Eva 7 - Kathy and Peter

The next photo showed three men. The first man was on his knees, eyes closed, his lips around the tip of a cock head. The face of the man being sucked was not in the picture. His pubic area was shaved smooth, and he was pushing forward, trying to get more of his stiff cock into the sucker's mouth.

Eva's breathing deepened as she saw the third man in the photo. Naked, sitting upright, a leather collar around his neck, and his legs spread by a bamboo pole. His ankles were secured to the pole with rough looking ropes. His helpless cock stood at attention. Eva could sense the emotion in each of the men, and their arousal. There was a tension of frustration and tease to all of them.

Eva was also aware of a fourth person in the photo. it took her a moment, but then it became obvious. Miho was the one taking the picture. She had orchestrated every detail, and her presence only added to the humiliation of the men. Eva could sense Miho's arousal in the focus, and depth of the picture. As with the other photos, the scents and sounds grew in intensity the longer Eva looked. The man's lips... The cock being pleasured... The desire of the tied man...

Eva was also aware of a fifth person. She was not quite able to put her finger on it, but it was there. She looked deeper and deeper into the photo, when the reality hit her with the first wave of her orgasm. It was HER, the viewer. She was being teased just as bad as any of the men in the picture, forced to view it from the outside. The orgasm hit like a flood, taking her deeper and deeper and washing away her inhibitions and fears.

She was able to read the glow and auras of the men in the picture with even more detail than before. All had varying degrees of attraction to the same sex. Eva realized she was learning how to read these signs more clearly with each photo. Everyone had a degree of pain, curiosity, and pleasure. None of the auras could be called 'perfect' - all had minor cracks, chips, or even fractures from their histories. Some had just healed better, or were able to hide it better than others. No two auras were exactly the same.

Eva was also feeling love. Sex was just a physical display of one element of that love. Eva even felt love coming from her sore ass, striped from the whipping she had received in the office. She was proud of her marks. It was a feeling she had sought, received, and was grateful for.

Tuesday was time to meet Harold - who had taken on a new, and somehow more 'mature' glow following his time with Jahkay. He was no longer a virgin. He had played the experience (and the DVD) over and over again, with dreams of sucking on the black woman's nipples, and putting his hard boner into her pussy. Harold was still stiff, knowing Eva would be teasing his prick with her fat little hands, even if he was teased to the point of pain.

"Boner boy LIKED his fuck, didn't he?" Eva questioned, Harold nude on all fours in front of her. "Those big black udders! She had long, hard nipples, didn't she?" Eva asked, with Harold moaning in agreement. "How do you think it felt for her to be fucked, boner boy? A big prick in her cunt?" Eva teased, cupping Harold's balls and tickling his hard shaft. "I think it's time for Harold to find out."

Eva donned a latex glove, oiled it up with some baby oil, and placed a finger against Howard's butt hole. "Say, please fuck my pussy, Eva." Eva giggled.

"Please fuck my pussy, Eva." Harold grunted.

She didn't make him wait long. She pushed her index finger into Harold's puckered hole, with a gentle firmness that made Harold feel discomfort and relief at the same time. She grabbed his cock with her other hand, stroking it back and forth with a soft rhythm.

"Boner boy is getting fucked now." Eva whispered. "Finger up his butt. Naughty boy... Poked that big titted black girl and squirted right in her dark pussy." Harold's shades and glow were shifting with intensity now, as the new sensations and recent memories collided. Eva was getting wet, her puffy pussy making a damp spot on her cotton underwear.

"My finger feels like it's a cock." Eva noted, watching Harold's gay colors begin to flare. "A nice boy cock up the boner boy's butt..." Harold was almost past the point of no return. Eva removed her fat hand from his boner, but kept her finger up his bottom. "Ooo, Ooo - I'm gonna squirt..." Eva deepened her voice, imitating a boy behind him. "Oh, take my cock deeper - I'm fucking your boy cunt..." Harold exploded on to the floor, One huge blast followed by three small ones. Eva bent, and gave him a gentle kiss on his bottom. That tiny kiss filled Harold with comfort. Her control over him had only grown.

Eva kept a low profile at school. No one ever mentioned the orgasmic incident in the social studies class. Eva continued to wear her floral print dresses, no makeup, with her little fat girl tits captured in old lady bras purchased by her mother. Some days, Eva would wear her thong underwear, and a couple of times, she had gone without.

Leaving school one day, she noticed Kathy Bennett - the tramp who would suck and fuck just about anything. Her reputation was known by everyone, repelling all but the most desperate of horny boys. Eva could also see Kathy's broken spirit, fractured aura, and dimness of glow. Eva could tell Kathy had been abused sometime, and abused badly. While many had felt contempt toward Kathy, Eva felt sorry for her.

Eva walked a little faster, catching up with Kathy. "Hi!" Eva smiled.

"What do you want?" Kathy responded, a little caustic.

"Kathy, I just wanted to talk to you a moment." Eva said gently.

"What the fuck do you know, you fat little pig? What does an ugly cunt like you need to say?" Kathy spat back. Her tone usually caused most people to withdraw. But not Eva. Not today.

"Kathy, I just want you to know that it's not your fault, all those bad things that happened." Eva said.

Kathy wanted to respond, but couldn't.

"None of that should have happened to you." Eva said calmly. "None of that should have happened to anyone."

"How do you... I mean, what..." Kathy softened, surprised by Eva's directness and tone.

"I can just tell, Kathy." Eva answered. "You didn't do anything wrong. Nothing. Those men are bad. You're not. They hurt you, and they meant to hurt you."

Kathy stopped, stunned. Her hard exterior melted a little.

Eva was almost ready to cry herself. "You don't have to hurt anymore."

Eva could detect a flicker of hope igniting in Kathy. Eva stared into Kathy's soul, which revealed a sad picture, and tragedy. Without saying a word, Eva reached over and gave Kathy a hug. Kathy began to sob and cry. The hug lasted a full minute. Perhaps Kathy could now begin to heal.

Peter was a blonde boy who lived down the street from Eva. Good looking, and a promising member of the school swim team. He dressed nice, and took a little more care in his appearance than most other boys. He also had the unmistakable glow of a man who was attracted to men.

Eva joined Peter at lunch in the school cafeteria, sitting down next to him.

"Hi, Peter - mind if I ask you something personal?"

"Shoot." Peter responded.

"Peter, you know how boys sometimes like boys, but they're too shy to ask?" The question caught Peter off guard. Peter wasn't 'out of the closet', but she had lit a fuse. "I know a boy who would like to know what it feels like to kiss a boy...and stuff." Eva hinted.

Peter squirmed a little, but his interest was evident. "What kind of stuff?" Whispered Peter, breaking a short silence as he processed the question.

"Naughty stuff." Eva answered. "VERY naughty stuff." She could tell by Peter's eyes she had made a direct hit. "Like boys who would want to rub another boy's boner." Eva whispered. "Or even put it in their mouth."

Peter's glow intensified. Eva didn't have to look, she could tell that Peter was getting an erection from her suggestion. He could only nod.

"Would you like to meet another boy like that, Peter?" Eva asked.

Peter nodded. Eva smiled.

Before long, Harold would have a real cock in his mouth.

"Yeah..." Peter groaned. "I...would..."

Eva just smiled and nodded.

"How did you...?" Peter questioned.

Eva simply shook her head, and smiled - almost the same smile she had seen on Miho.

"It's okay." Eva said in a calming voice. "I'll tell the other boy, and we can get together over ice cream to make sure we're all cool with it. Thursday, after school."

Peter nodded, still in a mild state of shock.

Eva called Harold when she got home, and told him about the 'ice cream' date. She didn't go into any detail, except to say she would expect him to do as she asked, buy the ice cream, and be a good boy. She promised him a big reward.

Eva could sense Harold's boner over the phone.