had dark skins and almond-shaped
 eyes. She in turn told Daniel of her society life, and
 explained her purpose in coming to the docks - she was
 searching for a way to alleviate the tedium of her
 days.  After a few very pleasant hours, Jeanine real-
 ized that she had to go before she was missed at home.
 Daniel suggested they meet again the next day at the
 same inn.  She agreed, and went home.

 That night, Jeanine dreamed of Daniel.  In her dream,
 he kissed her and held her in his arms, her face buried
 in his white ruffled shirt.  He caressed her body.  She
 awoke early and, thinking of her dreams, began to
 caress herself. She ran her hands over her full breasts
 and down her body, feeling the moisture between her
 legs. Her hand massaged her clitoris as her body
 tensed.  With fingers moving faster and faster on the
 little nodule, she shut her eyes and pictured Daniel,
 his mouth on her mouth, kissing her neck as his hands
 toyed with her breasts...

 Waves of pleasure rolled over her, and she felt as if
 she were floating on the sea that Daniel lived his life
 upon.

                          -=*=-

 That afternoon, Jeanine, in a plain white dress,
 entered the inn, where the innkeeper led her to a room.
 He told her that Daniel would join her presently. She
 sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering why Daniel
 had chosen this place for their rendezvous. "Maybe he
 wants to..." she thought, blushing at her dream of the
 previous night.  He couldn't want that from _her_!  The
 thought made her moist making her conscious of her
 inner thighs, and gave her a fluttery feeling in her
 stomach.

 Daniel entered, and she rose to greet him.  Instead of
 a kiss on the hand, which was what she expected, he
 grabbed her and kissed her roughly on the mouth.

 After a moment of shock, Jeanine responded, wrapping
 her arms around him.  She was surprised when he flicked
 his tongue into her mouth, but had read enough books
 to know what was expected in return and let her tongue
 dance around his, sliding it inside his mouth and
 tickling the roof of his mouth with it.  She heard a
 moan as he lowered her onto the bed, sliding his hands
 from her face to her breasts. The pulse and moisture
 between her thighs increased as he slid his mouth on
 to her throat.  Then she realized that he had unbut-
 toned her dress and slipped his hand inside her bodice
 to caress one taut breast.

 "Stop...don't do that, Daniel!" she said sharply.

 "Why?" he whispered in her ear. "Don't you like it?"

 Jeanine couldn't be dishonest. "I do like it.  But we
 shouldn't be doing this."

 Daniel seemed angry.  "You knew what you were getting
 into when you decided to meet me here.  Why are you
 trying to stop now?"

 "I didn't know what you wanted!" Jeanine cried, de-
 ciding she hadn't really known, no matter what her
 thoughts had been when he entered.  "Besides, my father
 is a prominent man - he'll punish you for this."

 Daniel chuckled.  "I don't think he will, young lady."
 He said the word 'lady' sarcastically, as if she was
 one no longer.  "You are the one who came to the docks,
 against your parents' wishes.  You are the one who will
 receive the punishment, not I, if you tell our secret.
 I wouldn't be surprised if they disowned you for this."

 "You're right," she whispered. "I can't tell them." She
 looked up at him pleading.

 He flicked his tongue on her throat again, unknowingly
 feeding the fire in her clitoris. "Then I suggest you
 stop resisting. Perhaps you'll enjoy it."

 Suddenly all the buttons of her dress were undone, and
 she found herself in only her chemise and undergar-
 ments.  His shirt, too, was off, and she saw the dust-
 ing of hair on his chest, narrowing down to a line that
 led into his pants.  She traced it with her finger.

 "Would you like to find out where that leads to?" he
 asked.  She nodded her assent.  He slid his pants and
 underpants off and stood before her naked, a hardened
 shaft looking too wide for her fingers and thumb to
 encircle, pointing at her mouth.

 "Kiss it," he ordered, drawing her face to his cock.

 She moistened her lips, and he slid it into her mouth.
 He taught her what to do.  She sucked on it, bobbing
 her head up and down, flicking her tongue on the head
 and shaft, circling the head with strokes of her
 tongue.  The sensations that this caused deep within
 her urged her on to even more passion, almost as if she
 were starving for what he had to offer.

 Suddenly, Daniel withdrew his penis from her mouth and
 quickly stripped her of the rest of her clothing.  He
 told her to lie back and began to lick first her
 throat, then her nipples.  His tongue flicked over her
 hard nipples, then encircled them.  His mouth slowly
 took in more and more of her well formed breast, and
 she gasped in pleasure as he sucked hard on it. She had
 never even imagined how good this could feel.

 His mouth slowly glided down her body, leaving wet
 kisses on her soft ivory stomach.  He kissed the top
 of her mound and she moaned. He slid fully between her
 legs and tasted the moisture of her throbbing
 womanhood.

 As his tongue worked her, she struggled to sit up. She
 couldn't let him do this!

 He looked up at her. Her blonde hair had fallen out of
 its neat pins, and was tangled on her shoulders.  Her
 face was flushed, her lips were moist, and her full
 breasts were heaving as she stared at him.

 "Lie back," he commanded, a mixture of saliva and her
 juices staining his lips and dripping from one corner
 of his mouth, "or I can't eat your pussy."

 Jeanine let her body rest on the bed, admitting to
 herself that she didn't want him to stop. His tongue
 flicked on her sensitive button a few more times, then
 he drew back.

 "Kneel on the bed," he ordered.  She rose onto her
 hands and knees. He knelt behind her lovely body and
 slid his fingers into her moist warm tunnel. "Now," he
 said to her, "I'm going to slip my cock inside you."

 Jeanine felt an instant of pain as he entered her,
 followed by a thrill shooting from her body to her
 nipples.  She moaned as he thrust again, sending
 streaks of fire to her breasts.  Pleasure coursed
 over her as he stroked her breasts and whispered,
 "There's nothing I like better than a little virgin
 with a tight pussy and big tits."

 Again and again he thrust into her, and she met him
 with every thrust. Just as the last thrill of exploding
 pleasure dissipated, she felt his body tense, and his
 cock pulsing inside her.

                          -=*=-

 Against her will Jeanine made plans to see Daniel again
 the next day, at the same inn. At least she was no
 longer bored.

 THE END

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