Fantasy May Rising [ Completed ]

Priscilla nearly lost her composure as a sudden eruption happened on the tip of his appendage, a plum of white shooting out of him as his body relaxed and he made a few final slow strokes. A bit of the white stuff had shot clear across the cab and landed on her knee, the glob sticking to her jeans as Theo noticed and shook his head.

Something at the core of Priscilla was erupting as well. A feeling between her legs was begging her hand to touch herself, a deep craving to rub or grind against something. She was however able to keep her composure as she continued to stare at his appendage jutting from his shorts.

"Damnit." He looked down at his globby hands as he noticed his mistake. Yet as he wiped himself down and began to put himself away, he didn't dare reach over to wipe her, that might give it all away.

Priscilla did notice, staring at the fluid as she very curiously wanted to touch it, smell it, and strangely even taste it. The urges were nothing she could explain, but the young woman knew she needed to see that appendage again and understand it better. Several moments after he had cleaned himself up and turned his attention to the digital screen in front of him, her focused mind again took her into a deep sleep, dreams of that stubby appendage and white sticky globs filling her.

"This is G-P-N-P-R news. Unrest continues today outside the Nebraska Federal Building, in the third week of violent riots to protest increased taxation and rising inflation in the Federation. Similar demonstrations have been ongoing in various parts of the Federation for several months, including a largely peaceful gathering in the Great Plains Federation city of New Pueblo on Titan. But the most recent demonstrations in Omaha have taken a particularly violent turn as thousands take to the streets after the government declared martial law.

This is of course compounded by the imminent threat of Union invasion from the east, as several troop ships have been reported deploying troops in Council Bluff, Iowa and several Union Cruisers loom just over the border. While Union officials have been silent over the recent military buildup, Great Plains Officials have made it clear they see this as a threat of war and have deployed more troops to the city as a response. This in turn has further aggravated ongoing unrest in the city.

In other news today alli-"

Priscilla's eyes fluttered, a large yawn took her breath as she stretched a thin leg out and raised her arms high up. Theo took notice almost immediately as her navel peeked out from under her shirt on her perfectly flat tummy, all the while the white stain on her knee caused him a bit of anxiety.

"What was that?" She said, sitting up again in her chair, rubbing her eyes.

"Just the news... looks like things are getting worse in the city. And the damn Martians aren't going to pass up a good opportunity." He nodded off his left shoulder.

What she saw as her eyes adjusted to the growing twilight took her breath away almost immediately. In front of them was a vast highway, filled with gravity cars and hover-cargos much like their own leading into a ridgeline of tall towers, flashing lights, and floating craft. To their left at the edge of the highway was a huge double fence topped with barbed wire, sensors, and various warning signs. It was the border with Mars.... and to top it all off, looming just miles outside the city on the other side of the border were three huge ships, like great beasts of the air floating there with a menacing aura. The massive hulks were lined with large cannons, metal plating, and the signature red stripes of the Martian Space Fleet.

"Oh my god..." Priscilla put a hand to her mouth as she took the lord's name in vain, yet somehow it didn't matter at the sight of such menacing power.

"Waterbury looks nice right about now?" Theo jabbed, his hand coming to the back of her chair as he attempted a charming smile.

Priscilla was in sensory overload, not noticing his demeanor as they cruised along the highway. Beside them, traffic thickened, particularly on the opposing side leaving the city. Hundreds of vehicles in standstill traffic fleeing the besieged city. Civil unrest and the threat of a Martian attack was driving people mad as they honked, yelled, and generally looked to be in despair.

Did she make a mistake? How could she admit that now... with how far she had come? A streak of stubbornness was cropping up in her as she doubled down on her decision to come to Omaha.

"No... Waterbury isn't for me." She said with strange confidence, looking at how the setting sun played off the hulls of the looming warships.

"Hmmm." Theo pressed a few controls. The hover-cargo beginning to slow.

"Well, I'm glad you decided that, because we won't be going much farther today." He looked out over the traffic, hundreds of vehicles of various sizes stopped in front of them as they entered the city.

"Looks like they have a checkpoint going into the city. This could be a while..." his eyes looked down at the white stain he begot, hoping she still wouldn't notice.

"Oh..." Priscilla said with concern, wondering what it all meant as the final rays of sunlight fell from the sky. This day of hell was over, and though it began with her slipping on her Sunday's Best, it ended with her in a dirty pair of jeans and shirt her mother didn't approve of, on the edge of a big-city warzone. It was the opening chapter of her new life, which was quite fitting being it would be a life Priscilla hoped her mother would never approve of. She made a promise to herself as she watched the beacon lights and neon signs come alight across the city.... that she wouldn't hold herself back based on what her mother or anyone else had taught her. She was free now.

"So what are you going to do, now that you are here?" The hover cargo lurched forward as it came to a halt in traffic.

Her eyes were mesmerized by a digital sign that displayed a loop image of a woman dressed scantily in a bikini drinking some sort of alcohol while dancing.

"I uh, I want to get to space." Her eyes traveled up one of the larger structures in the city. A thick spire jutting from the center which at the top had several branches meant to dock various spacecraft. There, freighters and other small craft were frantically trying to launch in an attempt to escape the impending disaster.

"Space huh?"

"Yeah... I want to see the stars, explore the planets, maybe even leave Sol... I've heard there is so much to see out there. I'm sure somehow I could visit... maybe find some jobs on a ship as a way of getting off-world."

Theo nodded, thinking of a few ways that could happen, none of them savory. But as he sat back in his chair, the lights of the cabin dimming, he broke into a far less revenant tone about space.

"You know... space ain't as glorious as all of that." He looked up at some of the ships leaving port and ascending to the stars fairly quickly.

"It's cold... unforgiving... and after bouncing between one slimy port after another or being assaulted by pirates in the expanse between systems, you'll learn to enjoy it here safely on earth."

Safely on earth... Priscilla felt that safety at home until she didn't, safety on earth a rather fleeting thing in her mind.

"You've been to space?"

"Yeah... did my time on a freighter." Theo scratched his belly. "Saved up enough to get this hover-cargo and cruise safely along the midwest highways from Deseret to the Texas Republic."

"Wow..." she looked at him amazed.

Theo shifted uncomfortably, it had been a while since a girl that beautiful looked at him with such interest.

"Well, maybe save your pennies and you can get a hover-cargo or a freighter or something." He waved his hand around.

"But until then, I'm sort of tired." He sat up, walking to the back of the cabin where the singular bed was and taking new sheets and pillows out of the cargo space.

"How about you take the rack tonight? Since I'm a gentleman. I prefer to sleep on the chairs anyway." He fluffed up a pillow on the rack nicely before waving for her to come on back.

Priscilla smiled gracefully, feeling a little guilty for stealing his bed, but happy to accept somewhere less rigid to sleep that night. Though as she walked towards the edge of the rack and sat on it, she didn't feel tired.

"We won't have too much time to sleep, they'll probably start moving things along in a few hours with the checkpoint, so get some more rest." Theo stood above the girl who sat on the edge of the bed, his girth not but a foot from her face as he chanced a reach of his hand to her chin and pinched it affectionately. He awkwardly retracted, not sure what possessed him to touch her.

Priscilla herself didn't know what to think but chose given her excitement and the weariness of the day to accept it, kicking off her shoes and laying down guiltily with dirty clothes. She looked down at the white stain for the first time since she faked sleeping, her tummy feeling funny yet again as she imagined Theo's appendage.

"Good night." Her soft singsong voice said as she lay back on the rack.

Theo sat back in the driver's chair, leaning it down as he looked back at the small petite body in his bed. His eyes followed the curve of her hip which sat upright as she slept facing him, she closed her eyes as he followed her long legs down to her bare feet.

"Night."

Again, as Priscilla's weary mind swam through the depths of sleep she was pulled from the water by a strange sound. This time as she slightly peaked her eyes from under her lids she had keen anticipation for what she wanted to see, and the sheltered girl from backwoods Nebraska was not disappointed.

As she lay in the rack, seemingly peacefully sleeping, Theo was in his driver's chair facing her just a few feet away, this time with his cargo shorts around his ankles. His strange stubby appendage was again hard and between his fingers as he stroked it. He had seemingly just started, his appendage growing back to the length it was last time she secretly witnessed it.

What she was sure of was a growing desire to do her stroking. Her heart raced as her eyes slid across his member, thoughts about what it might feel like and how it would be in her hands if she stroked it. An excited breath escaped her as it all raced through her mind, Theo stopping his strokes for a moment to be sure she was still asleep.

Priscilla lay still so he would continue, eager to watch him stroke it more, hoping her stillness would encourage him to. Of course, he obliged, his moans and low growls got louder with each pass of his fingers over the reddened bulbous tip Priscilla was coming to enjoy watching. When would his eruption happen again?

Despite Priscilla's desire to lay still and watch, something in her couldn't help it, something in her had to feel something down there. Eyes still feigning being closed her hand reached down, Theo stopping his strokes as he frightfully thought she was coming to. As he was about to spin the chair around to hide his condition, Priscilla's waking hand slipped to the button of her jeans, breaking that seal and slipping inside to begin rubbing herself.

"Ahhh..." a cute sound came from her as she slid her finger along the upper portion of her lips through the fabric. Theo, member still in hand, looked at her confused, was she asleep? Was this for real? He eagerly began to pull at his cock as he watched Priscilla toy with herself.

Her eyes soon opened meeting with his as they both coincidently let out a moan at the same time. Priscilla's curious sheltered eyes were fixated on him as he stroked, a bright eagerness in them as he moved his fingers up and down his stubby length.

"You're a curious good girl huh?" The older man's strangely lewd statement was accompanied by a slow and deliberate stroke in her direction.

Priscilla couldn't deny that she was, her hand pushing the zipper of her pants down lower as she felt wetness growing between her legs. It was all new and strange to her, an aspect of herself hardly explored until now.

A quick and sheepish nod acknowledged Theo's less than innocent statement.

"Uh-huh..." her stroking quickened as her legs began to squirm. She bit her lip and hummed as she couldn't take her eyes off his cock.

"Mmmmm good girl." He said with a wheeze. "I bet a small-town girl like you never saw a cock this big." He stood up, beneath his big belly his cock extending a promising four or so inches, though it was rather thick around.

Priscilla, having never l seen a cock before nodded eagerly, stroking herself lower and harder, riding along a small nub on her vagina that made her go crazy.

"Can I see it... closer?" She dared to ask, her opposite hand swirling around the outside of her shirt against her breast.

Theo wasted no time walking towards the girl with his cock pointed right at her. There was little good intention in his mind as he gave her little space, bringing the cock directly above her face. Priscilla dipped her hands under her panties on instinct, crying out loudly with ecstasy as she felt how wet she was and how her fingers slid across her lower lips.

"You can touch it, you know." He had let go of it at this time, allowing it to swing freely over her as he swayed.

Priscilla needed no more encouragement, sitting up in the bed as she examined it closely, her warm breaths falling across its skin. Her eyes were so wide, taking in every detail, every vein, every red bloch. Her eyes even crept under to see the sack between his legs, equally thrilling feelings taking her.

Hands shaking with excitement and anticipation she grabbed it, the stubby length fitting perfectly in her soft hand as she began to stroke it in a rather amateurish fashion. She looked up at Theo to see if he would moan like he did when he was stroking it, his face certainly enjoying the moment, he soon placed a hand on her head. Priscilla's other hand came to his sack, feeling it, squeezing it, holding it as she explored.

"Oooo easy there sweetie with those." He patted her on the head, Priscilla calming down a bit as she continued to touch his cock and balls. Her jeans were wide open, blue panties visible from above as she ground against the ball of her foot, absent a hand to bring that sensation to herself.

"You know... you can try tasting it, put it in your mouth and see." Theo encouraged, bucking his thick hips a little as Priscilla looked up with a few playful tugs.

No doubt had already come to her mind, her head filled with so many things she wanted to do with it as she held it in her hand. She took a deep breath, bringing her head down some as her eyes looked up at Theo for approval. He nodded with a bright and lewd smile as her thin pink lips touched the tip of his cock.

"Ahhhoohhhh." He tilted his head back, Priscilla taking his head to her lips as she sat there unsure what else to do. He tasted a bit salty, a funny taste from the fluid leaking from its tip. Yet her heart raced so fast like the excitement was about to make her burst. She eagerly ground her crotch against her heel even more, like a starved animal she bucked her hips around to feel some pressure between her legs.

"Take a bit more sweetie." Theo encouraged her by rolling his hips forward. It wasn't long before she had all of him in her mouth. No small task for a first-timer, a few unpleasant gags as she held it, but otherwise little struggle for its 4-inch length.

"Oh baby, gooooood, gooood girl." He pat her on the head once more. Priscilla encouraged, even as he began to roll his hips back and forth she was able to contain herself to just a few gags as he pressed far into her, blonde head nearly pressed against the bulkhead of the hover-cargo. Yet he soon went faster... and faster, his moans and grunts joined by a firm grip on the hair of the back of her head.

"Use your tongue sweetie." He looked down at her kindly as he took the cock out for a second. Saliva ran between her lips and his tip as she nodded quickly and smiled. This feeling was like no other to her, and she was all for getting tips as she eagerly awaited the chance to witness another eruption.

"Ok." The blonde girl smiled, only to have a cock thrust unsanctimoniously back into her mouth, with a faster pace accompanying it. She gagged a few more times as her face pressed into his fat belly. He pushed her head against him as he slid her mouth on and off his stubby cock. Priscilla was slightly scared, unsure what was going on other than the warm feeling between her legs and the warm feeling in her mouth. Her eyes watered a bit (though they were not tears) as she looked up at the man who grunted and growled so ferociously.

In seconds, her mouth was filled with a warm, salty, and slightly off-putting mixture shooting against the back of her throat. Priscilla gagged harder and harder at this, Theo pressing her head against the bulkhead of the cabin as he finished in her lips. She tried to push him away but rope after rope filled her throat and mouth. It was not until the last grunt and jerking motion left his body did he release her, Priscilla falling back on the rack a bit as she gagged. Cum ran out of her lips and down her chin like a waterfall, her hands coming up to catch it unsure what was happening. As she saw it pooling in her palms she realized it was the same gooey stuff he shot across the cabin earlier! But he put it in her mouth this time?

"Good girls swallow." He leaned down, pants still around his ankles as he came to her eye level.

Priscilla didn't know much better, all her life she strove to be nothing but a good girl, and so she did as she was told. She took a long drawn out gulp of the goo that was in her mouth, a small gag accompanying as her bright green eyes watered.

The older man used his thumb to scoop up some of the cum on her chin, depositing it between her pink lips. Priscilla locked eyes with him and obediently swallowed, just like she was told, just like a good girl.

"Here, wipe your hands." He threw her a small towel, to which Priscilla attempted to remove the sticky substance. Yet no sooner did she do so than did she realized how unsatisfied she still was. Why after the eruption did she still feel such warmth and tingling?

Her hand descended into her panties once more, sitting upright she rubbed herself, moaning feebly as she looked up to him confused and unfulfilled.

"Mmmm... Still feeling it?" He looked at her, cupping her cheek in his dry hands.

Priscilla nodded eagerly as her jaw slacked and she bounced up and down on her hand. Her fingers moved in semi-circles across a little nub in her folds, no one had to teach her how to do this. Her motions were pure instinct and feeling as she embraced this carnal desire within her.

"Let me help you." His rosy cheeks came to a big smile as he looked down at her masturbating on his rack. His hand grasped the elbow of the arm which dived into her panties as he waited for her to agree.

Help her... she felt like she needed it like she was chasing some sort of feeling she could not keep up with, her hand rubbing yet not quite getting to the finish line. Truthfully she was growing more frustrated each time she felt the tension grow and then subside. However, as he gently pushed her on her back she felt the butterflies in her stomach glide down to her wetness.

Laying on the rack she took her hands away, holding them at her sides, fingers glistening with fluid. The large man's thick hands came around the waistband of her tight jeans, giving them a small tug before looking into Priscilla's beautiful green eyes. There was no objection or acceptance, only tension as she waited to see what he was doing. Waiting no longer she soon found him pulling down her jeans, struggling a bit to get them over her ass and subsequently tossing them on the floor which was soon joined by her blue panties.

"Mmmm..." he licked his lips, the girl laying on her back, bottomless in the hover cargo's rack with thin legs spread wide and glistening folds staring up at him. Her tummy rose and fell nervously as he got down on his knees between her thighs.

His chubby dry fingers lightly caressed her legs, making her shiver as she watched him descend between them. Soon he ran them along her lower abdomen, admiring her wispy blonde tuft of hair that was slicked back with her natural lubricants.

"Beautiful girl." He said, thumb beginning to rub the outside part of her lips.

Priscilla shuddered, whining as his fingers began to explore her more, parting her lips, touching her pinkness, and running around her inner legs. It was all such a strange and overwhelming experience. Her inner good Christian girl was screaming that it was all wrong, yet that was the side of her that she was trying to escape. It was all backwards now, what was wrong for all those years was now right, and certainly, these "sins of the flesh" she now understood in context were no different. The more wrong she felt by them the more she wanted to do them.

Theo leaned in, his warm panting wafting over her tulip as it prickled. Priscilla bit her lip as she struggled to keep her head far enough up to see what he was doing, her eyes ravenously curious. But soon her head was sent straight backward as a surge of pleasure jolted her body. His tongue began to run along the inside of her slit, lapping up juices eagerly while touching her in ways no one ever had. It was sort of an uncoordinated assault on her folds, going everywhere along her crotch with no rhythm, yet the inexperienced Priscilla couldn't get enough of it, beginning to buck her hips and yelp with every sting of sensation.

"You like this huh? A sexy girl like you likes what I am doing?" The blotchy trucker said almost in disbelief as he toyed with her sex. Something in his own eyes was in awe of her like she was just a dream. But soon as his fingers joined his tongue at her slit, two of them parting her lips to allow him to explore further, he would begin to see the bigger picture.

"Oh?" That was all he could say as his fingers spread her slit. A thin barrier inside of her peeked out as he inserted his tongue to play.

"You're a virgin?" He gave her sex a lip smack before lifting his head.

Priscilla didn't know much, but she did know she was that. Her blonde head nodded timidly as she watched for what he would do next.

"It is all coming back around for me..." he mumbled as he perversely smiled and admired her purity. A sexy and beautiful woman like her laying half-naked in his rack a virgin no less! His cock was beginning to harden again at the thought.

He then buried his face in her sex, from nose to forehead wet with her fluids as he smacked his lips and ran his tongue aggressively all around her. The girl's back arched as she pressed herself against his face, her moans so loud it would challenge the thickness of those hover-cargo windows. Her whole body was being elevated to something she could not quite understand. As his tongue explored her depths and lips smacked against her nub she was feeling a warmth that had never radiated until now.

"Ohhh my god!" She took the lord's name in vain a second time as her whole body quaked, back pulsing her lower half up and down as each convulsion of her orgasm overtook her. This was the finish line that kept moving, the one that she couldn't reach herself. Her eyes blurred as she cried out and gasped for air, her body still pressing her slit instinctively into Theo's face as he licked her.

As the feeling faded her body slumped back into the rack, her muscles feeling so sore yet so relieved to be expelled of that missing sensation. Priscilla just lay there on the rack staring at the ceiling for a long moment, Theo raising his head and giving her another off-white and crooked smile, his lips and chin glistening with her fluids.

"That was a nice orgasm doll?" He coughed as his hand wiped away her essence from his face.

Priscilla had little power to acknowledge him, the smallest and most subtle nod coming from her as her legs dangled off the edge of the rack and red blushing pussy glistening between them.

"Mmmm well now I need to show you how to have another. And claim a little something of yours." His innermost perverse thoughts seeped into his words as he stood back up, stubby cock erect once more as he grabbed onto her legs and opened them enough that his fat gut could fit between them. There he stoked it, holding it above her folds as he gazed down at her with a lewd grin.

It all clicked in her mind right there. Priscilla was not a slow girl by any means, she may be sheltered but she could put two and two together. Looking at his cock and then how he placed himself between her legs, she could tell what it meant to "mate" and "lose virginity". Her mind raced as he spread her legs even wider, pressing down on her inner thighs as she rested her claves on the soft fatty part of his back. She could feel his sweat against her skin, the salivating expression on his face, and the smell of herself in the air.

Underneath his gut Theolowered his hips to align to hers, his cock just inches from her virgin opening.

"No..." she realized she was not quite ready for this part. After the sensation of her first orgasm she had quite enough sin for one day. Her mind became clearer as she looked upon the older trucker and became disgusted, his fat gut resting on her lower abdomen.

"Shhhh sweetie, this will only hurt a second." One hand pushed her thigh down and the other ran under her shirt and grabbed her breast. His cock kissed the entrance of her slit just then as she tried to roll his hips forward, one time even managing to have his tip spread her lips ever so slightly. For the first few tries, he missed, meaning to thrust into her with bravado. The longer he took, however, the more of Priscilla's senses returned.

"No!" She yelled, pushing his hand off her breast. She managed to pull her hips back and away from his cock, sliding to the edge of the rack under the weight of the heavy-set man.

"I don't want to... not yet." She pleaded.

He was too far gone to hear her, wanting so desperately to claim her virginity as a prize, pulling at her hips to try and sunder her along his cock. But each time he missed and she managed to slip more out of his grasp.

Without warning Priscilla was able to bring a leg up, thrusting upwards so that her heel dug into his jaw. She seemed to be 3-0 today for brawls, knocking Theo backward onto the other side of the rack as the small girl rolled to the floor and staggered to get up and make for the door.

"Priscilla wait!" He called as he struggled to get back up and recover from her blow. With a grab of her backpack and a shove on the door handle, he was too late to stop her, the bottomless girl disappearing into the night leaving only her panties and jeans as a memento. Both were better than leaving her maidenhead.

Priscilla was cold on the highway, her bottom half still moist and bare to the world as she sprinted between cars with her bag over her shoulder. She didn't even think much about her state of dress as she ran towards the city limits, she just knew she was not quite ready to give "that" up, at least not to a fat old man in a hover-cargo.

Soon up-ahead, as Theo warned, the checkpoint loomed. Bright floodlights would illuminate her indecency immediately as she crossed the threshold of their light, but Priscilla hoped her momentum would get her past unmolested. Several Great Plains Territorial Army soldiers stood to watch amongst metal barriers, digital scanning devices beeping, and loitering vehicles trying to make entry. Their uniforms were a grey digital camouflage with a large dark grey chest piece made of hard alloys. Their kinetic rifles were at the ready as they scanned IDs, vehicles, and cargo. The late-night watch of the Omaha north checkpoint simply went through the motions during their third night of martial law.

But what was not routine would be the half-naked Priscilla sprinting by, dodging the grasps of a few soldiers through the element of surprise and leaping over a small pedestrian barrier.

Two such soldiers were lucky enough to stand "down wind" of Priscilla as she lept the barrier, two smooth striding long white legs opening just enough that her glistening wet pussy was caught in the light of the checkpoint.

"Miss, hold up! Wait!" One soldier made to pursue, even holding his weapon up more in an aggressive stance.

"Hold up corporal." One of the two lucky ones raised a hand to stay his man.

"Sarge?" A few of the junior soldiers seemed conflicted.

The more grizzled veteran just shook his head and smiled, watching her bare ass fade into the darkness once more.

"Don't worry about it... this city could use some good pussy."