A Change From The Usual

It was a bright day in the town of Durem. The shining sun seemed to chase away all of the gloom of the mostly dreary little town. It was pleasant, thought Makura Kalmalyon, as she walked down the street. She felt she could use a little change from the usual.


Ever since she'd moved here from Dy'nast, her home, she'd felt so much more alive. Sure, being royalty was enjoyable, anything she wanted was hers--but she felt no.. challenge in that. It was wonderful to have her desires delivered.. but sometimes, she'd rather pursue them.


Pondering this, she strolled down the street, before the sound of a bell caught her attention. A school bell. She usually didn't walk around school's end.. today she was slightly off-schedule.


"Might as well keep walking then.. It isn't like I'll be late for anything if I do.."


She continued her casual stroll, her black cape flowing elegantly behind her. She may have moved, but she still dressed the part of the royal.


Calm and collected, Makura got ready to round a corner and turn to the next street, not exactly sure where it would take her. However, before she could finish her steps..


"Gah! Oh, sorry!"


A young boy, rushing quickly down the street, had nearly plowed into her. Normally, Makura would have been quite angry at something like this, but she found it hard to muster any rage toward the boy. In fact, she had already forgotten the incident.. she'd found a new thought to dwell on.


The boy, who was panting slightly from running, must have come from the local school. He was wearing a backpack. She looked him over.


His brown hair hung messily about his head, getting in his face, draping wildly over his eyes, which were the most intriguing shade of blue. He was cute, with a slight blush on his face, appearing well though his light skin. She studied him further, he was wearing a brown t-shirt, and some denim shorts, regular attire.. she looked up again and he was talking.. she looked at his lips, which looked incredibly soft and pink--before realizing that he was talking to her.


"..really sorry, didn't mean to, they were chasing me and I--"


"What's your name?" Makura asked suddenly.


The boy blinked. "Max."


Makura smiled. "Hello, Max. Don't worry about running into me, I forgive you. I'm Makura Kalmalyon. Please call me Makura."


"Hi, Makura," he said a little nervously.


There was silence in which Max shuffled a bit and Makura continued to study him.


"Um.."


"Yes?" Makura replied quickly.


"Are you from here?" Max asked, obviously noting Makura's appearance. Her dark brown skin and silver hair were not exactly the signs of a Gaian. Not to mention the yellow eyes.


"No. I'm from Dy'nast."


"Okay," Max said gently, nodding his head.


"Where are you from, Max?" Makura asked of the boy.


"Barton Town. I just go to school in Durem because my parents say I'll learn more here. I'm staying with my aunt and uncle.. but they don't like me."


"They don't? I don't see why not."


"They say that I'm not going to be anything when I grow up and that I'm not worth anything. They only let me stay because my parents begged them.. but they don't look after me much. They only care about their money."


Makura looked instantly pained. "That's not fair.. How terrible."


"Yeah, so I'm trying to learn a lot and show them that they're wrong. I want to learn about important cool stuff like robots, so I can build bots in Aekea for lots of money!"


Makura laughed a little. "A fine dream. I hope you reach it, Max."


"Thanks!"


There was another beat of silence, in which Makura's eyes darted around the street. No one seemed to be around, which was slightly odd but nothing to worry about. She turned back to Max.


"Do you have any friends here?"


"No.. no one likes me because I'm not a rich kid like them. They make fun of me because I don't have nice clothes."


"I think your clothes are nice, Max," Makura said, using that mostly to look him over again, "and you're a nice boy. I think you should have lots of friends. I would be your friend."


Max's eyes brightened. "You would?"


Makura didn't realize what she'd said had really meant anything to him.. but after thinking about it... "Of course. I think we'd be good friends."


"Wow, thanks Makura.. you're my first friend here."


"And you're mine, Max."


"You don't have any friends here? Why not, you're really cool!"


"I'm rich enough to live here, but that doesn't mean I'm accepted.. Gaians tend to befriend Gaians," she said hanging her head.


"I guess.. but I'm a Gaian!"


"Well, you're a wonderful exception, Max."


The young boy giggled, and Makura smiled at him. He was so special to her, she thought, and she'd only just met him.


"Max?" Makura questioned, "don't you have to go home?" She didn't really want to leave him, but she didn't want him to get in any trouble.


"Yeah, but no one's there. My aunt and uncle don't come home until late, and they don't even check to make sure I'm okay at night. They go to bed and I wake up and leave while they sleep. We don't see each other much, even though we live in the same house.." he trailed off and looked up at Makura.


"Would you.. like to come to my house?"


Max smiled. "Yes, if it's okay."


"We can hang out for a while. It's this way."


Reaching down for Max's hand, Makura guided him down the street. She felt his skin for the first time.. it was soft and smooth. she voiced her pleasure at this.


"Your hands are really soft, Max."


"Yours are too."


She smiled and continued to lead the boy down the street until they reached her home. Before she could even touch the door, it swung open, a maid at the door, head bowed.


"Miss Makura, the house is clean for your arrival," she then noticed Max, "will you be spending time with your guest tonight?"


"Yes," Makura replied. "So don't allow any visitors and make sure there are no distractions."


"Of course, Miss," the maid said, before gracefully walking off, leaving Makura and Max alone in the doorway."


"Wow, you have a maid! You must be really rich!" Max said in awe.


"You could say that.." Makura said, not wanting to dwell on it. "Come in, Max."


There was a couch, and a rather large TV in front of it in view. Max looked over at it and Makura walked to it, sitting down. Max followed suit, and sat with her.


"Anything you want to watch?"


"I never get to watch TV at home.."


"Well then, you can watch mine all you want."


That was all Max needed for him to pick up the remote and turn it on. His eyes went wide at the high-definition picture, and he quickly flipped to some cartoon he liked.


Makura watched him watch the TV. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, taking in the picture. And she was taking in the sight of him.


She'd known, for quite a while that young boys were one of her interests. In fact, aside from women as herself, they were her only interest. It was much more common in Dy'nast however. She had no idea how a Gaian would react...


"Max.." she said softly, tapping his shoulder. He turned to her and she reached out for him, putting her arm around his shoulders. "We're friends now."


"Yeah," he said looking up at her, a bit nervous but mostly curious.


"Come sit in my lap then, so we can be close."


Max shifted over and upward, and Makura twined her arms around his waist. He was warm and soft and perfect.. she bade him lean back, but he flinched.


"Something wrong, Max?"


"I can't touch you.. you know.. there.." he said, indicating that if he leaned back he would rest against her chest.


"Why not, we're friends, you can touch me, I've given you permission."


Max thought for a second, before slowly leaning back. His head cradled in Makura's rather ample chest, he found it suddenly hard to concentrate on his cartoon. Makura wasn't making it any easier either. She busied herself stroking his hair.


Max let his attention shift from the TV to the fingers in his hair.. enjoying it.. until he let out a tiny moan. Feeling embarrassed, he covered his mouth. He didn't know why he just did that.


Makura only laughed. "Don't feel bad. You liked it."


Max couldn't disagree. He relaxed again and Makura continued to stroke him, his hair, his cheeks, his shoulders.. his chest..


"Mmmm," he said, when she reached his chest.


"Like that?" Makura asked while continuing.


"Yes," he said, "I do like--ah!" he gasped. She'd rubbed one of his nipples.


Makura only grinned as she reached both hands down to rub them, rolling them back and forth through his shirt with her thumbs. Max let out several more moans here, feeling no longer the need to suppress them.


Makura looked over Max again, at his flushed face with eyes shut and mouth slightly open. She licked her lips, fighting the urge to gather him up, press him against the couch, and kiss him harshly, as she did with others, bruising those perfect pink lips and coaxing every last drop of innocence out of his body with her tongue. It was a tempting thought, and one that hadn't gone without its effect. She felt strong heat pooling between her legs, right beneath the gentle boy. She groaned slightly, she was making herself wet only thinking about what she could do with this boy.. She wondered for a second what effect there would be if she was to do it..


This was all done while still rubbing, and pressing ever harder against Max's chest, not to injure, but to intensify pleasure. She continued looking him over, and noticed something most pleasing.


Max was feeling it too. She noted well the raised lump straining up from his shorts. And his moans were more and more frequent. That was when she decided to go a bit further with him, to satisfy them both.


"Max, could you turn around?"


Releasing him, he longed for her touch again, doing exactly what she said. Once facing Makura, he straddled her lap and pressed against her breasts with his cheek. Makura could feel his stiffness through his shorts, pressing against her midsection.


She looked him in the eyes.. he still retained his innocence. But a glimmer of feral hunger played in them.. she knew that he wanted her, deep down inside. She would do her best to free this feeling for him, to make him understand that it was okay to feel that way and that she would accommodate him completely. She wanted to give him the pleasure he was seeking.. and enjoy herself doing it.


"Would you like to touch me, like I did?" Makura asked, offering her bosom to the boy.


"..how?"


"Like this."


She took Max's wavering hand and pressed it to her breast, getting him started kneading it. He caught on, and Makura took his other hand, purposefully brushing his fingers across the other breast's nipple. Max was startled at the hardness of it, but emulated Makura's earlier motions, rolling it around in his small fingers, through her shirt.


It was Makura's turn to moan, feeling the stimulation from Max's hands. She whispered to the boy..


"You're so good, Max.."


Max was caught up in the moment, repeating his motions constantly, enjoying the feel of Makura's breasts. While he did this, he rocked back and forth, in a motion he was probably unaware of. Makura felt it, however. He was attempting to relieve some of the pressure he felt in his shorts, by rubbing his hard penis against Makura's clothes-covered and equally aroused womanhood.


It was so good.. Makura thought, her head swimming. She was close.. she felt she could orgasm at any moment. How rare.. it normally took so much more than that to drive her to the edge.. it proved Max was special. Makura was wet and hot.. she was very certain that her panties were soaked.


"m..m.. Max?"


"y..yes?" he answered, moaning a bit.


"Stop for a second," Makura said, using all her self-control to pull herself back from the brink.


Max ceased his motions, reluctantly, and looked up at Makura, panting, longing..


"We're good friends, aren't we?" Makura questioned.


"Yeah.." Max said, trying to focus.


"Good friends do good things to each other.. like we just did. But we could do more.. do you want to?"


Max nodded, and Makura hugged him.


"Tell me, Max.. have you heard of sex before?"


"Yes.. but I don't really know about it.. but you take your clothes off.." he said that last part rather hopefully. It seemed he would like to take his clothes off.


"Yes, you do. We could do that. We could have sex if you'd like. It feels really good Max, even better than what we just did. You'll like it a lot."


"Let's have sex then, Makura."


Makura blushed at his forwardness. "It's not that simple, Max. We can't do it here, we need to go to my bed.."


Max squirmed a little. It was obvious that the bulge in his pants was the most important thing on his mind.


"It will make you feel better.. I'll take you upstairs."


Makura gathered Max in her arms, picking him up and rising from the couch. As she carried him, she looked at his sweet face.


"Have you ever been kissed before, on your lips?"


"No," Max said, blushing even after all he'd just done. He was still very innocent.


"Can I kiss you?"


For the first time, Max begged Makura. The boy had an idea that her kiss would feel good, like everything else she had done. He wanted to feel it. "Please."


Makura paused at the stairs, stopping walking to keep her balance as she leaned in toward Max's face and pressed her lips to his. She was overwhelmed at their softness, and how pliable they were.. she parted them with her tongue, delving deeper into his mouth.


Max's head lolled back as she kissed him, drawing her in even more. He let her kiss him until she could not anymore, breaking for air and gasping.


".. you taste so good.." Makura managed between gasps for air. "There's one thing I want.. kiss me back this time," that was her warning the she was ready. She kissed him again.


Max rose to her challenge. His tongue darted out as hers entered his mouth. They twined together, slick and wet, sliding past each other over and over.


Makura suddenly remembered how close she was to her orgasm.. she broke the kiss and carried Max the rest of the way upstairs, pushing open the door to her room, where a rather large bed awaited. Max did not notice or appreciate the decor. It didn't matter, to either of them.


Placing the boy on the bed, Makura got on it as well, pulling him down to the soft mattress with her. They laid next to each other for a while, kissing a few more times.


When neither one could stand their clothes any longer, they looked at the other. Makura sat up.


"Max.. help me take these off."


Max didn't exactly know what to do, but he figured girls' clothes couldn't be too different from guys'. He took the bottom of her black shirt in his hand, and pulled it up. Makura allowed him to take it over her head.


"I'll do this.." Makura said quietly as she unfastened her bra and pulled it off. Max watched dazedly as her breasts were revealed to him, he wanted to touch them again, but he had to finish undressing her.


Undoing her pants, he pulled them down, and Makura wiggled enough so that he could remove them. He tossed them to the floor with the shirt, it landing in a heap of black and white fabric.


All that remained were a pair of soft black panties, which Makura made no move to touch. Max paused.


"It's all that I have left on.. Please remove it, Max."


Max gently grabbed the top of the article, pulling it down.. and Makura moved upward so he could free her from them. He noticed the panties were damp, he was going to question this when Makura turned his attention back to her.


She spread her legs on the bed, and Max stared.. She reached downward in what seemed to be slow-motion, rubbing her groin. Max felt so much harder, so fast. Parting herself open, she offered Max a view.. pink, wet, hot..


Max had never seen a woman before. He didn't know what to say, but he did look intently, captivated, on edge as Makura slid her fingers around the pink area.. He noticed that they swirled dangerously around a hole which he only guessed led into her.. as if dancing around a whirlpool that was ready to suck them in.


They were consumed. Makura pushed a finger into herself, moaning as she rocked it inside, back and forth.


"Ah.. Max.." she said breathily, as if he was the one doing this to her.


"Makura?" he asked, wondering what to do for her.


"This is how I want you, Max.."


The boy watched closely as Makura fingered herself, but soon she had stopped and was looking hungrily at him. "We need to take your clothes off, Max."


Max agreed, and let Makura seize him. She pulled off his shirt, managing to caress his skin while doing it. She then took control of his shorts, pulling them down, hooking her fingers into his underwear as well, pulling them both. Max had already kicked off his shoes, as she had. She pulled them off and let them fall to the floor.


Max felt so much better..yet he wasn't satisfied. His free erection pushed upward, straining, sore, and painting precum over his stomach. He could feel cool air against it, but he wanted to feel something else.


Makura stared at his penis, desiring to touch it. She reached for it, grabbing it in her hand, careful not to squeeze too hard.


"Ah!" Max moaned sharply. No one had ever touched him when he was hard before. It was amazing. Makura shifted to her knees and crawled to him.


She ran her fingers over it, stroking from the base to the tip, taking a second to coat her fingers.. and taste them. Max looked at her, and she repeated this, only instead, offering her fingers to him. He accepted, tasting himself. It was a little strange, he thought, a combination of saltiness with bittersweet. He sucked her fingers clean of the milky substance, and then Makura went back to touching him. But he needed more.


"Makura..." he whined.. it was good, but even that was starting to hurt. He needed release, he'd been so hard, for so long, and he was trying to wait but he..


"Right, Max. We'll start now. We're both ready."


They were ready. Max was at his maximum length, which wasn't exactly impressive considering his age, but was still enough for Makura. Makura was wet as she could be, her body was practically begging for him to slide within her.


Makura crawled to the head of the bed, and Max followed her. Leaning back on the pillows, she pulled Max to a kneel and then positioned him, placing the tip of his shaft against her opening.


"It goes inside me.. please Max.."


Max understood. They needed this.. he pushed forward, shaking.


The head of his penis penetrated, he felt her slick inner walls pulling over the ridge. He pushed the rest inside, and felt immense heat engulf him.. Makura surrounded him, it was so hot.. he felt so good inside her, but he still needed more, he needed to..


"Pull it out.. and push it back in," was Makura's barely controlled command.


Max obeyed. He pulled out, feeling the cool air for a second.. and then plunged back in, striking deeper this time.


Makura moaned hard when struck. Her eyes had shut, and she opened them again. "Max.. keep going. Do it faster."


Max repeated this, once, twice, again. He was losing himself in his thrusting.. he'd gotten the hang of it. He pounded Makura as hard as he could, he realized she enjoyed it better when he pushed hard.


Makura was beyond aroused, moaning and even screaming as Max repeatedly filled her. Max only increased pace, yet she wanted more of him. She rocked her hips in time with him, pushing him even deeper inside with each thrust.


Max was threatening to fall forward, he pushed so hard, so recklessly. Makura watched him, as he dipped forward.. and when he was close enough, she kissed him, this time as hard as she had dreamed. Max grunted, a deep sound, that came from deep within, a true sound that an innocent exterior could only hide. He was enjoying himself. He wanted to make Makura his own.


When Makura broke the kiss, he initiated another one, this time taking the lead, this time pressing his tongue forward.


Makura could only lie back and let Max do what he wished.. when the kiss was broken she screamed again, in pleasure.


They were crazed with lust. They attacked, kissing each other's lips and whatever else they could get at. And all the while, Max thrust inside Makura, fast, hard.


Both felt it was almost time. Max could feel his entire body tightening, and Makura swore she saw the room spin. Her head fell back, and Max pushed in deep, before pulling out, and slamming back in, in, in!


"Aaahh!" he cried out, tears forming in his wrenched-shut eyes. Makura had hit her orgasm. He felt her tighten around him, and slick wetness washed over him. That was all he needed. His eyes flung open wide, he pushed in one more time, embedded to the hilt, at the limit.


His climax moan was broken and high-pitched, he couldn't even maintain it, the feeling was incredible. His cum spurted out of him in streams, a first splash and then several gushes. His eyes seemed to only grow wider while this happened, and when he had finished he collapsed against Makura, completely spent, completely exhausted.


When he landed, he bumped his nose against one of her nipples, and almost instinctively, reached for it with his lips and suckled it, contented.


It was completely quiet, save for the suckling sound of Max's mouth on Makura's nipple. Makura didn't rise up, but instead placed one hand on Max's smooth bottom and another on his back, pushing him against her. He was still inside her.


"Max.. oh god, max.. I.. oh god.." Makura hadn't recovered yet.


Max broke from her nipple. "It was so good, Makura. You were right."


Makura smiled. "Glad you liked it, Max.. because sex is for friends who love each other, and it was my way of saying I love you."


"I love you too.." Max said, his blue eyes shining. So he wasn't a virgin anymore.. but he still looked as innocent as ever.


They stayed like this for a while, Max even went to sucking the other nipple. But eventually he looked up again.


"Makura? If you love me, does that make you my girlfriend?"


Makura looked amused, but happy. "Sure, Max. I'm your girlfriend, and you're my boyfriend."


Max smiled brightly. "Heh, I may not be rich, but I have a girlfriend!"


"Yes you do, and I've got a boyfriend. I'm glad we ran into each other today."


"Yeah, me too."


Eventually, Max felt tired. He slacked against Makura's chest, yawning. Makura fought the urge to kiss him again, even though he was so cute.


"I think I need a nap.."


"Sleep well Max."


The little boy drifted off to sleep, and Makura cradled him until he slept soundly. His now soft penis still rested inside her. Makura let him stay on top of her.


She looked him over.. his sweat-slicked hair was sticking to his face and his body heaved lightly. She made sure he wasn't uncomfortable before choosing to drift away herself.. she smiled right before she slipped into her dreams, hoping that whatever they were, she could share them with Max, her new love.