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Title: Make Me A Woman

Author: illuminetto

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'Why won't he notice me in the way I
want him to? What can I do? When will he realize I'm not the child he
found, but a full grown woman?' That wasn't a true statement to the
young girl, despite how much she wanted it to be. But the man she
loved and wanted to have love back did not seem to realize or care
how she felt.

'Johnny's so frustrating!' She huffed,
kicking a seashell on the beach. She was an attractive girl, that
much could be viewed. Wearing a summer dress of bright orange, with
an equally colored ribbon to tie back the luxurious chocolate colored
hair that shimmered in the sun. Being a part of the Jellyfish Sky
Pirates was a risky business of it's own, but she needed time away
from her crew and the man she loved to sort out her feelings. Namely,
to figure out why she could not win him over.

'I just don't get it! I mean...my legs
are long and smooth...' She glanced down at one extended leg.

'My boobs are pretty big for my
size...' She grabbed at her breasts, noting that for her small hands
at least, they were quite a bit more than her own handful.

'All the others love how well I keep my
hair so shiny and soft...' She ran a hand through her said hair. So
then what was it that was unappealing? Nothing that the girl could
determine. Having been part of the Jellyfish crew for so long, and
currently fifteen years old, she just could not see what the problem
might be, nor could any of her other friends really say either.

'I'm incredibly strong for my size
too...' She was able to lift anchors near effortlessly. She was a
capable fighter, one of the few members who could combat at close
range with little to no assistance and prove formidable. Yet still
her precious Johnny did not seem to want to get any closer to her.
Taking a break from her long walk, she sat down on the beach and
sifted her toes through the sand, watching as the sun shown it's
bright rays from the ocean as it steadily began it's descent. She
hadn't realized how late it became, having closed her eyes and lulled
off by the sounds of the waves. Footsteps caught her hearing. The
rhythmic sound reminded her of Johnny's own. Had he come looking for
her? The steps were not coming towards her however, and she opened
her eyes to see who it was walking around the normally secluded
beach. In the light of the full moon, she could see the outline of
someone but the figure was heavily obscured. She thought she caught
the sight of flowing black, thinking it to possibly be Johnny's
flowing overcoat he was often prone to wearing. Her heart sped up as
she felt filled with hope, that maybe he had been worried and was off
looking for her. The figure was too far away to hear her shout, so
she saved her breath and sped towards him as fast as she could.

'Johnny...wait for me...' She thought,
doing her best to keep up. She had to slow down when she got to some
rock formations around the area. The figure had disappeared from view
and she looked about frantically. She caught sight of the fabric
around a bend of rocks, she went towards it with some stealth, hoping
to surprise him. To her own surprise, the cloth was not even black,
but a dark red tattered cloak. It hung loosely around a small rock,
occupied by no living being.

'It wasn't Johnny. Then who...?' She
turned around, nearly about to collide within a barrel like chest.
She gasped in surprise and fell on her rump.

'A brat.' Was the blunt reply, and the
girl was able to see the man that stood over her. Unlike her Johnny,
who was muscular but possessed a wiry frame, the man was near burly
with muscle. He was about the same height as what she knew Johnny to
be. But where Johnny was blond, this man was a brunette like herself,
with hair that was wildly spiked about. He wore tight fitting
clothing, though it may have been so because of his immense brawn.
She noticed his eyes were of different colors, one was crimson and
the other gold. His large red metal headpiece was carved with the
words -Rock You-.

'Your not Johnny! And who are you
calling a brat?!' The girl suddenly exclaimed, rising to her feet,
flushed from embarrassment and the realization. She also became
angered at him so easily calling her a brat. He didn't react when she
had made the sudden outburst, not seeming to care. Calming down, she
looked him and analyzed him as best as her young mind could. With a
mere shrug of the shoulders, he went to his cloak and grabbed it.

'Whatever.' He confirmed it wasn't any
person after him for taking the Fire Seal sword. With that in mind he
wasn't planning to stay any longer. She was not sure of what to make
of him, but having wandered so far herself from her crew, and wanting
to talk to someone out of instinctual curiosity, she spoke before he
could take more than two steps.

'My name is May.' She offered her name.
He said nothing and continued walking. His ignoring her was starting
to annoy her.

'HEY YOU!' She shouted. He didn't
respond.

'You could at least give me your name!
You just startle a cute girl and don't expect to do anything about
it?' She was infuriated.

'I never asked for your name, though.
Gave that info on your own. I'm just passing through.' He said,
getting further away.

'This beach isn't known to the general
public, and isn't available to them. How do you know of this place?'
She became suspicious. The May Beach was a place where the Jellyfish
Pirates held private claim to. How did this man know of it's
location?

'I know all about the damn pirates, and
know your a part of their group. Taken in by Johnny, I'll bet. Same
old shit. Now get out of here.' His tone had a gruff edge. He could
sense the girl's insecurities, and wanted no real part in it. She had
to figure her own problems out.

'You know Johnny?!' May seemed to have
heard only that part. He groaned inwardly. She was smitten with the
head of the Jellyfish Sky Pirates. Just like every other under-aged
girl in the Pirate leader's entourage. Should have known better.

'A lot of people know him. He's an
infamous figure in this fucked up world. So what?' He passed it off
as common knowledge. He had known quite a bit about Johnny to be
sure, but it was really nothing he felt the need to go over with a
girl infatuated with the man.

'Please! You must tell me how to win
his heart!' May pleaded, on her knees with hands clasped in prayer as
if he were a deity or something. He sighed.

'Is that why your all worked up? Forget
it, brat. You should be able to win the bastard easily enough by
showing some skin.' He was really feeling uncomfortable now with this
off sided conversation.

'Johnny's not like that! At least every
time I've tried to get close to him...he just leaves me alone.' Now
May's face filled with sadness. The man shrugged.

'I'd be more worried if he had made any
attempts...being a kid and all.' He said under his breath, wanting to
simply leave. However, even as he edged away, the girl inevitably
followed him like a magnetic attraction. She really wanted to know of
some way to win Johnny's affection. Maybe it was just best to part
some advice to her and have her happy and gone. The girl seemed to be
filled with some realization upon looking at him long enough.

'Wait a minute...you do look kinda
familiar...hey! You were the Knight that boarded the May Ship with
Dizzy many years ago, weren't you? You look real different without
those big coats, but still not as cool as Johnny.' She blurted out.
She finally had a name to him.

'Your that Mr. Sol who Dizzy talks so
much about, right?' She said finally.

'Hn...so you do remember that far back?
How is Dizzy these days?' He knew he could easily leave, but now that
they somehow stumbled on more normal grounds for conversation, he
decided he might stay for only a little while. He'd travel the world
far and wide in the pursuit of Gears and their creator, all while
trying to elude former Knights who wanted his head for the stealing
of the Fire Seal. It was a hefty job, but the extra freedom allowed
him to finally have more time to track down those he needed to kill.
Without any leads currently and in hiding, it might as well have been
best to lay low here in this otherwise desolate territory that only
the Jellyfish Sky Pirates claimed rule over.

'She's been well. She was worried when
she heard you disrespected the Order and disappeared from all traces
of the world. Hey...you should come back to the May Ship and meet up
with her! What a wonderful idea!' She clapped her hands happily at
the thought, ever the romantic. Sol was not too keen on it however.

'I'll pass.' He said simply.

'But why? What good is it to keep
lovers waiting?' She asked innocently. He glared darkly at her.

'Eh? Were those her words, or your's?'
He had been sure to let the beautiful Gear know that there could
never be anything to come or be expected of that one night,
regardless of her feelings. She had agreed finally after much efforts
on his part. Love could not be something he sought in his future. Not
when That Man was
involved. When he
ever shown himself
to Sol, the battle that raged was catastrophic. Even when it came
time for Sol to become powerful enough to be able to kill him,
the chances he could resume a normal life was close to nil, the price
for being converted to the damned Gears of old and gaining the
cynical mind and dark soul he now claimed.

'Oh...well, when
a man and a woman spend a night together, aren't they assumed to be
lovers? Though...Dizzy doesn't really talk a whole lot about
you...even less after that night...why?' So it had been her
assumptions. Sol was glad about this piece of information. He never
meant for this life, but it was one he had to accept, one away from
others. To stop the Gears was what his eternal damnable life was made
for. He had come to terms with it. He needed to overcome the power of
That Man. Only then could his life have no more reason
and his immortal body be buried in the sands of time, like nearly all
the Gears. Dizzy would have been the only candidate who could live
along side him were he to pursue her romantically, but their views
differed too far in his eyes that they would be driven apart no
matter what. Dizzy's life was eternal, but she was still young to the
world and it's ways regardless of how mature she had become. His life
was one of gray ash and smoldering flame, a wicked living that
deserved death but could not be killed.

'Don't worry
about it. Some things out there in life happen that won't be
pleasant. Life goes on regardless.' He said. May could understand,
but at the same time not really. Her emotional mindset was mainly on
such a positive end, that she a hopelessly romantic person.

'That's not
right! Please go see Dizzy! Now!' She cried. That's when things went
downhill. His large hand clamped over her throat before she could
react, and his eyes became more menacing.

'Now you listen,
and you listen good, girl! It's bad enough that you pour your beliefs
on me, but when you order me around...that's when I get mad. You
don't want to end up dead, do you?!' Her small hands were over his
and trying to ease the grip he held, but even her immense strength
did not match his. Crystalline tears formed at her eyes and slid down
her cheeks as she really feared he may not let her live.

'N...n...no...I...'
Soon she fell on her rear and sputtered, lungs painfully resupplied
with much needed air. Sol's back was to her now. He knew he lost his
cool, but he really hated it when he was ordered by the irrational
and overly romantic girl. He'd had his fill of taking orders as a
Knight as is. He felt a little bad now for his roughness, but
outwardly remained stoic. He could feel the fear in the girl's eyes
as she looked warily at him.

'Not all people
are as positive as you. There are always things happening in this
shit field of a world we live on that no one wants to believe, and
you have to just accept it, okay? Remember what I just said about
life moving on regardless of what we may want. Now then...' He turned
to face her, his eyes normal and impassive of emotion. He brought his
empty hand forward, and she flinched as his touch was on her
shoulder. He lifted her up to her feet effortlessly.

'Wha...' She
wasn't steady on her feet just yet, falling against him. She was
amazed at how thick his body was. She was always amazed at how thick
Johnny's own torso seemed to be, but Sol's was even more so due to
his brawn. It was hard for her to picture the wanderer as having so
much lithe grace as he seemed to have even with his rough posture and
mannerisms. She was off him in record time, bowing several times in
apology.

'I'm sorry!' She
felt so clumsy. Sol just shrugged his massive shoulders.

'One thing to
know about Johnny...if you really wanted to have his attention...' He
began to say, having his doubts about this. Should he really give her
some advice as an apology? He knew how much of a flirt Johnny was,
and the girl was already quite insecure about her role in the Pirate
Leader's life.

'If you could,
you would have to not back down when seducing him. Pursue him
relentlessly even if it means binding him to the bed or something.
But even then...it wouldn't be enough...unless you could fuck him.
He's that thick headed that something like that may be the only way
to win him over, and even then there's still no guarantee. Willing to
take that chance?' He wasn't sure how well she would grasp the
concept he was trying to get across. He himself would never allow a
woman to bind him down if it meant living his own life was to be
forfeit. Too many things needed to be done that the only thing he
could do was have some one night stands, just to not get strung out.
Being immortal really sucked in his mind because he was forced to
learn all facets of the world's workings to the point that things
just become less and less appealing.

'So...I
would...force myself on him? But there's no guarantee?' Her face was
as red as a tomato now at the thought. Sol was blunt to the point of
being tactless, but it was something he knew would work. Feeling
there was nothing more he could do as it was ultimately her decision,
he walked off once more.

'WAIT!!' She
called back to him and he grunted in annoyance. Was she so dense to
realize that had been his way of being somewhat apologetic for nearly
choking her to death?

'Damn heavy...'
He muttered low. She didn't hear it.

'I can't do
that! I don't have...any experience with...you know...' She trailed
off, her voice like the squeaking of a mouse that had it not been for
his impressive hearing he would have missed the words.

'Hn...I told you
what might work, never said it'd be easy. It all falls on your
mentality. Had you had some prior experience, it would have been a
cakewalk.' He was really getting tired about this. Why did she have
to ask him questions like he knew all the answers? It was her path to
walk now, he just gave her a possible branching point.

'But what if I
mess up something? What if I'm not good at...you know...' Now her
doubts set in. Sol sighed again. Why not just ask a female companion?
It's not like it took much to please males. But he was a guy, so he
knew what it took. Just fondle the balls and play with the dick and
any straight guy was happy enough. Females were much harder to please
in bed.

'Not likely.
You'll be hurting for a moment but the pleasure comes after the pain.
Do whatever you feel. You don't have to do what I said. If your
really worried about pleasing him so bad, get some experience first.'
He began walking, hoping she would finally give him some solitude. He
didn't need such chatty people around. It would have annoyed him too
much. May didn't interrupt him and he finally got some space between
them as she mulled her thoughts around.

'I'm...not as
confident in myself...not like Dizzy...' May was never told of the
sexual encounter between Sol and Dizzy, but she had been able to put
two and two together. Dizzy seemed to be practically glowing with
excess confidence in herself after Sol had left the May Ship. The
Gear was holding onto the hope that she would be able to see him
again, regardless if his gruff words to her prior to his disembarking
the airship. It was not until he disappeared from the face of the
Earth that she began to become a bit more subdued and somber. Still
the beautiful Gear was radiant.

'If I could just
get more experience somehow...I know Johnny has plenty already, and I
know because the girls just start to become so much more confident in
themselves.' Somehow Sol's words and her own thoughts formed the
solution. It wasn't something she had wanted, but she realized that
he was exactly right when he said life will go on.

'Is it the key
to life? To live one's life and have no regrets? Everyone has
regrets, but it's trying to live with them and move on from them that
makes a living being.' She chased after Sol before he could be gone
for good.

'HOLD ON!!' Her
words really aggravated him. She saw that he was walking faster,
maybe going to the verge of just running from her.

'Make me a
woman!' She blurted out before she could think and have any regrets.
Sol stopped and spared her a side glance.

'Girl, you can't
be...' He saw that her innocent eyes shown with conviction. She
seemed to have finally grasped some of his meanings and made a
decision. He saw her fear as well, but could also see that she was
determined.

'You should stop
that way of thinking. Your just a kid.' He had considered the same
thing of Dizzy, except Dizzy had the body to be an adult. May was
well developed for her age, true, but he knew she had time to grow
further, and to mature both physically and mentally. His resistance
tested her.

'You said it
yourself, though. No matter the choices people make, life goes on. I
wanted Johnny to be my first, so I've saved myself for him for as
long as I've known him. I know that he's been with plenty of other
girls...probably those with a lot of experience in...sex. Dizzy still
trust's you and love's you. So I want to trust in you too, Mr. Sol.'
It was almost frightening how serious she sounded to him. How much
conviction she had. Perhaps she had kept it all bottled away in the
hopes the man she loved would someday notice, only to come to the
conclusion that she had to do more than what she had been doing. No
more of the wistful stares, no more of gentle holding of hands or the
way Johnny could pull her close and dance her about, only to move
away when the romantic in her was sated and pacified for the time
being. She needed to be ruthless and unwaivering to Johnny's charms
and give him a dose of her own charms to be able to progress.

'Heavy...so your
thinking outside of the hopeless romantic in you...it's still fucked
up. But then...this whole world has it's shares of fucked up. Last
chance. You sure about this, girl? There won't be any turning back
for you if you go through with this. To become a mature woman, you
sacrifice the innocent girl...what'll it be?' He himself had his
share of discomfort with many situations. This was probably one of
the more difficult one's to accept and ignore. He knew it wasn't
right, but it was she who was consenting even though she was
underage. She was also a real close friend of Dizzy's too, he was
sure. He should just leave her be, but the human being in him or what
little remained had been sex deprived as of late with all his hiding
around. It hungered for this chance, despite the morals and ethics
against how wrong it was.

'I'm sure.
But...please be...gentle.' She hated how she stuttered at the last
part, thinking he would see it as a weakness to just go now. Looking
at him, she realized he would not have been a bad candidate himself
in the looks department, but his gruff and stoic attitude didn't
elicit as strong an attraction to her compared to the more lovable
and smiling Johnny. Sol was quite more blunt and to the point though,
a heavy rain to anybody whose head was up in the clouds constantly.

'Shit...so
that's how it is...' The wandering swordsman muttered to himself. He
would not intimidate her anymore for he could see she made her
choice. Things would have to work themselves out between her and
Johnny later, whatever the outcome might be. He removed his cape and
laid it upon the sand, sitting himself on it and planting the Fire
Seal at arm's reach. He motioned her to come closer, and although she
was feeling doubts, she pushed them away. It didn't stop her from
being nervous, and he could tell. He knew that as Johnny was the only
male of his crew, it meant May probably didn't get exposed much to a
male's full anatomy. He'd see where her comfort level currently lay,
giving her a chance to still back down if she wanted. He removed his
long gloves first and laid them on the side.

'Those are...?'
May became curious, seeing several deep scars running about the back
of his hands and even parts of his wrists. A couple of them seemed to
have gone right through to leave some scars on his palms.

'I fought in The
Crusades. Got most of these in that damned war.' He undid the buckle
that secured his half jacket and removed it, laying it over the
gloves. Untucking his black shirt, that too was soon removed. May
could only stare in awe at the state of his torso.

'Oh my...' She'd
never seen anyone with that many former injuries. Mose of them were
blade wounds, but he did have a few puncture wounds from magic
propelled bullets or other small projectiles like shrapnel. He had
been alive for so long that his body did not make him feel self
conscious even in the slightest.

'Scared
already?' He took off his boots, placing his black socks in them.
Even his feet had their fair share of scars. Undoing his buckle and
removing his belt, he then proceeded to slip free of his pants. Only
some dark red boxers adorned him now, as well as his metal headpiece.
He kept gaging her reactions to him, her eyes could only keep tracing
over the deep scars on his legs as well. Seeing as she wasn't running
and screaming from how gross he must have appeared, he removed the
last thing that hid his manhood from view. May became a healthy shade
of red, but could only stare transfixed. The one thing of a guy's she
never truly ever saw was that. Currently it was flaccid, just
drooping in the cooling air. His body did not react to the dip in
temperature, though he did notice the girl to have some goosebumps
forming.

'Is that...a
guy's...p...p...penis?' She tentatively came closer to it. He was
impressed with how bold she was despite herself.

'Your cold.' He
stated. It snapped her from the trance and she did realize it had
gotten quite cold out. A small shiver escaped her lips, and she
rubbed her arms, but even her hands were cold. Sol sighed.

'Just realized,
eh? Might as well come here and warm up.' She hadn't realized how
close she had been already, his large hand catching one small arm and
guiding her to his side. She realized that his body was incredibly
warm despite having been fully naked and exposed from the neck down.
His scars were quite rough, but his skin was tough yet supple,
muscles rippling as her breath tickled against his side. More
surprising than this though was the gentle firmness of his posture,
he didn't roughly pull her towards himself and showed no signs of
initiating anything sexual with her. He was still giving her time to
decide with his actions rather than words. Somehow she just knew it.
He simply looked to the sky, the full moon shedding it's pale light,
enough for them to see well enough without any lighting aids.

'Mr. Sol...can I
touch you...?' It was a stupid question as he had already bared for
her to see, and she was touching him, but she felt the urge to
explore him.

'Aren't you
already doing that?' He didn't look at her still. Deciding to be
bold, her small hands skimmed at his torso. He really was huge, and
she knew she could not embrace him fully even if she wanted to. Her
tiny fingers treaded the scars of his front and back. Her right hand
went lower than she thought as it traced a very long scar that ended
just shy of the top of his small patch of pubic hair. She felt his
stomach muscles tighten. She gazed down carefully past the patch to
where his member dangled, eyes widening as she saw it seem to grow a
bit more in length right before her eyes. He was conscious of how
intently she was staring at it, only making him start to become more
aroused, though not to the point of a full erection. Steeling
herself, she made her hand slide lower to it. His body temperature
felt even warmer down there. She placed her hand at the base.

'Oh...!' It
surprised her how soft and warm it was. Sol heaved his massive
shoulders to remain calm, exhaling. It became more and more erect,
and she could only watch slack jawed at how big it was starting to
look, and she could not tear her hand away from rubbing the top of
the shaft and be amazed at it's texture.

'Wow...how can
it be so soft feeling yet stiff at the same time?' May marveled at it
even more, realizing that it was starting to leak precome from the
tip of the head.

'Hey, is it true
that girls actually...you know...suck on it?' She seemed to be
looking to him for guidance.

'Like I've said
before, explore. Test what your comfortable with.' He tried to will
himself from just taking her there. She was decent for newbie. A
little too talkative though. May knew this was her best chance to
test what she could. She leaned over one large thigh so she came face
to face with the head of his dick. She stuck her tongue out and gave
it a small lick. It wasn't anything she was familiar with, but it
wasn't terrible so she added another lick trying to remember some of
the things she heard from the crew about blow jobs. She tried for
what she remembered deep throating to be, but he was too big for her
that she nearly choked. Sol was fed up with keeping his hands idle.

'Whoa! Hey!' May
was surprised when he lifted her up easily and placed her back to his
front. His form seemed to just engulf her.

'What's wrong?
There's not much more you can do to please a guy than to play with
his dick. Now you'll learn to do it while being pleasured yourself.
Or would you rather stop?' He was still giving her the option to call
things off. Thinking only about pleasing Johnny, May decided she
would continue. She was still very curious after all. He was very
warm in contrast to the night air. She gasped for breath when she
felt his hands squeeze at her breasts. He pinched at the nipples that
had become erect from the cool air through the thin material of her
dress. May couldn't believe how sensitive her tits were. Her mind was
completely frazzled, becoming only more so as Sol brought one hand
down to meander between her thighs.

'Johnny!' She
screamed out, so immersed by the pleasure that she called out the
name of the man she loved.

'Do what you
want.' He whispered in her ear, prompting her to hold onto any kind
of concentration so she could remember to please her partner in
return. Seeming to have let go of her inhibitions at these
ministrations, she leaned further against him, in her mind it was
Johnny doing this to her. Her bare feet were drawn to the warmth of
his dick, and she rubbed them against it. Her feet became slick and
she kept sliding them along the shaft, her toes gripping at the head
on the way up.

'Oh...Johnny...your
making me...feel so hot...down here.' She bit her lip trying to keep
her moans from escalating too high.

'No one will
hear you. Go ahead and let go...' His let one large hand slide down
her belly to go between her legs. Once he rubbed at her most
sensitive area she hollered out at how good it felt. She became more
enthusiastic with her feet as she kept rubbing them along his shaft.
May came, her fluids gushing down her legs and she stroked him as
fast as her dainty feet could.

'Oh
Johnny...I'm...all wet now...' She was embarrassed by it even though
she didn't feel unpleasant.

'It's okay babe.
I want you to come more for me.' He whispered huskily into her ear,
keeping his hands attending to her womanhood. May could barely think,
the pleasure taking her to the point where she thought she would
faint. She came again.

'AH!' She cried.
Being so new to the feelings, she almost felt overwhelmed. He paused
his ministrations, sensing this.

'Feeling too
oversensitive down there?' His pause allowed her to collect her
thoughts. All she could do was nod and pant heavily. She finally
found her voice.

'That
was...amazing...' she breathed out, realizing that she was talking to
Sol and not her Johnny. She held to her convictions though. If she
was going to win Johnny over she would have to be able to remain firm
and not back down, even having to push him into a corner somehow.

'So now what?'
She finally got her breathing under control. Seeing that she was
willing to continue, Sol knew he would need to comply. She was left
surprised again as he lifted and spun her so that she had her pussy
now inches away from his face, her legs supported on his broad
shoulders. She cried out and planned to cover her exposed self, but
his large hand caught both of her wrists.

'Get used to it.
If he does it to you and you shy away like you are now, you give him
a reason not to continue. He may stare at it for a time, and you
can't let yourself get embarrassed or show it.' He explained, knowing
that it took a lot of will for a virgin girl to allow a guy to look
at her pussy and not falter. He could feel May trembling, but she
willed herself to calm down.

'I won't torture
you too much by staring at it for so long, but just keep in mind that
Johnny might do it. Now then...guess I'll return the favor for the
blow and foot job.' His tongue darted out to her inner folds. Sol's
tongue was rather unique, being exceptionally long. Most woman he had
been with would be quite shocked yet excited with it. May had been
pretty surprised as well, but his ministrations kept her from voicing
such. His skill had her coming yet again and screaming Johnny's name,
her small hands grasping at the long strands of his wild hair. He
lowered her back down gently, panting against him.

'Now the hard
part...' He muttered, and she heard it barely. Yet he did not make
the first move. Thinking he was still allowing her time to back out
yet again, she voiced her resolve.

'Please, Mr.
Sol...do it. Make me a woman...' She said. Sol shrugged.

'This'll be
practice for you. Guide my dick inside. Remember that it'll hurt you
to lose your virginity.' He remained still. May knew that he had a
point, and it might be what she would have to do with Johnny, so she
steeled her nerves. She grabbed hold of his large cock, trying to
guide it to her opening. It took a couple of tries with her hands
shaking so much but she finally felt it start to enter her. It felt
so foreign to her that she almost decided on removing it.

'Johnny...'
Thinking only of her beloved, she pierced herself on Sol's manhood,
screaming out in pain. Sol held her hips firmly, stopping her from
continuing any further. He realized her body was too small to take
him all in, so he would not force her to overtake more than she could
handle. Her tears slid from her cheeks onto his stomach, the ache she
was feeling was terrible. He hugged her close to him then.

'It's okay
babe...you did good. Now your a woman. The innocent girl is forever
gone and now you must live to these new expectations and feelings.
Remember that.' Sol whispered to her, reassuring her. The pain ebbed
away, and May finally experimented by moving a little. It wasn't made
easy with Sol's firm hold. He decided to guide for the rest and was
gentle as he thrust in and out of her. May was gasping at the feel of
it. She could understand how the other more experienced girls felt
now. He built up his speed only gradually, allowing her body to
adjust. She was definitely very tight though, and he had to will
himself not to get too wild so soon. He was the instructor here, and
she just the student. Even with his smooth pace, it was easily enough
to make May come again.

'Johnny!!'

. . . . . . . .
. .

'A dream...?'
May awoke, feeling exhausted and sore. She was in her room, looking
out the windows to see the sun rising over the waters of May Beach.
Rising from her bed was a tough process. She caught sight of a ripped
piece of red cloth with dark writing on it.

'It's up to you
now.' She read aloud. This was her proof then besides her sores. She
caught sight of Johnny as he stretched his arms skyward after exiting
his hut. A predatory smile graced May's lips.

'It is up to me,
eh?'

...FIN...
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