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- >Norman pulled up to the dirt parking lot. His tires hissed into the gravel and he locked his brake in place.
- >He held up the paper Octavia had given him. Inscribed on the scrap was her distinctive handwriting, the ink twisting and turning like the loops of a roller coaster.
- >It instructed him to come to this open field, the parking lot of which Norman's truck sat idle.
- >He crumpled up the paper and tossed it into the bed of his truck.
- >He walked over to the nearby fence, nature surrounding him with every step.
- >His sneakers dug into the gravel and his hands were stuck firmly in his pockets.
- >He rested his elbow on the wooden post and stared into the sky. His mind drifted into the clouds.
- >"Hey! Norman! I'm here!" a sharp voice broke his peace.
- >He looked down towards the source of the sound. When he saw the woman who had caused the noise, the silence didn't seem to matter anymore.
- >A light gray woman with a curtain of ebony jogged towards him, excitement flashing in her eyes.
- >Her hair swung as she bounced along the road. That certainly wasn't the only thing bouncing.
- >Norman could not take his eyes away from the undulation of her breasts beneath her lilac blouse.
- >Her thighs were long and muscular; he wasn't sure why she had chosen today to wear a skirt, but he wasn't complaining.
- >The skip to her skip died away as she approached him.
- >"Hey Norman! How are you?" she said.
- "Good," he replied, "What about you?"
- >"I'm fine," she said, "I suppose you're wondering why I told you to come here?"
- "I was just about to ask."
- >"Look behind you," she smirked. Norman turned around and felt his jaw dislocate.
- >Growing on the horizon was a two-toned leviathan. It looked like a great sphere, great stripes of orange and yellow widening in short bursts.
- >He looked to the left of the beast and saw a small cube.
- >Hanging off its sides were large bags that looked like teardrops.
- >Soon the monster had reared to its full height and hovered menacingly above the basket.
- "A hot air balloon?" Norman muttered, "Really?"
- >"What?" Octavia snapped, "Never been in one?"
- "Can't say that I have," he said, "I never saw the appeal of it."
- >"Really?!" Her eyes lit up, "You're in for such a treat!"
- >She grabbed him by the hand and started to pull him away from the fence.
- >"Come on!" Norman surrendered to her and felt his feet fumbling over themselves on the grass meadow.
- >The balloon was enormous, easily six stories tall.
- >The basket came up to his waist. He was having doubts whether it would be able to carry him or not.
- >Octavia hopped over the lip of the basket. Norman caught a glimpse of a white patch of fabric between her thighs.
- >A spark-plug went off in Norman's head from the tiny frame that her panties were visible.
- >He hadn't noticed that he had been standing at the edge of the basket, gawking at her.
- >"Eyes up here, sailor," Octavia smirked. Norman took his sweet time scanning her before eventually meeting her gaze.
- >Norman rolled his eyes and clambered into the basket. There wasn't much room but they had about a meter of space between them.
- >"Ready to go up?" she said.
- "Where are we going?"
- >"Nowhere in particular. It's just a little ride in the balloon. You get really nice views of the city from this high."
- >She bent over the basket and untied some bags. Norman was again assaulted by brief glances of her crotch.
- >"Can you fire up the burner, Norman?"
- >Norman reached up and pulled on the chain. A great yellow flame shot hot fumes into the balloon.
- >Within a minute or so Norman felt the basket lift off the ground. He looked down to see the grass slip away from them.
- >About half an hour later the balloon had climbed about 5,000 feet into the sky.
- >They could see everything in the city with a bird's eye view. The treetops flicked and waved in the wind below.
- >Although they were a mile above nature, it still crept into the basket.
- >Norman was sitting in the basket with his legs crossed. When asked why he was sitting that way, he would tell Octavia that he was just taking a break.
- >In reality he was trying to hide something from her. Something---revealing.
- >He was fighting to keep his libido down but Octavia wasn't helping. She was leaning over the edge of the basket, her skirt billowing over her rump.
- >She was staring down and admiring the scene, no doubt with a partita playing in her head.
- >From his low position Norman could see her panties with great ease.
- >Her skirt rode up on her buttocks, allowing him a clear view of the groove in her panties.
- >His id was pushing him to act. They were alone in a basket a mile above the earth.
- >No one would see him, no one would hear them.
- >Only a yard of space and a will to act seperated his body from its target.
- >His superego fought back hard but the id had brought a rocket launcher.
- >Norman's head went blank with all but the woman in front of him.
- >He slowly stood up, the basket dipping from the force. He took off his shorts as quietly as possible.
- >Octavia was too engrossed in her imagination and admiration of nature that she failed to hear his pants falling to the floor.
- >Norman's cock sprung to attention, pointing directly at its clothed target.
- >He stepped closer and thought carefully about what he was doing.
- >He thought of where he would place his hands; he thought about the consequences.
- >The basket rocked as Norman took the final step.
- >Norman clasped his hands around Octavia's chest, groping her breast beneath her blouse.
- >"Norman!" she shouted, struggling against his grip, "Get off me, you creep!"
- >Norman remained silent, his human ability to speak sacrificed for the primal strength.
- >He gripped the hem of her blouse and ripped it apart. The buttons of the seam flew off into the sky.
- >Her breasts swung over the side of the basket, cradled by a black bra.
- >her screams rang out into the thin air. Her screams fell on the ears of her attacker and no one else.
- >Tears started to flow from her eyes as Norman tore off the bra and let it fall to the forest below.
- >Norman gripped her breasts and locked his fingers around her nipples. Octavia's wails rippled through his mind, raising his libido to dangerous levels.
- >Norman sucked on her neck and brought a hand down to her skirt.
- >Octavia pushed against him with a weak hand but it did very little.
- >With a smooth motion her skirt was down around her ankles. His cock hovered menacingly behind her.
- >"Norman," she cried, "please. . ."
- >But Norman was long gone, replaced with a sex-crazed mammal.
- >The last protection against him was stripped away as her panties were torn apart.
- The broken fabric lay behind her ankles as Norman's fingers began their assault.
- >His digits glided against her folds. He took a finger and slipped it between her lips.
- >Octavia wailed and thrashed as Norman's finger progressed deeper inside her.
- >Norman smiled as her pussy coated his finger in juice. She was crying from her body's betrayal.
- >Norman slipped a second finger inside to loosen her further.
- >He deliberately stopped in front of the hymen; he was saving that for later.
- >Octavia's body shook. Norman couldn't hold back any longer.
- >He pressed the tip of his shaft against her entrance. Octavia whined and begged Norman to stop.
- >He ignored her pleas and thrust his hips forward.
- >Octavia screamed from the penetration, followed by an intense cry of pain.
- >Norman looked down at her ass to see blood running down his shaft.
- >He smirked from his thievery and allowed Octavia to savor the feeling of her tunnel being filled.
- >Her walls squeezed him in a vise-grip, desperate to force him out.
- >All it did was massage Norman's dick even more. Her lubrication mixed with the warm blood, enveloping his cock in a deep, warm embrace.
- >He took his time dragging his shaft back, his head digging into every ridge of her tunnel.
- >His head stopped just before her lips before thrusting back inside.
- >The basket rocked from the force of his thrust. With no one to man the burner, the balloon had started to descend.
- >It was dropping about 100 feet per minute. This gave Norman about an hour.
- >He got into a steady rhythm. Octavia's tears fell to the ground and her cries rang into the sky.
- >Norman massaged her breasts and suckled her neck. It was more of an effort to make her cum faster than any sort of romance.
- >She was drowning in pleasure a mile above the earth. This was never how she pictured her first time.
- >The bastard she'd invited along had stolen that from her, robbed her of her purity.
- >Norman continued to rock his hips, stabbing her over and over.
- >The feeling of her pussy clinging to his shaft sent shocks down his spine.
- >He tossed his head back as the pleasure started to build behind his member.
- >His thrusts increased in speed and severity, rocking the basket violently.
- >He was so close to his climax that his muscles began to fire off at random.
- >Octavia's own climax was steadily approaching her, unstoppable as a freight train.
- >She started to whimper, afraid of what would happen next.
- >A deep guttural moan behind her and the tightening of the hands around her breasts alerted her of her fate.
- >Norman grunted and rammed his cock as far as it would go.
- >His groin contracted and pumped his load inside her, semen flushing out of the tip with extreme force.
- >Thick strands of cum stuck to her cervix and walls. Octavia cried as she felt herself filled with her attacker's seed.
- >She felt his shaft sickeningly pulse with every injection of cum. The hot fluid pooled around his tip and settled just behind her cervix.
- >Norman pulled out, taking some semen with him on the way out.
- >A small glob of cum poised at her entrance and slid slowly down her thigh.
- >He had hardly noticed Octavia's orgasm. Her pussy vibrated and her lips sealed shut.
- >Her cervix dipped into the pool of cum, sucking some of it into her womb.
- >Octavia's body shook and tears ran down her torso.
- >Norman let her go and she fell to the floor. The basket lurched down.
- >Norman figured he had about 20 minutes left until they fell to the forest floor.
- >He went to get his clothes when he saw Octavia's other entrance puckering from the orgasm.
- >Blood rushed into his dying cock, desperate to keep it up.
- >Alas, his erection died away. His libido, however, was still in full force.
- >There was still a couple of things he wanted to do to her.
- >After all, until they landed, she was all his.
- >His to use as a fuck toy, his to use in oh so many ways.
- >Octavia lay shivering on the basket floor, her lilac eyes glazed over.
- >Norman flipped her onto her back, giving him a full view of her breasts.
- >He wasted no time as he dove his face to them.
- >He latched his mouth around one nipple and gripped the other with his fingers.
- >Octavia whimpered, her strength drained and her will broken.
- >Norman suckled on her tits, an activity any man in the school would die for, her body his to toy with.
- >He felt the blood rush back to his cock and stay there.
- >He took one long suck on her nipple and popped his mouth off.
- >He grabbed her and flipped her onto her stomach. He propped her up into a doggy style position.
- >Before Octavia could react she felt a pair of hands on her buttocks pulling them apart.
- >Norman stared at the puckered hole and brought his cock closer to the entrance.
- >Octavia begged for Norman to stop, hoping to break into his lost humanity.
- >Norman pressed his tip against her anus and pushed hard. He grunted as his head forced its way inside.
- >He could feel the muscles of her sphincter preventing his intrusion. But no matter how hard she tried to keep him out, Norman found a way in.
- >Her ass finally accepted him, taking his full length within the walls of her colon.
- >Norman moaned from the constriction around his cock. It was far tighter than her pussy was, which he didn't think was possible.
- >He pulled hard to drag his cock back out. He had even more difficulty forcing his way back in.
- >Octavia cried as her ass was torn apart. His shaft moved back and forth in her colon.
- >Her rapist wasn't satisfied with her virginity, it seemed. He just had to go for her other virginity too.
- >The pair were still in the afterglow of their orgasms. Every sensation was heightened tenfold.
- >Octavia felt the second climax creeping its way towards her. She begged for her body to stop.
- >She didn't want to give the rapist the second satisfaction of making her cum.
- >Norman thrust rapidly, his moans elevating with every pump.
- >The balloon was descending fast, just a few hundred feet above the forest. The city lay a couple miles away.
- >Norman had to finish quickly. He sighed in relief as his orgasm built inside his shaft.
- >He moaned loud into the sky as his second climax hit him. This load wasn't as full as the first, but it was certainly enough.
- >Norman relished in the satisfaction of filling her body twice with his seed.
- >Octavia's second orgasm gripped her body like a python. The muscles of her ass tightened, fastening its grip on Norman's shaft.
- >Every drop of cum was milked from his shaft and filled her ass. He pulled his dick back and the familiar white fluid collected at her anus.
- >Octavia shook like a leaf, every nerve of her body screaming at her. She lay on the floor of the basket, broken and used, with her rapist panting just a few feet from her.
- >A couple seconds later the balloon crashed into the forest. Norman put his clothes back on.
- >He saw the parking lot that he had parked in as he was descending.
- >It was a few miles to the west. He leapt over the lip of the basket and started the long walk back.
- >His id clouded his mind, giving him only one goal.
- "Get out. Run away before you get caught."
- >He never thought for a moment whether Octavia would be found or if she would be safe.
- >Octavia shivered in the basket, listening as her rapist walked away.
- >She had seen the city too. She knew where she had to go. But her will to survive was shattered.
- >She wasn't a human anymore. She had been abused in almost every way.
- >She didn't even want to think about the possibility of carrying his child.
- >She wept for a few minutes before beginning the long slow walk through the comforting arms of Mother Nature.
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