The Crash of Desires
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Episode 1: The Wake-Up Girl
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 1: The Wake-Up Girl - Jeap, a former priest turned lieutenant, is sent on a plane with his colleagues to destroy a region in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. However, en route, they crash, and Jeap is the only survivor, but he immediately loses consciousness. Upon waking, he succumbs to the mutual sexual attraction he discovers exists between himself and Mive, the young woman who saved his life. The young man is unaware that the region he was supposed to destroy is right where he is.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Consensual NonConsensual Romantic Slavery Heterosexual Fiction Military Mystery MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Torture Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Food Lactation Massage Oral Sex Petting Squirting Tit-Fucking Violence
Patrick: Jeap!! Grab that parachute!! Let’s go!! Let’s jump!! The plane is going to crash in two minutes. Jeap takes the parachute Patrick hands him and jumps out of the plane, into the void separating them from the ground. The wind is strong, and he is thrown considerably off course, nearly hitting a mountain. Fortunately, he lands safely on solid ground, quickly getting rid of his parachute.
Jeap: Patrick!!! Patrick!!! He shouts like this for five minutes, then grows tired. He is on icy ground, and the cold begins to bite him, as he has no proper clothing. Also, during his fall, he hit his head, having not learned how to jump with a parachute. He then feels unwell, exhausted, and then faints.
A few hours later.
Jeap (lying on a bed, barely opening his eyes): What happened to me?
He then sees the silhouette of a young girl in front of the door of the room he’s in.
Jeap: Hey! Who...
Mive (the girl at the door): Shh!! Mive turns around, and Jeap sees a slender young woman, dressed in a black dress, with small but beautiful breasts and a sweet, childlike face.
Mive (entering the room and approaching Jeap’s bed): You’re going to hurt yourself. Don’t shout too loudly. Jeap: Who are you? What happened to me? Where am I?
Mive: We found several of your fellow passengers dead; the plane crashed some distance away. But luckily, you were still breathing. So Mom agreed to take you in while you recover.
Jeap: Here? Where are we?
Mive: You’ll find out soon enough. For now, there’s something else you need to worry about. Jeap: What is it?
Mive (climbing onto the bed, still fully clothed, and lying completely on top of Jeap, spreading her legs so that Jeap’s genitals are in contact with hers through their clothing): I’m sorry. Jeap, still lying down, feels Mive’s nipples pressing against his chest, which is covered by his t-shirt. His penis, inside his pants, tries to break the zipper to make full physical contact with the young woman’s genitals. Tension rises throughout his body; he tries to take control of the situation, but Mive immediately stops him.
Mive (her face just above Jeap’s): Don’t move ... Don’t ... Don’t move! (She then gasps) This ... This isn’t ... possible.
Jeap (also panting): Who are you?
Mive: The only woman with whom no man before you has been able to endure more than thirty seconds without reaching orgasm simply from the touch of my body.
The two then broke free from their embrace, and Jeap glared at her.
Jeap: Who am I here?
Mive: You were a prisoner condemned to death. Now, since you resisted my embrace, you’re entitled to a trial.
Jeap: But ... Mive (placing her index finger on Jeap’s lips): Shhh! Don’t talk too much. In fifteen minutes, my mother will come with some soldiers to execute you. They’ll only refrain if they find you’ve given me pleasure. I promise to explain everything later, but for now, please try to satisfy me.
Jeap stares at her.
Jeap: In the town I come from, no woman has ever been able to keep me in her bed. I’ve worked on my self-control to an extraordinary level. But you, you’ve managed to make me desire you.
Mive: Are you a priest? Jeap: I wanted to become one, but I was dismissed last week.
Mive: Misconduct?
Jeap: Not really. I might have the chance to tell you more about it later. First ... Mive: I see. Should I take the lead?
Jeap: To start, yes. I’ll get right to it after that. Mive then stood on the bed and took off her dress. Jeap immediately felt a shiver run down his spine. The young woman had a perfectly sculpted body. Her breasts, which already looked beautiful through the dress, turned out to be two gorgeous mounds, practically begging to be devoured. Her slender, soft arms and long legs gave her the look of a Hollywood actress. But nothing was more alluring than her sex, already dripping wet; Jeap understood the effect it had on her as well. Mive then asked the young man to stand up as well. Both standing, the young man was barely an inch taller than the young woman. Mive (already breathing heavily): What do you think of me?
Jeap: Is that a question or a provocation?