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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 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 58