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Introduction:

Thank so much for reading my stories. And I did try hard to fix my spelling and grammar for my stories. And for the unknown person that wrote about my transitionings thank you. I will work on that. When I right it is as if I see it as a movie and I try to write down what I see and hear. Some time I get caught in the visual, or the audial of a story and forget about one or the other. For those who wanted a transformation, Calder may not transform the was you think. I gave you many hints in the first installment. And the clues were caldera last name and his fan in his room. Look up the name and you will find out a clue about calders ancestry that not even he knows. Also, I have started to put picture on my profile if you want to see what my character look like. http://forum.xnxx.com/member.php?u=565917. Thank you again for reading and enjoy the next chapter of Full Moon Rising.

Full Moon Rising: Part 2
I heard Amy's thoughts, that is impossible. Its one thing to see it on tv, or read about it in a book. But to actually hear Amy's thoughts. I must be imagining thing.

In the buzzing vortex of freaking out all I could think was, I need to get away. And in a blink of an eye, both Amy and I were in darkness.

Amy was still lost in her afterglow, but even a deaf person would feel the smack on their ass when we fell on hard concrete. To give a description of it, it would be like, when you go to sit down and someone pulls the chair from right under you. Yeah, not fun.

Anyway, Amy, bolted up having a freak storm of her own. "Where are we;" and how did we get here? I can't see, i can't see. Why can't I see? Wait; "Calder," her voice had a tremor of fear, "Are you in here?"

I mimicked her fear so she would cosider me a victim to, "Yes?"

I could see everything, right down to the worry lines on her face. "I can't see," she orally iterated.

I looked, really looked around our surroundings. Even though it is a darker shade, I could see perfectly. We were trapped in a supply closet. Amy was still mentally freaking. Going from alien attack, to drugging to take her organs, and a lovely little fantasy rape. Wow, what a little freak. Who knew the angelic, black haired, blue eyed, freckled faced, petite little lady before my was into bondage. I could sense her getting wet.

I came up behind her. Rapping, my arms around her waist. I moved my head slowly to her hair. I smelled lake water with a hint of cinnamon. As I nipped at her neck I asked, "Did you take a dip in the lake today?" Then a picture of her skinny dipping in the mist covered lake popped in my head. Her shapely leg running down the dock, with her firm round ass giving a seductive dance. When she took the jump she turned around in the air, so her back was to the water. Her pussy lips were the first thing I saw. They were wet, and swollen. And I could see a hint of her clit poking out of the fold. As I trailed up I noticed she shaved her pubic hair only leaving a strip on her pubic bone. She stills had some baby fat to her stomach, but it looked like a smooth path to her tight, perfect, c cup breasts. Her areola the size of an euro. It was like looking at the statue of Venus's tits in the flesh. No tan lines, but a small number of freckles going up to her face. Which was hidden in a veil of curly strands of hair. Then I was back in the room.

Apparently I could see thing now to. But before I could ask anymore question. It was all interrupted by the moan, and hip grinding to my now hard dick.

Amy's hard breathing, moaning, and grinding was getting to me, and the after images of the lake scene was also affecting me. As I started grinding back at her ass will nipping her neck. I moved my hand to her belt buckle, and unfastened it. Then I hooked my figures around her pants and panties, and started pushing down, not even bothering with the button or zipper.

Amy took the hint and helped slither her pant to her knees. The feel of her slithering them down felt tortures. Amy felt the urgency in my hip movement. As she went to free my erection she cooed, "My little man must be hurting in there."

As she freed me I stroked her soaking wet pussy with my right hand and slid up my left to her tits. And the path up her stomach was as smooth and soft as I imaged it would be when I had seen it in the vision.

What brought me back from my daze, was feeling something wet at the tip of my cock. I pulled my hips back and Amy moan, "please put it in me. I need to feel you deep with in me. Do what every you want, just FUCK ME." the last words were a demand, and I would accept it as I moved back into her curves to rest my dick in the valley of her ass checks. I was going to lose my virginity to Amy.

I felt her legs open and a dainty hand guided my cock to the promise land. When I felt her lips kiss the head of my cock I drove it home. "Oh, your a god!" The cry of ecstasy from Amy was intoxicating. As I dove in, my right hand started playing with her clit, will my left played with her tits. The sweet musky smell of her flooding vagina, making each thrust deeper to the point where something deep within her started to kiss the tip of my cock. "oh... Oh... Oh, don't stop. Don't you dare... Stop!" Whatever it was it set her off. Each thrust brought her to new heights.

The animal passion was too much for her. Her breathing ragged, her face set to a silent scream of ecstasy as her legs turned to jello. I has holding on to her, but her constant milking of my cock became too much. As I pumped as deep as I could, I pinched and pulled Amy's left nipple and clit. On my second deep thrust the thing kissing my dick gave way and her entire pussy clamped down in a grip of epic proportions. I could not get out. My dick was locked in her as she twitched in my arms uncontrollable. And as I ground my hips. I came in a torrent. The passion was so great I bit her neck hard. As the blood came in my mouth, i could fell Amy's emotions and interpret the muttering of non coherent words coming out of her head. Joy, Peace, and for the first time in her life Love.

As I drank her blood I felt a bonding happening, the only way to explain would be almost like Stephanie Meyer's wolf imprinting. Were our body, mind, and soul clicked into a whole. We were one.

I set her gently down to the floor with me. As we cuddled in the afterglow, I though; God I love this woman.

"What did you say," Amy ask? Turning with a hopeful glint in her eyes, eyes as blue as sapphires.

Uh-oh; I thought; What have I done?

"Done? what do you me, done?" in her after sex haze, it took her a will before it hit her. "Did I just hear your thoughts?"

In unison, we thought; What's going on. I looked at her and recognition that we both heard each other clearly brought astonishment to our faces.

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