Posted by Max5s on June 26, 2000 at 12:29:18:
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: Marcus Jackson always enjoyed the beach during his June vacations. His small beachhouse had an excellent view of the cove, and on the warmer days, like today, the girls were aplenty. The fine white sand was warm beneath his feet, as he watched the pelicans and cormorants gathered on the rocks 100 or so meters from the shoreline.
: Off to his left, he could see a woman carrying a small backpack walking toward him. Her name was Kimnikki, but he never had a chance to learn it. She slipped her arm under the shoulder strap and repositioned the bag along her side. Her gait was leisurely and as she got closer, he could feel his interest building.
: She was somewhat thin but well proportioned. And the green microbikini she was wearing accented her best features. As she got closer, he could see her shoulder length reddish hair being lifted by the gentle breeze. It left her neck bare, and as he rubbed the whiskers on his chin, he imagined kissing her gently on that smooth expanse of skin below her ear.
: Her hips moved with such a rhythmic swing. Whether conscious of it or not, she had the kind of walk that could drive a man crazy. He wondered about her. He needed to talk to her. And as he undressed her in his mind, he noticed a tightening in his trunks.
: At fifty feet he could see she was badly sunburned and idea crossed his mind. He reached into his own backpack and pulled out a small Bowie style knife. As she got nearer, he held it out so she could see it. He watched her hesitate, then proceed, assuming that a public beach was safe due to the numerous witnesses about. When she get to about 20 feet, he pulled out a tube of Aloevera and covered the flat side of the blade with gobs of the skin preserving lotion. She watched him with curious fascination, then paused when he stood up directly in her path. She looked down at the gooey blade poised just millimeters from her deep, oval shaped navel. Slowly her eyes took in his rippled abs and broad chest. When their eyes met, she could see no malice in them. He simply smiled and asked, “Are you ready for something different?”
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: For a moment she stopped breathing, and every little hair on her body stood at rigid attention. She looked down at the sharp edge of the blade, drawn to it like a moth to the light. Slowly she looked back at his eyes. “Yes,” flowed from her lips without conscious thought. “Yes.”
: She laid back on the futon mattress and studied the wooden beams on the ceiling. Marcus laid down beside her. “Aloe will soothe your skin.”
: Her body stiffened as he placed the edge of the blade just under her ribcage, then spread the lotion all over her abdomen using the knife like a mason’s trowel. She quivered inside as the edge drew across her skin. He was right. It was soothing, but as the tip of the blade spread the cool lotion along the upper edge of her bikini bottom, it started a fire down below that only he could put out. When he carefully inserted the blade’s tip in her bellybutton and smeared the healing film over all of its microstructure, she could feel her sex tighten. He was playing in a way and in a place that no others had dared go. He’d unlocked a fantasy hidden even from her and the thrill of its discovery was almost more than she could handle.
: Kim pulled the knotted string on her top and watched with anticipation as Marcus slid the blade under the cloth triangles an exposed her soft, pale breasts. Her nipples were firm and hard like the finest gemstones, but melted in ecstasy as steel pressed against flesh. He kissed them softly, and massaged them with his lips. Each caress carried her higher and higher until she reached a point beyond which a reference could be made.
: Kim reached down and pulled the strings on each side of her bikini, then slid the light green fragment of fabric out from under her. Marcus slid the tip of the blade slowly down her centerline and let it come to a momentary rest on her throbbing clit. Her right hand slid across her abdomen and came to rest with her middle finger over her navel. As Marcus moves the blade from side to side, her finger made deep swirling motions in her bellybutton.
: She reached over and took his cock in her hand. “Come inside me now,” she whispered as she raised her knees and widened her legs. “Fill me with your passion.”
: He centered himself between her knees then buried his face in her sex, his tongue pressing hard against her jewel. As she moaned, he moved up on her and sank into her waiting loins. “UMMMMHHH” she squeaked. They rocked against each other for a moment, then she spoke again. “Cut me!” she moaned. “I want to feel the sting.”
: Marcus placed the sharp edge of the blade across her areola and drew blood as slid it against her skin. Her body flexed with the pain, and her belly arched against his.
: “Cut me again,” she cried as she rolled Marcus onto his back and remounted him. “Cut me deep.” He teeth were clenched as she said it
: With a fast arcing motion, he sliced her across her upper belly. She screamed in pleasure as several small rivulets of blood snaked down the front of her belly. Her sex gripped him tightly as she rose up, then relaxed as she slid back down. Up and down twice more, then he turned the point to a spot just below her bellybutton. She looked at the blade as it pressed into her skin. It was shiny, and her distorted reflection looked up at her. She pushed against it as her finger dug into her navel while the other hand teased the nipple of her left breast.
: Marcus pushed the blade into her and sent her teetering to the edge of her own existence. Suddenly her whole body convulsed. She doubled up, shaking wildly as her orgasm consumed her. “ OOOOOHHHHH GawD !” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “OOOOOOhhhhhhh Jeeeeeeezuus You’ve killed me! You’ve killed me.” The knife was reaching throughout her body. She felt it in her belly, her chest, and in her arms and legs. First it was fire, then ice. Then Marcus twisted it as he came. Each pump, each thrust buried it deeper and deeper into her bowels.
: Finally, she could feel no more. She held her belly tightly with both hands as Marcus pulled out the knife. She stared into his soft green eyes while blood oozed out between her fingers. There were no words. Neither needed them to express their feelings. Then Kim slowly surrendered and toppled forward onto Marcus’ chest. Her hair spilled forward, covering his face, and her naked butt mooned the portrait of his parents hanging on the wall in front of him. He finally kissed that spot under her ear, then laid back as he felt himself growing in her again.