Morgan 2: Baptism

   Next story involving my favorite murderess.  (1st time, FM, bathing,
BDSM, biting, drowning, fantasy, femdom, horror, lactation, Morgan,
pregnant, seduction, snuff, unprotected, watersports, ws, fdom)

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   It was scarcely believable that autumn was here.  The weather was still
very hot & the leaves had barely began to turn.  Deverell was happy for the
shade of the forest as he made his way to the lake.  If it wasn't for the
foliage he'd have pasted out during his trek.

   It was bad enough that he had to go out this far to catch anything.  The
other side of the lake was closer to his village & thus, more heavily
fished.  Not only that it was shallow too.  It'd be harder to catch
anything in shallow water on such a hot day.

   The quiet should help too, Deverell thought to himself.

   Finding a nice shady area, he sat down his simple equipment: a fishing
rod carved from a small sapling, a long string w/ a hook, & a satchel full
of bait & some rations for the day's journey.

   By the position of the sun, Deverell could tell it was just past noon.
So that meant the day was only going to get hotter.  Setting down on the
shaded beach, he pulled out his waterskin for a drink.

   Off in the distance he heard a splash.  Quickly he sat his drink aside &
scanned out over the waters.  Far out, near another beach, in the open sun
was figure splashing around in the water.  Deverell was confident they
couldn't see him in the shadows so he made no pretense of looking away.

   Whoever it was, they were swimming closer.  That is, towards the center
of the lake.  Deverell could hardly blame them, taking a dip in weather
like this.  Still he didn't like the idea of them scaring the fish.  He was
about to shout something just before they got closer.

   It was a woman, Deverell's words died in his thoat, & she looked
beautiful.  He couldn't see much of her through the water, just her pretty
pale face & long dark brown hair.  She wasn't looking at him, just lazily
swimming backwards now.  However she was swimming closer to Deverell. 
Possibly to be in the shade.

   Panicking that she might see him, he quickly ducked behind some bushes.

   She was still swimming closer.  From his hiding place in the forest
canopy, Deverell could see even more how gorgeous she was.  Her hazel eyes
adjusted to the diminished light now & she blinked a few times as she swept
back her wet hair.

   Had she seen him?  Deverell thought he would start hyperventilating. 
No, but she had seen his tackle.  The woman smiled & began swimming closer
to shore.  He could see more of her now, her smooth slender shoulders were
bare.  Growing excited, he wondered what else was hidden by lake water.

   She was still only swimming towards his possessions, not looking at his
hiding place.  She didn't look angry?  Deverell knew how much women of his
village guarded their privacy.

   She was in shallow enough water to stand now, & she did so slowly. 
Deverell had to cover his mouth to keep from gasping.  This pale woman was
completely naked, he'd never seen woman's body before & now one was here in
her full glory.  He could easily see that she was tall, much taller than
any woman he'd known, with long graceful legs & sinuous curves.  Despite
being svelte she was also obviously pregnant, her belly well stretched &
distended with child.  Likewise she had large heavy breasts, dripping with
water.

   Any instinct he had to flee left, all he wanted to do was stare at her.
Crouched low, he could feel his erection tenting his breeches.

   The woman walked up onto the land, approaching his discarded
possessions. Her hair was sticking to her body with her long graceful neck.
After reaching his things, she looked about, even turning.  He was able to
see her crotch now, covered in a light dusting of fine black hair.  Who was
she?

   "Hello?" she said nervously.  Her voice was music.

   She didn't seem angry, just a little afraid.  Deverell felt a little
guilty, like a pervert, getting hard by this woman he didn't know.

   "Is anyone there?" she continued, facing away from him now.  He stayed
hidden, admiring her curves, how he ached to get closer.

   "It's okay," she said with amusement in her voice "I just want to talk.
You can come out"

   She shrugged her slender shoulders.

   "I can cover up if that bothers you." her voice pained with beauty, all
of her did.

   With delicate grace she covered her right hand over her crotch, & w/ her
left arm she covered her nipples.

   "Is that better?" she spoke into the forest.

   No, it certainly wasn't, Deverell thought.  He was worried she might
leave.  Maybe if he covered up, or stood behind the bushes she would not
notice his stiffness.  It hurt how hard she made him.

   He rather risk embarrassment than see her go.  So he stood up where he
was.  She wasn't facing him, but she heard the rustling.  Taken a little
aback, she raised her high fine eyebrows in surprise.  She breathed a sigh
of relief & smiled at him.  Both of them blushed & she blinked with long
pretty eyelashes.

   "Sorry" Deverell stammered.

   "It's okay." she said, catching her breath.

   "You just startled me." she smiled again, he thought he would turn to
stone.

   She rubbed one foot against the back of her leg.  Then she pointed her
foot towards his gear.

   "Is that yours?" she asked.  That was a silly question, small talk
really.

   "Yes..." he managed.

   She smiled at his bashfulness.  Until now he hadn't fully realized how
much taller she was than him.  Proportionally she was very feminine, with
her curves, ample breasts & especially with her swollen tummy.  But still
she towered over him.  He was glad for his loose breeches & foilage to
cover his excitment.

   "Can you help me?" she asked, still covering up her most intimate areas.

   How could he help her, he thought.

   "Yes.." he stammered again.  Great, she'll think I'm a half wit Deverell
lamented.

   "Oh, good" she smiled again.  What would it be like to kiss her?  Or to
kiss any woman for that matter.

   Almost thoughtlessly, she pointed her left hand back the way she'd swam,
uncovering her breasts for the moment.  He could see her tits shake when
she spoke, now unobstructed,

   "...get back home?" she finished.  What had she said?

   "I'm sorry" Deverell said, barely above a whisper.

   "That's okay" she giggled covering her breasts again.

   She began again: "I said, I went further than I meant to from my
hospice, could you escort me & help me get back home?"

   Deverell managed a weak nod.  She could have asked him to eat dirt & he
would have obeyed.

   "Thank you" she said sweetly.  She cocked her head to the side slightly
letting her wet hair veil part of her face.

   "It's too hot to go now though" she said looking up at the sky through
the trees.

   "Would you like to go swimming with me until it cools down a little?"
she looked back at him as she spoke.

   He nodded again feebly & she moved her hand away from her breast again.
It wasn't until now that he noticed she didn't have a wedding ring on. 
That was highly unusual in his village, but not unheard of.

   She waved him forward, "Come on I don't bite."

   With shakey balance, he stepped out from the bushes.  He tried his best
to cover his erection with his hands.  It was useless, there was no hiding
what she did to him.

   She smiled & looked down at what he was hiding.

   "It's okay." she said softly, rubbing her swollen tummy: "It's only
natural."

   Deverell relaxed but still felt so hard he might break.  Slowly with
trembling limbs he moved his hands away.  He didn't want to look weak in
front of her.

   "See?  It's okay." she grinned.  He blushed bright red.

   She was still covering up the mound between her legs.  Leaning over she
looked him in the face & blinked her dark hazel eyes at him.  Her breasts
swung pendulously.

   "Did you want to see it?" she said gently.

   He hadn't realized he'd been staring.  Trying to speak, to exclaim
'yes!', he could say nothing.

   Nevertheless she took her hand away & opened her legs.  He'd never seen
anything like it, beneath her distended belly it just dropped off, smoothly
& cleanly with a slash at the bottom covered with a small amount of dark
hair.  Most of her body had dried off in the heat, but this part of was
dripping.  Was that water?

   Deverell thought he would burst into flames in this heat.  She stepped
forward & reached out for him.  He started back a bit involuntarily.

   "Shh...  shh..." she said, "It's alright.  Aren't you coming?"

   "I shouldn't." he managed.

   "Shouldn't what?"

   "Associate with strangers..." he said at length.  He immediately
regretted it when he saw her hurt expression.

   "Even if it's a beautiful woman?"

   Especially not then, he thought but didn't say.  How could this woman be
dangerous?  She even needed his help.

   "I'm sorry" he said to her.  She didn't look at him, but at her feet &
the sand beneath.

   "My village doesn't like outsiders.  I don't know why.  I don't like
being unfriendly.  I'll go with you"

   Ugh, could he sound more in-eloquent, he thought.

   "Are you sure?  I don't want to get you in trouble." she looked up at
him.  Damn, how she made him pulse.

   "I want to" is all he could say.

   She smiled at him again, "Okay well come on then" she spoke with renewed
warmth.

   Deverell stood silent, not sure what she meant.

   She laughed: "You're not going swimming in all that are you".  She
pointed at his tunic & breeches.  He wasn't even wearing shoes.

   "I..." he thought he'd burst into flames from embarrassment.

   She put her hand on her hips.  "It's nothing I haven't seen before"

   Deverell was too nervous to speak now.  She waited another moment, then
turned around.  He thought she was going to leave without him.

   "I understand you're worried.  I'll go ahead & get in the water so you
can undress in private." she started stepping away.

   I've offended her & now she's going to swim off without me, he thought.

   "No wait!" he said louder than he meant to.

   "It's okay.  Just don't leave" he said with a bit more control.

   Slowly she turned around to face him again.  She was still smiling so
Deverell breathed a sigh of relief.

   Still, he looked away when he shrugged his tunic over his slender
shoulders.  After that she just looked at him expectantly.  He already felt
awkward enough.  His limbs wouldn't let him go any further.

   She waited & stated with some annoyance, "It's fine I'll just be in the
shallows I promise I won't leave without you alright?"

   Her displeasure distressed him but he didn't want to annoy her further
by protesting.

   "I'm sorry!" he said again as she turned around.

   She waved her hand at him in response.  Gracefully she stepped back into
the water.  Deverell watched her go, feeling hypnotized.  He noticed
something running down her leg before she was at last completely
encompassed.

   Confident she wasn't looking he stripped the last bit of clothing he had
& went in after her.  He had to move quickly, lest she turn around before
he'd immersed himself.

   The water was much cooler than air, but it was still warm & relaxing. 
It did nothing to alleviate his hardness.  If anything being naked made it
worse.

   He looked over to where he'd last seen her swimming ahead of him.  He
was eager to join her now.  But, where had she gone?

   "Hello?" he said, a little worried.

   Nothing, just the sound of water lapping around him.  A bird cawed in
the distance.

   "Hello?" he said louder, fear creeping into his voice.  Now, it seemed,
it was his turn.  He stayed there a while, treading water.

   Suddenly, something strong grabbed his ankle pulling him underwater. 
Deverell panicked as water flooded his nostrils.  The sun above grew murky
as he was pulled into the depths.  At last what ever held his ankle let go
& a pair of soft hands gripped him under the arms & lifted him above the
surface.

   Deverell coughed & sputtered, spitting water out.  His nostrils burned &
he blinked his vision back after several lungfuls of air.  She was holding
him, still holding him that is, under his arms.

   He looked at her, worried that he'd struck her with his undignified
thrashing.

   "Are you okay?" She asked, an amused (if concerned) smile on her face.

   He coughed a few times more, "Yeah.  Thank you."

   She was touching him.  She was actually touching him, he realized.  Only
under his arms, still holding him up, but it made him feel like
evaporating.

   "I think I caught my foot on something.  I didn't mean for you to see me
panic" he blushed.

   "Oh..." she looked sheepish, "That was me.  I was just having fun with
you."

   "Okay." he said, a little relieved.  "I didn't accidentally kick you did
I?"

   "No" she said smiling.  Her voice was hypnotic.

   "Good." he said relaxing a little.  He floated there, letting her hold
him up.  She was apparently tall enough to be standing on something.  There
was a moment of silence & they both held eye contact.  He wanted to hug her
but was afraid of how she'd react.  She might even be angry about before.
Perhaps that was why she'd pulled him under.

   "Are you mad at me?" he asked, breaking the silence.

   "No," she blinked.  "Why should I be?"

   "...From before.  When I wouldn't..."

   She laughed "Oh no.  I'm not mad"

   That relaxed him quite a bit.  Her hands were very warm against his
skin, even in the water.  She put her right hand over his chest.

   "Your heart is beating so fast.  Are you sure you're okay?" she said
letting go of him.

   "I'm fine" he said, managing a weak smile.  He was a little upset that
she wasn't touching him now.  Both of them began treading.

   "C'mon let's go to where it's deeper so we can cool off" without waiting
for a reply she dashed backwards.  She had surprising speed considering the
amount she she was carrying.

   Deverell wasn't the best swimmer, but he did his best to keep up with
her.  His erection still hadn't died down but that was easy to conceal in
the water.  When they reached the deeper part of the lake he again lost
sight of her.

   Before he could even call out her hand clamped over his mouth & she
pulled him down again.  She dunked him under the surface several times,
finally letting him up to breath.  He coughed for quite a while & she
laughed.  She didn't hold him up this time, which bothered him more than
the dunking.

   He managed a weak smile but obviously looked more upset than he'd meant
to.

   "Ah, now I've made you mad" she lamented, pouting a little too.

   "No.  no." he didn't like seeing her upset "You just startled me"

   She swam closer, her belly pressing against him.

   "Come here" she put her arms around him, keeping above water with her
legs.  She had to hold him sideways, but he eagerly held her back.

   Deverell thought he would die, her body was so warm in the cool water.
The side of her breast touched him.  Being this close to her, she smelled
wonderful, like some flower he couldn't identify.

   "There we go..." she whispered.  Gently she stroked his hair back.  It
felt so comforting, making him forget about the bottomless depths beneath.
He relaxed helplessly against her, allowing her to completely support him.
Her breasts rose & fell with her breathing.  Slowly she pressed his head
against her bosom.  Her heartbeat filled his hearing & he closed his eyes.
She pulled him closer, making him straddle her right hip.  His erection,
still pulsing, was pressed against her belly now.  She had to feel it. 
Continuously nudging her in time with his heartbeat.  At this point he felt
too safe to care.  He wanted her to know how she made him feel.  She set
his senses on fire.

   Deverell opened his eyes & looked up at her.  She was still smiling down
on him.  With her silent approval it made him relax even more, perhaps too
much.  He felt a powerful need to relieve himself.

   We're in the water, he thought, maybe she won't notice.  It was
beginning to get beyond controlling & he relented.  Soon he could feel the
water warming & caution overcame relief.  She looked him in the eyes & he
stopped himself.

   "It's okay." she smiling warmly, "We're in the lake, it won't hurt
anything.  Besides it feels nice, I like it"

   Deverell relaxed completely against her & let himself go.  Sighing to
himself he peered up at the woman & saw she was looking down.  He followed
her gaze & only then realized how clear the lake water was here.  They both
could see his stream discoloring the water.  It had also been hitting the
side of her swollen belly.  She let out a quiet moan & put her left hand in
front of the stream.

   "That's it, just relax..." she said with a look of fascination on her
face.  She gently waved her hand back & forth in front of the dying stream.

   "All done?" she asked bringing her hand up above the water.

   "Thank you" was all he could say.

   "Thank you." she replied, licking her fingers.

   Her reaction weirded Deverell out a little but it didn't bother him.

   "Did that feel good?" she asked.

   "Yes." he nodded too, cradling his arms tighter around her neck.  She
held him close with one arm in response.  With the other she resumed
swimming in place.

   "Do you mind if I get some relief too?" she said, bobbing slightly in
the water.

   Deverell shook his head in consent, even managing a smile.

   "Oh good, having this baby is making me go constantly!" she groaned.

   He could feel her body relax under his arms.  She closed her eyes &
looked up, sighing.  The water became much warmer, looking down he could
see the stream coming out from under her dark patch.  Before long he
realized she was watching him watch her.  "Do you want to touch it?" she
asked.

   Deverell wasn't sure whether she meant her flesh or her piss.  Either
way the answer was an enthusiastic 'yes!'.  He nodded excitedly.

   "I don't think I can reach." he said.

   "Oh sure you can!" she laughed.

   He felt her right hand snake up behind him & grab the back of his head.
With that she smashed his face down into the water, while still relieving
herself.  He easily lost his hold from her, & was soon thrashing about
helplessly.

   She pushed him down further, until his face was nuzzled against her
crotch.  With her other hand she forced his drowning mouth open in front of
urine stream.  It blasted down his throat for few seconds then she forced
his mouth closed & pulled him above the water by his head.

   Deverell's nostrils flared for air.  She held her hand over his mouth
for the moment, keeping him steady with her other arm.  Letting him get a
few painful breaths, she then moved her hand over his nose as well.  With
look of vacant hunger in her eyes she smiled & then made an exaggerated
imitation of swallowing something.  Deverell blinked confused for a moment.
She repeated the motion & nodded enthusiastically.  Even in his oxygen
deprived mind he understood.  The mixture of piss & water tasted sour but
he managed to gulp it down.  She waited a bit longer, perhaps to make sure
he didn't vomit it back up.  Deverell thought he would feint, but she held
him fast.  When she was satisfied he'd done what she wanted she let him go.

   Deverell coughed for several minutes but kept down the recent ingestion.
The woman didn't laugh this time.  Instead she treaded in place with one
arm & watched him.

   Was she concerned, he wondered.

   "Why do you keep doing that to me?" he asked, tears forming in his eyes.

   Great, now she's going to think I'm weak, he thought.  Starting to cry
certainly wouldn't help.

   She swam in closer & he tensed up.

   "I'm sorry" she said softy, "I got carried away."

   She embraced him again, this time on her left side.  All the tension
left him with her touch.  He couldn't stay mad at her at her & she knew it.

   "Shh shh.." she whisper in his ear.  Her breath was so warm, like her
voice.

   It felt unimaginably good to be so close to her.  Her warm wet skin, her
scent, her heartbeat, she looked so beautiful.  He put his arms around her,
encircling her neck & hugged her as tight as he could.  Everywhere else he
let go, only she kept him from sinking.

   "Ahh" she sighed, hugging him back with her left arm.  She then briefly
brought her other arm to embrace him fully.  It almost hurt how tight she
held.  It felt safe though, so he didn't complain.  She let up & turned
slightly pressing his chest against her breasts.  They were the softest
thing he'd ever felt.  She hugged him tighter again, while whispering
platitudes in his ear, he thought he might fall asleep in her arms.  She
pressed him in tighter still & Deverell felt something viscous against his
chest.  He looked down in the water & could see a white cloudy substance
seeping from her nipples.

   "What is that?" he asked.

   "That's milk, my breasts are making it because of the baby."

   They both relaxed their embrace to get a better look.  Deverell started
to distress until she gripped his right hand with her left.  Tredding with
their free limbs, they both looked down at the white discharge.  Without
speaking Deverell put his face down in the water to swallow some of it. 
Despite being diluted it was still quite flavorful.  It tasted like milk
he'd had from a cow, except sweeter.

   He saw her right hand go under the water, to the dark patch between her
legs.  Within a little while, she started releasing even more.  Deverell
drank down as much as he could, til he felt he might burst.

   She let out a moan & he looked up at her.  She looked him in the eye &
moaned again, louder this time.  Deverell thought his heart would explode.

   "Are you alright?" he asked

   "Mmm...  yeah" she said breathlessly.  She squeezed down on his hand. 
It actually hurt a little but he didn't mind.

   "Yeah...I was just getting excited"

   "Excited?"

   "...Like how you have your..." she pointed her free hand to his penis.

   "Oh...I didn't know women could get like that."

   "Oh yes..."

   Deverell looked down at the now murky water.  She put out her right hand
to hold his left.

   "May...I ask you something?"

   "Yes", she blinked at him.

   "Where's the baby's..."

   "Oh.  He...he's no longer with us" she looked away.

   Deverell already regretted asking but she continued:

   "He died shortly after I conceived" she looked back up at him, blinking
her pretty eyelashes.

   "I'm sorry" he actually felt pity for her.  She must be lonely, he
thought.

   "It's alright.  He died well at least." she moved closer to him.  Her
warm skin soothing him.

   What did that mean, he wondered.

   She embraced him tightly, from the front this time.  Again he felt the
soft crush of her leaking tits against him.  She held him tighter & he
hugged her around her neck & shoulder, smelling her wet hair, feeling her
breath rise & fall against him.  She was nuzzling against him, breathing
down his neck.  Just then, something poked him in the stomach.

   "What was that?" he asked, still holding her.

   "Did you feel it too?" she backed away enough to face him.  Her face was
beaming.

   "Yeah, what is that?"

   "It's the baby kicking!" she put his hand to her belly.  Sure enough it
began kicking again.  It was amazing, the thought of another person living
inside her.

   "Does hurt?"

   "Not really.  Not for me at least."

   Gradually the movement subsided & they resumed their embrace.  His still
erect penis scrapped against her distended belly.

   "Deverell?" she asked after a long while.

   How did she know his name, he wondered.

   He was feeling too good to care: "Yes."

   "Have you ever been kissed?"

   He felt ashamed but wouldn't dream of lying to her: "No"

   She moved to face him while still embracing him.

   "Would you like to?"

   He could only nod as his pulse quickened.  She wrapped her arms tightly
around him & pressed her lips to his.  Not knowing how to reciprocate,
Deverell did the same.  It was electrifying, her breath mixed with his. 
Before he knew what was happening she was putting her tongue down his
throat.  It felt strange but really, really good.  He did his best to
return the favor.  Hoping she wouldn't object he put his tongue in her
mouth also.  He felt awkward, but she welcomed him.  He opened his eyes to
lock gazes with her.

   She smelled so good this close, then she bit down on his tongue. 
Deverell started but she held him fast.  He calmed quickly in her embrace &
she bit him again, this time harder & on the mouth.  It hurt but he didn't
object.  Instead he embraced her as tightly as he could.  Still, he was
careful to stay above her belly.

   Between kisses she whispered to him: "I want you to touch me."

   "Where?" he stammered back.

   "Anywhere you want."

   Still kissing her, Deverell ran his hands through her still wet hair,
over her neck & shoulders.  Hesitantly, he touched her breasts.  They were
so soft & fleshy.  He expected her to protest, but was overjoyed when she
didn't.  Gently, he squeezed them.  He worried about hurting her, but she
just smiled & moaned.  So, he squeezed harder & she moaned louder.  Unable
to control himself, he squeezed her tits as hard as he could.  Milk
squirted out & she cried so loud it hurt his ears.  Closing her eyes &
throwing back her head she moaned again, even louder.

   "Mmm" she let out a sigh & kissed him.

   Wanting to explore her further, he ran his hands down her back.  He
grabbed her hips, & ran his hands over smooth backside.  She giggled &
wrapped her legs around him, using her arms to swim.

   Sensing her intent he ran his hands over her long legs.  With her new
position he could feel her pelvis grinding against him.  The hair between
her legs tickled his belly.

   Lust over coming caution he reached down touch her dark patch.  As soon
as he placed his hand on the opening she cried out.

   "Wait!" she exclaimed, grabbing his wrists.

   Had he upset her?  Her grip actually hurt.

   "Let's go where it's shallow" she said, her breathing heavy.

   She let go of one wrist & pulled him towards another beach.  Deverell
didn't resist, he let her pull him through the water.

   When they were in a part shallow enough for her to sit on the sandy
ground, she turned to face him.  She was still immersed up to her breasts,
but now she didn't need to focus on staying afloat.

   "Come here" she said in a husky voice.

   Deverell said nothing but did as she asked.  She turned him around so
that his back was to the shore.  With that she pushed him to a sitting
position, the water just below his neck.  She crawled over on top of him,
the water supporting her weight.

   She kissed him again, & put her right hand in the water.  Looking down,
he watched (and felt) her touch his penis.  It was still hard & pulsing
again.  She simply held it for a moment, letting it pulse in her hand. 
Then she opened her legs & lowered herself down.  She guided the tip of it
inside her then let her full weight fall upon him, peeling him back.  She
was what he experienced now.  They locked gazes & merged.

   She moaned & wrapped her arms & legs around him.  Slowly at first, she
began to grind back & forth.

   Deverell could hardly belief she was taking his virginity.  He'd never
known such a tight wet embrace.  It felt hot inside her, almost burning,
even on this humid day.

   Even though her distended belly created a large amount of space between
them, she was still able, thanks to her height, to lean over & kiss him. 
It was electric.

   Still holding eye contact, she grabbed his hands & pressed them against
her milky breasts.

   "Squeeze my tits!" she screamed.  All reserve & grace fleeing before
feminine lust.

   Deverell obeyed & she moaned so loud it hurt his ears again.  Hurriedly,
like she couldn't fuck him fast enough, she ground against him.  She was
pushing him back hard, it was actually starting to hurt.  Not only that but
her pounding was driving his back into the small rocks there in the
shallows & on shore.

   Deverell start to adjust himself to avoid injury but she would have none
of it.  She grabbed him by his shoulders & digging her nails into his
flesh, she pushed him further down in the water.  Only his face remained
above water.

   "Stay still boy!" she grunted, & she smacked him across the face,
splashing water in his eyes too.

   He gave her a hurt look but obeyed.  She was still digging her nails
into his shoulder even dragging them across his skin.  Opening him up so he
bled in the water.

   Deverell cried out & she smacked him again, making his nose bleed now
too.

   Why was she hitting him?  Deverell felt as much confusion as pain.  She
was still grinding him, & after a few moments the pleasure overcame his
grief.

   She leaned over & kissed him, again & again.  She then licked the blood
of his face, stopping to bite his cheek slightly.

   "Mmm, you taste good!" she exclaimed.

   Something changed, suddenly he was aware of how close she was, how
smooth her skin felt, how warm her body was, how she embraced him inside &
wouldn't let go, her breathing her voice.  Everything about her was
hyper-real.  She was all there was.

   "Can you feel it?  You're almost there!" she whispered

   "Don't resist, just let it all go inside me!  Let go inside me!"

   He did as she wanted, as he needed, & let her encompass him.  His
passion exploded within her & she hungrily drained him of everything.  She
screamed in ecstasy & it was most beautiful thing he'd ever known.

   After several smaller spurts, he was emptied.  He felt hollowed out but
complete, like he'd gone to a better place.  Where he belonged, in her.

   Then, there was paralysis, he couldn't move for the life of him.  He
floated there in the water, pinned down by her weight.

   She still moved.  Sitting up, she put one hand to her breast, squeezing
vigorously, tit milk sprayed haphazardly, though more copiously when she
squeezed.  Likewise, with her other hand she pleasured herself, swishing
about as his white flesh leaked from her.

   She cried out & threw her head back.  Looking back down at him, she
squeezed some milk onto her hand then with her other she gathered some
blood from his face.  She mixed them both in her hands & dragged her hand
over his face, gently.

   "Well done" she smiled, positively glowing.

   He managed to smile back, truly happy for her approval.

   Her smiled turned into a toothy grin.  Quickly she resumed masturbating
& with her other hand, with which she'd anointed him, dragged her nails
across his face.  Deverell cried out, still lethargic from their union.

   She grabbed his face & shoved him under the water, moaning again as
before.  He could even hear her from underwater, her form blurred.

   Even with his lethargy, Deverell began to thrash about trying to get
air. She was too strong for him, & too big.  Even if he hadn't been pinned
beneath her, he could even reach her to fight back.

   As a last ditch effort he tried holding his breath, trying to keep out
the burning water that choked his nostrils & throat.

   As if sensing his intent she wrapped her legs around him tighter &
punched him in the stomach again & again.  Then he could feel her resuming
her own pleasuring.

   With her other hand she lift his head above the water.  Briefly he could
hear her crooning as he tried to get a quick breath.  She pushed him back
down again.  This time so hard the back of his head hit the rocks below.

   They cracked painfully against his skull & he could feel his scalp
bleeding.  She slammed him down again & again then held him there.

   Dark spots were filling his vision.  His limbs were so heavy, so tired.
What was the point?  If she wanted him dead, who was he to say otherwise?
He gave up fighting her.  He stopped moving & let her end his life.  He
could still hear her cries through the water.  Her blurry image was all
there was before he was gone.

   *****

   Morgan held him down for several more minutes after his thrashing
stopped.  Knowing he was dead finally gave her what she needed.  Currents &
shivers shook her body.  She convulsed & cried out one last time.

   Sighing she slumped over, unable to move.  Letting go of him, his face
bobbed up above the water.  His eyes were lifeless, staring straight up.

   When Morgan was finally able to move again, she took his head in her
hands & kissed him.  She lingered there a while.  Finally she uncoupled,
more of his semen spilling out of her.  The last of him that still lived.

   Straightening her legs out she pushed back into the deeper water.  She
floated there awhile, face up, letting herself leak into the water. 
Feeling the need again she relieved herself.  The water grew warmer around
her & she smiled at the sensation.  More than a little of her piss drifted
towards her deceased victim.

   Morgan stayed that way for quite a while, just looking up at the bright
blue sky thinking to herself.  She nearly drifted to sleep but stopped
short.  She hadn't realized it but she'd actually drifted a ways from his
body.  Turning over she lazily swam back towards him.

   When she was close enough she grabbed his ankle & pulled him towards her
into the water.  She then embraced him for a time.  Floating there in the
water with his lifeless body.  When she tired of that she closed his still
open eyes & pulled him into the deepest part of the lake.  Some minnows
swam past her legs, tickling her.

   Once there she released him, not caring whether he sank or not.  At a
relaxed pace she swam backwards to the shore where she'd met him.  The sun
was still high in the sky, so she was certainly in no hurry to leave the
water.

   When she'd reached the shaded area she turned around, & swam forwards
into the shallows.  Looking around for a bit she spotted his fishing gear &
clothing.  Her child kicked & she stopped to rub her swollen tummy.  The
movement subsided & she walked up on shore.  Her milk engorged breasts made
her back ache, the well stretched belly didn't help either.

   She walked on the beach until she reached his gear, now far away.  His
discarded cloths were right were he'd left them.  Reaching down she picked
up both his tunic & breeches.  She then tore them up with her bare hands &
tossed them aside.  She kicked his satchel over, spilling its contents. 
Then she noticed his fishing pole, still there & unused.  She picked it up
& broke it over her knee & threw it into the bushes.

   Feeling bored now, Morgan walked into the forest, letting the heat dry
her naked flesh.