Date: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 06:50:21 +0000 (UTC) From: F W <wmaf1@yahoo.com> Subject: Arcadia Missouri and I Have Resurrected - Chapter 1 - I Return From the Dead This is a pure work of fiction based upon the characters from the TV show Resurrection. I do not own any title of this show and should just be read as a work of fiction. There is M/F, M/M, M/b and multiple sexual combinations. If you do not approve of this or you are under 18 or are not allowed to read such material, please leave. Please check out my other works, One Nighter with Emily Prentiss, Trip to Hawaii in Bisexual/Celebrity. Also my Adam and Eva serial in Bisexual/Incest and my actual account with a TG titles My New Friend in Transgendered/She-Male. Let me know what you think at wmaf1@yahoo.com. Copyright @ Fred W PLEASE contribute to the Nifty Archive Alliance so we can keep having a place to submit the writings you love to read. Thanks. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ARCADIA MISSOURI AND I HAD RESURRECTED CHAPTER 1 – I RETURN FROM THE DEAD I had been driving around Missouri, stopping in St Louis to see some of the sites and the food. I went back to driving after staying overnight. Then I got lost. It was in the backwoods with no lights on the highway so I ran with my high beams on all the way. But this approaching car must not see my lights... "Where am I?" I said in a drowsy state. "You are in the Arcadia Medical Clinic," said this very sultry female voice. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am Dr. Langston. You must be quiet now. You were in a serious accident and you must rest," she said authoritatively. I just faded away and when I did wake up I was in a foggy state of mind. I had no idea how long I had been here or even where I was. "Where am I?" I asked again. "You are in the Arcadia Medical Clinic," said a shadowy figure in blue. "Who are you?" "I am your nurse," she said. "Where is the doctor?" It seemed forever until she finally came into my room. Before me was the skinniest female I had ever seen. She stood about 5'3" and couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds. She had long brown hair back in a pony tail and what I could dope out as brown eyes. She was smiling at me. "Who are you?" "I am your doctor Maggie Langston," she said in that sultry voice of hers. "WOW you are pretty," I said with a foggy smile. "OK Mr. Martin. How are you feeling today?" "If I could see you every time I open my eyes, I would be in 100% condition. Right now I am feeling pretty good." I looked around and was in a white room with my one bed. I had a tube in my arm feeding me and a pulse ox measure on one of my fingers. When I got back to Dr Langston I saw a vision. She was absolutely gorgeous. BUT that skinniest. WOW did I have a hard on? I looked down and my dick was standing straight up from the sheet. Did Maggie see it? How could she not? I have an 8 inch hard on. She had to have seen it. "How is the patient Maggie?" said this gruff voice coming from a tall bald headed black man. "Look for yourself, Marty. Mr. Martin appears to be in better shape than when he came in," said Maggie. "Hello Mr. Martin. I am I.C.E. agent Marty Bellamy," he said to me with a smile. "Frank, my name is Frank. I.C.E. agent? I am not an immigrant. Why are you in town?" I asked quizzically. "Not now Mr. Martin. We will talk later," said Marty and he turned and walked out of the room. "Dr Langston, why is an I.C.E. agent at this medical center talking to me?" "Look Mr. Martin..." "Frank. Please call me Frank Maggie if I may call you Maggie," I said smiling at her. "OK Frank. You need some rest." "NO, I need help with my malfunction here," I said rubbing my hard on in front of Maggie. Maggie went back to the door, locked it and drew the shade. She took off her scrunchy and shook her hair. It landed on either side of her face. It enwreathed a beautiful face. After seeing all of that, I threw off the sheet and moved the gown and there it was. 8 inches of hard dick. She went to the cabinet in the room and took out a tube of lubrication. Without saying a word, she squeezed out a good amount of lube into her hand. She came to my bed and took my rigid member into her hand. She rubbed the lube all over my cock and began to jerk me off. Maggie started out slowly. I had my eyes riveted on her. She had no tits. She was flat chested with just a small bump at her chest. I think it was just her bra not her breasts. She had no ass whatsoever either. She stood a little sideways and she almost disappeared from having no figure. She looked like a little boy with long hair. But she had the face of an angel. "Maggie?" "Shush," Maggie put a finger up to her mouth. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the strokes. But I couldn't take my eyes off her vision of a face. Though she was skinny, she was beautiful. I like this doctor. She didn't have to be coaxed into jerking me off. I wondered how far this would go. How long would I be laid up? Would Dr Langston do this for me every day or twice a day? "Maggie, why are you doing this for me?" And again, Maggie put a finger up to her lips and smiled afterwards . "Please talk to me gorgeous. Can we go further here?" She stopped stroking me. She went over to the sink and cleaned off her hand. Then she brought the newly cleaned wash rag to clean off my sticky dick. Then she lowered the sideboard of the bed. She leaned over me and put her mouth on my clean cock. She started to bob up and down on my head and she sucked me up. She took a few more inches of me into her warm mouth. She bobbed up and down again and had a great action going on my dick. She put her hand at the base of my dick and stroked and sucked at the same time. I reached with my free arm with the pulse ox on and started to rub her small skinny ass. She didn't pull away so I reached in between her legs. "OHHHHH. AHHHHHH." Maggie started to moan. I pushed up further into her jeans and rubbed back and forth and up and down. Maggie's moaning was getting more intense but was muffled because of the blow job. She stopped, She stood up. She unbuttoned her bloused very slowly. She then unbuttoned her jeans and they fell to the floor. Now Maggie was there in her bra and a very small thong pantie. She reached behind her and unclipped her bra. It fell to the floor. I was right. Maggie had the smallest tits on a female I had ever seen. She had a very, very small bump but was all nipples. They were standing straight out just like my cock was now. I reached over and felt her ass. What a smooth bottom she had. Just like a young girl. Then she took off the thongs. She had a small strip of pubic hair above her clit but was completely clean everywhere else. For a 20 something lady she looked like a very young teenager except for the beautiful face of an older women. "WOW Maggie. WOW," I kept saying WOW over and over. She smiled. She stepped up onto the bed and positioned herself over my cock and she sat down, sliding on my now slick cock. She was wet as hell and I could feel her fluids dripping down my cock to my pubes. She slowly raised that skinny ass up and down on my cock. She had her eyes closed and was moaning. She had a very tight cunt, just like the rest of her body, small and tight. But I was moaning myself; that tightness and the fact that her nipples were out and I was tweaking them made me moan and grunt with every stroke. I had them between my thumb and forefinger, rolling them around and squeezing while I did it. "OOOHHHHH. AHHHHHHH. DAMN," she said loudly. I thought she was going to bring in other people but she had locked the door. No knocking yet. Maggie lowered her head towards my chest. Her tiny ass was beating on me rapid fire now. She buried her head in my chest. I put my arms around her and held her tight to me. I could see her butt up in the air and slamming down. She grunted and moaned with every beat on my cock. She loved every minute of it. She never stopped. Beat after beat and stroke after stroke on my penis. She was giving me a great time. Then she just stopped. She raised herself from my chest and got back up and stayed on my cock. I reached up and grabbed her nips again. She moaned with my fingers as they rolled them back and forth in my fingers. Then she started to fuck me again, slowly. "Are you OK Maggie?" She looked down on me and smiled. She began to fuck me harder again. She put her hands on the outer side of my legs and continued to hump my hard on. I put my hands up on either side of her face. She opened her eyes wide. Her cunt muscles twitched and her motion increased. She was moaning like crazy. Her hands were now all over her nipples and chest. She was pulling on those long brown nipples. Her areolas were smaller than ever. All you saw was nipple. They started out as dark pink dimes, now nonexistent. I began thrusting upward. We would come together at her cunt and you could hear a thwap against her butt with my balls. She put her hands on my legs and I couldn't thrust. She came with a loud grunting noise. She finally let go of my legs. I started to push upward to meet her and after several large pushes, I dumped my load into her tight cunt. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," she yelled. "URGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah," I yelled myself as I shot string after string of my cum into skinny Maggie's tight little cunt. Maggie sat down on my dick. It was very warm inside of her with my cum, her juices and my dick. She just sat there. She opened her eyes and smiled down on my face. She slowly got off of me and positioned herself over my cock. She put her mouth on my spermy dick and sucked it dry. Her ass was facing me now. My jizz was dripping out of her cunt along with her juices. I put my hand up to her pussy and scooped up what was coming out of her cunt. I tasted it. Nice and sweet and salty it was. She got up off my me and ran to the sink. She got a clean wash rag and wet it and cleaned herself off. She came over and cleaned up my limp dick and balls. She smiled at me. "Frank?" "Yes Maggie." "I think that was the best fuck I've had in months. It has been crazy around here lately," said Maggie. "Is that why you have an I.C.E. agent in town? Do you have an immigration problem here?" "Well Frank. I think you need to rest for another day before I can release you. You had a pretty good thump on your head but did not have a concussion. Your blood tests show nothing wrong with you. But I would just like to observe you for another day. Then I will release you," said Maggie with a gorgeous smile. "OK, Maggie. Will you be here all night?" "No, I will be heading home soon. But Marty Bellamy wants to talk to you. I'll be here t oo," she said. Maggie got dressed. I fixed myself up. She checked on my fluid line in my arm. She checked my readings and adjusted my pulse ox back on my finger correctly. The readings looked normal to me. BP was 130/65, my heart rate was 80, my O2 level was 99 and the other number I did not know. But it looked normal or Maggie would have done something. "I'll be right back. Just relax, OK sweetie?" "Sure Maggie. Anything for you," I said. I adjusted myself and raised the head of the bed so I was sitting up. I closed my eyes for a bit but was a little restless. So I turned on the TV. I pulled it around from behind me. It was a nice flat screen TV. The problem was the cable was very basic and only got a handful of channels. Mostly gun and hunting shows and too many other reality shows. P U. So I turned the TV off and tried to relax. Then in came Marty and Maggie. WOW I had gotten about an hour or so of sleep. The two of them were standing by the side of my bed. I woke up fully. "Hi gang. What's the word?" "Mr. Martin..." "Frank." "OK Frank, my name is Marty Bellamy and as you know I am an immigration agent. We had a problem last year with a boy who was lost in China and we found his parents here in Arcadia. I went and got Jacob, the lost boy and brought him home to his parents. But this is the problem with that. Jacob was drowned with Maggie's mother when he was young. There is a family tomb in the cemetery. His bones are there, yet Jacob is alive and living here now." I looked at Maggie. She shook her head yes. "UM, how is that possible?" I asked a little scared. "We don't know. But it has happened all over Arcadia. Hundreds of dead people who have families in Arcadia have `returned' as it is called. They all died and have `returned' and many live here now. Many live in another facility as they had no family to claim them. I am a `returned.' And we have something to tell you," Marty said with caution on his breath. "Frank," said Maggie. "When they found you on the highway, you were dead. By the time they brought you here and they were starting the autopsy; you sat up on the table and yelled your head off. We think you knew you died and came back. My mother came back but is now gone. I have a friend who works at the local bar whose father died, came back and screwed around with the town. He then was killed but has not `returned.' Our local minister who has died but not yet `returned' has a wife who is alive but he had a girlfriend before he got married she `returned' pregnant with his baby. The minister hasn't come back but his girlfriend is very pregnant with his child. His wife is not happy about it." "Wait a minute, wait a minute," I said. "You're telling me that I died and have come back to life in this backwoods town in Missouri and that hundreds of people that have died have come back to life? I'm DEAD?" "No Frank. You are alive just like me. They shot me and I came back right away. It took you some time but you are what we call `returned.' Do you understand?" asked Marty. "I think so. I'm dead but I'm not dead. Something in this town brought me back. BUT I'm not from Arcadia. How did I come back?" "We looked you up Frank. You were born here in Arcadia in 1982," said Marty. "You know I never really knew where I was from. My parents were killed when I was young. HEY have my parents come back to Arcadia?" I asked excitedly. "Not yet as far as we can tell. They are not in the unclaimed `returned' facility and they are not in town," said Maggie nicely. "Damn. What am I going to do? I have a job back home," I said very scared. "Frank, we will get in touch with them and tell them that you are quite sick and must remain here," said Maggie with that beaming smile. I think I was falling in love with this skinny beauty with no tits. "So I will have to stay here, locked away in this town because I was born here and I have `returned' after death? DAMN" I said weakly as I sunk back into my bed . What will happen to Frank in Arcadia? He had already had sex with his doctor. What about Marty? He hadn't sucked a dick in quite awhile. Let me know what you think at the above email address.