Chapter 53 (The Few, The Proud..The Desperate) SEXUAL SITUATIONS...ADULT LANGUAGE / TOM LARSEN IS NOT MY CHARACTER.

Calli fought the affects and won...sort of. She lay, unresponsive as yet.

The hazel eyes of Tomas Larsen stared at her with open concern. "I'll get Frasier, sweetheart."

Calli's hand lifted, touching a muscled bicep, her eyes had been examining the hard contours of his body. "..You can fire a ..rocket launcher." She remembered distinctly.

The man's concern deepened. "Shit, Calli. You're scaring the hell out of me."

"..I'm..ok." She sighed lightly. "I'm fine."

"You don't seem 'fine'...even for you." The man closed his eyes, exasperation in his tone now. "Shit! I didn't mean that how it sounded! I think you're adorable! Always have, I only meant.."

"That I'm weird." She grinned and the man's heart softened two-fold as did his eyes. "And I have a big ass."

"Coletti is the 'big ass'. Don't believe anything he tells you, baby. Your ass is fucking perfection." The man shook his head minutely. "I could kiss that little ass all day long and never tire of doing so. I freaking love that little ass." His hand curved to the firm slope, his fingers squeezing, his palm rubbing erotically.

"..You do?"

"Ohhh yeah." He more than assured her, his gaze lowering, the back of his hand brushing lightly over the side bulge of her breast. "And these? Work of Art, sweetheart." His tone held his reverence. "Fucking work of art. I can't stop looking at them."

Calli glanced to her breasts. She absently ran her hands over the plumpness, closing her eyes to the feel of her flesh under her palms. "..Whatever they are giving us. It makes me all.." She moaned softly. "Ummmmm."

The man's eyes widened, his mouth falling open as he watched the small hands move about her own body.

Calli arched slightly, massaging the ache from her breasts, her fingers playing with her nipples. She sighed happily.

"Shhhhit!" Tom breathed his awe as her fingers trailed across the flat of her stomach, down into the pout of her vaginal lips. "F-Fuck, Calli!"

The woman massaged her clit, whimpering slightly.

The man's attention was transfixed. He simply could not look away. "Jesus God!" He shifted hastily, leaning quickly, bending..his tongue licking about her fingers, hungrily pushing a path through to sweetly caress the tiny nub..

Calli spread her legs, gasping/groaning weakly, lifting for him.

"God. I could lick this tiny thing all fucking day." His breath was warm, hot on her flesh. "You taste so delicious. You smell so good." He murmured his total rapture. "Like this, sweetheart? Right..here?" His fingers spread the slippery lips, his tongue exploring freely..

He found the spot quickly. Calli's moans of gratitude made his skin goose flesh. She grasped his head, holding him where she wanted him to be. "Ohhh!" She breathed raggedly, squirming helplessly about as he worked his magic.

"Ohh, yeah, baby. Let me lick that little clit for you." He did so eagerly, wantonly and in seconds, he had his reward. Calli's long, piteously drawn out whimper of release was music to the man's ears.

He smiled happily, blowing warm air on the spot as he allowed her to finish on her own.

His smile grew as the woman clearly experienced another orgasm, as a series of tiny spasms shook her petite frame. And the sounds she emitted were unmistakable.

"That's my baby," he approved wholeheartedly. "There ya go! Ummm..that a good one?" He nuzzled her clit gently. Offering one last lingering sweep with his lips.

He kissed the shaved area around her opening, the insides of her thighs, methodically.

He grinned, noticing the small fingers clutched the bed linen in a death grip as the sensations rocked her body. The aftermath of her climax. Those tits were something to see!

"..C-Come." She whispered weakly, motioning with a slight movement of her hand.

"Ohh, fuck! I almost did." He agreed.

"No..here." She wet her lips with her tongue. "Come..here." Her hand caught his hand, tugging to signify her meaning.

He moved instantly up her body, his mouth trailing kisses, his teeth nipping softly on his way. "God, that was beautiful, sweetheart. Those sounds tore me apart. Fuck! You make the best sounds ever! I'm so fucking hard!"

He started to kiss her mouth but she shook her head. "You now." The green eyes caught his. "You..your turn."

"Shit..." He whispered hoarsely, more than agreeable to anything she might wish, in reality. Calli's small fingers searched and found what she 'wished', the warmth wrapping about the thickness of his shaft as she tugged insistently.

The man allowed her guidance because he didn't have the will power to do less but he was already shaking his head. "No, Calli. You mustn't. I'll cum..shit! One suck..and I'll.."

"Launch your rockets?" She giggled infectiously.

Tomas couldn't help responding, chuckling lowly for her mood. His hands filtered into her hair as she examined his shaft in minute detail...her tapered nail scraping the underside vein lightly. "You nut bar. Yeah..yeah, I'll do that." He humored her. "I want to cum, sweetheart. I do, but..the first time? I want it to be inside that sweet pussy, ok?" He closed his eyes. "Ummm..that feels...great!" He enjoyed her expertise. "Don't stop!"

Calli halted her endeavors. "..It will hurt." She scowled. "Coletti says."

"..What?" The statement stunned the man. For he had understood it and what the underlying meaning had to be.

"I..haven't. Not yet." Calli lifted innocent eyes. She had released his penis..

"...Are you telling me.." He swallowed..hard. "Calli..are you a virgin?"

She nodded slowly, the large green eyes blinking up at him.

"...Holy Virgin Mother." He breathed out his awe, his throat suddenly parched.

Calli frowned hard. "You don't like me now?"

"WHAT???! 'Like you?'" Tomas was astounded by such a question. "I fucking love you!"

She giggled again. "It's the drugs..I don't give a shit though..do you?" She lifted upon her elbows..her gaze sweeping his nudity seductively. "Come let me play with your..rocket launcher...Major, hum?"

"Fuck." He muttered dejectedly. "No, baby. Not that. I told you. You will make me blow. I swear. I can't. I want to make it good for you."

"Well, isn't that the point? We can't disappoint the General. Do you think it will all fit in my mouth?" She frowned, playing with the tip of his cock, her thumb rubbing over the slit, using a drop of pre-cum to 'wet' the surface.

"Ohhhhhh..G-God!" He grimaced his pain. "I am soooo going to cum!" He vowed.

"It's ok if you do. I don't mind." She leaned, licking his cock teasingly.

"I'll disappoint you. That's not going to happen. Behave now..please." He wasn't above pleading at this point. But, he could not stop her either..not ..yet.

"I can make you hard again.." She was sure she could if she put her mind to it. Well, pretty sure. Coletti had told her a lot of ways to get a man ..in the mood.

"Oh, I have no doubt you could but..first..I want to make you...hard."

She scowled her confusion.

"But, I really do want to..launch a few rockets right now, so...if you really want to work with me here.." He leaned, kissing her passionately. "I'm sooo ready for that eventuality."

Calli leaned and took him into her mouth before the man could stop her.. Tomas Larsen gasped his shock, his hands easing into the sides of her head to guide her unthinkingly. "FUCK!" He cursed fluently for a beat..thrown completely by the feel of the hot hollow surrounding his dick. The small fingers squeezed the base, as she pumped it gently as she continued to administer to him. He tried to stifle a masculine grunt. "...That's so fucking erotic!" He watched as she took him into the recesses of that hot hollow.

Calli's tongue darted into his slit, her fingers raking the underside of his testicles mildly. Shivers ran up and down the man's spine. "Fuck! Ohhh..God...GOD!" He touched the fullness of her lips, his eyes lit with desire as he looked down upon the rapturous sight. "Fuck! F-Fuck, baby!...Ahhhh..Fuck..Fuck! Don't...don't! Please!"

She suckled greedily on the clean, warm flesh, his words unheeded.

"S-Stop!...Stop! STOP!" He pleaded his urgency. "STOP..S-STOP! FUCK, FUCK...FUCK!!!"

But...she didn't. To his dismay.

He growled, pulling back hastily, groaning his despair. "SHIT!" He hissed. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Don't be mad." He stroked her hair lovingly.

"I'm not mad." She blinked up at him. "I like you."

"I 'like' you too..." He slid down beside her warmth, his arms enfolding her body, pulling her close. "A hell of a lot. So, I hope you mean that."

"That's because I did what Coletti said..."

"..Excuse me?" He had stopped nuzzling her neckline, lifting his head to search her out.

"He said..swirl my tongue and do the nails underneath the balls.. He said you would like that..did you like that?"

"...Yes..very much." He took her face between his palms. Kissing her gently. "Too fucking much for my own good...I want inside you, Calli. Ok? Can we do that now?"

"NO!" She pouted suddenly, trying to turn away but he held fast.

"Look at me, sweetheart." He placated. "Listen to me."

"Coletti says it will hurt."

"I won't hurt you." He shook his head, kissing the tip of her nose.

"Coletti says.."

"I...am not Coletti." He emphasized. "I will not..hurt you. Do you trust me?" He put his mouth to hers, the kiss deepened systematically, his tongue melting to hers wantonly. "...Do you trust me, angel?" He whispered, lifting his lips only enough to speak.

He felt her nod and the little tongue seeking his eagerly now. Her arms about his neckline, those fantastic tits crushed to his chest. Her thighs rubbing against his strategically.

"Good..good." He nodded minutely, his gaze dropping to the crush of mounds pressed so intimately, rubbing against the hair of his chest. "I want you so badly. Can you feel?"

"You're very hard..that's good, right?" She lifted her leg to run it enticingly against his outer thigh. "Coletti says..that's good."

"Gonna have to make you forget about Coletti.." He thought it advisable. "Got to visit Magic Mountain again. Back in a sec..." He moved, tugging her around, his hands on her hips, as he positioned one shapely leg over his shoulder. His lips offered soft kisses up and down the area as he worked his way....down.

He settled between her legs, encouraging the woman to.. "Relax..let me do all the work. You just.." He glanced at the beautiful 'valley' he had uncovered just below. "..imagine I'm teaching you how to fire a rocket launcher..ok?"

"Ohh!' She perked right up.

"No, baby..lay back. I'll talk you through it." He held his grin for her ready acceptance. He lifted her ass, his palms gripping the firm ass cheeks. "First..find the trigger mechanism." His tongue flicked about, taking his time, searching her warm flesh, leisurely moving toward his' target'.

Calli groaned and pushed herself closer to his mouth.

"Well, thank you, Ma'am. There it is." He smiled. "Secondly...make certain the trigger is in good working order." He flicked her clit rapidly several tantalizing sweeps until he felt her tremble violently and moan shakily. Small sounds of distress continuously escaped her throat.

"Seems fine to me...now.." He lifted her a little higher, his eyes flaming with passion. "Check the sites." He pushed his tongue into her cavern licking..probing. He really liked the sounds she issued. They were much more..pronounced suddenly. And her hands gripped his hair for dear life. "One last pass on that trigger...." He concentrated on her clit until her moans alerted him she was on the verge of climax.

He moved, grasping his granite shaft. "Now..Calli. I'm going to load the shell..you ready for me to do that?"

"Y-yes. Yes!" She nodded hastily. "Please do that. Please!"

"Feel, sweetheart..how hard and..solid...like a block of C-4..before you take it out of the package. You like C-4..don't you."

"I freakin love C-4." She reached for his 'block' but he gently pushed her hand aside.

"I know you do." He soothed. "I have to shove the load into the opening, baby. The opening is small but..it will fit. It will fit just...fine."

She kissed him longingly..and of long duration...the man lost his train of thought for a moment.

"Aren't you...going to do it?"

"Wha..oh..oh hell yeah." He remembered suddenly. "Will you help me? Want to play with my load? Take it." he molded her hand to his shaft, stifling his pain. He was throbbing painfully now. Her touch ignited his ardor. He closed his fingers over her small ones on his shaft. He rubbed her clit with his tip to insure her co-operation. "Does that feel good?"

She caught the fullness of his lips, her mouth hungry on his.

"Load it, baby..." He pleaded, perspiration on his forehead from the exertion it was taking him to be patient for her. He could feel the hot flesh of her hymen straining against the tip of his cock. He just wanted to shove as hard as he could.. But...he didn't.

"I'm trying! It won't..go!"

Tom Larsen took charge, his hand tightening on hers. "Together...alright?"

She relaxed and nodded. "Together."

"One.." He closed his eyes, kissing her soundly. "...Two." He eased closer and Calli whimpered as his size stretched the flesh. She stiffened, a small inkling of pain beginning to clear her drug-clouded mind. "Shove that big fucker, baby...shove it ...hard!"

It was, in reality...the man that did the deed.

Calli cried out her startlement and anxiety, but Tomas held her waist with his free arm so she would not pull away. "Shhh..shhh, angel. Angel!" He grimaced his ecstasy, moaning contentedly, his mouth biting her shoulder lovingly. ""Shit! Shit, Calli..God! Ohhh, Fuck. It's over. It's done, baby..it's..." he struggled for breath, his chest heaving. "Baby! Fuck..it's..God! Ohhhhh?" He held on to her body, his mind reeling from the emotional onslaught of what she had just allowed. "...Fuck!" He whimpered a sacred vow of gratitude.

"You...HURT me!" She hit his shoulder and bit it as well...hard.

Tom flexed his muscles and allowed her her retribution...

"You HURT!"

"I'm sorry baby..I'm sorry." He kissed her shoulder and she pulled away angrily.

"You big liar!" She hit his shoulder again... "Get off me!"

"Calli...that is not going to happen..." He turned a stern look her way. "I would have done or said anything..ANY thing to be where I am right now. Fuck woman! Don't you feel it too?" His hand caught her cheek line rather roughly, as he pressed, opening her mouth as he forced his tongue inside. He grunted, his breath heavy on her cheek. "God!" He sighed. "It feels soooooo fucking GOOD!" His mouth parted hers again, the kiss an ardently possessive one. "I want to fuck you!" He proclaimed shakily. "I just want so badly to...make love with you. To...you. Shit! Shit, can I push it in? All the fucking way, angel??"

"NO!" Calli pouted petulantly. "You just better not!"

"PLEASE Calli! An inch...a fucking inch!" He groaned his misery. "What would it hurt you...give me that, at least..."

"No..I don't like people who lie to me."

"I didn't lie...I just didn't tell the whole truth." He used her logic against her as he often saw Forbes do.

"...Oh." He was amazed it seemed to have..worked.

"Just an inch, sweetheart. I'm begging here."

"No!" She still felt a principle was involved.

"½ inch then..." He didn't mind groveling for a chance to fuck this sweet twat...not at all.

"....Well..." Calli's 'pain' had receded, after all...and...it did feel kinda..good. His tip inside her and all. She was beginning to wonder...what another ½ inch would feel like...if the tip felt this good. "...maybe that would be...ok then. But, you just better not do any more."

"No..no more.." He eased down at least two inches...having caught her mouth, his own muffling a growl of delight...

Calli didn't seem to notice the slight difference. ".. Was that a ½ inch?"

"No, baby...this..." He sank into her completely, grasping the underside of her thigh, tugging her legs wider apart to better fit. "Is a ½ inch."

"Ohhhhh!" The woman blinked her shock. "I..I thought it would be..smaller."

"Well, it's not." Tomas lifted unto his elbows. "Gonna launch a few rockets now, Calli..got a lot of loads saved up, baby...and they are all for you. Want them?"

Calli processed, reading the hazel eyes for a long beat. She..lifted her legs about the man's waist..locking her bare feet together. "Well, you're already locked and loaded..." The green eyes danced with an inner light that heated the man's blood. "Need some help?"

"No, Ma'am." The 'Marine' lowered his mouth slowly to the full, luscious lips... "I'm a big boy...I can do it all by myself...have now for a couple months."

"Coletti says...more fun if two play the game."

"This is no game...not for me." She was informed. "But...Coletti may just know more than I give him credit for. So...if you feel the urge...join in..by all means."

"Shut up and do your duty, Marine...don't keep a lady waiting."

"You kept ME waiting."

She smiled up at him... "You don't give me what I need...you'll find yourself out in the cold..if you get my drift?"

"You 'need' it?" He asked huskily. "Or..you 'want' it?"

"Both." She lifted her mouth and...he gladly accepted. Right before he began the ancient movements of love making. It took him exactly seven thrusts...and his rockets were deployed.

Calli giggled for his lack of self-control. And he ignored her..lost in the 'moment' for some time.

Tomas Larsen opened his eyes, and...smiled slowly. "What did you expect, you little fucking tease?"

"I expect..." Calli informed him because she was an 'up-front' kind of person. "You to get me off."

"I got you off...twice, as I recall."

"They didn't count."

"And that would be...why?" He was a little confused.

"Because I say..." She lifted perfectly arched brows. "So...are you going to do your duty to me..or not?"

"...Well..hell." He sighed more than heavily. "What the fuck. If I have to fuck you again...I guess I have to fuck you again. I've licked your cunt twice...I've fucked your pussy...want it in the ass this time? What is my lady's preference?"

"My..you are so flexible. And..rather talented. You're almost as good as Coletti thinks he is."

"I have an interesting subject with which to work."

"Then...get to work."

He grinned down at her. "How do you feel about...hand cuffs?"

Calli lifted wide eyes. "Where do you find cuffs here?"

"In that drawer right there."

Calli looked at the open space next to her where he had motioned. And felt another flow of the happy juice enter her arm. "Shit." She muttered but..accepted it graciously this time.

"...and how often do you use those cuffs, one could ask."

"Never used them...to date."

"Sure." She rolled her eyes.

"It's true..if you want to know...I bought them for you."

"...Sure."

"The first day I met you...or...you and Coletti? You were arguing over cuffs...remember?"

Calli tried to do so but everything was hazy right now.

"He said they were his and refused to give them to you. Seems you had a hot date that night with Reynolds...who, like an idiot...didn't show."

"He didn't 'show' cause Coletti slashed his tires." She snapped, remembering now.

"...Well, I went out and got those...as a gag..hoping I could introduce myself that way."

"Liar."

"Honest to God's truth...then...I chickened out."

"YOU..the 'Rocket Launcher Guy?'"

"Lost my fucking nerve at the last minute." He told the truth. "I've wanted to get acquainted for a long time, Calli...there just never seemed the right moment."

"Fuck me."

"...K." He grinned and...moved down between her legs... "What a man has to do these days to ...satisfy."