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Vicki was on her way home and in quite a rush. She sped
through traffic paying little attention to the speed limit, let alone the stop
signs. She looked into her rear view mirror and saw the flashing lights.

“
SHIT!
”
she whispered, as she pulled the car
over to the side of the slightly deserted winding road.

In the side mirror Vicki could see the officer sitting in
his police car, writing something and punching information into his computer.
She rustled through her purse trying to find her license and insurance card.

Tap, Tap, Tap
. The policeman rapped on the car
window. “Excuse me ma’am, I need to see your license, please.”

She sat up and looked out the window at the policeman’s
rather large crotch. “Boy that’s a big gun you have there, officer,” she said.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t find my license or any identification. I must have left
them at home.”

“Step out of the car, please, ma’am.”

Her heart racing with adrenaline, she stepped out of the
car. The policeman had a muscular frame and was extremely handsome. He stared
at her in awe.

She was statuesque with long blonde hair and wore a short
skirt and halter-top with no bra and high heels. She always dressed to
accentuate her looks—she always got out of sticky situations with them.

“Ma’am, there was a car stolen earlier this evening matching
yours. Do you have anything to prove ownership or your ID?”

“No, I’m sorry,” she said, gazing into his eyes and smiling
devilishly
.
“There’s got to be some way we can work this out.”

He looked sternly back at her, obviously not impressed with
her actions. “Now listen, the person we’re looking for is armed and dangerous.
I’m going to have to search your car.”

He found nothing but a couple roaches in the ashtray and a
pair of expensive red lace underwear under the seat. While he searched, Vicki
looked at him and flirted openly, leaning over to show her large breasts in her
loose fitting top and giving him a good look as they brushed against his arm.
The cool night air made her nipples hard. They jutted proudly out, showing
through her top.

“Well there’s nothing in here but I’m afraid I’m going to
have to search you also,” he said raising an eyebrow.

They walked to the other side of the car away from the road,
and she leaned against the side of the car in the standard spread-eagle
position. He moved his hands from around her ankles, up the sides of her
muscular calves to her strong thighs. He stopped as his search confirmed she
wasn’t wearing any panties.

“I’d better make sure this is a thorough search for any
concealed weapons.”

He ran his large hands against the cheeks of her ass and
pushed her against the car. The cold steel excited Vicki. The icy cold against
her chest accentuated the fire in her backside. He spread her legs apart
farther to continue his search. His hands pressed against the puffy mound
between her legs, and Vicki moaned while he stroked it with his fingers.

“What kind of gun do you carry out here in the sticks?” she
mumbled, as he rubbed harder between her legs. “A .38?”

As he yanked off his belt and pulled his pants down, she
reached back and grabbed onto his gun. “Oh, that’s definitely a .44 magnum.”

He grunted as he mercilessly drove his gun into her. Every
thrust had her slamming harder and harder against the hood. The icy chill sent
electric shocks through her as her breasts pressed against the cold steel. He
reached under her shirt and grabbed both of them in his hands and squeezed
hard, as he pulled her against his hardness. He pulled up her top, exposing her
large heaving breasts and slammed her chest hard against the frigid hood.
Increasing the tempo, he reached up to her shoulders and furiously pounded
against her hot fire. She felt him swelling inside her. His grunts became more
intense and louder, her skin flushed and her pulse quickened towards the peak
of her excitement.

When her orgasm started, she leaned down and grabbed onto
her knee to keep from falling as he rammed into her like a jackhammer. He
stopped with a hard, deep drive into her. Ecstasy swept through him and he
exploded into her with his hot fluids. His knees weakened and he staggered
backwards.

Just then another police car showed up. He pulled up his
pants and Vicki adjusted her clothes, as the other policeman got out of his car
and walked up.

“Jesus Dave, you had us worried. We’ve been calling and you
didn’t answer.”

The officer looked over to Vicki who was leaning against her
car with her head spinning. “You know, Dave, if you’re going to meet your wife
for dinner just ask. You don’t need to make a scene.”

Norm decided to surprise Brandy at home one day. He was
always so busy with work and running around, he wasn’t what you would call
attentive to her needs. Not as much as he could have been anyway. She stayed
home alone waiting for him to get back from work, then they’d sit and talk
about his day. She was still in good shape, but the way they used to go on
trips and run around were now just a memory. She was actually getting kind of
lazy just lying around the house.

So as Norm pulled up in the driveway, he laughed to himself
thinking how surprised Brandy would be if he went in through the back of the
house.

As he approached the back gate to the pool area, he heard a
grunting sound. He ignored it, not even imagining what it might be, while he
reached for the gate latch. Looking around the side of the house, he admired
the large backyard.

Stunned, he stared blankly. Over by the hot tub, he saw
something he couldn’t believe…

Brandy was kneeling over and some dude was humping away at
her!

How could she? Norm couldn’t move. He was astounded at the
sight of her doing this. He had never seen this guy before and didn’t know what
to do. The betrayal, the deceit, tore at him. His perfect world was crumbling.

Should he kill the bastard and take care of her after?
Should he just leave and confront her later? What if she caught something and
gave it to him? What if she got pregnant? How long had she been doing this
behind his back?

The tears swelled in his eyes. His emotions took over and
the memories flowed through his mind. All their trips together, all the times
they stayed up late watching TV and eating pretzels and just kicking back. She
would even watch football with him without complaining.

Everyone called them a perfect match.

Now it was all over. His trust was shattered by a single
moment of passion.

His heart broken, he decided to end this now. He furiously
kicked in the gate. Charging into the yard, he spotted the water-hose and
turned it full blast on Brandy and her stud.

Brandy looked up shocked and tried desperately to get away.
Her partner growled, angrily glaring at Norm. With a loud “POP” they parted,
and he leapt at Norm.

Norm turned the hose full force on the big, black Labrador.
The dog yelped and scurried out the gate drenched, and Norm turned to look for
Brandy.

As he turned the hose off he saw Brandy hiding under the
patio table. He walked up and looked deeply into her dark brown eyes. His heart
melted and he forgave her. “I can’t stay mad at you girl,” he said.

Norm patted her on the head and said, “Damn girl, I didn’t
know you were in heat. You’re a purebred. Tomorrow we’re going to the breeder
to get you bred!”

The brave knight looked across the meadow. In the distance
he saw a castle. His quest was almost a reality, and he didn’t even know it. It
was said that he would taste the forbidden fruit of passion on his twenty-first
birthday. It would be the fruit of a princess and he would marry her after a
fortnight.

He had waited and waited to fulfill this quest, he had
dreamt and fantasized about it, and now it was finally upon him. But since the
sheep ran away from him now, he hadn’t had the practice he so desperately
needed.

As the knight approached the castle he saw a patch of
wildflowers and decided to pull some for the princess. He knelt to pick the
flowers and breathed in their scent.

“Ewww, these smell like shit!” he exclaimed. Then, he looked
over and saw his steed plopping a load of horse droppings next to him. He
chuckled and stood up only to see a tree limb hit him square in the face.

After the cobwebs cleared and his face stopped bleeding, he
saw a vision.

“Am I in heaven?” he asked the beautiful young woman over
him.

“NO! You have picked flowers from the royal garden, and for
that you shall pay!” With that she picked the tree branch up again and hit him
in the nuts.

After blacking out from the pain, he came to again, sore and
speaking in a higher voice. He saw the lovely maiden standing over him again,
so he quickly covered his balls with his hands as a reflex action.

“Fair Maiden, I will not let you abuse me thusly. I am Sir
Fredrick and I have come here to fulfill my destiny.”

She bowed her head, greeting him. He saw a crown upon her
head and knew she was the princess he had journeyed far to find.

Fredrick groveled for quite a while to apologize. Then he
explained his situation to the Princess. She was very taken with his candor. He
too found her very appealing and she had a nice ass also, but that was just an
observation… She had nice breasts too.

The day went on as they walked through the courtyard and
talked. Time was of no concern as the two of them seemed to be made for each
other. They held hands and laughed. It was a perfect time and a perfect day.

The afternoon turned to evening and Fredrick grabbed the
princess’ arm, pulling her to him and kissed her softly. After slapping him
sternly, she grabbed him and kissed him back. Their embrace was erotic but
fumbling as both of them were inexperienced in the courtship rituals. Yet they
knew they were destined to be together.

As they got back to the castle, the princess, whose name was
Eden, placed his hand on her heart and said, “This is where you are and
belong.” She then put his hand on her pubis and said, “This is where I want you
tonight.” Taking his hand in hers, she led him down a long darkened hallway
quietly to the door of a bedroom chamber.

The chamber was dark and extremely large, lit only by the
moonlit night sky through floor to ceiling windows. A canopy bed, draped in red
silk, beckoned from the center of a long wall covered in picturesque
tapestries. The pillow covered mattress seemed inviting and warm.

Eden led him to her enormous bed. He stood before her seeing
in her the fulfillment of his journey. She was truly a vision of beauty to
behold. She beckoned him to kneel before her. He got down on one knee and
watched in wonderment as she unwound the ribbon in her hair and let her hair
fall beyond her shoulders and to her waist. She shook her head and her hair
rippled like rivers of woven silk. He cast his eyes down, burning as if he had
looked into the eyes of an angel sent from heaven. She took his face in her
hand and smiled, looking longingly into his eyes, wanting his complete
attention focused on her.

Eden’s fingers trembled as she tried to unfasten her dress.
Fredrick stood up and moved next to her. He grasped her trembling hand in his
and kissed each knuckle as if it were her knees and licked the soft skin
between them as if it were the softness between her thighs. He moved behind her
on the bed. As he unbuttoned the back of her dress, Eden’s breath quickened and
she closed her eyes, lost in the moment. Every button freed her soul from the
cage it was in. Soon her passions would be freed and she would become a woman.

Fredrick grasped the top of the dress and moved it away from
her shoulder, pressed his lips against her soft skin. Eden shivered at the
brush of his lips against her bare skin, as he slid the dress off her arms. As
he kissed her neck Fredrick breathed in the fragrance of her purity and was
almost overwhelmed (either that or his pants were cutting off circulation to
his John Thomas).

She stood facing away from him and let her dress fall to the
floor. To his amazement, she turned around and revealed her beauty to him. Her
breasts were small, pert and flushed. The small, tightened nipples stood out
and her hair cascaded along the lines of her body. And lower was a small pair
of silken white underwear drenched with lust.

The slightest hint of her blonde pubic hair was visible, and
as Fredrick touched the area above her panty line, her tummy flinched. Fredrick
kissed her firm tummy and felt her heart pulse hard and rapid. His hands
trembled as he reached around and pulled her underwear down her ass. She moved
her legs back and forth making them fall to her feet.

Now he understood where the saying “Garden of Eden” had come
from. This was a sight of unparalleled beauty and a place where temptation
seemed to take over common sense.

Eden put her hand on the top of his head running her fingers
through his hair. She caressed a breast and nipple with the other. The aroma of
her wanting was so intoxicating that Fredrick became drunk with desire. He
kissed just above the hair of her womanhood. She closed her eyes and let her
head fall back as she pushed down on his head, begging him to go further. Her
breathing became deeper and she became lost in the sensations. As his tongue
outlined the outer lips of her untarnished sanctuary, her legs weakened.

Fredrick lifted Eden’s leg up and rested it on his shoulder.
Being a virgin himself, his only knowledge and feeling was to kiss her lower
lips as if he were kissing her mouth. The kisses between her legs became deeper
and more forceful as Fredrick tried to please her. He slid his tongue out
between her lips and Eden moaned. Fredrick knew he found her weakness and the
taste and heat from deep within her told him that Eden was close to losing
control.

She pulled hard on her nipples, causing her eyes to tear.
The intensity of his tongue exploring inside of her and the growing feelings in
her body made her feel like she was more alive then any other time in her life.
More and more she wanted to feel him inside of her and she imagined him
thrusting deeper. Letting her passion take over, she surrendered to the intense
pleasures and pressures inside her begging to be freed.

Fredrick savored the taste of her, licking the juices that
seemed to pour out of her soul. As Fredrick pulled his head higher to see her,
his tongue stroked against her swollen bud and she cried out. So he did it
again and again, feeling her body shudder. Her hands pulled at his head to
continue until a brief moment of stillness before she climaxed. Waves washed
over her body while the orgasm rolled through her. She collapsed and fell to
her knees before Fredrick.

She regained her composure and beamed, gazing into
Fredrick’s eyes. She slowly got up and lay on the bed. He undressed before her
and she put her hands behind her head and admired him, watching his muscles
flex as he pulled the numerous layers of clothing off. His shorts bulged tight
against his swollen manhood and showed a hint of wetness from his obvious
expectations.

Eden sat up and softly touched his skin with her fingers.
The roughness was a contrast to her soft untarnished flesh. She pulled his
undergarment down and looked into his eyes. Her hair brushed against his skin,
and she watched as the beating of his heart made his penis pulse. She kissed
the tip softly tasting the small deposit of his anticipation. Then, she slid
her lips down the shaft, slowly taking as much of him as she could into her
mouth. Fredrick closed his eyes and sighed in pleasure as her fingernails raked
his chest and up the back of his legs as his cock slid in and out of her mouth.

Fredrick was in heaven. He had finally found his princess
and was becoming her prince. The continued attention to his penis was making
him crazy. Being a virgin to all but sheep, he hadn’t felt the pleasures of a
woman or her mouth. He became excited beyond all expectations, finding himself
straining to hold back what was building in him since birth. He moaned softly
and she felt his manhood grow impossibly harder and felt the strain of his
balls tightening against his body.

She stopped and held him tight against her. Looking into his
eyes, she said, “I need to feel you deep within me,” then lay back on the bed
and opened her legs to him inviting him into her purest self.

He climbed on top of her and rested his weight on his hands
being afraid he might crush her. He looked down her body and was in awe of the
beauty before him. Her breasts were flushed to a soft pink and her nipples
still tight and aroused. He kissed each one softly.

She held him tightly and whispered, “Be gentle,” then she
raised her leg up and wrapped it around his lower torso.

He slowly penetrated her and pierced the opening making her
wince in pain from never having had anything inside of her before. Except a few
candles and maybe a carrot or two. He stopped and tried to withdraw but she
pulled him back into her with her leg until the base of his hardened manhood
pressed against her pubis.

The incredible tightness made it almost impossible for
Fredrick to hold back. He held her tightly waiting for her heavenly channel to
adjust to him. He kissed her gently and pulled back slowly and her natural
lubricants helped make his slow strokes glide freely in and out. Fredrick
kissed her and the taste of her own juices aroused her. She looked down and
could see the length of his thickening manhood disappeared into her over and
over, deeper and deeper.

Fredrick had a tear in his eye because the sheer pleasure of
the moment was more than he ever imagined. His breaths became short and she
opened her legs wider, pulling them upwards, and met each of his thrusts. Eden
felt him swell inside of her. She tightened around him and she came again. He
moaned loudly almost yelling as his fluids erupted inside of her over and over.

His arms weakened and he rested on top of her.

Eden smiled knowingly. She had both become a woman and had
made Fredrick a man.

As they lay there together embracing, the moon full shone
through the window and lit the room in a silvery glow. They both fell asleep
with their bodies entwined basking in their love.

The next morning Fredrick awoke alone in the room and
dressed. He had his morning bowel movement then announced he wanted to see the
King.

He had an audience with the King. Fredrick paid his respects
and pronounced his intentions to marry the princess as soon as possible. The
King was overjoyed. He would now have a rich landowner for his dear daughter
and they would both prosper from the marriage.

In a few days the arrangements were made and Fredrick’s
family joined him at the castle. His side of the cathedral was empty except for
his mother in her beautiful gown, his father, drunk and wobbling in his seat.
Also there were his big brother Ferdinand and his six sisters. Betty, Bertha,
Beatrice, Beth, Brianna and the little one, Jane, all sat smiling. Lord, they
looked pathetic. Except little Jane, she was all pretty and sitting quietly
picking her nose and sticking things on the seats.

The wedding was beautiful. A flock of doves fluttered
heavenward as the princess and her court walked into the cathedral. The
bridesmaids and bride came down the aisle in their veils and gowns. Fredrick
was so happy. He was afire waiting for his bride.

The ceremony started and the King lifted the bride-to-be’s
veil…

Now there are ugly people and there are butt-ugly people.
This woman was worse then butt-ugly. Short brown teeth, small pimply nose,
matted light brown hair, dark brown crossed eyes and a triple-chin. This was
one ugly bitch.

At first Fredrick’s eye twitched. Then a loud booming rumble
echoed through his stomach. In a state of horror Fredrick looked up and asked
the King “Wh-whhhhooho is this?”

“This is my oldest daughter Princess Eunice,” the King
replied, “Is there a problem?”

“Well, DUHHH. This isn’t my destiny! This is my nightmare.”

Surveying the cathedral one of the bridesmaids looked up and
lowered her veil, “I am her younger sister, Eden.”

In a desperate attempt to save himself and save face,
Fredrick looked upon his family for help. His dad wobbled and burped up some
wine and crackers that oozed down his chin and his mother was crying. Ferdinand
was picking up the boogers Jane had stuck on the chairs and was eating them.
Inspiration struck.

“How do you feel about a double marriage?” Fredrick asked in
a panic-stricken voice to the King.

The Kind consented and the rest is history. Fredrick with
Eden and Eunice with Ferdinand lived happily ever after.

* * * * *

In a small side note to this story, Ferdinand and Eunice had
some incredibly ugly children.