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A World Away
by this guy (thisguy.1066@gmail.com)
***
He's a young high school student walking in a park who
falls through a hole in time... off a cliff, into dense
forest where he encounters a stunning woman. She takes
him prisoner, feeds him, and fucks him and oh, so much
more. (Fdom/mf-teens, sci-fi, time travel, bd)
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1: FIRST NIGHT IN THE FOREST
My name is John Smith, before you ask: yes that's my
real name; it sounds made up, I know. I'm a fairly
average seventeen-year-old guy; I just finished my
junior year of high school. Despite begin fairly smart,
I've never been good at taking tests. Needless to say I
find the end-of-year exams very stressful. One of my
teachers had said she liked to go for walks in nature
when she needed to de-stress: I figured it was worth a
shot.
So there I was calmly, quietly walking along a fairly
flat trail in a fairly flat section of woods at the
State park by myself. Suddenly a bright light appeared
in front of me. Even more suddenly, I was falling: I
must have stepped off the edge of a cliff...a pretty
good trick considering how flat the ground around the
trail I was on was. After free-falling about thirty
feet, maybe a little more, I hit the ground at the
bottom of the cliff; stumbled and began rolling down a
hill. That's the last thing I remember before "the
lights when out."
When I came to; the back of my head hurt like hell, my
ears were ringing, and my vision was more than a little
bit blurry. "Ough," I groaned, stretching my arms and
legs. Thankfully I hadn't broken anything. It was
painfully obvious that I had hit the back of my head on
something during my rolling decent down the hill. I sat
up and put my hand on the back of my head: it was most
definitely tender and felt a bit swollen, but I didn't
feel any obvious cuts or abrasions... I glanced at my
hand: it was normal color... I must not be bleeding...
thank god.
I rubbed my eyes: the blurriness mostly went away...
again, thank god. Looking around all I saw were plants:
on the ground it was most ferns and other forest under-
growth, looking up all I could see was the canopies of
massive trees towering above me.
Using the trunk of the massive tree next to me for
support, I managed to get my feet under me. I knew I
needed to find a trail If I wanted to get out of the
woods in the next few days, but which way to go? Rubbing
my ringing ears, for a moment I stood there thinking,
"...there's a river that runs along the edge of the
park... if I go down-hill I should eventually come to
the river..." Rubbing my ears seemed to reduce the
ringing a little... then it hit me: I had fallen a good
thirty feet or more at the cliff, and since I couldn't
see the cliff, had probably rolled even further. I
swallowed hard: my ears popped and the ringing was gone.
I began walking down-hill through the under-brush and
massive tree-trunks. I hadn't gone more than a dozen
steps when I felt like I was being watched. Attempting
to stay as alert as possible, I continued down the hill.
After another dozen steps I noticed something move in
the under-brush. Focusing on that spot I made-out what I
initially thought was a human form, "couldn't be," I
thought, "a person would have said something..."
Squinting my eyes, I saw nothing there but plant-life...
I took another two more steps.
"Gaz oou-pah ra!" words clearly, but in what language? I
froze, looked around, but saw no one. The wind
maybe...or maybe my ears were playing tricks on me... I
took another step.
"Gaz oou-pah ra!" The exact same sound: it had to be
words...I turned most of the way around. The leaves of a
fern rustled, I glanced down: there was a person
crouched-down under the fern. Fearing it was a child
who, like myself, had fallen of the unexpected cliff; I
bent over a bit to get a better look. What I saw was no
child: it was a woman. I couldn't see very much of her,
due to the fern. What I could see was longish straight
medium-brown hair, full-lips, well-toned arms, and a
large round metal pendant hanging down from her neck.
"Are you..." I began to speak. She interrupted me by
lunging up...out from under the fern. She was
brandishing a huge hunting (?) knife. Taking a step back
I raised my empty hands to show her I was un-armed. We
stood there like that (her pointing the knife at me, my
open empty hands above my head) for a few minutes while
she was trying to decide if I was a threat or not.
This was the first chance I really had to look at her,
as she had previously been hidden by the fern. She
looked to be a few years older than me (nineteen or
twenty, maybe); was stunningly beautiful: strong well-
formed facial features, a square-ish jaw, C-cup breasts,
a flat tummy, spectacularly curved hips, very well-
muscled legs, and smooth-hairless skin.
What she was wearing made her look all the better: her
middle of her shapely calves disappeared into the top of
a pair of Ugg-like fur-lined rough-hide boots, the large
round metal pendant was erotically nestled in her ample
cleavage, the leather scabbard for the knife was tied to
her right thigh.
She wore only two other pieces of clothing: a bra-like
top (with inch wide shoulder straps) and pantie like
bottoms (with knots tied over both hips); both of them
made from black and gray snake-skin, containing about
twice the amount of material in a typical bikini...they
left almost nothing to the imagination.
Despite her having a knife on me, the very sight of her
combined with me being a typically horny teenage boy was
causing my cock to inflate somewhat in my shorts. My god
I wanted to fuck her so badly. If I could just get her
to put away the knife...I smiled, lowered my right hand
slightly; pointing at myself I broke the silence,
"John," I pointed at myself again, "John."
"John..." she said, pointing the knife at me. I nodded
eagerly; hoping that she'd be less likely to try to kill
me, not to mention a lot more likely to sleep with me
(as if that was really going to happen), if she knew my
name. I pointed at her with my right hand, opened my
mouth a bit and tilted my head forward slightly, while
making a rolling motion with my left hand in an attempt
to ask her name.
"Mre-vha," she said pointing at herself with her free
hand. Thank god she had understood my gestures.
Pointing at her I spoke, "Mre-vha." She nodded. I
pointed back and forth between us, then to the knife.
Again it appeared she understood my gestures: she
smiled, pointed her free hand towards me then tapped her
wrists together. I could only assume she wanted me to
put my wrists together, so I did. Again she smiled,
before sheathing the huge knife in the leather scabbard
tied to her thigh.
I was in a state of disbelief when she reached into the
top of her "pants," pulled out a thin strip of leather,
and proceeded to tie it around my wrists. Mre-vha
grabbed my right wrist with her left hand. She reached
out with her now empty right hand and grabbed my crotch.
"Holy shit! She wanted to tie me up before fucking my
brains out," my horny teenage mind wished. She gave my
manly parts a firm squeeze, tilted her head to the side
a bit, and gave me a naughty smile. An instant later she
let go of my crotch. Still holding my right wrist with
her left hand, she began leading me down the hill.
We must have walked like that through the forest for a
full two hours in complete silence. Suddenly without
warning Mre-vha stopped us dead in our tracks. Turning
to face me, she put her finger to her lips then pointed
at me: obviously she wanted me to be quiet. She pointed
to her open mouth then at me. While I was fairly sure
she was asking if I was hungry, but I had to be certain:
so I opened my mouth and made chewing motions. With a
smile, she nodded. Being hungry I nodded back.
She pointed at me then down towards the ground. Assuming
she wanted me to get down, I squatted. She pointed to
the ground again, giving me a stern look: I sat. She let
go of my wrist for the first time since she had tied my
hands together, crouched down, and pulled out her giant
knife. After three deliberately delicate and completely
silent steps she dove into the under-brush.
For about 90 seconds there was a lot of rustling. Then
it stopped, Mre-vha emerged holding a dead rabbit. She
sat on the ground next to, giving me another opportunity
to leer at her stunning figure. I watched in a state of
stunned amazement as Mre-vha skinned then butchered the
rabbit: cutting its bloody flesh into small bite-sized
pieces.
She put a piece of the extremely fresh raw meat into her
mouth and proceeded to chew and swallow it. Having never
eaten rabbit or raw meat before, I was shocked by what I
was seeing. The next piece she offered to me: raw rabbit
meat dripping with blood...the very idea was almost
enough to make me want to vomit... Hunger, and fear of
my traveling companion/captor, forced me to open my
mouth and accept the piece of raw flesh she put between
my teeth.
The kill was so recent that the flesh was still warm
and, thanks to all the blood, very moist. I chewed and
swallowed, trying not to think about what I was eating.
We continued like that (her eating a piece, then putting
a piece into my mouth) until we had eaten the whole
rabbit.
After the meat was gone, Mre-vha began cleaning the
inside of the rabbit's fur. When that was done to her
satisfaction, she presented the now flesh-less piece of
fur to me. While I didn't feel right accepting it (she
had done all the work after-all); I didn't want to
offend her, (particularly after seeing what she had done
to the rabbit) so I nodded. She tucked the edge of the
piece of fur into the waistband of my shorts at my hip.
By this point it was beginning to get dark. Mre-vha
lifted up my arms and slid her stunning hairless body
in: between my arms (still tied together at the wrists)
and by body. Squatting over my thighs, she reached down
and began fiddling with the button and zipper on my
shorts. While she had the button at the waistband un-
done quickly, she had trouble with the zipper. Fearing
she was might get frustrated and use her knife on the
zipper; I squeezed her neck a bit with my forearms to
get her attention before pressing my thumbs together
against the back of her shoulder and making a downward
motion.
That was all it took: an instant later she managed to
un-zip my fly. She tugged my shorts down a bit...my cock
liked what was happening and began inflating. When she
noticed my boxers a puzzled look appeared on her face. A
few seconds after she began moving the fabric around
(clearly trying to figure out how to open them), my
semi-erect cock popped through the button-less slot that
was the fly of my boxers.
"HOLY SHIT!!!" I thought, "She ACTUALLY IS going to FUCK
me..." when I saw the lust in her emerald green eyes.
She took my semi-erect seventeen-year-old cock in the
hands and began squeezing and rubbing it. Once my cock
was fully up, and ready to go I noticed Mre-vha was
starting to drool. Keeping her right hand on my fully-
erect rigid cock she moved the crotch of her "pants" to
the side: exposing her hairless pubic region to me. She
began moving her hips forward: bringing her glorious
pussy closer to my cock...
Her pussy was less than half an inch from the head of my
cock when the worst possible thing happened: my butt-
cheeks tightened. My cock hadn't even made contact with
her slit and I was about to blow my load...the language
barrier between us wasn't going to help matters, since I
couldn't tell her what was about to happen...
Before I could say "CRAP" my balls drew up under my
cock, and I felt the cum surging up the little tube on
the underside of my cock. The first spurt of my hot,
thick, sticky, creamy-white, sperm-laden, teenage cum
spewed out of the little hole on the tip of my cock. It
fountained up nearly a foot into the air, in the small
space between our bodies, coming to land on my t-shirt.
Mre-vha's jaw fell open in disbelief.
A second later the second spurt followed the same
trajectory as the first, then a third and a fourth,
followed by a fifth.
When my orgasm ended; after five massive, gravity
defying spurts followed by one much smaller oozing
spurt, my cock (still in Mre-vha's right hand) remained
hard. I was about to hang my head in shame when I
noticed that even though she had closed her mouth, the
look of lust was still in her eyes. "Maybe I still have
a chance," I thought, "I just have to remain confident."
Smiling, I winked at the stunningly beautiful woman
squatting over my lap then using my (still tied-together
at the wrists) arms pulled her towards me. My confidence
was rewarded by the warm, wet, and soft thing that
touched the tip of my cock: Mre-vha's pussy.
An instant later the head of my cock had been swallowed
by her surprisingly tight pussy. I had only had sex
twice before (both of those times the girl asked me to
use a condom and I had said "yes"); if I had only known
how much better it felt without a condom.
After wrapping her arms around my neck, Mre-vha rolled
her hips forward: impaling her hot, wet pussy on my
cock; while, at the same time, bringing her knees to
rest on the ground on either side of my hips. With her
knees acting as hinges, she began bouncing up and down
on my seventeen-year-old cock. Over the sounds of the
forest a new sound appeared: a sound I'd never heard
before; a quiet squishing. When I realized it was the
sound of my bare cock slamming in and out of her wet
pussy I swore to myself that I'd never say "yes" when a
girl asks me use a condom ever again.
Perhaps 90 seconds after Mre-vha began bouncing on my
lap, the insides of her pussy began getting wetter and
hotter. Locking her fingers in the hair on the back of
my head, she leaned back. While I watched her bouncing
on my cock, staring at her spectacular breasts
constantly moving in the opposite direction as her body
in stunned amazement; the walls of Mre-vha's pussy began
to ripple around my cock.
I glanced up at her face just in time to see her eyes
roll-back in her head as her body began shaking and she
began panting: this stunning beauty I had only met a few
hours before was having an orgasm!
While I saw a girl have an orgasm before, I'd never
actually had my cock buried inside one while she was
having an orgasm. It felt absolutely incredible: the
walls of her pussy were quite literally milking my
cock... At that point it hit me: maybe she was having
the orgasm because of the skin-on-skin contact. If that
was true, I swore to myself that I'd never let a girl
make me use a condom ever again.
As Mre-vha's orgasm continued into its second minute, I
felt my butt-cheeks begin to tighten under me. I was
about to have another orgasm: this one inside her
incredibly hot, wet, sucking pussy. Wanting to have her
incredible breasts pressed against my chest when I shot
my load into her, I pulled Mre-vha back to my body with
my forearms. The instant her snakeskin clad breasts met
my chest; my hairy teenage balls drew up under my cock.
Half a second later the cum began surging up the little
tube on the underside of my cock.
I took a deep breath, exhaling as the first tablespoon-
sized spurt of my hot, thick, sticky, creamy-white,
sperm-laden, teenage cum spewed out of the little hole
on the tip of my cock, spraying deep inside Mre-vha's
pussy. The milking motion of her pussy walls quickly
sucked my first spurt of cum deep into her belly,
providing plenty of space for the second... Another deep
breath on my part, and the second spurt (which amazingly
felt even bigger than the first) erupted inside her
sucking pussy. Once again I felt cum I had just shot
into her pussy quickly whisked away from the tip of my
cock. Three more normal sized spurts of cum followed the
first two.
Mre-vha's orgasm suddenly subsided as I squeezed the
last of the cum in the little tube on the underside of
my cock into her pussy by flexing my cock muscles. I
wanted to thank her for letting me bust-a-nut in her
pussy, but there was that pesky language barrier. I
thought for a second before planting a kiss on her full
lips. When I broke the kiss she gave me a quizzical
look, then pressed her lips against mine: kissing me
back.
Smiling, she let go of the hair on the back of my head.
Rocking her hips back, she both returned to a squatting
position and dismounted her well-fucked pussy form my
rapidly softening cock. The obscene slurping sound
returned my gaze to her crotch.
By the dim light of the setting sun, for the very first
time in my life, I saw my very own hot, thick, sticky,
creamy-white, sperm-laden, teenage cum ooze out of a
living breathing woman's just fucked pussy: I don't
think I had felt such a sense of accomplishment at any
previous point in my life... Mre-vha repositioned the
crotch of her "pants" over her pussy before climbing off
my lap. She sat on the ground next to me, resting her
head on my shoulder; thanks to a bit of wiggling on her
part my arms (still tied together at the wrists) were
now wrapped around her lower ribcage.
As I drifted off into a sound sleep a part of me loved
the idea that my arms were wrapped around Mre-vha's
body...in some way it made me feel as though I was
protecting her. It's probably a bit silly, seeing as
Mre-vha is probably the one woman in the whole world who
doesn't need anyone protecting her...but then again, I
suppose it must be a natural male instinct to protect a
woman who's carrying his seed.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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