In The Middle

Foreword: Digimon and any such characters/names/personas contained within is the intellectual property of their respective owners; I do not claim to own them, I only use them under the Fair Use Copyright law of the US. All other characters contained within are either my personal intellectual property or borrowed from other sources; these sources will be cited as need arise.

WARNING!!! ~ Adult situations & sexual activities are contained within; if by any means you do not meet the legal requirements for your community/city/state/prefecture/county/parish/region/country DO NOT CONTINUE.
Otherwise, enjoy my first foray into the fan fiction/lemon field.

Some notes about my writing style:
1. - Any paragraph separations either denote a time period change or a point of view change (IE if a paragraph is separated by a carriage return [enter key depress] something changed.) any time elapses will be noted in * * with the time passed.
2. - I tend to ramble on and on about useless things, I really don't mean to I just can't help myself; do you know what I mean... it is so tempting, it follows my mindset: scattered and unkempt... oh sorry. I will attempt to refrain from such activities within.
3. - (stylistic note) I am not much on Digimon/Digimon encounters myself, and considering in this Fictional foray there are no Digimon as of yet; it simplifies this statement.
4. - If this is decently received I fully intend on continuing it into a developed story, including stand-alone sideline stories. Be forewarned, I am a veteran Dungeon Master (1st Edition to 3rd) so I might get a little confusing on what is really going on. Also, I have a bad habit of making on 'bad guy' the annoying Villain; that while easily defeated; has yet to look up defeat in the dictionary.
5. - Considering my personal ethos (that is code of ethics and morale’s) there will be some 'holy boy/girl' characters within, don't worry though... they aren't *that* holy; for goodness' sake this is a lemon :).

ENJOY.

In the Middle.

Ruki lay on the soft grass, feeling it caress her already naked feet. The temperature outside had dropped from an oppressive 98 degrees to a more comfortable 84 degrees, yet Ruki still felt like she was being baked. ‘Damn, I’m covered with sweat…’ she complained. Ruki glanced at her glistening arms and mostly soaked white tee shirt, ‘Maybe it isn’t sweat,’ she strained to remember the warning of her aunt here, ‘yes! It is the humidity making it so damp.’
She shifted positions on the damp grass numerous times; fanned herself with her hands; and even tried to imagine being freezing. All of her attempts to cool off failed miserably, so she considered going back inside to cool off, but quickly dismissed the idea. She was going to enjoy her first sunset so far a way from Tokyo.
The sun was nearing its final decent into the horizon, the pink and orange hues blasted across the evening sky as if trying in some vain attempt to rival the glory of the sun. While watching the beautiful colors explode into the evening sky, she contemplated what would alleviate her heat problems.

A shadowy figure, a fair distance off in the pine trees, took his attention from the heavenly scenes above him and down to the young lady some distance from him laying in the grass. He was ignoring her being there, instead watching the sunset as was his custom, but she had moved and that gathered his attention.

Ruki crossed her arms in front of her, and then grabbed hold of the side hems of her shirt. She glanced about nervously at first, attempting to reassure her imagination that no one, and nothing, was watching her. She tugged quickly on the shirt, bringing it flipping over her head and to the ground some feet away in the damp grass.

‘Very nice,’ thought the interloper, ‘such a well defined body at such a young age, nothing short of amazing…’ He began to quietly climb down from his tree and deftly skulked from shadow to shadow until he was a mere ten feet away from her.

Ruki felt greatly relieved by the removal of her shirt, she could feel the temperature of her chest already reducing. She sighed, and then lay back upon the grass once more. ‘Damn, this feels good. Kind of like being at the beach, well except I don’t have my bikini on…’ she mused.

The stranger, now only a short distance from her, stood perplexed. His shadowy form was covered by the deep shadows of nearby trees, it seemed as though the forest itself was trying to mask his location. ’17, no… maybe 18…’ he guessed, ‘Oh by all that is good and holy, let her be 18!’

Ruki arched her back off of the ground with one hand propped up below her, and the other deftly pulling her belt buckle undone. She briskly unfastened the button on the front of her jeans, and finally unzipped them. Startled by the sound of her movements she let herself drop back into the damp floor of her small copse. Her eye darted about looking for signs of an intruder; ‘Ruki stop working yourself up, your 18 now, you’re not in a school girl outfit, and you are definitely not in a tentacle manga!’

The outsider glanced over her young form, ‘Well I’ll be damned, which is a good possibility, she is Japanese… red hair, green eyes, and Japanese?! That explains why she is built smaller than I'm used to.' his mind began to reel, rambling through a series of semi-logical explanations. Suddenly, all thinking activity above his shoulders came to a screeching halt.

Ruki once again arched her back, this time the pants slowly were tugged down. Little by little they finally left her undergarment visible; she dropped her panty-clad bottom on the soft grass and yanked the pants off each leg. Ruki's pants joined her shirt in a heap scant inches from where she was now sitting on the ground. Ruki looked over herself once again; moisture was beaded over almost every exposed part of her body, her bra was saturated the point of near transparency, and her panties were approaching the point of see-through. Ruki felt like she had jumped into a river and then swam out while fully clothed; the moisture in the air here seemed to hang like a heavy fist over all of the land. She glanced down at her panties, only the broken green heart covered the frontal view of her 'special place', and it was only good while she had her legs close together; if she pulled them apart...

While Ruki was remembering to keep her legs close together, just in case; the stranger was hoping for the exact opposite. His 'little mind' had taken control, what was holding him back is unknown.

Ruki lay upon the soft grass, feeling the moisten blades caress her thinly clothed ass cheeks. She still felt a bit paranoid of people watching her, she glanced about once more to check for something out of place, nothing. 'Well at least I feel cooler now, that really helped.' Ruki made a mental note to unpack her swimwear for later times such as this.

'I don't know what good thing I did,' the interloper pondered, ‘but oh please let me do it some more...' The stranger leaned to get a slightly closer look; another part of his body began to strain as well.

Ruki's back now rested against the ground, the soft grass caressed her backside. Ruki was enjoying the feeling of the damp grass rubbing so intimately across her buttocks and back. She twisted around, no longer thinking normally, and began to run her front side into the wet ground. She experimentally pushed the front of her panties to the ground and slid forward; rigid fingers of grass stimulated her fragile body. She began to repeatedly grind into the grass, each thrust causing her emblem to be brushed with pleasure.

‘Well, ain’t this nice,’ the stranger laughed inwardly at his good fortune, ‘she’s banging the grass now…’ Before his mind could begin to demean the act of ‘pleasuring ones self’ another mind, smaller yet somehow so much more powerful, gripped all of his being in its interminable squeeze. He gazed at her grinding against the soft earth and grass; each pump sent strong impulses and thoughts through his newly empowered ‘mind.’ He slowly crept closer, each silent step taking an eternity in his mind. A virulent idea pervaded his conscious mind, and even overcame his normal moralistic tendency; he wanted her, not in a normal sense, no he wanted to ‘help’ her… after all she is to good for grass.’ His thoughts no longer truly his own, some base animalistic instinct now drove him silently forward. Ever the predator stalking his prey, he never even made an audible sound while creeping up almost next to the young woman.
“Shhh…’ he pressed his finger to his lips, “don’t scream, I am not here to hurt you. I will do nothing if you want me to leave.” A look of terror and confusion crossed Ruki’s face, the man stood stoically a few feet to her left, as if he had just crept out of the deep pine forest. The stranger’s face contorted, as if something was hurting him deeply, the expression only lasted a mere heartbeat. “I can help you, do you want me to help you?” a look akin to pleading upon his face, his eyes showed a genuine need to help others, Ruki somehow knew he would never hurt her intentionally.

Ruki tried desperately to stop herself and flee, she tried even just to speak her mind; but it was nothing compared to the strength of the desire bursting from inside of her. All thoughts of flight, all thoughts of berating this man, and even all worries were blasted from her mind like so many bugs upon the windshield of a fast moving vehicle. An older friend had once warned her of this; ‘Never let the beast inside gain too much strength, you need to control it. If you always keep it caged up, sooner or later it will break those bonds and tear loose. If that ever happens, you will succumb to the beast, and until it is sated you will not be in control.’ Ruki sighed inwardly, she could never imagine herself *ahem* ‘bopping’ or whatever you wish to call the various forms of feminine masturbation. Now her beast had control of her, and it wanted release; and it seemed it would have its way.

“I’m going to take no answer for a No, and leave if you do not tell me soon.” He stood for a mere moment or two then turned to walk away…

“WAIT!!!” Ruki screamed, her beast forcing the words through her closed lips. Internally the pressure of the desire inside her raised to inhuman levels, the beast trying to force her to do anything for sexual release. Ruki managed to force the desire down long enough to speak, “Please” she panted for breath, “do… not… p… penetrate. I… am… a Vi… irgin…”

The man turned around, a look of utter control upon his face, “As you wish,” he looked at her body filled with desire and longing some form of release and pleasure; but her eyes, those glorious eyes, were more the part of a frightened child. “Though I must warn you, that I have the same problem…’

Ruki’s mind understood his words all too well, “My mouth…” she sputtered, “I will use my mouth.” Soon after she spoke his hands were upon her ass, he slowly massaged her cheeks and hips. As his hands moved around her thighs, the tensions in her body released and she ceased bumping into the ground.
He began to slowly massage her midsection, each slight touch bringing her body more into his firm hands. Ruki moaned with pleasure, ‘This is waaay better than grass’ she thought. He leaned forward to her breasts and began alternating kissing and licking the exposed parts of her mammary glands. His hands wandered paths all over her body, and then slowly removed her bra. Her breasts glistened with sweat and saliva, both nipples stood firmly erect as he suckled upon each nipple while lightly teasing the other with his fingers. He slowly rose from her body and glanced at her legs; Ruki looked at him with her doe-like eyes and spoke “Be gentle please…”
He smiled and slowly he bent his head to her vaginal region. At first he took in a blissful breath of her sweet aroma, he noticed how complex the overall smell was… her nectar intermingled with their sweat, and the forest around them; yet it overpowered all of these scents and pervaded his senses. Slowly his right hand crept up her inner thigh, to finally end up at the inner leg seam of her cotton panties. His fingers twirled around her burgeoning mound, lightly pressing the area around her lips. His left hand crept up her other leg and began to slide up and down her newly formed camel-toe, this action caused new sensations to assault Ruki’s mind. The man bent down and began to lick up and down the front face of her underwear, each pass he pushed his tongue slowly more and more into her. After several passes like this, he pulled her panties tight against her pussy. He chuckled as he saw the raised bump near the top of her entrance, his lips and tongue want immediately to her clitoris. He began by slowly licking the edges and then up onto the clit, he moved his lips around it then began to hum some unfamiliar tune. The vibrations of his song had Ruki grabbing the ground in pleasure; the variations of pitch and tempo were driving her quickly to the brink. Just as she thought it couldn’t get any better his hands came back into play, his left caressed her butt, while his right assisted his mouth with her vagina.
Ruki became lost in the waves of pleasure, the sheer amount of physical pleasure overwhelmed her mind; she became as a little boat upon the oceans, helpless to fight the power of the waves. Not that she wanted to fight these ‘waves’ anyway. After what seemed to be twenty minutes Ruki felt a huge force welling up inside of her, something like this had never happened before. The man noticed the change in her body as well; he redoubled his efforts to release the tortuous tensions inside her. Ruki felt the feeling rise to a breaking point, her scream of pleasure echoed throughout the trees around them.
After a few minutes of lying on the ground feeling the afterglow, Ruki looked at the stranger before her. He was much taller than most men she was used to seeing; also his upper body was thicker and more bulky than any Japanese men she could remember. He had to be over six feet tall, probably two hundred plus pounds, and very strong. His face looked slightly weathered, a scar crossed on his forehead from the center top of his right eye up to the right corner of his forehead, his eyes were green and seemed endlessly deep. His short cut beard and mustache were red, a sharp counterpart to the darker brown hair on his head; he wore a simple pair of glasses upon his face, nothing about him seemed to elicit any worries or fears into her now calm mind. He looked the type of man she wished was her father; a simple, honest, and fair man who valued trust and respect over other more vain things. Well he looked so in her mind anyway.

Ruki pulled herself up off the ground and glanced at herself, and then sighed. Her front side was covered with sweat and saliva; her backside was covered with dirt and various leaves from the forest floor. Her eyes fell to the front of her panties; they looked like she had just sprayed them with a water hose, the front was creased into her pussy and showed clearly all that she had. Ruki did not bother with covering herself or pulling her panties out of her pussy lips, it did not matter with what that man had just done for her.

He sat upon the ground a few feet from where she laid; he was facing out into the forest as if he was trying to show he wasn’t looking at her while she was unaware. Ruki thought this was cute; she slowly walked up behind him and called out, “Mister.” He turned his body about and ended up looking straight into her camel-toe. A look of surprise crossed his face and he began to turn away, but Ruki caught his head with her hands and held his gaze upon her crotch. “You can look; I mean you have done a lot more that just look at this you know.” Ruki felt urges swell up from her beast, but she didn’t fight them; this time she took control. Ruki pulled his face close to her panties with one hand, she began pulling them down with the other. His eyes stayed focused on her panties as they finally slid to the ground, she pulled his gaze up to her exposed crotch. Her pubic hairs, the few she allowed to grow above her slit still glistened with sweat. Her lips were still swollen and covered in her juices.
He stammered, “Wait a second, don’t you owe me a ‘favor’?”
“Of Course, but I thought you may want to taste this without it’s covering…” she smiled sprightly at him “if you really don’t want to, I can just get on with it.” Before she could finish speaking his face buried into her crotch, she felt for the first time his tongue and lips directly on her private parts. Unlike before when he could only smell her nectar and taste her panties, now he tasted her juices directly and he found that he could not pull back away. Ruki rode the pleasure for about a minute then broke away from his face, “No no.” she waved one finger back and forth before his face, “I have work to do, so you just lay back and enjoy your time.”

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Ok I hate to break it off there, oops bad choice of words… heheh. But this is only the test run, so I’m stopping it here. I really hoped that you *enjoyed* this, If you think I have the ‘stuff’ to write these, let me know. Thanks to Frostbyte for the assistance with editing this, my first lemon. Read and Review please, your constructive criticism and input are welcomed; as for Flames... *grabs Kevlar suit and Fire Extinguisher* Don’t waste your and my time mine, otherwise comments are welcome at this Email : ShadrachVS@hotmail.com
I don’t check it daily, but I do check it more than once a week.
Story Corruption removed.

Shadrach out.