Down the Rabbit Hole (Closed for Biker_Faerie).

"You're doing ok, so far," she giggled. "And I like you playing with my breasts by the way."

Jane liked being the object of this boy's attention. She liked his fingers touching her body and his mouth exploring hers. She reached out and touched him the way he was touching her, letting her fingers range over his back. His thigh pressed against her pubic bone as he played with her breasts and she felt aroused.

"This was how sex was meant to be," she thought to herself. "Not up against a wall in a night club."

She was ready to give herself to him. He only had to ask and she was his for the taking...
 
His strong calloused hands cupped her breasts, his fingers tugging playfully at the bullets of her nipples. He rolled them and lightly tugged, then pinched softly. Leaning down he sucked them each into his mouth, letting his teeth graze them, his tongue tickle the tip. She could feel his stubble on her skin as his face pressed into her chest, raking along the skin. Then he sucked firmly, tugging, his tongue lashing the tip of her nipple "What else do you like?" he asked, before lightly tugging with his teeth. His thigh rocked back and forth, altering the pressure against her core as he tried to build her up slowly and deliberately.
 
Nobody had sucked on Jane’s nipples before and the sensation was exquisite. She felt herself push her fingers into his muscles as the waves of pleasure washed over her.

When he asked her what else she liked., she was a bit stumped. She didn’t really know what she liked. That’s why she’d told him she was inexperienced. She’d hoped he would show her the way but she was beginning to worry now that he was as much in the dark as she was.

But then she remembered her friends saying that if you could get a man to go down on you then he was a ‘keeper’ so she went with that. She didn’t really know exactly what it meant but at least it was something

“I like a man to go down on me,” she told Jim.
 
He nodded "not every girl does. Some of you are self conscious about it" he reached, tugging her shorts down and off, then spread her legs. He kissed and bit his way down along her inner thighs, then reached under her, grabbing her ass and lifting her to his mouth. His tongue dragged long and flat along her lips, just teasing the outside. He was clearly putting on a show for her as he grinned. He slid his tongue between her lips and curled it against her clit, flicking, letting it stroke the bean, teasing under the hood. He sucked her clit then into his mouth, tugging at it as he stared up at her along her body "play with your nipples while I eat you out" he said, firm, but gentle. Nice about it but being clear about what he wanted to see. His tongue fluttered across the tip of her clit, and his hands started to knead her ass, fingers working in deep against the muscles. He sucked noisily, drawing a bit of air across her clit, then began to lash it again. His tongue was only barely touching, flicking as fast as he could flick it, but as she settled in she felt that he had a perfectly steady rhythm. He kept at it a minute, then slid one hand from under her, curling fingers up into her. He just curled them, over and over against her wall as he continued sucking and teasing.
 
Any worries that Jim might have been inexperienced were soon put to rest. He took control and Jane appreciate that. When he parted her legs and started to nibble her thigh she she almost squealed out of ticklishness but he soon got to work on her clit and she relaxed enjoying the attention.

She did as she was told and played with her nipples as she watched Jim's head between her thighs. Then she felt his hand disappear inside her and his fingers begin to rub the roof of her vagina, searching until they'd found the spot they were looking for.

She lay back and with three erogenous zones being stimulated at the same time it wasn't long before Jane began to feel a response. She found herself making small circular movement of her hips, in time with the motion of Jim's hand inside her. Then, as the sensation became stronger, hips began to buck.

Jim's strong hands held her firmly in place as she the orgasm began to well up inside her her. She became more sensitive to his touch and the sensation inside her became stronger until she felt as though she was going to explode. Then the fireworks went off in her brain and her orgasm took over. She grunted in a very unladylike manner and thrust her hips upward.

Letting go of her nipples Jane clawed at the ground around her, while Jim continued to stimulate both her pussy and clit. The orgasm became almost unbearable but Jim didn't stop. Instead he used more force on her. She tried to wriggle her hips out his grip but he was too strong and so she had to endure the exquisite agony of his fingering and tonguing until eventually her sensitivity subsided and Jim slowed down.

Jim kept his fingers inside her but stopped tonguing her clit. Her face was as red as a beetroot and she felt flushed, but the endorphins were rushing around her body.

"That was amazing," she told him. "Now it's your turn to decide what we do next."
 
Stripping out of his pants he revealed a sizable but not massive cock. It throbbed with his arousal, twitching slightly. He pushed her legs up a bit towards her chest, holding them open, and then let go with one hand. He gripped his cock just behind the head and dragged it through her slit, getting it slick. He slowly pressed into her, wordless, then let go and grabbed her legs again. He sank slowly into her near-virginal tightness, moving slowly till he was nearly buried in her. He dragged back slowly, letting her adjust to the feeling of being penetrated as he moved gently in and out. Once he felt her adjust, felt himself moving more easily inside her, he started to pump his hips, fucking her harder. He was kneeling, holding her open, driving his cock deep into her with every thrust. His hands gripped her, rough and strong, grunting softly as his balls slapped against her ass over and over.

His eyes locked to hers, keeping up that connection as he fucked her, smiling down at her "you feel nice. I'm glad you're here."
 
Jane was glad she was there too.

With her knees pressed close to her chest, her vagina was presented to Jim for maximum penetration and that was exactly what he was giving her.

They kissed for a while until the force and frequency of Jim’s thrusts made it difficult to maintain lip contact. Jane felt herself about to have the second orgasm of her evening. Cumming from oral sex was one thing but cumming while you were being fucked was another. She bit into his shoulder to stop herself from screaming, raking her fingernails down his back and marking him.

“Fuck me, “ she implored. “Cum in me.”

Spurred on by the encouragement, Jim fucked her even harder. Jane wrapped her legs around his back and let him have his way with her. She loved that a man wanted to do this to her. She felt desired.
 
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The strong young man started fucking her hard and deep, unable to hold back, drawn in by her body, caught up in her and the moment. He pushed in deep, moaning, face going slack a moment as he spilled into her. He groaned, then leaned over her, kissing her again and again, grinding against her, keeping her body pinned down but more in a way that felt covered and held than forced. "mmmm I cannot tell you how badly I needed that"

Slowly he pulled out, then rolled onto the ground next to her. He reached over for her and held her hand, "thank you."
 
"You're welcome," Jane giggled. "I needed that quite a bit myself."

She felt a dribble of cum run down the crack of her backside and found a tissue in her pocket to stop any more for from leaking out. She looked over at Jim's cock and saw that it was already soft and shrunken. So she snuggled into him, wanting to be held.

"So how do we find the witch?" she asked.
 
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He sighed, laying on his back and relaxing in the afterglow of their lovemaking. "Trust in our hearts or something?" He laughed "I'm from somewhere else too. I'm not really sure how any of this is supposed to work. I really... have no memory of getting here. Just being there, then being here. The old man says cryptic things about life being a journey not a destination and destiny finding people when it is good and ready. Honestly I'm guessing he just doesn't know. I thought I'd check in with the elders at the next town, see if there was anything they could do to help us out."
 
Jane was disappointed at Jim’s response. She’d hope for more reassurance. She thought about her parents back home in Portland. How long would it be before they missed her. They’d think she was dead and she had no way of telling them she wasn’t. A wave of desperation swept over her as she lay there naked in a tent in a foreign land, next to a man she didn’t really know.

But at least she wasn’t on her own tonight. Jim seemed to be drifting off to sleep now. His hormones congratulating him on a job well done. She held onto his arm and curled up next to him. Eventually sleep came to her too.
 
The next day, the trio made their way through emerald hills. The wildlife was at once familiar and alien. Brightly colored butterflies the kind she had never seen, the green rabbits being chased by sky blue hawks.... flowers of every hue she had ever seen... the land was gorgeous, but that sense of not belonging there was pervasive.

The old man was cryptic, as Jim warned he'd be. "The witch will appear when you least expect it." As the trio moved into the town, they saw a line down the center. "Jim and I have to stay on this side... you on that side" he pointed "walk with us. we will stay at an inn in the center so we're all in the same building"

When she looked around, she saw only women on the one side of the line and only men on the other.
 
Jane wasn't a fan of segregation. It always seemed that the women came off worse in these situations. She only had to look at her own world to see examples of that. But she didn't seem to have much choice and at least the women weren't having to wear veils or cover themselves from head to foot. They just needed to stay on one side of a line while the men stayed on the other.

The inn in the centre of town looked tempting. She felt unclean from the sex she'd had with Jim he night before and longed to have a bath or a shower. Not that she'd minded the sex however. far from it. As they'd walked to the town she'd had pleasant thoughts about how they'd fucked the night before and how he'd cum inside her. She remembered how she'd curled up next to him and fallen asleep in his arms. It was the first time she'd spent the night with a man.
 
The town was strange, but orderly. As she walked down the main street she noted that each market stall or business had a counterpart on the other side of the street. When they got to the inn, there was a line down the center. Women on one side, men on the other "Get yourself a room." Jim said.

"Tell them to put it on my tab. They're strange here but they like money" the old man said "They'll take my cash."

She checked in, and then they had a simple meal at a table in the center. She had to sit on one side and they on the other. They were served by a man on the one side and a woman on the other. Their food didn't come out at the same time, but the conversation was good and she was able to forget about her troubles for a moment.

When she made her way to her room, a woman asked if she wanted a bath.
 
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