Assol

Somewhere near the pier, Assol heard people's voices. The entire seaside town was rushing to get to that very pier. A sailing ship with scarlet sails was approaching the berth. Assol, like all the other people, hurried to the pier to see this bright spectacle. The ship was unusual. It was a luxurious, though small, sailing ship, just as in her dreams. The ship quickly moored at the pier and dropped anchor. What was happening in the port was hard to put into words... Wealthy townspeople and the poor folk watched this unusual ship with scarlet sails. Everyone threw their caps, coins, and flowers into the air. On the captain's bridge appeared a young, handsome

man. He was dressed in a captain's uniform of the merchant fleet. Our Assol's heart was beating faster than usual. She wanted to believe that what was happening was not a dream, and that her dream was finally beginning to come true. And it was indeed happening in reality. A tall brunette descended from the sailing ship onto the pier. With a proud gait, not noticing the gathered crowd, he headed straight for the beautiful Assol. The young girl looked at him with her wide-open eyes. He approached her and said: "I have come for you, beautiful Assol. I want to take you to a country where we will live happily." After these words, Captain Gray took Assol lightly by the arm and they walked towards the sailing ship. Ascending the gangway onto the ship, they entered the spacious captain's cabin. Assol hesitantly approached a small table on which stood 2 glasses, a bottle of champagne, and fruit. The captain opened the champagne and poured it into the glasses. Into each glass, he dropped a small berry from an unknown fruit. The berry would float to the top of the glass, then sink to the very bottom. And only Captain Gray knew the origin of these berries, native to a hot African country; they were the most powerful aphrodisiac, which acted only on the female body, causing an irresistible lustful desire. Everything happening seemed like a fairy tale to Assol, as she had grown up in a poor farmer's family. And until now, she had lived with the fairy-tale dream of meeting a charming prince who would sail to her on a ship with scarlet sails and take her to a wonderland where they would live long and happily. The captain handed her a glass of the drink, and she timidly took a sip. Her mind was already intoxicated by everything happening, and now the champagne made itself felt. Then the captain took the girl by the hand and, looking into her happy eyes, said:

"Now we will be together all the time." Tears of happiness appeared in Assol's eyes. Gray began to kiss her eyelashes, comforting the girl. He showered her beautiful face with kisses, which grew hotter and hotter with each second. His hot tongue penetrated Assol's mouth, exploring her little tongue. The girl's ears burned with words of love; he covered her face with endless kisses, kissed her cheeks, her neck. Enchanted by his caresses and the effect of the unknown berry, she no longer noticed how Gray unbuttoned the buttons of her dress and removed it from the girl. And Assol found herself before the man in only her snow-white panties, carefully kept in a chest and put on by her on this long-awaited and solemn day. She did not wear a bra because her small, firm breasts did not need support. Everything happening seemed like a wonderful dream to her. And the man, burning with impatience, also quickly freed himself from his clothes. And so, when they were completely naked, she found herself in his bed without even noticing it. From his unusual caresses, she grew hotter and hotter. His lips slid over her naked body, descending lower and lower, until his head found itself between Assol's helplessly spread legs. She felt ashamed and tried to cover her furry little mound with her hand. But Gray removed her hand. In the lower part of her abdomen, she felt his hot, wet tongue, which fluttered like a butterfly over her intimate folds; an unfamiliar warmth spread in her untouched until this hour perineum. It became wet there. For the first time in her life, she felt the weight of a man's strong body. At this time, the captain's hands lingered on her sharp nipples, then descended down to her buttocks. Gently stroking her body, he began to kiss her thighs, squeezing her buttocks with strong hands. She emitted voluptuous moans and languished in anticipation of the unknown. And then the captain's lips reached the girl's small clitoris and skillfully drew it into his mouth. Gray caressed the young girl's clitoris with his tongue, enjoying the wonderful, unique aroma and taste of the virgin vagina. He tried to immerse his tongue as deeply as possible into this narrow virgin hole.

Then he firmly took her by the shoulders and thrust his hips between Assol's spread legs. The girl felt the firm head of his hard member sliding along her intimate lips. She feared and simultaneously awaited the continuation of the unusual sensations, causing languor and heat in her lower abdomen. His member, guided by an experienced male hand, pressed slightly between the pink folds of the girl's innocence. She tensed in anticipation of pain and immediately cried out loudly when the hard male member, like a battering ram, rushed between her legs. Long and thick, it slowly crept into the tight depths of Assol's vagina, powerfully parting the cartilages of the virgin womb; easily overcoming the unreliable barrier of the hymen, it invaded between her legs like a master, filling to the limit the tender space of the girl's perineum. Tears appeared in her blue eyes. Gray made even movements with his hips, and his member slid more and more easily in the girl's moistening vagina. The pain went away. She began to feel more and more pleasant and sweet from these monotonous movements of the foreign body in her perineum. This seemed to last an endless time, which they did not notice. From the gradually approaching pleasure, Assol almost lost consciousness. Intimate smells mixed with the smells of the heated bodies of the man and the girl filled the small cabin. Shamelessly and loudly, it squelched between the girl's legs when the man plunged his member into her to the base. Gray tensed and stopped for a split second, after which his movements became even faster. Assol felt a tight and hot stream of his semen gush into her body... There was so much of it that, having filled the girl's vagina, it gushed onto the bed, flowing down Assol's thighs. After lying on her for a bit, Gray leaned back on his back, continuing to embrace the girl's heated body. Her damp armpits exuded a cloyingly sweet smell of sweat; taking a deep breath of the wonderful aroma of the young maiden's body, Gray felt his member come alive again, pulsating from the influx of blood. He turned Assol onto her stomach, placing a pillow under her belly, and began to cover the snow-white, firm halves of the girl's buttocks with countless kisses. In bewilderment, Assol wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but at that moment, the hot effect of the berry on the girl's brain intensified, and she felt a lustful spark ignite in her lower abdomen, making her heart beat faster from an incomprehensible desire. She unbearably wanted to feel Gray's hard and long organ inside her again. For it to drill her body again and again, reaching the most secret, intimate depths. The man covered Assol's firm and snow-white buttocks with kisses; spreading the halves of the girl's buttocks with his hands, he pressed his lips to the burgundy rosette of the sphincter; a slight scent emanating from the wrinkled hole caused a surge of unbridled desire in him. Gray mounted the girl from above and quickly directed the head of his member between Assol's firm buttocks. He tried to enter the anus, but it was so narrow that the head of the member refused to go in. Then he inserted his member into her abundantly moistened vagina, made several back-and-forth movements, and proceeded to a new assault on Assol's behind. Feeling an unpleasant, dragging pain in her butt, the girl tried to slip out from under the male body pressing down on her. But Gray held her, grabbing her firmly by the hips, and sharply thrust his member, abundantly moistened with her juices, into the anal hole. Assol squealed as the long, thick shaft rushed into her intestine. Her legs convulsively twitched; a dull pain pierced the girl's pelvis, but Gray, paying no attention to Assol's struggles, drove his member into her virgin sphincter with one hard, battering thrust. And he froze, enjoying the tight and narrow embrace of the young girl's anal intestine. Assol moaned something and trembled all over, unable to resist the unusual and rough violence against her body. And in the man, a predatory and merciless beast seemed to awaken; he began to sharply and forcefully drive his member into the narrow passage. He growled and forcefully slammed his groin against Assol's buttocks. It seemed to her that he had torn her ass apart and the head of his member reached her heart with each movement. The furious slaps of the male body increased, and at some point, Assol couldn't take it and emptied her bowels when his member plunged into her once again. At that moment, Gray was releasing another portion of semen, which his member shot out. And then, with a terrible sound, shit mixed with his sperm poured from the girl's ass. A sharp, unpleasant smell filled the cabin. Gray jumped off the bed and rushed to the shower to wash the streaks of shit off himself. Then he made the girl wash herself thoroughly as well. Assol, all red with shame, sat on a chair by the open porthole while Gray removed the soiled sheets and aired out the cabin. Assol's perineum experienced some kind of dragging, unpleasant sensation of a foreign body inside, and her ass was a complete nightmare! It seemed Gray had torn everything there with his sharp and hard pressure, so that it was even painful for the girl to sit on her butt. And the situation was very indecent; Assol was still in shock from the fact that, to put it crudely, she had simply shit herself under the man while he was taking her in the ass. Gray approached Assol and ran his hand through her luxurious hair.

"Calm down, dear... it happens sometimes with girls the first time..."

All red with embarrassment, Assol mumbled:

"I'm so ashamed, dear..."

"We'll treat you now," said Gray, and opening a small cabinet above the table, took out a small bottle of ointment.

"Come here, my love... lie on the bed on your stomach... I'll treat your wonderful little butt." Assol obediently lay on the bed with her butt up; for convenience, Gray placed a small pillow under her belly. He stroked the firm hemispheres of the girl's buttocks, then spread both halves with his hands and examined the sphincter.

Then, scooping ointment from the bottle with his index finger, he began to slowly rub it between Assol's buttocks. He took a little more ointment on his middle finger and slowly inserted it into the warm intestine through the softened ring of the anus, trying to carry all the lubricant on the tip of his finger inside. Assol shuddered in anticipation of another pain, but it wasn't there; it subsided, and it seemed to her that a pleasant warmth emanated from Gray's touches, which not only warmed the wounded opening of the anus but even felt nice. Assol lay on the pillow placed under her stomach. Her firm white buttocks pertly stuck up, and her slightly bent knees spread apart like scissors in different directions. Now Gray had a beautiful view of her perineum, sparsely covered with curly hairs, and — like a diamond in a setting — the shiny dimple of the slightly open sphincter. He slowly bent down to the girl lying with her buttocks thrust out and spread her white buttocks with both thumbs. The anus seemed to wink at him, contracting, and then slowly, like a flower, opened its bud again. He felt his member tense and become hard. Unable to restrain himself, Gray, without further preparation, aimed his crimson head at the slightly open opening and made a small forward movement with his hip. His swollen head slid easily inside. "Ow," cried Assol, but to her surprise, she did not feel the expected pain...

"I'll be careful," said Gray.

And, lightly pressing on his member, watching as it gradually disappeared behind the stretched, shiny muscular ring, he asked:

"Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt," Assol whispered barely audibly. Gray silently focused on smooth

movements of his pelvis forward and back. His member slid easily in the lubricated

sleeve. When it went inside, a small pink strip bordering its shaft disappeared; when the movement went back, the pink

ring slightly protruded outward along with the movement of the member. Gray watched this complex mechanics spellbound. His breathing quickened, but it was too early to finish, he thought, rhythmically driving in and pulling out his member. Quite soon, Gray slowed his movements. Then, sharply pulling his penis out of the slippery intestine, he heard, not without pleasure, the popping sound of a cork. He lightly slapped Assol on the buttock.

"Well, there, we've treated your butt... did it hurt?"

"No, it was even kind of pleasant somehow... when you moved there," said Assol, blushing sweetly. "Let's have dinner, and then continue our acquaintance..."

"Okay, beloved..."

At Gray's command, a sailor set the table and they began to have dinner.