Chapter 12: A New Visitor
Visitor 4's eyes:
I sighed as I climbed into bed. Another Saturday night, another night alone. It wasn't that I was ugly or girls didn't like me, I just kind of gave off that 'friend' aura. While having a lot of beautiful women like you is nice, it would be better to have one actually be more than a friend.
They all said it would be better after high school, but it hasn't been. It might only be my first year in college, but I'm already seeing that the social life isn't too different. Boring parties, the wrong guys getting all the girls and the right ones comforting them later over a cup of coffee.
I closed my eyes and thought about the few relationships I'd been in. None more than three months. At, still a virgin in almost every sense. No, make that every sense. So, alone -again-, I drifted off to sleep and woke up in a very strange place. I look around, wondering what kind of dream this is. As I breathed in the air and looked around, I realized this wasn't a dream I wanted to wake from. I remembered I was only dressed in a pair of long boxers, and that if anyone were around here they would notice exactly how aroused I was. Why, I couldn't tell. Then it dawned on me and I laughed a little. "James, you've just woken up into a wet dream."
I looked around a little, noticing a few plants that only proved my theory, but I didn't see anybody.
Amber's eyes:
I was watering my tree again, relieving myself. I stood and stretched, Violet still slumbering under her tree, where we had fallen asleep the night before. A bath. I walked to the pond and slipped in. Ducking under to let the water surround me. I slowly emerged and reached for a sponge plant. Slowly I drew it across my body. My nipples hardening in the early morning breeze. I arched and stretched my arms above me. It felt so good here. I was once again aroused. Maybe I should play a bit, but instead just lazily kept washing, until a snap echoed across the water. I turned, expecting Violet, it was a man. I was stunned. I hadn't called him, and she was asleep. He must have a great need, a great desire to have come on his own. I smiled and beckoned him closer. I emerged, letting the water slough off my body. Not even thinking it might embarrass him.
"Hello. I'm Amber. Hungry?" Putting a sexy note in the last word. I could tell he was aroused already. And I was hungry, but no longer for fruit.
Visitor 4's eyes:
I turned to see the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. My eyes quickly wandered over her body, devouring every inch before I forced them to focus on her face. I rubbed my eyes, and then opened them again. Still there.
A memory of school came back to me then, Greek mythology. A nymph, maybe? I looked closer, noticing the skin color and her green hair. A dryad? But then I noticed I was staring and hadn't answered her question. Maybe I had mistaken, but the tone of her voice hadn't sounded at all like she just wanted to be friends.
"Uh, I'm James. I'm not really hungry, but I'm kind of lost. Do you think you could help me out?"
I knew there was no way to hide my arousal, which had greatly increased since I laid eyes on her. But in some part of my mind it only seemed fair, with her being naked.
Amber's eyes:
"You aren't lost. This is where you wanted to be. And you must have wanted it very much." I emphasized the word want each time I spoke it. Knowing my eyes were sparkling, knowing my nipples were hardening. The mere thought of his innocence, it was so obvious, excited me. He was young, terribly young, and shy and awkward. Well, not for long. I held out my hand and drew him down to a rock by the lake. Before sitting I grabbed a fruit. I just sat there holding his hand and biting the fruit, letting its juices drip down my chin and land on my breasts. His eyes following every drop.
"This is a magical world. I am a mere servant here. My Goddess Violetta lies slumbering under her tree." Waving my hand over in that direction. Willing her to awaken soon. "I was once as lost and frightened as you. But she has shown me my true self; my inner needs, and allowed me to stay. But, only females may stay. Men seem to "go home" after a bit. But there is so much here to learn, to love, to experience." I threw the core into the waters, and splashed my hand to wash it. Flicking the drops onto him with a naughty smile.
Visitor 4's eyes:
I could only listen as she pulled me to the rocks, and watch as she ate the fruit. No, not ate, tempted. Something about a goddess. It was so hard to concentrate on the words. Something was in the air, and her. Oh, gods. She was so beautiful and alluring, the only reason I didn't reach out to touch her was because I was still stunned by all this. A magic world? I hung on her every word after I was able to take my eyes off her breasts.
Leave? No, I didn't want to wake up. But she said I had time.
The splash of water drew me from my stunned reverie, and I grinned a challenging grin. She wants to play, does she? I reached my hand slowly into the water, and then suddenly splashed her with full force. Not waiting to see if she was taken off guard, I grabbed her around the waist and jumped into the water with her. My nervousness was temporarily forgotten during the playful moment, but then we surfaced. I noticed how close we were and exactly how little separated us, felt her chest against mine, her face only inches away. Those lips, oh-so-kissable lips even closer. I stared into her strange, exotic eyes a moment, then turned away, a little embarrassed and very nervous once more.
"Uh. sorry about that. I didn't mean to get carried away."
Amber's eyes:
"Yes you did." As I dove under and yanked at his shorts. I came up giggling, unable to remove them completely. I saw the look in his eyes, he wanted to kiss me. Why didn't he? I pouted out my bottom lip and put on a sad face. "Don't you want to kiss me? Aren't I pretty?"
Visitor 4's eyes:
The look on her face. Damn! I'd screwed up again. "Uh, no, it's not that! But I don't really know you. I mean, you are pretty," I faltered with the words a little, then looked into her eyes and leaned forward slowly to kiss her. It had been awhile since my last real kiss like this. My lips brushed hers as I closed my eyes, then bolder, I pressed my lips against hers. I pulled her close as I kissed her passionately, a small part of my mind asking me what the hell I thought I was doing. I told that little voice to kindly go screw itself, I was going to have fun for once.
Violet's eyes: