LITTLE MARIELLA part 2

Part 2 They gave her clothes and dressed her well. They fed her with food she have never tasted before. All kinds of fruits too. "She’s here?" A familiar voice echoed through the wooden doors and Mariella instantly recognized that voice. It’s the same voice that’s he heard on the yacht. The door opened and the figure of the man she once saw is revealed before her eyes. Josh, when she saw the womnas face instantly remembered one embarrassing moment. When he let himself loose and ended up being with the audience of a lady. He’s brought up from an up tight family. Bringing him up to be good man. But as all men does. He has his own needs which isn’t satiated from any means. He doesn’t like hooking up with just anyone. "Hi." Everyone left the room except both if them. With blushed cheeks, Josh carried on. "I’m Josh, I’ll be your counselor. What’s your name?" Mariella waved her hands, trying to speak. "I see. Is there anything you need?" Josh didn’t want to start right away but Mariella’s eyes shines by the mention of needs. Perhaps she needed to call her family or anyone, Josh thought. But Mariella didn’t seem to know what a phone is. Instead, she got up from her chair and took all her clothes off. All her skin is exposed in broad daylight. Josh tried to cover her body but when he reached for her clothes, she grabbed his hands instead and rubbed it in the perfect peaks of her chest. Josh’s finger brushed through her cinnamon colored tits and she gasped. To Josh, it’s an extreme turn on. Everything is fast but his logic faded as she locked her legs on his hips and started to buck up and down. "Stop!" Josh used all his force to put her down and succeeded but only to see Mariella whimpering like a sad puppy by the corner of the room. Before he could loose all his manly control, he left the room. Asking for someone else to counsel her. In the morning, he showered and the cold water pricked his shoulders. The thought of the insane woman came to him again and he could resist thinking about abuse and just let her move on him. Watching the twin peaks as it sways to and fro in action. The squelching sound if her tight stit as he pumps his load inside. Will she be able to hold his 9 inch shaft that grows longer every second of simulation? Josh looked down and saw his own thought driving his throbbing rod pointing to the roof. He touched the tip and rubbed his thumb on it. "Look at you, getting all worked up." He brushed his fingers to the base and slowly wrapped his finger around it. The slow motion gave him a little delight and white sticky liquid leaked at the tip. It’s hot and slippery but it’s not the real deal yet. He has to wait, he thought. He went back to the office and found out that everyone gathered around Mariella. She is clothed once again and by the looks of it, she learned her lesson. Elder women showed her how to behave and she’s a fast learner. Old Aunt Grace offered for her to stay at her place which by the way happened to live next door. Josh thought how would everything turn out. Mariella found Josh again but she has to stop or she wouldn’t get to him that easy. She has to play it slow. One morning, Sunday and the town hall will be closed. It’s a day off. Mariella skipped and hopped around the bush. Her skirt flying in the air. She saw the guys that she had encountered the other day. She waved to them and they waved back. Glad Mariella didn’t have the thought of having them locked in Jail. What’s more is that she looks so happy to see them. Seizing the chance, they went near her. She threw them flirtatious glances while licking her lips. Josh saw this and tried to assess the situation. What he saw surprised him. Mariella let them run their hands around her twin peaks and down her mound. One of the guys bravely lifted her skirt and slid his fingers in her panties and she backed her hip against his hands, throwing her head back. They were still talking like nothing happened. Exhibitionsists. Josh could not dare let them do that in front of their lawn and decided to get out. Theguus were quick and they left when he arrived at the door. "Get in. Where’s Grace?" Mariella waved her hands again, saying that she left. "It’s bad to just let people use you in any way they want, you know. You have to learn how to keep yourself safe." "Mariella couldn’t make out of what he’s saying." "Ok, if an unknown guy touches you, you have to run. Get help. Your body is yours, okay?" She nodded, thinking Josh might like her after all. She remembered the sea witch’s curse. If she couldn’t marry someone she chose, she will end up like those wormy creatures. She immediately thought of choosing Josh. But this up tight counselor is one hell of a job. "Don’t just let any guy get near you, okay?" Mariella nodded again. ___________________________ The next month, Mariella learned the ways that Josh taught her. One night, after dinner, Josh invited Mariella to go ride his yacht while watching the full moon. As they head to the deeper side of the ocean, Josh inched near her. "I’d like you to be honest, have you been on my yacht before?" Mariella turned her gaze away. "Look, I can clearly remember you. No one can forget something like that." Mariella closed the gap between them and she held on his waist. Stroking his abs with her finger. Josh pulled her closer and he can hear her breath. She trailer her touch up to his chest and he can feel the pressure tenting on his pants. His ragged breath brush through her hair and inhaled her scent. He pushed his hands on the underside of her breasts, cupping them on both hands. She let his hands roam around every nook and cranny of her body even after he reached a feel of her wet groove and rubbed her aching nub. He expertly guided his fingers pushing deep. Her wetness made it easier to access and her womanhood wrapped around the ruthless fingers that explored her there. Flicking his finger, he parted the juicy lips of her wet groove. He hung her legs on one side of his hips and aimed all his length against her opened groove. The entrance made a squelching sound. When he pulled away, she arched her back and dug her nails on his arm. He plunged in quick and she shuddered, her knees weak. He hit the walls of her womb by hitting it in angles. She responded to his pace by bucking her hips back and forth to meet his effort an in attempt to go faster, he clenched in her buttocks and sqyezzed it tight. He shoved her to turn around and hold her ankles while standing feet apart. He plunged his shaft inside her again, but this time, deeper. If she could only shout, the whole island might hear her. The sensation from being poked by such a long and big shaft that almost hit her uterus is like getting all her holes stuffed. He humped on her. His thigh hurting her *** makes a clapping sound. He spanned her from behind and he then found out that she liked it, if her sudden burst of come is of any indication. She let out a spring of hit liquid, oozing from the same hole where he impaled her. He felt his walls tighten and he couldn’t hold on much longer if she continues to do that. He withdrew completely and made sure he at her on a safe place and he poked his girth in her cheeks. Trying to let her give him head. She actually didn’t know what to do, but instinctively placed her lips around it. He held on her head and guided her to move in a steady motion. He then tried to buck faster and fighting the urgeto gag, she did duck on him. He licked and sucked and to compensate to the lack of ability to get him deep throat, she wrapped her fingers around him and she pumped her fingers near and at the base. When he came. She licked him clean and dry. They spent the night at the yacht and didn’t bother to dress. They knew it’s a long night for them and they both wanted the same thing. Getting laud and fuvking their brains out until they can only think of each other. Not a month later, the got married and the rest is all tales to be told. _________ THE END