Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Persephone Title: O'Maya's Plight, Chapter I Summary: A teen sex goddess appears out of nowhere and falls into the life of a regular guy. A gift from god? Maybe not. Keywords: Mf, scifi Date: 1_2_2017 Disclaimer: This is a sexual fantasy. The author does not advocate or participate in underage sexual activities. If you are offended by pornography, for God's sake stop reading internet porn, you idiot. If you are underage and interested in sex, welcome to the human race. This is a fantasy, without consequences. Real sex has consequences like pregnancy (duh!), disease, and emotional devastation. Don't ever let anybody talk you into doing something you aren't ready for. When you are old enough to be ready, relish every minute. But right now, get outta here, kid! 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I even wore the Indigo Girls shirt Andy had loaned me 'cause we knew Rachel liked the band. So I'm walking back to my car, wondering what porn video to jack off to when I got home, when I hear a voice from nearby. It sounds like a girl in trouble. I'm nothing like heroic, but fuck, if I hear a girl making a crying sound like that I gotta do the noble thing. So I look around for the girl, and the sound is coming from under - under? - a car at the side of the road. I kneel down and look under, and sure as fuck there's this sweet Jesus gorgeous babe in some kind of white silk and silver harem girl costume. How she got under a car, on a rainy-ish night, without getting mud all over I have no idea. But she's there and she sees me and reaches for me with this look in her eyes like she needs me. So I come around the car and help her out. She stands up and....holy sweet fucking Jesus she is gorgeous. Five feet and a couple of inches tall, blonde hair so clean it shines, flowing over her shoulders and down to her waist. An angelic face with big blue-green eyes, and lips I intensely want to kiss. A long neck, and oh sweet god! Those titties. Oh, holy fuck! The most perfect boobies god ever made, nestled in a loose bikini top of white silk and chain. The silk just cradling, cupping her big boobs, but letting them sway like she's completely braless. Her hard nipples poking right out of the thin silk, threatening to rip it open. And below the bikini top, a bare belly, then the white silk and chain number flows down her hips and over her ass like a waterfall of baby-please-fuck-me silk. The chains drape loosely around her hips and the silk caresses her ass and her pussy like a dream, molding into ever curve and crevasse and leaving nothing to the imagination - no panties on this babe. Long legs ending in two elegant little feet wrapped in fine chain sandals. She looks... sixteen? Maybe eighteen? Not more than that. So this picture perfect teenage porn goddess stands in front of me for half a second, then throws her arms around me and kisses me hard, a long soul-searching kiss. She means it. Fuck, she even smells sexy. Oh babydoll, god damn! Let Victor take care of whatever the fuck is wrong and fuck you right, but just lemme stare at that body again. Jesus, those titties! "Victor Mitchell," I say stupidly. "On your way to a party? Are you hiding from someone?" "The Dolman! He's furious at me," this silk-clad beauty says. Her voice is like cream, rich and throaty with an accent I can't place. "I wouldn't fuck Makora, not with my sister in... and so the Dolman, he had the Magus send me away. Now I need to find my sister and..." She looks up at me with imploring eyes, holding me close. Two thoughts are going through my head. One, she has a sister. Two, she was punished, I guess, for not fucking some dude. Which means she's fuckable. She sure as hell looks it. "Let's get you to my car," I say, "We'll get this sorted out." But to be honest, I don't give a hairy ass-wad about sorting anything out. I just want this little beauty in my bed and out of those flimsy clothes. Ohhh damn. So we walk the block to my car, she's holding onto me, my cock is fucking screaming it's so hard. I'm trying to be all cool. It's chilly so I try to give her my jacket. "I..." she pauses, holding the jacket in both hands. "I'm only allowed to wear what the Dolman says. This..." she motions to her silk harem number, "is all he ever lets me wear." Well, I gotta agree with this Dolman guy. "Well, he's not here. I say you look cold, so put this on." Besides, I think to myself, I love the idea of your insanely hot body warming the inside of my jacket. She slips it on and snuggles against me as we walk to my car. I don't know where to put my hands so I drape one across her shoulder, the other holding my keys. We get to my car, and I have to show her how to open the door and get in, and how to use the seatbelt. I climb in and crank it up and she just stares at me. "You've never been in a car before?" I say sarcastically. God I want her out of those clothes. "I... no. The Magus has an iron carriage but never let us ride it. Are you a Magus?" "Um, no. I'm just a guy. I work retail." "I'm O'maya. I am one of the Dolman's sex sisters." I turn the car off again and just stare at her. "Sex sisters? And who the fuck is this Dolman?" O'Maya smiles softly and my heart melts, even though my cock is trying to tear through my jeans. Oh god let me fuck this chick! "The Dolman. He is the war chief. We - seven of us - are his slaves. We are a sisterhood, Sylari, girls born to give sex. We serve the Dolman. But he... but Mi'drae, my sister, is in estro. When the Dolman learns of this, he will kill her. If I fuck Makora now, Mi'drae's estro, she'll be, you know.... so I say No. But Sylari never say no to sex. Never! But I love Mi'drae. If her estro makes her go... so I say No. It is pain to refuse sex, but I protect my sister. So the Dolman, he has the Magus send me away. He casts a spell, I'm here in the mud, and then you find me." She looks at me with those eyes, sweet Jesus those eyes! Big as the moon, innocent as a virgin lamb, horny as a porn star. And holy fuck, that body! Her silk bikini top thing is barely concealing her world-class titties and - by fuck - I wanna taste that pussy. Oh my fucking god. And she can't refuse sex! Thank you god! Holy fucking shit. "That's..." I pause, my brain groping for words. "You're not kidding, are you? Spells and shit. Sex slave. You're serious? God damn. We gotta get you home. Outta the street. I wanna know more about where you came from." I start the car again and drive home. It's only a few miles. She sits quietly, looking at everything like she's never seen any of it before, watching my feet and hands as I drive. "Victor?" she says quietly. "Yeah?" "I need fucking. I need sex. Will you fuck me please?" Sweet holy god, I never went to church but god damn I just became a believer. "Baby, I'll do any damn thing you want." "Ohh good! It's been so long. Almost a full day! I need cock, I need your cum," and she's fumbling with my pants while I drive, trying to figure out my belt and my zipper. "Damn baby, wait till we get home, will ya? We're almost there." I slam on the brakes in front of the apartment building and jump out, my cock so hard I can barely walk. I open her door and help her out and sweet fucking Jesus! Benny! Don't be up, be out some damn place. Any place. We get to my door, I fumble the key and get the door open and almost push her inside. Oh thank god, Benny's not there. He left half a pizza on the coffee table and the kitchen light on. The TV is off, so I won't have to explain about magic people in a little window for now. I open my bedroom door and immediately regret leaving my laundry piled on the bed. Clothes go on the floor and I turn around and... Somehow O'Maya is already naked. Her silk and chain getup is in her hand. All she has on is her pretty chain-wrap sandals. Huge boobs, each as big as her head, with not a hint of sag, big inviting nipples, a flat belly with a shadow of ribs, her pussy shaved and flared and wet and holy FUCK it looks like a piece of heaven. She's looking at my pants like a kitten hopping for a dish of cream. "You fuck now me, Victor? Yes please?" Oh sweet god. I tear my clothes off in record time, and my cock leaps to attention. I'm already leaking a little precum but god damn, you should see this chick. She slides her fingers around my shaft and pulls me over to the bed, then lays back and smiles up at me like a virgin cheerleader who knows exactly how hot she looks. I mumble something unintelligible as I climb on top of her and let my cock rub lightly over her lower belly, leaving a tiny string of precum snaking from her belly button right down to her pussy. She spreads her legs and leans her head back. "Please..." she whispers. to be continued ➡️A better version of this story is available at The Horniest Place on Earth web site (hosted by ASSTR). It contains links to related material and illustrations that aren't in this version. Paste this URL into your browser to go there: 🔴/files/Authors/Sephy/www/index.html🔴