Date: Tue, 8 Jun 2004 10:25:17 EDT
From: Habeascorpus1@aol.com
Subject: Outdoor Recess (Part 2)

         "Take a stroll around if you'd like," she offered, motioning
with her hand at the open field and trees. Instantly, I became more aware
of the tents in the background. Each one had a slight opening. They
seemed to mark the beginning of the woodlands behind them. I even noticed
one tent had a males head sticking out of it. He seemed to be resting on
his back and was shirtless.
         Why should I listen to her? I was told by that evil bitch to
come here and embarrass the hell out of myself. Why should I keep taking
orders to do things where there is a high chance for embarrassment? After
all, this still could be part of the recess field and there might be kids
around the corner just waiting to laugh at me.
         "No thank you, I'll just leave."
Her left hand went erect immediately, "No, no. Do not leave, Greg. The
Directo-ress of the GASA sent you here. She must have picked you for a
good reason," spoke Amanda very confidently. Her hand slowly came back to
rest on the arm of her oversized chair again and she sat before me
quietly. She seemed to be waiting for someone or something. I was really
hoping what she was waiting for came soon or I was just going to have to
run away. This was so uncomfortable!
         At last, the answer to my desperate prayers was coming.
Or, at least, I hope that this was the answer.
         I could hear a voice shouting off in the distance. It was a male
voice and was rather loud because the voice echoed so much that the word
or words he had said were just noises. There was a monstrous,
single-worded reply to the voice that came from far off in the woodlands.
The voice sounded like hundreds of children shouting in unison. This
noise frightened me. It was like something out of an ancient war movie
from Rome. It sounded like the millions of Roman soldiers shouting battle
cries.
         The eruption of noise had distracted me and I had looked past
the large chair and its nude, female customer to see if I could locate
the source of the noise visually, but I could not, for they were still so
far off.
         Amanda, however, never took her eyes from me. I noticed this
immediately after my attempts at using my eyes to find the shouting
persons had failed. I looked back to her and I met eye contact with her.
Did the medusa of the new age have a sister? Her eyes too were not
letting mine look away. She forced me to look deep into her shining eyes.
I looked right to the pupil and concentrated on them so hard, I was able
to see her pupils expand as there was another shout from the people who
had shouted before.
         The shout was closer this time. I was also able to understand
the word. "Omnipo-tens!" was the word shouted by the single man that was
still not quite visible. I knew there was going to be a reply right
after, and my guess was right. "The division shall unite with addition
and the day shall be a sacred one!"
         I hadn't a clue what the shouts of all the kids together meant,
but it sounded like some kind of ancient ritual. I looked past the chair
with Amanda seated in it again to see if I was able to get a visual on
the approaching people. I was able to!
         The first person I saw was a tall, skinny male with jet-black
hair. He, like every-one I had seen since I came to this resort, was
naked. I could not catch any details from where I stood, for he was at
such a great distance, but I was sure it was a male.
         He was at alert and marching slowly in between two of the tents.
As soon as he passed the tents, I was able to see the thousands of kids
who had shouted back in reply. Marching in lines of about twenty or so,
an uncountable number of naked kids, ranging from just coming out of
toddler age to just being old enough to drive, emerged from the vanishing
point in the woods and were marching rather quickly toward Amanda and me.
They were both boys and girls, as I could tell by the length of hair and
size of chest.
         The leader in front was only about fifty yards away now. He
looked to be about my age and had a mild growth of black pubic hair just
above his large package. He had a six pack abdomen and his shoulders were
like mine; football player shoulders.
         I saw many rows of twenty emerging from the woods now. They
seemed to be placed at random order, but were following in a march that
was that of an army. Maybe that's what these nude kids were... they made
up a giant army. But were they an invading army or Amanda's army?
The seventh grade leader came between Amanda and me and turned his back
toward me as if I did not exist. I wished he hadn't done that. I really
didn't want to see his guy butt. But I would trade a flash for what he
did next...
         The guy got down on his knees with his toes still latched onto
the Earth. He reached out and took hold of Amanda's feet. With extreme
delicacy he set her crossed feet down on the grass and moved the footrest
about a foot to the right. When I looked at Amanda's face, she seemed to
act like this was a part of life. Like this was something that came
naturally.
         The boy picked up her right foot and set it next to the left so
they were soles down on the earth. Her toes were rather long and, indeed,
they were painted hot pink on the toenail. The boy bent all the way over,
which opened up his crack enough to see a little red rosebud that I
really didn't need to see.
         His lips pressed against the top of her right foot for exactly
two seconds. Then he lifted up with the comical sounds of a smacking
kiss. His lips then pressed down on the top of her left foot for the same
amount of time and he lifted up, causing the same smack.
         She took no notice of him as he did this. Instead, her eyes were
still fixed upon me. I couldn't look her in the eyes again or else my
eyes would become stuck again. I did not want that to happen or else I
just might get an erection again.
         The boy rose back to his knees and leaned forward toward her
abdomen. The place it looked like he was going, I was about to get
jealous at him, but I realized he was going to a different place. Though
I could barely see from my angle, his lips pressed against her navel for
exactly two seconds. He pulled away with the same smacking kiss.
         The boy scooted to the left one step and took her right hand in
his and pressed his lips against it for the same amount of time. As he
lifted away, there was that kissing noise. He gently set the girls hand
back down on the arm of the chair and took two scoots to the right. He
then did the exact same thing to her left hand.
         The boy rose to his feet now. This was the worst part of all. He
bent over and it fully exposed his asshole. He kissed Amanda's right
cheek for two seconds and her left for two seconds. He kissed her
forehead for two seconds and planted a kiss on her lips for two seconds.
I was not happy about the lip kissing, but Amanda didn't seem to act like
it meant anything but respect so I did not raise any objections.
         This boy had treated Amanda like an authoritative person just
like her voice had implied when I first say her in this state. Maybe she
really did hold some kind of unoffi-cial authority of some kind. She
seemed to act like this boy was lower than her. As a mat-ter of fact, she
treated me more as an equal than she did him. And this boy was a leader
of the approaching "army."
Well, the army of kids wasn't approaching anymore. Because they were all
bare-foot, I had not even noticed they had come here during the personal
signs of respect from the boy. Now that I saw them, I realized they were
all focused on me.
         In amazement, I let go of my testicles. I did not even realize I
had done so until a slight breeze washed over the sweaty, hot epidermis.
But their eyes were still on my face! They didn't care that I had
revealed "myself," but they cared more about who I was. Were they
nudists?
         Amanda spoke rather loudly with her eyes still on me, "Citizens
of Gaul? Do you realize what day it is? What time has finally come?" Her
words were, again, nonsense.
         The reply was booming and almost blew me right off my feet.
Impulsively, I cringed at such a loud, close noise. "Yes, Your Majesty.
We realize the day has come that Gaul's strength and power shall be
increased by fifty percent. This is the day that Gaul's King will
return."
         Gaul's King? GAUL'S KING? I read that in the newspaper once.
They said and unknown kid who was about eleven was murdered in a secluded
woods area. They claimed he was stripped of all his clothes, raped, and
shot square in the forehead. But this can't be the same "Gaul's King"
that they are talking about. Gaul's King can't return; he's dead!
         Amanda began to lean forward slowly. This movement meant only
one thing; she was going to arise. Thus, she did. Now, I could clearly
see a small line that disappeared into her crotch. This line was crowned
with pubic hair so short it looked like it had one been kept shaved, but
it was growing back. She took four steps toward me. As I saw her naked
body approaching me, I felt nervousness well up inside me to the point
where I was about to faint. Thankfully, at this time, she stopped walking
and stood directly in front of me.
         I stared Amanda Fresno directly in the eyes for a time that I
did not keep track of. She stared back in my eyes with a big smile on her
pink lips. Her eyes were sparkling with the ignition of passion for me.
At that moment, I knew I had less of a sexual desire for her than I did a
desire for her love.
         Amanda's right hand lifted up in the air and grasped my left
shoulder. I looked at her hand where she had placed it, but her eyes
never moved from my face. I knew this after my eyes went back into direct
contact with hers. The sparkle was still there.
         "Gregory Fredrick Harrison. I, as a fellow human being of the
opposite sex, am asking you to be the replacement of King Derek. In order
to replace him, we must partake in intercourse in front of the citizens
of Gaul as he did at Gaul's birth. Will you or will you not accept my
offer?"
I ran her words through my head one last time and I still made no sense
of it. Then all of a sudden her words clicked and I became instantly
horrified.
         "Do you mean the kind of intercourse I think you mean?" I asked
cautiously.
         She looked me deep in the eyes and her smile widened even more.
With impatience, I felt her grip tighten on my bony shoulder. "Yes. I
know it is not a normal practice and is considered uncivilized in the
Democratic Republic of the United States of America, but it is a ritual
here in the Gaul Empire."
         I shook her hand free from my shoulder and shook my head with
confusion. "Wait, wait, wait. What-What are you talking about?"
         Amanda's smile drooped at the corners a bit because she realized
that I was still clueless about what she was planning. "The soil..." she
began with a sigh, "you stand on now is not property of the United States
of America. This is property of my Empire. The Empire's name is Gaul.
Basically, Gaul is an attempt at Eden. All people are forbidden to wear
clothes because of economic reasons. The Gaul government makes sure that
apple trees, orange trees, and grape vineyards are in good supply and are
safe to eat from. By doing this, people don't have to go to supermarkets
to buy their food and they don't have to grow fat eating processed food.
All they can eat is meat that they hunt and fruit that they forage.
People usually drink water, but they sometimes process their fruit for
juice. I am the Queen of Gaul. My ex-husband, Derek, founded this empire
when he learned that there was a section of land that Saint Paul's leads
to where nobody knows about. He invented all of the laws, including the
no clothing rule. He was raised a nudist so he found the advantages of
being naked. He founded this Empire when he was in the fifth grade.
         "Eventually, he lured me from the classroom and brought me to
this place. I, like you were before, was very scared and reluctant about
running around the place nude. But eventually," she motioned to her
elegant, nude, female body to let me know no explanation for the
following was needed.
         "Then," she continued, "we began to expand the empire so that it
would be huge. The King, as a sign of mightiness, led the fort builders
north as we attempted to build a giant empire. By the way, this was a
year after he had founded it. What he or I did not know was that other
people were already on this land.
         "To the north about a half a mile is a tribe called the
Shumanics. Their empire is called Shumanica. When Derek and the fort
builders were heading north for expansion a Shumanic war party shot him.
Then the women of the tribe raped him. Since then we have stopped out
expansion and just focused on local issues. But we are becoming
over-populated...
         "That's why you have to try out for the position of King of
Gaul. If you a worthy enough sex partner then you may become King. If you
are not, you will be denied and will merely become a citizen."
         I felt something that startled me. It was a cold feeling
grasping my dick gently. It wasn't my hand, so it must be...
         Well...it was a hand, but, unless I checked recently, I don't
paint my fingernails pink. It was Amanda's hand. She was grasping my
dick...and oh did it fell so good! Her pinkie finger was wrapped around
the dark circle of nerves that receive the nervous plea-sure.
Immediately, I felt a constipated feeling at the base of my dick. From
there, my dick began to grow rather quickly.
         I was in shock so I had nothing to reply to her with. I just
looked from my boner to her face and then began to think about what she
was talking about. This thought only lasted a few minutes before the
brain in my head was conquered by the brain in my dick.
         "So how about it?" Amanda asked me as she took one more step
forward. Her body was only about a centimeter from mine. She was crouched
a little bit and was look-ing up at my face to give me the impression
that I was superior to her and she was beg-ging for "it."
         I didn't even say anything because, as you males know, the brain
in your dick barely uses speech. It usually just uses moans, sighs, and
relief noises. The movement was the first thing that kicked in.
         I reached both of my hands out and placed them on Amanda's back.
I could feel the slightly sticky moist feeling on her back, which is a
very sexy characteristic of a fe-male in my opinion. From there, I pulled
her against me with out lips running into each other on impact.
         Her lips had the taste of grape chap stick, which she apparently
put on earlier. Other than that, I could taste her saliva that kept the
natural moisture in her lips alive. I can't remember what the taste of
her saliva was like, but it was a little sour. I was too caught up in the
excitement that this was the saliva of one of the hottest girls at St.
Paul's, and I was tasting it!
         Her breasts pushed up against my chest. I felt the hard, erect
nipples push against my chest and the rest of the soft, sweet, squishy
breasts push up against me. Her stomach also was pressed against mine.
That too was a very soft, squishy area that sent chills through me when I
felt it make contact with me.
         I felt something very soft and warm. Unbelievably, it was even
softer than her breasts or her stomach. The soft thing was coming from
her mouth and was tracing the line of my mouth. After I realized what it
was in two second's time, I opened my mouth wide and had my tongue greet
it as it entered my mouth.
         Amanda's tongue and my tongue touched together. At that time I
felt goosebumps run all over me; starting with the scalp of my head and
running down my spine to my thighs.
         I felt a shove in each shoulder simultaneously. Losing my
balance, I was forced to part mouths with Amanda and fall to my back. At
first, I was shocked and confused about the shove, but after I saw what
Amanda did next, I realized that it was she who had shoved me down.
         Amanda dove onto me playfully. I could feel her soft, moist skin
push against me. I looked into her eyes as I felt this and saw her
joyful, yet naughty, expression. She was biting her lower lip with
restrained hormones while her lips were curved into a smile. Her eyes
sparkled at me as she was anticipating how much pleasure this would
bring. I sighed back at her to show her that I too was in a state of
anticipation.
         Our mouths immediately went back to a French kiss. Though I
would have to say it was the same old thing, it was not, in any way,
boring. The feeling of her soft, warm tongue touching every part of my
mouth put into pure ecstasy. I could feel her tongue run along my teeth
as mine ran across hers. I could feel the sides of my cheeks being moved
by the tip of her tongue while I slurped the roof of her mouth. It was
unbelievable!
         I barely noticed the feeling of some squirming down where our
torsos met because I was flying so high. When I did feel the rubbing down
there, it was seconds before I felt something wet rub against my pubis.
The creamy wetness made me open my eyes for a fraction of a second in the
middle of the French kiss to see. I saw her hips were rubbing against my
genitals in a up and down motion. I could see a thick, pink line just
below a patch of peach fuzz pubic hair. As this line came into contact
with my right thigh this time, I felt that same wetness. I could also see
that this had moistened the skin on my thigh. The evidence that the
wetness was thick in texture is that a string of it was still connected
between the slit and my thigh after she resumed her rubbing.
         I closed my eyes after seeing this and almost smiled in the
middle of our French kiss as I felt my dick push against her crotch as it
grew. I knew she would detect this soon, but I was not sure what she
would do.
         I opened my eyes to look at her and I saw that her eyes were now
open too. She had most definitely detected my boner, and the sparkle in
those joyful, pleasured eyes was very promising.
Her squirming slowed down and her wet spot stopped on my genitals. I felt
the wetness of her vagina soaking into my testicles' skin. Only then did
I realize what she was trying to do. And there was no way I was going to
object.
         We broke our kiss and she looked down for visual guidance.
Before I realized she was doing what I thought she was doing, I felt an
immense warmth engulf and slightly squeeze the head of my boner. Feeling
this spine-chilling sensation, I looked down to see what it was.
As predicted, I saw the very end of my penis gone. In its place was the
pink and red wet spot. The spot was no longer a slit anymore, but an
ovular hole. My penis was penetrating her vagina! I was loosing my
virginity!
         She pushed her buttocks down on me with medium effort, and I
felt the greatest sensation known to man occur throughout my body as I
felt that hot warmness engulf my entire penis. With no hymen!
         I was now lying flat on the grass, experiencing the tingling
sensation of the blades brushing against my bare back, buttocks, and
legs. She is seated perpendicular to me right at the place where my
genitals are located. Her hands are rubbing up and down my chest and
stomach as her vagina adapted itself to fit my throbbing penis.
         I felt her squeeze her vaginal muscles together. Her soft
muscular skin squeezed around my penis, but sealed off any space between
her vagina and it. A tinge went throughout my body as if felt this
suction squeeze. Non-coincidentally, I positioned my-self so that her
muscles squeezed the black ring left behind from my birth circumcision.
         I let out a sigh and opened my eyes to look at hers. Her
glistening eyes of beauty and joy looked deep into mine. She still had a
smile formed with her moist, warm, soft lips. I returned her smile with a
closed-eyed one to let her know what she was doing felt good. No, more
than good...it felt GREAT.
         I felt the grip of her loving warmth slide down my throbbing
hard-on and soak my pubic hairs in her liquid, sexual excitement. I also
felt the neatly trimmed square of HER pubic hairs tickle my stomach as
she leaned forward for a comforting reposition.
This wasn't a reposition...this was...
         I felt her warmth slide back up my penis and rub over the
glands. Immediately, she went back down my penis and our mounds rammed
together painlessly.
As she went back up my shaft again, I decided it was my turn to take
action. I anticipated the time when she was about to fall again and I
thrust my hips forward. This time, our mounds smashed together even
harder, but still not painfully.
         Amanda's opened slowly and she breathed out in a low,
pleasurable sigh. With heightened sexual excitement, I rubbed up and down
her smooth muscular back. As I came to the small of it, I kept going
under I cradled her soft, sweet buttocks in each hand. After this, I
proceeded to rub it as went began sliding in and out together.
         Her hands pushed against my chest as she pushed herself back up
in the air and I met her halfway as she slid back down my shaft. We
proceeded to speed up this process.
I felt the warm, soft soles of her feet aiming at the sky. The tops of
them were resting against my quadriceps.
         We sped up our ramming even more. Thus, we were able to increase
the number of insertions into her warm hole.
         Suddenly, the skin on my chest was scrunched together in the two
spots where Amanda's hands were pressing on me. Her vaginal muscles began
squeezing and relaxing quicker than I could even comprehend. But that
just may be a side effect of the unbelie-vable pleasure she was
inflicting on me.
         "Ohhhh! Oh God! Oh...ah! AH!" Amanda yelled out with ecstasy.
Her vaginal muscles sped up their flexing now. This was something I never
thought possible.
"AH!" she screamed one last time. Her muscles tensed up (including her
vaginal ones) and she began shaking uncontrollably. Immediately, an
explosion of milky cream began running all over my mound and causing my
pubic hairs to join together.
         That was it. I felt the tightness in my stomach that was already
there intensify, my balls tighten to fill the remaining half a milliliter
of space if had left in it with cream, and my muscles just explode with
pleasure.
         I felt a rushing in my penis (especially at the hole) and the
area where my penis was ramming into get even more lubricated. It was so
lubricated with the combined body fluids of me and Amanda.
         I felt the last of my stored creamy liquid explode from the head
of my penis and run out her vagina. In some cases, it build such a puddle
on my mound that it ran off the side and soaked into the grass.
         Amanda let go of my chest and fell limply upon me. She had not
passed out, but she was completely unresponsive with her overwhelming
orgasm.
         I felt her hot breath in my ear as the blue sky above me
sparkled with optically illusionary twilight of erotic pleasure. Pleasure
than my hand has never been able to even hint at. This was the kind of
sexual relief that humans have been experiencing since the beginning of
time. I was the four hundred trillionth person to feel such a pleasure.
It was beyond awesome. Beyond unbelievable. It was something so far off
the charts that only God himself could realize it.
         Amanda shot up suddenly with an innocent smile on her rosy face.
         "You got the job, Your Highness."