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High School Cruise to the Islands
by Obmuj (address withheld)

***

Misty Dawn is a lovely sixteen year old high school 
junior. A virgin with so many mixed emotions she has 
trouble deciding if she should or shouldn't have sex. 
When shopping for a revealing outfit, she misses the 
cruise liner. Life takes her on a strange trip with a 
male she believes to be gay. (M/f-teen, exh, 1st, intr, 
mast, anal)

***

Misty Dawn and her fellow students were on a cruise and 
traveling on the large ocean liner from one island port 
to another. How she got separated from the others was 
still somewhat of a mystery to her and there was no way 
she could go to the police for help so her only option 
was to seek assistance at the ship's port office.

Misty Dawn had listened to the two young men who just 
seemed to have shown up while she was shopping. They 
had inquired if she'd like to purchase one of the 
shorts and tops outfits she and the other girls seemed 
to think was needed as they continued their cruise of 
the islands.

What made the school girls like the island outfits was 
how the shorts had a skirt design. The right leg of the 
sexually styled shorts wrapped around the waist from 
the crotch of the shorts up to the waist. The design 
was similar to that of a French cut bathing suit. The 
effect was to show off the front, center and right hip 
of the girl's body as the skirt didn't cover the side 
of the girl's leg from the waist down. 

This permitted a girl to expose half of her body to the 
boy or boys of her choice. The most notable feature of 
the garment was it didn't cover a girl's vagina, 
although it did covered the left leg in a snug fit. 
This permitted a girl's vulva to be uncovered and the 
girl could flip the skirt to reveal her sex if and when 
she wished and more importantly, to whomever she deemed 
worthy of viewing her youthful sex.

The top was just as revealing because it had a halter 
tie on the right side of the blouse. This design 
feature showed off the side of a girl's breasts. If a 
girl didn't watch how she moved, the cup of her breast 
and nipple could be viewed by anyone the wearer choose 
to flash them her breasts.

The first girls to purchase the outfits were flashing 
when they might not wish to do so, because they hadn't 
gotten the hang of wearing the revealing garment and 
would forget to be guarded in how they moved their 
tender young bodies. But the boys on the cruise were 
soon surrounding the girls with the island wear and 
this led most of the other girls to purchase the 
outfits.

Wanting to get the most unique of the outfits was the 
reason Misty Dawn Miller was now stranded from her 
cruise mates. She hadn't returned in time to re-board 
the liner and she knew it had sailed at least four 
hours before. Missing the ship was the least of her 
problems Misty Dawn realized. She wanted to cry, but 
was attempting to remain strong as she wondered what 
would happen to her next. One thing the troubled teen 
recognized was she had joined a select group and the 
center of her loins was now tender and sore.

Misty Dawn had been looking at some of the outfits in 
an outdoor booth when two attractive males whom she 
thought were clerks approached her as she looked at the 
outfits, trying to find the most unique one of all. 
Being a cheerleader, an honor student, student body 
senate member and a perky sixteen year old, Misty Dawn 
was a knockout and couldn't stand the thought other 
girls were one up on her. Because of her vanity, the 
comely girl had gone on a buying trip to find an even 
better set of the shorts and tops.

Yet the attractive and bubbly teenager didn't have a 
stuck up bone in her body. Thinking at the moment, 
while looking at the clothes, she chuckled and told her 
self, "I've never had a bone stuck up my body either - 
I'm still a pure little innocent virgin girl," she 
spoke aloud, but in a voice she presumed only she could 
hear.

Two males had heard her and they had noted how cute she 
was and begin their mode and plan on to best approach 
the sexy looking girl to set into play their main means 
of earning money, and that was a lot of money. For over 
three years the two had been working there scheme and 
this girl they realized was the nicest they had wished 
to attract into their web.

They knew the clothes they designed meet the desires of 
young American girls to expose their bodies. This was 
also true of girls from other foreign countries besides 
the United States. Today they set in motion the plan 
that would snare another pretty girl from a cruise 
liner. Over the past three years they had selected 
eighteen girls to entice into their trap and now number 
nineteen was, they hoped, about to join what the other 
girls had endured.

Misty Dawn was considered a leader of the fashion world 
in Chambers High School where she attended. The 
vivacious teen knew that next year she would be a 
senior and without doubt voted both the homecoming 
queen and prom queen. Never had another girl ever been 
so honored at Chambers by winning both major social 
designations and Misty Dawn wanted to be the first.

So her search for the just right shorts and tops had 
caused her to hear one of the two young men ask what 
was she searching for in the way of island wear. 
Explaining she wanted the cutest "Flash Sports Outfit" 
the two young men told her, "We have the really sexy 
ones and special ones at our other store."

"How do I find the other store?" the trusting teen 
asked the taller of the two men, and she thought, "Boy 
is he ever cute, and at school with his height he would 
assuredly be on the football team. He is the cutest 
black male I have ever seen. The other boy, who must be 
Caucasian and most likely he's European. He isn't as 
cute, but he's really buffed and must spend hours a day 
at the gym doing nothing but weight training."

The black male told her, "It is only a few booths from 
here and on the next street over. Follows us. We will 
show you the cutest ones and one with lace that looks 
like a wedding gown. It is big seller. Come this way 
and it's just down this side street and then over to 
the next street, and will show you our best selection 
and make you star of cruise."

Without thinking how he knew she was on a cruise, she 
then reasoned, "Duh, who else is my age, white and 
looking lost and more importantly seeking out one of 
the must have outfits, and what else could she be if 
she wasn't on the cruise."

She hadn't paid attention to where she was being led, 
and had turned down a couple of streets until the three 
of them came to a small inlet in the façade of the 
buildings after one of the twisted turns she had made. 
The white male suddenly pushed open a hidden door and 
she wasn't exactly shoved into the building by the 
other youth, but bumped as if by mistake and he 
apologized profusely. Yet as the door closed, Misty 
Dawn felt an intense feeling just short of fear, 
although not of impending doom.

Misty Dawn wondered if she was being kidnapped being 
alone as she was with the two males. Worst of all, the 
cute girl had no idea how she'd let herself be set up 
to be in such a position. "What are you doing? Where 
are we and you must let me go, because I don't believe 
this is where the clothes are you promised me?"

"Yes they are here. This is our production building and 
warehouse. See all the clothes; there is no way to put 
all of these in small street space. Come dear and look 
at the items here on the racks in the next room. Oh yes 
and by the way, I'm Dado and my friend is Barth," the 
white male told her. "Look and pick out which you like 
and there is a dressing room on the other wall. Here 
have a coconut juice drink and it will help you cool 
off and the taste is wonderful. It is a local drink and 
you might have tried one while exploring the island."

Looking around Misty Dawn could see the male was 
correct about the large selection of clothes and her 
fears soon dissipated. Seeing all the outfits, and so 
many styles, Misty Dawn knew she would be the highlight 
of the cruise, and needless to say show off her body. 
Thinking I want a different outfit for each remaining 
day of the cruise, she selected three different 
outfits. Sipping the drink, she discovered the taste 
was very unique and almost immediately it seemed her 
body became heated, but yet the drink was cooling her 
off.

Carrying the outfits she selected from the racks to the 
dressing room, she stepped inside of what Barth told 
her was the changing area was. There were mirrors on 
three sides of the changing room and an overly wide 
bench to sit on and enough room to place her things as 
she changed outfits.

On the wall which contained the door she had entered, 
Misty Dawn noticed there were hooks to hang the clothes 
on she had carried into the room. Gee this try-on room 
is the best I've ever used in any store. They not only 
have mirrors all around the walls, but a nice cloth 
covered bench to sit on. And the hooks are ideal to 
hang the clothes which were on hangers that you're 
trying on.

Slipping off her belly blouse and shorts, Misty Dawn 
stood in her thong panty. Studying her 34-B breasts, 
narrow 22 inch waist line and 33 inch hips allowed the 
adorable and delightful teen to know she was what the 
guys called "stacked" and the basis to try having sex 
with her. She also knew the blonde hair topping her 
five-one body looked great and just one other reason 
boys were always hitting on her.

Another thing Misty Dawn knew was her round buttocks 
made boys wants to pat them if and when they could 
sneak a sudden feel without her knowing who had just 
gave her a playful, and sexual tap. When she would feel 
her butt being patted, she would pretend to be upset 
over the slight degree of molesting her body.

In reality she enjoyed the playful feel of a boy's hand 
on her body - provided it wasn't on her breasts or 
between her legs. Those places were off-limits and had 
on occasions slapped a boy who became overly aggressive 
in his attempts to become personal in a sexual manner.

A light feel of their round buttocks was the type of 
sexual harassment girls at Chambers High, on the most 
part accepted. Misty Dawn exercised at the gym and 
worked out twice a week, plus jogged five miles three 
moorings a week when possible, but no less than two 
miles other times. This was in addition to her three 
times a week cheerleading training classes.

Misty Dawn's body was a trim and sleek 108 pounds that 
drew admiring glances from her male school mates or 
other men she simply passed by. Especially when wearing 
shorts or mini-skirts the adorable and pleasant 
teenager admitted to her self she loved the attention 
received from boys and older males.

Taking one last glance in the mirror, she decided to 
remove her thong so she could see how the shorts would 
look and how exposed she'd be without any panties. 
Another cheerleader, Amy Brandt had shown that she 
didn't wear any panties with her Flash Sports Outfit, 
and to her surprise, Misty Dawn could see Amy's small 
patch of maiden hair Amy grow above her sex, but she 
was shaved below the two inch size patch of pubes.

With her thong off, the sixteen year old girl could see 
the thick long hair at the top of her sex. There was 
also the small strips she didn't shave off along the 
lips of her cute little toy box. For a brief moment she 
reached down and fluffed the thick growth, being 
unaware that on the other side of the mirrors were men 
observing her, but five high powered video cameras 
recording her in digital image through the mirrors on 
the front and ends of the changing room.

This part of the business was the main money making arm 
of the company the two young males owned. Selling of 
the videos and the price to sit in the comfortable air 
conditioned room watching females change into the 
outfits they considered purchasing. Those men who were 
lucky enough to be in the viewing room when the real 
action commenced in the dressing got additional action 
for their money.

Slipping on the first Flash Sports Outfit she had 
selected, a light blue colored material with geometric 
patterns, Misty Dawn found it looked terrific on her. 
Then she confirmed that if she moved her legs just 
right, Amy was correct and her toy box was highly 
visible. 

"Boy will this knock Brandon Morrison's socks off when 
treating him to his first view of my cute little toy 
box.

That sexy jock has been trying to feel me up from our 
first date, and on our sixth date he was an ass and 
grabbed my boob and sneaked his hand on my panty 
covering my toy box. That was his mistake, because if 
he had pleaded with me a little longer I was going to 
undress. But I would have made him undress as well as I 
want to see what a guy looks like in the buff. One 
thing is certain, Brandon is consistent and has asked 
me to undress so many times on each of our dates I 
can't begin to guess how many times he asked me and 
only wasted his breath asking I get naked for his 
jollies.

Chucking to her self as she looked in the mirror and 
posed in various ways to see how her toy box would look 
and be able to be seen in the shorts, knew that Brandon 
would want her to go to his or her room on the ship and 
attempt to have her undress. Heck does he think I don't 
realize that if I undress it will be only minutes until 
he does me and takes my virginity. Even I know that a 
girl only undress for one reason and that is for "s-e-
x" and I think I'm ready to do it like the other girls 
let guys do them. But I'm afraid it will hurt.

Yep, he can just look at me for as long as he wants 
when I have this on and we are alone. Guess what 
Brandon, you will get to see my toy box, but only when 
I'm wearing one of these outfits - I think someone else 
will see me nude when we get back from the cruise.

But you won't be the only one getting their jollies 
seeing my little toy box. Heck fire I just might let 
Mr. Walsh see me. I believe I know the answer, but I 
wonder for certain what Mr. Steve Walsh meant the day 
after Social Studies when he told me, "Misty Dawn you 
are the best cheerleader I've ever seen at Chambers. 
Boy would I love to see more of you - and it's a shame 
you can't stay at Chambers forever."

Turning in various positions, and even standing with 
her foot on the bench so she could experiment with how 
to pose and allow as much of her toy box to be 
displayed as possible. "Wow, I swear it shows my toy 
box split apart and the inside shows, I'll bet Steve 
would love to see me nude."

Brandon had asked her on their date the Saturday before 
leaving on the cruise, "Please undress so I can see all 
of you. This is our sixth date and so far you haven't 
allowed me a feel of your boobs. I promise not to touch 
you if you don't want, but I want to look at the entire 
girl I love."

She had been alone in her room with Brandon, while 
other members of her family were away from home at the 
time; Misty Dawn nearly gave in to the boy's request. 
Just before she commenced to unfasten her top, her 
nerves had stopped her from completely removing her 
clothing.

In what she knew was simply a way to stall the act of 
being nude with her boyfriend and if she become nude 
she would permit him to have sex with her if he asked. 
Something made her afraid of going all the way, and 
believed it was from all the tales other girls told in 
how it hurt to get them when getting their cherries 
popped.

Stopping in the removal of her clothes, though 
remaining in her bra and thong style panty, the 
precocious teenager knew a considerable expanse of her 
body was visible to her teen boyfriend's eyes. Looking 
at the cute boy sitting on her bed, she could see his 
erection pushing against the slacks he was wearing. Now 
as she stood in her undies, Misty Dawn enjoyed the 
knowledge she could make Brandon get a boner.

Smiling at the knowledge she caused Brandon to become 
erect by permitting him to see her dressed in the 
pretty bra, and especially viewing lots of her butt 
from the thong she was wearing as she rotated in a 
small circle in front of him. One thing was certain, 
her tong didn't cover much as it consisted of nothing 
but a two inch waist band, and a triangle patch from 
the top of her panty and narrowed to practically 
nothing at the bottom.

With her back towards Brandon, the teenage girl decided 
to give the boy an even more exotic look at her butt 
and she reached behind her and pulled the string from 
between her butt cheeks and all the way to one side. 
Misty Dawn knew that her boyfriend wasn't able to any 
more of her body by her teasing act than when the strip 
of material was pulled between her buttocks.

"Oh man Misty Dawn - gezz but you're one hot looking 
girl! May I touch you hips; please?" and getting no 
reply if he could or couldn't touch the round smooth 
hips of the girl he loved, reached out until his 
fingers rested on her globes. As in slow motion Brandon 
eased his middle finger to the top of her hips and then 
slid it down in the crease, but didn't attempt to push 
the hips apart to touch her in the intimate way he 
wanted to do.

"Do you like seeing me like...?" she asked and bent 
over so her hips parted and presented her parted hips 
to her boyfriend's eyes. Misty Dawn didn't realize her 
pink and puckered anus would be visible to the boy she 
was teasing. When she felt Brandon's finger caress and 
then press against the center of her widely spread hips 
her body tingled and for a few seconds allowed the boy 
to explore the outer edges of her anus.

Straightening up, she felt her body become a tangle of 
nerves in the knowledge something was happening she 
never knew was part of being intimate. Her mind 
considered telling Brandon he could remove her two 
remaining items of clothing and make love to her.

Then Misty Dawn knew fear in her even thinking of 
having sex, but she turned to face the boy who had 
touched her in the most intimate spot of her body. Two 
more times she twisted around in a small circle as she 
teased the boy, on the first turn she eased the cup of 
her left breast down to completely expose her breast 
and she saw his eyes fastened on her nipple as if they 
were a magnet.

Stopping in the turning of her body entirely on the 
second rotation, there was less than a foot's distance 
between the two of them. With a smile on her face that 
was actually a wicked look in a teasing way, Misty Dawn 
moved her legs apart and her feet were spread three 
feet or so and her right hand moved to touch the 
material of her thong. Slowly she eased the material to 
the right side of her body and she knew Brandon being 
seated on the bed placed his eyes directly on a level 
with her pubic area.

She continued easing the material away from her sex and 
knew her toy box was being seen by a boy. When Brandon 
reached out to touch her, Misty Dawn stepped back, and 
still holding her thong away from her sex, spoke in a 
soft voice. "No - no Brandon, you mustn't touch me 
there. Just look for a moment," and as she spoke eased 
the material back over her toy box. Was she wicked by 
the performance in exposing her body in such a 
flirtatious manner?

With a need to know being the prominent thing in her 
mind at the moment, she asked, "Did you enjoy seeing me 
for just a moment - you want more don't you darling?" 
and knew that she must dress before it leads to sex. 
Her body shook in the realization of her boldness and 
her exposing her body to someone for the first time 
although she considered the act as a tease.

Yes Misty Dawn thought, except for the small strip of 
material that connects to the one inch or so of cloth 
at the underside of her toy box and up to the waist 
band in the center of her back she knew all of her hips 
and even some of the lips on each side of her toy box, 
and most certainly some hair on her lips were able for 
Brandon to see.

Now the teen was glad she had removed her top and 
skirt. Thinking that she had given him more than enough 
of a show and seeing he was erect, Misty Dawn was 
certain if she took off the last two items of her 
clothes, she would certainly end up having sex. I'm not 
ready for that just yet she determined. Replacing her 
clothes as she spoke in what she considered a sexy and 
enticing voice to make sure he didn't get mad, "Brandon 
honey let's save it for the cruise."

Brandon's sexual desires were at a peek in thinking he 
was about to see the loveliest girl he had ever known 
undress in his presence. Looking at Misty Dawn in her 
lacy bra and matching thong panty allowed him to view 
nearly all of the unadulterated girl's body. Darn it 
all to heck, I almost saw her nude sex and one breast, 
and she let me see and touch her butt hole. Holy Moses 
and man do I ever want to gaze at those luscious boobs 
and cute little pussy again. There was also in his mind 
that he wanted sex with Misty Dawn and with any luck 
she will eventually be completely undresses and I'll 
get her cherry like I did with the other girls.

Unable to remove her clothes entirely, she made a 
comment to postpone the need to remove her clothes for 
her teen boyfriend. Lying as she spoke, but in order to 
stall the act of fully undressing for Brandon, Misty 
Dawn told him, "I promise to undress on the cruise and 
you will see all of me - every little bit and maybe 
more, okay darling? Brandon, you must promise not to 
touch me. Promise me you won't get funny when I undress 
for you on the cruise. Tell me darling, did you like 
what I did and let you see? What was it like when you 
touched my b-butt and did you enjoy?" She moved to sit 
next to Brandon and hugged him and had decided to let 
him see her nude and if he tried, she would accede to 
having sex with him - her first time.

"You are telling me the truth? I will finally get to 
see you in the nude on the cruise? Will you do it on 
the first night?" and kissed her with teen passions 
that including slipping his tongue into Misty Dawn's 
mouth.

Having a boy try, much less actually put his tongue in 
her mouth Misty Dawn found revolting and she broke the 
kiss immediately. "Now look Brandon - you know I told 
you on our first date, kissing like that is gross. You 
need to leave now, or I won't let you see me nude on 
the cruise."

Expressing to the senior football star and who had made 
the state first team, "I had just decided to let you 
see me nude, you had to ruin it for me. You need to 
leave - maybe I'll undress for you, but it depends on 
not pushing me and for some reason you just caused me 
to think it's embarrassing."

"Damn it Misty Dawn, don't be a fucking cock teaser," 
and suddenly shoved his hand under her skirt and onto 
her panty covered crotch while his other hand moved to 
cup her right breast.

Hearing Brandon say such a nasty thing to her and his 
physical assault of her body by his hands had told her 
she wouldn't do anything ever again with Brandon. On 
the cruise I will find other guys to mess with, just to 
tease him. Now as she stood in the dressing room in one 
of the three shorts outfits, she knew that allowing the 
guy who might have been her first, will get to see what 
he will never have. She wondered if Brandon had told 
his friends what she had done in her room with her, and 
especially his putting his finger on her butt.

Slipping out of the first outfit and putting on the red 
set with the top made with stars and strips like the 
flag, noted it was cut even more daring. Under the flap 
of the bottoms it showed the shorts were cut out on the 
left leg and up across her stomach and pubic area. The 
way the shorts were cut permitted all of her sex and 
tummy to be exposed when the skirt part of the bottoms 
was pulled to one side. This showed off her cute toy 
box to an extreme. "Boy, I wonder what my good friend 
Steve Walsh will think when I stand by him on the ship 
in these shorts and top?

Removing the revealing set of clothing and once more 
standing nude before the mirrored walls Misty Dawn felt 
a strange sexual excitement. Simply knowing the pubic 
area of her body would be visible to any male she 
choose to make it blatantly obviously she wanted him to 
see her private body parts turned her on and she became 
heated with desire.

Sitting down on the bench seat, with her legs spread 
apart in front of her, the adorable teen girl looked in 
the mirror at the image of her toy box. The thought of 
masturbation entered her mind, and this was something 
Misty Dawn had only performed a few times in her life. 
Actually she was afraid to touch her self and did so 
only when her nerves became peaked with sexual needs 
and it was necessary to bring much needed relief. 
Although she wasn't truly religious, her Catholic 
upbringing had installed a fear of "touching one's 
self" and this alone had mostly curtailed the need for 
self sex.

Now her needs had came to a surface when planning how 
the shorts would permit her to have a male see her 
naked charms. Her fingers moved to touch her pubes and 
used them to slowly stroke and pull the blonde mass of 
hairs. Slowly as if she was afraid to touch her sex, 
her fingers finally found the damp slit between the 
lips of her sex and touch the intimate area. Up and 
down her fingers moved in the narrow crevasse. 
Eventually she touched her clitoral hood and pressed 
the round ball at the end of the miniature penis shaped 
part of her vulva.

Misty Dawn felt her clitoris immediately respond to her 
touch and her fingers begin a rubbing and stroking of 
her clit and slowly it started building her body toward 
a climax. Then the touch became nearly violent as she 
rubbed harder and faster and for the first during the 
few times she masturbated, her left hand reached to cup 
her breasts, one after the other. Her climax peaked and 
her body shook as her orgasm rolled over and though her 
body.

"Hooo, ohhhhh yes... Steve I'm coming for you! Aughhhh 
Steve, oh gosh Steve you make it so good!" she cried 
out with images of her teacher being the one to bring 
her orgasm to an end. Even the act of sex with the 
instructor was part of her fantasy as she climaxed, and 
Misty Dawn's legs kicked out in front of her and they 
spread wide apart and unwitting she displayed her 
parted labium to those watching or recording her from 
the opposite side of mirrored dressing room.

Unknown to her, and something that had never happened 
before with the other girls, the act of masturbation 
was captured on digital cards and on video film by the 
cameras on the opposite side of the mirrors. Even the 
dozen men watching the scene were surprised and most 
had pulled their erections from their pants and shot 
off during the action in the dressing room.

Slowly reality came back to Misty Dawn, and she stood 
and slipped on the outfit Dado referred to as the 
wedding set. It was satin and lace and had ivory 
colored material that intersperses with the white lace 
and satin.

The upper part of the top was lace inserts within the 
satin and allowed the top of the garment to expose 
nearly all of Misty Dawn's breasts. She leaned forward 
and it fell away to reveal her rather small areolas and 
saw in the mirrors her pointed nipples. "Boy, this is 
something else to wear. Will Steve like this," she 
asked her self and realized she had somehow become hung 
up on the teacher. "Will I let him do me if he makes a 
move on me - oh yes, guess I will. Steve you are more 
than welcome to be my first?" and she turned to look in 
the mirrors at her image dressed in the shorts set.

The satin material was an elastic material and the 
skirt part was more like an apron. The back of her 
right hip was mostly covered but, the front of her 
upper right thigh was nothing but a strap across to the 
left leg and the inside of the left leg of the shorts 
was only four small straps that ran from the center of 
her left thigh across the material on the inside center 
of her thigh and thusly her entire lower body was in 
effect totally exposed.

Misty Dawn loved how her sex looked in the satin and 
lace and moved her finger to once more touch her clit. 
"Gosh, if Steve was here," she thought aloud. "My 
favorite teacher would soon have my virginity. Oh heck, 
any boy could have me now. Why do I feel so heated?"

The young teen had enjoyed the coconut drink and wished 
she had another. Once more she studied her self in the 
mirrors and turned from one side to the other, bent 
over to look at her youthful perky breasts. Again she 
looked under the apron like front. Looking at the back 
of the shorts she noted her buttocks were covered so 
nothing would appear to indicate what was available to 
anyone she wished to see her most intimate sexual 
parts. 

Then Misty Dawn heard a tap on the door while again 
thinking of her Social Studies teacher and wondering 
what it would be like to have sex with an older man. He 
is my father's age... and her sexual imagination of 
what it would be like to have the older man penetrate 
her virgin body was again interrupted by another knock 
on the door.

"Yes. Am I taking too long - I'm sorry," Misty Dawn 
said in response to the soft knock on the door.

The voice she recognized as belonging to Barth replied, 
"Your fine, I picked out a couple more outfits for you 
to try on, and a bathing suit that if you like you may 
have free for any three items you purchase. Also I have 
another coconut drink for you to quench your thirst. 
May I come in - are you dressed for company Senorita?" 
the voice ended with a playful laugh at the final 
words.

"Si. I'm dressed for company senor, actually for my 
wedding... night, yes senor for my wedding night, and 
she asked herself, "What kind of company is excluded 
from the wonderful clothes they make and I have tried 
on?" she asked herself.

Before Barth entered the dressing room, Misty Dawn 
stood by the door and remarked, "At the moment I'm in 
my wedding gown, so if you are my handsome, newly wed 
husband, Senor Barth, come on in to see what life has 
forced upon you." Misty Dawn had spoken the stage like 
acting speech in a sing-song voice. Her body was 
heightened from trying on the outfits, masturbation and 
lastly her thoughts of Steve Marsh being her first. She 
hoped the handsome black male enjoyed viewing her 
dressed in his designer shorts, or undressed she 
thought if I try them out on a gay man, I needn't worry 
he'll assault me.

The door opened and Misty Dawn looked at the surprise 
across Barth's face as he gazed at the bridal shorts 
set she was wearing. Her body had seemed to become more 
heated as she had stood looking at her self in the 
mirrors after dressing in the satin set, and enjoyed 
seeing the look of appreciation cross the young man's 
face.

Taking the drink from Barth, she sipped several times 
before asking, "So you like me in your feature outfit?" 
and she sat down on the wide bench and took the 
additional outfits from Barth's hands and looked at 
each one for some time. Then she asked, "May I try on 
the bathing suit?"

"But of course," and he picked up his drink and took a 
couple of sips.

Seeing Barth wasn't leaving the room, she thought, and 
highly incorrectly, he and Dado are gay, so he won't 
think anything of my undressing in front of him. 
Besides I've always wondered what gay men think if they 
see nude females. "Hee-hee," Misty Dawn giggled as she 
unfastened the top she was wearing and exposed her firm 
and very pointed breasts.

Her hands eased the bottoms off as she stood bent over 
with her hips toward Barth and knew he must be about to 
die having a girl show her butt to him. Turning back 
around she stood for a moment facing the man, then she 
straddled the bench seat with her sex somewhat open by 
her legs being spread wide by the seat. Picking up the 
bathing suit once again she noted it was nothing but a 
criss-cross of material in straps.

"Your clothes are so revealing. This bathing suit 
doesn't cover much," Misty Dawn remarked as she studied 
the material. She noticed Barth studying her body and 
wondered how embarrassed she was making a gay feel by 
her being so openly nude before him?

"This suit is called Papillion and represents a 
butterfly in flight. On you it will look perfect. Your 
skin is a luxury all women must wish they had. You have 
a luscious look about you - so innocent looking, and I 
don't mean that in an impersonal manner.

As he spoke Barth allowed his fingers to trail gently 
from her forearms and up until they eased across her 
shoulders. Slowly his fingers teased the smooth skin of 
her neck in an impersonal touch which ensured he didn't 
wish to frighten the girl. Barth was aware of one thing 
and that was how he and Dado had made the women and 
girls believe they were gay and gained their 
confidence.

Standing to slip on the bathing suit, Misty Dawn was 
uncertain how to get the suit to fit as she thought it 
must cover her breasts and vagina. Looking at Barth she 
asked, "Could you help me with this thing? Isn't this 
similar to those suits called spaghetti bathing suits? 
I always wanted to try one of them on, but when I asked 
my mother about purchasing one she flipped out. Now she 
isn't around to complain."

"Sure, here. This strap goes over this breast," and as 
he spoke allowed his fingers to slide between the 
material and her erect nipple. Barth heard the quick 
intake of the girl's breath and the light jerk of her 
body. Yet she didn't protest nor attempt to move so his 
fingers weren't resting on the tip of her young solid 
breast. Repeating the action, he soon had both breasts 
covered and was amazed how hard the girl's breasts 
were.

Now came the part where only a few of the females ever 
moved from his actions, and normally they were older 
women in the thirties or forties. He and Dado were 
always surprised when the teen or younger girls stood 
quietly and allowed their fingers to touch them in an 
intimate way.

Once twin sisters became a part of their action and 
they were just short of their thirteenth birthday. They 
had strange birthmarks and permitted both Dado and 
Barth to touch the mole on their Mons Veneris. The mole 
was just at the top of the cleft on their mons. They 
each had a unique mole that rose up from the skin with 
a few hairs growing out of the dark raised mole.

What made things interesting was the fact they hadn't 
reached the degree of adolescence where hair grow on 
the mons or labium. That fact didn't keep them from 
becoming vocal and animated when they were subjected to 
a cock in their youthful snatches. Barth had watched 
the video of his getting the twelve year old girl's 
cherry and she had screeched and punched at him when he 
was fully embedded deep in her young body. The camera 
had captured her youthful slender legs kicking out and 
waving around in the air as she was drilled by his 
cock.

To his surprise he had listened to the girl ask him, 
"Could we do it again - only not so hard?" The girls 
were reported missing, but they were never found. One 
of the men watching them from the opposite side of the 
dressing room was a wealthy man from Brazil and the 
twins were placed on board his very large yacht and 
taken to one of his many estates in South America. That 
was the only time such activity took place from the 
business and Dado and Barth both understood such 
criminal activity could draw attention to them.

Dado had an experience with a wealthy tobacco company 
heiress who drank four of the coconut cocktails and she 
was insatiable when it came to sex. She asked Dado to 
find a couple more males to help her enjoy the total 
day in the dressing room. Dado had gone to the viewing 
room and found three young males who were more than 
happy to mix it up with the forty something heiress.

The videos of the woman, as were those of all females 
who were involved in sex in the dressing room were sent 
to Copenhagen and Brussels for coping and distribution. 
The biggest market for such videos was tourist from 
Japan. Such videos weren't legal in Japan so the men 
would take the cassettes apart and only take the tape 
and eventually when digital disk became available they 
were used as well for distribution. The videos of the 
twins and the heiress were the biggest sellers, but 
Barth knew that the American girl would likely be the 
best seller ever. 

Yet nearly all of the females believed in some form of 
their imagination that Dado and I were gay, Barth 
thought. Usually the girls had spoken of our being gay 
after having been sexual involved with us and wondered 
how a gay could be with a woman. When they found out 
the truth, the surprise on their faces and the comments 
they made when knowing we were straight showed somewhat 
of an image of having been had, and not in the sexual 
meaning.

Now this lovely girl stood still and as he pulled the 
material so it covered her sexual parts, she didn't ask 
he not touch her. Although at the first contact of his 
fingers on her hair and lastly her vaginal lips, she 
flinched and her hips jerked backward, but her body 
didn't move away from the contact of his fingers.

"I'm Barth, and what is your name pretty one?" he asked 
as he removed his fingers from inside the suit, but 
ensured they eased up between her damp labium and 
across her clit. Then he spoke with an animated manner 
with his hands and voice in a manner that he was gay. 
He closed his comments by telling the girl, 
"Perfection, oh Senorita you are perfection in this 
suit. Dado won't know what he is missing in not viewing 
you in this bathing suit. Knowing in the future this 
will be worn by you is so wonderful, and you may have 
the suit even if you don't purchase any of the short 
sets."

"You're giving me this suit? Oh by the way, my name is 
Misty Dawn. So you're Barth and the other man is Dado - 
what lovely names. Do you think I'm really as pretty 
and nice as you've said I was?" and she reached out and 
hugged Barth.

"You are a very special young lady. The boys must be 
all over you because you are truly a knock out. How old 
are you Misty Dawn? A very unique and lovely name and 
it fits you. Oh if I had photos of you in this suit I 
would be so pleased to hang them on the walls of our 
shop."

"Really, you want to put my photos on your wall? Misty 
Dawn thought that no one would ever know it was her in 
the photos if she allowed him to take pictures of her 
in the suit, but she could see in the mirrors that her 
maiden hair was showing because the material of the 
suit was only large enough to cover the lips of her toy 
box. Then she remarked, "Barth I'm sixteen. Do you 
really want to place my pics on your shop walls?"

"Oh yes I would love to have your face and body grace 
the walls of our shop. So tell me Misty Dawn, if you 
wore this with your boyfriends I cannot imagine that he 
wouldn't be removing it and doing those things he 
enjoyed before the suit, only he would be so turned on 
looking at you in the suit he would attack you 
constantly and never allow you to leave him again."

"Your silly and funny thinking like that. Heck, I'm 
still the innocent little girl - yep, a full fledged 
virgin. Honest Barth I've never done anything. No one 
has ever touched me like you did a little while ago, 
and your touching me wasn't sexual, but professional. 
Boy do I feel hot and not heat hot," she said. Misty 
Dawn didn't realize the two drinks were laced with a 
local aphrodisiac and she was now enjoying and having 
sexual fantasies as she looked at the attractive black 
male.

Moving so she was standing against Barth, she asked 
him, "Help me take this off. Would you not be upset, 
because I know you're gay, but would you touch me like 
you did before? Barth, I've never been fully seen by a 
male before and I have never seen a guy naked before. 
Please don't be mad, but would you undress and allow me 
to see what a man looks like?"

Looking at the lovely girl, he spoke in a gentle voice, 
"That is something else that you're requesting I do... 
Misty Dawn, what a nice name, if you want that I will 
try to do as you ask because you are so lovely and kind 
and most of all honest. Touching you will be hard to 
do, and not like when I was adjusting your bathing 
suit," Barth told the girl and knew the drugs were 
taking her to a place she hadn't expected. That place 
would be on the wide bench she sat on while he and the 
others observed her masturbating not that long before.

Slowly he pulled the straps from the girl's body and 
knowing she was a virgin was a thrill he didn't expect, 
and he looked forward to being with her in such passion 
he wondered if he could keep from ejaculating in his 
clothes.

Once she was nude, Misty Dawn asked, "May I undress you 
Barth. I will not insult you if you wish me to stop 
while doing so?" and she felt the need to be touched 
and realized she desired to be penetrated by a male's 
penis. Why do I feel so sexed up and wanting to be 
taken? Never have I felt such a need, and I hope that 
once I have him undressed, and even though he is gay, 
that Barth won't refuse to take me. Gosh, is this how 
virgins feel their first time to be with a guy? One 
thing is certain, I've never felt this passion around 
any guy before and that includes Brandon."

Now the time had come and as she kneeled before Barth, 
the only remaining piece of clothing left was his silk 
boxer shorts. At last I will see a male sex thing, and 
what will it look like? I can see it must be erect as 
it's pushing his boxers out towards me. Her hands eased 
Barth's underwear down his legs and as they did, his 
penis came into view.

"Oh Misty Dawn, I hope you're not disappointed in what 
I have for an organ," the muscular youth said and 
wanted to smile but dared not.

"No - oh my Barth are all men this large. I thought 
guys were like six inches, as that is what I'm always 
hearing or reading about. You are - are," and as she 
spoke used her fist one over the other and up the 
nearly black skin covering Barth's erection and found 
it was as long as three of her fist as she moved them 
on top of each other; "you must be nearly ten inches 
long."

"Does my cock bother you Misty Dawn... is it too black 
for you?" and as he asked felt her hands squeezing him 
tightly.

"No, oh heavens no. I love its dark black and it's so 
hard and the black color of the wood from an Asian 
ebony tree. So beautifully black and not only long, but 
so thick I can't begin to close my hand around your 
black stem - your cock. "May I call it Black Beauty, 
and I don't say that to insult you?"

"You use the name of a horse in a book and movie. Of 
course you may use that name," Barth replied as the 
young was squeezing his erection.

Misty Dawn looked at the thick erection and in a soft 
voice remarked, "The end looks like deep purple 
velvet," and as she spoke gave it something she had 
previously believed she could never allow her self to 
do. Her lips kissed the smooth end and then all around 
the length of the long thick tube.

While continuing to kiss Barth's cock, Misty Dawn 
asked, is the part I'm kissing the head - the head of 
your cock?" and her body shuddered as she opened her 
mouth in the belief she would perform oral sex. The sex 
she had previously determined had to be disgusting.

Her mouth couldn't get past the thick cock head, and 
after a few moments she whispered, "Barth... I call my 
sex... my... toy box. Is that a bad name for my sex?" 
and she wanted the handsome black man to make her a 
woman.

"Your toy box - I've never heard a pussy called a toy 
box. Misty Dawn you have a very lovely toy box - very 
small and tight," and Barth used his finger to touch 
her clitoral hood and then ran his finger up and down 
the small penis like aperture and finally rested the 
tip of his finger on the clit at the end of the hood 
that was partially hidden within the foreskin of the 
sex organ.

Setting up next to him, Misty Dawn whispered, "Make me 
a woman... and I know you might not want to do as I 
wish, but would you kiss my sex like men do with women. 
If you can't because you're... because you're gay I 
will understand."

Knowing if he spoke he might laugh as the lovely 
creature still believed he was gay. He eased her back 
on the wide bench after having her sit at the end and 
then lay her back with her legs wide and open for him 
to do with as he pleased. Before him was a virgin and 
the image of her sex was without doubt the most lovely 
pussy he had ever had the pleasure to look at and 
inside. He could see she was tight and her hymen was 
close to the front and eased his finger against it to 
test the thickness as the opening was small.

"Augh Barth that hurt. What did you do darling?" she 
asked and didn't know her hymen was thick.

Barth had known her hymen would be a tough one to 
breech, and confirmed such after he touched her 
virginity. "Sorry Misty Dawn, I will be gentle making 
love to such a lissome young woman. A woman who is like 
a vixen from heaven, and I don't mean vixen in a 
derogatory way my sweet Misty Dawn. Your sex is truly 
lovely and your legs are the most perfect I have ever 
seen."

Finally his lips played all over the lovely sex between 
the girl's legs and enjoyed licking her young sex and 
lapping at her clitoris until he felt her hips bump up 
from the bench and her hands pulled his face tight 
against her sex. Her legs moved behind his head as she 
climaxed and uttered the sound like a wolf howling out 
its lonesome and desolate dark of night call.

The building of her orgasm was like a perpetual and 
unending release of her sexual peeks and Misty Dawn 
felt overwhelmed as her release hit so hard and quickly 
she didn't care what anyone thought, she wanted this 
feeling to never end. She sobbed and cried out, 
"Ummmmm... eeeyieee, oh, what is happening to me... 
Barth... your tongue... I'm coming darling..."

Rising up and using his strong hands, Barth eased the 
girl up further on the bench and moved on top of her. 
Knowing the girl was still enjoying the after glow of 
her experience, he eased his cock against the narrow 
lipped channel of her sex. Using his hand to move his 
thick cock head between her labium, Barth eased far 
enough inside the young pussy to lodge the thick head 
of his cock so he was aligned in the proper pathway 
before making what would have to be a sudden tearing 
and hurtful plunge through the virgin membrane that lay 
before his cock.

Misty Dawn felt her sex being parted and couldn't 
believe she could stretch enough to allow the blunt end 
of Barth's cock head to spread he open. Then the unique 
pain struck her as the cock head reached and pressed 
against her hymen. "My, oh my Barth, oh the feeling is 
so... it hurts like that darling... aughhh, Barth be 
gentle."

With a sudden shove forward and unable to enter fully, 
Barth pulled back and then made a vicious thrust once 
more into the small cavity of Misty Dawn's sex, and it 
was met with resistance initially, but the next jolt 
against the cherry completed its trip and he was soon 
jammed deep inside the lovely girl's sex.

"For God's sake you're killing me... oh my toy box... 
Barth augh, oh yes Barth oh my God, oh you're in 
me...darling wait a moment," Misty Dawn pleaded and 
understood her virginity was no more. She was no longer 
the maiden girl her mother was constantly saying she 
was.

After a minute's time and having made some short and 
easy moves, Barth was finally able to work his thick 
cock back and forth in the narrow sex of the girl. He 
was more than pleased in finding this delightful girl 
and wished that it didn't need to end after this one 
day. He spoke gently and relevant to the girl, "Oh 
Misty Dawn I feel so honored. Not only was I the first 
to get you off, but you just gave me your toy box's 
cherry. Thank you my love - thank you. I don't suppose 
you would like to live her on this island?"

And for the next ten minutes Barth took the girl and 
felt and heard her get off before he unleashed a load 
of his semen deep inside her tight toy box. "Oh Misty 
Dawn I'm going off in you... I'm coming... gee I just 
cummed in you."

On the other side of the mirrors the cameras captured 
the best photos and videos ever taken in the dressing 
room. There wasn't one cock that wasn't being stroked 
throughout the ordeal the girl endured. Dado was among 
those watching and wished that somehow he could get 
with the lovely American. But alas, he got his cherries 
in the past and this time the luck belonged to Barth in 
getting such a delightful girl for her first time.

In another hour Misty Dawn had sex for the second time 
in her life. At the end of that time, the sixteen year 
old girl discovered both the pain and pleasure of anal 
sex for her third sex with a man. When the anal sex was 
over, Misty Dawn told Barth, "I'm happy you did my 
butt, and I can tell you for a certainty that no one 
else shall ever do that with me again. My god I feel 
like a log was shoved up me. I must ask you to see if 
I'm bleeding back there?"

Now the pretty teen girl was standing in the offices of 
the cruise line and a cruise line worker told her, "A 
plane will fly you to meet your group at the next 
island. The ship will dock this evening, so you must 
leave for the airport immediately in order to catch up 
with your group."

With the story of her shopping and missing the ship the 
day before as the man topic of conversation, Misty Dawn 
was the center of attention. She was wearing the stars 
and strips shorts outfit and standing by the railing 
speaking with Mr. Walsh. Moving so her body was 
displayed to her teacher, she decided to go for broke 
and asked, "Steve, don't you have a cabin by yourself?"

He was looking at the breast of the girl as she stood 
next to him, and the top had fallen away, and he knew 
the teen's action was giving him a choice view of her 
breast and nipple. In disbelief he looked as she 
twisted so the bottom of the suit fell away and 
revealed her pubes and part of her sex was visible. 
Deciding the game was dangerous, but his mind told him 
to go for whatever the teenager was offering, replied, 
"Yes, it is two doors from your room. Am I getting 
company?" he asked in a whisper.

"Tell me the truth, can you keep anything that might 
occur a secret?" and then Misty Dawn asked, "See 
anything that makes you hungry? Steve - may I call you 
Steve; you have something I desire and need and need 
now. Go to your cabin and I will follow you and knock 
on your door a couple minutes after you get in your 
cabin."

Looking at the young beauty, Steve thought of all the 
reasons he should decline the invitation, but instead 
he asked, "Rumor has it you're a virgin. Are you Misty 
Dawn?"

Smiling as she consider her reply and stretching the 
meaning of the term man, Misty Dawn finally replied, 
"Steve my love, you will be the first man to ever enter 
me. Promise to be gentle with me - our first time."

Three hours later, and Mother Nature gave Misty Dawn a 
nice surprise for Steve, as her period started while 
having his hard cock buried deep in her body. That 
Steve wasn't as thick as Barth didn't matter to the 
teen girl. What matter was he was longer and during the 
five times she took her teacher, she made him finally 
beg her to give him a rest? She walked to her cabin and 
stepping in the shower could feel the come from Steve 
easing from her body.

Two years later she was a college freshman and was the 
only one on the football teams cheerleading squad. 
Walking to her dorm, she was greeted by a familiar 
voice, "Ho Misty Dawn, wait up."

Looking at the sound of the voice saw Steve Marsh 
approaching her. In a few minutes she discovered he was 
teaching at the university while working on his 
doctorate. Accepting his invitation to half a cup of 
coffee with him, she sat sipping the hot drink and in 
moments had agreed to go with him to his off campus 
apartment.

To his total surprise, he listened as the attractive 
coed informed him, "My darling Steve, I had no idea you 
were on campus, but I must tell you something. Since 
you and I were on the cruise, not one other male member 
has parted my toy box. Now you bring me something I've 
been wanting for two years."

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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