, Maximum Ride - You've changed my mind.
_I do not claim to own or have created these characters. They are the inventions of James Patterson and I use them only in parody and bibliography.
Okay, enough covering my ass legally. I'm going to start out with something directly from the book, then you should probably be sble to tell where I begin writing. Oh, by the way, the book is Maximum Ride, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports. Oh, and you might find it awkward seeing as it's written from the girl's point of view.
Exerpt from Maximum Ride, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports:_
"What are we doing here, Fang?"
"The kids want us to find a place to settle down."
"What about the School and saving the world?" I asked with scalpel-like delicacy.
"We have to quit playing their game," Fang said softly, watching the fire. "We have to remove ourselves from the equation."
"I can't," I admitted in frustration. "I - just have to do this."
"Max, you can change your mind." His voice was like autumn leaves dropping lightly on the ground.
"I don't know how."
Then my throat felt tight, and I rubbed my fists against my eyes. I dropped my face into my arms, crossed over my knees. This sucked! I wanted to be back with the oth-
Fang's hand gently smoothed the hair off my neck. My breath froze in my chest, and every sense seemed hyperalert. His hand stroked my hair again, so softly, and then trailed across my neck and shoulder and down my back, making me shiver.
I looked up. "What the heck are you doing?"
"Helping you change your mind," he whispered, and then he leaned over, tilted my chin up, and kissed me.
Ch. 18
At that moment, I had no mind to change, or not change, or throw against the nearest wall. My mind had shorted out as soon as Fang's lips touched mine. His mouth was warm and firm, his hand gentle on my neck.
End exerpt from Maximum Ride, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports:
We kept kissing for what seemed like hours, and after a while I was dimly aware of his hand trailing down from my neck, stopping over and squeezing my breast. I gasped a little into Fang's mouth.
I knew what he was trying to do, and at that moment, I was perfectly fine wih it. I moaned a little into his mouth to show that I was okay with it, and with that cue, he slipped his hand under my shirt to caress me better.
I felt my shirt being lifted off, and my large breasts (from what I could tell from human girls my own age) were freed. I hadn't been wearing a bra, we lived too rough a life to be bothered by little comforts like that, which I didn't even really need anyway.
Fang rubbed my nipples, making them stand up, and our kiss was finally broken, while he laid a trail of small kisses down my neck and down to my breasts, where he suckled on a nipple, eliciting moans of pleasure from my mouth.
We'd all spent so much time in pain that I didn't even know that a level of pleasure like this existed, and I knew that this wasn't even the best sensation Fang could give me. Or himself, for that matter.
And it looked like he'd realized that too. He was squirming out of his pants
and pulling me out of mine. Now I may not wear a bra, but both me and Fang had the decency to wear some underwear. Fang's currently had a good sized tent, and mine were soaked to near transparancy.
Pulling his mouth away from my breast, he fumbled with his underwear, seemingly unable to control any of his fine motor functions, so I helped him get them off with one hand while I pulled off mine with the other.
I couldn't help it, I gasped. Fang was, well, gifted. I had no ruler avalible at the time, but it had to be at least 9 inches long and a inch and a half thick. Fang must have noticed, because he smiled for longer than he ever had before, a full 3 seconds.
Reaching out, I held it in my hand and stroked it. So many ideas were coming into my head on ways to play this situation, probably deried in part from years of paranoia and leadership planning. For a fleeting moment I wondered what is tasted like, and, suprising myself more than Fang, I lowered my head and licked the tip.
Appalled for a half-second that I'd done such a thing, the emotion was quickly stomped when I noticed how good it tasted. I quickly sucked down as much of it as I could. I started blowing him, able to get half of it in my mouth before going back to the tip.
After angling my head a bit, I discovered I could get the whole thing down my throat without gagging and somehow, still able to breathe. He had no pubic hair, probably a side effect of being a genetic hybrid, seeing as I didn't either.
After only a few more sucks, his cock as stiff and unyielding, much like he normally was. I leaned back and spread my legs, somehow knowing exactly what would really turn him on. I spread myself with two fingers and I think he just about fainted before he nearly fell over himself getting into position.
He put his cockhead right against my spread opening and looked me in the eyes for instruction. Once again, I don't know how, since I'm not telepatic like Angel and neither is he (I think), but he knew I wanted is hard but not nessaccarly fast, that I wanted to draw it out as long as possible.
He shoved it in fast, and it was immediately the best thing I ever felt. He kept pumping, quickly in but slowly out, and eventually I realized it was my first time, but I felt no pain. Where the heck was my hymen? It probably never formed, yet another side effect of being an avian-human recombinant life form I guess.
Anyway, as he fucked me, he leaned in and kissed me again, holding the kiss through the whole thing. It was incredible, his tounge rubbing mine, his cock slamming agaist my cervix, the warmth of his body against mine. Without warning, I came, my pussy juice spilling out onto the cave floor, the walls of my pussy clamping down on Fang's cock. The sudden sensation pushed him over the edge too, he pulled out and spewed his load all over my breasts.
I quickly grabbed one of my breasts and pulled it up to lick off the cum. Mmmm... It was better than his cock. I quickly licked all of it could off my breasts. Once I'd finished I looked up at Fang. He was staring, open-mouthed at me, his cock soft but quickly getting harder.
I smirked. "Like what you see, Big Boy?" I said jauntily. Glancing at his dick, which was now halfway hardened, I said teasingly, "Need a little help?" He nodded weakly, so I got down on my hands and knees and sucked on his cock. I loved the taste of my pussy juice, and there was still had some cum on the tip. Using my throat muscles, I milked his cock, getting the last vestiges of his previous orgasm out.
Fang pulled his cock out of my mouth all of a sudden, and I looked at him questioningly. "No peeking." He said. He went around and got behind me.
"Fang, what are you do-AH! Fang!" I said. He had shoved his cock in my asshole, and it had hurt like hell. He was pumping in and out, and now the pain was quickly giving way to pleasure. "Ahhh... It's starting to feel good now, don't stop."
I had no idea you could even use your ass for sex, but it felt great, almost better than in my pussy. I was already close to cumming. Fang shifted positions, sitting down on the floor while holding my legs so he could pistion me up and down on his cock. "Full of tricks, aren't yoOOOUUU!" I was almost screaming from an orgasm by then. Fang blew his load too, not bothering to pull out, so I could finally appreciate what it was like to be filled with his cum.
After panting for a while, I pivoted on his cock and kissed him. Breaking the kiss, I whispered in his ear, "You've changed my mind completely." He fell backwards, taking me with him. He looked exhausted, and I realized I was losing my grip on consiousness too.
"Love... You... Fang..." I murmured as he fell asleep. I had never seen him sleep with a smile on his face before, I realized before I passed out with his cock still in my ass.