Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2005 03:00:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeff Exilimar <jeff_exilimar@yahoo.com>
Subject: Outcasts - Part 3

	Ellen woke up and rolled out of bed. Grabbing her towel she quickly
took a lukewarm shower in the house bathroom, taking care not to use too
much hot water, lest she find herself in it. Donning a simple blouse and
knee-length skirt she ducked out and began driving to Mike's place. On the
way there she daydreamed a touch, remembering the past days
events... especially Mike's reaction when their penises touched. He'd
really been enjoying himself until then, and although he was quite the
trooper in the shower later, she'd have to find a way to accommodate him
until, well, until. On her left was a Dohr*Mart and a sudden
inspiration. Quickly ducking into the store, she bolted quickly to the
women's undergarments section where she bought a pair of sheer satin
panties one size smaller than her usual. She finished the drive over to
Mike's place and knocked on the door. As he had predicted, to Ellen's now
excited anticipation, he failed to answer. Unlocking and opening the door
quietly, she made her way to the bathroom where the old panties came off
and the new ones went on.

	Holding her skirt up, Ellen looked at the image before her in the
mirror. The color was very close to her own skin tone, and the sheerness
and tightness of the garment meant there was minimal feel to the hems of
the new set of panties, and her penis was quite constrained next to her
body. Looking at the image there was thrilling and yet strange, as if the
image there was not her own. Dropping the hem of her skirt she made her way
to Mike's bedroom.

	Ellen peered into the open doorway and there was Mike lying on his
back, naked and either experiencing morning wood or a very nice dream, as
his penis was rather erect. Quietly casting off her clothes, except for her
panties she moved next to Mike's bed, leaned over and took the head of his
penis into her mouth. As her tongue swirled about the tip, Mike began to
breathe harder and harder in his sleep. Finally finding a comfortable
angle, Mike's eyes popped open when his erection disappeared into Ellen's
mouth and a low moan escaped from his lips. Ellen then lied down on top of
him, much like the day before, and gave him a kiss. When the kiss was
broken Mike didn't move away, rather he held her quite close, her breasts
delightfully pressed against him.

	"Good morning, Mike"

	"Good morning, Ellen." Mike ran his hands down Ellen's back and
over her panty covered bottom. "Well, that was an idea. Thanks for thinking
about me, and sorry, I'm not comfortable yet with..."

	"It's ok." Ellen squirmed her breasts against Mike. "For now, we
can deal. What now, hmmm?"

	Mike kissed Ellen again, then guided her up his body a bit until he
had her breasts in his face. He buried himself between them, nibbling and
kissing her cleavage until finally he made his way to a nipple. Ellen
arched back as Mike's tongue began lapping at her areola then moaned as the
swollen button of her nipple was surrounded by the moist heat of Mike's
lips. As Mike suckled Ellen's breasts, she moved her butt over the length
of Mike's now engorged penis. After a couple of minutes of this, Mike
rolled over on top of Ellen to continue kissing her nipples. Moving down to
her belly he pulled off her panties and moved Ellen's legs up until her
knees were almost touching her chest. Squirting a bit of the lubricant onto
her now exposed opening, Mike used the head of his penis to cover the
outside of her and tip of him, and then slowly pushed in. As Mike's shaft
disappeared into Ellen, he watched as her breasts flushed, nipples became
hard, and her back arched. Holding her legs while bending forward he began
to slide in and out of Ellen, causing her to moan and writhe in
ecstasy. Lost in the pleasure of being filled by Mike, Ellen's hands
instinctively grabbed her own breasts and she played with her nipples while
Mike pumped his shaft in and out of her bottom. Finally Mike cried out and
pushed in all the way and began splashing Ellen's insides with his
semen. As that happened he watched Ellen's own penis quiver to a new level
of rigidity and spew forth her own load of sticky liquid up onto her own
chest.

	Mike rolled off of Ellen, reached down for a towel, and handed it
to her as he lied down beside her. "I could get used to mornings like
this."

	"Yeah." Ellen was breathing heavily and began wiping the liquid
from her chest. "The day's off to a good start for me. How about you?"

	"Oh yeah." Mike took Ellen into his arms once she'd finished with
the towel. "It's the first time I've ever seen anyone else, y'know, come."

	"Not even in porn?"

	"It's been hard for me to get, and the only two tapes I saw were
all-girl action. It was interesting to watch in it's own way."

	"You weren't freaked out?"

	"It probably had something to do with all the pleasure I'd been
feeling, filling your cute little butt with me."

	Ellen giggled. "So after a shower, then what's on for today?"

	A quick check of Mike's email revealed some money was waiting from
his dad at the Eastern Union. An hour after leaving the house they'd
decided for a day at a relatively nearby amusement park (as suggested by
Mike's pop.) This was the first time Ellen had been to such a place, and
even the parking lot tram threatened to overwhelm her. Mike however was an
old pro and calmly guided Ellen through the maze of people at the
park. They first went to the midway section so Ellen could get used to the
experience on rides such as the tracked-cars and a small bubble-pod tour
ride. Then they got into a short line for the park's oldest coaster. Ellen
loved it, screaming and holding on as for dear life as the coaster twisted
and turned on the track. Mike enjoyed the ride far, far more than he'd ever
had in the past, as Ellen was usually holding on to him. The slight
excitement of the coaster was enhanced tenfold whenever Ellen threw her
arms around him instead of the bar in front of her. The afternoon passed
quickly as they moved from ride to ride, with the lines just being an
opportunity to cuddle and hold hands for the next experience.

	At about 3 PM, they went to a stand and grabbed some horribly
overpriced food and took it to a quiet park that was largely ignored amidst
the speedy rides.

	"Gods Mike, today's been a blast!"

	"I've found a new appreciation for roller coasters, it's just a
little embarrassing getting off of each one with a tent in my pants."

	Ellen giggled. "I note that we're not like most couples."

	"Yes, I know." Mike said archly.

	"No." She slapped him playfully then leaned close, timing her words
carefully. "We had sex before we had our first date."

	Mike nearly spit out his drink as he tried to giggle. After
swallowing (correctly) he smiled at her. "Yeah, we're going a little
fast... good thing we seem to like roller coasters."

	They sat and chatted for a bit after lunch, talking about interests
each had and pleasantly found much in common. Comparing school schedules,
they found they had similar classes at different times. Mike said he'd talk
to the counselor and dean about transferring about a bit. With that happy
revelation they hit the roller coasters so Ellen could scream some more
while making Mike's jeans unusually tight.

	That night Ellen pulled her car into Mike's driveway and got
out. She leaned against Mike as they walked up to his house and she
whispered that she wasn't expected home tonight. Mike opened the door and,
as tired as they were, began stripping down for bed. Ellen watched as Mike
revealed his body to her and felt some stirring of energy as she took her
own clothes off behind him. But exhaustion won out, and she donned her
tight panties and curled up to Mike tightly. Seconds later, the Sandman
came and went, leaving nothing behind but a slight swelling in each of them
and contented snores of peaceful dreams.