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Crystal’s twenty first birthday was unlike any other
Lighthouse of Desire

Crystal’s twenty first birthday was unlike any other imaginable. Her mind reels with fear as her body trembles in the field of wheat where she laid just after midnight. Her boyfriend of five years had just dumped her out of his car right after ravishing her body. One might say she said no one time too often. Crystal was a bit of a cock tease since she was eleven always winding boys clocks until their springs bound tight. Her body looked a complete wreck under the full moons light as she inspects her tattered look. Her panties were torn to shreds beneath her short revealing mini skirt. The buttons ripped free from the matching shirt she wore as well. Uncertain as to even where she was Crystal stands to find her way home. As she walks from the field onto the dirt road her mind remembers vividly what had just taken place. It takes her a full half hour to walk to the closest highway.
Car after car after car passed on by as she walked the interstate toward home. Her cell phone was of no use for it was god knows where as was her purse. Suddenly a huge semi pulls over and the big man inside offers her a ride. She’s reluctant to do so but she finally gets inside. “ Hi, my names Big Jake.” The driver introduces as she settles in. “ Crystal.” She answers back. “ My names Crystal.” Jake only had a moment of light to take in her. Her skirt hiked high up her thighs and her blouse wide open and her sweet large firm breasts glowing in the moon light. “ What the hell happened to you little girlie.” The stranger asks. “ Ya look like ya fought in the war.” He exclaims. “ Ya, I kinda have mister.” Crystal responds. “ Lets just say my boyfriend isn’t frustrated any longer and leave it at that.” She tells the man. Well big Jake, he agrees and pulls back onto the highway. “ I’m sorry mister, that was rude of me.” Crystal apologizes. “ Its ok little lady.” He responds. “ Its ok.” Crystal then squirms around trying to adjust her tiny skirt. She couldn’t tell what was going on inside Jakes mind as he tried to open up conversation let alone notice the huge bulge in his pants. “ How far is Fargo from here.” Crystal asks after he’s done with shifting all his gears. “ About twenty mile girlie.” He readily answers. Twenty miles west however and they were headed east. Old Jakes voice felt rather soothing to Crystal by the time they approached the next exit. It sure felt by now however the should a reached Fargo. The sign up ahead states truck stop ahead and Jake offers to buy. She reluctantly agrees but then after all he was the driver. “ You’ll take me home then.” She’d asked. “ Ya, I’ll take ya, honey, not ta worry, I’ll take ya.” He promises. A short while later he pulls into the restaurant.
Jake was the first out of the truck after he parks. He then walks around to help Crystal get down. As she carefully swings her legs toward the opened door. Unfortunately for her but not for him her legs part just enough to give Jake the view of a lifetime. He was so tempted to just throw his face forward and eat that juicy pussy pie that just flashed him so perfectly. He does resist temptation however and simply helps her down. Inside the truck stop Crystal goes to clean up and Jake picks the two a corner table toward the back. After Crystal returns she takes her seat against the back wall. Every male eye in the place studied her as she carefully sat. “ I got ya some coffee while you were gone little missy.” Jake brags as she settles in. Crystal therefore smiles and thanks him. She wasn’t much into coffee but it sounded pretty good right about now. While she sipped her coffee Jake guzzles his first beer and orders yet another. They read the menus and Jake asks for a third beer while waiting for their food.
Crystal tries ever so hard to keep herself covered up but those breasts of hers were so large they kept forcing themselves into full view inside her button less shirt. The air conditioning wasn’t any help to her dilemma either for her huge dark brown nipples were uncontrollable rock hard. Jakes body was getting pretty aroused itself but his condition was pretty well hid from everyone else’s view. The two talked very little as they awaited their meals. Jake sat there flying at full mast as their meals finally arrived and about half way thru her late night dinner Crystal begins to yawn. Ole Jake had slipped her a Mickey and its affect was beginning to take hold. Crystals tiredness was becoming almost impossible not to cave toward although she tries hard not to. Old Jake he was a sly one he was and he patiently waited. He quietly studies her face and when the timing was just right he suggests they leave. It wasn’t until the two were back out in the parking lot when Crystal realizes there was no truck stop on interstate 80 in the direction of her home.
Jake opens the passenger side door and assists Crystals entrance. As he helps her inside he has full view of her hidden fruits and his eyes love every inch of what they see. Her ass was so tight and her pussy so inviting his cock about bursts right out of his filthy trousers. Perverted he was and perverted he would stay. After he shuts the door behind her he unzips his pants and prepares to loosen them as he walks toward his own side and opens the door. By the time he enters his truck Crystals completely out cold. As she sleeps so soundly he pulls his pants down and slowly pulls into traffic. Once his trucks fully shifted through Jake pulls Crystal face into his erected lap and feels her hot breath against his stall as she snores. Ole Jake he was in perverted heaven right about now. His hand gradually sneaks down her golden exposed thigh and his fingers walk toward her exposed opening. He dances his fingertip ever so gently against her clit until she begins to moan sweet and softly. “ Urika.” He tells himself as she purrs. “ Umm Daddy that feels funny.” Her minds dream blurts as he gently plays. “ Can I play with your special lolly pop today, I promise I won’t tell mommy.” Crystal declares in her sound sleep as her hand gropes for Jakes prize. As he drives on her hand strokes his cock as she sleeps. Ten miles later her lips joined in on the fun. “ Time to lick the lolly pop dad.” She’d announced as his cocks tip disappeared between the softness of her sweet loving lips. Subconsciously as she sleeps so incredibly hard, Crystal searches for that creamy center so often her reward as she grew up before her parents divorced.
Many hours later and well into the early morning of pre dawn Crystal awakes to find herself yet face up in a field. She was soak and wet with the distinct taste of cum on her lips and she was shivering cold. Far off in the distance she notices a very bright light as she pulls herself from the wet ground. “ So much for accepting rides from strangers.” She tells herself as she rubs her weary eyes awake and wonders just were she’s at. Which way to go was her next puzzlement, her decision was to head for the bright light. She manages to step into every mud puddle in her way as she slowly walks ahead. As she progresses the light ahead gets even brighter. It would flash then go away and flash again. She was ever so drawn toward that light and thankful to have it for direction. As she closed in further she hears a loud crashing sound. It was a constant sound such as waves slamming against rocks but how could that be she wondered. The closest ocean was in Maine and she was no where near Maine or was she. But then that was a lighthouse light she was being drawn toward, she was sure of that fact by now. It was just before dawns light that Crystal makes her way to the base of the lighthouse now curled up in a ball falling fast asleep. Her dreams, well, her dreams were many.
It was around nine AM when Joe Hanson had let his dog Blue out and he wasn’t back as yet. He called his dog several times before going on his search to find him. Blue was always a faithful dog and always came when called. Joe rounds the corner of his lighthouse and picks up the sounds of a female moaning. Much to his surprise he finds his faithful dog licking a girls pussy for all he’s worth. He pulls the dog free from his morning snack and tells him to sit. Joe studies the pitiful girl for a long moment before he tries to awaken her. The only clean spot on her body was were the dog was licking. Crystal moans as he touches her. “Not now daddy, I’m way too tired.” She speaks. “ No mommy, don’t make daddy leave it was all my fault.” She mutters next. Crystal was talking completely out of her mind with fever. Joe strokes her hair from her eyes and feels her forehead. Her fevers found to be extreme and she's carried inside. After Joe has his doctor look her over it was determined it may take days before she would become re orientated again.
Sven Hanson was in his teenage glory as he watched over the sleeping visitor by day as his grandfather slept. By the fifth day he knew Crystals body with his eyes closed. Crystals naked body was every teenagers dream. He began every morning with a blowjob and ended each day fucking Crystals tight ass. Today was to be his last for his dream come true was all about to come to an abrupt end. Crystal sucked his cock with the same passion she had used for the past four day. Sven’s nuts swelled and his load boils free. He watches his semen spew over his preys bountiful breasts and he gasps heavily. Crystals body then begins to stir differently than in the days before. Sven just about panics and just barely escapes the room as her eyes pop open for the first time in days. He watches carefully through the crack of the door as she stirs. Crystal finds the sheets and pulls them over her unclad body. Still oblivious to where she's at.
The heat of the day was well into the nineties as the noon hour approached. Sven had reentered Crystals room for a possible afternoon delight. He had checked on her several times since she last stirred. She laid motionless as he pulled her sheets carefully away. His cock was rock hard, standing proud and ready. Its tip was already beginning to twitch as he studied her beauty. A moment later and he was positioned right between her spread open legs with cock in hand. He touches his tip against her moist folds and gently rubs against her entrance. As so many times before Crystal unknowingly lurches forward pulling his tip inside her tightness. Sven takes his staff fully in hand and begins to stroke himself. Crystals pussy lips slowly suck his member deeper within. He’s careful not to allow his body to touch her own. “ If only she could see my cock she’d want me.” He tells himself as he fucks her sleeping body. Sven’s cock then explodes, too little too soon to ever had truly please a willing girl.
It was seven PM when Joe took over for his grandson. Well almost anyway for Joe only admired the girl as he watched over her. Had Joe only known. “ Well, its nice too see your finally away young lady.” He responds to her awaking. “ Who are you, where am I.” Crystal remarks in return. “ My names Joe Hanson and your inside my Lighthouse.” He gladly explains to his patient. “ Lighthouse, what Lighthouse.” Crystal asks in complete puzzlement. “ And where are my clothes.” She demanded to know next. “ Calm down little one and I’ll explain.” Joe tells her firmly. “ Your in Desire Maine and this is a very famous and historic Lighthouse.” He then began. “ I found you outside a week ago and you’ve been in shock ever since.” He explained. While he explained Crystal covers her body. “ So you pervert, you’ve been gocking at my nakedness for a whole week then.” She asks as soon as she's covered herself up. “ Gocking yes, perverted no, I’m not perverted, just an old caring man.” Joe answers in kindly manor. “ However I did bath you your first night here.” He confessed. “ After all you were covered in mud.” He explains. “ So where are my clothes.” Crystal asks. “ Over here.” He expresses as he reaches for them. After seeing her torn and tattered clothing she recalls just how she got where she was. “ Oh my god, its not a dream is it, I really was put thru hell.” She thinks to herself. “ Where’s my panties and bra.” Crystal innocently asks as her clothes are handed to her. “ I’ve no way of knowing my dear, this was all you were wearing.” She’s told. “ Perhaps you’d rather a large shirt to wear instead.” Joe offers.
By nine that evening Crystal had joined the old man for dinner, clad only in the large white shirt he’d offered earlier. They talked of many things as well as little of nothing and she gradually became comfortable with her surroundings. On the fireplace she had spied a mural and its picture resembled her almost to a tee. “ Why that’s Katarina Hanson, the founder of this lighthouse. ” Joe proudly boasts. He’d already noticed the resemblance of the girl days ago. “ My god, she could be my twin if I was born back then.” Crystal expresses. “ You do resemble her well.” Joe verifies sincerely. “ Katarina is Swedish for Kathryn.” He’d further explained. “ Come with me, I have something to show you.” Joe Hanson then exclaims and the two head toward the spiral staircase. It was quite some climb up those stairs to the top but the view she was rewarded with was outstanding. Joes view wasn’t half bad either as the full moons light shown thru Crystals loose clad shirt fully exposing everything held private about her. There was little left for the imagination and Joe would definitely take the image to bed with him in the morning. They returned to their dinner and suddenly Crystal felt as though she was home. Before she retired for the night Hanson offers to let her call her mom.
The following morning Crystal awoke to the sounds of the seagulls outside her window. She’d gotten up to follow the sounds and as she looks out the window she spies a young man working in the garden. “ What a body.” She tells herself as she watches him work for the longest time. It was here she felt a set of eyes staring at her from behind. She finds she's right as she turns to catch Sven studying her from behind. He was glad to see her standing upright yet disappointed as well. Sven’s fun was now over for sure. “ Who are you and why are you staring at me.” Crystal asked the boy. “ Why I’m Sven, Sven Hanson and I’ve been watching over you while Grandpa sleeps.” Sven interjects. Something told her there was more to him than he was willing to confess to. “ Well I’m fine now so I guess your out of a job.” Crystal remarks. Sven could only smile as he takes one last look at her ravishing body and turns to leave. “ Wait, what's his name.” Crystal asks. “ Who’s name.” Sven remarks. “ The guy working in the garden.” Crystal clarifies. “ Oh that guy, well that’s Orjan.” Sven expresses. “ He’s Grandpas grounds keeper. Sven explains as he turns to depart once again.
Crystal walks over to where her clothes were laid and slowly pulls her weathered tight skirt up her shapely thighs. It had shrank considerably stopping just short of her private entrance. “ I guess it’ll be ok as long as I watch how I sit.” She assures herself as she reaches for her torn up shirt. “ Its wearable.” She tells herself as she picks it up for inspection. “ Kinda smutty but wearable just the same.” She throws it high in the air and tosses her arms in one by one. “ Yes” she tells herself as she checks the mirror. “ Now just the right knot and I got it made.” Either dressed to kill or dressed for seduction take your pick, she heads toward the door. “ I may as well have fun till mom comes to get me.” Crystal assures herself as she heads outside. Off in the distance she sees a mighty disappointed Sven heading for home. Oh what a beautiful day it was indeed. A balmy ninety and a bright sun shinning. A short introduction later and she was off hand in hand walking down the beach. There went that flirty nature of hers yet again right to the surface.
Orjan, well he knew exactly where to walk this pretty little thing to and he heads for his favorite spot as they talk. Crystal was calm, cool and extremely flirty toward Orjan as their walk progressed. Was it something in the air that had just lit her candle or was her boyfriends raping a wakeup call of sorts. Who knew, however out of nowhere Crystal was on her knees in the sand unzipping this strangers pants. “ I bet you didn’t see this coming.” She announces as she takes his hardening cock in hand. “ Bet your gonna like it too.” She further taunts as she tastes his cocks tip with her tongue. “ What are you doing.” Orjan asks as though he’s confused. “ Isn’t this what your after, isn’t this what you want.” Crystal responds as she takes his cocks tip to mouth. Orjan’s answer is a long raspy gasp. Her lips nourish his mast like it was heaven sent and moments before he explodes she stops. “ I’m not wearing any panties, you know.” She informs him. “ Your not, I know.” She’s told. “ You know, how.” She puzzlingly asks. “ I saw you your first night here.” He confesses as she lays back on the large rock behind her.
Crystal was being drawn by a force even she couldn’t explain. Yesterday a cock tease, today a slut in the sand. “ Take me Orjan.” She’d plead as she spread her legs open wide. “ Be the first I’ve fucked willingly.” It was as though her cunt was filled with molten lava as his cock pressed within her awaiting wetness. He screams painfully as his cocks buried whole. Her body shakes like an earthquake as her orgasm instantaneously flows upon full contact. Orjan’s balls swell and his semen explodes from his hard cocks tip. “ My god, what are you.” He exclaims as his bodies sucked dry. Crystal smiles upwardly toward his shock filled face. His question however remained unanswered. Crystal rolls him over instead never loosing his mast from within. “ Oh yes, I love it.” She bellows as she pounds down on his staff ever so hard. “ Fuck me you fool, make me scream.” Orjan is about panic stricken by now. He seems to have awoken a madwomen from with Crystals soul. Relentlessly she pounds herself down over his rod. Her body was begging for more of his milky seed. “ Give it too me, give it too me.” Crystal begged as she fucked him strait to his soul.
Old Joe Hanson was just getting into his car preparing to leave when Crystal appeared in his rearview mirror. “ Where are you off too old man.” She inquired as he started to pull away. “ I beg your pardon.” He answers as he applies his brakes. “ I asked, where the fuck are you going.” He’s then told. “ What happened to that sweet girl I found on my doorstep.” He next asks. “ She just had love on the rocks and she’s wanting more.” Crystal responds sarcastically. “ Wanna do me ole man, wanna fuck me.” With that comment even Crystal was shocked over her sudden change. “ No I don’t wanna do ya but I’ll take you with me to town.” He answered. “ Ok, be that why then, it’s your loss not mine.” Crystal remarks back as she opens the car door and gets inside the car. As she does her skirt rides high hardly covering her entrance. Joe can’t help but let his eyes travel up those well formed bare legs sitting next to him as he drives. Even as much as those legs entice him Joe has no intention of acting on the emotions within himself. At one point just to break the silence Joe asks the girl if she’d like to learn more about Desire. It wasn’t the kind of desire Crystal cared to learn about but she did find this woman Katarina’s life very interesting especially how closely they resembled each other.
The lighthouse her family built so very long ago was one of the first in history. Katarina had just turned twelve when both parents became ill and passed away. She was from that point on the keeper of the light. Katarina losing both parents to illness was set upon a nearly impossible task for one so young but she was not about to let her families name down whatever it took to succeed. Her very first endeavor were heavy back taxes both overdue and overwhelming. She was one day paid a visit by the tax collector and by his own admission in court later on Katarina Hanson was deemed tax exempt. How she got this exemption was quite remarkable at the very least. She hadn’t been twelve for hardly than twenty four hours when she was forced to make her first adult decision in her life. About this point Crystal was hanging onto every word that ole Joe spoke as she realizes he may be really talking about his very own great-great grandmother. Well anyway as it was known by word of mouth Katarina was at her wits end of how to save her ass from complete destruction she made that tax collector an offer this town would never forget and her decision would go down in local history of Desire.
“ Mr. Dewayne, I’ll do anything to save this lighthouse from disaster, I’ll give you my virginity if need be.” The freighted girl did at that time offer. “ My virginity at a price and in writing.” She had conveyed. “ My virginities are yours for the taking for the sum total of complete tax forgiveness.” The youth had further expressed so long ago. “ Forgiveness for life so long as the Hanson name lives on.” That tax collector hardly thought for a second before he fully agreed to her suggestion. However the man had his stipulations, she was to be tied naked to a hitching post outside after she was stripped naked and he could have his way anyway he chose to have it. Joe continued his story as he drove toward town and Crystal was hanging onto his every word. “ Mr. Dewayne had put their agreement in writing and Katarina signed willingly on the dotted line.” He tells his captive audience of one. “ The tax collector then took the young skinny boned body of a girl outside.” “ He had then walked her over to the hitching post and bent her forward over the top rail.” “ After which he tore her clothes from her frail and skinny body before binding her tight to the wooden restraint.” About here Crystal for some reason or other was entirely wet between her legs and not quite understanding why.
“ What do you think so far about my story.” Hanson asked his captive audience. “ Old man, I’m so horny right now I could fuck your eyes out.” Crystal then shockingly admits.
Well as the story went that tax collector without so much as a moments hesitation had forced his hardness dead center of the young little girls anal orifice. Her scream was loud, yet it was unheard as his long skinny cock drove deep inside. Listening to this story began to play deeply inside Crystals impressionable soul. She felt at this moment as that mans cock from so long ago was piercing her own anal cavity as the story was being told. Crystal squirms in her seat as her body tingles firmly locked onto Hanson’s every word. “ At first His snake like cock felt like a log as Katarina’s one time virgin ass stretched to accommodate the abusive intrusion. “ She became tearful yet she didn’t cry over her anal pounding.” Joe described. “ I’ll bet they hung the man for this, didn’t they.” Crystal remarks as ole Joe pauses. “ No he wasn’t hung, they had a written agreement, remember.” Joe answers. “ Oh that’s right she was paying her taxes. Crystal remembers. “ One might say her rear taxes.” Hanson remarks as he drove. “ How do we know this is really a true story.” Crystal asks. “ It sounds sorta fishy to me.” She admits as it sounded so hard to believe. “ The story is by her own admittance through a book she had written in her later years.” Hanson explains. “ The book can be found in our public library and its called The Lighthouse of Desire.” By the time Joe finished the stories telling of how she was raped repeatedly from behind and how her body began ache for more they reached town and the two exit his parked car.
Right across the street where Joe had parked was both the public library and the local diner. She has her choice, food for thought or food for the body. She chose to feed her mind and starve her body a little longer and heads into the library. Crystal finds the book of which Joe had spoken and sat quietly to read. As she studied the book she was being studied herself from across the room. Both by the librarian as well as an inquisitive young man. The Librarians eyes were locked onto her firm large breasts while the males eyes were glued under her table. It would be a coin toss to see who had the best view of all. The Librarian licks her lips as Crystals nipples harden from the cool air of the air-conditioned room as the mans cock stiffens over his clear view of her perfect shaped pussy. The Librarian soothes her own aching from behind her counter by hand as the mans hand cups his own beginning throb. Crystal was much too engrossed to notice her effect on either of them. This woman Katarina she was learning was quite the early day harlot and as important or even more so than the towns own mayor. She even learns how this woman saved the community from ruin back in the day.
Crystals nipples harden even more as she reads about this woman's life from the past. Her wetness as well was far past being ignored much longer.
As though it was a well planned plot the young man makes his move after the librarian leaves the room. Crystal looks up startled as he clears his throat to speak to her. “ I’d give my right arm to lick that wet pussy of yours.” He’d exclaimed. “ You would, would you.” Crystal counters. “ Would you give me your cock instead.” She next teases. “ I’ve no use for an arm but a nice hard cock about now, well wow.” She remarks. “ Better hurry then before the librarian returns.” He’s then told. Who was stunned more, him from her remarks or hers from his would have to be put on hold for there was little time to waste. “ Well then big boy are ya going to do me or not.” Crystal finds herself exclaiming to this nameless stranger. “ Get on those knees and get busy.” He’s told. Just as his tongue divides her wet folds the librarian returns. “ Oh shit.” Crystal tells herself. “ I hope she’s one of those.” She thinks as she quickly opens her shirt exposing her firmness to full blossomed view. “ Care for one of these.” She thoughtfully offers. The librarian does indeed and within moments has Crystals body writhing with excitement. She pants for her breath more over the woman's lips than the young mans eager mouth.
After her first of many to come orgasms the librarian hikes her skirt and tears her thong to one side exposing her own sweetness. “ Lick me, oh god please lick me.” She pleas as she climbs upon the table and spreads herself open. It was here Crystal had her first taste of pussy and she absolutely loved it.
Mid day had arrived swiftly and it was time for Crystal to fill another hunger within. She was truly feeling the effects of Desire and it was almost overwhelming to understand. “ Wow, this town is something else.” She’d thought to herself as she walked back out the libraries door. “ Yesterday I was such a cock tease and today, wow, just wow.” She tells herself. “ I just made love with two perfect strangers and I didn’t even get their names.” It feels as though every eye is upon her as she heads toward the diner for lunch and she wonders where the old mans gone that brought her here. Inside she finds Desire Diner something to behold. Not one but three waitresses swarmed her as she entered to sit and just as she does so two guys buy her beer. Crystal was no drinker and her first beer proves it as she outwardly begins to giggle. That same picture hanging in the lighthouse was hanging inside here as well. This one seemed to be calling out her name. In fact it felt as though the person in the portrait was leading her mind on.
Crystals lunch was late in the making and if one thought it was late deliberately, well it was. After her second beer Crystal was well lit and that’s what they all were hoping for to happen. A third beer comes and by the time she’s thru she’s physically smashed. “ Here ya go sweetie, lunch is served.” She hears one of the waitresses speak. Just as she does the waitress then steps aside. Behind her stood a large man with a large cock bared in his hand. “ Here ya go honey, it’s the house special and there’s plenty more where it came from.” She’s told. Standing toward the back of the diner were five more guys awaiting their turns and yet five more in waiting after them. “ Oh goodie, a gang banging party.” Crystal giggles. “ Come and get it.” She announces gleefully. That picture she did have some sort of hold on her or at least she thinks as she climbs up on the tables top, flinging her shirt overhead. Her skirts then held high by two willing waitresses as she ravished by strangers one by one as though she was the towns personal whore. It was well into the afternoon hours before the last cock had fallen useless.
The sun was fast falling when a familiar voice was heard from the door. “ My god, its too late.” Were the words that were spoken. Crystal would know that voice anywhere for it was the voice of her very own mother. “ My god, my baby girls no longer.” She exclaims as she approaches her daughters spent body. The ladies eyes are locked on her daughters nakedness as she walks thru the crowed diner and stands before her. Crystal was covered in spent cum as though it was an adornment. Karin could only smile as she bore witness to its beauty. “ Well it finally happened, I wondered how long our family would survive this fate.” She exclaims. “ Get dressed my child, we have some talking to do and I have a lot of explaining.” Her mother tells her child no longer. “ Mother, I couldn’t help myself, ever since my boyfriend raped me and dumped me into that field.” Crystal tries to explain. “ Hush little one, its OK.” Her mother responds. “ Just get your clothes back on for now.” Her mother reinforces. “ I’ll wait for you outside.” She’s next told. The diner remained silent from the moment her mother announced her presents. It was so quiet right now you could have heard a mouse’s footsteps on the floor.
“ Come daughter, take my hand, lets walk.” Karin tells her daughter as she joins her in the warmth of evenings air. They walk together as the sun fully disappears from the sky. “ Its seems you’ve discovered the family curse my daughter.” Karin exclaims as she begins her heart to heart. “ My god you look all aglow about it also.” Karin adds next. “ All aglow about what mother, what's going on with me, why can’t I seem to get my fill of cock.” Crystals questions flow steadily from her mouth. “ These desires your having are well deserved my child for they are your inheritance, your heritage and your reward.” Her mother responds. Crystal only thought she was confused before for she truly was that right about now. “ You mean I’ve inherited this appetite I now have for sex.” She outright asks her mother to explains. “ Yes child, inherited it.” Karin clarifies. “ I am Karin Hanson, my real name and that’s short for Katarina so do you now get the point of all this that’s happening around you. Her mother then asks. “ No mother, I’m sincerely confused.” Crystal declares honestly. “ All I understand is that a week or so ago I was a dick tease and now I can’t get enough of one.” Her daughter reveals, expressing her confusion toward her recent change toward life. It was here where Joe Hanson suddenly reappears and much to Crystals astonishment comes her mother reply.
“ There you are Crystal, I’ve been looking all over for you and I’ve been extremely worried.” The old man professes to the youth. “ Hello grandfather, It seems my daughters fate is now in your hands.” Karin greets before her already confused daughter. “ This is the child of your seed as well as your granddaughter. Karin introduces. “ So did you do her as you did me when she arrived or is she.” Karin began to say before his interruption. “ She is the one and I’ve not touched her. The old man assures. It was then Karin was finally forced to explain her daughters fate. “ Wait, this persons both my father and grandfather as well mother.” Crystal asks as she’s so totally confused. “ Yes, he indeed is both, daughter, indeed he is both.” The girls clarified. “ God, and I almost fucked him on the way into town.” Crystal exclaims. “ You are going to fuck him daughter, outside, strapped to that old hitching post, you must be anointed for you are the chosen child.” Karin alerts her. “ Like in the story, mother, the one about the tax collector.” Karin’s then asked. “ Just like in the story, child.” Her mother tells her. “ As it once was, it shall be again.” The Lighthouse of Desire will be once more….
7 comments

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2007-08-23 11:55:15
I may be dumb but what the fuck is this all about?

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2007-05-02 15:55:15
to weird for me - didn't care for it

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2007-04-30 10:24:31
I agree, its well written and interesting. Not the usual crap people write about.

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2007-04-30 09:20:54
What is this? It is called fiction. Fiction doesn't have to be real and also fiction can be normal, real or completely made up therefore weird would be a complement. I'm sure if one looked into it long enough one would find a Burg or Township somewhere called Fargo and if not still again and after all it is fiction. Thanks All

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2007-04-29 20:30:05
what is this? its weird,

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