Vintage Keliana (with story)

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the story, continued ?

I have secluded myself in the bedroom, but D?sir?e walks in on me just as my cock begins to shoot the cum I have been coaxing out of it while exploring Keliana?s photo spread in ?Teacher?s Pet!? She yelps gleefully, runs from the door, goes down on her knees, and catches the spray in her mouth just before it?s wasted.

?Mmmm,? she says, ?I hope there will be more for me later. Now come eat dinner.?

After we eat, D?sir?e clears the table and tells me to go wait for her in bed. She never shows.

*

When I awake the next morning, the flat is empty. A note from D?sir?e apologizes for the night before, and says she?ll be gone for a few days. My host has also left some cash and a note asking me to pick up some groceries at a particular market. I?ve definitely learned to follow instructions.

*

A couple of hours after breakfast, I head to the market. I enter and grab one of the quaint wicker baskets in which to carry the groceries. The list has about a dozen items, and the market isquite small. I wonder what I?ll do after this brief distraction. Sit around the flat all afternoon? Why can?t I be with Keliana?

Lost in my thoughts, I knock over an old man. His and my groceries spill out onto the floor. As he curses all young people for their inattention, I bend down to pick things up. Suddenly, I see a woman pass by at the end of the aisle, but only for an instant. Still, her image burns into my brain. She has long brown hair, sunglasses on, and is wearing a tight white blouse with a black sash around her midriff, along with a black skirt. Did I notice two bracelets catch the overhead lights of the market?

I?m sure it?s Keliana. I throw the old man?s groceries into his basket as fast as I can and get back on my feet, running to the end of the aisle in pursuit. She turns up another aisle, glancing back at me briefly. A moment later, I catch up with her. When I touch her shoulder to stop her from walking away, she reaches back and slaps my hand. I am sure I hear a bit of a giggle. Then she turns to me and smiles.

?Keliana?? I ask.

?Finish your shopping!? she says, pointing to my list. Then she links her arm in mine and drags me around the store. I do my best to concentrate on shopping, but I am completely distracted. I take in the look of her and the scent of her. She barely looks at me, but I know she notices. Finally, she marches me to the front of the store and whispers in my ear.

?Pay for your groceries, bring them to the flat, and meet me here in an hour.? She tells me an address not far from the flat and rushes out of the store. I do as I?m told.

*

I try to walk casually to the address I was given, but I find myself speeding up and then slowing down and speeding up again. My heart is racing. My palms are sweaty. I realize that I ran out of the flat without even checking to see how I look. When I arrive at the small building of flats, I don?t know which doorbell to press. A moment later, the woman from the store is standing on the sidewalk, smiling.

?Hello,? she says. She still has on her sunglasses. ?Come with me.? She holds out her hand and I take it. We walk down the blockI feel like I?m walking with my girlfriend. I decide to stop. I look at her and introduce myself.

?I know your name, silly,? she says, and gives me a small kiss on my cheek. Then she pulls me into a small caf?. We sit next to each other, Parisian style.

?Do you want wine or something else?? she asks. My heart is pounding and I can barely speak, probably because she is sitting right next to me. I start to answer, but nothing comes out.

?Calm down,? she says, in a whisper. ?Relax.? She puts her hand on my knee under the table.

?I?ll have ?? I begin to answer, but before I do the waiter comes by and she orders a glass of white wine for herself and a whiskey for me. The waiter walks away.

?Whiskey?? I manage to utter a question.

?I like how it tastes,? she says, deviously, and squeezes my knee with her hand.

Before I can say another thing, the waiter returns. She sips her wine and encourages me to sip my whiskey. We don?t speak. When both of our glasses are half-empty she lifts her hand from my knee, puts both hands on my head, turns me to her, and kisses me. Her tongue pushes my mouth open. She seems to be drinking the life from me, as I feel myself go limp. This must be what swooning feels like, I think, and wonder how I can feel what I thought only girls feel.

With the kiss over, she catches her breath and says, ?Do you like how it tastes??

I nod my head.

?Finish your drink,? she says, in an insistent tone. Then she puts here hand on my knee again, but slowly moves it up until she can run her fingers over my cock, which has gotten hard in my pants from our kiss. I hear her sigh, and I drink up quickly.

?Let?s go,? she says. She pays the waiter and we leave, heading back down to the address on the piece of paper from the market. When we get there, she opens the front door and points up the stairs. I start up ahead of her, until she tells me to stop. When we get to the top floor, there is one door. It has a beautiful ?K? on it, carved in wood. I feel a tiny bit of cum leak out of me.

*

Once inside, she gestures to me to sit on the couch. ?I?ll be back in a minute,? she says, and scurries down a hallway. Then I hear her shout, laughing at her own words. ?I?m going to slip into something a little more comfortable.?

I wait, and begin to look around the flat. I notice a stack of magazines, on top of which is an issue of CUMM International I hadn?t seen before. It features Keliana on the cover, and I realize she is dressed exactly like the woman I am with. Whatever doubt I have -- and there is very little -- dissipates in a moment. My dream has come true.

A few minutes later, she emerges, still with her sunglasses but dressed in a sheer black nightie that barely goes to her knees, and visible black lace panties underneath. She walks to me and takes the magazine from my hand. ?Hi,? she says, ?I?m Keliana. I?ve been dying to meet you.?

With that, she pulls open the top of her nightie. Pebble-size nipples stare out at me. She pulls my head towards her and I suck one and then the other. Then, as I sit on the couch, she climbs onto my lap. My cock is straining in my pants, and she grinds herself against it. I can see her beautiful cock through the sheer and lace material, and my mouth begins to water. My hands roam over her back while my mouth and tongue slide over her chest.

Keliana takes one of my hands from her back and guides it to her cock, encouraging me to take it out from her panties. I begin to stroke it gently, and a small bead of pre-cum forms on the slit. I will not let that go to waste. I rise from my seated position, still holding her, and gently lay her down on the couch. Dropping to my knees, I put my mouth on the end of her cock and lick up the sweet juice that is now flowing from it more profusely.

She moans and bucks her cock into my mouth. I am in heaven.

For just a moment, I want to take in with my eyes what my body is feeling. I pull away and look. Then I reach around her, lying on the couch, and cup her behind. I begin to caress her thighs with my tongue, slowly working my way back to her cock. I make sure to lick and kiss her balls before I get there, which elicits a shudder and, suddenly, a lot more pre-cum swells out of Keliana. I make sure to catch all of it, and quickly kiss her so we can taste it together. Then I go back to her cock, and suck it as if my life depends on it.

Keliana?s cock is smooth and hot. I can feel it pulsate in my mouth as I suck. Suddenly, I take it all in, her entire cock deep in my throat, and she lets out a little yelp. I feel what I?ve been come to know, what I?ve been trained for in every European city I?ve visited on this trip: she is about to give me a drink.

Suddenly, Keliana pulls away from me and pulls me up. ?Fuck me,? she breathes into my ear, and begins to undue my belt.

When she has me fully naked, Keliana pushes me back on the couch and knees down to take my cock in her mouth. She is making it wet before entering her. It feels bigger to me than ever before. I am sure it is a direct result of being with Keliana, a culmination of everything I?ve wanted ever since that day back in the adult bookstore at home.

Those thoughts are interrupted as she climbs back onto my lap and sinks herself onto my cock, her special girl pussy swallowing me like a vise. She begins to bounce up and down as she strokes her own cock and kisses me deeply. This is not going to be a long, romantic fuck. I realize that Keliana wants us to cum quickly.

We keep up this rapid pace of fucking for only a couple of minutes. I feel my cock begin to swell, and I know I?m only moments away from filling her. She can tell, and she quickens the pace of her hand. As my eyes begin to glaze over in anticipation, she smiles at me.

?Cum in me, darling,? she says. ?Cum in me now.?

As my cock begins to explode in her, she cries out and shoots a long string of her cum on my chest. I keep spurting in her, and she keeps bucking and stroking while more and more of her cum covers me. I keep pounding into her, and cumming, and I also scoop up some of her cum in my hand, put it in my mouth, and kiss her.

We collapse like that, a sticky, gooey mess of cum, my cock buried in her, and our mouths stuck together with the result of our fucking. It feels as if an hour goes by before she breaks the silence.

?Tonight, we make love.?

? to be continued

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I have received via Private Message a suggestion from another member here regarding how to end the story (the next installment will be the last). I am working with a particular magazine cover, the penultimate one that Keliana has provided me, but I am open to suggestions from anyone. Just send me a PM.

I appreciate all the support that has come from the story's most ardent readers. I hope to post the final installment in the next day or so.

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Again, I want to thank all of you who have written to me expressing your appreciation for this long story (more a "novella"). I am finding it difficult to write the final installment, thanks in part to a very busy schedule of other writing for work, but mostly because I don't really want to bring the story to an end. But, alas, I must, and I will post the final installment very soon. I assure you that irrespective of the writing, the final picture Keliana has provided me will be worth the wait.

(Holy crap! This is my 4,200 post.)

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It has taken what seems an eternity, but here is the final installment of the story ?

The evening is a whirlwind of activity. Keliana and I enjoy dinner at a nice restaurant, where everyone seems to know her. She introduces me by name and as her ?lover.? Many patrons act as if they know of me. She explains, ?There has been a lot of interest in our story.? I wonder what she means.

Over dinner, Keliana asks me to tell her the saga of my Europe trip. As I begin in Germany, she suddenly stops me and asks me to start back home, when I bought the first magazine. She revels in my obvious arousal as I recount the tale, and reaches under the table to stroke my cock through my pants. As I weave my way through my exploits, such as they were, D?sir?e suddenly arrives at our table. She and Keliana kiss, and then gives me a peck on the check and takes a seat.

?Everything is arranged,? she says. ??tienne has secured a location, and he arrives tonight.? Keliana nods and, with a giggle, D?sir?e runs out of the restaurant.

?What?s arranged?? I ask.

?Finish your story. I want to hear about France.?

?But you were there,? I remind her. ?I should ask you.?

?Finish,? she says. ?Please.?

I do.

* *

After dinner, on our walk back to her flat, Everyone we pass seems to know Keliana. I feel men staring at me with envy. Finally, we arrive back at her flat. ?Let?s have a drink,? says Keliana. ?I have something special I?d like to share with you.? She opens a cabinet and takes a tall wooden box from a shelf. It contains a whiskey bottle, from which she pours us each a glass. ?This is Midleton, Ireland?s finest -- very expensive, and I drink it only on special occasions. I want you to taste it and kiss me.?

The whiskey is smooth and delicious. Keliana grabs her glass and the bottle, and tells me to follow her. We enter her bedroom.

?Are you going to tell me what ?tienne?s arranged?? I ask again.

?Is that what you want to do?? she asks, somewhat mockingly. ?You want me to explain tomorrow?s plans? Or do you want to kiss some more?? With that, she takes another sip of the whiskey and thrusts her tongue into my mouth. It is, indeed, smooth and delicious.

Keliana begins to undo my shirt and pants. When I?m down to my underwear, she gently pushes me to sit on the bed. She begins a slow striptease, until she reveals the beautiful lingerie beneath her clothes. She looks exquisite. I find myself trying to control the growing pressure of my cock, which wants to burst. Sensing this, Keliana kisses me again and whispers in my ear. ?We have all night.?

I relax and sit. Keliana tells me to finish undressing. My cock sticks straight up as I sit on the bed?s edge. She comes to me, turns around, and begins to rub her behind up and down on my cock. A small stain of wetness forms on her panties from my pre-cum.

?Do you like my outfit?? she asks. ?I bought it just for you.? It is a matching bra and thong, with knee-high stockings and high heels. All I can do is mutter a sound of content, like a purring cat.

?I really like it,? she continues. ?The material feels so good against my skin. Here, touch it.? She takes my hand and puts it between her legs, where I feel her cock hardening.

?Touch it. It?s yours.?

I stroke her through her panties. She is leaking, too.

?I should take this off,? she says. She dances away from me, and hooks her thumbs to the sides of the thong. Bending over slowly, she pulls it down to reveal her back pussy. My cock spurts a tiny bit more pre-cum, which cascades down the shaft. Keliana turns back to me and gently rubs the pre-cum up and down my cock. Then she tastes it, goes back for more, and gives me a taste. I lick her fingers and then she kisses me.

?I know everything that happened in Germany and France,? she says. ?I know all those girls you met. They gave me full reports. And have a confession to make. Every time I got a new report, I masturbated, thinking of you coming to find me.?

I begin to stroke my cock, and Keliana goes across the room and sits in a chair. ?It?s true. I?d be going over a contract for a new photoshoot, for instance, and I would sit at my desk just like this. I would put my feet on the arms of the chair, lay back, and begin to touch myself, imagining it was you.?

Keliana takes her beautiful girl cock out to demonstrate. She caresses it and it glistens from the moisture escaping from the tip. I watch for a moment until I can no longer control myself, and nearly jump across the room to take her cock in my mouth.

?Ooooooh,? she moans, ?Yes!? Almost instantly, Keliana cums, shooting wave after wave of hot, scrumptious juice into every part of my mouth. As the last bit begins to spurt from her, I take her out of my mouth so she can cum on my lips. Then I kiss her. We move to the bed and collapse in each other?s arms.

?I promise you can cum, too, darling,? Keliana whispers to me. ?But there?s something I want to do first. I?ll be right back.? She leaves the room. When she returns, her beautiful body hidden in a robe, she begins to tell me about ?tienne?s ?arrangements.? It turns out I have been ?groomed? to be her new ?co-star? -- the word she uses -- in photoshoots. She has signed an exclusive contract with ?tienne as her photographer and soon-to-be videographer. The Japanese cartel has been defeated, and ?tienne has hired finest costumers, secondary ?players? (such an odd word choice, I think), and lighting specialists.

?We are going to build an empire of eroticism,? Keliana squeals in delight. ?You and me, together.?

?But I have to go back to school,? I say, instantly regretting having said it.

?You don?t want to be with me?? Keliana says, pouting. ?You can go to school here. We will work around your schedule. I have professors who owe me favors.? She winks.

I don?t know what to say. I want to be with her. What am I getting into?

?You don?t have to answer now,? she says. ?I know you?ll make the right choice.? Taking my hand, she leads me to the bathroom. The tub has been running. ?Get in. I want to wash and prepare you.?

I slip into the tub and Keliana sensually washes me, and then pulls out a razor. ?I?m going to make you smooth as silk, so that when we make love we can feel each other even more closely. Is that okay??

I nod yes, ready to have a recent dream come true. She shaves me carefully, removing all the hair on my body except on the top of my head. When I get out of the tub, Keliana spends an hour back in her bedroom rubbing me with lotion. By the time she?s finished, the initial pain of being shaved is gone. I feel incredible.

Keliana again sits in the chair. ?Now I want you to fuck me,? she says. ?But I want you to make love with me, too. That is going to be the special thing in our erotic empire.?

I stand in front of her, between her legs. I lean down and kiss her shoulders and arms and work my way across her chest, taking each of her nipples in my mouth and sucking them gently. Her cock is fully erect. I work my way down her chest and take her cock in my mouth again. I suck, and then kiss and lick the shaft. It grows harder.

?I love that,? she says, and begins to stroke me. We kiss again, and I pick her up and bring her to the bed. I put her down on her back, but she rolls over.

?I can?t wait any longer,? she moans, ?I want to feel you in me, all smooth like me.?

I rub my cock up and down in her crack, and she suddenly reaches back and puts the head of my cock right against her hole. Bucking backwards, she forces me into her and begins to move.

?My god, Keliana,? I say, ?I do want to be with you. Let?s build our empire together.? This sends her into a frenzy. She pounds back against me, and I feel myself getting close to cumming. Suddenly, she stops.

?I want to see you,? she says. She pushes me down on my back and climbs on top of me, slowly mounting my cock and falling down onto it until she is sitting with me deep inside of her ass. Her own cock is sticking straight out on my chest, dripping.

?You feel so good,? she says, smiling and kissing me. She works her way up and down.

?I?ve wanted you so much,? I say, getting closer.

?Yes,? she says, slamming herself down on me.

?This is what we did yesterday,? I say, as I feel even closer to cumming.

?No, my darling, it?s different. You?re not the same person. You?ve made your decision. When we cum together, it will be even more special. ? Are you ready??

I don?t answer. I begin to pump my cum into Keliana. She is so hot, so tight. Her cock explodes, too.

* *

The next afternoon, a limousine arrives to take us to a photoshoot. ?tienne is there and welcomes me warmly. D?sir?e is there, too. She acts jealous, so I remind her how very special she is to me. She reminds me that I will be fucking her on a regular basis.

?tienne declares the shoot a great success and announces that the first pictures will be published soon. Keliana and I go back to her flat.

* *

Over the next several days, I make arrangements to attend a university in London. When I tell my family, I reveal what?s really up to my sister. She asks me something uncomfortable about coming over to visit and be in a shoot.

Five days after our first shoot, Keliana arrives home from the store and comes bouncing into the flat with a magazine. I?m sitting on the couch. She laughs and throws it in my lap.

I look at ?Transsexual Party Sluts.? ?tienne sold some of our photos to the magazine while he makes final arrangements for our own publication. Keliana is sucking my dick, right on the cover. Yes, that?s me. Do you like how my shaved legs look? Believe me, when she sits on my cock and I feel her smooth, round ass on my shaven lap, it is like going to heaven.

THE END

[Johnfraser]

I only recently picked up on your thread about Keliana...to discover her is a real delight and your story is a pleasure to read. You write very well and express the desires of many here,i'm sure, and the story line you wove around her is given credence by her intoxicating beauty and desirabilty. She truly is an inspiration...thank you for posting this.

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Originally Posted by Johnfraser

I only recently picked up on your thread about Keliana...to discover her is a real delight and your story is a pleasure to read. You write very well and express the desires of many here,i'm sure, and the story line you wove around her is given credence by her intoxicating beauty and desirabilty. She truly is an inspiration...thank you for posting this.

You're welcome, and thank you for the kind words. That so many members here have responded so positively to this "novella" has really warmed my heart.

[keliana]

Thank you for all the devotion you have shown to me, and letting me be your muse. It has been my absolute sensual pleasure to have been inspired and used this way :-). Kisses Keliana xx

[baasje43]

What a beautiful, lustful and hot story ...!
And so pity it has ended.

But I'm sure your imagination is not dried up.
So please tell us more stories that you will build in your fantasy.

Maybe it is not, what you intent at the moment.
Maybe you are happy (a bit exhausted) it has come to an end.
But soon you might feel the urge to tell an other story.

And we LOVE it!

Thanx !

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Originally Posted by baasje43

What a beautiful, lustful and hot story ...!
And so pity it has ended.

But I'm sure your imagination is not dried up.
So please tell us more stories that you will build in your fantasy.

Maybe it is not, what you intent at the moment.
Maybe you are happy (a bit exhausted) it has come to an end.
But soon you might feel the urge to tell an other story.

And we LOVE it!

Thanx !

Again, thank you all for your kind words and support. I am always thinking about stories; perhaps I will write a new one soon (albeit an actual story, and not something that turns into a novella). One, though, never knows how inspiration may strike and compel one forward!

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Originally Posted by keliana

Thank you for all the devotion you have shown to me, and letting me be your muse. It has been my absolute sensual pleasure to have been inspired and used this way :-). Kisses Keliana xx

Keliana, your use of the word "used" has me so aroused, I may have to start all over again.

[whizmercury]

that was an epic read!