"Oh, look, he caught a fish!" Marja pointed excitedly to an osprey, zooming up from the surface of the Banana River with a mullet in its talons. The fish struggled futilely.
"The nest is in the tall tree on this side of the island," I told her, pointing it out. As we watched, the eagle flapped its way to a landing. "I think they have chicks. It's the right time of year."
Marja smiled at me. "I love the view, Jack. I didn't know Florida was like this."
Marja's friend, Thor, was sitting next to her in a wide recliner on the dock behind my house. Thor looked slightly out of place next to the gorgeous six-foot blond Finnish heiress. Thor, despite his name, was a dwarf. As is often the case, Thor had a normal size body and a slightly larger than normal head. He was about four foot eight. Contained in that head of his was the mind of an applied math genius and a very talented mechanical engineer. Before I met Marja, I'd corresponded with Thor, picking his brain concerning some of the finer points of calculating the strength of exotic materials. Working together, we'd come up with some significantly advanced techniques for manufacturing super-light components for the growing commercial space business. Our patents were worth several fortunes.
Thor closed his eyes, relaxing in the mid-morning sun. Behind us, I could hear
pock, pock, pock
from the tennis court and splashes and laughter from the pool. Marja had brought four of her friends from Finland. The group spent three days in New York and then flew down to Florida, arriving late the previous night. They all spoke perfect English and were turning out to be excellent house guests.
Carley, who was a fine tennis player, had teamed up with our friend George for a doubles match against two of the Finns, Neko and Thor's wife Taava. The match had been going on for quite a while. Judging by the grunts and cursing, it was close. They sounded serious. Well, there was a lot at stake.
Thor opened his eyes and snorted. "It's too hot. I'll be in the pool." He hopped down and took a second to caress Marja's right breast and pinch her nipple. He easily dodged her backhand slap. They both laughed.
"It's funny," I said. "I had no idea when I met you that you might know Thor. I'd never met him in person. We've talked on the phone and sent a ton of e-mails. He just might be the smartest person I know."
"He's my cousin by marriage," said Marja. "We've known each other for twenty years or more."
Marja raised her arms and stretched. It was a sight worth seeing.
"One day, many years ago," she told me, "we were visiting my grandfather's estate. I could tell Thor was unhappy. I got him alone and made him tell me what was wrong. Kids at school had been teasing him about his size. He was afraid he would never be able to have sex with a girl because of the way he looked. I led him into the gardens where no one could see and made him take off his trousers and underwear. I'm a lesbian, of course, but I'd had a little experience with boys. I knew what a normal boy looked like. Thor looked normal to me. While I was examining him, he got an erection. He looked perfectly normal, maybe larger than normal."
Marja smiled at the memory. "I had given only one boy a handjob after sucking him a little. I offered to give Thor a blowjob. Naturally, he accepted at once. I had him lay on the grass and I took off my dress and lay between his legs. That was probably the simplest, most basic blowjob in history, but Thor loved it. He came very fast. It surprised me when his sperm flew into my mouth. I hadn't thought about what I would do with his sperm. It didn't taste or feel bad, so I swallowed it. Some leaked out past my lips and I licked that off him and swallowed it, too. You've never seen a happier boy in your life."
Marja's story had given me an erection. She reached over and stroked me with her fingertips.
"Thor begged me to suck him some more. He was still hard. You know how I am, Jack. I liked the feeling of power when I made him spill. I liked the control. I was just discovering this about myself. I continued blowing him, trying different things to see what would produce the strongest reaction. I don't like the way penises look, but they are very interesting. Figuring out the best way to give a boy maximum pleasure and make him spill is like solving a puzzle. I like puzzles.
My mouth and tongue got tired and I had to stop. Thor wanted to fuck me. I had never had a penis inside me and didn't really want to do that. Thor begged me. 'Just for a minute,' he said. 'I just want to know what it feels like'. I told him he could put it in me, but he'd have to take it right out again. No fucking! If he tried to fuck me, I was going to hit him!"
Marja laughed. "Can you guess how well that worked? As soon as he touched his penis to my vagina, he spilled! He tried to push into me, but I felt his wetness and I pushed him away. He was devastated. He wanted to fuck so much! It made me sad. We sat and talked. I let him touch me. He was such a nice boy. He told me I was beautiful and sexy. I let him touch me and play with my breasts, but I didn't want him to touch my vagina. He kept asking me and finally I let him. He had a gentle touch and it felt good. It wasn't as nice as being touched by a girl, but I liked it. I let him put his fingers in me and massage my clitoris."
"Soon, Thor was hard again. I lay back and opened my legs. His touch had made me wet enough and he pushed his penis into me. It felt warm, but hard and strange. I wasn't sure if I liked it. I could feel the base of his penis against my clitoris when he thrust into me and that was pleasurable. He began fucking me, telling me how good it felt. I started to feel nervous, thinking about his sperm shooting up inside me. I didn't want that. Having him on top of me made me very uneasy. I pushed him away. That was hard to do. He didn't want to stop. I'm sure he was about to spill. He didn't fight me, but he resisted."
Marja sighed. "It hurt me to make him stop, but I couldn't tolerate having sperm inside me. I don't know why, but the thought disgusts me. I can't stand it. Thor was almost beside himself. I pushed him onto his back and sucked him. That was the first time I'd tasted myself on an erection. It was very stimulating. I sucked Thor hard and fast and he spilled in my mouth again. I didn't lose a drop that time. I swallowed it all." She smiled. "I loved the way he moved, the sounds he made, the way his penis twitched and spurted when he spilled. I loved making him do those things."
Out in the channel, a pontoon boat slowly cruised past with two couples on it. They were all nude and they waved to us. The woman at the wheel was being fucked from behind by another woman wearing a big pink strap-on. One of the men stood behind her, apparently fucking her in the ass. The other man sat in the rear seat holding a glass of wine. They seemed like friendly folks. Marja squeezed my erection and we waved back.
"After his second blowjob, Thor felt much better. I told him he was completely normal, sexually. He was a dwarf, but I was sure that wouldn't keep him from having sex. We got dressed and wandered around, talking."
It was pleasant sitting in the warm, late morning sun with Marja stroking me. I remembered how good it felt when I came inside her in Venice and how quickly that feeling had disappeared when I saw how upset she was. My erection wilted.
"What's wrong?' asked Marja.
"I was thinking about Venice, and the way you reacted when I came in you. That bothers me a lot. Sex should always be about pleasure and fun and maybe love. I hurt you. That was wrong. I knew how you felt about having a man cum inside you. I told myself it was your decision and it would be alright, but I knew better. I shouldn't have done it. I can't tell you how sorry I am."
"Oh, Jack!" she said. "Please don't feel that way. I never blamed you. You had been kind to me. You treated me well. I liked you very much and I still do. I wanted to do something nice for you. It was enjoyable, being on top of you and riding you, watching you become more and more excited. I had that feeling of power and control I get when I suck a man. I thought I might get the same satisfaction by making you spill inside me. I hadn't happened that way before, but it had been years since I'd tried it."
Marja shook her head. "Nothing had changed. It was very distressing."
Marja got up and sat on my lap. "Listen to me! That was not your fault! You are not to blame yourself. Not at all." She touched my face and smiled. "When you think about Venice, remember fucking me during my fantasy. Those were two of the most intense orgasms I've had in my life. I didn't tell you, but I was imagining my brother fucking me and spilling in my womb, maybe making me pregnant. If you had spilled in me, it would have been, how do you say, the icing on the cake. But you didn't know that. What you and Lora did for me was something I'll treasure until I die." She kissed me. "Before I leave, I'm going to let you fuck me again." She shook her finger in my face. "But no spilling inside me! Anyplace else is good. Well, not in my ass. You know how I feel about that."
